Glory Road - the Animals ch-4
"Carol may I ask you a question?"
"Sure honey. What is it you want to know?"
"Hilda says that you are an animal. Is that true?"
I had to stop and gather my thoughts before attempting to answer my daughter's question.
"Yes Sally that is true. But first let me explain. All of us humans originally came from animal stock so each and every one of us has some animal tendencies. However, as the world progressed, humans began erecting certain barriers that prevented people from acting like animals."
"Like what?"
"Well, how many times have I told you that, `good' girls don't sit with their legs open? And, ladies don't use language with words like, `fuck' and `cunny' and `prick'. What's more, good women only allow one man to have sex with them. Notice how we often speak of, `making love' and not fucking. All of these expressions are indications of the barriers that, `civilized' people erect around their lives.
When I went to visit the boss's wife and had my cunt measured, something happened to me. Something that caused all of those barriers to come tumbling down and, as a result, I regressed to the status of an animal. Now, please don't get the idea that I am going to go roaming in the jungle at night." As I had hoped, this brought a laugh from the both of us. "What that means is that I won't just allow individuals - human or animal - to have sex with me, but I will go seeking sex.
Honey, I have a sex drive that won't let me ever fail to look at every situation from a sexual point of view. I know that this is difficult for you to understand. It is even a little difficult for me to understand, but Hilda is correct. I am an animal!"
"Are you going to fuck Junior?"
"Yes, but I have set myself the task of waiting until he asks me - and you can be sure that someday he will ask me!"
"What about me? Are you going to fuck me, too?"
"Yes honey, you and I will jointly pleasure one another!"
"When?"
"Soon!"
"Can I ask you another question?"
"Sure."
"What does that little eye on your serape mean?"
I glanced down and sure enough there was a small design on the face of my serape that I had never noted before. As I stared at it, I realized that it was not an eye, but a cunt!
"Honey I haven't the slightest idea. I hadn't even noticed it until you pointed it out. I am due to go to a meeting with some of the other wives this morning so I will try and get you an answer. Okay?"
Sally obviously accepted my idea for she turned and shot off into another part of the apartment. I resolved to ask some of the other wives just what that design indicated.
I parked my car in the executive's lot and walked to the entrance. My serape was flapping in the mild breeze, but I did not care one little bit. I was proud of the costume I was wearing for not every female who worked for the company got such an overt sign of her position.
As I entered the foyer, I reveled in the stares I was receiving. Every male was trying his best to see what little of my body was covered by the serape so I widened my stride even more and that allowed the frontispiece of my serape to play out and thus show my genitalia. Every female was green with envy for they all harbored a secret desire to revert to being an animal.
The elevator stopped and the door opened and I stepped into the executive's dining room. Six faces turned to look at me and six pairs of eyes began the automatic examination of the new girl. One female disentangled herself from the mob and came towards me. It was Mary Johnson - the wife of the CEO!
I couldn't help myself so I glanced quickly at the front of her serape and saw - of all things - a design akin to the one on my serape.
"Welcome, Carol. Come. I'll introduce you to the rest of the group. This is Paula Smith. Her husband is Steve and he runs our admin department. This is Amy Townsend. Her husband is Frank and he is in personnel. Betty LaRoche is married to Pepe and they handle our international group. Joy Singer is married to Bruno. He is our legal beagle. And finally, this is Julie Majors. She and her husband, Art, handle our governmental affairs. Now that you have all been introduced, shall we sit down and have a little lunch?"
The places at the luncheon table were not labeled so we each just selected a seat and sat down. Paula Smith was on my left side and Amy Townsend was on my right. Amy and I began chatting almost immediately.
"I am really glad to meet you."
"Thank you, Amy, but why is that?"
"You make the fourth member of our herd."
"Herd?"
"Oh that is just the way we refer to ourselves. Oh, I can see by your expression that you haven't been informed of your status in the group. Look sweetie, just four of us have regressed to our animalistic state!"
I gasped when I heard her blatantly speak of females being animals. I had assumed that this fact would be safeguarded and very little if anything ever said about it, but here Amy was literally broadcasting to the entire assembly that I had become an animal! I wondered just how she knew.
"Oh dear Carol, I'm sorry if I have embarrassed you but you have the sign of the beast on your serape!" As she said this, she leaned back from the table and pointed to the same identical cunt-symbol on her serape!
It took me several minutes to get my bearings back and then I asked her,
"Are you saying that not all of these females have reverted?"
