Chapter 1
Doctor's Assistant
Passionate women who for one reason or another reject the male of their own species often turn to animals to soothe their steaming sexual passions. Many women who confess to having indulged in repeated incidents of animal sexual contact are avowed bestialists who have no desire to indulge in human heterosexual relations. The motivations may vary in specific cases but many women feel that animals are more passionate, more devoted, and better able to satisfy their raging sexual passions than even the male of their own species.
Female contact with various beasts is not a rarity. In CASEBOOK: FEMALE BEHAVIOR author Roger Blake observes ...
"According to the Kinsey figures in SEXUAL BEHAVIOR IN THE HUMAN FEMALE it is indicated that one out of every 20 American females has had sex relations with an animal. Five per cent of the adult female population in the United States, a total of five million women, may have been in erotic contact with animals, mainly domesticated dogs and cats." (3)
Many women utilize animals as substitute sexual partners, indulging their whims when no other outlet is available, others depend upon bestial contact for the total satisfaction of their desires. The motivations vary.
Author Roger Blake continues ...
"The incidence of female bestiality is indeed rare, but when we consider that over five million American women have experienced it, and that over a hundred thousand depend on it for sexual satisfaction, it is not a female deviation which is insignificant on the American scene." (3)
In ancient times men and women were put to death for their sexual blasphemy. Today they are often made to seek psychiatric help in order to discover the roots of their sexual disorder. Psychiatrists tend to be less shocked than the average citizen by the discovery of such behavior. Some go as far as to say that bestiality is not any indication of mental illness but rather the result of poor judgment.
In MAN, WOMAN AND BEAST author Joseph Como observes ...
"Admittedly their sexual outlet is warped. A man—or woman—may be normal in every other aspect, seeking out animals for sexual relief only temporarily. Such behavior, in our society, does suggest mental abnormality as well as immorality. But the people engaging in bestial acts are responding to what they consider natural impulses. Sometimes it is an obsession that is impossible to resist. Once the act is committed, some are stricken with remorse. Many never go back to it again. Others can't help themselves and return to this form of gratification time after time. This is a problem that has been with us since the dawn of written history." (7)
Unless a complaint is filed with the police or the bestialist is caught in the act having sex with some member of the animal world most bestialists remain anonymous and avoid detection. In this specific case I was fortunate to gain the confidence of Diana Norman, a shapely and attractive woman in her early thirties who has been a practicing bestialist since the age of sixteen. Through the help of her brother, David, I was informed that Diana indulged in all manner of bestial perversions. Fortunately my curiosity, and the promise to keep her true identity a secret, made Diana more than willing to give me the full details surrounding her compulsive sexual obsession.
Diana is a sensual and attractive blonde with long flowing locks of honey-blonde hair which caresses the tops of her ample bosoms. Diana has light blue eyes, full sensual lips and even white teeth. There is a strange fire in her eyes that gives ample indication of her strangely passionate nature. Diana is a woman who has been desired by men, yet she swiftly scorns their bold passion and satisfies her streaming sensual fury in a manner more to her own liking.
"I guess David told you all about me ..." Diana began, running her long slim fingers through her golden blonde tresses. "My father tried to rape me when I was seven. We lived in a huge country estate and my father was fairly well-to-do. Mother was off somewhere with one of her lovers and dad and I were home alone. I remember dad was very drunk, so drunk in fact that he beat David and ran him out of the house. I went to my room crying because he had kicked by pet dog, Tony, and physically thrown him out of the house. Dad and mom had argued constantly during the day ... over the fact that dad had seen mother out with some other man. I remember just before mom left dad tried to tear her clothes off and force her to submit to sex. Mother had directed a strong kick to the center of dad's pants and I had heard his scream. I never thought my father would bother me but about a half hour after mom left my father came creeping up the stairs. He staggered against the door and the first thing I noticed was that the front of his pants was unzipped and his RAW RED TOOL was thrusting out all red and angry."
"What do you want, daddy ... ?," I whimpered, brushing the tears from my cheek because I didn't want my father to see me crying."
"You DAMNED SLUT you ... !," he roared. "You'll probably be just like your mother—a HOT LITTLE WHORE—by the time you're ten. She thinks she can do me anyway—well, I'll show her ... !"
