Dirty Diaries: A Darkly Erotic Novel (11 page)

As I did that, the giant bent down and put
a key into the lock on my cage, opening the door.  He reached in and grabbed
the end of the leash, giving it a rough yank.

"Come 'ere, little bitch," he
said.  I wasn't sure if he was calling me a bitch because he was an asshole, or
if he was trying to refer to me as a dog.  Actually, either way I decided he
was an asshole.

I got down on my hands and knees so that I
could come out of the door.  My B cup tits hanging down and swaying slightly as
I crawled. 

"Good doggy," he said.  Well,
that answered that.  "Sit!" he commanded.  I stopped crawling now
that I was out of the cage and went to sit in a cross legged position.  The
huge man yanked hard on the leash, wrenching my neck and causing me to cry out
in pain.  "Sit like a dog!" he snarled.

How the hell does a dog sit?  Probably not
cross legged.  I got up on my knees and  put my hands on them.

"Now beg." he said.

"For what?" I asked.

Another yank on the leash brought me
almost flat down on my stomach.  "Dogs don't talk," he snarled
again.  This guy really wanted some realism to this fantasy. 

I went to rub my sore neck but then
stopped myself.  Dogs wouldn't rub their neck.  I got back into a sitting
position and looked up at him.  I raised my hands into a curled position, as if
they were paws in front of me, and then stuck out my tongue and panted. 
"Woof," I said, unsure what he wanted me to do.

He smiled down at me, but it had no warmth
to it.  "Good dog."  He reached a hand into one of his pockets and
brought out a little biscuit and tossed it at me.  It hit me in the chest and
bounced off one of my breasts, hitting the floor.  I again stopped myself
before I reached out to grab it.  Instead I bent down and picked it up with my
mouth, gobbling it down quickly.

With my head still down near the ground, I
saw the big man drop to his knees out of the corner of my eye.  Then I felt a
big hand on my head, rubbing my hair.  Patting me.  "That's a good
doggie," he said.  "Now lay down and roll over, I'll give you a belly
rub.  Doggies love belly rubs."

I got down onto the carpet and rolled onto
my back, eyeing the big man warily.  My naked body was completely exposed to
him now.  My breasts and pink nipples were pointing up at the ceiling, my blond
bush the only thing hiding my pussy lips from his view. 

I watched as he reached one meaty hand
down and touched my belly.  His hand was warm but felt rough as he rubbed it in
circles.  He must work with his hands.  He continued this for a few moments but
then his hands wandered higher, grabbing roughly at my breasts and tweaking my
nipples.  He continued doing that for a few minutes, staring done at me with
his harsh black eyes.  I turned my own gaze away, not wanting to look at him
anymore.  I was humiliated enough, I didn't need to see this man staring at me
as if I was something less than human.

His hands continued to pull on my nipples
roughly and despite myself, I felt them start to harden.   My sensitive nubs
never fail to get aroused when tugged on and this was no exception, despite how
the rest of me felt.  Eventually his hands started to wander down my body until
they met my bush.  I hadn't trimmed in a little while, so it had grown longer
than I usually kept it.  The man pushed his thick fingers through the hair and
then down along my lips.  The roughness of his fingers rubbing along my clit
sent an unwelcome tingle along my spine.  I hated how my body betrayed me in
situations like this.  I felt utterly humiliated, yet I could feel myself
getting wet at the same time.

He dipped a finger into my moistening hole
and then pulled it back up and through my hair again.  This time, though, he
grabbed a handful of my pubes and gave a little tug.  I took a sharp breath in
surprise, letting out a little whimper of pain. 

The big man just chuckled, giving my belly
another little stroke.  "Does doggie want another treat?  I know what
doggies like."  He reached into yet another pocket on the inside of his
jacket and pulled out a small jar of peanut butter.  My mouth started watering
at the site of that.  I was starving and I did actually love peanut butter,
even if there wasn't anything to put it on.  I'd eat it right out of the jar at
this point.

He opened the top and stuck a couple of
fingers in, coating them.  “I’ve heard that puppies love peanut butter.”  He
lowered his fingers down to me and I eagerly started to lick them.  I ran my
tongue up and down his rough digits, trying to get every last bit of the creamy
treat.  I didn't care that his hands didn't even look very clean.  When it was
all gone, I closed my mouth and looked up at him, hoping he would offer me some
more.  My stomach was growling now, those small bits of food were just a tease
after having nothing for so long.

He place the jar down on the floor and
stood back up.  My eyes went immediately to the peanut butter and watched it
closely, wondering how much of it I could cram into my mouth if I just grabbed
it quickly before he could yank on the leash hard enough to pull me off.  I was
suddenly distracted as I noticed his pants and underwear hitting the floor out
of the corner of my eye.

I looked up and saw he had pulled off his
jacket and stood there in an old dirty sweatshirt, his pants around his ankles
and his cock standing straight out in front of him, ready to go.  And what a
cock it was.  I find from experience that a lot of really fat guys often had
small dicks, but this guy was definitely an exception that made the rule.  His
cock was as big proportionally as the rest of him.  It was like he had a two or
three cans of soup standing end to end jutting out from his body.  Super thick
and bigger than average length. 

He squatted back down and picked up the
jar as he dipped his fingers back in and scooped out a huge handful.  He then
smeared it all over his cock.  Another handful and he covered his balls as
well.  He picked up my leash and gave it a tug.  "Here girl, come and get
it!" he said.

