We open this week’s show with a shot of a traditional, old-school English pub – two stories high, with a mock-Tudor upper level, and an olde-world looking downstairs with small lead-light windows.

An external staircase runs up the side of the building to a set of doors to the hotel portion of the building.

A sign outside reads, appropriately enough, “The Fox and Hounds”. We know we’re going to meet a hound, we’re wondering right now if we’ll be meeting a fox…

Our question is answered as we see our host walking toward us…

Peroxide blonde hair hanging down to brush her shoulders, a tight red mini-dress with drawstring sides that are wide enough for us to see plenty of side-boob, and to confirm that she’s not wearing any panties. The dress hugs every one of her perfect curves and we all wish we could too! It’s our all-American Playboy playmate, the amazing Ms Jenna McCartney. Beside her, just as amazing, it’s her part-time lover, the big black Rottweiler we call Tank…

As they walk, she turns her head to the side to talk to us, introducing herself and the show in her professional mid-west American accent.

“Hiiiii pet-fans… Welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’, my name is Jenna McCartney, and this is my boy Tank, and this week we’ve come to Reading, just outside of London to meet a young lady who begged us to come and see her in a hurry…”

She’s moving up the steps outside the hotel, moving to the upper level, with the dog bounding up the steps beside her – but we barely notice him because in this side angle shot we are afforded an extended view of that open side of her dress, watching her firm body bounce as she skips from step-to-step. She continues her introduction, “… Because the clock, she says, is ticking…”

We cut to the reception area of the small, old-school hotel. Standing infront of us is a pretty, young, fresh-faced brunette. Her long fringe hanging down over her eyes, parted just enough for us to be able to see one eye, or the other (but never both) as she turns her head. Big brown eyes, doe-like. Thin nose, thin lips, little white teeth.

Her hands are cupped under her belly, holding a bulge that looks like about seven months’ worth of pregnancy. The ticking clock.

She introduces herself to camera, bright and bubbly, a friendly and welcoming girl with a light accent. “Hi, my name’s Grace Harland. I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Reading in Berkshire… And I…” She looks down, rubbing her hand on her baby bulge again, and smiling. “… We… Are desperate to have sex with a dog!”

We cut to a shot of Grace standing opposite Jenna as the American begins the interview section of our show…

Jenna starts with a softball question about our guest’s current condition. “So… How far along are we?”

“Seven months… Just beginning to get bigger now… And the bigger she gets, the hornier I gets!!” She laughs.

“Horny for dogs, that is?” Checks Jenna.

“Well… That’s the funny thing, innit..? Before I got pregnant I didn’t like bestiality… I didn’t even watch your show… I thought it was disgusting… I still do… But the thing is… Well, my husband lost all interest in me as soon as he knew I was pregnant… It was like – I love you, but you’ve got my baby in your tummy, and I don’t want to cum all over my baby…”

She shrugs, Jenna nods, waiting for the story to continue…

“And… Well, a girl needs some sort of stimulation, even when she’s horny, and I’ve got a terrible imagination… So I was online looking around for something to get me in the right mood, and I saw something on google about a pregnant woman having sex with a dog on your show… And I looked up the episode – and I’ve never been more disgusted, and more turned on, at the same time… It was, like, the most intense feeling I’ve ever had… And it felt like it came from down here…” She rubs her tummy, “… Rather than down here…” She reaches down and strokes the front of her skirt over her pussy.

“So you’re blaming your unborn child for your doggy desires..?” Confirms Jenna.

Grace gasps a little, smiles, then gives us a gesture that could be a yes or a no, and says, “Errrrr… Well… It’s not really me… It’s not my fault, is it? I haven’t had sex for months… And I’m getting more and more frustrated… So I blame this one for making me feel funny and messing up my hormones… And I blame my husband for not wanting to shag me… And that bitch on the show who did it when she was preggers… I’ll blame her as well…” She laughs, letting us know that she knows who’s really to blame.

She continues, “So I filled in an application form and emailed it off before I lost my nerve… Because I knew I couldn’t last another couple of months… And you guys called, like, a week later…”

“Wow… Most of our guests have been dreaming about this moment for years… And you’ve only had this idea in your head for about… What? Three weeks…?” Jenna coos. “Wow!”

“I know, right?” Laughs our round-bellied friend.

Jenna nods, “I see… So when was the last time you had a hot cock inside you..?”

“Months ago…. Months… I can’t wait… Not another day…” Answers Grace, clearly looking down at our dog. Her face a mixture of disgust with herself, and longing for the hairy beast.

“So… You’re going to check us into the Honeymoon Suite – then we’re going to go and have some fun…” Smiles our host.

Grace smiles, “Well, we don’t have a honeymoon suite, but I’m going to check us into the best room we’ve got… And then it’s fun, fun, fun all the way!”

We pause on her as she makes an act of tapping our details into the reception computer – then we cut to the room…

If this is the best room in the hotel, then it’s a pretty average hotel! Very plain. Minimally furnished. Two windows on one wall look out to the street outside. The furniture consists of a queen-sized bed with white bedclothes, a nightstand on either side, a wardrobe on the opposite wall, and a small fridge with a kettle and a tray of cups and coffee/tea making materials resting on it. No chair. No pictures on the wall.

In the middle of the bed, on her knees, our guest is already stripped down to her bra and panties. Her breasts aren’t particularly large despite the pregnancy, her belly is round but not huge. Undressed, she looks small and vulnerable – and her bouncy energy is infectious. We want to see her in action as much as she wants to be in action…

She reaches up and hooks her shoulder straps off, pulling her arms out one at a time, then pulling front down to show off her small but full breasts, nipples already hard with anticipation… She twists the bra around her chest, bringing the rear fastener to the front, and unhooking it.

No sooner is the bra off than she is joined on the bed by our excited Rottweiler…

And she’s equally excited, leaning forward to ruffle his neck, ears, and big, wide head, pushing him away as he tries to sniff down below he little baby-bump – edging his wide snout down toward that tuft of dark pussy hair.

She looks up toward our host, off camera, and giggles that, “He’s keen, isn’t he? Can’t wait, can he?”

Jenna sees right through her guest and confirms that, “I don’t think he’s the only one that’s keen…”

Our guest has stopped rubbing at the dog’s strong neck and under his big chest, but she’s moving forward to get closer, letting him lick at her face… His tongue slapping against her chin, across her lips – with her mouth open it looks like they are kissing. This clearly amuses her as much as it turns her on… She’s laughing, pushing her tongue out to meet his, then laughing some more as he continues licking at her.

She pushes him away playfully, then lays back on the white sheets and spreads her legs, bringing a hand down between her thighs to run her fingers over the gusset of her panties, which she then pulls aside to reveal her pussy… Slapping her clit surprisingly hard with her other hand… Gasping a little at the way she’s making herself feel – then running her fingers over her pussy lips, and spreading them open…

Tank moves closer, his feet bouncing on the mattress, dropping his head between her smooth thighs, his wide snout infront of her pussy, sniffing and licking before he’s even close enough to lick… He loves what he smells, can’t wait to taste it… Then he does – his big, wet tongue sweeping over her cunt, the sides folding back as it sweeps up between her lips, out and over her clit…

Her whole body shakes, her stretched belly bouncing as she takes the best licking of her life… Not sure if she should have her hands between her thighs, on her tits, or to her face… Raising her head to look down at the action, a huge, wide-eyed look of joy on her face, then dropping it back to the bed again and just letting the dog go wild.

His big tongue gliding over her soft pussy lips, between them, inside, out, and over her clit… Again and again… He’s hungry and she’s horny – and judging by her face it’s a perfect combination!

Bending her back, pushing her little round belly up, tensing her thighs on either side of his big head, letting his tongue drive her all the way to a powerful first ever bestial orgasm… Based on the joyous, wide smile, and the look of amazement on her face as it’s happening, we’re confident this won’t be her last bestial orgasm! Almost giggling, “Oooohhh mmmyyyy GGaaaawwwwddd!” as she cums.

Letting him continue until she genuinely can’t take any more pleasure, and then sitting up, pulling her pussy back from him, then pushing her hands forward to keep him away. Laughing as she gasps, “Enough… Enough… That’s too bloody much!!” – then she’s turning to the side to look up at Jenna, her face passing on the message of how amazed she is.

We cut to a shot of Grace, clearly recovered from the licking and ready for something more… And we all know what it is because she has rolled over onto all fours, and has an enthusiastic look on her face – full of pep and energy. Her big belly is hanging down, as are her swollen breasts. Everything nice and round and motherly…

She’s looking back over her shoulder, smiling at us and calling, “Bring… It… On..!”

Tank approaches again, dropping his huge head to sniff her behind – inching forward to stuff his snout between the tops of her thighs, noisily breathing her pussy.

Grace lets out a little gasp, then wiggles her arse – half trying to shake him off, half trying to encourage him to do more… Which he does…

The big beast lurches forward, rising up onto over her back, wrapping his front legs around her body and grabbing on as his big body makes her look tiny. He’s so big, strong and heavy, that just mounting her is enough to knock her forward and push her down from her hands to her elbows… Making her let out a surprised yelp as he takes assumes ownership of her and starts to pump his groin toward her behind.

She’s yelping and gasping as she’s rocked around under him, pushed forward by each thrust. It’s feverish… Rough. Nasty. And then he hits home – slotting his canine cock into her pussy… Making her lean slightly forward as he begins to pound into her at almost super-human (super-canine?) speed.

Her yelping and squealing gets louder, “Oh GOD… SHIT… NO… NO… SHIT… AAAHh.. OOH…” as the Rottie continues to thrust, holding tight – pumping hard. HARD!

This has all been shot in a single, side-angle shot, so we’ve been able to see her titties jiggling, her head bouncing as she’s fucked. The dog looks intense – staring forward over the top of her head the whole time. His front end almost stationary, his rear end a blur… But now we cut to a low angle close-up, looking up between her knees, between her thighs, to see the shaft of Tank’s cock ramming in and out of her snatch.

Now we cut to a close-up of her face – her mouth open, her eyes glistening… Tiny beads of sweat all over the place. The dog has only been fucking her for 15 seconds but she’s already exhausted.

We cut back to the side shot, watching the beast banging into her, bending his back, thrusting deep and hard – all so fast. From this angle we can really see them bouncing on the mattress, her titties jiggling, round belly rocking. Her arms and legs looking like they could give way at any moment. Her constant gasping and yelping meaning we can’t hear the sex noises we love so much. “AAH… EEEHhh… SHIT… SHIT… NO NO… STOP… AAH”

We can also hear our host, just out of shot, taunting our guest, “I love it… I love seeing these filthy fucking English sluts taking that fat doggy dick…” Then we cut to look at her, with her hands on her tits, squeezing them through the front of her dress, big white toothed grin on her face, as she continues, “… Finding out it ain’t as easy as it looks!”

Then we’re back to the action – watching the randy Rottweiler as he suddenly comes to a stop, pulling up tight against the young mother-to-be’s behind. Leaning into her…

The speed of her gasps and yelps slows, but the volume begins to increase – from mildly annoying, to worryingly loud. “AAAHHHHH… OOOOOHHH… AAAAAHHH!”

We cut to a shot of the reception area at the hotel, where we first met our guest, seeing a middle-aged woman now standing at the desk. She can hear Grace’s screams of passion in the background – and is turning to look up the corridor to the hotel rooms.

Then cut back to the bedroom, our big-bellied bitch under her bad boy… Him holding her hard… Her still letting out those sounds of passion.

Jenna is standing behind them, bending forward over the dog, showing us her impressive cleavage, looking over to our camera and nodding. “Come and look at this… Come closer…”

On her signal, we move around from the side angle to the rear, and as we’re moving around Jenna takes hold of Tank’s tail and lifts it so we can see his arsehole puckering, and his balls throbbing… Then we move closer and lower, looking up under his balls to see her pussy tight around his knot.

Jenna continues to talk as we look at the tight, wet mess of her snatch. “Look at that huge fucking dog cock… Stretching that pussy out… Isn’t that fucking awesome?!”

Grace answers with another wailing gasp… “AAAAHHHHHH!” as the dog squirts another load into her round belly.

They hold this position for quite a while – and we hold the same angle for over a minute, just watching her struggle to handle the size. Her expression tells a story. Her gasps and moans, “AAAHHH… UUUHHHH…”, telling another. She’s in pain, and she’s loving it!

After the minute we cut to a wide-angle, from across the room – looking back at our crew and our grinning host, crowded around our pregnant guest, getting the best footage possible of the hefty Rottweiler emptying his balls into her. The constant “AAAAHH! AAAAAHHHH!” getting louder and louder. Sounding more than a little panicked. Then some movement from the dog, and the crew tensing up… Our guest slapping her left hand on the bed, balling her fist and punching it, turning her face down to the mattress and biting the sheets, growling “GGRRRRRRRRRRR” as she fights the pain.

Back to the close-up of her pussy, watching as the bulbous knot slops out of the hole – with hot doggy spunk leaking out all over her thighs and the sheets. The dog’s shaft still inside, him still on her back – but shifting around. With the knot out of her pussy she’s a lot quieter – still breathing hard, but sounding more relieved than in pain.

We cut to a close-up of Grace as Jenna asks, “Is that better?”

Grace looks up, smiling, and answers, “It’s good, yeah…”, then after a short pause, “… But I didn’t mind the pain… It was good… I love it all!”

She reaches back with one hand to pat the side of the dog, then to hold one of his hindlegs, doing her best to make sure he doesn’t shift from her back as he continues to move around – still gasping her approval.

They hold in position for a good minute, with the pregnant slut breathing hard, enjoying the moment – holding the dog in place as she shifts her hips a little to make his shaft move around in her pussy.

Standing over her, with his knot free, Tank looks a little disinterested – turning his big head to the side to look around at our crew. Shuffling against her grip on his legs. He pushes up and back a little, his front paws shifting from around her chest, to on her back, his nails digging into her back, pushing her chest down against the sheet – making her gasp again, apparently enjoying the pain just as she enjoyed the knot.

It’s a bit of a wrestle, with the dog clearly looking to dismount, and Grace clearly looking to keep him in place… She’s got a good grip, but he’s a Rottweiler, and he’s much stronger than her – so there’s only going to be one winner.

He pushes off her back to stand over her at an angle – his hindlegs held against the back of hers, his crotch still jammed up behind her, but his front legs now both to her side against the bedclothes. The shifting angle making her gasp as her smile disappears, “OOOooooooohhhh… I don’t wanna sto-oo-oo-p!” she moans… But she doesn’t fight the beast for too long… Releasing his hindlegs and allowing him to pull free, his big cock, flopping out of her flesh and hanging down as he staggers away from her, his feet bouncing on the mattress…

Jenna drops in next to him to make sure he doesn’t leave the bed, then urges Grace to, “Hurry… He won’t be hard much longer…”

Our guest crawls around and rolls to her side, positioning herself beside the beast, on her back, flipping her hair out of the way.

Jenna reaches under her boy and takes hold of his cock, swinging it toward her guest, aiming it over her face toward her tits and belly, letting it squirt little jets of jism onto the younger woman. She coos, “Ohh, that looks grrrrreat!”

Grace continues to play with her hair, angling her head back to look at the big cock as it shoots on her tits and tummy, sighing, “I want more!” and smiling.

Our host smiles, white teeth lighting things up almost as much as our camera lights! “If you like that… You’re gonna love this!”

With her free hand, she takes hold of the dog’s tail and lifts it up to expose his big brown arsehole again, which she lowers her face toward and begins to lick… We cut away from the licking right away to watch his prick twitching in her hand, and a couple of extra long shots of dogsperm squirting onto our round-bellied bitch… Who gasps as the extra shots hit her, bringing her hands up to smear the cum around her belly and boobs.

More spunk shoots onto her flesh as she continues to massage herself. Bringing her hands from her boobs up over her neck to her face, licking at her fingers as she savours the moment (and the flavour).

Behind him, Jenna is still flicking her tongue up and down over the puckered arsehole, which throbs as she licks it… And under him, Grace is still massaging his seed into her flesh… And between them, our beast looks imperious, standing on the soft bed, with two wanton sluts enjoying everything he’s got.

After another few seconds of rimming, Jenna pulls back from the dog just enough to turn and look down at her guest, waving the dick infront of her and asking, “Did you want to suck this?”

As she shakes it, a shot of jism shoots out and hits young Grace in the face, making her screw up her eyes and laugh… “You know what..? I won’t… Not this time… I want to save something for next time…” She opens her eyes again and adds, “Something to look forward to!” then laughs as another jet hits her in the face, forcing her to screw her eyes shut again.

Jenna leans in and kisses the dog’s ass goodnight then smiles as we fade to black.

After a second white text begins to type up onto the screen, telling us that:

“Grace claims her experience has revived her husband’s interest in sex, and they are now having fun together on a regular basis…”

The middle of the screen fills with iPhone footage of Grace, now considerably more pregnant, close to full term, with a black Labrador mounted on her back, pounding into her. Her big, round belly, and swollen boobs shake with the rest of her body as she takes it hard and fast. A man moves into frame infront of the pregnant woman, dropping to his knees with his cock ready infront of her face. His face blurred out for privacy reasons, even though anyone who knows Grace will obviously know that it’s her husband. She quickly accepts his cock into her mouth, taking action from both ends at the same time.

A second caption fills the bottom of the screen confirming that, “The happy couple are looking forward to adding another dog to the family just as soon as their son is born.”

And on that note, we fade to black for another week.

We begin today’s show with an establishing shot of a low-rise, modern building.

A caption fills the screen telling us that we are in, “BATTERSEA, LONDON.”

The caption fades and we fade into a montage – a tour of an art college… Studios and class-rooms – artists painting, drawing, sculpting. Art, both beautiful and strange. In one class an old man with a pony-tail explains the finer technicalities of perspective, demonstrating with classic architecture pictures on the wall; in another half a dozen students are constructing bizarre statues from what appears to be a pile of rubbish; and then in another a middle-aged woman with wild frizzy hair discusses the beauty of the nude, using a young naked woman as her visual aid (bizarrely for our show, the nudity is blurred out for the viewers at home).

The lecturer’s frizzy hair is tied back in a long, bushy ponytail, her olive skin pockmarked with a number of acne scars from long, long ago. Her make-up free face is pleasant without being overly attractive… She doesn’t seem to care at all about the way she looks – not in a slobby way, but in a purely practical, ‘who-cares?’ way.

We cut to outside the classroom, in a wide corridor. We can see the frizzy haired teacher pointing out various features on her model. Running the back of her fingers around her body without touching her.

In the hallway, our host steps infront of the window, half blocking our view… Stocky, casually dressed in slacks and a grey sweater, he looks as intensely bored as ever as he introduces himself, and the show, in an educated and professional tone, and a polite Scottish accent, “Hello… My name’s Andy Boss, and this is yet another episode of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’.” We pull back from him so we can see the bid German Shepherd dog at his side, black and tan, hairy, big and happy looking, but mean. “And this… Is ma boy Butchy… This week we’re in Battersea, in South London, to meet a real work of art…”

We cut to a two-shot, with the art lecturer standing beside our host. The older lady introduces herself in Euro-accented English – confident, but clearly not born and raised in the UK.

“My name is Stella Papavasiliou. I’m an artist and a teacher, and I’m 52 years old, originally from Athens, now living in London… And my body, my soul, and my heart – is in my art.”

We cut to a two shot of our guest, standing next to our host. She looks more than relaxed as she waits for him to ask his first question – and he looks like he’s not ready to believe a word she says, “So… Stella… You’re claiming that this is an artistic endeavour… It’s not just that you’re a filthy cunt, looking for an excuse to do something disgusting…?”

