At the Wedding: A Mind Control Fantasy - Part IV of V

by Alvo Torelli

(Mg, mc, ped, oral, nc)

Go here for Part I of Tara's Adventures

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Part IV: The day after the wedding: Tara makes new friends.

The rehearsal dinner went off without a hitch, although the whispered conversations around the table were all about the little slut who still dared to show her face in front of all of the wedding guests. Again Tara found herself the center of attention that she no longer desired.

For my part I was a very good boy, only using my little princess and her hot mouth once on the wedding day. Her father however, exceeded all my imaginings. I guess he decided that if his hot daughter (and her expensive tits) had decided to be an oral cum dump, then he was going to make the best of it. He raped her pretty mouth no less than three times over the course of the day as he got drunker and drunker.

With little to do before the actual wedding ceremony I had plenty of time to think about what I wanted to do about pretty little Tara's virginity, which clearly could not be allowed to survive the wedding week. I was in the mood for something special, something that really suited Tara's annoying, self-centered, cock-teasing personality. But I was struggling for inspiration. A simple walk usual helps with that and it was fortuitous that I took one in the late morning, as I immediately fell in with Egan.

Egan Deeter was the live-in caretaker for the fancy complex of bungalows we'd rented for the week of the wedding. He was about fifty, deeply tanned and prematurely aged by the harsh island sun. And five minutes of conversation made it clear he was a hopeless degenerate. A guy after my own heart.

As we walked on the main road, I asked Egan what he thought of the pretty voluptuous girl I'd seen him wander into a back room with the day before.

"Oh man," Egan drawled. "Can you believe tha' gal sucked at my dick? I mean whooee, I ain't never. An' she's pretty young 'un too. Maybe still a teen."

"I can believe it, Mr. Deeter, I surely can. Can you believe she's only thirteen-years-old?"

"Hot damn, thirteen, that's real young. Are you sure? I tried to fuck her, you know I did, but she wouldna' have nuffin to do with no fuckin, no sir - just a whole lotta cock suckin n ball lickin n she even begged me, yes sir, she out n out begged me to pop my cork right in her mouth. Lord if I didn't. Best god damn jism pump I had me in a long time. And damned if she wasn't an appreciative little 'ho. She was jerking and a moanin something fierce. Never met a gal before what liked sucking dick so much, no sir. "

"Oh yeah, she does love it," I responded. "You know, Mr. Deeter, meeting you here like this has given me an idea. You see, I have a small problem and I think you and your fine friends there could solve that problem for me, if you're interested. And in return, well, how would you like a second chance at the sweet little piece of ass, eh?"

As we walked, Egan Deeter and I easily came to an agreement on what I needed and how he could help. He assured me his friends would have no trouble helping out, enthusiastically. As the details became clearer to him he was positively effusive in anticipation. We parted, knowing we'd see each other soon. I still had a few things to gather, but now that a clear plan was formed I looked forward to the preparations.

The wedding itself was beautiful, even after a major row between the bride and groom when she discovered that he, too, had deposited his enthusiasm in another girl's pretty mouth. But she bought the story that he'd been drunk and didn't know what he was doing. Besides, everyone knew by then that Tara was a nymphomaniac whore who totally got off on sucking dick. So at last the groom was forgiven and the ceremony was a great success.

I had little interest in the drunken wedding party that went on into the wee hours in and around the pool. I stayed for a couple beers and some cake, but I retired early to rest up for an early morning. Early in the evening I told Tara not to drink anything and to be in bed by ten. I didn't want a bedraggled hungover girl in the morning. I gave her final instructions and sent her off to dreams of anticipation.

At five a.m. Tara appeared at the door of the caretaker's cottage, a modest one-bedroom apartment tucked at the back of the property. She looked amazing - freshly scrubbed, long black hair in a ponytail, no makeup to hide her youth and a killer outfit I'd picked up for her the day before - a very short pleated black skirt that flared out around her hips, a Daisy Mae white blouse tied in a knot under her ample breasts, revealing both her taught tanned stomach and the top half of her lacy red bra, and finally a pair of six inch black heels that brought out every muscle in her long perfect legs. It was quite the costume for our little performance and I was rather proud of it.

"God damn," Egan Deeter drawled when he opened the door to Tara's feeble knock. "She's even hotter in that getup than she was in a bikini!"

"Come on in Tara, this slobbering fool is Mr. Deeter. I think you 'met' him before, but you probably didn't catch his name." Tara entered the room at my words, trembling and wide-eyed. "Say hello to Mr. Deeter, Tara."