"I trembled as my father grabbed me. I tried to escape but he forced me down on the bed. His rough whiskers rubbed my face and his crude fingers tore into my panties. In my struggle I accidentally kicked the kerosene lamp next to my bed. My father had my legs apart and he was forcing his FIERY WET TOOL against my slit. I was able to bend in such a way that I could grab one of my shoes. I pulled it off and instinctively struck my father across the head. When he collapsed I ran from the room, jumping over the flames that had begun to spread over the old wool rug, and I fled from the house. We had no neighbors nearby and I was too frightened to go back into the house to use the phone and as a result my father was badly burned, died of suffocation, and a good portion of our house was badly damaged by the time someone arrived to help put out the hungry flames."
"I see ... As a result you've never wanted a man?"
"Something like that ..." Diana smiled, moving her ripe red tongue over her thin upper lip. "Mother knew the truth but the police never discovered that my father tried to RAPE me before he died. They thought he had been careless and had started the fire. It had been dark when the fire began. No one made an inquiry. Mother sold the house and the property and we moved into a smaller house. We had many luxuries—one was a huge St. Bernard named Cyrus—who became my constant companion and protector. My brother, David, who was fourteen at the time didn't discover how dad really died until he was almost out of high school. David and I were very close and he always was good to me. I developed a horrible fear of men ... of being close to them ... even boys my own age ... as a result of the incident. David was the only boy I could ever really trust."
"Did you have many friends?"
"NO—I was always shy and backward ..." Diana continued. "I found that my swiftly developing body was no asset because all the boys in my class were trying to rub against me and ask me out. I refused to date even when I was fourteen. About the time I was ten a strange thing happened with me and Cyrus. I had been swimming down at the creek and as usual big old Cyrus was right with me. A little female dog about the size of a Poodle came along and she must have been in season because Cyrus went nuts sniffing her and trying to jump on top of her. All of a sudden I saw his big old RED RAW TOOL and it amazed me. Instead of being afraid I was fascinated. I knew I never had anything to fear from Cyrus so I wasn't afraid. I went to pull him off of the little dog and my fingers made electric contact with his BIG THICK TOOL! I felt the sudden warmth ... the violent urgency ... ! I was spellbound! My fingers moved around the big THROBBING ROD and Cyrus began pumping into my hand. I gripped hard and all of a sudden this huge knot appeared and a thick wad of LIQUID LUST shot out the tip of his FIERY RED TOOL!"
"Go on ... "
"Cyrus turned and licked me. His big RED TONGUE covered my face. He sniffed between my legs and began licking there ... making me giggle until I thought I would lose my mind. Finally I had to tie Cyrus to a tree and throw rocks at the female to get her to leave. I was only ten then but that spectacle marked the beginning of my sexual curiosity about animals. When we got home I scolded Cyrus and he got that sad-dog expression. He licked my legs and believe me it stimulated me. I moved my hand between his hind legs and felt that MAGNIFICENT TOOL laying soft within the hairy sheath. I guess it excited me because I went to bed, pulled down my shorts, and began to masturbate. I have always indulged in avid masturbation ... leading to orgasm every time. When I'm tired and upset it's the only release that brings me any pleasure. I didn't move when Cyrus jumped up in the bed and shoved his big wet nose right between my thighs. I didn't know what he meant to do until that THICK SEARCHING TONGUE moved between my legs. When he licked me the first time I thought I would die ... !"
"OHOOO ... Cyrus ... !," I groaned, "you don't know what you're doing ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I juiced up and Cyrus kept licking until he had me weak and exhausted after several orgasms."
"That was the beginning of a sexual affair between myself and Cyrus that lasted until I left home. I never had regular intercourse with him because at that time I thought his BIG RAW RED TOOL was much too big for me ... but I allowed Cyrus to lick me regularly and I even came to depend upon that big LOVING TONGUE for my subsequent satisfaction. My brother used to try and get me to date friends of his when I got older and finally mother explained to him a few things about why I didn't want to go out with men."
"I see ..."
"When I was twelve David went away to college. At first he told us he was going to be a doctor and then he wanted to be a vetenarian. David had always been kind to animals. He used to collect rats, guinea pigs, and he even saved up enough money to have a baby skunk descented. During the summer David had all kinds of pets in our garage ... a tiny monkey, a parrot, and I had my share of fun with them. I wasn't doing anything but letting Cyrus lick me until David got this Abysinnian kitten and a young Ocelot. Mother didn't object because the animals were tame and she knew it was a part of David's work. I like the cats very much and Cyrus tolerated them from a distance. He got very angry when the Ocelot, Pasha, got her claws tangled in his ears, but beyond that he was gentle with the cats. I slept with Pasha and Mandy, the Abysinnian kitten. I remember one night I was eating some potato chips and clam dip in my bedroom while watching television and those cats went wild for it. Pasha and Mandy licked their rough little tongues over my fingers and went nuts to lick the stuff. I guess it was then that I got the idea to spread some of it on my PUSSY ... !!!"