She speaks as if it’s a pitch that she’s prepared in advance, “I’m an artist, and a woman… And as a woman this is obviously an intimate act, and an explicit moment… But as an artist, I see it as more of a performance piece than a sexual act – and I see your show as my canvas…”

She continues, “I have seen every episode of your show. I’ve watched them as performance pieces, and every one of them I see a woman who is either genuinely moved by the experience, and is having the time of her life, or is appalled by what she’s doing, but is moved by it… Or I see women pretending to enjoy it – and some of them are very good, and others less so… But I’ve never seen a woman who didn’t react. I’ve never seen a woman just take it without giving anything.” He pauses, leaving the concept hanging.

Andy half smiles, “You’re telling me that you’re going to have sex with my dog… And you’re not going to enjoy it?” He knows women and his dog too well.

Stella nods, and smiles as she confirms, “Not that I’m not going to enjoy it. That I’m not going to react to it. I aim to show nothing. Just to stay still throughout. To not react at all. I want those looking at the art, to draw their own conclusions.”

“Well, good luck staying still and not reacting when this big bastard gets going!” Scoffs our host.

Stella nods again, like she’s accepting a challenge. “Well, yes… That’s part of the performance.”

Andy raises an eyebrow, checking, “Do you think you will enjoy it?”

Stella looks around, off camera toward the heavy German Shepherd, and thinks for a moment – then answers with a sigh and shrug, “It’s not really about enjoying, or not enjoying – but… I don’t know… I will see how I feel… How ‘it’ feels…” She laughs a little. “The ladies on your show seem to enjoy it though… I think it might be a challenge to not react…” She ends with a smile…

Andy smiles too, but his is meaner, “Aaaaayyyeee… Right… You can’t fucking wait, can ye?” He laughs a little, but it’s a dark laugh…

We mix through from the two of them chatting, to a shot of the lecturer, a few minutes later, standing infront of her class, addressing them, referring to herself in the third person… “The subject prepares for the disgraceful act with no shame…”

She’s calmly unfastening her loose blouse and letting it fall off her shoulders, revealing large, sagging breasts (no bra) and a slightly sagging belly as she speaks.

We cut away from her to take a brief look at her class, her students with their faces (mostly) blurred out for privacy reasons, then we’re back on Stella as she continues, unzipping her jeans and slipping them down as she narrates, “There is no shame in being a woman.”

She steps out of her jeans, leaving her in nothing but a pair of white panties – and straightens up to show off her whole body – olive skin, soft flesh, large breasts… “And there is no shame in any consensual sexual act…”

She pauses, then turns to the side and nods to Andy – signaling him to release the ‘brush’ that will cover her canvas… He shrugs, not into the ‘art’ story at all, but unhooks the lead from Butchy’s collar and releases him.

Stella bends forward as the big dog approaches, a spare tyre of soft belly flesh forming around her middle as she puts her hands down onto his huge head, running them over his ears, twisting them through her fingers, then pushing them through his fur, down his neck to his collar, grabbing that with one hand and holding him steady as she drops to her knees, and looks into his eyes.

She continues her passionless commentary for the class. “She shows her subservience to the beast…” She purses her lips, moving closer to him, reaching down under his chest, under his belly, letting him lick her face, keeping those lips pushed forward – letting him smoosh them around, from side-to-side… Humming her approval – after a few seconds the hum becomes a laugh, and she pulls away from him… Looking down at the floor and spitting dog drool away from her lips. Trying to keep her expression blank, but struggling to not look disgusted.

She twists around, holding him off as she bends forward and moves her head under his belly… One hand on his collar, her other down on his sheath, rubbing and pulling at the furry foreskin – pushing it back to reveal the shiny, angled tip of his cock…

“She knows what she must do…” She leans forward and wraps her mouth around it.

The students are quiet, barely breathing – but there’s a definitely change in atmosphere as their lecturer makes this move – an element of disbelief, shock, amazement, awe…

We move into close up of the middle-aged Euro-slut as she wraps her mouth around the tip of the dog’s dick… There’s not much of it yet, so she takes the furry sheath into her mouth as well, working the whole thing back and forth, before pulling away and spitting on the floor – a sour looking on her face… She takes a couple of deep breaths to compose herself, then turns to look at the impressive results of her work… A four-inch cock, bigger than before but still not big enough to hang down under its own weight. Poking right out of the sheath, glistening and pink.

“It’s disgusting…” She can barely get the words out. “But she can’t resist!” She leans in again, tongue out, flicking it against the shaft, her mouth open the whole time – turning her head to the side, making sure her class can see what she’s doing – tongue still out flicking over the tip now. Making it harder… Bigger… And then leaning in again to wrap her mouth around it again – just the cock this time, and not quick – she takes her time, sucking her cheeks in around it. Swallowing it up… Sucking it to the back of her mouth and holding it there…

We cut to look at the class in a wide shot – a mix of expressions, from amazed to disgusted, to shocked and delighted. Most of their features are hidden by the blurring effect, but we can still tell how they feel.

Back to Stella, sucking that cock in deep into the back of her mouth – pulling her head back, letting her thin lips drag along the ever-growing shaft, which now looks like it’s more than ready for some real action… She coughs as she pulls it all the way out, turning her head to the side and coughing/spitting again… Then looking over at her class and asks. “Is this art?” She asks the question aggressively, not expecting an answer.

Someone calls, “No”, but no one reacts to it. They are too wrapped up in the performance.

She stares back at them, half turning her head back to the dick, but retaining eye contact with them as best she can as she runs her tongue up and down the shaft… Butchy just stands over her, letting her do as she wishes – a combination of good training on Andy’s part, and good sense on his! She wraps her tongue around the head of his cock, playfully pulling it around toward her mouth, then kissing it… Taking the tip back between her lips and holding it there a second, moving her eyes from her class to the camera as we move in closer…

Then she pulls back and twists over onto her hands and knees, big boobs hanging low and swinging as she crawls a few feet away to give herself some space to work with… Calling out, “A real bitch knows that she’s only truly a bitch when her dog mounts her…”

She reaches back to get the dog’s attention by slapping her slightly sagging buttock…

She shimmies her knees a little further apart, perfecting the position, soft belly and big boobs hanging down as she pushes her belly forward and sticks her arse out. She turns her head to the students, and confirms, “She’s ready for her lover…” as she slaps her arse again, and waggles her hips a little.

This is enough to let Butchy know it’s time to go to work… He moves straight to Stella’s big behind – dropping his big head to sniff at her pussy, snaking his tongue out over her wet slot a few times, making her jerk forward a little from the surprise.

He gives her a few more licks, and she’s just beginning to get into it, arching her back down to push her pussy back between her thighs, thinking she’s about to be pleasured, when he moves forward, rearing up, his front paws up and over her wide behind, nails digging into her hips as shey slide down her sides and pull him into position. Stella lets out a little gasp as he catches her flesh, then goes silent again as he takes control.

He’s in position – his chest settling into the curve of her back as he pulls up hard against her, front legs around her, and beginning to make a few experimental thrusts toward her rear end.

She braces herself, letting him do as he pleases, her commentary just a little more guttural as she struggles to get the words out, “He mounts his bitch, and takes… Controhhh-ohl…” – he’s obviously getting close to his mark.

We see one of our crew sliding a camera in between the dog’s hindlegs, the lens angled upward to look between the artist’s thighs – above her the dog continues the thrust, and she is clearly forcing herself to stay in the same position…

We cut down to that low-angle camera, looking up at her thighs, and where they join – her old cunt, hairy with big meaty lips, is being bashed by the end of the dog’s cock as he jerks and pumps against her, six inches of glistening shaft slapping around under her snatch, between her thighs, then hitting the pussy again, missing, down under, then hitting again… And then disappearing inside, popping out, then slapping around again, and then – finally, slotting home and disappearing again… This time, staying where it belongs, inside the bitch…

We cut to the side-angle again, watching this sequence again, the dog pumping at her, the artist waiting silently, tensed up – braced for action, waiting for him to hit home. Her face tenses briefly, then relaxes again as he pumps, then suddenly tenses up again, her eyes opening wide in alarm – and the dog goes into overdrive… Slamming into her at super-speed. Every thrust making her big tits swing and jiggle under her.

We cut to a close-up of her face – watching her tensing up, taking a breath and holding it as the beast pumps into her – her eyes on fire, her jaw clenched. Face turning red very quickly, veins standing up on her temple.

Back to the wide angle to watch as Butchy pushes up extra hard against her back, fucking her so deep that he’s almost curling his crotch under hers, wrapping around her rear-end, fucking up as well as forward. Driving that doggy dick deep. We can see her face is still tensed, giving nothing away – not making a sound. Just taking it like a good bitch!

We cut back to the low angle – looking up to see the shaft of that canine cock slipping in and out of her at speed, the small camera light reflecting bright off the glistening shaft. We can see the knot popping in and out of her flesh, her pussy lips flapping around it, cum dripping and splattering around.

Then we’re back to the side-angle again as the German Shepherd gives his Greek bitch a last couple of thrusts, pushing deep, and holding tight. His head coming down onto her shoulder as he holds on and begins to grow inside her.

We move to the close-up of her face, watching her as she tries desperately to hide how this is making her feel. Not wanting to admit to pleasure, or to concede to pain – but clearly feeling at least one of the two. Her eyes widening again as she feels the knot swelling, beginning to strain her old snatch. Gasping slightly, but still trying to cover her true feelings – putting on her show.

She tries to speak, to talk to her class, but only manages to say, “She… He takes… Controhhhhlll…” again.

We’re back in a wider-angle, watching as Andy steps in, leaning down toward her and asking, with plenty of sarcasm, “Is this art?”, smiling, then adding, “Because I think this is a beautiful picture… And Butchy has plenty of pain left on his brush…”

He drops down onto her hands and knees so he can get his face down infront of Stalla’s, and asks, “Can you feel all that hot doggy ‘paint’ in your snatch?” We can see her reaction, or lack of it, just taking the dick, taking the knot, taking the cum, and keeping her face as straight as possible.

We cut to an extra wide shot, so we can see her with the dog on her back, Andy down next to her, taunting her – and her class sat infront of her, watching in silence. They knew what was going to be happening here today, she had warned them all, but they are all stunned by how graphic and real the moment is.

We’re back to a close-up of his fat cock in her pussy, her big labial lips hanging down, dripping jism – the knot visible inside, buried deep.

We pan around from the students to see their point of view, their teacher on all fours, the German Shepherd on her back, tied into her. Our host is beyond her, now sitting beside her, stroking his dog’s back. The dog tenses a little, looking like he’s about to move – and Andy tells him to be, “Calm…”

We cut to a close-up of the droplets of cum on the floor, then looking up from them to her pussy, seeing more cum dripping down, and the knot moving back into view, stretching her pussy lips wider – and we hear our guest making her first real involuntary noise – letting out a loud gasp as her flesh is strained, “AAHH!”… Then another, this time more defined, “AARRRHHH!” as the knot suddenly pops out, and canine cum pours down from inside.

We cut to the wider angle again, watching as she tenses up, the strain clear on her face – and the dog shifts on her back, and we see her letting out that “AAHH!!” – then looking very worried, and shouting, “AARRRHHH!” – then jerking forward, boobs swinging again, as the dog pulls back, disconnecting. We see his big cock flopping down under her, and cum dribbling to the floor between her legs. Beyond her, Andy is stroking and patting his dog, telling him he’s a “Good boy… Goooodd bboooyyyy!” – then turning to look at his guest as she gasps through her recovery, asking her, “Have you not got any commentary for us, eh?”

She takes a moment to get over the event… Turning her head back to face the class, and calling out, “The bitch knows her place… She waits to be released…” – and then turns her face to the floor again, breathing hard as she recovers from that knot.

Standing over her, almost as if he heard what she said, and got the hint, Butchy begins to shuffle back and twist to the side, and dismounts her – bumping her as he climbs off her back, scratching her back as he drags a front paw over her behind, leaving a pink welt over one hip and a buttock.

She stays in position, catching her breath with her arse in the air – then reaches back with one hand to rub the welt on her behind. Admitting for the first time that she’s felt any of this. Breathing hard, then calling out, “And, as her lover departs… The dogwhore’s job is done. She has served her purpose… Worthless until he wants to fuck again.”

She pauses, holding position for a few more seconds, then flops over, rolling onto her back and breathing hard. Her students are unsure whether they should applaud or cheer, so they maintain their awkward silence, staring at their naked teacher as she recovers from her bestial performance.

She looks up at our camera, with a totally different tone in her voice, much more conversational like her pre-fuck interview. “I can’t wait to read the reviews… That’s the homework assignment for this week!” – and then laughing a little. And as her face softens, we take a moment to wonder whether she actually enjoyed herself, or whether they was nothing more than a performance… Then we pan away from her to look at Butchy, who has shuffled away from the used bitch, and is sniffing around next to a female student. Standing infront of her, trying to stick his snout between her thighs as she strokes his head and looks self-conscious.

We hear Andy saying, “He can smell a wet pussy from 20 feet… Did you enjoy the show that much? Because he’s ready for an encore!!” – she waves her hand to say ‘no’, but she’s smiling as she does it – leaving us to wonder what she’s actually thinking – and we fade out for another session.

We hold on a black screen for a moment, then white letters begin to type up, advising us that, “After filming was completed, Stella’s student swapped phone numbers with Andy, who tells us that she has yet to make an appointment to meet him and Butchy.”

We fade in on home video footage of Stella on all fours, boobs hanging down, in the middle of the art studio, with a large pit-bull dog mounted on her back.

A second caption confirms that, “Stella has developed a new life-drawing class – and says her classes have never been fuller.”

We pan away from her to see the students working at their easels all around her – three times as many as were there for her first performance. Mostly middle-aged men with a brush in one hand, and the other on their crotches.

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of an innocuous looking hotel – wide, flat, low-level – dull…

A caption fills the screen: “SOLIHULL, ENGLAND.”

When it fades, we move inside the hotel, to an almost subterranean indoor swimming pool. Actually – it’s two pools, plus two large jacuzzi hot-tubs, and to one side of the room a large sauna. The walls are exposed brick, the pool deck a similar colour, the bottom of the pools tiled in pale blue, reflecting back what little light there is in the room. There’s something about this space that is both relaxed and sleazy. Like an oversized version of Hugh Hefner’s Grotto.

A sensational looking woman in a barely there string bikini walks past the camera and across to the pool, long dark hair hanging down over her shoulders. Her back is narrow, her arse perfectly pert, her legs slim but strong… Then she dives headlong into the pool, swimming away from us…

We cut to the other side of the room as she reaches the end of the pool, and pulls herself up and out of the water – her amazing bolt-on boobs soaked and glistening as she rises through frame. it’s only as she’s lifting herself from the water that we realise this is our regular host, the Blackburn bitch herself, Renae Russell…

Standing on the pool deck, with water running off her SINsational body, she begins her introduction to the show is a slightly out of breath, squeaky tone – her words echoing around the room. “Hi… Welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… My name’s Renae Russell, and I’m here in Solihull, in the midlands, to meet an ambitious young lady who’s willing to do ANYTHING to get ahead…”

And with that, we cut away from the smoldering brunette – to a cooler than ice blonde… Standing infront of her in a red bikini, her body is impressive – but not nearly as hard as Renae’s, and her boobs are much smaller (and natural). She’s young, unquestionably pretty, with a slim face and she looks a little full of herself as she introduces herself direct to camera in an almost cocky tone.

“My name is Anne Pearson… I’m 32, and I’m from Solihull… And I work here at the Arden Hotel.”

We cut to a two-shot of our two ladies standing side-by-side… The pale blonde, and the tanned brunette – both in bikinis, standing close like this, we get to compare their tight bodies – Anne, ultra slim with small, pert breasts; Renae with her rock-hard belly and bolt-on boobs straining her bikini top. Standing at her side, with some signs of stiffness under his belly already, is Renae’s big Wiemeraner, Logan.

Renae raises her microphone, smiling at her guest, deep dimples sinking into her cheeks, as she asks her opening question, “Hiiii Anne… Why don’t you tell the viewers at home why you applied to be on our show?”

Anne looks a little nervous, sounds a little forced. Like she’s not sure she should be here, but she’s got a job to do.

“Ahh… I’ve been working here for a little under a year – and I’m very keen to get along, and climb up the company ladder…” She sounds sure of what she’s saying, but not so sure about whether it will work…

She continues, “Right now, I’m just a maid… But I intend to have my own hotel to manage by the time I turn 35!”

Renae smiles and nods, as if she already knows our guest’s story. Then prompts her anyway, “And how does being on our little show, get you your own hotel to manage?”

The blonde seems to grow a little taller, perhaps gaining a little more confidence as she speaks. “Ahhh… Yes… My superiors are very keen for their hotel to be associated with your show – because they feel that we have the same ideals… We’re all about pleasure. The management love that your show is about women fulfilling their wildest dreams – and that it’s often about couples enjoying such things together… And they are considering starting up a new service at the hotel, with a couple of our own dogs…”

“Good for them…” Interrupts our pretty pornstar, pushing on with, “But why does that put you on the show?”

The blonde half-smiles, a superior kind of a look, “The management called all of the female members of staff in, and asked if any of us would be willing to appear on the show, and talk up the hotel… They wanted all of the free publicity…” She shrugs, then shows her slim body off with her hands, giving us a satisfied and confident look. “I don’t think they could believe their luck when I volunteered!”

“So you made a deal… You dirty girl!” Smirks Renae, impressed with her guest’s deviant focus.

Anne nods, “I made a deal, alright… I do your show, and they will make me assistant manager here, to learn to run the place… And then I’ll get I’ll get my own place before I’m 35…” She lets out a little laugh, then raises an eyebrow and adds, “Just as long as I keep putting on private shows, and ‘training’ some of our highest paying guests.”

Renae leans forward to her guest, her cleavage fighting her bikini top, “Well… Before you can train anyone else… I’m going to have to train you… If you’re ready…?”

Anne leans forward, reaching around behind her back, and pulls the string on the back of her bikini top, loosening it up and letting it fall away from her small but firm tits. “I’m ready if you are!” – and with that, she steps away from Renae and the dog, throwing herself full length into the pool… It’s not a big pool, and by the time she surfaces she’s already on the other side… Bringing herself upright and then walking up the steps from the water, pulling the string on the side of her briefs, letting them fall away to show off her clean-shaven pussy.

We mix through to a shot of her as she assumes the position, on hands and knees, arse in the air, on the pool deck, waiting for our boy…

We cut to the other side of the pool, watching as his tail begins to wag excitedly, with Renae still holding him in place… She rubs his neck, cooing, “Ohhh, you’re soo ready, aren’t you?” Her squeaky voice echoing through the large room. “Ready to fuck this SLUT, yeah… Good boy… Go on… Fuck this SLUT!” – she releases him, and he heads straight toward the bitch…

We might expect him to run around the pool, but the big blue-grey beast launches full-length into the pool… Dog-paddling through the water… In the background we can see Renae walking around the pool deck, her high heels clicking on the deck. In the foreground, Logan reaches the shallow end and bounds up the steps, splashing water all over the deck right next to our smiling guest.

He steps up to her – water pouring off his soaked coat, and Anne reaches back, slapping her arse, gripping one cheek and pulling it away from the other – showing off her pussy lips and arsehole… Looking back of her shoulder with a snarl… “C’mon boy…”

It looks like he’s about to rise up and mount her straight away, but he drops his head between her thighs instead, stuffing his snout up into her crotch and sniffing/licking at her privates… His long tongue slopping up over her pussy and up her arse-crack. The second it makes contact she begins to yelp, loud…

“Oh yeaahh… Lick that pussy… Lick it…” Anne gasps and coos as she soaks up that magical tongue action, leaning forward slightly and letting out an “Aaaahhh” before continuing her commentary, “Lick my cunt… Yeaaahh… Good boy… Good doggy!”

