Taylor’s Best Friend 3

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Taylor watched from her upstairs window as her Dad pulled away from the driveway from her desk. Bently was sitting beside her as she absentmindedly petted him. Dad had already said goodbye to her for the trip and he was going to his week long conference for work. It had kind of been awkward in truth, barely talking for a month, just kind of living together, Dad getting the food with her sometimes cooking. He’d brought up that he was going away this month and Taylor had said okay.

It had been much the same this morning as well. They’d said goodbye, there had been an awkward silence, and then Dad had left the room. Taylor watched as she saw the vehicle drive down the street. As she watched the lights slowly dim in the early morning fog, she started to feel her breath quickening as she felt her heart thumping quicker the farther Dad got from here. Taylor's smile and anticipation grew the farther he got from the house. Taylor rubbed her legs together and felt that she was already getting wet, then Bently made a sound and was looking up at her. Taylor looked back, her smile almost manic now as Dad had finally disappeared.

Taylor could see how Bently’s tail wagged, and saw how her best friend and lover’s cock was starting to poke out of his sheath. He could smell how aroused she was getting, how excited she was to have this week all to themselves. Taylor slowly rose from her seat at her desk, and began to pull off her pyjama pants as she walked over to her closet. As she walked over to it, she began to shed her shirt as well, and by the time she reached it she was left in only her panties, since she didn’t really have the breasts to justify a bra to bed.

Opening her closet, Taylor began to push aside the clothing there until she could see the back of the closet. There was her bullying journal, the items she’d gotten together for her costume when it was finished, but most importantly, more important than either of the items at the moment, was what she was going to wear for the weekend. Taylor grabbed the large metal box and began to make her way downstairs. Bently followed close behind as they walked downstairs.

Entering the kitchen, Taylor finally shed her panties and tossed them into the laundry room. She wouldn’t be needing them until the week was over anyways, not with what she had planned. Placing the box on the table, Taylor opened it to reveal pairs of sleeves and stockings with in built restraints in them. She’d found them while on one of her runs with Bently while going through the Docks. They had been in one of the abandoned warehouses, among various other things she’d found, but this was the only thing she’d taken. She wouldn’t be able to hide anything else in her closet, not that she really needed anything more than these, what with Bently being such a good lover.

As if summoned by Taylor’s thoughts alone, Bently chose that moment to make sure that she hadn’t forgotten him, and shoved his nose between her legs. Taylor let out a surprised yelp that turned into a gasp as Bently began to lick at Taylor’s pussy. Taylor grabbed onto the table as Bently licked at her, while her smile grew. Reaching down, Taylor began to pet Bently’s head as he licked at his favourite place as she spread her legs for him to lick at her.

Taylor hummed at the exciting sensations Bently was sending through, teasing her with each drag of his rough tongue on her lower lips. She wasn’t sure if Bently was trying to make her deliberately aroused so that she would finally get down on all fours and let her get fucked, or if he’s sniffed her arousal himself and knew that his bitch needed a good dicking, but she wanted to get all ready for him first. Granted, this was more for her enjoyment than his, he probably didn’t even care, but Taylor was a horny, naughty bitch, so she was going to enjoy the little fantasy she’d had ever since she found these and learned that Dad was going away for a week.

Despite Bently bringing her closer and closer to edge, Taylor continued where she’d left off, and started to pull the restraints out. A pair for her legs, and a pair for her arms. From what Taylor could see they each had belts that could be easily fastened and unfastened while in bondage, the arms at least, then it was a cakewalk for the legs to be unfastened. Then there were locks that went with them that made that no longer possible to unfasten them unless the key for the padlocks were used. Luckily Taylor’s bugs were able to lock and unlock the locks themselves so she wouldn’t be completely stuck if she locked the ones on her arms, but she wasn’t planning on that. She’d just be locking her legs. Maybe another time she would lock her arms as well, when she could better prepare.

Taylor pulled away from Bently now, and when he came forward again, his tongue out as he panted, Taylor put a hand out.

“Sit,” she ordered and he stopped, sat down, and merely watched her. Blushing, Taylor started to slip on the soft leather stockings and arm length gloves, sliding them up her legs and arms, feeling the soft material on her body. At the same time Taylor felt herself getting excited as she put on the gear, as she was getting closer and closer to her weekend on her hands and knees, not having to worry about anything but being with Bently, enjoying his company, being able to properly embrace his love, and be able to be properly comforted by him.

