Doggy Styles 7 – Duke’s Conquest

Doggy Styles 7 – Duke’s Conquest (Bestiality, Dom/Sub, FF)

Summary – Claire’s mother Darlene visits her friend Candice and brings along a friend.

Previous Chapter Summary – Claire found out why Sultan kept forgetting his lessons and gave him a special treat.

Note – This is a work of Fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity involving animals or sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can ruin your life. Don’t ruin your, or other people’s lives!

Darlene Davis opened the front door of her friend Candice’s house. “Candy, I’m here!” she yelled, as she put her keys back into her purse and closed the door behind her. Her tight yoga pants and sports halter hugged her body, showing off her generous curves.

Candice met her friend in the living room. She was braless, wearing a loose top and shorts. The two hugged and exchanged a sensual kiss, wrapping their arms around each other. Darlene’s slid her hands down to her friend’s ass and gripped each cheek firmly.

“How’s my horny little slut today?” Darlene asked, squeezing Candice’s ass and pulling her close.

Candice began grinding her crotch into Darlene’s. “I’m feeling very horny and very slutty right now,” Candice said, and pushed her tongue into Darlene’s mouth again.

“Mmmm, mmm,” Darlene hummed as she kissed her friend. She pulled away, sucking saliva back into her mouth. “You are a bit randy today, aren’t you Candy?” she asked, as she wiped her wet lips with the back of her hand.

“My pussy has been soaked all afternoon waiting for your little surprise.” Candice said. “I’ve not had a cum since the day before yesterday, like you told me.” She peered behind Darlene, looking for a bag, or a box, or a present of some kind. “You’ve been teasing me long enough. So where is it?”

“My, you’re impatient.” Darlene said with a sly smile. “First things first. Let’s go to the bedroom.” Darlene led her friend down the hall to the master bedroom.

“Strip,” Darlene said, to her submissive friend once they arrived. “And no more talking.”

Candice complied, wondering what her friend had in store for her. She knew she could count on at least two fabulous orgasms today. Candice quivered a little as her panties fell to the floor, wondering if she might be on the receiving end of a spanking or two (or twenty), or maybe a little hot wax dripped on her nipples and breasts, or at the very least, a good, long, tongue lashing.

“Get on the bed, slut.” Darlene ordered. “Doggy-style.”

Naked and exposed, Candice shivered and obediently climbed onto the bed. As she positioned herself, she tried not to smile. This was very exciting! She felt her pussy getting wetter. Candice faced the headboard, on all fours, with her ass in the air. The suspense was torturous!

Candice heard Darlene open the closet door and retrieve their box of sex toys; the ones she kept hidden, or tried to, from her husband. However, she no longer cared if he found her toys or not. He was away on business trips so often, he had no right to complain about what she did to amuse herself while he was gone.

Candice stared straight ahead, determined not to peek, waiting for her surprise. ‘Would it be the big dildo and the strap-on harness? Or maybe the wooden paddle? She loved having her naughty ass spanked.

She jumped when she felt Darlene’s hands on her face, as her friend placed a blindfold over her eyes. Then, she felt the familiar wrist and leg restraints tying her to the four posted bed – the bed she insisted her husband buy for her (just for these special occasions). Candice wiggled her ass in anticipation. Then, she felt something wrapping around her thigh, just above her knee. Then the other knee. Her pussy started to leak.

“Oh, the leg- spreaders! We haven’t used those in a long time! Since that time we…,”

SMACK!

Candice felt the sharp sting from a quick slap on her bare ass.

“Shut it, slut. Or do I have to use the ball-gag again?” Darlene asked.

“No, Darl…,” Candice quickly caught herself. “No Mistress.” Candice knew that once they started playing this sexy, naughty, game, she had to follow the rules or be punished. And Darlene could be a little harsh sometimes (not that she minded too much).

Darlene checked each restraint and then adjusted the leg-spreader one more notch. Satisfied, she stepped back and admired her work.

Candice tested her bonds. She had some freedom to move, but her ass would be raised and available to anyone.

She heard Darlene walking away, leaving her blindfolded and exposed. It was just like that time…, ‘No, she wouldn’t!’ Candice thought. The last time Darlene left her blindfolded and tied up helplessly, she had been fucked and fucked hard! Fuck by some anonymous man. It was so hot! She never did find out who it was and Darlene refused to tell her, even to this day. It made her crazy! Every time she met one of Darlene’s male friends or co-workers, she would wonder if he was the one who fucked her and heard her moaning and orgasming like an insatiable slut. Candice even thought it might have been Doug, Darlene’s husband, but he didn’t know the two of them were lovers. Or did he? Her mind raced. Darlene had been gone a long time.