Logan continues licking, and she continues taking it – talking all the time. “OOoohh lick it.. Lick me… MMmmmmm… Get it..” She catches her breath as shivers run up her spine, then continues, “Get me as wet as you are…” She turns her head toward our camera, a deviant smile on her lips, then adds, “… And then you can fuck it!”

The Weimaraner licks for a few more seconds, then seems more interested by her face as she looks back at him and continues her dirty dialogue. Walking forward alongside her and pushing his snout up to her face, licking her chin and lips…

She reacts by leaning into the kisses, opening her mouth and flicking her tongue at his… Swapping licks, sharing tongues…

She angles her head back, trying to get him to lick deeper – turning her head into the kisses… And then as soon as he stops and steps away, she’s back to talking dirty again, “Kiss me again… I love that tongue… Give it me again…” – beginning to crawl after him, flicking her tongue out to try and catch his attention, but he’s moving faster than her, heading back toward his mistress who is standing just behind them. Usually our dog’s are happy to ignore their familiar mistresses, but with the brunette in her bikini, showing off so much flesh, he’s thinking that his familiar bitch is available.

Renae sees him coming back and immediately points back at the whore on the floor who’s crawling after him. “Not me, stupid… Go fuck that one!”

At the same time, our guest starts slapping her arse again, reaching back and calling, “Come on then… Do you want to fuck me..? I want you to fuck me…”

She watches as he walks back to her again, and turns around on her knees, pushing her arse back and dropping forward to her elbows again, pushing her arse back toward him… Begging, “Come onn… Cooommmeee ooooooonnn!”

The big animal moves around behind her, lining up on his target…

He pauses a long time behind her, dripping on the deck as the blonde slut wiggles her arse, and rocks back to put her pussy right infront of his nose… Biding his time… Considering his options… Wondering if Renae will assume the position if he waits any longer… Then deciding that one blonde whore is as good as his regular – and stepping up behind her, wet paws scrabbling against her thighs and behind, pushing himself up and over her arse, planting his big wet chest on the base of her spine… His weight pushing her down, straining her arms and legs as she takes the weight…

His front legs around either side of her, wrapped under her belly, her cute titties jiggling as his weight shifts over her, and he begins to pump and thrust at her snatch… His wet hair glistening as he moves.

She lets out a surprised yelp – surprise at the way it feels (cold and wet rather than hot and hairy) rather than at the fact that it’s happening… Then managing to stammer, “Fucck me… C’mon… Ff ffuccckk meee!!”

We cut down to a low angle shot – looking up from the floor, between her knees – to watch the tip of Logan’s cock as it flaps around and pokes up against our guest’s pussy lips. Bouncing off them, threatening to slip between them… Wet… Shiny… The shaft bending and shaking as it flaps around – then…

Yet another thrust, and this time the angles are perfect, and the cock finds a hole… Stabbing into her flesh… And as soon as it’s out of sight, the intensity of the action jumps 100%… An all out onslaught of thrusting – hammering into his bitch… Water dripping off him, dribbling down her sides, off his legs and body…

Under him, she’s gasping, suddenly transported from trying-to-impress, to being-so-impressed… “OOOAAAHHHH SHHHIITTTT!! FFFUUCCKKK!”

Our guest is making all the noise – but the dog is making all the moves… Pounding into her, driving her down into the pool deck, her elbows spreading wide, chest down… Her small boobs flattening against the wet tiles…

We cut a rear view, looking up between her smooth thighs, which are already soaked by the water dripping off the dog’s legs and body, running down her skin. We watching that big cock sliding in and out of her cunt – fast and smooth… Looking big and nasty, distended like an over-stuffed sausage… Glistening from pre-cum and pussy juices… His cock is looking bigger and scarier all the same.

We cut back to a wide angle, looking at the powerful wet beast holding tight to the blonde’s slimline body… He looks so powerful over her slight frame – and every thrust looks like it might break the bitch in half… She does her best to support some of her bodyweight on her elbows, but he keeps pounding her down against her chest.

The sound of his panting, and her gasping, echoes off the files and brick walls, through the large room, along with our hosts squeaked words of encouragement, “Good… Take it… Oooohhh, that’s nice…”

We continue watching as the beast switches from thrusting to lurching – the pace slowing but the power seeming to increase… Hitting hard and deep, leaning into her, front legs around her body, gripping tighter – his big head dropping down onto her shoulder as he slows to a halt and just holds his bitch.

We cut to the rear view again, looking up at her pussy, seeing the effects of the knot swelling up inside of her – pushing her pussy lips out and spreading them open… That big ball of gristle visible inside…. The knot making tiny little moves back against her flesh as he pulses inside her, shooting his canine semen deep into her. Our little bitch lets out a gasp with each pulse, letting us know that, “I can feel every squirt… Oooohh Gaaaaahhhddd…”

We sit back, taking in a wider view – the wet dog on his bitch, the muscles in his hindquarters rippling as he pushes deep into his bitch – but we can’t really see her (other than the soles of her feet) from this angle – she’s got a small arse, and his got a wide body… Moving to the side we get a better view of her under him, looking slight and frail beneath his powerful, muscular frame. He’s twisted around her, his rear bent almost under her raised arse, holding himself inside…

We cut to one of our behind-the-scenes shots – looking from the other side of the pool, our small crew gathered around the blonde bitch on the floor, big black dog on her back, our host standing nearby – in profile we are reminded of how slim she is, how impossibly round and perfect her tits are, straining that bikini top. Camera, sound and lighting techs at work, close to the action. The water in the pool is still, but still reflects shimmering light against the walls and ceiling. Anne’s little grunts and gasps echoing through the room, along with the dog’s panting…

Then we’re back in close on her rear end again – looking at that stretched-out pussy, watery cum beginning to leak out around the knot and gathering on her pussy lips, then dripping to the tiles of the pool deck.

The beast shifts on her back, his knot pulling against her pussy, twisting to the side – front legs stepping off her back, one hind-leg lifting up over her back as he does a quarter turn. She’s squealing as he turns, allowing her rear end to be pulled over, leaning with it. Reaching back with one hand to grasp his lower leg, trying to keep him on her back. Gasping, “No no noooo… Stayyyy…”

During the turn we cut to a wider angle as everything goes very calm for a few seconds – with Anne breathing extra hard, and the dog looking almost disinterested… Even from this angle and distance, we can still see the dog’s knot straining her pussy – and then just slopping out, the shaft appearing to slither out like a snake – flopping free with a sprinkle and a dribble of spunk following it… Hearing her gasp, “OOooooooohhh ffffffuck!”

Cock out, she releases Logan’s leg and lets him twist and pull free… He staggers away a few steps, apparently finding it difficult to walk with that big tool swinging under his belly.

We cut back to the close-up of her face – pretty and delicate – looking half relieved, half disappointed that the fuck is over. She takes a moment, then pushes herself up on her hands and looks back over her shoulder to watch the dog stumble away.

She smiles, noting that, “He’s suuuuch a good boy…” Looks at the dog for a second longer, then adds, “And I’m suuuuuuch a baaaaaad girl…” – then licks her lips in the most unsubtle manner ever caught on camera.

We cut to a shot of Anne on her knees beside the beast, reaching under his belly to pull that big cock to the side as she bends forward from the middle to bring her mouth down under his body…

She eyeballs the dick, licks her lips again, for the camera as much as to get them wet.

“I suppose I ‘have’ to do this… It’s what they would expect…” She says, referring to her employers. Pretending this is about her career – but we can tell it isn’t… She wants this as much as she wants to manage a hotel… She demonstrates this for us in the way she then leans toward the dog and wraps her mouth around that ugly shaft – taking the angled tip into her mouth and closing her thin lips around it…

She appears to be in a hurry – because there’s no slow, getting-to-know-you build-up, she’s straight into the hard and fast head bobbing. Sucking deep, pushing the tip right to the back of her mouth, almost down her throat… One of the better deep throats we’ve seen – her lips almost reaching his knot.

Making herself cough, but not stopping – just sucking more… One hand on the floor to support her upper body, the other pulling the cock toward her face – stabbing her mouth, forcing it deeper… Working another fraction of an inch of shaft into her, her lips a little closer to the knot…

We can hear Renae urging her to, “Suck that cock… Oh yeah… Suck it, you fucking whore!” and giggling as she watches the bitch pleasure her dog.

We can tell she’s beginning to gag, but she’s not giving up… She forces herself to the point that her lips are against that ugly knot – her eyes bulging, her throat croaking, holding it as her face turns red and her eyes begin to water… And then coughing it out, pulling her head back, slime hanging from her lips and the tip of the dick…

She coughs and spits saliva, phlegm, and dog cum onto the floor… Catching her breath as sticky lines of drool stretch down from her lips… Catching her breath – then rolling onto her back (into the spit on the floor) and edging back under him, opening her mouth up again and raising her head to take his cock from beneath… Sucking it right back into her pretty mouth…

Sliding her lips up and down his wet shaft, she holds one of his hind legs with one hand, whilst reaching out with the other to grip his collar, making sure he stays over her whilst she fucks her face with his cock…

We cut to a wider angle to remind ourselves about the size difference… Her on the floor, her slim, pale body dwarfed under the bulky, muscular black beast. Him standing over her like he owns her – looking around, he seems to be almost proud that he’s got this human bitch to service him.

Down under, our little blonde slut is working on swallowing the dog alive (again), pushing her face up the fat shaft, taking as much as she can (and a little more) – forcing herself to go until she chokes… Fast and hard… Taking him deep, then sliding it out, dragging her lips along the bulbous shaft…

When she’s finally had enough, she pulls all the way back until the head of the cock comes out of her mouth, but keeps her head up so that the wet tip can brush over her face… Her cheek bones, her eye sockets, her nose… More jizz still squirting out into her face, and running down the side of her cheek…

Logan stumbles off her – and shakes the remaining water off himself. He’s been too distracted by pretty women since he came out of the water, but now, with his balls drained and his cock softening, he remembers he’s soaked and shakes it off. Water spraying everywhere, including all over our guest’s face and tits. She throws her head back and acts as if it’s a facial. Savouring the moment… Totally relaxed and clearly happy that she’s just done what she’s just done.

We hear our host calling, “Aaaaand ‘cut’…” and then giggling as we cut to a black screen to show that another dog fuck has been completed.

White letters begin to type up onto the screen, telling us that, “Following her appearance on teh show, Anna was promoted to Entertainment Supervisor, and she is now on the management track.”

We fade in on a video of Anna, wearing sexy black lingerie, walking through the entrance hallway of the hotel/club, with two large pitbulls walking alongside her, pulling against chains attached to their collars. They are scary looking muscular beasts, especially next to a woman as slim as Anna.

She speaks to the camera as she approaches, “Come to The Arden Leisure Club… Swinger’s nights a speciality… And if you ask nicely, we’ll even lay on a ‘special’ experience for you and your guests! Just ask for Anne!!”

She blows a thin-lipped kiss toward us and smiles, and we fade out for another week.

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of a lane on the outskirts of a small town. Grey skies, green trees, and conservative, low buildings…

A caption fills the screen: “LEICESTER, ENGLAND.”

When it fades, we are looking at a pair of gates leading to a car park outside a large low-rise 1960s building. A blue and white sign outside tells us that this is the SUNIL SPORTS CENTRE.

We cut to inside the building, a large hall/gym, lots of white netting hung from ceiling to hardwood floor… Between the nets, various young boys and girls (a good mix of white, Indian, and Afro-Caribbean) playing indoor cricket… A single middle-aged adult standing between the two games – whistle and clipboard in hand, apparently umpiring and coaching both games.

We cut back to the carpark outside of the hall, and see the familiar red UK of Zoo transit van. The side door opens and a mean looking, stocky, white-haired man steps down from inside, a large, long haired black German Shepherd following him and bounding happily around the carpark as the man introduces himself in a pronounced, but easily understood Scottish accent…

“Hallo, and welcome to yet another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… I’m Andy Boss… And that, over there, is my boy Bucky… And this week, we’ve come down to Leicester – to meet a lady who feels she doesn’t get enough attention from her man – so perhaps it’s time to turn to man’s best friend…”

We cut briefly to a shot of the big dog running around in a circle, looking very happy with himself, and then to this week’s guest, as she approaches through the carpark.

Loose, casual clothing can’t conceal the fact that she’s voluptuous, somewhat top-heavy, Indian woman with long black hair hanging over her shoulders. As she gets closer, we see that she’s not bad to look at. No beauty queen, but not bad at all.

The dog jumps around at her as she approaches her mark, and she can’t help but smile down at him, clearly anticipating what’s about to happen to her.

She hits her mark and introduces herself in an accent that’s more polite East Midlands, than Indian immigrant. “Hello there… My name’s Meghna Raut. I’m 48, and I’m a housewife from Leicester.”

We cut to a shot of her standing beside Andy, with Bucky still skipping around, getting up close to her and sniffing her legs/trying to get his head up under her skirt as she talks to his master.

Andy begins his interview with the standard overload of cynicism, like he pre-disbelieves everything she’s about to say, “Okay then Meghna… What’s your story? Why do YOU want to have sex with ma dog?”

She speaks with a sense of pride and regret, “Let me start by saying I love my husband very much… I love him. But… He doesn’t have time for me… He doesn’t spend time on me. He’s always with his players. They train two, three nights a week, they play on Saturday and Sunday, and if he’s not training, he’s watching games on television, or he’s talking with his friends about the game… Then he works all day… So… I get no attention.”

“Ah…” Nods the Scotsman. “The old ‘my husband loves sport more than me’ story…”

Our glamorous guest shakes her head, then flips her long hair back from her face, then continues, “No… Not quite… With no attention from my husband, I had to resort to entertaining myself…” She pauses, almost blushing, then continues, “A lady has needs, you know… And my needs were… Well, I think you can guess…”

“Oh, let me see… Would it involve a big hairy beast… Like this?” Nods Andy, giving Bucky a nice rub on the top of his big head.

Meghna nods and smiles, “Of course… Why else would I be here?” She laughs at her own comment – a nervous laugh rather than actually thinking she’s said anything funny.

She gathers herself, takes a breath, and continues, “So, I’ve been watching dogsex videos since I first got onto the internet… I don’t know how I found it, but once I found it, I loved it. I felt very guilty about it, it made me feel ill… But I loved it. I would try not to look – but then I’d be alone and I’d want to see it, and I’d search and find something I hadn’t seen before… And I would be soooo turned on…” She laughs again, then continues, “And then you’re show came on, and I watched every week, and I started to think this isn’t disgusting… And it didn’t make me sick… And I enjoyed it more…”

“And what does your husband think about this?” Asks Andy, almost sounding like he cares.

“He doesn’t know…” She laughs. “I watch it all the time and he hasn’t even noticed… It’s time for him to notice me!”

“And you want him to notice you on tv… Getting fucked by my dog?”

She smiles and nods again, “Yes… Exactly… I want everyone to talk to him about it, I want his team to ask him ‘is that your wife?’” She laughs again.

Andy nods, then looks down at his dog, and talks to him rather than his guest, “Well boy, it looks like your particular set of skills is required… Are you ready?”

Bucky looks up at him throughout, his mouth a little open, tongue sticking out an inch… He pauses, then responds to Andy’s question with a single bark which makes our guest jump a little, bringing her hand to her chest and then laughing again… And we mix through to…

It’s a little later, and our big tit Sikh wannabe dog-whore is in the back of our red van… She’s on her feet, bending slightly forward so she doesn’t hit her head on the roof, peeling her top off to reveal a lacy black bra that isn’t doing too much to support her large boobs as they hang forward – it’s keeping them together as they sag, but little more.

With her top off, she moves her hands down her tanned, soft but slim belly, to her hips, and the top of her loose trousers, which she quickly unbuttons then slips over her hips and down her legs – revealing a brief pair of lacy black panties that match her bra.

Like her belly, her hips and thighs are soft and smooth, without being flat or fat… That nice mid-ground that looks good on an older lady, especially with her coffee coloured skin-tone.

We cut to Andy, sitting at the rear of the van, crouching down with Bucky, calming the eager beast with an arm around his chest and a hand on the top of his big head. “I don’t need to ask if you’re ready, do I?”

We’re back on Meghna as she smiles, still bent forward, now slipping those panties over her arse and hips, down her thighs – the gusset sticking briefly to her wet, hairless pussy – big, meaty pussy lips hang-down, not too big, but definitely larger than average. “Oh very much so… Yes… I can’t wait to get started…”

Slipping the panties off, she then drops down to her knees so she can straighten up – then reaches back behind her back to unhook the back of her bra, removing it and letting her big tits swing free. Big brown nipples standing up as they wobble a little.

Altogether she makes a pretty impressive figure for a 48-year-old. She’s not a stunner, but she’s pleasant enough, especially with her make-up on – she’s not slim, but she’s definitely not fat, and whilst her boobs sag a little, they are big and heavy, and full enough to make you wish you’d seen them 20 years ago.

She flips the long hair back from her face again, her breasts rising as her hands stroke the hair over her shoulders, smiling and sighing, “Okay… Let him at me!”

We pan from her to Andy and Bucky barely two meters away at the other end of the van, as the Scotsman unhooks his dog’s collar and sets him free with the order to, “Go fuck her, boy… Go on!”

Bucky immediately pulls away from him, scampering quickly over the hard floor to our guest, heading behind her immediately and trying to mount her, his paws on her back and shoulders, bending her forward like he hasn’t any time for small-talk, he just wants to fuck!

It’s quite obvious that Meghna feels the same, allowing him to push her forward – her hands to the floor of the van, and letting him mount her right away… Her big boobs swinging forward and wobble under her as the German Shepherd attempts to take control. Mounting, holding her – front paws around her body, rear end pumping at her… Making her shriek and laugh, “Ohhh… OOooooohhh!”

Bucky quickly abandons the mount, jumping off her when things don’t work out right away… Moving around beside her, then infront of her, his tail wagging, his head up and down… Freshly dismounted, our guest drops to her side, sitting on one thigh as she twists around and reaches out to run her hands over his wide head and down his strong neck to his back and sides, leaning into him, her big boobs wobbling infront of his sharp teeth…

He raises his snout toward her face and takes a swipe at her with his wide tongue – catching her chin… She laughs again, angling her head forward a little and fighting a smile as she offers her lips to the beast…

As soon as he figures out what she’s doing, the beast raises his head to her face and begins to slop his tongue out and over her face… And she lets him – holding her face steady… Her lips loose – letting him smoosh them around, his long tongue sliding over her flesh and dragging anything loose with it. She moans softly and allows him to continue. Letting her mouth open, and allowing his tongue to slot inside, between her teeth, against her tongue… Angling her head down and opening her jaw to let him lick deeper… Taking the tongue a dozen times before she pulls away to catch her breath – her huge chest heaving, nipples standing proud.

She lets him continues until he is almost sticking his snout into her mouth, his tongue sliding deep enough to make her gag and choke – at which point she pulls back, kneeling upright, pulling her face away from him…

Bucky tries to follows her up, trying to stand on his hindlegs to get up to the level of her face, still licking at her – but no longer able to reach it.

“Oh, he likes you… I think he’s down to fuck!” Andy confirms, stating the obvious. “Get back down there, bitch!”