Getting down on her knees, Taylor started to strap the belts on around her legs, making sure they were firm but not extremely tight. She didn’t want to cut off circulation, and she wanted to be comfortable during her time with Bently. With clicks, Taylor’s legs were secured. Looking up now, Taylor saw Bently, still sitting there, as his cock had fully slid out of his sheath, standing in all of it’s red rockety glory… she really needed to figure out a better synonym for Bently’s dick.

Concerns over the repetitiveness of her internal monologue were left to later however as Taylor felt her mouth water at the red pillar of cock that had driven her to orgasm so many times before. If Japanese porn was anything to go by, Taylor could say with certainty that she was addicted to Bently’s dick, how warm it was, how it filled her needy, slutty bitch pussy, and then how warm she felt when it was deep inside of her, pumping her full of his molten cum. Taylor quickly realised that she’d started to gyrate her hips at the sight of Bently, and smiled, making sure to not show teeth. She’d learned from a kind girl she ran into while walking Bently that dogs didn’t like teeth.

Crawling forward, Taylor easily fit underneath Bently who looked down at her, panting, and from his cock, obviously wanting to fuck her, to drive his cock into his bitch, yet he remained sitting. Such a wonderful boy. Taylor was going to give him a treat.

Leaning forward, Taylor slowly started to slide her lips around the point of Bently’s dick, her tongue shooting out and licking at the tip. Taylor pushed her lips further as she licked around Bently’s dick, giving the dog a blowjob as a reward for being such a good boy. Taylor could hear that Bently’s panting was getting faster as she blew him, tasting his hot cock with her tongue as she lapped at him. She felt him getting even harder and bigger as she sucked on his dick. It tasted delicious, and she wanted more. She could certainly see herself doing this for a long time, just nursing Bently’s cock in her mouth as they rested, him licking her while she suckled him on a hot day when his heavy coat was heating him up too much to fuck her. She’d still make him feel good regardless. He deserved that much for the joy he brought her.

Bently started to whine and Taylor pulled back. He wanted to fuck her so bad but his dicipline was ironclad.

“Good boy,” Taylor said, as Bently stood up. Taylor leaned forward and licked at his face. Bently however was much better this then Taylor and immediately she was faced with an assault of slobbery tongue, slathering her face. Taylor laughed as Bently licked her and did her best to lick back, uncaring if she got slobber on her tongue. Dog mouths are cleaner than human mouths after all.

Taylor pulled back once again, giggling as she did so. Doing as she had many times before, Taylor turned herself around and presented her ass to Bently, wiggling it for him. They both wanted it, and Taylor felt her breath quicken as she presented herself to be taken. Despite all the times she’d done it before, this would be the first fuck of theirs that would mark the begging of their kinky week together, where they didn’t have to hide their activities from Dad, and school never got in the way. This week was about enjoying their time together, no trio, no Dad, nothing but fun.

Taylor felt Bently’s paws land on her upper back as he had many times before. Taylor widened her legs so that he could get in a bit easier, spreading her holes for him as well. He stepped forward just a bit more, his paws moving on her back to land on her shoulders, before wrapping around them. Taylor could barely keep herself from panting along with Bently as the anticipation continued to build in her, leaving her pussy wet with more than just Bently’s slobber from earlier. Taylor let out a shuddering breath as Bently got more comfortable overtop of her, and she could feel his red rocket pressing slightly into her pussy, yet he didn’t thrust yet. Taylor whined, her lust overwhelming her, then, Bently thrust into her.

A moan was ripped from Taylor’s mouth as Bently hot rod was driven into her pussy, filling her with the thick red cock that she’d just moments ago been licking and sucking. Bently dove into her with a wild abandon, driving his cock into her bitch hole, breeding her on his cock that she loved so much. Bently’s paws even pulled her onto his cock as he thrust forward, making sure that his cock got as far into Taylor as it could, filling her completely with his dick. Taylor tried to help as well, trying to clench whenever she could so that Bently’s cock was massaged as it entered her, sliding in and hitting her special spots, making her feel so full and warm.

Taylor’s mind was a lustful haze as Bently continued to breed her, driving his hot poker into her pussy, filling Taylor’s mind more and more with the haze that she associated with her lust. Each thrust of Bently cock was driving a wave of pleasure through Taylor that contributed to the haze clouding her mind. Even now Taylor wanted to go further, she wanted more, she wanted Bently to breed her hard, she wanted to feel Bently’s knot fill her up as molten cum filled her womb.

