Barbara’s New Master

Barbara was jogging with her dog, Hank, through the lush parkland in her suburb.

The beautiful woman was having serious difficulty in keeping her huge, boisterous dog under control and he kept straining at his leash, especially when he spied another dog nearby.

Hank was a German Shepard and he was rapidly becoming a very large, imposing dog.

He was still young, but she secretly regretted the fact that she had bought such a huge dog to keep her company after her girlfriend of three years left her three weeks before their wedding.

When she got home, she went straight upstairs and ran a hot bath. She stripped out of her clothes, wrapped her hair in a towel and stepped gingerly in to the near scalding water. The soothing bubble-bath took away the aches and pains of her workout with the dog.

As she soaped herself up in the tub, her hands traveled over her firm body. Going to the gym three days a week was starting to transform her body, and she loved feeling of the firm ripples of her stomach as she worked the washcloth.

She used both hands to caress her creamy, melon-shaped breasts and before she realized it, she was becoming seriously aroused. It didn’t take much to arouse the shapely blonde.

As Barbara continued to pamper her body, her hands traveled down to her pussy, which was framed by a delightful triangle of peach-colored curls. As she slid the wedge of soap between her pouting pussy lips, she decided that it was time to shave her pussy.

It was a ritual that she liked to do every once in a while, and since she had recently bought a new vibrating dildo, she thought it would be appropriate to christen it with a perfectly bald cunt.

Barbara let some of the water run out of the bath so that her pussy mound was exposed. She rubbed some shaving cream in to the silky curls

above her cunt slit and, armed with a pink disposable razor, she slowly and tantalizingly removed her pubic hair.

It wasn’t difficult, as she had a tidy bush anyway. She liked to keep it neat, just like the chicks in the porno films she had started to buy over the internet.

When she had removed the last trace of hair from her snatch, she worked some moisturizer all over her smooth mound. She felt like she could climax just from the feeling of having the warm water lap at her exposed cunt lips.

She lightly toweled herself off and made her way to the bedroom.

Hank was in there, sitting on her bed.

“Get off the bed,” she said to the dog.

The dog just stared at her with a puzzled expression.

“Don’t forget, I’m the boss around here,”

Without warning, Hank jumped off the bed and pounced on her, almost knocking her down.

“You silly boy,” she said to the dog, as she tried to get him to sit.

“You’re acting really strangely today.”

Hank ignored his owner and kept jumping up at her.

“Down boy!” she ordered, but it was no good.

The dog was way too frisky, and she was having difficulty keeping the towel that was wrapped around her body from falling down around her ankles.

As she pulled him by the collar, he grabbed the corner of the towel in his jaws and tugged.

Barbara couldn’t keep hold of the dog and protect her modesty at the same time.

The apricot colored towel unraveled around the woman, leaving her totally naked.

“Hey you,” she said, grabbing the other end of the towel.

The dog refused to let go, thinking it was some sort of game. She got down on her knees and grabbed the stubborn dog by the collar, while she tried to release the towel from his mouth.

The dog just kept getting friskier, jumping up on his mistress with both paws.

Barbara wrestled with Hank and had to admit that she was having fun playing with her friend.

She was giggling like a schoolgirl and was now rolling around on the floor, playfully wrestling with him.

Every time she grabbed the dog, he escaped her grasp and reared up on his hind legs at her.

Barbara was getting quite flustered.

She was still nude, and she had to admit that the feeling of the dog’s short fur against her body was getting her flushed, especially when he brushed against her large, sensitive nipples.

She was crawling around the bedroom on her hands and knees and was able to grasp the dog in a mild headlock, but he pulled out and broke the hold. Barbara burst in to fits of laughter as the dog pranced around. As the dog approached her ass he reared up on his hind legs. His front paws ended up on her back.

“What the hell! Oh no, you don’t,” she exclaimed, as she realized her dog was trying to mount her.