"Go on ..."
"The result was shocking ..." Diana gasped. "Those cats were so eager to lick me that I had WILD SCREAMING ORGASMS ... ! Thank heavens mother was gone out to play bridge at the Malone's and David was out with his girlfriend, Shiela. I used up a big pan of clam dip in no time at all and those cats where still licking my puss. I had to push them away because I was so sore between my legs that I couldn't move."
"Continue ..."
"My brother never pressed me to go out with boys. Kids in school thought I was odd because I had no interest in dating ... dances ... and things like that. But even now I sometimes have horrible nightmares about my father trying to force his THICK ANGRY TOOL into me. The guilt I feel is terrible. I saw a psychiatrist for a while who tried to tell me my father's death was not my fault. I think David understood then because he was very kind and gentle with me. He always brought me some new pet whenever he came home from college to visit with us for a few days. When he was gone I tended to his animals and saw to it that they were fed."
"When did you first experience copulation?"
"When I was seventeen ..." Diana blushed, scratching long polished fingernails down her shapely arm. "My sexual passions were becoming more developed ... ! Although I loved to be licked for hours until I had several BIG WET CLIMAX'S I began to crave something more satisfying. David had brought home this big shaggy black Afghan named Ahab and he quickly became my pet. Being sexually curious I had fondled Ahab and to my delight had discovered that his reproductive equipment was much smaller than Cyrus's which was big enough to scare any girl off. I was very fond of Ahab because he was so big and silky. One night when I was in the tub and Ahab was laying obediently at my feet I noticed Ahab licking the BIG RED ROD between his legs. When I got out of the tub that BIG LOVING TONGUE worked between my thighs, gently lapping my clitoris, and I went into a wild spasm of ecstasy. When Ahab went to mount me ... jabbing at me with his small thin tool ... I thought it was funny. I got down on all fours and permitted the intimacy never dreaming that BIG SHAGGY DOG could actually penetrate me. I was surprised when Ahab jabbed the tip of his FIERY RED DICK against my vagina. He gripped my sides and moved closer, jabbing harder, and all at once I felt it moving into me. I wasn't really afraid because David had already told me, quite by accident, that animals couldn't get women pregnant. David had been doing some reading about the bestial abuses forced on Jewish prisoners during the war and I had picked up one of the books by accident and read about a young Jewess being screwed by a dog. When I asked if she wouldn't have pups David just laughed and pulled the book from my hand and told me it was impossible for a woman and any animal to conceive."
"I see ... "
"So naturally I didn't object when Ahab finally made intimate contact. I don't think his RAW WET TOOL was big enough to rupture my hymen so it didn't hurt when he did it to me. His RAW RED DICK moved in and out furiously and I felt a kind of knot against my backsides. I had one orgasm and then another minutes later. Ahab kept panting and thrusting until he fell off me almost in exhaustion. I was HOTLY AROUSED and wanting even more. When I turned and saw that RAW RED TOOL dripping outside the sheath I moved my mouth towards it. I was obsessed with the desire to submerge myself in a bestial experience. Ahab stood motionless while I moved my FEVERISH LIPS around that BIG THROBBING JOINT. All of a sudden Ahab jabbed between my lips and he squirted more and more HOT LIQUID LUST between my teeth. I felt his knot swell and my lips moved down around it ... embracing it ... while it became even more massive and it kept squirting ... ! I licked my tongue up and down the dog's dick until it went soft and returned quietly into the soft hairy sheath!"
"Go on ... "
"I was very impressed with my first coital experience with an animal. So impressed in fact that I wanted to repeat it with another animal ... this time with Cyrus. I figured if Ahab hadn't hurt me with his dick then Cyrus would feel even better. So the next time mother and David were out I brought Cyrus into the house. I masturbated his BIG RED ORGAN until the dog was hunching in my hand. When I got down on all fours Cyrus mounted me, gripped me, putting big red scars on my side, and he forced his THICK MEATY DICK into me. Cyrus got me in the corner and continued assaulting me with his RAW RAGING TOOL!"