"Hello," Tara parroted immediately.

"Tell Mr. Deeter how much you liked sucking his dick, princess. Tell him what you thought of the taste of his hot cum."

"Oh god," Tara cried out, backing away from Egan who was leering up close to her, almost drooling on her heaving breasts. "I didn't like it! I hated it. The taste was horrid, just like all the others. It made me sick."

"Tha's not what it looked like to me, missy," Egan drawled. "It looked to me like you was having the time of yo' life sucking and slobberin' on my meat. I got you off, I did. You can't fool me, missy, no way."

"Oh god, please, get away from me!" Egan had Tara up against the door and he was starting to feel up her amazing breasts. "Stop it, oh god!"

"Back off Deeter," I said and Egan released Tara, but only after shooting me a nasty look over his shoulder. "You'll get your turn - I promised. We don't have all day here - we need to get started."

"Okay, it's your party mister, but I don't see why we don't just have a little fun on our own first." Egan growled, but he backed away from the frightened little girl, turning a leering smile on her.

"Tara," I began, "come into Mr. Deeter's bedroom." Tara's fear blossomed, but she had no choice but to follow me into the next room, with Egan close behind. There she found a carefully made double bed surrounded on three sides by high quality digital video cameras, high intensity lights and monitors showing the feeds from the cameras. It was clear at a glance that the room was to serve as a makeshift movie studio and it didn't take Tara any time at all to figure out who the movie star was going to be.

"Oh my god, what is this? What are you going to do?" Tara was horrified. "Please, please let me go!"

Ignoring Tara's pleas, as usual, I simply told her to stand at the foot of the bed, facing the middle camera. Egan got behind the eyepiece and signaled everything was ready there, then checked both of the other cameras quickly and gave me the thumbs up.

From off camera I started asking Tara questions. She squirmed, but she answered them truthfully, as she had to. We got through her name and age first, then it got more personal. "Tell me, Tara," I said, "what do you most want to be when you grow up?"

Tara gasped, but she answered, "A movie star."

"Well, you get to be a movie star today! You'll get to be the center of attention. And you can show us your great acting ability. Let's get started with a nice strip show Tara. Give us a really sexy strip tease, nice and slow - on the bed. And while you're doing that we can find out some more about you."

Tara gulped, but she couldn't resist the command. She stepped back onto the bed on her knees, her hands trembling, but at once she began to slowly remove her blouse as she writhed on the bed quite sexily.

"That's great Tara! Now, explain to us what a great actress you are Tara. Didn't you convince a lot of men that they made you very happy a couple of days ago, princess?"

"Uhm, yes?" Tara answered as her blouse came off and was thrown to the floor.

"Tell us how you did that? Explain what a great actress you were."

"Oh god, I, I sucked and licked at their dicks and their balls." Tara's amazing breasts came into view as her lacy bra was unhooked and slowly lowered. Her face was wracked with torment. "I begged then to shoot their gunk in my mouth and when they did I swallowed it and then I got the feeling, down in my pussy. The feeling was really strong, every time, and I couldn't control it. I acted like they made me have the feeling."

"What is that feeling called, Tara? And how much did you charge those men for licking and sucking them?"

"I, I think it's called an orgasm. I charged them five dollars." The anguish on Tara's pretty face contrasted wonderfully with the amazing strip tease she continued as I tormented her.

"Five dollars! Wow, you're pretty cheap Tara. What does that make you, Tara? Tell us what you call a girl who sucks cock for money. What are you, Tara?"

"Oh god! Please. I - I'm a whore. I'm a nasty whore."

"That's right, princess, you're a whore. And how many clients did you have? Tell us Tara."

"Oh! There were a lot of guys, I think 20, maybe more?" Tara swayed her sexy thirteen-year-old body from side to side as she unzipped her short skirt in the back.

"Wow, that's a lot of guys and a lot cum, princess. But why does that make you a great actress?"

"B-because they all though I liked it. I made them think I loved it. But I didn't!" Tara rolled onto her back and pushed the skirt slowly along her muscular legs and over her high heels, leaving her wearing nothing but her footwear.

"And today is no different, Tara," I continued. "Today you're going to show us what a great actress you are. You're going to act like you love everything you do. Tell us how it really made you feel to suck all those guys' dicks. And while you're telling us show us your hot little body, Tara. Go on now, show us some sexy poses."

