Dog Marriage [Complete Series]

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Exquisite tableware scattered across the floor, but the girl's hands didn't stop. She continued to hurl the objects at the tightly closed door, seemingly venting her boundless anger in this way. Her slender hands, clad in a white dress, picked up tableware and threw it repeatedly, her golden hair fluttering with the violent movements. Only when everything around her was destroyed did the girl stop her destructive actions, but her emotions didn't calm down; instead, they became even more agitated. Several men stood outside the door, each with a troubled expression, unsure whether to barge in or let the girl calm down first. "How do we deal with this?" one of the men broke the silence, but this didn't help the problem, as the others' faces also offered no answer. "Let her calm down first! She'll have to face reality sooner or later anyway, so it's better not to upset her for now. If she doesn't agree, she'll end up in a convent anyway, so let her choose." Inside the room, the girl buried her small body in the thick quilt, sobbing softly, her small hands gripping the pillow tightly with her emotions. "No...no...I don't want to get married..." In this era, political marriages were common among the nobility. Whether it was to elevate family status, win over political enemies, or for intermarriage, the same things happened constantly in this country. If it were two children close in age, it wouldn't be so bad, but marriages with a huge age gap were not uncommon to achieve their goals. It was commonplace for someone old enough to be a grandfather to marry someone close to their granddaughter's age. However, common doesn't mean reasonable, nor does it mean everyone can accept it. But for the family, the woman had no right to refuse. If she didn't obediently follow the patriarch's instructions, she would only be able to spend her remaining years in a convent. No matter the era, face was always valued by those in power. After her emotions gradually calmed down, Elizabeth sat on the bed, staring blankly at the familiar room. Whether she accepted it or not, her current life would become a memory of the past, never to return. "Why me..." she murmured to herself. She had asked others the same question, receiving only bitter smiles or serious faces in response. She understood to some extent that due to her father's death in battle and the decline of her family's status, she was forced to marry a blood relative to save the family's financial difficulties. Her cousin, whom she had only met once, and the many unpleasant rumors surrounding him, made her stubbornly refuse to marry. "That man, so old...so ugly...disgusting!" Although he was her cousin, he was old enough to be her father, and his appearance, which she only saw in her nightmares, made Elizabeth unable to imagine her future life. Nobles constantly intermarried to maintain the purity of their bloodlines, regardless of the era, country, or ethnicity, and this brought unimaginable consequences. Whether it's hunchbacks, lameness, crooked mouths, or even intellectual disabilities, these are all common occurrences, creating a vicious cycle. Even the few normal women are forced to give birth to these people's children, causing the so-called noble bloodline to gradually rot like a dead rat. "Ha...ha..." Elizabeth heard a familiar panting sound beside her ear, accompanied by the sensation of a warm, wet tongue, making her instinctively hug the furry object. "You have it so easy, all you have to do is eat. Your master is in big trouble..." she complained to her pet, pinching its muzzle and venting her grievances that no one would listen to. If she refused this marriage, she would be sent to a convent to live a dull and joyless life, but if she agreed, her dream wedding night would turn into a nightmare. "Being ridden by that kind of man is worse than death!" Unconsciously gripping her pet tighter, Elizabeth trembled as if suffering from a fever, only snapping back to reality when her dog howled in pain. "I'm sorry..." Elizabeth turned her beloved dog Lacey over and petted her to comfort her. As her gaze drifted to the dog's crotch, she realized with a start that it was also male. A wave of madness, a violation of the etiquette and morality she had been taught since childhood, surged within her. Her small hand, as if beyond her control, slowly reached for the bright red bulge. Initially, she only touched it with her fingers, but as if under a spell, she became increasingly engrossed. Finally, Elizabeth's entire hand grasped the penis, gently stroking Lacey's genitals up and down. Suddenly, the penis trembled, startling Elizabeth. She immediately withdrew her hand, but the lingering warmth in her palm was irresistible, and an unbearable itch began to throb between her legs. Due to strict moral constraints, she had never touched her own genitals, let alone held a dog's penis directly in her hand. The pleasure of this first transgression was like an anesthetic, making it impossible for her to pull herself away. She could only succumb to lust, unable to extricate herself. The information she overheard from other ladies' conversation seemed to have been unearthed from the depths of her wardrobe. Concrete actions filled Elizabeth's mind, leading her to make an unprecedented decision without hesitation. She slowly removed her lace dress, elegantly spreading her legs on the bed, then deftly pulled down her small, cute panties along her snow-white thighs, revealing a beauty never before seen by any other man. "Come here…this is your favorite scent…" She picked up some high-quality cream from the plate and thinly applied it to her sensitive areas, using the scent to attract Lacey's licking. Lacey obediently brought his head close to Elizabeth's private parts, sticking out his tongue to lick the fragrant cream and the slightly sweet and sour liquid. "It's so itchy! But this is the first time I've felt this way…" A dog's tongue is rougher, and with Lacey's continued licking, Elizabeth was taken into an unknown realm. The tingling sensation made Elizabeth increasingly excited, her thighs opening wider and wider, until the cream on the table ran out and she was nearly exhausted. The licking finally stopped, and she slightly stuck out her small, fragrant tongue, panting like Lacey. "So comfortable, so comfortable..." After regaining some strength, Elizabeth turned her beloved dog over, letting it lie flat