"Ohoooo ... baby ... you're hurting me ... !," I groaned. "Oh, not so roughly, Cy ... ! Ummm ... oh, gawd, jab your big DICK-HAMMER into my puss! OH ... LOVE ME ... SCREW ME ... quickly!"
"Continue ... "
"Cy's dick slid in easy enough. But I wasn't prepared for the HUGE FIERY KNOT that began to swell. Cyrus began pumping like he had lost his mind and then for the first time I noticed it began to hurt. I screamed out, tried to lunge free of his grasp, but nothing would prevent that RAW RAGING CANINE TOOL from violating me further. I was too terrified to move."
"OHOOO ... ! OHOOO ... ! NOOO ... BANG ME ... I," I screamed. "Ohoooo ... noooo ... it hurts ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I thought I would lose consciousness as Cyrus drove deeper and harder. I was in absolute ecstasy even though the pain was also great. I tossed my head from side to side and began screaming as Cyrus shot his HOT LIQUID PASSION into me."
"I see ... "
"Finally the knot began to go down and I was moaning, deep and guttural, like a wild animal. Cyrus moved off of me and began to lick his SORE ABUSED PENIS! I pushed his head out of the way and moved my soft reassuring tongue towards his dwindling dick. Cyrus grunted with satisfaction as my tongue moved up and down his fiery canine organ."
"Go on ... "
"I had relations with most of the pets around our house ..." Diana blushed. "I never did it when mom was home. My brother graduated and started his own office right in our community. We're very rural and there's only one other vet in the area and he's swiftly approaching retirement age. David was more than glad to accept when I offered my services almost free of charge. He taught me how to do things ... like give shots, inseminate animals, and I even went out with him to inseminate cows. Some of the farmers laughed and got a little up-tight when the vet arrived with his lady assistant ... but after watching me breed a cow one time they were confident I could do as good a job as my brother ... !"
"You never had a desire to date men all this time ... ?"
"NO ... " Diana blushed, circling her high heeled shoe sensually as she exposed a brief glimpse of her honeyed thighs. "No man had ever appealed to me ... except maybe my brother ... ! I used to be a little jealous of the girls David dated ... but I could never tell him how I felt about him. I don't think I would have ever submitted even if he had touched me. There was a psychological rapport between David and I that meant more to me than all of the sex in the world."
"I see. You liked the job of being a veterinary assistant?"
"I loved it ..." Diana mused. "OH ... you can't believe some of the WILD, WILD, WILD ... THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED ... !!!"
"Like what ... ?"
"One time Mrs. Schoenover ... a wealthy old bitch who's had seven husbands ... brought her two exotic Scottish Deerhounds in to be bred. Her husband used the animals to hunt with and they were very rare and very, very expensive. Seems her husband was away somewhere on business when the female, a dog named Crystal, came into season. The male, a big frothing black monster who must have weighed a hundred and fifty pounds, Merlin, bolted into the door of our office with his RAW RED DICK hanging out while Crystal, the reluctant bitch, screamed and howled to escape his lustful fury."
"I just can't stand it ...!," Mrs. Schoenover complained, wringing her hands with disdain. "Howard told me to leave the dogs alone and let them breed ...! But I just can't stand the sight of that big FROTHING ANIMAL after her like that ...! I don't blame her for not wanting him. The damned fool has no tact at all ...! No woman in her right mind would want to submit to a beast like that ...!"
"I almost laughed out loud ..." Diana remarked. "Merlin was very aroused. You could almost see the huge RED KNOT hanging out. Poor Crystal was sitting on her haunches trying to escape ... while old lady Schoenover tossed me the dog's leashes in an attempt to rid herself of the spectacle in front of her."
"If they're going to be bred you can take care of the necessary details young lady ..." she shrieked. "I just can't stand it ...! If it weren't for the fact Howard would be furious if Crystal didn't get pregnant ... I'd lock that no good son-of-a-bitch in the garage and let him starve ...! Why that damned dog's got a bigger 'you-know-what' than my own husband ...! You will take care of them ... won't you ... ? oh, I mean, your brother of course. Naturally no lady in her right mind would want to fool with a dog like that ...!!!"
"We'll take care of everything, Mrs. Schoenover ..." I gulped, trying hard not to laugh. "It may take a few days ...! She ... a ... er ... may not be quite ready ...!"
"I can understand why ...! I just can't bear to watch it happen! Animals ... disgusting ... sick animals ...! I almost cringe when Howard touches me after he's been out with those dogs ...! When I think of what he paid for them it almost makes me sick ...!"