The poor child had no choice but to follow my commands. "Oh god," she gasped as she struck a sexy pose, but tried in vain not to show any more of herself than she had to. Looking over her shoulder into the camera she said "I hated sucking them and licking is worse. And their gunk, their cum, it's disgusting. It makes me want to throw up every time." She continued to pose - on her back, then on her knees, but always with her legs tightly closed to protect her fragile cunt.

"So tell me, Tara, have you ever been fucked?"

Tara gasped again, but answered immediately, "no!"

"Oh, I don't think our audience believes you Tara. Do you believe her Mr. D.?"

Egan Deeter drawled from behind the camera "Hell no, no way. She's too fine a piece to be unspoiled."

"Uh-oh," I said. "Princess, you need to show our nice audience that you really are a virgin."

Tara looked to me with anguish. She was compelled to obey my command, but had no idea what to do. "H-how?" She asked.

"Just lay back on the bed, princess, and spread your legs real wide. Mr. D. will give all your viewers a nice view to find out if you're really still a virgin. That's right, just like that. Nice and wide. Go on Mr. D." Deeter got on his knees between Tara's legs with a portable video camera trained directly on her perfect little pussy. Tara could see herself on the monitor over Egan's shoulder. She really had a gorgeous pussy. After today it might be a bit stretched out, but at that moment it was perfect. Her outer pussy mounds were swollen hills of soft flesh and her inner pussy lips were tiny and immature. "Okay princess," I said, now use your fingers to spread your pussy nice and wide for the camera. If you're really a virgin, then show us your precious cherry."

"Oh no, no, oh god, please." Tara pleaded even as she opened up her flower to the camera. Egan grinned like a maniac, only inches from her fine pussy and Tara turned bright red with embarrassment. On the monitor her pussy grew to take up the entire picture. At my urging, Tara spread herself even wider and then it was clear - her hymen was intact.

"Well I'll be damned," drawled Deeter. "The little bitch is really a virgin. Holy shit." Egan backed the camera away from little Tara, but the other cameras still caught her exposed and vulnerable position on the bed. She was bright red with embarrassment and anguish.

"Wonderful, Tara, just wonderful," I said. "So tell us, Tara - do you want to get fucked now - are you ready to lose that pretty cherry of yours?"

Tara quickly closed her legs and tried vainly to hide her nakedness from the various cameras and our eyes. "Oh god, no, no, please! I'm too young. Oh, I couldn't, I couldn't, please don't fuck me. Please."

"But Tara," I said quickly, "your pussy is so ready to be fucked. Don't you feel how excited it is? Feel your pussy Tara, go on. Feel how wet and excited your pussy is. Your pussy wants to be fucked."

"Oh no, no, not again," Tara wailed but she opened her legs and dipped her fingers into her little pussy as commanded. Her fingers came away soaked and she trembled.

"Your pussy is aching to have an orgasm, isn't it Tara? You need an orgasm more than anything in the world. Don't you want to get fucked now, so you can have that orgasm?"

"No, no, no, please, please, don't rape me. I don't want to do that! Just let me have the orgasm. Please! I need it!" Tara fingered her sopping pussy wildly, desperate for release. "Please. Oh god, I need it."

"There's only one way to have your orgasm Tara," I said. "Get yourself good and ready. Get up on your hands and knees and show us that great ass of yours." The poor child obeyed instantly, positioning herself on her hands and knees, then reaching back with one hand to constantly finger her little cunt. "The only way to have your orgasm is to get fucked Tara. As soon as you have a nice big hot length of cock in your tight pussy you're going to have the biggest orgasm ever. You need it. You've never needed anything half as much as you need it - right now. So tell me, Tara, do you want to get fucked?"

"Oh god, oh god, yes! Yes, please, fuck me!"

"Good!" I responded. "Then it's time for you meet one of Mr D's friends, Tara. So put your hand down and spread your legs wider," I commanded. "That's right." Show the cameras your fantastic ass, Tara. Arch your back - a little more - perfect. Now hold that position, don't move and we'll introduce you to Mr. D's first friend."

That was the moment when Egan Deeter, as we'd agreed the day before, led one of his friends into the bedroom - a young hundred and twenty five pound Rottweiler show dog named Brutus. He was a magnificent beast and as he leapt enthusiastically up onto the bed with the frozen and terrified thirteen-year-old, it was striking how tiny she looked in comparison to him.

"No!" Tara cried out, still frozen in place on her hands and knees. "Oh god, no, no!" Her terrified wide eyes followed the dog as he excitedly circled her and sniffed at her naked body. And when he stuck his cold wet nose into the moist cleft between her legs she let out a scream. "Agghh! Oh, oh! Stop!"