For a moment, she pictured herself heavily pregnant while Bently fucked her, her belly sliding across the ground as Bently continued to breed her. She imagined that inside of her dream version’s belly was Bently’s puppies, filling her up, but unlike a regular bitch, her heat would never be sated. She’d want to breed and breed and breed, and Bently, ever the gentledog would oblige her, continuing to fuck her silly and filling her with his seed, furthering her addiction to his cock with every thrust into her, driving her closer and closer to edge until he came and filled her poor pussy with his knot, locking them together.

Taylor felt a lick on her cheek, and she turned her head, and sticking her tongue out, while Bently did the same, the two of them french kissing as Bently thrust into her, driving her closer and closer to rapture as her mind continued to be filled with her fantasies. She imagined herself dressed in a bitch suit like she’d seen on the internet, coloured like her hair, her hands stuck in mits with a doggy bondage hood over her head. She’d look like a dog, with a tail plug in her ass, filling her up as Bently continued to fuck her.

Taylor closed her eyes as she focused on the pleasure as the two licked each other, kissing deeply as Bently got faster and faster. A bubble in Taylor was growing more and more as Bently fucked her, each thrust filling it up in her, and she knew that at some point it would blow up too much, and when it burst she’d cum, she’d moan like the wanton bitch that she was. She’d cum and Bently would hopefully cum to, filling her with his wondrous seed, and plugging her with his knot. Filling her, expanding inside of her, and locking them together as they calmed down.

Not that Taylor would really be able to calm down. Whenever Bently was around, she felt like she was constantly in heat, being driven further and further into her lust the more Bently and her played and fucked. Even just being in his presence filled her with an electric thrill and happiness. Even if they weren’t fucking she was happy as being with him, hugging him close drove all the pain, all the suffering away. She could just lie there and drift away at his scent. The first time they’d done it, Taylor wasn’t really sure why she’d done it, or even at the time how she could have lowered herself to become something worse than even what Emma had accused her of, a dog fucker. Taylor however no longer cared, she was happy, and in truth, she wasn’t even sure that being fucked by Bently even made her worse than anything Emma could say she was. It filled her with such joy to be fucked by Bently, to be filled up with his cock.

Taylor’s arms gave out on her as the pleasure was getting to be too much. Her concentration slipped as Bently fucked her. His arms pulled back until they held onto her hips and thighs, continuing to pull her back onto his raging red rocket that was churning up her insides and filling her with such ecstasy, pushing her further and further to the edge of orgasm until she was right at the edge of the cliff. Taylor began to cry out loudly as she felt herself getting driven closer and closer to the edge with every thrust driving a wave of pleasure through her. Her tongue lolled out like the bitch she was as she came closer, and closer… and… closer…

With a final few thrusts Taylor felt Bently begin to cum, shooting blasts of doggy cum into her while his knot inflated, filling her completely with it’s girth. Cum shot into her pussy and her womb, willing her most sacred place with his beautiful cum while his cock continued to thrust just barely more as it lodged itself into Taylor, and with a cry Taylor herself finally was driven off the edge as her cunt clenched down on Bently. Taylor’s eyes went crossed as she could no longer see, she could only focus on how her lower lips clenched and squeezed around Bently’s red rocket, milking it of it’s cum and continuing to drive more and more the delightful substance into her womb, filling her with a warm and fuzzy feeling as she rode the waves of rapture that flowed through the both of them.

After a moment, Taylor felt Bently hop off of her, and still to paralysed to move, she felt herself being pulled by Bently, the knot making sure that they were still locked together. Taylor let out small little “ah”s with each pull before she tried her best to follow along with her lover. She knew at least where they were going, and quickly found the softness of Bently’s bed under her as Bently turned back around. The two of them, like they’d done many times before when Taylor got back from school, Laid down in the wonderfully plush bed. Once more feeling drowsy, Taylor did her best to snuggle into her lover’s side, the both of them still locked together by Bently’s knot. For once, Taylor knew she didn’t have to worry about getting up before Dad got home. They could finally enjoy each other’s company without any reservations. Taylor got up a bit so she could face her lover, and gave his face a lick, in which he did so as well, causing Taylor to giggle again, still high off of endorphins from their fucking as she laid back down, her eyes growing heavy as she let herself begin to drift off, safe in her lover’s embrace.

