Who Let The Dogs Out...

I’ve always loved a bit of the canine (the beast, not the tooth), so an opportunity to accommodate a ditty of a doggy nature with an act of erotic self degradation was, quite simply, a dream come true.

The ritual started like this, before taking a turn for the sensual…

I was called up onto the stage but two beautiful young ladies (one clearly more delightful than her colleague), and invited to take a seat. A prime ambition of my voyage of self discovery was to become more at ease within my own skin, and to grow more as a sexual being, so when these ladies removed my shirt, and loosened my trousers (pulling them down to my knees), I knew this was my time. Lady A held aloft a chalice of crushed ice, and provocatively rubbed a cube of it against my hardening nipples, at which point Lady B (the poorer relation to A) snatched the chalice and poured its contents down my undergarments.

An indescribable experience, let me tell you.

Ladies A and B then proceeded to mash the ice into my private areas, using grinding and gyrating motions, and despite the cold I was starting to feel rather hot!

The best was yet to come…

In a callous act of sexual humiliation, a dog collar was placed about my neck, and as I was forced onto all fours, Lady B sat on my back. I was whipped, spanked and lashed mercilessly throughout my 5 laps of the stage. Upon reaching the chequered flag, by head was forced into a dog bowl of unspecified alcohol by both ladies. A thrill, to say the least. But the treatment was not over.

I was stood up, and decorated with lipstick, mascara and permanent marker, in a ritual known as being “Made Up”. In this spiritual experience, messages were left for me from beyond this realm. I understood some of these messages immediately, though some I struggled, and continue to fight to understand. “I [heart] Cock”, “Little Cock [arrow pointing down]” and “Strippers [heart] XXX” I am still processing, and awaiting a point of greater spiritual and sexual enlightenment so I may understand fully.

To finish, I experienced the “Face Of Flesh”, which is reserved only for elders. I enjoyed greatly the sensation of having the mammaries of two delightful beings pressed against my features, and it was a fitting finale.

To be continued…