Chapter 4
Patty's heart pounded inexorably that next morning when she let the words she hated to utter fall reluctantly from her lips. She told David Roberts that, for the good of both of them, and, in particular, David's family, they must cease having sex together.
"Do you really mean that?" he asked softly, his face turning into a chalky white color.
"Yes I do."
"I can't help but think you're right in a logical sense and in a moral sense as well," David admitted. "But I still feel this crying urge between my legs for you. I don't know if it will ever completely go away."
"I'm sure it will."
"No, I don't think so."
Relations were unmistakably strained between them for the rest of the day, along with the following day as well. Patty felt herself weakening, wondering if she might not be tempted to forsake her promise to Velma and go back to having sex with David.
For that reason she quit on the third day following her revelation. David nodded sadly and expressed regrets over her decision to leave her job, but did not try to talk her out of her decision. He knew the reason for it, and she was aware of the fact that he knew it, even though it was something that was not discussed between them.
Patty worked for David Roberts for slightly better than one week after announcing her intention of quitting. Then she was on her own, searching for employment. She checked the want ads in the papers and did a lot of walking throughout the downtown area in attempting to secure new employment.
For the better part of two weeks she searched repeatedly, but was unable to find a job. She began looking anywhere and everywhere she could for job possibilities. During her search she even picked up a copy of an underground newspaper, knowing that it had want ads located within its pages.
As she curled up comfortably on her living room sofa and opened the underground newspaper to the ads, flipping the pages past some naked shots of girls and a few scandalous story items, she located an ad that attracted her curiosity unlike any other ad she had ever read had:
Wanted-A young, beautiful woman prepared to embark on a completely new way of life. Are you daring enough to respond to the challenge we present to you? If so, please contact Gordon in Box 52.
What attracted her interest more than anything else was the rhetorical question posed by Gordon, the man who put the ad in the paper. He wanted to know if the girl could respond to the challenge, which made her immediately wonder what kind of challenge he was referring to. In addition, she was also curiously attracted to the part calling for the applicant to embark on a new way of life. If there was one thing she genuinely desired at that point, it was to embark on a new way of life, since she had just finished experiencing her second consecutive setback in romance.
Perhaps this would constitute just the kind of change of pace she desired, Patty thought, deciding to answer the ad. She filled in biographical data about herself, then sent it off.
The next two days she continued eagerly seeking out employment opportunities. She put the intriguing thoughts of that underground press ad totally out of her mind, deciding that she would not be contacted.
But early in the evening of the second day following the time she sent her response in to the paper, she got a call. It was a man's voice, and the tone was very business-like.
"Is this Patty Douglas?" it began.
"Yes, that's right."
"My name is Gordon Nownes. You answered an ad of mine with reference to a new challenging job."
"Oh, yes, that's right," she perked up immediately, hoping that something might materialize on her behalf.
"Well, I would like to see you early tomorrow. Have you transportation?"
"Yes, I have a car."
"Good, good. Do you know where Saugus is located?"
"I believe so. Isn't that out beyond San Fernando and the edge of the San Fernando Valley?"
"Yes, out on the freeway heading toward Bakersfield. Right near the turnoff you take to go to Las Vegas."
"Oh sure, I know where that is."
Gordon then provided her with the address, along with specific directions on how to reach it. She took down the information faithfully, after which Gordon Nownes added:
"Could you make it there by nine sharp?"
"Certainly. I'll be there then."
"That's good. See you in the morning. Goodnight now."
"Goodnight," she laid the phone back down on its cradle.
A feeling of exhilaration bolted through Patty's entire body when she finished talking to Gordon. She hoped that perhaps this was the opportunity she had been searching for, one to get into something challenging and new, to leave her old bridges burning behind her.
She turned in extra early that night, knowing she would have to get up early the next morning to drive to Saugus, which was quite a distance removed from where she was living. She also realized that with a good night's sleep she would look more beautiful and rested the next day, which was a must in that the ad had mentioned something about the job applicant's physical appearance, having specified a "beautiful girl", which Patty definitely was.
The next morning she fixed herself a quick breakfast, then embarked on her journey toward Saugus. She was just as happy to get out of the smoggy city and head toward the mountainous reaches of the Saugus area, located away from the hustle-bustle existence that she knew.