Meghna begins to turn away from the beast toward the bench seat that runs along one side of the van, and he immediately shows an interest in her nether regions, jamming his wide snout up between her thighs and sniffing at her snatch…

She stretches her arms flat out over the bench seat, pushing her upper body toward it until the side of her face is against the leather cushioning of the seat… Shifting her knees apart, then bending her back to stick her brown arse out toward our crew, and the German Shepherd dog…

We move to a side angle, getting a better look at her figure, and how big those melons are – hanging down from her chest, swaying above the hard floor of the van. Her head is turned our way and she’s looking toward us, smiling – almost laughing – lips parted – ready to get it on as the beast sniffs and licks her cunt!

Bucky isn’t hanging around, stuffing his head back between her thighs and licking at her pussy – making her squirm as those hot sensations radiate from her groin. Pussy licking is always good – pussy licking from a dog is amazing… All the fun, multiplied by the size and warmth of his tongue PLUS the fact that it’s a fucking dog – and even those who enjoy bestiality know that it’s wrong… Dirty… Sinful!

She gasps as his big tongue slops over her hot cunt, sliding up over her clit, between the lips, and up the crack of her arse… Leaving a glistening, wet trail… Then going back down to the start and licking over it all again – making her moan and gasp… Her soft lips, red with thick lipstick, pouting toward us as the beast drives her wild. Making her catch her breath, struggling to stay calm…

The hairy beast moves around, his tail sweeping from side to side, turning his head to the side, changing his angle of access – each lick making our guest jump, twisting her behind to try and get his tongue back on her clit… The two of them playing a game of sexual hide-and-seek… With her breathing harder and harder as she gets closer and closer to winning… Gasping.. Twisting…

But Bucky isn’t waiting for her to cum – he’s got more important things in mind… Like… His needs!

“Come on boy…” We hear Andy calling from the back of the van. “Up you go… Fuck this bitch!”

The dog raises his head up above Meghna’s behind, and pushes his wide body forward, front paws scratching at her thighs and then her sides, as he pulls himself up and over her arse – into position on her smooth back. Paws gripping around her waist… The movement making her rock against the bench, her big tits swinging under her.

She winces and gasps as her paws scrape her flesh, her mouth opening wide as she lets out a silent cry… Winching, but making no attempt to fight him off or escape… This is what she wants. The only word she manages to get out is, “Yes!”

Pulling up tight behind her, the German Shepherd brings his crotch up against her rear, hindpaws skipping and dancing around on the hard floor between her knees as he takes up position… A camera-man moves in behind them, angling his camera so that he can shoot up between our guest’s thighs…

We cut to his camera – looking at smooth human thighs, and hairy doggy legs… And where they meet, the heavy sheath of our hairy beast – the angled red lipstick dick poking out and stabbing up against her pussy… And after half a dozen strokes, finding a space between them, splitting them, and swelling as he goes deep…

“OOaaaaAAAHHHH!” She gasps, “YYESSSSS!” Managing to smile even as her mouth opens wider than before…

Behind her, Bucky seems to be pulling even tighter around her waist, scratching at her… Pulling himself tight to her as he jackhammers his cock into her, almost bouncing on her arse, his hindpaws taking turns to scrape down the outside of her thighs.

We cut to that low-angle camera again – looking up at her twat as the dog’s shiny cock rockets in and out… At this speed it’s easy to see why she’s having so much fun!

Back to the side angle we watch as the powerful animal continues to pound up against her, scraping his back legs down her thighs again, leaving marks on her skin, including one deep scratch down the side of her thigh (which she barely seems to notice in the heat of the moment). He’s giving her all he’s got – bouncing on her arse, slamming that cock hard into her – deep… The intensity and power of the fuck is enough to distract her from any minor injuries!

In a wider shot we can see that Andy has positioned himself at the other end of the side-bench, and is leaning down on one elbow to bring himself closer to our guest – close enough to talk quietly to her, to taunt her, “Love it, don’t you? Dirty fucking slut… Fucking love that dog cock! I bet your husband will love this!”

She looks up at him, giving him a teeth-bared, slightly demented smile… Shaking, gasping, and begging, “Plleeeaaaaasseee!” We have no idea what she’s asking, so we sit back to watch the dog pounding her some more!

We watch as Bucky arches his back, twisting his rear down almost getting under hers, fucking upwards into her cunt from a low angle – driving the hard shaft of his cock up into her, trying to get as deep as he possibly can – forcing his knot into her as it begins to swell…

She’s struggling to handle the pounding, those huge titties swinging after every thrust, her fingers digging into the bench seat… Gasping and moaning, looking across the leather toward Andy as the mean looking mutt comes to a slow halt.

We cut back to the low angle camera – hearing the cameraman comment, “Ooooooh, that’s a nice tie!” as we look up to see a close-up of the dog’s knot jammed into the Indian’s cunt. The meaty lips wrapped around it, stretching to take it all… Being pulled around as the beast continues to shuffle, then pull back to see his big balls dangling down, pulsing gently, and one of his paws still scraping against her thigh as his leg twitches. Then further still to see his big brown arsehole swelling and puckering in time with the pulsing of his balls. Our host asking, “Is that nice, whore? Do you like that? Do you like all the dog spunk in your cunt?”

We cut to a close-up of our guest’s face as she moans, “MMmmmmmmmm…” – then takes a steadying breath, and composes herself, before confirming, “Yes… Ooowwwww… It’s amazing… It’s soooo good…” And finally, as we move the camera away from her face to get a wider view of the dog still stretched over her rear end, as she adds, “I love it!”

“I hope everyone tells your husband how happy you look with a knot in you… He’s married a real winner, eh?” Says Andy. There’s a pause whilst we watch the knotting continue – the woman still save for the slight swaying on her breasts, the dog still save for the throbbing of his balls and arsehole – even his tail hangs almost motionless. Andy adds, “How can he prefer cricket to this?”

We cut to a wider angle shot of the car park – looking over at the community sports building, hearing the crack of ball against bat and a cheer from inside, a man’s voice calling, “Gooooood!” – then we swing the camera back to our van, sitting in the car park, with the side-door slid all the way open. We can see our sound-man standing outside, holding a boom microphone into the van, catching every sound (not that we can hear anything at the moment – they’re too far away). Inside, we can see a few crew members crowded inside, filming the action – and beyond them we can just about see our dark slut on her knees, leaning forward, big dog on her back…

Then we’re back to that close-up of the action – from behind our bitch – watching Bucky’s big balls pulsing – squirting load after load of warm doggy cum into her pussy… Each pulse followed by another quiet moan our guest. We can see a few dark spots on the floor below – a slow leak of canine semen, dripping from her cunt. We can hear Andy offering his pet, “Good boy” encouragement throughout.

We move around to her face – looking at the combination of pain, pleasure and shame on her face as the knotting continues… She seems to be glowing, and we’re pretty sure that if she was white she’d be red by now… She flicks her eyes up toward our camera, looking right at us… Mouth a little open, teeth bared – like she’s waiting for it to feel better or worse, and isn’t sure which way it’s going to go… Enjoying it – but nervous…

Prompted from off camera, she whispers, barely able to get the words out – “I can feel it swelling and shooting in me… It’s… MUCH… Better than a man’s cock… It’s sooooo…” She pauses, searching for the right word, “… Dirty…”

Back into the side angle – watching as her big tits continues to swing gently, a reaction to her rocking under the dog’s weight rather than any actual fucking.

The dog shifts his weight on her back, pushing forward, pulling his knot against her cunt… Making her twist a little, trying to push her pussy in the same direction as his knot is moving, her big tits swinging more as she gasps and grits her teeth harder.

Then cut to that low angle camera again – arriving just in time to see the knot stretching the pussy lips out wide, and then popping through – slippery and round – to the soundtrack of a long grunt and a short gasp from her as it pops… It glistens in our camera lights as the pussy closes around the shaft behind it… That shaft twisting and slithering slowly out of her hole as the dog continues to twist off her back…

We cut to the side angle again to re-watch that pop out. Watching as the hairy dog continues to push away from her, his hind-paw ripping through her stocking, making him twist back toward her, then tip backwards on her arse… Watching her twist and move backward, letting out a long grunting noise as she follows his cock – her big tits swinging – and then seeing that cock pop out of her… Knot first as she lets out a loud gasp, and then the rest of his shaft plopping into view and hanging down between his legs as he twists off onto the floor and staggers away… We can see Andy in the background looking positively overjoyed as his boys pulls free, completing another successful knotting.

As Bucky departs, Meghna lets her arse drop down toward the floor, her upper half coming more upright, raising her head off the bench and twisting around to look back at the beast as he stands behind her – he’s already twisted around with his head under his belly, licking at his own cock.

There’s a very brief shot of the dog’s cum streaming out of her pussy (which is almost against the floor now), and puddling on the hard surface…

Then we’re watching the big picture again – an Indian woman kneeling upright in the back of a van – a big hairy dog behind her licking his own dick – a happy white-haired Scotsman behind them both, looking impressed.

As Meghna recovers, we see Andy slip down off the bench seat to the floor beside his pet, reaching under him to take hold of his cock, carefully pulling it away from his tongue and back between his hindlegs… And once he’s got a good grip on it, turning to face our guest and asking, “C’mon… Get this in your mouth… Show your man who you really are…”

Looking over her shoulder, our guest can’t resist… Replying almost dreamily, “Oh yes… Pleeeaasee…”

The once respectable wife and mother, turns around on her hands and knees, and moves her head down behind the beast…

Our host does her best to stay out of the way, making sure he’s on the other side of the dog, holding the beast’s cock back between his legs, toward Meghna’s face as she lean in toward the ugly angled tip… “Okay, slut… Suck this now… Make my boy happy…”

Our guest turns her head on its side, letting her long hair hang down, flipping it over the back of her head so we can see clearly as she brings her mouth right up to the dog’s cock, wrapping her lips around the tip… Kissing and sucking it – experimenting with it… Slurping the drops of cum that are still forming and dripping from the end.

We can see her smiling around the shaft, and hear her letting out a satisfied sounding moan, “Oooooooh, my lord…” – and then the lip smacking as she wraps her mouth around the cock, sucking the cock inside this time.

“That’s good…” Snarls our host, looking down on her, looking up into camera and giving us a nod as if to confirm he’s happy with what’s happening.

And now our sexy Indian slut is sucking on the whole shaft, savouring the heat, the hardness, and the taste, of his big doggy meat. Sucking it right to the back of her throat – gagging and pulling back, then sucking it in again… Again and again…

She jams it back into her throat – holding it as deep as she can… Her eyes beginning to water as she holds it deep. Almost gagging, almost coughing, just managing to hold it… Struggling… Then pulling it out and gasping in a lung full air, smiling. “Oh my… I feel sooooo dirty!” She looks into the camera, “You see what I’m really like, dear? You could be having this every night, instead of cricket…”

She seems to have a bright idea, and leans beyond the dog’s cock to kiss his balls, sticking her tongue out to lick them. Tenderly – being careful not to hurt or surprise the beast. Then turning back to the camera to say, “These are the only balls I like…”, then going back to the balls, using one hand to hold the dog’s scrotum, gently stretching the skin over his balls, allowing her to lick them over and over, then to carefully wrap her lips around them, sucking the balls into her mouth, holding them for a moment, giggling as she sucks them.

She pauses for a second, holding them there – turning her head slightly, with the balls in her mouth, so she can look into our camera… Pulling back, we can see that the big cock is now hanging down toward the floor, still squirting a little jism. She’s focussed on the balls now. The balls and the camera. She’s had her fun with the cock. She’s become a dogslut… Now she’s making sure her husband gets the message. If he ever sees this. She loves balls, but not cricket balls.

We fade out on this image, then back in on a shot of our guest sitting on the bench on the side of the van. She’s still naked. Slightly out of breath. The smile is gone, she has a lost look in her eyes. It’s a common look on our guests – that moment when the excitement and the physical pleasure begin to fade, and the reality of what she’s just done begins to hit home. She seems to shiver a little – possibly a cold breeze from outside, possibly harsh reality. What’s next for her?

Andy knows exactly what to say, “So… What happens if your husband DOESN’T like this? What if he decides he’s married to total slut, and he doesn’t want to have anything to do with you again…?”

She pauses, breathing hard… Considering her situation. Then sweeps the long hair out of her face again, her boobs wobbling as she does it, and answers with all the confidence she can muster. “I think he’ll either ignore it, and go back to cricket… Or… He’ll want to watch me do it… It will become his new hobby.” She nods, and forces a defiant smile. “Either way, I’ll keep on doing this… I want my own dog… Or maybe some other dogs. I’ve been a good wife far too long… I want to be bad now!”

We pan down from her to look at Bucky, standing infront of her, licking his spunk up from the floor. We watch him licking for a moment, then fade to black…

The middle of the screen fills with amateur footage of a children’s cricket match. Watching the game for a second. Then we hear a voice behind the camera, female, noting that, “Oh look… She’s over there… I can’t believe she came to watch…” – and the camera whips over to look at a small grass bank beside the pitch. Plenty of family members sitting and watching the game, and then about 20 meters away from everyone, our guest, sitting on the bank, with a large golden retriever dog sitting on one side of her, and a black labrador on the other. She’s got one hand the back of each dog, rubbing them, as she watches the game.

A caption at the bottom of the screen tells us, very briefly, that: “Meghna has reached a compromise with her husband. He’s down to two games a week, and she’s up to two dogs a week.”

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of a residential street of terraced two storey houses. Small gardens and low brick walls separate the houses from a street which is lined by parked cars (all of them well-used).

We pan around from this street to see that another near identical street is running away from us at an angle.

A caption fills the screen telling us that we are in, “BLACKPOOL, ENGLAND.”

As the caption fades we see that the house-like building on the corner of these two streets is actually a business – with signage that reads, “CZECH-MATE STUDIOS” subtitled, “WEDDINGS, PORTRAITS, GLAMOUR”.

The door to the studio opens up, and the familiar face of our host steps out into view…

She invites us inside, where we see this week’s guest engaged in a photo shoot.

It’s the familiar, dimple-cheeked smile and bolt-on boob cleavage of our favourite pornstar – the one and only Renae Russell… As usual, she looks good enough to eat – squeezed into a PVC mini skirt and jacket combination that looks so tight that it might stop her from breathing. At her heel, pushed up against her leg, her large blue-grey Weimaraner is looking up at her.

She steps out a little to welcome us with a girly voiced introduction, “Hello, and welcome to another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… My name is Renae Russell, and this is my lover boy, Logan… We’re back again for some more fun and frolics, this time in my neck of the woods – back in the north-west, with a lady who’s travelled a long way to fulfill her fantasies!”

She turns her head to look back into the studio – then waves at us to follow her inside…

We cut to a shot of a middle-aged woman in black lingerie, her long bushy hair splaying around her head as she lays back on the floor. She’s smiling and nodding as the photographer gives her posing instructions, telling her to look ‘sexy’ – then she starts pouting as a few shots are clicked off.

We move up from her to the photographer standing over her… She’s a slim, young, wild looking mix of punk and goth… Just the wrong side of pretty. Not far away, but not quite there! The hair on one side of her head is jet black with red streaks, reaching down to her shoulder – on the other side her skull is shaved completely bald. A dozen small rings are pierced through her visible ear, a small black bar through her eyebrow, two more rings through her bottom lip. Her neck is tattooed, as are her lower arms and hands. A selection of black clothing covers her from the elbows up – tight enough for us to be able to tell she’s slim, but bulky enough to retain some mystery. She’s smiling and joking with her model, speaking with a Euro-accent as she snaps away.

She suddenly stops taking photographs, and twists to face our camera, and introduces herself in that vaguely eastern European voice, “My naim is Tereza Vesela. I’m 32 year, I’m from leetle town called Horovichay, in Czechia, and now I live here in Blackpool. I’m here today because I want to have sex with your doggy!” – and then she gives us a laugh that seems far too cute for a tattooed and heavily pierced punk rock chic…

We cut to a shot of the ‘model’ – now wearing an overcoat and offering profuse thanks to her photographer, our guest, as she heads toward the exit. Teresa assures her that, “You were wonderful… I’ll have the pictures ready in 48 hours. Your husband will love them.”

The ‘model’ calls back, “Thank you…” – looking at our camera crew and down at Logan as she exits, adding, “And you enjoy… ‘This’…” – then letting the door close behind her.

We swing away from the door, looking into the studio, and see our punk guest standing beside our pornstar host. They make an odd couple – Tereza is tomboy pretty, in a rough-around-the-edges way – the punk look, the piercings, the half-shaved head, the tattoos; whilst Renae is rarely filthy hot, fake, but hot.

Our host turns from the door to her guest, smiling (deep dimples sinking in her cheeks), and asks the opening question of her pre-fuck interview, “Now that we’re alone… Why don’t you tell the viewers at home why you applied to be on our show?”

Our guest twists away from Renae, pursing her lips and sucking in her cheeks as she thinks about her answer, then shrugs, “I don’t know… I just like it.” She looks right into the lens and confirms, “I just want to do it on your camera!”

Renae smiles, and pushes forward for another answer, squeaking “Go on… There must be something that inspired you to be on the show…?”

Again, our guest shrugs, “No… I don’t know… Really… I came here to take photographs – and then I’m watching tv and see your show, and I think this is very sexy…”

Despite her claims that she doesn’t know why she’s here, she seems to have a plan for the future. “I can’t believe ladies will do this, and I get so wet thinking about it. I want to take pictures of ladies doing it… I think maybe, if I come on your show, ladies see me and maybe they will want to come here for pictures…”

Renae smiles and nods her approval, “Oh, I think that’s a great idea… That’s sooo hot…” She turns to look into the camera and addresses the viewers at home, “Housewives of Blackpool… If you want to get some sexy doggy pictures for your hubby… Or for yourself… Come and see Tereza!”

The Czech slut laughs and nods, “Oh, I like that, yes!”

“And how long have you wanted to do this?” Checks our host.

Tereza pauses, shrugs again, and answers, “I don’t know… I came here two year ago and I saw the show and I want to be on your show. So, maybe two year. I never think of dogs before this. Only for you. Only for camera.”

Renae smiles, “Well… If that’s the case – we might as well just jump right to the action, yeah?”

“That’s fine with me!” Confirms the punk – and we hold on her smile for a moment, then fade through to…

We’ve set up our cameras where she sets up hers – in her studio – so the lighting is perfect, and the background plain. It’s perfect for capturing the best bestiality footage you could hope for…

Tereza is already removing her top, showing off a slim, almost boob-less body – her arms covered in tattoos, another large dragon tattoo on her chest above her small breasts, the rest of her flesh pale and unmarked. She looks lean, and hard, and tough… She looks like the sort of woman who SHOULD be on our show. Like she belongs under a dog. Take what you like from that!

Without speaking, she moves onto her jeans – unbuttoning the front, then slipping them down her smooth, unmarked thighs, revealing that she’s not wearing panties either… Her neatly trimmed mohawk pussy, a narrow strip of dark hair, shaved on either side… The jeans are slipped down and off her feet, which she lifts one at a time to pull the jeans away – leaving her naked and very ready… Shifting from one foot to the other as she looks down at Logan and smiles, confirming that, “I’m ready to get started right now…”

She stands infront of the camera letting us view her from her toes up her slim legs, over her thin strip of pussy hair, narrow hips, thin belly, her small tits, pale flesh and colourful tattoos aplenty… She nibbles on her double-pierced bottom lip, and brings two hands up, running them along either side of her head, one along her shaved skull, the other through her black and red hair… Smiling to show her joy at the situation she’s found herself in…

We cut to another angle as the teenage punk steps toward our big Weimaraner, bending forward and running her hands over his back, rubbing him the right way, snarling, “Come on… You want it? Eh? You want this…?” as she gets him riled up.