in front of her, revealing its surprising genitals—a place she had never noticed before... or rather, didn't want to notice. Looking at the rosy shaft, her small hand continued the previous action, slowly stroking the penis until it became engorged and scalding, emitting a temperature that felt like it would burn her palm. "You made me feel so good just now, now it's my turn to help you." Seeing the few drops of clear fluid at the tip, Elizabeth put the tip of the penis into her mouth. First, she licked the tip with her tongue, then let Lacey's genitals move in and out of her mouth. Although Elizabeth had never done anything like this before, and such things were forbidden by both aristocratic etiquette and the doctrines of the Imperial Church, she licked incessantly like a skilled prostitute. She licked her dog's genitals, greedily inhaling the strong, animalistic stench, swallowing the clear fluid overflowing from the tip. Elizabeth felt like a bitch in heat, craving the comfort of a male dog. With her gentle caresses, the dog's penis gradually swelled until it was completely engorged and erect. Only then did Elizabeth stop licking the astonishing thing. "Wow...it's gotten so big..." Morals, ethics, and common sense were thrown aside. Elizabeth was no longer some noble lady; she was merely a female animal craving male comfort. Stripped of her gorgeous silk lingerie, she lay on the bed, swaying her hips like a female dog, tempting the strong male dog before her. "Hurry up...I can't...I can't hold back anymore..." Due to the licking just now, neither she nor Lacey had reached a true climax. A burning sensation filled her entire body, making her unable to continue. She only craved a moment of pleasure. Whether it was understanding her master's feelings or driven by animalistic instincts, Lacey immediately pounced on Elizabeth, straddling her and shaking her hips. However, humans and dogs are not the same kind of creatures. No matter how hard Lacey tried, she couldn't get her penis inside her. She could only rub against the outside, making Elizabeth even more anxious. "Ugh...why don't you hurry up and come in..." The hot, throbbing penis behind her, sticky with her own wet, lustful fluids, rubbed back and forth against her vulva, making her swollen clitoris even more itchy. Seemingly unable to bear this anxiety, Elizabeth tried to reach out her small hand, grasping Lacey's penis, guiding it into her unexplored body. As if finding the entrance, Lacey thrust forward forcefully, and the entire penis smoothly entered Elizabeth's body, passing through her tender hymen, reaching the center of her private garden in one go—a place meant for her future husband, defiled first by this beast. But for Elizabeth, her current husband wasn't that mentally challenged cousin, but a strong male dog she had raised from a puppy, riding and ravaging her. The large, hard sensation filled the emptiness within her, and Lacey behind her, following his instincts, continued to ravage his master, ravaging Elizabeth again and again. "I...I need to pee..." The girl mistook the feeling of peeing for a sensation she had never experienced before, and then, in an uncontrollable state, she reached her first orgasm, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably and her hands to give way, and she collapsed to the ground.As her upper body slumped forward, Elizabeth's snowy buttocks arched even higher, and following the source of her pleasure, she twisted her slender waist incessantly in sync with the thrusting of Lacey's penis, her movements as wanton as a bitch in heat. Seemingly wanting to relive the previous pleasure, Elizabeth continued to shake her hips, allowing Lacey's penis to rub against her folds, thus reaching another peak of lust. The pain of losing her virginity was completely overshadowed by pleasure; the blood flowing from her inner thighs seemed nonexistent, mixed with a little vaginal fluid, flowing down her beautiful legs onto the white sheets, creating beautiful patterns. Seemingly sensing the vibrations from his master, after Elizabeth reached several orgasms, Lacey also began to ejaculate. "Eek!" Feeling the penis inside her suddenly swell, Elizabeth couldn't help but let out a scream. Lacey's penis, engorged and swollen, was stuck inside his master, unable to leave, and then the sharp tip of his glans began to spurt out thick semen, spraying deep into Elizabeth's uterus. Unlike humans, dogs ejaculate for a considerable time, which was incredibly stimulating for Elizabeth, who was still a virgin. The semen flowed continuously, like urination, as if trying to fill her delicate uterus and impregnate her with puppies. Lacey's semen sprayed forcefully to the deepest point. The unprecedented feeling of fullness caused her swollen uterus to press against her bladder. Elizabeth disregarded all decorum, lying on the soft bed, letting her dog ejaculate while shamelessly urinating on the sheets. Finally, when Lacey's ejaculation subsided, Elizabeth was too weak to even get up. Her body was sore and limp, and she could only let her dog pant on her back, its paws leaving several scratches on her snow-white back. Her swollen vulva was both tingling and itchy, and the clitoris hadn't softened. A large amount of thick fluid, mixed with virgin blood and the male dog's semen, remained temporarily inside Elizabeth's vagina and uterus. "It hurts...but...it feels so good..." Before sunrise, endless orgasms and pleasure relentlessly assaulted Elizabeth, until even the hypocrisy of etiquette and reason crumbled, and only then did the outside gradually brighten. "Are you still awake? I'm opening the door!" Hearing the sound from outside, Elizabeth glanced out the window and realized it was already dawn, with warm sunlight streaming into the room. It seemed her brother, unable to tolerate her willfulness any longer, had brought that cousin home...but to her, it didn't matter what happened, whether she went to a convent or married some ugly man. As long as Lacey was by her side, she didn't care what happened. "Good boy...harder, thrust deeper into your sister..." Whispering dreamily, Elizabeth looked tenderly at her beloved dog behind her, while twisting her snow-white hips to match its thrusts, lasciviously swaying her waist. "Going there is fine... but you're the only one who can enter my body..." As time passed, the so-called imperial noble bloodline once again sank into decline.

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