My name is Nymph and I fuck animals. I suppose I should be ashamed of what I do, but I’m not. In my opinion, females are attracted to males � and if I’m being honest, cock size matters, as does how it’s being used. We like being taken savagely and we like to be filled. With animals, there’s no pretense about whether or not we’ll be called later, or invited over for Christmas, or relationships. It’s just sex on a very primal level and that’s what I love about it.
I got into this life just to have a taste of it. I was married with two kids and an office job, but it wasn’t enough. The problem was, once I had a taste, I couldn’t stop. It became an addiction. I paid my owner � Domina Rati � to blackmail me. I left a wedding early to spend a weekend in a kennel taking dog cock For two days I was strapped into stocks on the floor and just used the way a woman was meant to be. I went to work on Monday wearing the same clothes I wore to the wedding, hair all messed (sex hair, they call it) and dog cum still leaking out of me. I had a smile on my face that no one understood but me. I went home that evening still feeling satisfied in a way that no man could make me. The sex was fucking amazing! I could barely walk!
But soon afterwards, I felt empty. Like feasting at a banquet that you’d no longer attend. People that use heroine call it ‘Chasing the dragon’. I use that phrase to describe whatever it is that makes us high as individuals. Fucking animals became my ‘dragon’. All I wanted was more. I looked at how shallow my life was. How I was just going through the motions as we all are. Most of us are just living the life we’re supposed to and, I think for all of us, it lacks color. We work 40 hours a week hoping that, on those 2 days off, we can do something that makes it all worthwhile, only to go back to working. We live our lives doing the wrong thing! What if you could reverse it � make your life about that one thing that excites you? Would you trade everything for it? That’s the number one reason drug addicts don’t get clean....they don’t want to. That high means everything to them, and yes, they know they’ll die one day but they’ll die high and they’re OK with that.
At some point we have to admit who we really are.
I called Domina Rati and traded everything � marriage, house, cars, cabin, lake front property, bank accounts, even the hotel I owned � all of it, to be a full time beast whore. I’ve never been so happy. All I do, everyday is fuck animals. People pay a lot of money to see it. Let’s be honest, OK? Women have been doing this for thousands of years for all the reasons I listed above. This is nothing new. When all the men were away at war, who do you think women were fucking? Yes, some turned lesbian but some decided to take a trip to the barn with the dogs, pigs and horses. We have a hole and it’s meant to be filled.
I’m actually quite proud of what I do! I don’t ask to wear a mask when I do it because I want people to know. No woman I’ve ever met � including my own sister � went back to humans once she had a beast. She dropped by to visit me once. She arrived a virgin and left with dog cum dripping out of her. She was hooked just like I am. Domina Rati blackmails her into doing it but she loves it.
As for my former husband, Domina Rati found some young, hot, teen, Asian piece of ass for him to fuck on a regular basis. He doesn’t know it but she works for Domina Rati and is gathering black mail material on him. He’s going to love it. From what my domme tells me, she bangs him several times a day. Hard!
Cock in pussy is the most natural thing ever. It’s where life begins.
In exchange for what I was giving her, I asked Domina Rati to make sure the cock never stopped with me. I wanted it daily, and every few hours. Yes, I’d be living on cat naps but so what?
My Domina decided to make me a true whore � that is that I fuck anyone or anything that walks through my door. No exceptions. I didn’t want a choice, so she removed it from the equation. She also has hard core porn blaring on the tv’s in my room at all times. There are times when I wake up with a cock in my mouth or fresh cum dripping out of me and have no idea how it got there. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m a whore. Go ahead and use me while I’m sleeping. If I’m being honest, that too is a turn on.
I know the risks � they’re a certainty. I’ll eventually get an STD and end up diseased. It will be a short life, and that’s part of what I like.
And that includes women. Sometimes I’m the fucker and sometimes the fuckee, almost all want to be eaten out.
When I first started, she wanted me on estrogen so I’d produce milk. It also has the added benefit of making me want cock even more. You’d be amazed how many men out there want to fuck me while I nurse them. Mommy fantasies. The younger they are, the more likely they want to nurse.
I don’t fake orgasms, because I don’t have to. I’m really this horny all the time. I’m eager for people to show up. Or animals...I prefer animals. Because of this my owner Domina Rati moved me to the barn at the Gallloway mansion full fime. No more hotel. She wanted me to live like an animal. She told me I’d spend most of the rest of my life on my knees in stocks, which is where I was now.
I wanted you to know how I got here, and why I got here. I don’t regret my choice to give up my husband and kids, career, or anything else that got me here. This is where I want to be!
Usually Domina Rati wore an elegant gown but this time she walked in front of me nude.