 

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Achieving Calm through Pet Play (Worm)

Was writing this at the same time as the post above.

 

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Taylor walked into Rachel’s little compound. It was one of the smaller ones at the edge of her territory. Taylor could feel Rachel up in the loft of the warehouse that made up the majority of the area. There were a couple of dogs here, like all of Rachel’s compounds. Unlike the others, there was no staff here, at least right now. Right now it was just Rachel, and now Taylor.

Rachel passed by the window of the loft above and saw her. Taylor gave a wave and Rachel waved back before moving away from the window. As Taylor continued to walk through the nearly empty warehouse, the dogs that were here started to run up to Taylor, barking and yapping, running up to her and greeting her excitedly. Taylor smiled down at them and did her best to pet them all wherever she could. Rachel’s regular dogs were too well trained to do that but the ones that were kept in this area were as usual playful. Taylor felt with her bugs Rachel grab a few things from upstairs and felt a blush begin to grow on her face, and the furnace that had been burning since her… her girlfriend, and wasn’t that weird to say, had texted her, telling her that she needed to destress.

Of course, Taylor wasn’t really sure how to destress most of the time, at least according to both Rachel and Aisha. She thought she’d been doing pretty well, all things considered, a nice bit of tea and a book while she let her bugs handle things, but apparently, that wasn’t enough for Rachel. So she’d send a text to Taylor, and Taylor would come over to… destress.

Rachel finally exited the stairs that went up to the loft. She smiled when she saw Taylor. No showing of teeth. While she’d been getting back into the habit of using human expressions, Rachel still didn’t do anything that could be interpreted by the dogs wrong. Not that Taylor would change that. Even so, it was nice to have her… girlfriend, do something small like that, despite how it wasn’t needed. Taylor seemed to understand Rachel best out of all of them, but it was still nice.

“Off!” Rachel called and the dogs obeyed, leaving Taylor alone and going back to what they were doing before, all except for one dog. Who butted at Taylor’s hand, and got another head scratch before he ran off.

“You’re spoiling him,” Rachel said as she came close.

“I guess I am,” Taylor responded. The two of them were silent for a moment before Rachel nodded her head towards one of the corners of the warehouse, to which Taylor nodded as well. It was the kind of silent communication that the two of them were getting better and better at. Taylor wasn’t sure if it was an unintended side effect of what they were doing or if it was just a part of… being together.

Taylor felt her heart flutter when Rachel wrapped her arm possessively around Taylor’s waist and drew her close. Taylor felt her blush return with full force as she was pulled into the butch woman’s embrace, and she snaked her arm around and did the same. The two of them walked over to the corner that Rachel had indicated. It was a small area where the dogs weren’t allowed, mostly through a small fence that Rachel had set up. The dogs knew not to jump it. It had a small bench there as well as a short and stout locker. Rachel started walking over to the locker, and Taylor, knowing exactly what to do, began to strip.

By the time that Rachel had opened up the locker, and had begun to pull out the toys and other things within, Taylor had already stripped off her clothes entirely. Despite herself, despite it just being the two of them, and Rachel had seen this probably twenty times by now, Taylor still felt the need to cover herself. Rachel saw this and sighed. Taylor, somewhat embarrassed, slowly pulled her arms away from her mosquito bite breasts and her pussy, biting her lip as she fought the urge to bring them back to her privates.

Finally finding what she was looking for, Rachel pulled out a bottle of lube, and a familiar black latex one-piece suit to go with her hair. There was a small zipper in the back of the suit that was where Taylor would be able to try to slip in, the lube was to make it easier to do that, as well as for her tail. Taylor blushed at the thought of her tail, and at the cutouts that were in the suit. It covered everything except for the important things, like her chest, her crotch, and her ass. Not that Taylor really minded, they were in the privacy of one of Bitch’s warehouses and, with exception of Parian’s territory, the territory of the Undersiders was the safest places outside of the rich people districts where the PRT sat on their ass pretending that they are helping the entire city when it was still the Undersiders bringing in the majority of the food.

“Taylor,” Rachel’s commanding voice pierced Taylor’s thoughts. Right, she was here to destress, to let that kind of stuff go for a while. Taylor gave a sheepish smile to her… girlfriend. That still won’t stop being weird after thinking of herself as straight all this time, but at the same time, it still makes her heart flutter a bit with just the thought.