She located the address Gordon had given her with little difficulty. It was a sprawling ranch located in the picturesque setting of a winding dirt road, being set beneath a range of sweeping mountains and stunning rock formations.
She parked in front of the rambling ranch style house. She observed the already warm and bright early morning sun beating down steadily on the shingled roof.
Patty got out of the car, walked up to the porch, and knocked twice on the front door. A handsome, dark-haired man in his early forties with a mustache and streaks of gray through his hair answered the door.
"Patty Douglas?" he smiled.
"That's right. Are you Mr. Nownes?"
"No I'm not," his smile broadened, "I'm Gordon. And if you want to get on the good side of a possible future employer you'll continue to call me Gordon and forget about the mister formalities."
"Whatever you say," she nodded.
He let her in the rustically furnished ranch house, fixing both of them a cup of coffee in the kitchen. They sat and chatted as Gordon Nownes pressed Patty further regarding her background
"I've worked in office job capacities," she related.
"How'd you like it?"
"I got tired of it to the point where I answered your ad, which I thought would entail something different."
"It does," a knowing grin crept on his face, "it most certainly does."
"That's good. Might I find out what it does entail."
"We'll get to that in due course," he replied. Patty immediately was sorry that she had pressed Gordon Nownes, since it was clearly apparent that he wanted to do things at his own pace. "You see, we have a regular routine we put our girls through here. It's important that we follow it one step at a time."
She asked no more questions, and answered to the best of her ability the few that were put to her by Gordon Nownes.
When they finished their cups of coffee Nownes raised his slim body from the table.
"I wish you'd please come with me," he said.
Patty got up and followed him out the back door and into the sprawling backyard area, which was fenced in. There were neat looking little bright red cabins in rows on both side of them, divided by a long path which extended to the edge of Gordon's property.
They walked down the path and entered the last cottage on the right. Patty's curiosity was so aroused at that point that she hardly knew what to think. All she knew was that she had never had a job interview experience like it before, nor had she ever answered an ad like the one which had appeared in the underground newspaper before.
When they entered the cabin Patty quickly observed a strikingly beautiful young blonde girl of her own approximate age, who sat with her stunning legs crossed in an easy chair as she read a book. When the blonde heard the door open and observed both Gordon and Patty entering the cottage she closed the book, set it down on a table next to her, and issued a friendly greeting:
"Good morning," she said, her blue eyes sparkling.
"Hello, Stefanie," Gordon said. "Stefanie, I want you to meet Patty."
"Hi, Patty. You must be the applicant for the job."
"Yes," Patty nodded.
"She certainly fills one important qualification," Stefanie looked at Gordon and asserted. "You couldn't have found anybody anymore beautiful."
'Thank you," Patty smiled shyly.
"Yes, she is very lovely, as I noticed," Gordon admitted.
"I'll bet you did," Stefanie chuckled.
They talked for a few brief minutes, with most of the conversation involving questions by Stefanie and answers by Patty. Patty couldn't help wondering how Stefanie had fit into the picture, or, indeed, what the picture actually represented. But she knew that Gordon did not take to questioning on that score, so she kept quiet.
"Well, I'll be leaving for the moment, and let you two girls be alone," Gordon winked at Stefanie.
"I really appreciate that," Stefanie quickly replied.
Patty became immediately concerned as Gordon left, closing the door behind him. That left Patty and Stefanie alone in the cabin. Patty recalled what a fuss Stefanie had made over her when she entered the cabin, and wondered if she was somehow expected to engage in a lesbian lovemaking session with her. Perhaps that was what the ad meant when it said that the applicant would have to embark on a new and exciting way of life.
As Stefanie looked at her and flashed another big smile Patty became apprehensive. Her stomach started tugging nervously. Then Patty got up from her chair.
"Just keep sitting there and relaxing, baby. I've got to take my clothes off."
She drew the shutter shut, cutting off practically all light into the cabin, and giving the girls complete privacy. Stefanie quickly removed her blouse and bra as Patty sat stiffly in her chair watching every movement.
