Chapter 3 - Exhibitionism with a dog and a cameraman

Alexis awoke to the sound of a cellphone vibrating on the table next to her. Instinctively she reached for it, and quickly found that her body was nowhere to be found. She cracked an eye open to see a static screen in front of her. The same one that she’d watched her holes impaled on a few days prior. It didn’t take long for the screen to connect to something-- a handheld phone camera. Of course the person was using portrait, like the degenerate they were.


Two people were pictured, walking down the road in the middle of the night. John, and another person wearing a gray trenchcoat. It took Alexis a moment to realize that was her body, which became obvious from not only her blue skin, but the fact that she could feel her legs and privates exposed to a cold breeze. That, and the fact that she watched and felt John slap her body’s ass. Of course that made her body wet, her body was sluttish enough that anything remotely sexual would flood her thighs and pussy.


It was when they reached a quiet plaza that the coat was flung off, revealing that she had nothing underneath and apparently had nipple piercings. Not that she’d ever gotten them, but they were hoop rings. The type that you would attach weights to or pull on. Her body couldn’t resist touching herself, playing with her sensitive nipples and using the piercings to twist and pull them in ways she’d never felt before. All the while, John put down a bag he’d been carrying, carefully removing from it several ropes, handcuffs, and a pink ribbed dildo.


Sitting down her body at a wooden bench, he spread her legs as far as they could go. He tied her ankles to the armrests, such that she could do nothing to stop anyone or anything from penetrating her leaking holes. Then he handcuffed her arms to a light pole behind the bench, leaving her pillowy soft jugs ripe for the taking. For a final touch, he shoved the dildo into her ass and turned it on.


Already she was drooling on the couch, her tongue lolling onto the floor. She could see her body squirting all over the city street, spasming without her control. Just the thought of her being exposed to the outside world, and free for the taking was enough for her to become heated inside. Not a single part of her was private, and John made sure of this by using scotch tape to pull apart her dripping wet lips and show her soft and pulsating insides.


He waited patiently for the night crowd to come in. A few strangers would be fine, and a few friends that he’d contacted with good news would be showing up. John took a seat, watching as the camera man took up close shots of her pussy. When John offered him the chance to have some fun, he accepted readily and dropped his pants, already ready to go.


While length was not one of his qualities, he was enthusiastic. Hammering in and out as he groped one of her breasts. Every few seconds he would wiggle the dildo in her ass around, pushing it in just a little farther each time. He could feel it pushing up against his dick within her walls, vibrating harshly. The cameraman started alternating the thrusts of the dildo with his own until he felt himself nearing the end. Balancing the camera on his shoulder, he gripped her ass with both hands and put himself into it, her breasts flopping up and down as he rammed into her.


Alexis could scarcely watch the TV-- as it was an odd and arousing thing to watch yourself being fucked from a man’s point of view-- but she could feel him expanding inside. Her bound legs twitched, fruitlessly trying to wrap around the man’s waist and wring him for all he had. She was forced to endure the possibility that some of his seed might not make it into her, and the helplessness made her cum right there and then.


Her walls tightening, the cameraman felt his member gripped by a velvet vice, and fully emptied his load inside. It was heaven for him, his milk massaged and milked by her muscles. It took a long few moments before he was presentable enough to put his pants back on, taping the cum dripping out from her pussy down onto the ground. Every now and then her sex would twitch a little from the orgasm, sending another wave of cum out. Her chest rose and fell as her heartbeat lowered. The cameraman would definitely be a good lay in the future.


John watched as a large german shepherd walked past him. It wasn’t a stray, given its collar, but its owner was nowhere to be found. It bumped into the cameraman as it sniffed at Alexis’ crotch. With one long, wet lick, it went from her ass to her clit. She shivered at the strange sensation, squinting at the TV to see a dog going down on her. While she’d never been with a dog before, it wasn’t like she had much of a choice at that moment. It could definitely eat her pussy any time she wanted, thinking as its rough tongue lapped over her.


It wasn’t long before it gently placed its snout on her clit and thrust its tongue inside, lathering all of her insides with its saliva. Alexis came, squirting on the dogs face while it moved its tongue even farther up. She couldn’t stop twitching as the dog refused to let up while she came, already more sensitive than she was before. While she didn’t know it, the dog was readying her.


Alexis sighed somewhat sadly at the removal of the tongue, but felt fur brush her body as the dog placed its paws on either side of her arms. It jabbed its massive red member forcefully against her entrance, finding purchase after the third try or so and sinking into her. Its member was as hot as an iron, and she was finding the pain wonderful. It invigorated her as the dog pumped in like the animal it was, lapping at her breasts all the while and biting them with no regard for her pleasure. It was instinct at that point.


But at the end of his dick she could feel something pressing against her entrance. A massive knot that was refused entrance into her small pussy that pounded against it again and again. The camera was focused on it now, watching as it battered her entrance like a circular puzzle piece trying to fit in a much smaller hole. The dog was relentless, its mouth clamping on her chest and drawing blood as it became a mindless animal. She could feel its time was coming near, and her body reacted accordingly. Her walls spasmed as she came, but it was then that the dog found its chance.


It thrust in, the knot locked inside. For a moment, nothing happened as the dog humped her, the tip of its penis lodged at the entrance of her womb. Realizing its goal was achieved, or perhaps acting on its instincts, it came down from its position above her and rested all four paws on the ground, its knot still inside her now airtight pussy.


Then and only then did a flood of white come out. She could see her belly filling up from the sheer volume of cum that the dog was putting inside her. Alexis kept expecting it to stop but it never did. Her womb and eggs were being violated by the seed of something that wasn’t even human, drowning her eggs and unable to fertilize them. They were like that for half an hour, until the dog’s dong had fully wilted and its knot had shrunk. It came out of her with a pop, along with a rush of semen. The dog didn’t even look back as her body slumped unconscious, the seed of a mongrel splashing onto the stones below the bench.


John looked at his watch. It was only a few minutes before his friends arrived and Alexis’ cum filled state simply wouldn’t do. Reaching into his bag, he grabbed a magic hose that Alexis herself had supplied a day earlier. One that was only a few short feet, and was not connected to a faucet, but nonetheless spat out water.


Lodging the hose into the entrance of her loose cunt, he turned on the hose. Alexis awoke to the feeling of cold water rushing through her insides and filling up her womb for the second time that day. Once John was satisfied, he removed the head of the hose. Semen and water flowed out in equal parts, leaving a sparkling clean pussy. He pinched her clit as a sort of greeting before heading back to his seat on a bench.


It was going to be a long night for her.


