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Colleen had no choice but to indulge both Shaun and Patrick’s 
perversities after they’d hacked into her private online journal 
and seen the pictures of her knotted tightly with the German 
Shepherd. 
 
Last Fall on her vacation she’d visited friends in Holland and 
had indulged herself in one of her long time fantasies by joining 
them on their numerous trips to the Kennel Bitch Club. 
 
It was exclusive club that catered to the exploration of both 
the sexual desires of men and women to share with canines 
of both sexes and various breeds. 
 
When Shaun had hacked into her online journal with Patrick’s 
help, her most guarded secret had now been brought to light 
and the pair wasted no time in confronting her with the 
forbidden  knowledge they had acquired. 
 
Her ordeal had begun early that afternoon as they’d  
demanded she accompany them to the local pub a couple  
blocks from the office. 
For nearly two hours they’d ordered round after round of  
mixed drinks, Shaun and Patrick drinking mostly Appletinis  
between them. 
 
Their drinks consisting of Smirnoff’s Green Apple Twist 
vodka and DeKuyper’s Sour Apple Pucker schnapps. 
Her favorite indulgence that of J.J. Vincent Pouilly-Fuisse 
Propriete Marie-Antionette Vincent 2005, a pale yellow 
wine with that elegant but subtle white flower aroma. 
 
They had both told her in no uncertain terms that working 
for her as they had these past three years had been like 
having teeth extracted with a pair of rusty pliers with no 
anesthetic to deaden the pain but now the worm had 
most definitely turned.  She would pay them their due. 
 
After their drunken spree at the pub they’d forced her to 
use her private key to unlock the corporate spa and forced 
her to strip as they stumbled out of their clothing 
and attempted to masturbate their alcohol numbed pricks.   
The only items of apparel she was allowed to wear, her suntan  
sheer silk stockings and black garter belt. 
 
With both men naked they reclined back in the lounge  
chairs placed around the heated spa and had her walk  
between them so they could grope her body as they fondled  
their cocks attempting to get them hard enough to penetrate her. 
 
“Please, at least let me go and pee first and I’ll not try and stop 
either of you from doing what I know you want,” Colleen said 
brushing a wisp of her auburn hair from her forehead.   
 
“Listen bitch, you’ll piss right here and make no complaints about it,” 
growled Patrick as he reached up to slap her hard across her firm 
round bottom. 
 
“Better yet, straddle me and piss on my cock, I want to feel it on 
my dick and watch it as it comes right out of your pussy,” Shaun 
ordered as he gave Patrick a sly wink. 
 
“Well, get moving cunt, spread it open real wide and pee on my 
mate’s knob,” Patrick chuckled as slapped her hard across the 
buttocks again, leaving an angry red impression where his hand 
had met supple flesh. 
 
Colleen slid one leg over the lounge chair in which Shaun lay 
prone and pulling at his slowly growing erection.  With her 
hands she spread the plump folds of her vagina and exerted 
pressure against her bladder to begin the process of voiding  
herself. 
 
It didn’t take much with the amount of wine she’d consumed  
before the tiny droplets that started to leak out turned into 
a powerful stream of amber colored warmth. 
 
It felt wonderful to relieve the pressure that had been building  
for the last hour since they’d arrived at the spa and in another 
way it felt quite erotic for doing something so taboo. 
 
“Fuck; that feels so damn warm, my cocks getting hard by 
the second, keep pissing on me bitch,” groaned Shaun. 
 
Patrick stood up and pressed himself against colleen, his hands 
on her hips as he began to grind his rapidly growing penis against 
her bottom.  One hand snaked between her thighs as his fingertips 
dipped into the potent stream of urine spraying out. 
 
“Damn, she’s hot alright, her pee smells almost like that fancy ass 
wine she was drinking,” Patrick sneered. 
 
“Maybe you should give her a taste of it,” Shaun replied as he 
jerked his cock beneath the heated torrent of Colleens urine. 
 
Taking his well soaked fingers Patrick began rubbing them over 
Colleen’s lips, forcing them open and shoving them in her mouth 
as he demanded her to clean her own pee from them. 
Not wanting to make this any worse than it already was Colleen 
complied with his demands and began to lick her own pee from 
from Patrick’s fingers.   
 
Surprisingly the taste wasn’t nearly as disgusting as she’d have 
thought, it carried that faint hint of the wine she consumed and  
although a bit salty it wasn’t all that unpleasant.   
The more Colleen sucked and tasted, it was like something 
dark had come over her, she began to want to taste more  
of this forbidden nectar. 
 