"Since Gordon wouldn't tell me what's going on here, I wish that you would," Patty said in a tone combining frustration and pique.
"You poor little girl," Stefanie threw her head back and laughed after taking off her bra, showing her ripe, firm ivory breasts, which Patty could not help but be impressed by. "I'll bet you think I'm gonna try and put the make on you."
"We are the only two people in here, so it's only natural that I'd think that," Patty replied in a nervous tone.
"Yes, of course you'd think that. Well, it's not that I wouldn't like to, mind you. Yes, I swing and I'm proud of it. But that's not my purpose now, honey, as delightful an objective as that would be. No, I'm gonna give you a little business demonstration for Gordon, that's all, so just sit back there and relax."
Patty felt that Stefanie was leading her on, and was not telling her the truth. But she felt that it was too late to just walk out at that point after coming that far. Not only that, but her curiosity was bothering her then more than ever before. No matter what the possible consequences might be she would stick things out.
She watched as Stefanie wiggled out of her skirt, letting it drop slowly down her legs. Patty marveled at the beauty of Stefanie's smooth thighs and ankles. Patty recognized, even though she didn't like to admit it to herself, that she was being appreciably excited by her beautiful friend. It was an uncomfortable feeling since she wasn't accustomed to being excited by women.
When Stefanie slid her panties down her legs and stepped nimbly out of them, appearing completely in the nude, Patty felt a tremendous sense of admiration sweeping through her, one of one woman recognizing the resplendent beauty of another.
Her blonde form couldn't have looked more sparkling than it did-at that point, what with the tapered legs, firm jutting breasts, the creamy, sensuous buttocks cheeks. Even Stefanie's golden-thatched love nest looked tantalizing to Patty, even though her heart was pounding with a sense of sexual titillation, Patty did her best to squelch such feelings, and even attempted to deny to herself that they were related to Stefanie's stunning presence.
Patty watched with wide-eyed enthusiasm as Stefanie lowered her magnificent naked body into the bed in the back of the cozy room. She spread her legs and lay on her back, wiggling her hips several times back and forth.
Then as Patty continued to watch, Stefanie let her fingers move slowly downward until they focused between her legs. She let her fingertips ever so slowly ease into her golden-haired mound. They touched her vagina with slow, smooth movements, while her hips and body began to flip diligently and sway.
"Oh, this feels good," Stefanie gasped, "I feel so good, it feels so good to run my fingers over my pussy. Oh, does my snatch feel delicious, oh, do I feel great."
Patty became so stimulated watching her beautiful body glide effectively over the bedspread that her own vagina became itchy with a sense of flowing anticipation. But Patty would not succumb to the urge she felt. She did not want to admit to herself that she was capable of getting that aroused by another female.
Stefanie stepped up the pace of her finger movements, until finally the juice began to ease out of her nest. As she continued letting her fingers manipulate with brisk enthusiasm over her box, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Are you ready, Stefanie?" Patty heard Gordon's masculine voice.
"Yes, baby, come right in," she replied enthusiastically.
Patty's thinking quickly assumed a different turn. She deduced that she would be exposed to a lovemaking session involving handsome Gordon Nownes and Stefanie. She was still unable at that point to figure out what role she played in the festivities. Then a thought surfaced in her mind. Perhaps the ad in the underground paper represented no more than a cheap ploy for Gordon to obtain sex. Maybe she was to be a third party in an orgy consisting of Gordon, Stefanie, and herself. That might have been what Gordon had meant when he related in the ad that the girl would have to be both beautiful and willing to undergo a new life style.
The door opened and in walked Gordon. But Patty was astonished to discover that he was not alone. Darting past Gordon and into the cabin was a sturdy looking German shepherd with a thick, healthy coat and alert eyes. Patty's eyes were instantly taken in by his hard cock and by the manner in which he was breathing heavily.
"He's all ready for you," Gordon grinned, "and it looks like you're all ready for him."
"Am I ever," Stefanie gasped, masturbating her moist box anxiously, letting her fingers roam.
"I'll leave you two alone," Gordon exclaimed. Then he looked over at Patty and said: "Have fun watching, baby."