"Yes ... maam ...!"
"Good-bye young lady ..." Mrs. Schoenover gasped, grabbing up her thick alligator purse as she opened the door. "Watch yourself around that animal ...! I'd hate for anything to happen to you ...! Your brother is such a strong, patient man. I know he'll know what to do ...!"
"I was relieved when Mrs. Schoenover left ..." Diana smiled, searching her purse for a cigarette. "I felt truly sorry for the big animal named Merlin. He was tall and slim, very elegant and graceful, and oh, gawd, so very strong. I tied him to the doorknob while I led Crystal, whimpering, into one of the runs. Merlin was all over me, licking, slobbering, when I returned. He practically tore the door down to get at his mate ...! I had difficulty in dragging him into the other room. His BIG BULGING ROD was in a terrible state of erection! I felt an immediate sympathy. I locked the door to the examination room and kneeled down In front of the panting aroused animal."
"Easy ... Merlin ..." I cooed. "Oh, you're such a big boy ...! Such a big, stout fellow ...! I've never seen a dick as big as yours, sugar ... such a HARD RED WET THING ...! Here ... let me put my hand around it ... play with it a little. That nasty old woman didn't know how you feel ... she didn't understand how much pain it caused you ...! No, she didn't, Merlin ... but I know how you feel ... and I want to help you ...!"
"The minute my hand touched that dog's RIGID SEX he relaxed. He began to lick me, to caress me with his tongue. I moved my fingers back and forth over that big aching joint ... and Merlin began lunging in my hand. I was impressed with his size and his confirmation. His huge testicles hung like bold window-weights behind his slim elegant tail. I masturbated the penis furiously until Merlin shot out his HOT LIQUID LUST all over the floor. I would have pulled down my panties and given him a crack at my HOT DRIPPING ASS if I hadn't heard the bell ring in the waiting room. My hand was covered with HOT WET COME as I opened the door, closed it, locking Merlin in the examination room, as he kept jacking off even as I left the room."
"May I help you ... ?," I inquired, giving my big antiseptic smile. "The vet is out ... but perhaps I can be of assistance ...!"
"Yes ..." a young housewife shrieked, holding her poodle at a distance. "Gawd ... the odor ...!"
"I knew immediately the poor frightened Poodle had been sprayed by a skunk."
"Can you do something?"
"Yes ..." I giggled, holding my nose. "Bring him this way ...!"
"OHOOO ... poor FIFI ...! I warned him not to chase that thing ...! But he's always got his nose into everything!"
"I quickly caged the stinking animal in a kennel far away from the other dogs. I got the girls name and address and promised her pup would be smelling somewhat like a rose the following day. She beat a hasty retreat out the door and I returned to Merlin. The dog looked askance as he sniffed me. He started to draw away until I got my HOT ACHING FINGERS on his big hard dick ...!"
"MMM ... rrrr ... rrrr ..." Merlin whined. "Let me lock the door, ... put out a sign ... and maybe we can be alone together my sweet fellow. I've got just the place for you to release that HOT IMPATIENT LUST of yours ...!"
"Go on ..."
"I hung out the sign saying "CLOSED" for about an hour. I wasn't expecting anyone. Most of our money comes from calls my husband makes on farmers ... sewing up injured animals ... delivering calves and foals ... and it leave me alone at the shop most of the time. I tore off my panties and pulled up my skirt around my waist. I would have undressed but I was afraid that huge animal would leave scars on my side unless I left some clothing around my waist. I later learned that a pair of mittens slid over an aroused MALE DOG's paws can prevent a lot of tell-tale scratches! I moved my hands to Merlin's RAW RED DICK and got it up in no time."
"Come on ... baby ... SOCK IT TO ME ..." I shouted. "OH ... MERLIN ... SHOVE YOUR TOOL INTO MY HOT WET ASS ...! I WANT YOU TO COME ... BABY ... RIGHT INSIDE MY HOT WET SEX ...!"
"What happened ...?"
"That dog mounted me the moment he knew what I desired ..." Diana blushed. "He moved in behind me, panting wildly, and shoved his RAW ACHING TOOL into just the right spot. I braced myself because he was so huge and received the full brunt of his NAKED LUST. When he shoved his BIG DOG-KNOT into me I thought I would die. I remained motionless not wanting to scare him or make him jump for anything. I knew we might become tied and I knew also that he was calm enough not to be frightened. Once inside his BIG RED KNOT began to swell. I screamed out as he pumped a wild succession of HOT EJACULATIONS right into my backsides. His tool was deep in my vagina and his HOT WET SPERM moved deep into my flesh. I was thankful that dogs could not impregnate humans or I would have turned up very much pregnant. We were indeed tied which Merlin discovered the moment he tried to dismount. I held his paws and he pumped a few times and after about ten minutes, during which time I moaned and groaned with passion, the knot became smaller and finally slid out."