"Heaven's yes! Only four of us have traveled the extra miles to become animals again. The others - each for their own reasons - have rebelled at the thought. Don't be upset. Being one of the beasts doesn't get you any brownie points and not being one of the beasts doesn't relegate you to a second class status."
There wasn't much conversation around the table and Amy did not say anything more to me. After we had been served tea and desert, Mary rose to make an announcement. I looked at the eyes of each of the others and I could have sworn that I noticed a subdued, drugged expression in every face. I knew that I was also sliding into that same relaxed state I had noted that first day at Mary's house.
"So that's how they control us. A little drug in the tea and we will agree to anything!"
"Ladies, I am certain that most, if not all, of you have heard of the dining and dancing establishment known as, `La Femme'. What you may not know is that, `La Femme' is a company establishment! The management of La Femme has made it known to upper management that they are having a tough time making ends meet and they are asking for some assistance from the company.
Since most of us are not really familiar with this establishment, you may be wondering why we are here discussing their condition. Well, La Femme caters to a specific type of female clientele so it was thought that this group might help by attending La Femme and thereby inducing more females to use the facilities of La Femme."
A hand shot up and Mary recognized Amy.
"Mary isn't it true that the females that patronize La Femme are all homosexuals?"
"Yes Amy, they are!"
That statement caused a fluttering of whispering around the table.
"But, it was assumed that, since this group has the reputation of being willing to screw just about anything on two legs, we would be willing to lend our presence and our....uh...sexual proclivity."
That brought forth a hearty laugh from nearly every female throat!
We all paraded up to where Mary stood and confirmed that we would indeed patronize this homosexual night club. Then, as we were leaving, Amy sidled up to me and she said,
"Come on. There is something I want you to see. Leave your car here and we will get it on the way back."
I had no idea of what she was planning, but I went along with her. We drove quite a ways through the city and then she swung her car into a parking lot in front of a building that had a sign on it that said, "Pat's Kennels"!
I looked at Amy and asked, "Who is Pat?"
"Oh, he owned this place several years ago, but I bought it and now I'm Pat!
We piled out of the car -still clad in our company serapes - and entered the kennels. Almost immediately there was a huge uproar of yowling and barking. Amy paid it no heed as she led me back into the insides of the building. She stopped in front of a heavy, metal door which she swung open. She gestured for me to enter and, as I stepped past her, she shut that damn door! The room I found myself in was completely bare and rather dark. No windows and just the one door.
I heard broadcast static and Amy's voice came through the PA loud and clear.
"Carol baby. You are about to get one of the biggest presents you have ever received. Every beast in our group has their very own beast and you are about to meet yours. His name is Ronald and he is an English mastiff. You both are virgins at this inter-animal mating so be careful. Enjoy."
The static quit and as it did a small door in the far wall opened and the biggest hound dog I have ever seen came through. There was no place to go or to hide so I stood there and watched this monster as he acclimated himself to the room and to me. He circled me several times before approaching me and when he stopped, he was facing me. Then, with a sudden movement, his nose pushed its way up under the flap of my serape. I felt his cold nose nudge my cunt lips and then his tongue shot out and he licked me from my ass hole to my clit!
I heard Amy's voice when she said, "Just stand there with your legs open. Ronald will do the rest. Ronald is your lover and he even has your name on his collar. Every company beast has a beast in this kennel. Now you are no different. If you begin to feel unsteady, move over to the wall and take hold of the bar that is there. If this is your first sex with a true beast, then I envy you!"
I think she shut off the PA system, but, at any rate, that was the last that I heard. Tingling shivers were tearing into my belly and nervous system. Ronald's tongue was working on my libido and raising it like a high speed elevator. All I could do was stand there with my legs as far apart as I could get them and let Ronald's nature take its course. He had a natural gift for twisting his tongue on and around my cunt lips! My tingling got stronger and stronger and soon my whole body was alive with sexual desire.
I felt myself coming and I knew that I might faint so I moved over to the bar on the wall. Ronald followed me as I moved across the room. My orgasm was so ferocious that I couldn't stand even with the aid of the bar so I sank down to my knees. I was in the submissive, bitch position. This was Ronald's signal to fuck me and he did. At first, he had a little difficulty finding my cunt entrance so I reached back under my belly and guided him into me. One quick, abrupt blast and he was totally inside of me. I yelped. Not with pain, but with the excitement of being fucked so frantically.
The PA system began making static noises again and then I heard Amy laughing.