Gordon walked out of the cabin and shut the door behind him. Patty's eyes remained fastened on the dog, who let his long red tongue circulate around his mouth as he watched Stefanie on the bed.
"Rufus, come here, Rufus," Stefanie called impatiently to the handsome German shepherd.
The dog sprinted quickly toward her with mounting impatience. His nose began sniffing eagerly as he drew closer to her. Her body shook with anxiety as he moved next to the bed. His nose was picking up the scent of her mound.
"C'mon Rufus," she called out once more, this time with a greater air of impatience than before.
Rufus jumped up on top of the bed, his nose flicking back and forth as he picked up, more readily than before, the scent of Stefanie's vagina.
The aroused dog let his nose push down toward Stefanie's stimulated love nest. All the while Patty sat watching speechless, overcome by what was going on in front of her, wondering what the ultimate consequences of all that was happening in front of her would be.
Rufus poked his nose inside her vagina, and as his cold nose made contact with Stefanie a big grin emerged on her face.
"That's it, run that big nose of yours over my wet cunt, baby," she called out enthusiastically. "Show our beautiful friend Patty how much fun we have together. Give her a little education. Oh, that nose feels so good, keep on sniffing, honey, keep it up."
The German shepherd sniffed for a few minutes more. Then he became eager to put his tongue to work. Patty watched with keen interest as she watched the long red tongue drop from his mouth. It reached into Stefanie's juicy love pit, and as Patty watched his hot wet tongue running over the edges of Stefanie's box an itchy feeling of exhilaration suddenly made its way between Patty's legs. The feeling embarrassed her and she attempted to dismiss it with the thought that it didn't represent her true nature. Something indefinably strange had to be happening, since she couldn't truly be that aroused over the sight of a dog performing cunnilingus on a woman.
But that was precisely what was happening, as she actually realized down deep. She was receiving tremendous empathic thrills watching the German shepherd's anxious tongue running eagerly over Stefanie's furnace-like box.
"Lick me, Rufus, lick my cunt," she gasped. "I want your suck, keep it up, suck my box."
Rufus systematically stepped up his pace and her body began swaying more noticeably than before. Stefanie let out several impatient gasps as the sucking action continued.
His long red tongue continued darting in hot stabbing movements over Stefanie's nervous box until Patty finally observed the sight of flowing juice bolt out of her.
"Ohhhhhhh, you're quite a man," Stefanie gasped. "What a man, what a wonderful man, Rufus I love you."
Patty wondered what would happen next. She was fearful about what she would do if she were to be asked to join in the act. She would have to say no, she thought, but knew that there were unmistakable sex vibrations flowing through her whole body.
But Stefanie, as it turned out, was anything but through with Rufus. Patty watched as Stefanie let her fingers maneuver against the dog's hard swollen cock. The longer and faster she allowed her fingers to move up and down the dog's penis, the more aroused the dog became, throwing his head back proudly and letting his tongue roll inside his mouth, proud and happy over what was occurring.
Her fingers set a brisk, spirited pace as Stefanie manipulated them speedily and repeatedly over Rufus' big cock. Patty watched with astonishment as Stefanie finally let her head drop and her tongue zero in on Rufus' erect dong.
Up and down she let her tongue slide. At first Patty was repulsed by watching such a sight. She had heard of women making love to dogs, but had never been exposed to any personal examples of bestiality until that day.
Patty was shocked by the calmness with which Stefanie was engaging in sex with the German shepherd, and particularly the manner in which she calmly put her tongue to work running up and down the dog's erect rod.
Once the shock left Patty she developed an intense fascination at watching the lovemaking between Stefanie and Rufus. She noticed the thoroughness with which Stefanie manipulated her anxious tongue up and down Rufus' erect cock, and could not help but wonder what the sensation would be like. She wondered if Rufus' hard, furry rod would supply the same kind of enthusiasm and enjoyment that she had received running her tongue up and down the penis of a man.
Again that familiar itchiness surfaced between her legs. She was still bothered by these intense feelings, wondering if she could ever actually turn on to a dog in the act of sex.
Stefanie's tongue made sweeping movements up and down the dog's long organ. Patty could tell that she was drawing him close to orgasm. Her head bobbed up and down with eagerness as she functioned like a woman with a mission, determined to receive what she had come after.