“Nymph, you’ve served ‘The Colliegeum’ with loyalty and honesty. You’ve been a very profitable whore for us.You’ve kept your word and fucked anyone, or anything, we’ve put in front of you. I’ve decided to reward you.”
“How much money have I made you?” I asked looking up from my position in the stocks.
“Millions. You’re not the only whore we have fucking animals, but for whatever reason, you’re the most watched � so I’ve decided to make you ‘animals only’. Only animals fuck you from here on out.”
I smiled. “What’s the catch? You’re not going to give me my dream without something in return.”
She laid down in front of me with her legs open. “You’ll still do oral with humans, of course. The main catch is, from now on, you never leave those stocks. You’ll be on your hands and knees the rest of your life, locked up as you are now with your head and hands through those holes.”
I looked her in the eyes. “I’ll agree under one condition: Dogs only. From now on, I’m a bitch.”
“Why dogs?” She asked sliding closer to me, putting her pussy right in front of my mouth.
“They’re longer than humans, thicker than humans and once they knot, they stay in you for fifteen minutes at least.”
She laid down flat on her back, her pussy against my mouth. She put her legs over my shoulders and rested her feet on my upper back.
I heard paws behind me and knew what was coming � moments later I felt a cock sliding into my pussy. Longer and wider than a human, and much smoother. It was a canine, the best cock ever.
I felt a wave of relief as he pushed into me. Like most, he wasn’t shy about it...no need to worry about my pleasure. I love that about animals - it’s all instincts to them. He went in fast, deep, and hard. I placed my lips around Rati’s pussy and sucked on her clit. She wove her fingers into my hair to get a good grip on me.
She must have really needed it because it didn’t take her long to cum. She squeezed her thighs tightly around my head and dug her fingernails into my scalp.
“You’re such a fucking whore, Nymph!” She screamed as she did.
“Fuck my pussy for me, please!” I screamed out. “PLEASE knot in me! Use me! Work that pussy! It’s yours!”
She twisted her body to the right to bleed off energy and got louder. “We all laugh at you! You disgust us! FUCK, I’m cumming hard!”
She sat up again, and slammed her hips into my mouth � humping me.” “FUCKING...BITCH!”
I raised my hips as best I could so my partner could slam into me at a better angle. He shoved into me and knotted. I screamed in pleasure and came instantly. All I could do was breathe faster and orgasm.
She rolled over on her hands and knees, and leaned in to give me a slow kiss on the lips, and look me in the eyes. “Thank you, whore. I needed that.”
And then it happened. One of the other dogs, smelling her scent, got loose. Before anyone could stop it, he had entered her and knotted immediately. His weight was more than she could hold up, and she fell flat on her belly with him wildly humping away at her.
She tried to get up to her hands and knees but he was just too heavy! She screamed, “No! No! I don’t want this! Get him out!”
She reached her hands out to me and I took them in mine. We all knew the truth, now that he’d knotted, he wasn’t coming out for about 15 minutes. There was no going back. It was too late. Even she knew that but she protested anyway. There was nothing anyone could do.
She screamed for it all to stop for a few minutes, but then her body betrayed her. She started to relax. She started to enjoy it. I was looking into her eyes when it happened. She exhaled a breath and nodded to me. “This....” She began. “This, um....OK...he feels really good.”
I smiled at her. “Let go.”
Shaking her head she said, “I can’t...I”m a lesbian. I’ve never had a man inside of me! I’m not attracted to males....I’ve never had dick!”
In her effort to get off the ground, she pushed hard with her hands and managed to push all the way up on her top part, then drove back against him. “FUCK! This feels REALLY good! I’m cumming! SHIT!” She screamed holding my hands in hers.
I shook my head. “Not anymore. Now you’re a dog cock loving bitch � and that’s the part that bothers you...it’s that you enjoy it!”
Her eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped. She wanted to argue, but she couldn’t. The truth was I was right and she knew it. “No! I....can’t...FUCK this feels amazing!”
As he came inside of her, she reared her head back and roared like a lioness � free for the first time in her life. Her whole body shook, convulsing in spasms of ecstasy When he finally pulled out of her with a loud ‘pop’ I might add, she laid flat on the ground motionless, panting and sweating.
She looked at me and asked in a whisper, “Is it always like that? I can’t catch my breath and I cant stop shaking.”
I kissed her softly and answered. “Yes, if not better. Now you know why I left my old life.”
She nodded, still shaking. She managed to get herself up on her hands and knees again.
Turning her head to the audience she growled, “Again.”
Like I said, there comes a point where you have to admit who you really are.
Her time had come the moment she did.