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Carla's Capture Page 30
I was horrified! I had just had an orgasm, a really good orgasm that went on and on - - because of a dog! I had the warm, soft feeling of a good climax flooding through my body while my mind reeled in disgust! And a complete stranger had watched it all, sitting so close that he could have touched my face at any time! I was mortified, and wanted to crawl under the bed next to me! I opened my eyes and saw that the observer was no longer bent over me and now sat back upright. I looked down and saw Ivan lying quietly at the end of the mat near my feet. Then I remembered what was next! I had received oral sex from Ivan and now had to give it in return!!! My thoughts all faded away and my mind became almost blank. I knew that I had to do this horrible, revolting act to protect Dawn, but I had no idea how to do what was required. Also, I was a little afraid, because Ivan was a very large dog! If I did something wrong, or hurt him in some way, he might bite. The voice said, “Cut!” The relief was overwhelming! I didn’t have to continue! Maybe Dawn and I could go home now! The voice said,” sit up and listen to the trainer, Carla, and he will tell you what to do next.” My heart sank as I understood that I was going to have to continue with this horrible act! To make it worse than it already was, I had to sit naked while the masked observer told me what I had to do. Wait, not observer, the voice had just said ‘trainer.’ This masked stranger was a dog trainer, and now he was going to train me how to have sex with an animal! I wanted to cry, or maybe scream, or laugh hysterically, I didn’t know which. I was about to commit the most depraved act I could conceive of, and thought it was funny! No – not funny, I was just becoming irrational! The strain was driving me over the edge into insanity. What they wanted me to do was unthinkable, yet I had to think about it, so that I could be trained to do it. All of this had flashed through my mind in an instant, as I sat up, put my back against the bed, and turned toward the observer- no- the trainer! I looked at him and asked, “What should I do?” The trainer said, “Start by petting and scratching Ivan as you would any dog.” “He loves people and loves to be petted.” “When you are ready, place your hand on his organ and stroke it the same way that you stroke a man.” “Ivan’s organ is covered with the same kind of skin as the rest of his body, but it is loose and slides up and down his organ.” “The skin is called a sheath.” “The sliding will cause his organ to extend out of the sheath and you can rub the organ directly.” “You must be gentle with the exposed organ as it is sensitive.” “Push the sheath back until you see the swelling at the base of the organ.” “The swelling is called the knot and when the sheath is pushed above the knot, it will often remain there.” “You can then take his organ in your mouth and stimulate it as you would a man.” “Do not allow his knot in your mouth unless you are ready for him to climax.” “Do you understand?”
I could not speak! His instructions had caused me to produce vivid pictures in my mind, of the actions he described! I could use my hand as he said, but not my mouth! I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to use my mouth. That would be to much – it just couldn’t happen! No women could do that to a dog! As if he was reading my mind, the trainer said, “don’t worry, Ivan has done this many times before with other women.” “He knows what to expect and will be patient while you learn.” My mind reeled with what he had said, ‘many other women!’ Other women had done the unspeakable act that was expected of me. The idea of having this animal’s penis in my mouth was far beyond any of my wildest fantasies or worst nightmares! It was also physically revolting, I realized, as my stomach began to churn. My feelings must have shown on my face, but were misunderstood by the trainer. He said, “Don’t be frightened, Ivan is very gentle.” He looked at the dog and said, “Ivan, come here.” The dog got up and walked to the trainer. When he stopped, he was standing right in front of me and facing his trainer, who said, “pet him now.” Ivan was a beautiful animal, and I had no problem with the idea of petting him. I reached out and ran my hand down his neck, from the back of his head to his shoulders. Then I used my other hand to pet from under his jaws, down his throat to his chest. His coat was soft and silky as I ran my finger through it and continued to pet him. The trainer said,” pet his back and sides.” Again, I had no problem with his suggestions, and did as he asked. Ivan was a tall dog, so sitting as I was; my eyes were just below his shoulders and level with his hindquarters. I had to slide a little closer so that I could reach all of his back, and as I did, the awful truth of what I was about to do, came to my mind. The chant started silently running through my brain again. ‘You have to do this for Dawn’ was all I could think of as I petted Ivan. Those words were all that kept me going, as I slid one hand under the dog’s belly and moved it back until I found his penis, hidden in its silky sheath.
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