Then finally the big explosion came, and it proved to be a profuse one. Patty watched with intense fascination, her own legs quivering with excitement, as the jutting sea of white liquid shot out of the end of that huge penis.
Stefanie stuck with Rufus' load eagerly, determined to suck in every drop of precious liquid. She took in every drop, digested it, then pat-ted Rufus affectionately on the behind.
"Thank you, Rufus baby," she said. "You really give a girl a delicious mouthful. And I'll bet Patty enjoyed watching every minute."
Patty said nothing, afraid that any comment on her part could lead to embarrassing repercussions.
Stefanie still wasn't through, as Patty quickly discovered, observing carefully as Stefanie plunged her lips against Rufus' furry face. Once more Rufus' tongue began wagging around his mouth with anticipation of more sex contact.
He let his anxious tongue glide eagerly around Stefanie's face, leaving a quick stream of saliva from his efforts. The tongue continued flicking and Stefanie's body began to sway from side to side with the blistering tongue contact providing the impetus.
Once Rufus cut loose satisfactorily with his tongue movements, Stefanie decided it was time for a change in activity.
"Stop, Rufus, stop," she called.
The buoyant German shepherd ceased his pace immediately. He watched Stefanie for additional cues, and one was immediately forthcoming. She spread her legs widely and began masturbating, hoping to arouse her canine friend.
He moved his hot body toward her and she reached out and grabbed ahold of his sturdy cock.
"I want you in me," she said emphatically, "I want you to fuck me up my cunt, baby, make love to me like only you can, give me everything that you've got in this juicy prick."
She guided his spear-like cock ever forward, nearing her passionate love nest. Cautiously she slipped the hot stick inside her mound, slowly but surely.
A big smile of triumph fastened itself across her face as the shaft fitted inside her mound. Patty watched with excitement as she observed the hard dong lock inside her nest.
"Oh, you're in me," Stefanie exclaimed. "Let's give our friend Patty a real eyeful, baby, let's really show her how we make love. Let this big prick spear me, fuck me, Rufus darling, fuck me, my loving canine, fuck, fuck fuck."
Rufus responded vigorously toward Stefanie's excited words. Back and forth Rufus' cock glided. Patty watched his sturdy body rock back and forth consistently.
His thick fleshy cudgel rammed in and out of her innermost depths, puncturing her vagina time and again with steaming movements, as the fucking continued. He drilled her with rapier thrusts, pouring all his excitement into her.
"You've got me feeling so good," she gasped. "Oh, keep that prick stirring inside me, I want it, I want you, oh, what a fuck."
Once more those intensely sexual feelings inside Stefanie surfaced. Rufus let his cock dart inside her as Stefanie's body rocked back and forth, responding as excitedly as she knew how.
As for Patty, she became aroused once more as well. And once again she tried to tell herself that it couldn't be through anxiety pertaining to a four-legged animal. No, it couldn't be that she was attracted to this handsome German shepherd who was giving Stefanie such a brisk workout.
The dramatic cock thrusts continued until the cum was released from Rufus' erect phallus. As that happened Stefanie let out a lengthy sigh of relief.
"Oh, you big wonderful boy," she chuckled. "Do you ever know how to make a girl happy."
Once more Rufus leaned forward and licked her face happily. After that Stefanie looked over at Patty and said:
"Did you get an education, my dear?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Would you care to join us?"
"No thanks," Patty said emphatically, even though there were still those tingling feelings remaining between her legs.
"Okay, honey," Stefanie laughed off her opposition, "but in time I'm sure you'll change your mind. Well, you can go now if you like. All Gordon wanted you to do was watch me fucking with Rufus for awhile. Gordon would like to see you now."
Patty got up and walked toward the door, saying no more. A mixture of sexual arousal coupled with fury enveloped her as she walked out of the cabin and down the path heading back into the house.
Her body and legs trembled from the predicament she was in, feeling strangely sensuous after watching a beautiful blonde have sex with a husky German shepherd canine.
This time Patty rapped on the back door of
Gordon's house. He answered her knock within seconds.
"Do come in," he smiled graciously, holding the door open for her, then leading her into the living room.