As Colleen continued to empty her bladder she became 
aware of another pressure building now, this one inside her 
pussy as she became more and more aroused by the lewd act 
she was performing for these two men. 
Her inner thighs and stockings were soaked in her own pee 
as she tried to direct the rapidly dwindling stream over 
Shaun’s penis. 
 
Suddenly Patrick began moving her toward the spa, his hands 
on her shoulders as he forced her to sit down on the edge and 
began wiping his now erect cock over her lips and cheeks. 
 
“Suck me off  slut, suck it real deep down that whore throat 
of yours,” Patrick growled as he punched the large dome of 
his cock between her lips. 
 
“Shaun, get over her now and piss on this bitch, I want her to 
taste your piss right off my cock as she blows me with that 
slut mouth of hers,” Patrick raged. 
 
With his erection bobbing up and down and flinging  
droplets of Colleen’s pee from the slick stalk, Shaun 
stumbled over to the spa to lend a hand to his best mate. 
 
Colleen began sucking feverishly on Patrick’s cock 
stalk, her thoughts that if she could make him cum quickly 
that maybe Shaun would follow suit and this ordeal would 
soon end.  Her hands cupping Patrick’s firm ass cheeks she 
buried her lips over his saliva slick shaft and nestled her 
nose against his groin. 
 
“Fuck honey, that’s it, that’s the way, swallow my dick right 
to the balls,” Patrick groaned. 
 
“Suck my load out you filthy piss whore.” 
 
“Piss in her face mate, piss all over my bloody cock,” Patrick 
groaned as he looked toward Shaun with a growing lust in 
his eyes. 
 
Holding his piss slick erection Shaun aimed his penis at 
Colleen’s face and began to squeeze down and apply a steady 
pressure over his own bladder.  Pissing with an erection wasn’t 
all that easy as he’d found on many a morning waking up with 
heavy wood and having to unload the nights drinking down 
the toilet. 
 
As Colleen continued to nurse Patrick’s swollen member, Shaun 
began forcing the honey gold flow of his urine up his sex tube 
and began spraying it over Patrick’s erection now fully buried in 
Colleen’s sucking mouth. 
 
With each stroke up and down over Patrick’s lust engorged member 
Colleen could taste the faint traces of vodka and apple mixed with 
the bitter saltiness of Shaun’s urine.  Her tongue burned slightly and 
her taste buds seemed to sharpen as she allowed the liquid to roll 
over her tongue and found herself slurping more and more of it from 
Patrick’s meaty cock stalk.   
 
Shaun aimed his heavy stream over Colleen’s face, her hair now 
saturated as she closed her eyes to prevent them from burning by 
the salty mixture and twisted her lips about the head of Patrick’s 
cock to coax out his load so that she could consume it. 
 
Her breasts and belly were drenched with the heated yellow  
streams jetting out of Shaun’s penis, her pussy soaked and  
throbbing with a building lust merely from the perverse nature 
of what she was now taking part in.  Without warning Patrick  
groaned and bucked his hips upward as a torrent of thick  
semen blasted against the roof of her mouth. 
 
Colleen whimpered as she felt another pulse of seed ripple 
up Patrick’s member and splash against the back of her 
throat.  With each stroke between her warm sticky lips, 
Patrick’s cock continued to pump spurt upon spurt of 
the milky mixture that Colleen sought to swallow down. 
 
Shaun’s piss flow now slowing was directed toward  
the swollen knot of Colleen’s clit and instinctively her 
fingers flew to strum against the throbbing button as it 
was being pelted by the stinging urine. 
 
“Look at that bitch gobble up the piss and cum, she’s 
really getting off on it,” Shaun laughed as he shook the 
last drops of urine from his erection to splash over 
Colleen’s nylon encased legs. 
 
“I want you to do the same thing for me mate, but I want 
you to piss on my cock while I fuck her cunt and fill her 
with a hot load of juice,” Shaun told his mate. 
 
With Patrick’s prick knob wedged between her lips, Colleen 
continued to nurse up and down the length of his cock,  
relishing the tangy taste of his semen and Shaun’s pungent  
pee still slippery upon it. 
 
Her mouth filled with the taste, she lashed out with 
her tongue against the spongy tip and groaned as her 
own orgasm pounded through her loins. 
 
She knew she would take whatever the pair had in 
store for her and satisfy their lust driven needs until 
they were fully spent and satisfied with her degradation. 
She also knew that she would satisfy herself and perhaps 
at some point these two would share a spot in her private 
online journal with images of them all sharing in these 
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