Rachel popped the cap of the lube and started to smear it on her other hand. Taylor could have helped as well, but Rachel wanted to do this for her, and in truth, Rachel and Taylor both enjoyed when the butch girl playing with Taylor’s body. Making her gasp when she got too close to sensitive areas, as well as making her squirm as she went over her nipples, pinching them and making them go erect right in front of her. It certainly sparked a fire in Taylor when Rachel started to rub her with her rough hands, made slick with lube as she massaged her, making sure the lube got absolutely everywhere while at the same time loosening Taylor up.

Of course, she wasn’t just preparing Taylor for her latex one piece but her plug as well. As Rachel’s hands moved down to Taylor’s ass, a hand slid through her crack, sending a shiver down Taylor’s spine as the finger passed her back entrance. Taylor soon felt it return however as Rachel’s other hand slid around, and cupped Taylor’s muff. Taylor was already breathing harder in anticipation, and unconsciously a small smile had spread across her wide lips. Her pussy tensed and quivered, while her ass clenched. This was always how Rachel lubed her up back there, ever since she discovered that Taylor enjoyed when both her holes were being filled.

At the front, Taylor felt Rachel’s fingers begin to stroke at her already wet lower lips, while another lubed-up finger began to circle her back door, causing blood to flow into the area and make it all the more sensitive. Despite Taylor feeling that she was ready, and wanting this to go faster, Rachel didn’t continue farther, but rather continued to tease her. Taylor first bit her lip. She couldn’t do anything to compel Rachel, the butch girl would press into her when she felt that Taylor was ready and not a moment sooner. It was agonizing, it was torture to wait in anticipation while only getting the bare minimum of pleasure.

It was worth it.

Taylor let out a needy whine and Rachel finally pushed in, first the fingers teasing her pussy, then the finger circling her ass began to slowly push in, causing Taylor to gasp and let out a shuddering breath as Rachel sawed her fingers in and out of Taylor’s pussy. Meanwhile, Rachel’s other finger at Taylor’s back door slid in easily. From all the times that she’d worn her tail before, it wasn’t a surprise, but it still felt good to have Rachel’s digits digging into her, touching her in her most intimate places and causing small sparks of pleasure. Rachel sawed in and out of her, and Taylor did her best to ignore anything else. She ignored her bugs, she ignored the sounds of dogs behind them, she just focused on the feeling of being played with by her girlfriend.

Then it was over as Rachel moved on, but Taylor continued to focus on the quickly vanishing spark as Rachel went over her legs and feet with the lube. She’d be enjoying something much better soon enough but for now, she would be getting into her Latex suit. After which, they would be going through their regular session of puppy playtime among other things.

Stepping away from Taylor, Rachel reached for the Latex one-piece, held it open and off the ground enough that Taylor could step forward into it. All lubed up by Rachel, Taylor is able to easily begin to slip into the tight and restrictive material. The bodysuit was kind of like her costume in a way, only tighter, it pressed down on her just a bit, reminding her of its presence, and giving her something to focus on. Rachel continued to help Taylor into her outfit, helping her slide her arms into the sleeves and into the special doggy pawed gloves at the end. Once those were on, Taylor’s hands were effectively useless. With her hands in the special gloves, Rachel moved around to her backside. Taylor shivered as the breeze from her moving whisked past her exposed parts, leaving her breasts and pussy cold from the air, causing her nipples to harden even further.

Rachel wasted little time as she found the zipper on the outfit and began to zip it up, sealing Taylor inside of the latex suit. The zipper went all the way up from the middle of Taylor’s back up to the collar of the outfit. The latex was tight, and Taylor had slowly learned to enjoy that pressure on her. It was almost comforting, though not as comforting as what would be coming later. Taylor smiled a bit at the thought of it.

With the suit in place, Rachel reached around Taylor and rubbed her fingers over Taylor’s exposed breasts. Taylor let out a small moan as Rachel began to tease her sensitive nipples. Ever since they had started to do this, Taylor had been needing to add some padding to her bra in order to keep from stimulating her nipples while in costume. It wasn’t a big concern but it was an unwanted distraction while she was working. Right now though, it was a welcome tease as Taylor started to shift and squirm at her girlfriend's ministrations on her tits. Rachel knew she loved to be teased so she did it whenever they were alone. The moment however didn’t last as Rachel pulled herself away from Taylor and once more moved to the bench, and grabbed the leather restraints that were on it.