"You said you wanted to be fucked, Tara." I observed. "This is Brutus, and he's here to help you out by being your very first sex partner."

"Not a dog, not a dog, not a dog! Oh please, oh god, please just let me have an orgasm and make him go away!"

But Brutus was on the scent now, and poor little Tara was doomed. She screamed in aguish when his big tongue slashed out and forcibly sampled the wetness deep in her cunt. He jumped up and down with excitement, barking, and Tara tried to flinch away from him. Brutus circled her again, licking and nipping at her as she tried to avoid him, but she was frozen in her position on her hands and knees - helpless to escape from him. Tara screamed again when Brutus pressed his huge tongue to her face, forcing a slobbery dog kiss onto her mouth.

"Kiss your lover, princess," I commanded. "Show him how much you want him to be your first. Kiss him. Use your tongue."

The poor girl did as she was commanded, of course. She opened her lips and kissed the huge dog, taking his big tongue into her mouth and sliding her tongue along his. The look of disgust and anguish on her face was intense. The huge dog seemed to love kissing her and he shoved his tongue deep over and over, sampling the fascinating taste of the little girl he was quickly deciding was his new bitch. Eventually the long tongue covered every inch of her face and neck and filled her mouth enough to leaver her spluttering. But then he excitedly moved on, exploring all of the tiny body.

"Oh god, OH!" Tara couldn't help but cry out when the big dog twisted and turned his long neck to get underneath her and take huge swipes at her amazing breasts. "Oh, oh, oh!" Her sensitive nipples were no match for the dog's rough, nearly prehensile tongue. They were instantly aroused and swollen into hard little points as she writhed from the intensity of his attention. "Please, please, make him stop!" she pleaded as Brutus continued to show considerable interest in her nipples.

But eventually Brutus caught another whiff of the ambrosia at Tara's pussy and he jumped up, ran around her again and then settled in behind her. He slathered her from behind, lapping rapidly at her pussy and her asshole, eagerly tasting the wonders of frightened little girl. Her pussy was so engorged with desire from my commands that it provided the huge canine with plenty of juicy sauce to whet his appetite and increase his excitement. And several inches of his bright red cock was peeking out from its furry sheath, a sight that we carefully caught with one of the cameras and relayed to the monitor for Tara's terrifying benefit.

"Look at that, Tara, on the monitor." She was forced to stare at the horrible sight. "That's his cock. He's going to put that inside of you Tara. Your lover-dog is going to open you up with that cock. He's going to tear away your cherry and make you his little bitch. He's going to fill you with his hot dog cum."

"No, no, no, please. Not a dog. I'll fuck you instead. Or him. Anything, please. Not a dog!" Tara held tight to her position on her hands and knees as she pleaded with me, but despite my command to freeze her body writhed from the intensity of the dog's huge rough tongue invading her most sensitive places. The dog moved wildly from side to side, getting more and more excited with every second.

"But you really really need an orgasm Tara. You can feel how much you need it. You need it now. And Brutus is the only one who can help you Tara. The only one. Do you want Brutus to fuck you, Tara? Tell me!"

"No, no, oh god, oh god. Yes! Yes! Please! Let him fuck me!"

"Do you want to be his bitch, Tara? Do you want to be a dog slut so that you can finally get your little pussy fucked good and hard?"

"Yes, yes, I do, I want to be his bitch. I'm a bitch. I'm a slut, a dog slut. PLEASE! Let him fuck me!"

Even as Tara spoke the terrible words - begging for a huge Rottweiler to take her virginity from her, the big canine leapt onto her back and wrapped his front paws around her waist, resting his considerable weight on her back. He immediately thrust his back hips against her buttocks with machine gun rapidity. Egan Deeter was ready and he instantly got into position with the portable video camera, shooting upwards from below the bed through the legs of the massive dog so that we didn't miss a second of Tara's canine ravishment.

The big dog's initial rapid thrusts at Tara's sex were too low and he only succeeded in searing her legs and stomach with hot precum. But for once, Tara's petite sexy size worked against her. It made her the perfect size for the brutal dog's attack. Even as she screamed in terror, he adjusted his grip and pulled her tighter, raising the level of his groin. The spike of red flesh, now fully extended from his body, pierced between the soft lips of Tara's cunt and entered her.