I didn't even care how demeaning it was, I
scrambled quickly onto all fours and shuffled over to his cock, immediately
wrapping my lips around it and using my tongue to scrape off every bit of peanut
butter I could reach.  I bathed his big hairy balls with a coating of saliva
that replaced the sweet topping that was covering it, and as I did I watched
his dick grow even bigger. 

The big man squirmed in delight as he felt
my tongue dig into his balls to get a bit that had dropped under his sac and
then continue up and back onto his shaft to make another pass.  When his cock
was licked completely clean, I continued to nuzzle around his groin looking for
more and watched happily as he picked up the jar again.

Filling his hand once more, he started to
rub it under his balls and I immediately started to eat it away before he was
even done spreading it.  I followed his hand closely and didn't even notice
where it was heading until the taste of the peanut butter started to change
slightly.  It was all of a sudden more tangy, and not quite as sweet.  I looked
up and realized that I was digging the last bit of it out of his asshole,
having crawled completely under the big man. 

I stopped as soon as I realized what I was
doing, but he barked at me as soon as my tongue disappeared from his hole. 
"Finish the job, you dumb bitch.  Eat your treat!"  I felt his huge
hand push against the back of my head, mashing my face into his ass.  I stuck
out my tongue and continued eating the rest of the peanut butter, licking the
rim of his vile asshole to do so.  I started to smell him now, and it wasn't a
pleasant odor.  When I had finally gotten everything I stopped and he pulled on
my leash to get me to come out from under him.

As I emerged I saw his mammoth cock again,
the tip shiny with pre-cum and I knew he was ready to go.  He flipped me back
over onto my hands and knees and grabbed my ass hard with one hand.  I felt his
other hand press against my pussy and it felt slimy.  I looked back and saw him
smearing a large amount of peanut butter on my hole.  He was going to use that
as a lubricant since he knew there was no way he could get that huge dong of
his into me without something helping it along.

Before I could object, unsure whether it
would even work but mostly just glad he had brought the smooth variety instead
of the chunky, I felt the hard tip of his cock push against my lips, spreading
them wide. 

I let out a loud groan as he pushed slowly
into me.  His cock was so thick it was spreading the walls of my vagina
obscenely, filling me more than ever before.  The peanut butter lubricant was
working, although it still allowed for a lot of friction that was stimulating
me with each buttery inch.  He had both big hands grabbing my hips now, and he
balanced his big frame on his own knees.

When I finally felt his pelvis touch my
ass and knew he had pushed himself all the way in, I let out a breath of relief
that I didn't even know I was holding.  My body had adjusted to his size, but
it still felt like someone had parked a truck in my vagina. 

Pausing for only a moment, the large man
now started to pull his dick out, the peanut butter lube causing his dick to
rub against me and heat up .  It was a strange sensation, but I had to admit
that the combination of his size and the friction had already started to make
me feel pretty good.  It helped that I was on all fours and not forced to look
at him.

He began to thrust in earnest now.  In and
out, a steady rhythm to the soundtrack of his heavy breathing.  I leaned
forward against one arm and let my other one slide back down behind me to touch
my under-stimulated clit.  I was already feeling turned on, but I wanted to get
off.  There was no point in wasting this huge cock and letting him be the only
one that gets to cum.  I may hate my situation, but I'm always one to make the
best of things if possible.

I started to rub my little button, using
the discharge from my pussy as lubricant - a slippery mixture of my juices,
peanut butter and his pre-cum.  The grittiness of the peanut butter was a new
feeling on my clit, the friction it created causing my own orgasm to start to
approach almost immediately.

The big man behind me started to grunt
harder, his breathing getting louder and more labored.  I redoubled the efforts
on my clit, trying to finish before he did or else I may not get the chance. 
The hard cock pounding my pussy was starting to throb and his hands started to
dig harder into my hips.  My fingers spun along my clit at a furious pace and
the tension in my own body started to build. 

Back and forth his cock slammed into me,
the walls of my pussy being rubbed hard by the thickness within.  With a groan,
his nails started to cut my skin as they pressed hard and his hips rammed
against me a final time.  With a sudden gush, I felt his cock spew forth a
torrent of cum that splashed against my cervix.  The feeling of his final hard
thrust and the hot rush of liquid pushed me over the edge.  My own body started
to shake, contracting against the object within, trying to milk even more fluid
from its depths. 

I let out a scream of pleasure as pleasure
wracked my body.  I was still impaled by the thick spear jutting out from the
giant behind me, but it was already starting to lose some of its firmness.  I
continued to shake and shudder around it even as I felt him draw back and pull
out.  His cum oozed out from the newly vacant hole that was not stretched wider
than normal.  Once free, I collapsed onto my belly with my small white ass
still up in the air.

I could hear the man behind me stand up
and pull his pants back up.  "Back in your cage little pup," he
said.  I was too tired to move at first, but a rough nudge from his boot caused
me to scramble onto my hands and knees and crawl back into my little cell.  He
shut the door behind me and relocked it, and then left without another word.

I lay down on the thin carpet, peanut
butter and cum still leaking from my pussy.  If I had been able to, I would
have liked to have had a shower but since I was trapped, I just let myself
surrender to the post orgasm drowsiness and I fell quickly asleep.

I woke to a banging on my cage.  Through
bleary eyes I saw Charles unlocking my door.  He had my clothes from the other
day in his hands.  Once the cage was opened he dropped them down.

"Good job last night," he said. 
"You'll make a good pet.  You've earned a little break."