“Taylor, down,” Rachel commanded and Taylor obeyed. Taylor lowered herself to stand on all fours, her elbow and knees touching the floor as she looked up at Rachel who now towered above her. Rachel wiped her hands off on her jeans, getting the lube mostly off of it before she reached down. Taylor smiled and leaned her head forward, enjoying the sensation of Rachel rubbing it.

“Good girl,” was all Rachel said but it left Taylor beaming, happy, and feeling the heat in her increase because she was a good girl. Rachel didn’t waste any time here either, as she brought the restraints forth, Taylor would raise the limb Rachel wanted and it was quickly bound in two leather belts. They further restrained Taylor’s limbs so that she couldn’t even extend them outwards. Now all Taylor could do was walk on all four of her limbs. Luckily, there were elbow and knee pads that were integrated into the suit so Taylor wouldn’t be getting sore from moving around on her stumpy limbs. Rachel once more walked away from Taylor to the bench where the rest of her pet gear was, but this time, she didn’t come back to Taylor with a toy.

“Taylor, come,” Rachel commanded and Taylor obeyed, crawling forth to her girlfriend on four legs, already somewhat used to walking around like this from all their previous sessions. She quickly reached Rachel’s feet and Taylor looked up hopefully, and saw Rachel’s smiling face.

“Good girl,” Rachel declared once more, and rubbed Taylor’s head and gave Taylor that wonderful happy feeling she enjoyed whenever they would play with each other or just enjoy each other’s company during the downtime. Reaching over to her side, Rachel grabbed ahold of the next item to turn Taylor into a perfect pet for her, a head harness with a gag. The thing was, like the suit, made of latex and the gag part of the harness was shaped like a dog’s muzzle. There were also doggy ears that were at the top of the thing. The gag itself was a ring gag hidden on the inside of the thing while the rest of it were straps and buckles. The reason for the ring gag rather than any other kind was that it allowed Taylor to still let out barks and “woofs.”

“Taylor, open,” Rachel ordered. Without hesitation, Taylor opened her mouth wide. Rachel leaned forward and started inserting the ring gag into Taylor’s mouth. The hard metal kept Taylor’s mouth open while the snout covered her nose, filling her nostrils with the smell of cleaned latex. The lower straps came first, wrapping around her head, causing Rachel to pull her close so that she could reach around, and make sure Taylor’s hair was out of the way. It pushed Taylor’s muzzled face right into her girlfriend's crotch. Feeling playful, Taylor rubbed her latex snout against Rachel’s crotch while also enjoying rubbing her face against her girlfriend's thighs. It wasn’t the same as a head pat but the closeness, despite it being for a purpose, felt good to Taylor. It gave her one more thing to help her focus on the here and now and not the out there, not that she’d be giving it much thought as she already could feel herself sliding easily into the subby pet headspace she usually started to enter the further her transformation into a pet was.

A few more buckles and straps were secured, mostly for Taylor’s ears atop her head, and in nearly every way, she looked like a slutty human pup. Pulling back from Rachel’s crotch, Taylor looked up and saw Rachel reaching over to a large tail plug. Her large tail plug. Taylor’s ass clenched and her breath grew ragged in anticipation of being filled once more.

“Taylor, turn,” Taylor turned, perhaps a little too quickly as she nearly tripped over her own arms. With her ass facing Rachel, Taylor pushed her bound arms above her head so that she could present her ass better to Rachel for when she finally put Taylor’s plug in. Taylor heard the telltale sound of a cap being popped, and the lube she used before was once more slathered on Taylor’s ass. You could never have enough lube apparently. Once more slick fingers started to slide through Taylor’s crack, and massage Taylor’s back hole, causing Taylor to squirm from the sensations she was feeling coming from her ass. Taylor felt a smack on her ass and she yelped in surprise.

“Stay still,” Rachel ordered and Taylor did her best to stay motionless. She breathed deeply, in, and then out. Then Rachel pressed her fingers into Taylor’s hole once more, having already been loosened up from before. Taylor let out a little moan as a finger penetrated into her, then two. Taylor did her best to relax for the older girl as she sawed her finger in and out, pressing against her anal wall, and sending a tiny pulse of electric pleasure through her. Taylor didn’t get truly excited until she finally pulled them out though because Taylor knew what was coming next.