Tara let out an incredible scream as the huge dog deflowered her. She continued to scream as his cock plunged in and out of her at an incredible rate, each thrust deeper and deeper. It was amazing to see how fast the seven inch rod of pulsing and glistening red meat swelled, from the size of a small carrot to the girth of a rolling pin. In seconds Tara had gone from virgin to overstuffed - stuffed with the massive red cock of a brutish dog.

And to complete her humiliation, Tara's screams of terror reverted to screams of ecstasy as a massive, overwhelming, orgasm overtook her frail young body. Every nerve in her body fired. Every muscle rippled and her breathing nearly stopped as her pussy spasmed and grasped at the huge intruding wet cock that was raping her. With every vicious thrust of the dog's hips Tara grunted in pain and joy. Even without my control she would have been helpless to fight against the feelings coursing through her young body.

Brutus gave one final massive thrust and embedded his long cock fully into the child's pussy. His paws continued to clamp strongly around her waist and pull at her hips. His long tongue lolled across huge canine teeth, drooling onto Tara's neck and he panted heavily.

"Oh god, oh god, what's happening?" Tara cried out. "It's so big! What's happening?"

"Brutus is tying to you Tara. He's tying to his new bitch - that's you. The knot on his cock is swelling up so that his big cock will be stuck inside of your for a long time. And he's pumping you full of his hot dog cum. Can you feel it filling up your insides?"

"Yes, yes, oh god, please, it's too big!" Even as she pleaded for help, Tara's orgasm wracked her body. "Please, make it stop, take it out. Oh god, please, it's too much."

"If you were a real bitch your lover's cock would stay inside of you until the swelling went down, maybe half an hour or more. This is where you have to show us what a good actress you are, Tara, you have to grab that big cock with your pussy and you have to hold on to it. Don't let it come out! Convince your audience that you're just as good at fucking your big doggy lover as any bitch would be."

"Oh god, oh god," Tara continued to moan as more and more hot dog cum battered against her small womb.

It was an incredible sight. Tara looked so small under the huge Rottweiler and she thrashed beneath him, apparently in orgasmic appreciation of the mongrel's attentions. Her incongruous large breasts dangled beautifully and the nipples were swollen with arousal. But her plaintive cries and terrified countenance belied any idea that she was actually enjoying her canine rape. Despite the tight fit of Tara's tiny pussy around the massive dog cock, small rivulets of dog cum, stained with the blood from tearing her cherry, slithered down her smooth inner thighs. Her arms trembled from the strain of holding herself up under the dog's weight. As we watched, Tara's orgasm waned and ended, leaving her with nothing to diminish or distract from the huge knot of throbbing dog cock that was still pumping hot liquid into her womb.

Egan Deeter was grinning like a mad man at the sight of Tara and her canine lover. Catching my eye he said, "Ho-ley shit I aint never seen nothing like that. Jus' think what it must feel like. That Brutus, he gotta knot the size of your fist, and it's jammed up way deep inside o' her, it sho' is."

"It sho' is, Mr. D," I grinned back, mimicking Deeter before turning back to Tara. "And that big knot is going stay up inside you as long as you can hold onto it Princess, maybe half an hour. It seems a shame to have you just wait, hanging from Brutus' dick all that time with nothing to do. I'm sure Mr. D could think of something for you to do with that pretty mouth of yours. Couldn't you Mr. D."

"I sho' could think a somethin' sir," Egan responded as he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor, revealing his huge erection.

"No, no, please!" Tara wailed at the sight of the big cock. But she knew what was coming.

"Give Mr. D a really good blowjob Princess, and when he unloads his hot cum in your mouth you'll have another nice long orgasm. That'll help pass the time while you wait." Tara moaned in anguish, but seconds later she was busily sucking Egan's long cock down her throat as he knelt in front of her. She bobbed her head back and forth with the false eagerness she'd been trained to - only her eyes giving away the awful anguish and humiliation she felt.

"Mmmmmmmm!!" Tara complained loudly around Egan's big cock several minutes into the blowjob. "Mmmmm!" She was trying to scream because the big dog with his cock tied in her pussy had decided he wanted down off of her back. He tugged at her, still knotted, and couldn't free himself. Instincts took over and he settled for twisting him self around to throw one hind leg over Tara's back. "Mmmmmm!" She screamed again as the big cock strained at her entrance and twisted inside of her - still stretching her insides almost beyond her limits. But the big dog was powerful and determined. His leg came over the top of her and after a few moments of painful scrabbling, child and dog were butt to butt on the bed, still tied together by the huge knot on his cock and the unrelenting grip she was compelled to bring on it with her little pussy.

