"You beast!" She bit her lip to keep from crying. "You awful beast!"
The animal pulled himself free and limped away, the white strings still leaking from his cocktip. Gayle staggered to her feet and held her hand against the sullied place. She felt so degraded, so ashamed! Her bottom tingled terribly, or was it wonderfully? She was getting so mixed up about what she should enjoy and what she should detest. She detested herself more than anything for being so weak-willed. And now she'd given herself a knot on the head and gotten fucked in the ass for her trouble.
Gayle walked unsteadily to the house, let herself in and climbed the stairs. She took a quick bath, jumped naked into bed and wondered if she might be able to cry herself to sleep. But the tears didn't come. She was too exhausted and mind-bent to cry. Instead she fell into dreamless, deep sleep.
Gayle awakened to breakfast in bed, brought in by her aunt. Her heavy spirits were immediately lifted by the fancy cooking and freshly squeezed orange juice. Ann Marie sat nearby making idle conversation.
"I just felt like surprising you. I'm really enjoying your company up here. I guess I needed a little human companionship for a change." Her aunt's emphasis on human was accompanied by a knowing smile. Gayle felt that Ann Marie was tired of playing secret games. She was on the verge of admitting all. Gayle wasn't so sure she wanted to hear about it though. She already knew more than she could stomach. She avoided any thoughts of what had happened to her the night before. She didn't even tell Ann Marie that she'd fallen and knocked herself out.
"I'm going to give Captain Marvel a bath today," Ann Marie announced. "He loves one every few days or so and I thought you could help me. He's such a big bugger."
"I don't know much about bathing dogs."
"You don't have to know anything." Ann Marie laughed. "Captain Marvel will understand. I suppose we should shampoo your Prince too so he won't feel left out."
"If Prince has done what he's supposed to do, I guess I could get back home."
"Oh, don't leave so quickly," her aunt begged. "And though Prince might be finished with Sissy, she might not be through with him."
Gayle remembered how tired the poor Doberman bitch had seemed the day before. Then she thought of Prince and his slick, slender prick. Before she could shake the memory, she'd imagined that thing teasing her hungry little cunt then sliding deep into it. She reddened, cursing herself for such wicked reveries.
"Does sex embarrass you?" her aunt asked suddenly.
"I suppose it does. Doesn't it embarrass everyone?"
"Perhaps. But if you have the right attitude…"
"Just what is the right attitude?" Gayle snapped, somewhat irritated by her aunt's pressures to loosen her up.
"The right attitude is to enjoy yourself." Ann Marie took Gayle's hand. "Listen, honey, I think you've guessed some things about me that you're too shy to say anything about. But I'm not shy. So I'll save you the trouble."
"Ann Marie, you really don't have to…"
"You know I fuck dogs, don't you?"
Gayle turned her face away but her aunt continued.
"You must have guessed by now if you haven't seen me. Because I really don't try too hard to cover it up. And let me tell you, honey, letting a big bastard like Captain Marvel fuck me is so wonderful…" She sighed and grasped Gayle's hand harder. "I wish I could turn you on to this scene. I know you'd forget all about men. They're not worth a God damn, let me assure you. What you really need is a faithful companion who really knows how to slip it to a girl. Why…"
"Ann Marie!" Gayle gasped, swinging her legs to the floor and grabbing her robe. She started from the room, her aunt close behind. They went down the stairs, Ann Marie never letting up for a second.
"… and they're cleaner than most men. Really, Gayle! They know how to use their tongues too, if you take the time to instruct them a little bit. Why Captain Marvel can lick me into a froth in no time at all. And his cock! Have you really looked at it?"
By this time, Gayle was trembling. She fished a beer out of the refrigerator, knowing she'd only just had breakfast. But she needed a drink, badly!
"That's why I wanted you to help me bathe Captain Marvel. When you see soap all over his cock, when you actually touch him…"
"Ann Marie, I have touched him!" Gayle blushed for having blurted out the truth, but she didn't turn away from her aunt's surprised look. "Yes. I did touch him. He was trying to make me do… naughty things. I had to grab him. I had to…" She bit her lip.
"What did you have to do, baby?" Ann Marie asked in a whisper. She seemed very excited by all this.
"I made him spurt out all that cream. His cum, I guess you call it."
"You know what it's called. Don't play Miss Dumb with me," her aunt knowingly said. Gayle had to laugh but she quickly pulled a stern expression and swigged her beer.
"I just don't want to get mixed up with dogs. For God's sake, it isn't normal. It isn't natural."
Ann Marie gave her slender shoulders a hug. "That's what makes it so much fun!"
Gayle looked at her aunt like she was crazy. Then she finished her beer with a gulp. Ann Marie got her another one and took one for herself.
"Here, take a little brandy with it. I want to loosen you up. This can really be fun," she giggled. "Bath time for Captain Marvel."
"I really don't…" But the brandy glass was in her fingers and she tipped it up. There was something about her aunt's fun-loving nature that drew her in, carried her along. She followed Ann Marie to the kitchen door but hesitated. "Let me at least put some clothes on."
"Oh no, that would spoil it."
"But I'm naked under this robe."
"That's perfect. You see, when we give Captain Marvel his bath, we kind of take one too."
Gayle pulled back in horror as her aunt's fingers closed on her wrist. But already the booze was taking effect and she let herself be dragged into the back yard. Ann Marie had set up a small kiddie pond. It was big enough for the Great Dane and the two of them. The water from the hose was warm because of the sun and Gayle was instructed to wet the Great Dane's coat while Ann Marie undressed. Gayle still had her robe around her but the bottom was trailing in the water now.
"Your turn!" her aunt said, stepping naked into the plastic pool. She had a bar of soap in one hand and her nipples stood out proudly in the bright morning sun.
Gayle undid her robe and threw it on the grass. The dog was getting very wet now, and as her aunt began to lather his coat up good, Gayle relaxed some. It didn't seem so awful except for the fact that the two of them were naked. If anyone would happen to see them, she didn't know how they'd explain things. But since the place was on private land and the gates were locked, there seemed a slim chance of that happening.
"You soap from the rear, I'll soap from the front," her aunt said. Dutifully, Gayle began to lather the big dog's fur. It felt funny, even a little erotic to be spreading the soapy foam around. Gayle was careful to stay away from the underside of the dog's belly. She recalled all too well how he'd driven his hot cock into her ass the night before. Despite her aunt's shameless behavior around Captain Marvel, Gayle wanted no part of it. Yet her naked body tingled as she ran her soft, soapy palms across the dog's wet fur.
"He likes what you're doing," Ann Marie told her. "But don't be afraid to do what he really likes."
"What's that?" Gayle asked, already knowing the answer.
"Look… do it like this!"
Taking Gayle's small hand, she pushed it down and made her grab the Great Dane's cocksheath. Gayle trembled. The dog turned to gaze lovingly at her slender nakedness and she felt lightheaded and scared. She knew what would happen if she kept squeezing that sheath. His cock was already poking its pink tip out and the soapy foam frothed down over it.