"You BIG BEAUTIFUL STUD ..." I slobbered, returning Merlin's kisses with warm affection. "If Crystal doesn't want you ... well, maybe I do ...! You look so much more relaxed ... so much happier ... now that you've had some fun. Let's put you in your pen while I clean up that damned stinking pup ...!"
"Did the two dogs ever breed?"
"Sure ..." Diana laughed. "When David came in he inspected the bitch, gave her a hormone injection, and by that evening she was more than ready to receive her mate. David was going to handle the breeding until he got a call that one of the cows belonging to Abe Jackson was having a breach birth. I got left with the task and believe me it gave me immense pleasure to watch Merlin shove it into Crystal. I was surprised when Crystal began to flag her tail to the side and to stand with her hind legs spread, looking coyly at the mate she had formerly been terrified of. You can do a lot with drugs. But let me say one thing right now ... I've never had to resort to any drugs to increase my sexual appetite. It's always been voracious enough to subdue most anything ...! If I had had any desire for men at all I might have been a nymphomaniac. As it was I just desired repeated acts of sexual union with animals ... hot panting frothing beasts with immense dicks and hot wet tongues that could satisfy my every whim!"
"I see ..."
"Crystal stood still with some coaxing while Merlin licked her vagina and then when she flagged her tail to the side he mounted, began pumping and finally got into her after about ten minutes of almost futile thrusting. The poor animal's tongue was hanging out one side and his eyes were wild and glassy as he drove his RELENTLESS DICK into the bitches swollen gash!"
"Continue ..."
"Crystal seemed well pleased until that dog's DONG began to swell inside of her. Then she screamed and fought the leash. I had to subdue her and pray that Merlin remained calm. I really prefer having some assistance when breeding large dogs because they can really hurt each other and do much damage if they struggle too much. Crystal lunged forward, almost knocked me down. I got her head between my legs and held her up with my hands as Merlin stood there lolling his tongue to the side, with that shit-eating satisfied grin on his face, as his mate stood whimpering in pain as his BIG RAW TOOL increased in size."
"How long did they remain tied ..."
"Almost twenty minutes ..." Diana frowned, dousing her cigarette in the ashtray. "You can bet I was tired when they finally separated. I bred them again the next day and the next and let them go home. During that time I had sex with Merlin at least twice a day ... and I would have used him more if I hadn't been afraid of rendering him too exhausted to copulate with Crystal. Crystal got better each time and finally she seemed to think that having that BIG FROTHING STUD ploughed up her puss was the best thing in the world ...!"
"Tell me more about your usual sexual routine with dogs and pets you take in."
"Hmmm ... let me think ..." Diana frowned, enjoying my surprise. "Every now and then we get a litter of pups to bottle-feed when the mother dies or takes an infection. I remember a litter of Pekinese very well. Cute fuzzy little thing ... and oh, sharp teeth. I had the three of them on the bottle and my breasts began to ache ...! I have very large full breasts and the nipples are constantly hard like they need to be SUCKED! It was a quiet time of the day. I was in the back room nursing the pups when suddenly I tore open my blouse, unfastened my bra which has three convenient hooks on the front, and exposed my RIPE SOAR BREASTS. I nudged one pups mouth to the teat. It lunged and grabbed my ACHING BREAST in its mouth. It began to suck. I cradled it's head and groaned with pleasure. I moved a curious finger to my FEVERED WET SLIT as the pup sucked. I began to masturbate like crazy ...! I moved the second pup between my legs ... rubbed some of the milk over my clit ... and forced the dog's head into my WET GASH!"
"Ohoooo ... SUCK ME ...! OH ... GAWD ... SUCK ME ... ! SUCK ME RAW ...! UMMMM ... OH ... YES ... SUCK ... SUCK ME ... YESSSSSSSSSS ...!!!
"Go on ...
"Those three furry pups nursed on my breasts and at my clit until someone rang the bell and came in. I tossed the pups back into their pens and then straightened my rumpled clothes. I ran a hasty comb through my long blond tresses and put on that smooth antiseptic smile."