She steps up to him, crouching down and leaning forward to rub her little tits against his side. Turning her head on the side and resting it on his back – looking right at home…

After a few seconds she pulls back from him, bringing her hands up to the sides of his wide head… Looking into his big black eyes, teasing, “Are you going to fuck me? Are you? I bet you are…”

She sneers, then pouts – and the dog licks the air between them, slapping his tongue toward her pursed lips… She waits, holding her position – keeping her lips out, perhaps leaning her head a little closer, bringing her into range – and Logan makes contact, licking at her face. His wide tongue slopping over her chin and lips, up over her nose. Long swipes. Lots of them.

She holds position – almost defiantly – letting him slide that wide, warm, wet tongue all over her face. Pulling her lips around, her nose… Sliding over her piercings, soaking everything.

When she’s finally had enough, she leans back, dropping her pale little arse down between her heels – looking back at the beast and then licking her wet lips before sneering again… Snarling, “Mmmmm… Nasty boy!”

The dog stands up and moves after her, flapping his tongue out at the air, then moving around to her side, and then behind her… She watches him as he goes, but doesn’t attempt to stop him, bracing herself slightly as he moves right behind her, out of her field of vision… And now, knowing where he is, and what’s likely to happen next, she leans forward, hands to the floor infront of her, then pushes her arse back toward him…

Everything is firm… Tight… Small, but inviting…

As she’s getting into position, the dog is already rearing up and trying to mount her, his paws scraping over her narrow back, already leaving a few small scratches on her pale flesh…

She winces at the pain, but doesn’t resist, shuffling her little behind around – helping to line him up properly, reaching back between her thighs with one hand, letting it hover under her pussy, waiting to grab at his big dick as he moves up behind her again and makes another attempt to mount her…

“I can’t wait to feel that big cock inside me…” She gasps, not surprising anyone. Smiling, then adding, “Big dawgy cock…” As if we needed clarification.

And now the Weimaraner is on her back, his narrow chest against her spine, long front legs either side of her body, wrapping tight around her ribs – he leans into her and begins to pump his hindquarters toward hers, knocking her forward harder against the floor, her smalls tits squashed flat under his weight…

We cut round behind her – getting a close-up of her pussy as she brings her hand up under his cock, fingers against the tip, and pushes it into position between the lips of her pussy… The dog stays very still as he feels her touching him…

Then, as he feels her cool flesh against the tip of his cock, he sparks into life… Staggering forward beginning to pump at her – short, almost half stabs… She leans forward from the knees – a defensive move – she may be mad keen to fuck the dog, but she’s still scared of him!

“Go on, Logan!” squeaks our host, as excited as ever to see her dog in action with another whore.

It starts quick… And it’s hard…

The big beast taking control – holding her tight, his body covering hers, absolutely dominating her… Ramming that big canine cock into her a hundred times a minute…

Her face – red and sweaty – is against the floor, and she’s gasping throughout – already looking like she’s completely out of her depth… Uttering a panicked, strongly accented but still English, “Oh fuck… Oh shit… Fucck.. Ooohh… Ffuccckkk… Ahhhh… No! Noooo!”

We cut back behind them and look up between their thighs to see the dog’s cock pounding in and out of her snatch, the shmik-shmik-shmik sound of hard, wet flesh pumping in and out of soft, wet flesh…

Then we’re straight back to the side angle shot – her with her little tits flat to the floor, her firm little arse in the air, the dog on her back, holding tight, pumping fast… Her cheek down, head turned toward us, mouth open… Gritting her teeth… Surviving – nothing more… “Uuuhh God… Gaaaawwddd…”

We can hear Renae, off camera, encouraging her, “Take it… Take the pain… Bitch! Love it… Live it…”

We move around behind her to look at the dog’s powerful legs behind hers… His paws on the floor, he almost looks like he’s on tip-toes – muscles tensed as he bounces against her… His cock popping in and out of her twat, the knot making her pussy lips spread and then close – the strokes becoming increasingly difficult.

Then back to her face – looking at the strain… The mind-blowing intensity of it all… Teeth bared, then lips relaxing, hanging almost loose… Eyes closing, relaxed – then tight shut… Letting out occasional whimpers as she winces… It seems that the cock is half from heaven, half from hell…

There’s a quick cutaway shot to Renae, watching our host behind the cameras, her hands on her chest, over her clothes but still squeezing at her tits. Grinning as she watches her dog in action…

Then back to a wider angle to watch as the big Weimaraner continues to plough into this mean looking punk bitch, driving her little chest harder and harder against the floor…. With her tiny tits squished to the floor, her chest having nowhere to go, the power of each thrust is squeezing the air out of her… Rendering her silent… Her cheek squashed against the floor, then turning her head so that her lip piercings and nose are squished – almost deliberately pushing down against her nose, her mouth slightly open, her tongue slipping out, licking the floor… Lost in the moment…

The sheer size and power of the beast – the girth of his cock, the heat of it… It’s fried her fucking brain! She’s gone to another dimension… And it took less than a minute.

Renae steps in and crouches down infront of her, reaching out to stroke hair out of her eyes… Then stroking her head, calling her, “Good slut… Gooooood slut…”

Tereza manages a half-arsed look up to her host, her tongue still stroking over the floor… She’s drooling a little as she licks. Then pausing, and wincing… And we cut to a close-up of her pussy…

Her flesh is more strained than before – the lips looking like they are about to split… That big, ugly knot, twisting and pulling against her flesh… We can see her pussy lips bulging, being pulled away from her body, dragged by the dog’s member… Making her gasp…

And then our host’s hand comes into the shot again, this time reaching in to gently rub her guest’s pussy rather than her head.

We cut to a shot of Tereza’s reaction, tossing her head back and smiling at the double-decker sensation of a knot in her pussy and a beautiful woman’s fingers on her clit… Gasping, “Oh yes, oh yes, yes, yes…. Oh my gaaaaahhhhdd, yesssss… OOoohhhh, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop… Keep doing that…”

We cut to a wider shot, seeing the look on Renae’s face as she leans over her guest and the dog, her cheeks dimpling as she smiles whilst her hand moves around between the photographer’s legs, working that pussy… She looks like she’s right in her element – a little lezzo fun mixed with her dogsex…

We cut to a wide shot of the three of them… Dog, bitch, and host… Each of them getting their own bit of joy… The dog happy for porn princess to work Tereza’s pussy around his cock, and Tereza happy to have her pussy played with by such a hot woman whilst fucking this dirty dog… Our host, just happy to be inducting another filthy slut into her world of bestial disgrace.

We sometimes forget just how big our favourite Weimaraner is – but this angle, and this distance, really brings things into perspective. We can barely see our guest under the beast – and our host’s cleavage is only just visible above his body as she kneels behind him.

Tereza continues to let out little squeaks and gasps, working her pussy up and down against his knot…

Renae leans forward over her dog, toward Tereza’s ear, to snarl, “Can you feel his cum filling you up?” Enhancing the physical with the mental… “All that hot, doggy, spunk splashing around inside your cunt… You love it, don’t you? You dirty fucking whore!!” Goads the squeaky pornstar.

Our guest responds with a series of little nods, and “Yeah… Yeah… Yeahh…” moans as she feels that knot swelling in her some more.

This continues for another thirty seconds, with our guest’s breathing becoming increasingly laboured – her expression changing from joy to intense pleasure… Her chest swelling as she gasps in air and holds it… Holding it… Holding… Until she’s suddenly shaking and gasping, squealing out loud as a huge dogasm explodes through her nervous system. She’s instantly sheened with sweat – looking like she’s been at it for an hour rather than a couple of minutes.

As her guest cums, our host steps back and grabs one of the large professional cameras that’s sitting on the floor nearby – raises it quickly and snaps a couple of pictures of the Cezch in mid-orgasm. Telling her to ‘smile’ for the camera. Tereza, of course, isn’t able to follow instructions, she’s too far into her pleasure zone – nothing else matters but this immediate, intense joy, and the fire in her cunt.

We cut to behind the action, down low, looking up at Logan’s big balls his puffy dark arsehole swelling and winking as he shoots hot cum into her little belly – which quivers and shakes as she struggles to control herself in her post-orgasmic moments. “Yeeahh… Yeeeaaa… YYeeaahh…”

Renae continues to take photographs, taunting her guest the whole time, “Filthy fucking Euro-slut… Taking that doggy cock… Loving it… You dirty cunt!”

Slowly recovering her senses, Tereza turns her head a little further to the side, resting her weight pretty much on her ear, and smiles back up at her, still letting out happy “Yeaaahhh… Mmmmmmm… Aaaahhhh…” sounds.

Renae puts the camera down and slips around infront of the knotted bitch, dropping down flat to the floor so she can get her face infront of her guest’s face (albeit upside down). Snarling, “Love it… Don’t you? Filthy cunt!” again without being able to hide her smile.

And Tereza nods and smiles again… Still gasping a little as she feels that knot swelling and squirting in her pussy… Renae leans in closer and plants an uninvited, upside down, wide-mouthed kiss on her. Mouths don’t line up well in this position, so it’s more of a tongue to tongue licking exchange… Which Tereza joins in with quite happily (who wouldn’t?) – welcoming it just like she welcomed that dog to her back, and that ugly cock to her cunt.

We pull back to a wide shot to see that the big dog is still standing over them – holding tight to the skinny photographer, cock buried deep inside her tight little body…

Her face to the floor, her chest and boobs squashed down, her arse up… The pale tattooed body looking so slim under the beast… Both of them breathing hard… Neither of them moving any more than they need to. With our pornstar host on the floor next to her, almost mimicking her position – arse in the air even though she’s still wearing her mini-skirt and jacket, and there’s no dog to mount her… Still whispering sweet filth to her guest.

We usually try to keep things moving on our show, skipping the less active knotting sequences – but today we hold the shot for a long time… Actionless… Just watching a big grey dog, holding onto his small pale woman… Him panting, her struggling to breath, Renae talking shit. “Dirty fucking slut… Take that knot… Take that cum… You love it! Lucky bitch!”

We cut to the other side of the photographic studio, looking back across the room at our crew crowded around the dog and his two bitches… Watching from a distance. The relative silence in the room – hushed whispers from the sluts on the floor… The dog’s panting… Our crew working quietly so as not to disturb the intensity of the moment… Which goes on and on…

They hold together for so long that he has time to shrink right down whilst he’s still inside her… When we cut closer to watch as he pulls backwards, we get a perfect view up between his hind-legs as his small knot plops clear, and the shaft of his long cock slithers out of her… It’s a moment which seems to be almost an anticlimax, it’s almost the most natural moment we’ve ever had on the show… The fuck is over, let’s move on…

Once he’s off her back, before she’s had a chance to move, Logan immediately steps forward, and buries his snout between her thighs and digs his tongue as far into her pussy as he can – making her writhe forward against her tits, letting her knees spread a little wider, angling her belly down to push her pussy back toward him… And lets him lick… She’s barely over the penetration, and now this slimy, hot tongue is taking her to another place…

Renae rises up on her knees to lean forward over the Czech girl’s back, reaching out to grab and spread her butt-cheeks to give the dog a better target to lick… The pornstar leans right in to join in – and it’s honestly hard to tell whether she’s trying to lick her guest’s arse – or to get the dog to lick her open mouth and tongue… It’s probably a bit of both!

The beast keeps working Tereza’s cunt and his mistresses mouth with his big hot tongue. Both of them moan, no words, just pleasurably happy noises. Mmmmmmm, nnnmmmmmm, mmmmmmnnnnn. In a quick close up we can see her big pussy lips being mashed around by his even bigger tongue, the shiny pink insides glistening for the camera – the crack of her arse and her little brown star slick with saliva from dog and host, and above that, Renae’s mouth open and tongue out, catching her guest’s arse and her dog’s tongue…

Between licks, Renae encourages her boy to “Lick it.. Lick it…” – and again, we’re not sure if she means Tereza’s cunt or her own tongue.

On the floor, our Czech slut gasps and arches her back, breathing fast and loud – opening herself up to even more of his tongue… Letting him lick over her snatch against and again, his tongue dragging her big pussy lips to the left and the right, and splitting them apart as he gets into her groove.

Tereza continues to gasp and moan throughout. Eyes closed, moving her cheek around on the floor as she loses herself in yet another doggy-gasm… Cumming hard on his tongue… Her red face almost glowing… The sweat making her cheek almost slide on the floor…

It’s all too much for her – she can’t take anymore, pushing her knees back, dropping down flat on her belly, her legs together, blocking the beast’s access to her sloppy snatch… Collapsing down and rolling away from the dog and her host.

Logan tries to follow, licking her thighs and her arse for a moment as Renae crawls after them, giggling and squeaking, “Ahhhh, boyy… I think she’s all done… I think you’ve finished this bitch off!”

Logan reacts by hopping away from the new bitch, back to his regular squeeze – launching a series of kisses at her face… Renae, skilled pro that she is, makes sure she provides a good angle for our cameras to catch the long tongue slopping over her face, smooshing her lips, meeting her tongue and slipping inside… A good twenty seconds of pure kissing which leaves her out of breath and smile, with her dimpled face soaked with dog saliva.

As the dog is licking our host’s face, we pan away to see our guest, now flipped over onto her back, out of breath, sweaty, fondling her breasts as she watches Renae and the dog making out. She’s enjoying it – looking both elated and exhausted…

We pan back to Renae as she pulls back from the dog, then crawls forward to her guest and flops down on her behind next to her. They both look like they’ve had fun – although Tereza’s naked, sweaty, scratched up flesh demonstrates that she’s done the hard work!

Renae checks, “Are you happy with that?”

“Very happy.. Yes.” Confirms our guest, breathing hard, her accented stronger than before – she’s too tired to try to speak her best English. “Very good. I’m happy you came.”

Renae giggles, “You’re the one that did all of the cumming!” She leans in and gives her guest another quick kiss, and the Czech slut responds in kind, pushing forward to get a quick lip-lock… Renae pushes on, and the two share a surprisingly passionate moment, before she pulls back, smirking and accusing our guest of being a, “Dirty slut!” – which makes Tereza smile… And we fade out on another successful introduction to bestiality.

The screen fills with a perfectly framed side-shot of Tereza – naked, on hands and knees, with a large and handsome black labrador mounted on her back, clearly buried in her pussy, his front legs around her slim body, his jaw resting on her shoulder. She’s turning her head toward our camera, trying to kiss the tip of his snout. Both look very happy and very good.

Caption – “Tereza has already got her new ‘model’ for future photoshoots, and is accepting bookings…”

We then flash through a series of almost identical images – with the same dog mounted on a series of women (their faces blurred out, but the rest of their naked frames fully exposed. Clients getting their money’s worth – all snapped by our guest of the week. She seems to have found a business model that works!

Caption – “Housewives of the United Kingdom of Zoo… If you want to get some sexy doggy pictures for your hubby… Or for yourself… Come and see Tereza!”

We fade out as we continue to scroll through these side-on images of Blackpool’s housewives. Another week complete, another happy convert – spreading the message of the UK of Zoo to everyone she can.

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of a busy city street, two lanes of traffic heading in each direction, then a row of shops, each with two levels of windows above the ground-floor store fronts. At the end of the row there’s an impressive Victorian looking pub, THE NEW CROSS INN, with the pub itself downstairs, then two levels of windowed living space, then dormer windows sticking out of the sloping rooftop.

A caption fills the screen: “READING, ENGLAND.”

We move toward the pub, and as the caption fades we are facing a large pair of doors to the public bar… One opens and rather than a customer exiting, or a publican or barmaid waiting for us – it’s our big fat Cockney host – looking right in his element… In a pub, with a pint in his hand, and he seems to have had a few already… He grins into camera and greets us in his loud, confident, rasping voice…

“’Ello… Welcome to The New Cross Inn… And welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… I’m your host, Dennis Baxter… Now why don’t you come on inside and meet this week’s guest… She’s a little bit shy… So be nice… We wouldn’t want to scare her off, would we?”

We cut to the inside of the pub and a small, very slim, blonde-haired middle-aged girly woman pulling a pint and laughing – a big open mouthed, deep laugh – joking with the customers. A white t-shirt hangs loose against her body, revealing what appears to be a narrow frame with almost impossibly round but unusually spaced boobs.

We cut to a close-up, with her turned away from her customers – who are mugging and waving in the background. She’s not young, but she’s still pretty, with a very big mouth, big teeth, red lips…

She introduces herself with a wide smile, her Berkshire accent is strong but fun (a little like a female Ricky Gervais), “Hello… My name is Avril Ellison and I’m 55 years old… And I’m from The New Cross!” She waves her arms in the air to rile up the customers to cheer her comment.

We cut to a side-by-side interview… The little lady now standing beside our hefty host, he has one meaty arm around her narrow shoulders (and she looks like she can feel the weight of it), and his pint in the other.

The blonde flips her long hair back over her shoulders as she waits for the interview to begin, looking around at our three cameras – deciding which she will use as her primary angle, and then flipping her hair back again and taking a deep breath between smiles. Up close we can see the signs of age in her face – little crowsfeet in the corners of her eyes and mouth. She looks younger than 55, but not much.

Dennis opens up with his regular starting comment, “So, Avril… Tell us why we’re ‘ere today…”

Despite her big smile and loud voice, she looks a little nervous, but appears to be drawing confidence from the patrons who are hanging on her every word.

“It’s somefing that’s been brewing for a long time… When I was younger, like a teenager, we ‘ad a dog, a bitch, Elsie, and whenever she was on heat I’d take her for a walk, and I didn’t know I should have been avoidin’ dogs… And they’d all crowd around and try to fuck her… And I should ‘ave chased ‘em away, but I loved it… Watchin’ them fuck her… All those years ago, I used to think about swapping places with ‘er… Getting’ down on the ground and letting ‘em mount me… They probably wouldn’t have even been interested. I’d take my camera with me, take photos – I loved the ones where you could see the dogs ‘ad ‘ard-ons… I used to masturbate to those photos…”

There’s a big cheer from the bar, which has been hanging on her every word.

She continues, “Then we obviously took it a bit far, because she got pregnant… After that I got more interested in her ‘avin’ puppies and that… I deleted the photographs because I was worried about gettin’ found out… Then I forgot about the sex. I didn’t think about it for years… Then your show came on, and this lot…”

She holds up her arms and the bar cheers again. She smiles, waiting for them to calm down again… “We always show UK of Zoo on a Sunday night… And the gents are always asking me to go on it… I’ve laughed it off, I never told them about Elsie… But I keep remembering those ‘special’ walks, getting’ jealous of ‘er… And I finally just thought – why not?”

Dennis moves away from his guest, just a little, to put his beer hand around a middle-aged man who looks particularly red-faced. Dennis pulls him closer to our guest and asks, “And who’s this, then..?”

Both our guest, and the red-faced man, say that, “This is my husband…” / “I’m ‘er old man.”

Dennis leans toward the man and asks, “And what d’you fink of this?”

The husband shrugs, still grinning, “I can’t control ‘er… I can barely keep up with her… She’s a good girl, I’m ‘appy for ‘er to ‘ave ‘er fun… Just as long as she’s behind the bar every night – I’m ‘appy!”

“And does this turn you on?” Asks Dennis.

The husband barely pauses, “Of course!”