Between guffaws, I heard her say, "Fuck her Ronald! Fuck her hard!"
And he did.
He got so deep inside of my cunt that his knot passed inside of me. That, in and of itself, was an extra exciting experience. I felt like I was being raped by a balloon. Then, Ronald gave an extra lunge and blew his jism deep into my guts. I heard yowling and I thought it was Ronald, but then I realized that the beastly hollowing was coming from me! I climaxed right along with him and then I collapsed upon the floor with Ronald's cock and knot still inside of my cunt.
Somehow, Amy got me up and out into her car. I was mentally lost and I didn't know what was happening nor could I make out what had happened to me! I looked down to a point between my legs and I saw a huge pool of doggie jism spreading on the floor of the car. There were flecks of blood mixed in with the jism. Ronald had been too excited to be careful of me.
"Amy, I'm sorry. Ronald's jism is running out of my cunt all over your floorboards."
"Don't think about it. I'll clean it after I get home."
The rest of the ride was conducted in silence. Then, as I was getting out of Amy's car and getting ready to go to mine, Amy took my hand and said,
"Carol, I know what you are going through. When all of this beast thing started - deep inside of you - you actually thought the whole thing was some kind of a joke. But when Ronald seduced you and then began fucking you, your whole being suddenly knew that this was no joke. You truly are a beast just as we are beasts and this today showed you the world you will live in from now on. You will be forever having sex with the beasts even if they be the two-legged kind!
Carol, we all go through this. First, we don't really believe it even though we tell everyone that we are beasts, but then we are thrown into the beast world and we know it is true. WE ARE BEASTS! By now you are despairing for the inhuman thing you have done! At least, if you are like every other one of us, that is what you are feeling.
You have been transported back a zillion years to when females and males first walked the earth. At that time, who or what you were fucking didn't make much of a difference. Pleasure was your goal. Now, your wall of inhibitions has crumbled and you are once more in that world. Perhaps I should tell you that I didn't tell you the truth during our luncheon. That design on your serape is not just the sign of the beast! More importantly, it is the sign of the universal cunt! And that's what we are!"
"You said that Ronald seduced me. I don't think that is possible."
"Oh honey! Don't forget that this was also Ronald's first experience with a human cunt so the first thing he did was to circle around you several times. Then he sniffed you and then he stuck his nose under your serape so he could smell you. By then, he was convinced that he wanted to fuck you and so he began licking your cunt and ass."
"But I don't consider that he was seducing me!"
"Oh no? What is seduction? It is a thrilling experience that prepares you so that you are willing to surrender for the ultimate fucking and, baby, I could see from where I was standing that you were ready. If not, why did you assume the submissive, bitch-like kneeling position? Unconsciously, you were asking him to mount you!"
"Why did you do this to me?"
"I wanted to make sure that you really are one of the universal cunts. Animals have an innate talent for spotting us. If Ronald had not believed that you were just such a cunt, he would not have come even close to you!"
"I don't think I can ever do that again."
"Oh yes you can and you will. Your very nature will make you return time and time again for a beastly fuck. While I am on that phase of the subject, my husband, Frank, and I have a farm just south of Manassas where we keep certain specialized stock. I have a stallion that already has your name on his harness. We have one of those gizmos that they use at race tracks to cool down the ponies only we use it to increase the heat in the bellies of the cunts."
"I don't understand."
"Have you ever ridden a horse?" I shook my head and she continued. "We have an adjustable table that we use to move you under the horse. There is a special harness that holds you up close to the horse's belly. Then we slide the table rearward until you are securely stuck on the horse's cock. Then the horse and you are tethered to that whirligig sort of contraption and that pulls the horse around in a circle. Believe me, the jarring of the horse's hooves is enough to drive you up to and beyond your most fantastic orgasm. You must come out and try it someday.
If that isn't your game, I may let you enjoy my husband's favorite boar hog! Frank's female side often makes him want to be fucked in the ass and this immense hog is just the answer. What do you think of that?"
I was certain that I would never see that farm for I knew in my gut that my animal sex days were over. I opened the door and got out of her car. Amy put the car into gear and began to move off. Then, as Amy turned her car around, she rolled down the window and said,
"Once this passes, if you want your daughter to see what is in store for her, bring her over to the kennels and I'll let her watch what being an animal really means. It may change her mind."
In what direction, I wondered for I wasn't all that certain that I was going to continue allowing other beasts to fuck me.