"Continue ... "
"I encountered a very distraught woman leading a huge tan Dane on the end of a leash. She was red faced and very obviously angry. She pulled the dog in the door."
"Filthy sick beast ..." she swore, shouting. "I want him put to sleep ... do you hear me ...! He's a menace ... oh, he just killed my sister's Poodle ...! Tried to rape the poor animal ... tore it in two ...! There was nothing we could do ... no way to get hold of him ... until it was too late. My sister, Irma, tried to grab poor little Daisy ... but Pancho just wouldn't let anyone near him ...! Oh, when he shoved his BIG RAW JOINT in her she screamed ... and then she died ... lacerated and bleeding!"
"Did you put the dog to sleep?"
"I promised the woman I would ..." Diana sighed, noticing her heaving breasts. "I even took the ten dollars she handed me without asking for it and shoved it in my pocket. I felt so sorry for the misunderstood dumb brute. I took the leash and the woman left crying. I felt sorry for the poor dog which she had in the back of the car and which she brought in all bloody. It was not one of the miniature Poodles but some kind of mixed-breed Poodle and terrier that weighed maybe twenty pounds. I could tell what kind of horrible death it had and I promised the woman we would dispose of the body. She left in tears and we never heard from her again."
"What did you do with the deadly Dane?"
"You can imagine, can't you ...?," Diana frowned, plopping a thick chocolate cherry into her mouth and crushing it with hungry teeth. "I felt so sorry for the dumb brute. Pancho was obviously a friendly loving pet ... a big rough fellow who loved attention. He covered me with kisses and with affection once I tried to make up with him. You know people don't have much consideration for their pets ... I mean, they take a normal healthy male dog ... and they chain him up ... and maybe he doesn't get any ass for years. Then when a little flirty bitch comes around with her ass stinking to high heaven he gets a little wild and hurts someone ...! It's not the dog's fault really ...! I mean if he had been getting it all along he'd never have been that way ... it's just that he's desperate ... LIKE ME ...!!!"
"You really sympathize with your pets, don't you?"
"I can understand how Pancho felt ..." Diana defended. "He was about four ... obviously virile ... probably never exercised much ... and he just went wild ...! Well, when David came in I told him what happened and he shook his head like he didn't want to put the big beautiful animal to sleep. I made a few phone calls to friends to see if they wanted a Dane and when I got nowhere I took Pancho home myself and things really got lively. I had a big five room house and ten acres of privacy and I had lots of abandoned animals at home that satisfied me in one way or another. Pancho was put in a huge run and given the chance to exercise and I never saw such a change in a dog's personality. I had David perform a slight surgical operation on him ... one that would allow his BIG BEAUTIFUL DICK to hang free and loose ... so that just the red-tip would show. David understood then how I felt about dogs ... in fact, one time he came in and caught me taking it from a huge Labrador who had been brought in for a bath. Seems the dog had been hunting in the fields and the lady of the house wanted him 'dantied up'. When David came back from a meeting early he was a most surprised fellow when he came into the back room and caught me and the lab both naked in the tub. I had soaped up the dog's dick and he was moving into me ... shoving his BIG BED TOOL into my backsides."
"Having fun, sis ... ? ," David whistled. "The old lady's would die if they knew how you carried on with their pets ...!"
"Shut up before I castrate you ...!," I smiled, pleased by my brother's calm acceptance. "I guess you've always known, haven't you?"
"For a while, anyway ..." David chuckled, "one day I pulled in and peeked through the window and saw you working over a Dalmatian. When I was a kid I used to screw dad's sheep ... so I can understand ...! I hoped you'd someday give up the habit ...!"
"Are you disappointed?"
"Not really ..." David smiled. "At least this way I'll have you working with me all of the time ...! I can't say it harms you or the dogs ... but I just hope none of the customers complain ...!"
"My brother was terribly broad-minded and understanding ..." Diana confessed. "He told me about how he and a boy he had played with had abused dad's sheep ... and one time a calf that was more than eager to suck the RIPE WET TOOL shoved into its mouth. One night when my brother was a little drunk he came into the back room while I was letting a pup suck me and he allowed me to let a pup suck his DICK ...! David just laughed and unzipped himself ... and I moved the pup onto his BIG HARD TOOL ... but I had no desire to touch it myself. David came all over the front of his pants and had to change. Something might have happened between us ... who knows ... but he got another call that someone's prize stud had just gotten torn up in barbed wire ...!"