The men in the bar cheer again, a chant of “C’mon Avril… C’mon Avril…” and we fade through to, a private room at the rear of the pub. A dozen of the most loyal patrons are standing along one wall, fresh pints in hand, whilst our blonde guest, fighting a huge smile, peels off her t-shirt to show us a very ribby upper body, and to give them a long-awaited look at her tits…

They are round and firm, and definitely not natural. A cheap pair (purchased to ‘celebrate’ her 50th birthday, we’re told), from a dodgy cosmetic surgeon who must have finished bottom of his class at medical school. Not ugly, but too firm and too widely spaced. We’re not complaining though, boobs are boobs!

She looks at them, smiling but cocking her head on the side, as if she thinks they are all idiots. “Honestly guys, you’d think you’d never seen a pair of tits!”

One of them calls back, “We’ve never seen YOUR pair of tits!”

Then we hear the familiar voice of her husband, “Speak for yourself!”

Ignoring the chatter, Avril continues stripping, bringing her hands down to her black trousers, unbuttoning them, open up the front, then wriggling them down over her narrow hips – slipping her thumbs inside to catch the edges of her panties and removing them at the same time. As they slip down her thighs we get a good shot of her hairless pussy, the wide gap at the top of her thighs, the thick lips of her cunt a sharp contrast to her slim body and positively skinny legs.

She bends forward to push the trousers over her knees and down her calves, then steps out of them before straightening up to show herself off to the patrons in full frontal, holding her arms out to confirm this is it. Now that we can see the whole package, we’re struck by how slim she is, how pale her skin, and how incredible fake those cheap tits are. Small but incredibly round and firm, set too wide on her chest, shaped and sized almost like a pair of oranges. She looks her age, but that’s not a bad thing.

The cheeky customer calls out, “Go on then, slut… Fuck the dog!” – and Avril feigns surprise at the name calling, whilst a couple of other patrons join in, “Yeah, go on slut…” – we cut to see her husband adding, with a big red-faced grin, “Yeah slut… Fuck the dog! Don’t keep us waitin’!”

We cut to a shot of Dennis as he unhooks the dog’s collar, and sets the beast free…

Then to Avril as she bends from the hips, keeping those long legs straight… Reaching out to catch the him by his shoulders as he arrives infront of her – grabbing his neck, one hand hooking in under his collar, holding him steady as she looks up into our camera and comments, “Oh he’s strong!” as he pushes against her grip… Then allowing her legs to buckle and dropping to one knee, bringing herself down closer to the dog’s level without releasing her grip.

She leans in closer, slipping one hand down under his belly, feeling for his sheath – holding her breath as she lets him at her face, pouting… Letting his tongue slop over her lips… She smiles as he does it… Taking it for as long as she can before pushing him away with one hand so she can take a breath – her other hand still gripping his sheath as she looks into our camera and tells us that… “I’m bloody soaked…” (which gets a laugh from our suddenly silent group).

He begins to pump against her hand as she continues to fondle him – making her smile and lean forward to get a better grip on his sheath, trying to hold his shaft as he tries to fuck her hand – each thrust revealing a little more of the pink tip of the cock within.

She appears happy to let him fuck her grip, leaning further forward and pressing her fake tits against his big body, still looking up toward us, smiling broadly… Almost laughing with excitement as our boy shuffles and twists under her, his fur rubbing against her flesh.

He continues to get more and more agitated, until he breaks her grip and twists out from under her – a noticeable pole of pink flesh poking out of his sheath, three inches and thin, but definitely getting bigger… As he moves away, she falls forward onto her hands and knees… Immediately twisting around to show him her backside, dropping her belly toward the floor, an inverse arch in her back, pushing her arse back, showing off her pussy…

It’s notable that the patrons watching on have fallen into total silence now – not quite believing what they are seeing, even though they knew exactly what was going to happen here.

Avril sees the camera on her face rather than her behind, or the dog, and gives us another excited smile… She shuffles her knees a few more inches apart, parting her thighs a little as she gets comfortable, then almost sings, “I’m ready… You can fuck me now!”

Romeo, who is wondering around, a little confused by all of the men watching, suddenly realises that his bitch is ready, and heads straight to her exposed rear end, then digs his snout in between her butt-cheeks and begins to lick that wide gap at the top of her thighs, his tongue dragging over her fat pussy lips – much to her delight.

He licks for a short while, maybe a dozen slopping strokes, dragging that long tongue up over her sex, making her gasp from the sudden pleasure of it, then raises his head up and over her behind, and shuffles forward, raising his front paw to her behind, wrapping it around her hip, and then pulling himself up and over her behind – taking up position on her back, his front legs wrapping around her body.

There’s a murmer from the collected patrons, “Fuckin’ hell…” as they see their landlady taking her first mount… Something they’d only dreamed of until now.

They aren’t the only ones talking, because under the dog our guest is also exclaiming, “Oooooohh fffffuuucccckkk!” as the beast takes up position and begins to pump at her rear end.

We cut to a close-up, low angle shot, looking up between her long, slim thighs at the dog’s cock as it pokes out of its sheath and prods around and against her fat pussy lips.

Back to the side angle, watching her in profile – skinny legs, slim body, fake tits pointing down (but not hanging, they’re too tight to her chest for that), ribcage poking against her flesh, thin arms, head down, blonde hair almost obscuring her face – big black dog on her back, doing his best to fuck her… And she’s just letting him try.

From off camera, we hear her husband call, “For fuck’s sake, Avvie… We ain’t got all night – ‘elp the poor bugger!”

Avril lifts one hand out from under herself and uses it to flip her long hair back from her face again as she turns her head toward her husband and flashes a little smile, then she twists to reach back under her body, down between her thighs.

We cut down to our low angle shot of her pussy, looking up between her skinny thighs to watch as she uses her long fingers to guide the beast’s cock into her waiting pussy, poking the tip between the lips, and then letting out a short, sharp, whimper as the tool slips inside.

We cut back to the wide angle to repeat that moment, watching her body jerk as the beast takes possession of her – we hear that sharp whimper again – and then the beast takes off like an Olympic sprinter – hammering into her at a hundred and twenty strokes a minute. Her body is rocked around but her firm fake titties hang still.

She tries to stay cool, acting like it’s fun rather than electric… Holding that smile, but we can tell it’s hard work as the animal goes to town on her sexual quarter – slamming into her over and over.

After 15 seconds the smile is gone – after 20, she’s let her head drop, and that long blonde hair is a curtain – hiding her face, but unable to muffle her continued whimpered “Oooh” and “Aaaahh” noises.

Our cheeky patron calls, “Not so fucking confident now… Are ya?”

As the fuck continues infront of us, we hear him telling anyone who’s listening that, “She always says those sluts on the telly are lightweights… Like she could take it, no bovva!” and then laughing at her current position.

We don’t really want to hear him – we’d rather hear the panting of the dog, his toenails on the floor, the wet slapping noise of his cock in her cunt, and her continued gasping whimpers.

We cut back down to that low angle – looking up to watch that big dog cock slipping in and out of her sloppy slot… Doggy jism leaking out and dripping to the floor. The knot already forming at the base of his shaft, popping in and out of her as it grows. The sound, particularly when we use this camera angle, is louder, and very wet.

The pounding doesn’t last long – although we do our best to stretch it out, showing the whole fuck from that side-angle, then this low angle, and then again from the rear angle, and finally cutting to the front angle, dropping down low to look through her hair to see her expression as the beast ploughs into her. Each thrust causing just a little more pleasure, a little more pain, and a little more horror. It’s written all over her face – she can’t believe she’s doing this… And she can’t believe she’s enjoying it.

We cut back to the original side-angle as the beast begins to slow up, pulling tighter against her rear end, leaning into her, almost hard enough to make her fall forward – but not quite. His crotch pushed hard up against her behind, his cock buried deep – the knot growing enough to stretch her snatch as far as it’s ever stretched.

We cut down to the low angle to see just how stretched she is… Her flesh looking like it will rip apart at any moment. The knot now fully seals her hole so that barely a drop of spunk is leaking out.

Resting on both elbows, her head down, our guest is trying to breathe through the moment. The big knot throbbing in her pussy makes it hard to relax, whilst the cock squirting inside her, and the feeling of hot spunk in her belly is enough to make any woman tingle… The two sides of the dogsex coin.

On her back, the big dog is slumped forward with his jaw resting on her shoulder blade, his head turned slightly away from us, looking like he’s almost shy, or embarrassed to be caught in this compromising position. His thin tail is hanging down, barely hiding his big balls.

From off camera we hear Dennis saying, “Go on then… Don’t be chicken…”

We cut to a wider angle to see one of the patrons, we suspect the cheeky one, stepping forward with a nervous smile on his face – moving up to the dog and carefully bending forward to take hold of his tail, lifting it up to show off the beast’s balls, then his arsehole – letting us see it swelling and puckering as he squirts his seed into this skinny blonde bitch. “Oh, he’s got you good, hasn’t he?” He pauses, looking at the throbbing arsehole, then bends further forward to look between the dog’s hind-legs to check out the knot in her snatch, then turning back toward the publican and calling, “Hey mate, your wife is absolutely stuffed… An’ she’s getting’ filled right up with that hot dog spunk!”

We cut to a shot of the husband, watching on, red-faced, looking more amused than turned-on. He calls back, “Clive… Keep your ‘ands on the dog, and off my bitch – or you’re barred!” and then laughing.

Then we cut to a close-up of Avril again, the look on her face showing that she couldn’t care less what her husband and his friend are saying or doing. She’s completely lost in the moment – being filled by the beast. Her mouth now hanging a little open.

We cut to the wider angle, looking at her from the side, with ‘Clive’ behind her, holding that tail up for our camera-man, looking like a very naughty, overweight, schoolboy. We note that Avril is moving her hips around a little, enjoying the way the dog feels on her back, his fur against her flesh, his weight on her joints, his dick in her pussy. All that cum in her belly.

Clive can’t resist reaching in between the dog’s hindlegs, putting his fingers against the knot in the back of Avril’s pussy, and then giving the dog’s cock a few little shoves deeper into her pussy, letting the knot stop it going too far… “Go on, take it, slut…”

Avril’s husband reacts by calling out, “Watch it…” – but he shuts up as soon as he hears his wife gasping, “Oooooohh yyeeeeaaasssssss… Ooohhh God…. OOOoooooohhhhh…” – and begins to buck back against the action.

She’s leaning even further forward, burying her head against her forearm, making more noise, “OOooohhh fffffffaaaahhhkiinn’ ‘ell…” as one of her regulars from the bar prods the dog’s dick in and around her pussy, driving her desire.

“I’m gunna make your wife cum…” He looks proud of himself, but sounds like he’s just having a laugh with a friend, teasing him, “ ‘Arry, I’m gunna make ‘er cum…”

Infront of him, under the big beast, our skinny blonde bitch is taking that cock like a champion. Leaning forward into the crook of her elbow, rocking forward each time Clive pushes that Doberman dick into her. Gasping and swearing, “Fuccckkk… Ooohhhh… Mmmnnnn… OOoohh shiiiitttee…”

Her thighs are shaking, as is her skinny belly, even her firm titties are shaking a little as her ribcage expands and contracts… And she’s getting louder, her words making less sense… And then Clive is jumping back as she suddenly spasms – her legs jerking, toes hard against the floor, legs straightening, pushing her arse up in the air, lifting the dog up, his hindpaws lifting off the floor – him reacting by holding tighter around her middle, his hindlegs bending and his paws scraping down the outside of her skinny thighs as he tries to hold on.

His grip, and the nails against her skin, seem to enhance the experience… Her body shaking, her face pushed harder against her forearm, her chest down closer to the floor, her breathing fast and loud.

Behind her, Clive reaches between the dog’s legs again and tries to give that knot another little nudge – which gets an immediate, “FUUCCKCK OFFFF!!” from Avril, as she drops back to her knees, the dog dropping back to the floor.

The blonde breathes loud and fast, gasping, “Ohh God… Ohhh fucckk… Fuck off Clive!” – overstimulated, she rocks forward, taking the dog with her, then collapses under him, unable to fall flat onto her belly because the dog’s knot is still tied into her snatch.

Clive has fucked off – pulling back away from the action, leaving Romeo to stand over his bitch. His cock stretching between her pussy and his crotch… Even in this wider angle we can see the strain on her pussy. She’s still gasping, almost growling, “AAAahhhhh fffuuccckkk… OOooohh GGoooddddd!” – and shaking.

We move into a close-up of her pussy, lips bowed around the knot, bulging… The knot crowning, jism leaking out, squirting out, then suddenly popping – “AAARRRRHHHH!” as the knot breaks free, the glistening smooth shaft of the cock slithering out behind it, canine cum gushing out of the vacated hole before her pussy lips can close up slowly.

Back to the wide shot, replaying the scene from the side-angle as the dog stands over her and she drops away from him, ‘AAARRRRGHHHH!” Seeing the knot pull free, the shaft appearing behind it, bending as it pulls free – then she’s flat on the floor, with the beast still standing over her, his big cock now just hanging free, and twitching – shooting little lines of watery cum over her back and her pert little bottom.

We hold this image for a moment, with everyone silent. Just the panting of the dog, and the gasping of our guest. Then someone, not Clive, and not her husband, calls, “Suck ‘is cock!” and someone else adds, “Don’t waste that fucking hard-on!”

The blonde sits up and sweeps the hair from her face again, flicking it back over her shoulders and then looking toward her adoring patrons with a wry smile. She looks like she’s considering their request – and then she looks over at the dog.

We cut to a shot of his undercarriage, that big cock hanging down, twitching and squirting on the floor. Hanging, hard and heavy, ready to be used again.

Then we’re back on her as she says, “I’ve been servin’ you lot drinks for years… I suppose it’ll be nice for my to have a little drinky…” She pauses, looking over to the dog, then back to the boys, with a smile, and adding, “.. Is that what you want?”

Before the men get a chance to reply, her husband announces that, “Frankly, dear, I’d rather you came upstairs and sucked mine… I’m about ready to blow now!” He’s red faced and smiling as he says it, rubbing a hand against his bulging crotch.

Clive, the cheeky fat fucker, screws his face up in disgust, “A pretty woman like this shouldn’t be sucked a fat cunt’s cock… She deserves better!” The other patrons all laugh in agreement, adding “Yeah!” and “Suck the dog!”

Avril smiles, rolling her head over until she is looking at the dog again, clearly wanting to suck it infront of these men and our cameras – then she looks back to her husband. “Okay… I’ll get to you later… Believe me, I’ll do everything you like tonight! I’m in a ‘good’ mood!” Then she looks from man to man in the group and pauses to think… Then gets to her feet, her legs shaky from the dogasm and the pounding, and stumbles to the side of the room, where there’s a table full of glasses. She retrieves one and stumbles back toward the group – holding it out to them. “For the rest of you… I’ll suck this dog off… And you can all watch… But… I’ve been pulling pints for you lot for years, it’s time for you to pull one for me!”

There’s a collective “Wwwwwwwooooooooo!” from the smiling, half-drunk group – then we cut to a shot of the skinny blonde on her back, shifting backwards, her head between the dog’s hindlegs, with his dick hanging down toward her face. She’s smiling up at it, letting a shot of watery spunk spray over her face and into her hair – which makes her smile grow…

She’s got her hands back over her shoulders, gripping his shins, keeping him still as she raises her head up toward his tool, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out – licking the ugly head of the cock, running it around the end, moving the shaft around playfully… Smiling, then fighting the smile off, and licking some more… Using her tongue to shift the end of the cock into her mouth.

She shifts her head forward, closing her lips around the shaft and sucking it in – her cheeks hollowing as she pushes up to the beast, taking the cock deeper into her mouth.

We cut to a quick shot of her audience, noting that (with the exception of her husband) they’ve all got their cocks out and are jerking them as they watch the blow-job… The pint glass ready to be passed to the ‘readiest’ man… With the husband silent, Clive is giving instructions, “We want to give this slut a proper drink… She’s earned it… So don’t be stingy with your fluids… We’ll never fill it with jizz, so spit in there too…” – and with that he leans forward and spits into the glass.

We cut back to see Avril’s reaction, eyes widening as she looks out from under the dog, to see the men passing the glass around, taking turns to spit into it.

She’s still running her mouth up and down the shaft, her cheeks sucked in, light slurping noises at the end of each down-stroke as the cock almost escapes her lips – then sliding back up it.

We cut to a wider-angle, side-on again, watching the dog as he stands over her face, looking away from her – apparently ambivalent about the oral action. Under him, she’s holding his hindlegs, pumping her head up and down, swallowing his cock up on each stroke.

We swing away from her to see one of the patrons pointing his cock down into the glass, ejaculating sticky globs of man-fat into it. Another guy tapping him on the shoulder, mid-wank, trying to get the glass so he can drop his load. We hear someone, probably Clive, hocking up as much snot into his next spit as possible – then we’re back to the blow-job…

Our guest has dropped her mouth off the cock and is working it with her tongue again, running it around the tip, letting him squirt his hot seed down the sides of her face, under her chin and even onto her hard little tits.

We cut away from her again, to see a close-up of a cock (human) cumming in that pint glass – joining the disgusting collection. We hear another man’s voice calling, “Pass the glass…”

Then we’re back to the doggy blow-job, watching our skinny guest as she hooks the end of the cock back into her mouth again, and begins to slide her lips up and down the shaft some more. Looking up into our camera as she does it… Milking the dog, and the moment!

We hear Clive shouting, “I ‘ope your thirsty!” – and from the way she’s sucking on the cock, and swallowing everything the Romeo is giving her, we have to assume she very thirsty – willing to swallow anything!

She bounces her face under him for a few more seconds before letting her head drop back, the cock out of her open mouth, and catching her breath (leaving her mouth open to catch any further squirts of jism the dog may release). Breathing hard, smiling, looking like the dirtiest girl in England tonight… Raising her head a little to kiss the tip of the dick, then moving her face around to drag the cock around her face a little, and laughing a little…

All done, she slips out from under the dog, her face glistening with dog cum, and sits up – leaning back on her hands, propping herself up. Her skinny body and firm round tits streaking with sweat and doggy jism. She looks at the watching group and urges them to, “Come on then boys… I’m still thirsty… Where’s my pint?”

Naturally, it’s Clive who’s holding the pot… A close-up shot confirms that it’s swilling with saliva and jism. It’s a disgusting brew – the cum floating in the spit, bubbles of both on the surface. The glass is maybe only half-full as there’s a limit to how much these men can cum and spit. Off camera, most of our crew contributed to bulk the contents up (making it an 18 man brew in total).

Clive smirks, “Sorry it’s not full, but, well… Girl drink halves anyway, don’t they..?” and holds the glass out to her.

Avril gives him another of her smiles as she take the glass, holding it away from her as if it’s toxic waste, then turns to the camera and gives us a smile. “I suppose it’s too late to get some class now, innit?” – another smile, and then she brings the glass to her mouth…

She holds it there for a moment, readying herself, then tips it up, letting the viscous fluid run over her lip and run into her mouth, wincing as she gets her first taste – but not stopping… Drinking slowly – not to taunt us, or to make the moment sexy, but because it’s so disgusting that she can’t force herself to do it faster… Pouring the glass of split and spurt into her mouth, gulping it down, looking increasingly disgusted, but continuing anyway, going through the whole glass in one go – only pulling the glass from her lip at the last moment to let the final dregs pour from the glass onto her chin, to run down her neck to her chest.

At this point, Romeo returns to the action, walking up to her, his head level with hers as she sits back – and beginning to lick at her tits, his big tongue swiping over them, cleaning up the spit and making her gasp again. He follows the trail of spit up her chest to her neck, with her smiling as he cleans her up… As he moves closer to her face she angles her head down to let him lick the spit off her chin, opening her mouth to let him lick that too.