Taylor felt the tip of her tail plug touch her ass, causing her ring to twitch. Despite relaxing as much as she could, there was always a bit of a reactive twitch that came from her ass. Were Taylor in charge of putting on her own gear, she’d have just plunged it in, with little foreplay, but that was partially why Rachel was the one who was doing it. She was the one that made sure to make Taylor nice and warmed up before she put the plug in, she made sure that there was always enough lube and that they were using the proper kinds of lube rather than just lotion, and she was the one that had taken it upon herself to make sure that Taylor took proper care of herself, her and Lisa both. It was just one of the reasons that Taylor came to love her girlfriend, even if things would be getting done more efficiently if she didn’t constantly drag Taylor away from her work and made sure she was taking proper care of herself. A part of her argued that they needed to get this stuff done and that she could take care of herself later, but literally everyone else on the team disagreed with her.

The tail plug, Taylor’s tail plug, pushed further into her after a second of hesitation. It slowly, oh so slowly, pressed into her ass at a slow and steady push. Her ass parted around the thick plug, and Taylor closed her eyes, focusing on only the plug. It just kept pushing into her, more and more, becoming wider as more was filling her ass. Taylor breathed out deeply as the plug grew wider still. Taylor could feel herself dripping with arousal as Rachel continued to press into her and make her feel wonderful as the stretching sensation continued until finally, it reached the widest point. Taylor felt her ass reach the widest part of the plug, and then as it was pushed past, and then she felt her ass close around the plug, clenching down and pulling it inside of her, filling her up completely once more, sending a wave of pleasure through her with every clench of her ass on the plug. Taylor let out a soft moan for Rachel to show how she loved her tail, before giving her butt a small shake, causing her tail to wag happily.

Taylor’s tail was just that, a regular old tail plug, that matched her hair perfectly. If she had to guess a breed, it would likely be husky. Aisha had once sent the both of them a tinker tech tail plug that she’d found online. That one would mimic the mood of the sub it was in and mimic the movements a dog would make in those situations, and truth be told, Taylor was really tempted by it. Not enough to buy it of course, but sometimes it was nice to imagine what it would be like to have it, along with some of the other pet play related sex toys she found on the toybox’s website. Taylor felt a tap on her ass though as she enjoyed the feeling of finally being full once more.

“Taylor, turn,” heeding Rachel’s command, Taylor did so eagerly. Rachel smiled at her cute doggy girlfriend and held up a leash and collar.

“Sit girl,” and Taylor sat on her knees, spread wide as was most comfortable and presented herself for her girlfriend. Once more Rachel reached over to Taylor and buckled Taylor’s collar around her throat. It was just a regular dog collar but it was Taylor’s collar. It was the last thing that would turn her from just regular old and boring Taylor, into Taylor, one of Rachel’s pack which she took care of and loved dearly. Not that Rachel didn’t love regular boring Taylor, it was just, it was less fun. Something that Taylor had found she’d been sorely lacking these last couple of years.

“Good girl,” Rachel finally said, once more filling Taylor with that warm and fuzzy feeling as Rachel patted her head, and then her other hand went downward. Taylor felt like her eyes were lighting up as she realised she was getting a treat. Rachel reached down and with only a single finger, she began to finger her girlfriend, causing Taylor to pant. Taylor leaned back a bit and widened her hips so Rachel could get some easier access to her pussy. Rachel continued to play with Taylor’s wet snatch for a few seconds, massaging Taylor’s clit causing Taylor to begin to try to hump at Rachel’s hand as she moaned, but then Rachel pulled away. Taylor gave a sad and pitiful whine as she tried to hit Rachel with the sad puppy dog eyes. Rachel had seen such things a million times, however, and merely smirked at her. She wasn’t one to spoil her pets.

“After,” Rachel said before raising Taylor’s leash. “Come on, the others want to play,” she continued as she patted Taylor’s back for encouragement. Giving up the puppy dog eyes, Taylor stood up from where she was kneeling and happily made her way to the low fence, which now was much higher. Some of the dogs were there watching as Taylor and Rachel made their way to the fence’s gate. Rachel first knelt down and unhooked the leash from Taylor, then unlocked the gate and pushed it open. Taylor plodded out followed by Rachel and she was already being smelt by the other dogs while others yapped at her and Rachel, wanting to play. Taylor turned and looked to Rachel as she pulled from her pocket, a ball. Taylor, along with the other dogs, panted as Rachel squeezed it a little and it made a small squeak. They all waited with bated breath before Rachel threw it and they all went chasing after it.