"Go on ... "
"My most unusual pet is this monkey some woman gave me named Herman. Herman is quite intelligent, weighs about forty pounds, and is very cute and cuddly. The woman had never had any children, had lost her husband and wanted a pet. So I guess she choose a monkey because she thought it resembled a child. She told me she used to dress Herman up in doll clothes when he was little. For some strange reason when the animal got bigger she just didn't want it anymore. She parked outside our office and brought Herman in and asked me if I could find a home for him. When I hesitated she pulled out twenty dollars and told me if I couldn't find someone who wanted him to put him to sleep. Then she left without leaving her name or anything."
"And you kept Herman?"
"You better believe it ..." Diana blushed. "I had my period that day and that smart little bastard knew it. His LITTLE RED DICK stood out and got hard and that little ape was masturbating HIS RAW MEAT like crazy before I could even get him to the cage. He even put my hand on it and pleaded with me to play with it."
"Did you ... ?"
"Sure ... but first I gave Herman a bath ..." Diana admitted. "I wasn't too sure the woman had kept Herman clean ... he smelled awful. Monkeys are a species you have to keep clean or they get germy so I parked Herman in the tub and soaped him up ... LITTLE MONKEY-DICK and all ...!"
"Go on ... "
"When I was sure he was clean I moved my RIPE HUNGRY LIPS around his little tool and SUCKED ... SUCKED THAT DELICIOUS LITTLE MONKEY-TOOL RIGHT INTO MY MOUTH ... !!!"
"Did the monkey like it ... ?"
"He went APE ... ha ... ha ...!," Diana giggled. "He pumped in and out of my mouth and fingered my hair until he popped off. I teased his little TOOL and he chattered and screamed and we had a ball. I found a banana in the other room with some oranges and apples my brother was always chewing on and I stuffed the banana in my slit, leaned back in the chair, and let that little HUNGRY FOOL eat right between my BIG JUICY THIGHS. I had one orgasm after the other. I took Herman home at lunch time and made him acquainted with the house. He seemed to like his new environment ...! He played with Tamur, my ocelot, and he made friends with Pancho, the Dane. Pancho and Herman romp all of the time in the yard ... with Herman often astride Pancho's back. Now and then I find homes for the pets I take in ... but while they're with me they get a thorough sex education. I don't have any hang-ups about the way I have my fun. It's natural enough for me to do things like this! I'm lucky to have a big brother who understands how I feel, and why I am the way I am ... and for having a job that pleases me so well. Hell, I've even helped him breed wild stallions ... and you want to know something ...? Hee ... yeah ... I get a BIG COME every time I handle a big HARD HORSE'S DICK ...!"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Diana is obviously a compulsive bestialist who has no desire for relations with members of her own kind. Diana had an unfortunate incest experience with her father at an early age which left her suffering sexual trauma and strong feelings of guilt. Diana grew up with a sexual fear of men that never left her. Still, being a normal and developing adolescent, she nonetheless suffered strong sexual passions which found no convenient outlet.
While Diana may be emotionally disturbed she is neither psychotic nor is her pet perversion any danger to society as such. She indulges in sexual relations with animals in her own home, behind closed doors, and she harms no one. She obviously suffers a psychological fear of relations with men but feels safe and secure with animals as a result of an early childhood experience.
In A DOG IN MY BED Michele Miacahels notes ...
"Copulation with animals does not necessarily indicate the need for psychiatric help. Let me explain it this way—psychiatry is basically the treatment of mental disease, mental disorders, by means of psychotherapy and psychoanalysis. The fact that a man or woman chooses to indulge in sexual play with a dog does not necessarily indicate that the person has a mental problem as such. It is only a mental problem if it causes the individual mental anguish, or if he becomes psychotic about it." (16)
Since Diana suffers no mental anguish, and since she is very much satisfied with her sexual outlets and since her behavior harms no one in particular there is little reason to suggest she seek psychiatric help.
Psychotherapy may help relieve some of the trauma associated with the incest affair with her father but bringing about any significant changes in Diana's outward erotic behavior would be expensive, lengthy and perhaps not in the girls best interest.
This is not to suggest that Diana is perfectly normal in every respect. Admittedly, she has problems ... deep ones which have channeled her sexual desires into perhaps warped directions ... however she is not deviate enough to be institutionalized ... and she suffers no guilt in relation to her animal sex hobby.
If it had not been for Diana's willingness to cooperate and render her verbal assistance to my study of human and animal sexual contacts this most significant chapter might never have been written.