We watch the licking show for a few more seconds, then fade through to a shot of her stroking the dog’s head and neck, and giving him a quick kiss on the nose, and saying, “Thank you”, before getting up to her face and stumbling away from us as sexily as she can manage, over to her husband – taking his hand, and saying, “C’mon babe… Let’s go to bed…” as she begins to lead him out. The watching patrons aren’t sure if they should applaud or cheer her performance, so their reaction falls somewhere short of either.

As our guest leads her husband out, Clive calls, “Make sure she brushes ‘er teeth!”, which is enough to make most of the men laugh.

We pan away from them, back to Romeo, the big Doberman still catching his breath, looking thoroughly satisfied, and then we fade out on the action.

A white caption begins to type up onto the screen, telling us that, “After her dogsex debut, Avril and Harry resisted the temptation to buy their own dog… But Clive didn’t…”

We fade in on iPhone video footage of Clive sitting at the bar, with a large St Bernard dog relaxing on the floor at his feet. He’s laughing at something someone has said. We can see Avril behind the bar, serving beers. In the background, a tv screen is showing an episode of UK of Zoo.

A second caption types up at the bottom of the screen, “Every week, on Sundays, after UK of Zoo, lucky ticket holders get a private show in the back room – Avril and Clive’s dog put on a special show for lucky ticket holders from the weekly bar raffle.

The image in the middle of the screen changes to a montage of the bar being closed up, Avril walking through to the back-room with Clive, his dog, and a line of men following; to a now naked Avril on her knees playing push/shove with the happy looking St Bernard; and then her husband, back in the bar cleaning up. He gets her when the rest of the pervs have gone home, he doesn’t need to see the show… And we’re not going to see it either – because we’re fading out for another week.

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of the rear of a large stadium – glass and brick – baring the legend ‘ASTON VILLA FOOTBALL CLUB’, along with the club’s blue, yellow and claret shield.

The caption seems almost unnecessary, but it fills the screen anyway, “BIRMINGHAM, ENGLAND.”

As we pan away down and from the stand, we see claret-coloured fences blocking access to a car park, then swing around to look away from the stadium, to some houses just a short walk away…

Walking toward us from those houses – a blonde vision in a tight black mini-dress. It’s our All-American zoo-slut, and former Playboy model, Jenna McCartney. As she walks she introduces herself and this week’s show, but it’s hard to focus on what she’s saying because she’s so damned hot! Her skirt is so short we can almost see the gusset of her panties, and the front of her dress so low we can almost see the nipples on those perfect breasts… And we really want to see everything she’s got!

Her friendly mid-west accent is as attractive and welcoming as her looks. “Hi there petfans… Welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… I’m your host, Jenna McCartney, and this week, we’re in Aston, in the city of Birming-ham, so that a paying customer can get exactly what he paid for…”

We pan away from her to look at the buildings in the background, closing in on one slightly – then cutting into a room, which we assume is on the other side of one of those windows.

We’re looking at woman, sitting a comfortable looking leather couch, looking right back at us – looking relaxed and a little aloof. She attractive, tanned, and middle-aged – her face slim, well made-up, perhaps a little slutty. Her hair light brown with blonde highlights, tied up but still loose around the sides.

She says nothing – then we pull back a little to reveal a man sitting on the couch to her side… He’s wearing a piggy mask (a fairly realistic looking mask that hides his identity). He points toward her as he introduces her… “This is Celia Lowe… She tells me she’s 43 years old… And she’s a prostitute from Birmingham. I know she’s a prostitute because I’ve been paying her for sex for the last three years.”

She’s smiling as he talks, and the smile gets bigger when he mentions she’s a prostitute, and again when he says he’s been paying her for the last few years.

“Say hello to the nice people of UK of Zoo, Celia…” He orders.

She gives us a little half-hand wave and says, “Hello nice people of UK of Zoo!” – then blows a kiss to the camera.

We cut from her to our American host, sitting opposite them, legs crossed as she pretends she’s not a slut and does her serious interviewer act. “So tell us all, why are we hear today?”

Back to Mr Piggy, who leans in and puts his arm around an unimpressed Celia as he talks. “Celia… Is not only my preferred prostitute… She’s also my confessional… She’s the only woman I’ve ever been able to talk to about my fetish for watching women have sex with pigs…”

She nods slightly, sighing, “Yeah” as he talks, acknowledging that he’s telling the truth without giving any indication of any emotion or interest in what he’s saying.

He continues, “I wear this mask when I have sex with Celia… And it’s the best feeling I’ve ever had… Squealing and grunting as I cum inside her, or over her beautiful arse…”

She seems to smile at the compliment, and we realise that she is human… Capable of some emotion.

He continues, “I’ve asked her if she’d do it for real whilst I watch… And she’s always told me that I can’t afford to pay her what that would cost… But she’s never said she wouldn’t do it… So I keep asking, trying to get a price out of her…” She holds her arms out as if indicating ‘who knows’ for the price.

He continues, “But just recently, she told me that if I could get her on the UK of Zoo… She’d do it for free…” He pauses, then smiles, “You didn’t think I could get you on the show, did you?”

She shakes her head, smiling a bit wider…

Jenna leans forward, addressing Celia rather than Mr Piggy. “So, you’ve tricked yourself into this?”

Celia shrugs, then confirms, quietly – “Pretty much, yeah.”

Jenna pushes on, “And this will be your first experience of bestiality? You’ve never been asked to do it before..?”

“Oh, I’ve been asked before… Dogs mainly… But I’ve never done it… One client has a Labrador and he’s asked me to blow it while he fucks me – but I don’t do oral. I try to keep that for by partner.” Celia confirms. “He likes me to keep my mouth clean… I don’t think he’d be happy if I blew a dog!”

“So today…” Begins the American, “You’re going to have your first bestial experience… With a 300 lb pig… Does that excite you at all..?”

Celia sighs. “The idea doesn’t excite me much… But who knows how it’ll feel… It might be amazing… I might change my business policies!!” She smirks.

“Ahhh…” Chuckles Jenna, “A real dogwhore!”

Celia laughs, “Maybe” and Jenna responds, “But not today… Today… You’re a pigwhore…” – we fade through to the back yard of his home as a big pig waddles through the gate from the lane behind. Almost too fat and wide to pass through the doorway in the rear wall of the yard – it clicks and scrapes its trotters across the concrete of the yard.

We pull back to see our guest standing across from him, outside the backdoor of the house, now stripped down to a sexy black lingerie set – stockings, suspenders, panties and bra… Her legs long and slim, her belly flat, her chest a good C-cup. She’s not a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination – we’re not surprised that her clients are blokes from Birmingham rather than Russian oligarchs – but it’s a good body all the same.

She looks more amused than disgusted as she watches the fat beast waddle closer.

Mr Piggy is standing behind her, still wearing his mask – and nothing else. He’s short and stocky, and we can just about to see his cock between chunky thighs and the under fold of his belly suggesting that it’s quite small. Maybe it’s cold?

Her breathing definitely speeds up, her chest rising and falling, straining her bra, as the pink monster is brought closer… She turns toward Mr Piggy and points at him… “You… Are a very dirty old man! A fucking pig!!”

Mr Piggy nods. “Oh yeah… You know it…”

She shakes her head, more amused than disgusted, “Is that how little you think of me?”

“I think the world of you…” Confirms Mr Piggy, chuckling, “I just want to make sure you think the same of piggies!!”

Our guest looks back at him, then spins around away from him toward the approaching beast…

“Well, hello there, big boy!” She drawls, bringing her hands back up to her firm boobs and wrapping her fingers over them, squeezing them as she looks at the fat animal.

She looks back over her shoulder toward Ben and half laughs, a twisted smile crossing her face as she notes that, “He IS a big boy, isn’t he?”

As the fat pig stumbles on, our host notes that, “He’s 336 lbs…”

A caption reads: “24 stone/152kg”

And our guest nods, pursing her lips… “Biiiiiiig boy!” She looks like this impresses her. She looks back at Mr Piggy again, “Even bigger than you!”

“Yes indeed…” Confirms her client, “And I want you to get your pretty little self, down on the floor, and let him fuck you…”

“Oh, I bet you do…” She coos, looking down from him to the pig, moving toward it, bending forward to rub her hands on its neck and shoulders… “And… I bet you do too!”

We cut to a few minutes later – our professional slut is already stripped down to a corset and a pair of stockings with suspenders, she’s still wearing high heels which click on the concrete of the yard. This, she has told us, is her professional attire. We have allowed her to keep the corset to protect her flesh – because her flesh is her living. Some men, she says, won’t want to pay if ‘the goods’ are damaged (which makes us wonder if she’ll lose any clientele once our show has been broadcast and her clients have seen her being mounted and penetrated by this pig…

We take the opportunity to get a better look at her now that she’s stripped… Her legs are long and slim, her belly flat, her chest a good C-cup (the corset comes up short of her tits, which are hanging free, swinging as she bends forward again to pat and stroke at the pig. She’s not a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination – we’re not surprised that her clients are blokes from Birmingham rather than Russian oligarchs – but it’s a good body all the same.

She’s trying to stay behind and to the side as he twists around to try and get at that wonderful smell which he recognises as human-snatch.

Celia stands upright and turns around, sticking her arse out toward him – taunting him… He raises his heavy head, the sound of his breathing getting heavier – the wet end of his snout pushing up toward her pussy… And she pushes back further, looking back over her shoulder, shuffling her feet backward as she edges her pretty behind toward his ugly snout… Until she makes contact with his slimy nose.

“He likes you…” Calls Mr PIggy. “I hoped he would… He’s going to…”

She interrupts, talking over the top of him – looking at him with an almost demented smile on her face… “He’s going to fuck me soooo hard!” It sounds more like a boast than anything that actually excites her – but she’s clearly keen for it to happen.

We cut to a shot from across the yard – we can see our guest walking around our big pig superstar… Him trying to keep up with her, keen to keep an eye on her… And our crew set up in a circle around them.

Somehow, these distant shots, showing our crew and all of their equipment take away from the intimacy of the scenes – but at the same time enhance the perversion, making it clear that whilst these may be life-changing moments for our guests – for our guys, it’s just a job. They’ve seen it before, and they’ll see it again.

As we watch, in the longer shot, Celia removes her bra, exposing a perky pair of boobs that are not bad for a woman of her age – then slips her panties down over her stockings and steps out of them, briefly catching them on one of her heels, then throwing them back to Mr Piggy.

We cut to a close-up of her as she begins to drop to her knees on the hard concrete – ready to assume the classic doggy-style position (or should that be piggy-style?)… The beast shuffles closer, and our guest reaches out, putting both hands up against his side, holding him back as he twists around (although he could push her over if he wanted).

Jenna tells her that, “This… Is Winston…”

Celia strokes her hands over the pig’s side, pushing occasionally to ease him away from her… She seems a little amused by his name as she greets him, “Hello Winston…”

She adjusts the space between her knees, getting comfortable, and then – with one more push against his side, she turns away from him, and drops down onto her hands, then to her elbows – making sure her arse is up in the air facing toward the pig.

In this position her rear end looks better than when she was posing before… Still tight and round, with muscular buttocks parting slightly to show off her arse-crack, and her almost too-tidy pussy. We honestly wouldn’t be surprised if she’d had some kind of cosmetic work down there. It’s like two halves of a coconut neatly held together, with just the tightest little gap between them…

“Oh God…” She gasps – disgusted and amused in equal measures as she pushes Winston away.

The beast regains his balance from that final sideways push and trots noisily around behind her again, wasting no time as he rears up and mounts the filthy slut… His enormous bulk pushing down against her back, making her gasp as he jams her knees down against the ground. “Oooohh fffffucck!”

She may be gasping from the weight, but she shows no pain or fear as his front legs grip around her rib-cage and he pulls himself hard against her… His fat body almost obscuring her completely as he takes control… We can see the strain on her thighs as she tries to hold him up – her knees slipping a little further apart, sideways under his weight…

Fighting against it, tensing up and trying to hold her position as the pink beast continues to push forward… Front legs pressing in against her ribs, his huge head over hers, his mouth open, yellow teeth bared, drool hanging off his ugly lips – the sound of his heavy, laboured breathing, rasping loud and clear…

Off camera, Mr Piggy sounds like he’s loving it, “Yeeaaaasssss… This is what we want!”

We don’t cut away from her – switching to a side angle so we can get a better idea of how enormously fat he is on top of her toned body – how his bulk is pushing down on her… Her face, in profile, a picture of concentration. Neither aroused or disgusted… It’s just another job… He’s just another trick…

She manages to keep up the dirty talk for her client, “OOooooohhh… Are you ready for this? Are you ready to see him fuck me..?”

We move in closer, noting that the pug’s prepuce is perfectly lined up with her pussy, his long thin cock already snaking out and tapping up against her lips, poking between them…

She gasps – but we don’t for a second believe this is big enough to make her feel anything – she’s just so used to over-reacting to make clients feel good, it’s an automatic reaction to gasp now.

The beast shuffles his hind-legs forward a little, more of his weight pushing down on her back, stabbing his hips toward her, pushing that skinny cock against her pussy, sending it up and over her pussy, over her arsehole, sitting it neatly in the crease of her firm arse-cheeks…

She moans again, “Ooooohhh… Mmmmmmm… That’s it…”

We can hear Mr Piggy agreeing, “Too fucking right it is!” as the big, fat, pink monster shuffles and lurches against her behind, rocking her forward – his body pushing down on her, trotters digging into the sides of her ribcage.

Under his belly, his long thin cock continues to corkscrew and rub between the cheeks of her arse… Looking for a hole, but in the wrong place and at the wrong angle…

Under him, our guest grunts and groans – and it sounds like it’s more about his weight than her passion… She’s being shoved forward and pushed down as the pig tries to fuck her… Managing to lean forward a little, twisting her pelvis and just briefly managing to line things up so the end of his twisting cock bounces against and off her pussy lips…

She manages to move her hips just right to line things up for the beast – and his cock suddenly slips between her pussy lips – and then slots itself inside her…

Feeling her cool pussy around his shaft, the monster immediately doubles his efforts, shuffling and jerking forward – fat and muscle rippling in his behind and thighs over her as he drives deep inside her flesh.

We cut to a shot of her face – taking the strain, handling the disgust, enjoying the thrill… She looks amused, and turned on, and exhausted by the weight…

She looks up at Mr Piggy and flashes him a crooked smile between thrusts, croaking out loud, “You love it? Do you… Is this what you wanted?”

We get a shot of her ‘employer’ as he watches, his fingers pinching and pulling gently on his nipples as that piggy mask nods…

We cut down low, looking up between the pig’s hindlegs, watching that long thin cock bending and twisting in and out of her well-used snatch. Cum beginning to dribble out of her hole around the skinny shaft – we can see the pattern, thrust, corkscrew in, then cum dribbling out…

Then we’re back to her face – her eyes still locked on her client… Wearing a dirty, snarling expression as she snarls, “So much fucking cum… Filling me up… Pouring out of me… Can you see..?”

We cut to behind the cameras to see Mr Piggy leaning in to see the cum spilling out of his whore.

We can’t see his face, but just from the way he holds his head, slightly on its side – he is amazed. We hear him commenting, “I can’t believe how good you are at this…” Pausing as he watches more cum dribbling from her snatch, and adding, “Do you like it? Is it good?”

We cut back to her as she lifts her head, looking back at her employer, half smiling, half gasping, “It’s not… ‘Bad’… I don’t ‘not’ like it…” and then smiling and half laughing, wincing from the weight of the animal and the power of his thrusts, rather than from the size of the dick in her pussy.

We hear Mr Piggy, now off camera, exclaiming, “This is soooo cool!”

We cut back to the close-up of her pussy – with all that cum bubbling and spilling out from within. Milky white fluid running down her pussy lips, and dribbling to the floor. The shaft of the pig’s cock twisting into her, over-lubricated by his own spunk. The beast’s breathing – rasping and loud, and sounding so dirty.

Then we’re around the side again, looking at her slim body, crumpled up and bent over under the beast – his trotters against her back, his huge head over hers, his mouth hanging open, a line of drool stretching down from his mouth toward her… Her chest and the side of her face being pushed down against the floor… His hindquarters tensing up and jerking forward, his belly slapping against her firm behind. Each thrust leading to another twist of her smile, another little gasp…

Into a close-up on her face as she smiles and gasps, and as that line of drool eases down from the pig toward her cheek… Then snaps, dropping a sticky blob of pig saliva on her – which makes her gasp with shock rather than disgust. In her line of work she’s had so many fluids squirting, dripped and smeared over her flesh – nothing disgusts her anymore!

This goes on for a little while longer… We move in closer, under her, looking up between her smooth thighs – the big pig pumping warm spunk into her pussy, that spunk spilling out of her, down one of her thighs to the floor, darkening the area around her knee… And then, after a tremendous amount of fluid has been spilled, we see his cock retract out of her snatch like some kind of machine. Withdrawing all the way back into his belly…

We have to cut away from the image as the big pig shuffles backwards and drops back off our guest – almost landing on top of the low angle camera…

In the side angle we see the pig drop down to the floor, off her back… Clopping backwards from her until all four trotters are on the floor and his ugly head is behind her behind… His big wet snout snorting against the crack of her arse, and her pussy… Snorting at its own cum as it spills out of her.

With the pig off her back, Celia drops to her side, onto her hip, her thigh resting in the pool of lumpy pig spunk. She’s breathing a little hard, but still looking like she’s in complete control.

She looks over toward Mr Piggy, and asks, “Happy now?”

He responds with, “I’d love to see you licking the floor clean… Would you do that?”

Sitting back, hands on the floor behind her, naked chest heaving – she looks down at the wet patch on the floor, looks back at he payday, shrugs, and notes that, “It’s your money!”

She looks back down at the puddle of spunk next to her arse, running her fingertips through it as she considers her next task… Then brings the fingers up to her mouth so she can test-taste the fluid. Sucks her fingers slowly, and looks mildly disgusted… And giving us a filthy smile…

Shifting seductively and smoothly from sitting on the floor, to on her knees, to back on all fours – with her head over the puddle… And then bending her arms to lower her upper body and face toward the cum. She keeps her head toward her client the whole time, making sure she keeps eye-contact, giving him a real show…

Turning her face toward the puddle, she pushes her lips out and kisses the floor, sinking a couple of millimetres into the puddle. Moving around a little, opening her mouth a little to lick at the pool, and then making an ‘O’ with her lips again and making a noisy, slow, slurping noise and she sucks up as much as she can… We can tell she’s disgusted by it, but she keeps going, faking it… Then raises her head again and turns back toward Mr Piggy as she swallows, making sure he knows she’s swallowed…

She pauses, then half whispers, “More…” – but it’s not a question… She drops her head back down to the puddle, mouth open, and moving her lips through the muck, turning her face to the side to soak her cheek as well… Then back to licking the floor – like a dog this time, lapping it up… Not really gathering any more sperm, just moving the puddle around, but looking so dirty as she does it… She’s putting on a real show – and her client is really enjoying it…

We cut to watch him rather than her, behind our cameras, his dick in his hand, wanking to the special show his whore is putting on… The mask hiding his face, but we can tell he’s smiling.

Of course, all shows come to an end – and that includes both her show for him, and our show for you… Because as much as we’d like to watch her clean the floor, that’s all we’ve got time for this week… So we fade to black.

The screen fills with an advert for Celia’s services. A picture of her on one side of the screen, with text to the side advising that she’s available for private bookings, including fantasies, overnight stays, and couples work. A star at the bottom notes that she offers a “’Doggy-style’ speciality.”