Taylor forgot about everything else for the moment. For now, she was one of Rachel’s dogs, and she was both horny and having fun.

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Tired but happy, Taylor let her big butch girlfriend carry her up the stairs to the loft of her warehouse. They hadn’t played for too long, and while they could have played longer, Taylor had been getting much too horny to play as much and as hard as she had been before. Part of it was that Rachel would reward her for doing tricks and acting properly, which usually came in the form of playing with her pussy, playing with her tail plug a bit, or even giving her a belly rub which also consisted of a bit of nipple play as well. Some dogs followed while others continued to play downstairs. They, however, were going to be playing something a bit different.

Finally upstairs, Rachel carried Taylor to her room and placed her on the bed while she moved over to her dresser. Taylor turned around and watched as her girlfriend opened a drawer and pulled out a nice big red strap-on dildo. Taylor began to pant and wagged her tail with her butt to show Rachel how happy she was as she began to strap her dildo on. Once that was on, she walked over to the bed and started to get on.

“You ready?” Rachel asked, as if she really needed to, and was met with a jubilant “woof!” this elicited a smile from Rachel who patted Taylor’s head once more, making her feel all warm and fuzzy along with deliberately aroused to the point of needing sex.

“Taylor, present,” Rachel ordered and Taylor rushed to accomplish this, this time actually tripping over her arms, but was caught by Rachel who righted her. She turned around fully and pressed her bare chest against the covers of the bed, presenting her slick slit to her girlfriend and her big red cock. Rachel moved forward, pressing the cock head against Taylor's slit before she laid against Taylor’s back. Slowly, much too slowly, she slid into Taylor causing her to give out a soft moan as she finally had her other hole filled. Rachel’s head came up to Taylor’s as she fully hilted into Taylor, and whispered.

“Good girl,” before they started in earnest. Taylor couldn’t stop herself from moaning and groaning out loud as Rachel held her close as they fucked, the red dildo sliding into her easily, sending more signals of pleasure through Taylor. She tried her best to meet Rachel with her thrusts backwards which plunged the dildo deeper into Taylor. Taylor was panting fast, her play time downstairs and the rewards from it had been slowly fueling the lustful fire in Taylor in an extremely long bit of foreplay. Now Taylor was already feeling herself getting close to the edge of orgasming, being both bound up, surrounded by her lover, and being pleasured by her lover, it was going to be too much to ask for Taylor to go on for too much longer.

Even so, she didn’t want things to go so quickly, not after all the effort Rachel always put into these things just for her. So Taylor held on, trying to hold off on her orgasm which was becoming increasingly tough as her lover had been quickly learning how to best please Taylor, fucking her in her G-spot, sending rolling waves of ecstasy through her with each thrust.

Taylor, she wanted more, she wanted to get fucked more and to feel this more often. She wanted to be Rachel’s doggy slut for just a while longer, she didn’t want for this to come to an end so soon after it started. She wanted to feel the love that Rachel was giving her more, both in pleasure and in just being held close, while being able to be vulnerable with the girl that she loved. She loved the pleasure that she gave her, she loved being this close to her girlfriend, she even loved their kinky way of both making sure that Taylor calmed down and took care of herself, while at the same time making sure that Taylor actually got to have fun and enjoy her life and not get crushed by her responsibilities. She loved it, she wanted more of it, she wanted to stay Rachel’s dog for just a little while longer so she did her best to hold on as wave after wave of electric pleasure mixed with the wonderful feeling of her ass being so wonderfully full. With each thrust, Taylor’s ass clenched down causing each wave to become electrified as her perverted and trained ass caused the pleasure that Rachel was giving her was enhanced. The fire in her built higher, and higher, until it was a bonfire, growing out of control. Taylor let out a final orgasmic cry as she reached Nirvana and came.

They were paralyzed for a moment as Taylor cried out before Taylor went limp, and Rachel crashed beside her, her dildo still in Taylor’s twitching and orgasming snatch. It sent a cascade of pleasure through her with the movement that caused Taylor to squirm a bit in joy at the feeling. Taylor breathed rapidly for a long while as Rachel held her close on her bed, a hand stroking Taylor’s hair while another rubbed her belly, softly whispering “good girl” in her ear as Taylor tried to calm down. They laid like that for a while after Taylor had calmed down, just enjoying the spooning as Taylor started to feel her eyelid begin to droop. Happy, Taylor let herself drift off, safe in Rachel’s muscular arms.

Safe, and loved.