Egan chose that moment to grunt loudly and let loose a flood of hot cum into the pretty girl's sweet mouth. Tara spluttered, caught by surprise, and then her next orgasm crashed over her as reward for swallowing the nasty man's seed. Brutus whined and barked sharply as her orgasm caused her to convulsively squeeze even harder on his slowly deflating cock. Tara moaned loudly when the big dog pulled at his cock in an attempt to free himself from the tie. She strained with everything she had, trying to swallow all of Egan's cum even as she gripped compulsorily at Brutus's giant cock. But the two cocks pulled out of her at the same moment. There was an audible pop as the huge knot pulled through the tiny entrance to Tara' fuck tunnel. Even I was impressed at the massive girth of the cock and the shocking size of the knot - bigger than my fist. A flood of watery cum flowed from Tara's unplugged cunt, coating her legs and pooling on the bed between her knees.

Egan Deeter, showing surprising foresight and quickness for such a simpleton, grabbed the big dog by the collar and hauled him around to the other side of the bed. He reached under the dog to the massive pendulous red cock that glistened with the little girl's juices. "Quick," he said, "while he's still docile - tell her to suck him!" Then he swung the huge phallus up between the dog's hind legs, gripping it just behind the gigantic knot.

The unexpected opportunity to complete Tara's utter humiliation by having her suck off a dog was incredibly exciting. My cock, already rock hard in my pants, twitched violently. "Yes, yes," I gasped. "Suck the dog's cock princess. Quick. Suck it until I tell you to stop! Oh Jesus!"

Egan thrust the massive shaft of dog flesh into Tara's face. She screamed, "Nooooo!" but as the pointed end of the cock touched her lips she opened them up and took the slimy red meat into her mouth. The monitors showed her mouth stretching wider and wider to accommodate the amazing girth of the long cock as she slid her lips up to meet the knot.

I didn't remember removing my pants, but they were gone and I was kneeling between the little girls thighs, my erection poised at her pussy as I gripped her hips. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, she's so tight," I yelled as I pounded my cock into the thirteen-year-old's sloppy, but tiny young cunt. I controlled her body from her waist driving her forward and back with every vicious thrust, raping her pussy and mouth at the same time. She grunted around the big dogcock every time I rammed forward. I felt the end of my cock smashing into her young cervix and I didn't care. I was overcome with lust for little Tara and as I felt the familiar boiling in my balls I yelled to her, "now princess, now - another orgasm. Have a huge orgasm while I fill up your tight little cunt." Tara did as commanded and her body spasmed from head to toe with her third massive climax of the morning. I nearly fainted as my seed was expelled from my body to mix with the seed of the huge dog, deep inside the little girl's womb.

Eventually I withdrew from Tara's tight pussy and signaled Egan to take the still-enormous dog cock from her mouth. She collapsed in a heap on the bed, shivering from overstimulation and exhaustion. She was too overwhelmed to even complain or fight back when the huge dog stuck his cold nose against her and started cleaning her up, starting with her abused breasts and quickly working his way down to her pussy, lapping up whatever had escaped of the sticky goo he and I had deposited in her. She could only moan softly, roll onto her back and open her legs to the big dog's ministrations.

Deeter and I both sat back, somewhat stunned by the experience and let the poor girl rest and be cleaned up. After a few minutes, when the dog was done and had wandered off, I felt sufficiently recovered to speak again.

"Well, princess, you did very well for your first take as a movie star! But you know what they say about art - practice, practice, practice. That's why shooting movies always takes lots of takes. You never get it completely right the first time, do you. And you do want to be a successful movie star, Tara. You want it more than anything." I stared briefly into Tara's big eyes, letting my commands sink in. "Do you want to be a movie start, princess?"

"Y-yes," Tara responded weakly.

"Good," I said. "very good. So I guess we're ready for take two of this scene. But listen carefully princess, you need to try to do even better this time. Because Mr. D only has three more of his friends available to help us out. We only have three more chances to get the scene just exactly right."

"What?" Tara's eyes nearly popped out of her pretty face as she understood what I was saying. "No, no, please, oh god, NOOOO!!!"

But even as Taraa screamed Egan Deeter was leading the next huge Rottweiler into the room, the second of the four litter-mates of gigantic Brutus, his equally huge and well endowed brother Cassius. Their brothers, Demeter and Felix would have to wait their turn before they too got a chance to make little Tara their bitch.

Read the exciting conlusion: Part V of Tar'as Adventures!

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