A caption fills the bottom of the screen telling us that, “After the show, Mr Piggy offered to make Celia his bride, but she wasn’t prepared to give up her career. She has recently purchased a 2 year-old black Labrador and confirms that she will put on private shows for long time clients.”

Having confirmed that we have another long term convert to the United Kingdom of Zoo we fade out for another week.

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of a tired looking part of a grey town – slowly panning over old buildings, a badly patched-up street with single yellow lines on either side… Coming to rest on a very modern looking, two-storey high glass and metal building, one end of which is still under construction – scaffolding and refuse tubes leading down to skips full of building materials.

A caption fills the screen, telling us that we are in, “PRESTON, ENGLAND.”

When the caption fades, we swing to one side to see our host, Andy Boss, approaching. Mean looking, stocky, and white-haired, he’s walking alongside a large, long haired black German Shepherd – and talking out loud toward our camera in a clear, but easy to understand Scottish accent…

“Hallo… I’m Andy Boss – this is my boy Bucky… And you’re watching ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’… Over the years we’ve met hundreds of dirty sluts, desperate to do the most disgusting deeds – God bless them… And this week’s no different… Yet another dirty slut, desperate for doggy dick…” He pauses, looking down at Bucky, and then points at his beast and confirms, “THIS doggy dick!”

We pause on a fairly lecherous smile, then pan off him and up to one of the windows on the upper floor of the building – then cut inside…

We’re in what appears to be a large call centre. Numerous cubicles, each featuring one member of staff with a headset. A low hum of chatter as each of them tries to explain why insurance claims won’t be paid…

We move along the aisle until we are behind a very slim young woman, her hair split behind her head into two long ponytails that stretch almost to her backside. Dressed casually in a loose t-shirt and trousers, we can see that her arms are almost comically thin.

She spins around on her chair to face us, and we see that the thin theme continues from her arms down to her legs, and right up to her face – which is composed of slim features – nose, lips, high cheekbones. She looks like she eats once a week.

She smiles and introduces herself in a strong Lancashire accent, “Helloooh… My name’s Anjum Rangaswamy, I’m 29 years old, and I’m from Preston in Lancashire… And my lifelong dream has always been to do something absolutely perverted in public!”

We hear applause – then pull back to reveal that all of the workers in the neighbouring cubicles to her sides and behind the divide into the next aisle of cubicles, are on their feet, listening in – and now clapping, with big, excited smiles on their faces.

We cut to a shot of our guest, now standing infront of her cubicle, with Andy standing beside her. In the background, we can see various workers with their heads popped up, looking over at the film-crew in action. Exchanging smiles, nods, and laughs as they listen to their co-worker’s story.

Andy has his microphone in one hand, the other hand across his body, and looks like he isn’t interested in anything his guest has to say. He asks his question, in a cynical tone, “Alright then… Anjum… What’s your excuse for being a dirty wannabe dirty dogslut?”

The Indian looks a little flustered, almost as if she wasn’t expecting the question, then takes a breath and suddenly looks quite defiant. “I’m not ashamed to admit it… I have always been turned on by the dogsex movies… I never imagined being in one of them, but I love to see a lady having fun with a dog. I watch your show like it’s the most important part of my week – I sit in my room, naked, and I masturbate with my Rocky dildo while I watch… It’s always very exciting…”

Behind her we can see her extra staff-member heads popping up over the partition boards – wide-eyed at what they are hearing her say, looking at the other workers, clearly stunned that this woman (who looks the quiet type) is admitting to this behaviour.

“Of course you do…” Andy interrupts, “But why go from sitting at home wanking over dogsex – like all the other wankettes – to actually fucking a dog, on tv…?”

The skinny Indian doesn’t miss a beat. “I’m an unmarried 29-year-old Hindu woman, and to my family that means I should have been married years ago… But I never met a man I wanted to spend more than a little time with. I don’t hate men, I just don’t want to live with one – or I haven’t met one I want to live with, or marry…”

She’s on a roll now, and Andy knows to just nod and let her go on.

“For my family, especially for my father, this has always been a problem… It makes him very unhappy… He gets very angry with me. The last time we spoke, we had a row, and I don’t know if he knew about how I watch your show, or if it was just a wild comment, but he said, ‘If you don’t want a man you should just go on U.K. of Zoo!’ and I said I would!”

Andy gets smug, nodding, “Aaahhhh… So it’s daddy’s fault? It’s not that you’re just a filthy little Indian cunt?”

She acts as if she’s shocked, then breaks into a smile. “Well… Obviously I’m a filthy little Indian cunt…” She pauses as if saying ‘cunt’ out loud is the most shocking thing she’s ever done. “.. But I never wanted to do this until my father said that, but when he said it, I got a sudden desire to make him eat his words – and I’ve been masturbating about it ever since… I want him to sit at home and know that HE put this idea in my head!”

Andy nods, but we can tell from his expression that he’s not buying it, “That’s nice… Blame the old man… You’ve been watching the show for years ya dirty little slut… Wankin’ away, and dreaming of being there…”

She smiles and nods, “Yes… And now I’m there…”

Andy shrugs at her, a ‘what-are-you-gonna-do’ shrug… And she shrugs right back at him…

“Alright then… We better find a quiet corner of this dump, so we can fulfill your fantasy – of making daddy sad…”

We cut to a large room, usually used for team-briefings, but currently unoccupied. Chairs are stacked against one wall leaving the floor clear… We pan across to the front of the room, where we see our guest, already naked and ready to play…

She stands still as we take a close look at her – looking at her toes, then up over her extremely thin legs, over her hairy pussy and bony hips, her thin belly, her small but nicely rounded boobs, jutting collar bones, elegant neck, pretty face. Slightly embarrassed, a little nervous, but at the same time looking quite proud that she’s here… Her hands coming up to those small boobs, not to hide them – to pinch the little nipples, making sure they are nice and hard for us. She confesses, with a little chuckle of disbelief, “I never thought I’d get on the show…”

We cut to a shot of the dog as his collar is unhooked and he’s released from one end of the room, allowing him to approach our guest. It’s a curious slow meandering walk rather than his usual excited bounding lope… He seems unsure of her – maybe the colour, maybe the shape (she really is very slim).

The skinny Indian waits for him, trying to suppress a smile – and then steps nervously toward the big beast as he gets close, reaching out as he gets close. Bending forward to him again, reaching out and letting him sniff her hand – and then after a couple of sniffs, smiling as he starts to lick her hand… “You are such a big boy, aren’t you..?” She looks up from him toward our camera, and says, “He’s sooooo big father!”

She grows in confidence and drops to her knees infront of him, ruffling the long hairs on his sides, saying, “Such a big doggy to fuck me!” as she leans forward and wraps her arms around his neck, leaning in for a hug, her small tits pressed against his shoulder.

She holds him close – quite tight – until he twists free of her, turns around and comes back at her, trying to mount but failing as she turns, keeping her back away from him… They end up face to face, and he pushes toward her again, rising up and planting his front paws on her narrow shoulders, knocking her back and forces her to roll over to get out from under him…

“Oh my goodness…” She gasps out of shock and embarrassment at being knocked to the floor, stroking her long hair from her face, hooking it behind an ear, and looking up at us to make sure everything is okay before she looks back at the dog – who is staggering up and over her…

“Ooohhh… You are in such a rush…”

She sits up, then spins around onto her hands and knees – skinny arms and legs looking like they will hardly support her own weight… Then confirms, “Me too!”

As soon as she’s in position the dog moves quickly around behind her, his snout in between her thighs, his long warm tongue slipping in and out, noisy and wet sounding as it slops over her skinny cunt. She shuffles a little forward, not trying to get away – just to adjust to these amazing sensations – and he follows her, turning his head on the side, then moving forward and lurching up over her – into position, his chest against her lower back, his belly wrapped over her arse, and he starts to pump at her skinny pussy…

She lets out a sharp squeal and shifts forward… Dropping her bony hips forward, pulling her pussy away from him – and he steps over her, and stumbles through a frustrated circle behind her…

This is what she’s here for, but the sudden start has taken her by surprise. It’s not uncommon for first timers to be shocked by the ferocious nature of a dog mount – these things sometimes take a while.

Off camera, our host urges her on, “The fuck are you pulling away for? Stick your arse out and let the magic happen…”

Anjum looks a little ashamed of herself, looking at the floor, then up at our host, and our cameras, and letting us know that, “Oh, I’m ready… I’m very ready… I was just a bit shocked…” She manages another smile, then confirms, “I’m ready now…” – and the re-takes her all-fours position, ready for the beast again.

She braces herself, looking straight forward at the floor – waiting for the dog to make his next move…

Behind her, the German Shepherd moves around, lining himself up, licking at the air – then makes his move… A couple of steps forward, speeding up rapidly and rearing up, his front legs over her back, paws grasping at her sides, his chest bumping against her behind and almost knocking her flat to the floor…

She lets out a panicked squeal and braces herself harder as he wraps his front legs around her skinny body and pulls himself closer to her, his cock behind pulled up behind her bony arse… Stabbing at her…

He pumps against her, the tip of his cock getting closer and closer to her tight little pussy lips, then suddenly hitting his mark and pulling closer, forcing himself into her… Making her squeal – a squeal that turns into one of the loudest screams we’ve ever heard on the show… “NNNOOOOOO!!!!”

But it’s too late – he’s in, and he’s away… Taking an extra tight grip around her body and launching into an absolutely brutal fuck… Just pounding this skinny little woman at an almost unbelievable speed… His paws around her body almost seem to be pulling her up to his, his belly thrusting up against her rear, knocking the wind out of her with every stroke… We can tell she’d be screaming if she could get the air into her lungs… We’re not sure if it would be a scream of joy or terror.

There’s panic on her face, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wider – glistening…

Back to the wide angle to get another reminder of just how small she is under the Shepherd – her slight, dark frame dwarfed by his wide, hairy bulk… His powerful front legs holding tight, his body pressing her forward with every thrust…

She already looks exhausted… Her mouth twisted into a grimace of pain… Dropping her head, letting her long, dark hair hang down across her face like a curtain to hide the pain.

The pounding is over almost as soon as it begun – barely 20 seconds of high-speed thrusting before his cock is well and truly buried in the Indian’s tight little snatch and he no longer needs to work at it, he just needs to hold on – coming to a halt over her, settling down against her narrow back.

She looks exhausted, her head hanging down… Her chest swelling and shrinking as she gasps for air…

Our host reaching into frame to sweep the hair away from her face, making sure we can see every wince as his boy’s knot grows inside her. “That’s it, bitch… Let’s see those teeth… Smile bitch!”

Again, we see Anjum grimacing and baring her teeth… It’s anything but a smile, but Andy doesn’t care, calling, “Niiiiiiice!”

We pull back to a wider angle – with Andy crouching down infront of our guest, holding the hair out of her face – looking into her eyes, taking in the pained expression… Around our guest, the rest of crew – catching audio and video from multiple angles.

The big black dog on her back, holding her skinny frame in place – his cock buried inside her, his knot clearly straining her flesh. The way she bares those teeth, the growled low-volume moan… The pain in her eyes…

“Oh, look at that dog filling her up…” Calls Andy, filling the space left by his guests near silence. “I bet your daddy is so proud of you now…”

We cut to a wide shot, from across the room – looking back at the whore on the floor, with the dog on her back, with his cock in her cunt… Watching the crew crowd around, kneeling beside them – filming everything close up, recording the sounds – every rustle, every shuffle…

Andy is moving around behind the crew, bending forward to get a better view of the action, looking up and around toward our camera, smiling at us as he tells us to, “Take a look at this stupid cunt… She wanted this… Remember that – she wanted THIS!”

And then we’re back to the close-up of her pussy, stretched around the fat knot, barely able to hold it in place… The regular little drip-drip-drip of canine semen seeping from her snatch then dropping to the floor. We can hear our guest breathing hard throughout – her breath catching and her quiet whimpers rising and falling as she struggles through.

We cut back to the wide angle… Watching as Anjum shakes under the beast. The strain of supporting him – the pain of his knot – the pleasure of his presence… Just the knowledge of what she’s done… It’s almost too much for a nice girl from Preston to handle…

Above her, the big dog just holds his position, barely moving, he could be a statue if it wasn’t for his big tail gently swinging back and forth, showing that he’s quite happy where he is.

Below him, his bitch breaths through it, slowly lowering closer to the floor – his bulky frame too much for his skinny arms and legs. They shake more as they bend – but she doesn’t give up, she keeps him up there on her back.

She turns her head slightly toward us, her long pigtails hanging down on either side of her head, the look on her face telling us that she knows that she should say something, “I can feel him… Shooting his juice into me… It’s soooo hot… I love it… I love this feeling…” – it’s the first time she’s indicated that she’s enjoying it.

She struggles to shift her weight onto one skinny arm, lifting her other hand and sliding it down under her belly to between her thighs. We switch cameras to get a close up as she places her fingers either side of the shaft of his cock – pushing on the knot inside, pushing it in, making that big ball of gristle move inside her… Making herself gasp in reaction… “OOoohh!” – and then beginning to move her hand faster, pushing it against the knot, wanking herself with the dog’s cock as we watch.

“That’s it…” Encourages Andy from off camera. “Make yourself cum with that doggy cock… You love a good wank, right?”

Back to the wide angle to see that Anjum doesn’t need too much encouragement – the look on her face shows that she’s over the worst of the experience and is now thoroughly enjoying the painful object in her cunt… It looks like it won’t be long before she cums. She’s got a good rhythm going, a great feeling… The pain feeding the pleasure…

Her body is tensing up – we can see her muscles tightening, her sinews straining, her chest heaving as she breaths harder and harder, shaking as she struggles to hold herself together – all the time working the base of that knot in her pussy, shifting that big lump inside, straining that hairy little pussy…

“Go on… Cum on that cock!” calls Andy, cheering the skinny Indian on like a football crowd. “Like a slut!”

After a few more seconds of wanking, she stops dead still… Holding her breath… Then, after a few more seconds, giving the cock another little shake in her pussy – and this one sends her over the edge… Letting out a little cry as her whole body shakes, then collapsing forward against her face and chest. Gasping like a beached fish… And the dog is still standing over her, locked in place by that huge knot in her hole.

“OOOOhhhh… Big prize for the dirty little Indian slut…” Calls Andy, clapping sarcastically. “Someone just came on a dog’s cock!” He leans in, getting close to his guest’s pained face, and snarls, “Do you know what your prize is? Do you?” He chuckles a little, “It’s a belly full of doggy-spunk, you dirty little dog-whore!”

Anjum lets out a groan – but it’s the kind of groan that leaves you unsure as to whether she’s happy or hurt.

We pull back to a wide shot again, from the side, getting a perfect side look at this extremely slim, dark-skinned slut, toes, knees and tiny tits on the floor, her arms still stretched out under and behind her… The big hairy Shepherd astride her back, his bulk much thicker than hers – the toes of his hind legs on the floor, his chest against her shoulder blades, his front legs around her narrow chest, his head above hers… He’s breathing hard, she’s breathing harder..

They’re in this position for a while – both of them breathing hard… Her with the side of her head on the floor, looking blankly into our camera, occasionally wincing.

We get a shot of Andy walking around behind the scenes, checking his watch – holding it out to the camera and whispering, “Nine minutes… I didn’t think she’d last this long!” – then smiling and laughing a little as we cut back to a close-up of Anjum’s face – wincing again.

Back to a wider angle, watching the dog on her back… His grip appears to be loosening, and he is beginning to tip backwards very slightly, allowing more weight to drop to his hind paws as he slowly slips back off her – then his front legs move back, one up over her back as he twists to the side, one of his legs lifting off the floor, flipping up and over her skinny behind – not managing to disconnect…

The move ends with them in the classic ass-to-ass position, with the dog’s tail somehow trapped down between them, to the side of his cock. She instinctively reaches back and grabs at the his shins, holding him in place, keeping that knot inside her… She’d rather keep him inside that have that knot rip out of her… The knot clearly hurts, but she seems to love having that hot muck shot into her. She gasping… Gulping air…

We move around the couple, looking down at them from above – with his tail trapped out of the way we are able to see the umbilicus of his cock stretched between his rear and the knot trapped in her pussy.

Then we’re looking at our host, watching on, arms crossed over his chest. He looks entertained, amused even, but not aroused. Anjum isn’t his type.

And back down to a close-up of the base of the cock, pulling against the knot, which in turn pulls against the Indian’s pussy… Everything looks strained to the point of snapping… And then… The knot pops out of her cunt, followed by a gush of spunk. It still seems too big to fit in the hole, we can’t believe it was inside – one of those impossible animal moments.

Anjum lets out a long, slow, relieved gasp… Apparently amazed that she survived the moment… She’s still holding the dog’s shins, the knot is visible but she’s keeping his shaft inside. Twisting her hips a little and enjoying the warmth and far more comfortable thickness of his shaft.

Trying to draw a little more pleasure from the final moments of their tryst, our guest releases one of the dog’s legs and brings her bony fingers up to her pussy, rubbing at the clit, another wank, using the cum as lubricant… Her mouth hanging open…

With one leg free, the dog decides that it’s time to leave… And you don’t argue with a German Shepherd – he begins to step away, realises that she’s not releasing his other leg, pulls more aggressively, letting out a sharp, bassy, growl – a warning she takes seriously… She releases him…

No longer attached to her by this penile umbilicus, the big hairy beast slips away to the side and staggers away with his big dick swinging under his belly – he seems to be half-fucking the air as he walks, still apparently enjoying a few post-coital sensations of his own.

We pan back to Anjum… Still leaning forward against her flattened little tits, her cheek to the floor, her skinny arse in the air, with her pussy still slightly gaped, cum dribbling from it as she rubs her fingers over her wet clit. Shaking a little… Still feeling the joy…

We get another close-up of Bucky’s cock – hanging thick and heavy… Dripping… Then cut back to our guest on the floor, with our host moving closer to ask, “Come on bitch… Time to suck his cock! Finish this job right… Make your daddy proud!”

Anjum remains in position, fingers sliding up and down her wet slot… She barely manages to shake her head as she gasps, “Stay here… Just stay… Like this… I’ve got… Nothing left…” – and she continues to rub her pussy.

We hold on her for a moment, then swing over to look at Bucky again… Side-on, looking over at us – his cock hanging down. He almost looks disappointed at her lack of interest in blowing him…

Andy walks over and joins him, bending forward to rub his head and neck, showing the beast far more sympathy than he ever shows our guests, “Good boy… You did good, booyyyyy… Skinny little slut doesn’t like to eat, does she? Eh? Poor boy… We’ll find one who likes to suck next time…”

We come back to our guest, and focus in on her rubbing her dog-spunk lubricated twat for a few more seconds.

Someone behind the camera asks, “Was that good?”

She smiles a little, looking almost shy for a second, then moaning, “Oooohh yyeeessss!” as she continues to wank.

“Do you think your father will have got the message?”

She barely reacts, enjoying the wet action too much, sighing, “I don’t really care…” – then letting a relaxed smile cross her finger and she shifts position a little and rubs a little more vigorously…

Realising that we’re not going to get any more from this dirty little cunt – we hold the shot for a few seconds, then fade out on another debut dogsex session.

We fade back in to a series of iPhone video clips, different angles of Anjum (dressed again, but looking exhausted and elated, a little ashamed, but happy) walking back to her work cubicle, with various co-workers applauding her return, cheering, laughing… Calling, “How was it?” She raises a hand to acknowledge them all.

A caption appears at the bottom of the screen telling us that, “Anjum says that her experience on the show may be the beginning of a new lifestyle, but she has yet to try it again… She’s enjoying thinking about it though.”