Once she took a seat and he comfortably settled himself in a sofa not far from the chair on which she sat, Gordon began the conversation.
"So how did you like the little exhibition you saw?" he asked with an innocent smile.
Up until that time the fury that Patty felt was buried beneath the surface. But the matter-of-fact manner in which Gordon asked the question caused the rage to manifest itself more openly. Patty had been confused by her responses to what had gone on between Stefanie and the German shepherd, and she remained confused by the role she was expected to play in the bizarre happenings. She had gone in good faith to apply for a job, and had been exposed in return to nothing other than mystery and strange sex happenings.
"Look, I don't know what you game is, even though it's only natural that I wonder, after all these kooky happenings," Patty blew her fuse, "but I've reached the end of my patience. First I come out here in hopes of getting a job. I don't know anything about what you're offering, but I come here in hopes of finding out. Then when I try and inquire to find out more about what's going on around here, I'm told that I'll find out when you're ready to tell me. Okay, so I don't get too upset about that. But then I'm taken to a cabin and exposed to a girl getting fucked every which way by a homey dog. This just doesn't make sense to me, none of it, and my patience is wearing very thin. Let me tell you something, Mr. Gordon Nownes, if you don't tell me what's going on around here I'm gonna leave right now. I've already wasted a whole morning of my time around here."
"Just plain Gordon will do," Gordon mildly corrected her with a chuckle. "You know, I like your spirit, Patty, even if I might not like the way you just read me the riot act."
"Right now I'm not particularly concerned what you think," she shot back angrily. "I just want to either get to the bottom of this whole mystery or I'm leaving. That's all there is to it."
"Okay, okay, give a guy a chance," he held out a cautioning hand and chuckled some more. "I was just getting to the point of telling you, and it'll soon become obvious why I waited. I always do the same thing when I'm considering girls for employment. Stefanie went through the same thing you did when I hired her. Patty, I run what is known as a canine training school. Does that term sound the least bit familiar to you?"
"No it doesn't," Patty quickly admitted. "You'll have to explain that to me."
"Well, that was why I wanted you to observe beautiful Stefanie at work with Rufus. She was the person who trained Rufus into the valuable dog he now is."
"You're still not making a good deal of sense to me."
"Haven't you ever heard of dogs trained for sex with women?"
"No. Maybe I'm stupid but I never have," she frankly admitted.
"You're not stupid, you just haven't been around as much as I have, that's all. Well, that's what this whole ranch is all about. The sex revolution is here in full swing, my dear, and people are trying more bold things than ever before. Many women, including some very rich and beautiful women, have found that it's sometimes more fun going to bed with a sensuous German shepherd like our friend Rufus than it is to have sex with their own husbands."
"Then you train these dogs to have sex with women?" the anger began surfacing inside Patty once more.
"That's right. I run the top canine training school in Southern California. My dogs bring high prices whether they're bought or merely used, in the manner of a male prostitute. I pay very well, give my girls a place to live. You saw Stefanie's quarters. Actually I think they're most impressive. So the big question, my dear, is whether you're interested in assuming a position with my organization like Stefanie and my other girls."
"No thanks," Patty jumped up from her chair angrily. "And if I'd had an any idea at all that that was what you had in mind, I wouldn't have come out here in the first place."
"Wouldn't you even like to hear the terms I'm prepared to meet?" Gordon asked anxiously.
"For your information I'm not interested in being a whore for a pack of hungry canines at any price," she stormed.
"You make the whole thing sound so sinister and unclean, when it needn't be," Gordon tld her. "You're actually nothing more than a training specialist for some healthy canine specimens. Once you throw off your hang-ups you'll be surprised at how much you'll enjoy sex with them. Don't knock something you're afraid to try. Some of the wealthiest women in the Los Angeles area just live for a little attention from their favorite pet."
"I'll let them continue to live for things like that," Patty told him loudly as she walked toward the door. "As for me, I'm just not interested. Thank you for what I'm sure would have been a generous offer, had I given you the chance to make it."
"Okay, but feel free to call me if you change your mind," Gordon called as she walked out the door.
"Don't hold your breath," she replied sarcastically.