¡Oh, Dios! ¡Fido... está llegando... oh, suavemente... ah! As the dog sniffles around her wetness, Alice lets out a series of gasps followed by moans as its tongue swirls around her opening. Her body shakes under the sensation of being penetrated simultaneously by two hard lengths - one human and one canine - while being watched intently by her husband and his father.

¡Sí, por favor! ¡Gracias! She wraps her fingers around the length of the dog's cock, using it to stretch herself further open as it begins to sink into her. The father groans from behind her, unable to control his growing pleasure as he watches his wife take his seed and that of their loyal pet. Alice moans loudly, ecstatic as she orgasms wash over her in quick succession.

Her brow furrowed briefly as she considered his suggestion, then a slow smile spread across her face. "You're right," she breathed. "From henceforth, you may refer to me as... Mistress Alice."

"

No, she thought, not anymore. From now on, she was something else entirely. Something darker, something more primal. Something that would stop at nothing to satisfy their desires, even if it meant losing herself in the process.

"

The story ends here, but it's just the beginning of the journey of Dillon and Mistress Alice. Their relationship has taken a dark and twisted turn, but they both crave the power and control that comes with it. They've crossed a line, and there's no turning back. The question remains: how far will they go?