From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 107 - 108: Nevy sex toy

Chapter 107: Chapter 108: Nevy sex toy

"That will leave a mark...", I thought silently right after the hit. I leaned on the engine to avoid falling on the floor. "What the hell was that...?", I asked while gathering my strength. I obviously recognized dog barking, but I had a hard time understanding why there was one in the cargo crate. The dog(s) were there simply to get out from the rain, but I had no way of knowing that. I heard them moving inside since their nails were scratching on the metal floor. However, I paid no further attention to the dogs since I was otherwise occupied. It took a lot of effort to pull my body on top of the engine, but I was finally lying on my stomach on the engine. I was baffled. The impact had not been that hard, but it was like something was draining the strength from my limbs. Soon I would realize the situation where I was in.

It smelled funny. Instinctively, I took a deep breath to recognize the odor, which was an obvious mistake. I had experienced this once before and it was during our training session. All the privates had to go through it. My instructor’s words echoed inside of my head, "If you ever have the displeasure to smell this gas, you have less than 10 seconds to get out. It means that you are exposed to the gas from these specific chemicals. The gas itself will not harm you, but the paralysis will be immediate and it will stay with you depending on how much you have inhaled it.". I did not know how long I had been lying here, but it was definitely longer than 10 seconds. The panic was setting in. I could feel the cold steel of the floor at the tip of my fingers, but I could no longer move my hands at my will. I saw my cleaning supplies scattered in front of my eyes and more than one of them had their seals broken. By pulling my body on top of the engine, I had forced myself closer to the danger and now I was completely immobile.

I could now clearly hear, a ’PSSSSSSHHHH...’, sound coming from the broken canisters on the ground. Since I could not move at all, every second I lay there exposed me further. It was becoming evident that I would be bending over this engine until someone came to rescue me. I had already worked for hours so there was a solid chance that my CO would be checking in at some point. ’HEEEEEELP!’, I yelled. I was positively surprised that I was able to make noise while being otherwise paralyzed. I could clearly hear the shout echoing inside the crate, but heavy rain made sure that my voice did not carry too far. It did however reach the entrance where the pair of dogs were drying their fur. And this is where the story gets exciting.

The scratching sounds intensified moments before something jumped over me. "A dog?", I asked now remembering the bark that had caused me to lose my balance. A few moments ago I had bigger issues to worry about than whatever had scared me. But now when the large black-furred mastiff was staring me into my eyes, I suddenly found myself laser-focused on the origin of my problems. The military-trained mastiffs are extremely aggressive and they can attack you with amazing speed and force. Having one tower over yourself while you are helpless, is not an ideal situation to be in. Honestly, against this creature, I would be helpless in any situation where I did not have my pistol or rifle with me. The dog brought his face right next to mine and I could smell his breath. Before I could analyze it any further, a deep growl emanating from the dog’s lungs put fear in me. If it was not evident before it was now. I better be a good little girl and stay down. Not like I had any choice anyway.

Mastiff had its eyes locked on me for a while until he was sure that I did not try to pull any stunts. Intimidation came naturally to these aggressive beings, and it was further instilled by their trainers. When the immediate danger of being maimed passed, I found myself sweating. In fact, I was feeling surprisingly hot of all a sudden. The intensive few minutes must’ve scared the living shit out of me and my body reacted to that and to chemicals. Either way, the sensation was extremely unpleasant. The mastiff released its gaze on me and started to kick the canisters on the ground. He probably found the hissing sound annoying and wanted to get rid of that. I knew that canisters were not full from the get-go and they would empty soon, but the dog didn’t. He kept pushing them around the crate. I was hoping that gas would knock the wind out from the mastiff as well, but no such luck. If something, it actually did seem to have the opposite effect. In my eyes, the attack dog felt more and more aggressive and energized by the second. And I was just about to find how energized the animal in front of me could be.

Another dog pushed me from my ass. ’Wha..?!?’, I yelped when I felt the touch from behind. I had not realized that more than one dog was looking for shelter from this same crate. I tried to turn around to see the second visitor, but the numbness had set in. I could think clearly as day, but the muscles at my neck were not reacting to commands that my brain was sending. Once again odd sensation went through me. It was obvious that the situation was less than great, but I still found my paralysis amusing rather than alerting. The dog pushed me harder this time. I could feel his snout in my private area through the heavy fabric. ’Calm down boy. I don’t have a treat in my back pocket’, I jested. But how wrong I was. The dog was smelling the treat and he was not mistaken. With my keen senses, the dog behind me knew that I was ovulating. The baby factory was open for business and the dog was making sure that he had dibs.

Neither dog was showing any signs of aggression anymore and I was feeling a bit more relaxed. Yes, they were still unruly, but I did not think that I was in any kind of danger anymore. I obviously was in danger, no questions about it. The analytical side of my brain was going nuts from the situation, but I was still oddly calm. The first dog, the black fur mastiff, got bored with canisters and walked right next to my face again. My previous calmness was about to break when I was expecting the mastiff to start growling again. But to my pleasant surprise, the military dog started to lick my face instead. I laughed and said, ’Sto...! HAH! Staph it! Hih...’. I could not move my hands to protect my face and my words had no effect on the massive dog. I had not asked for a slobbering tongue bath, but I got one now.

I decided to call the dog at my front "Black" based on his fur. That mastiff was massive in size and extremely scary... if he wasn’t giving me that cute face-licking. It was difficult to estimate how much the animal weighed, but he could not be lighter than me. So I assume him being around 60kg. But that mass was pure beastial muscle. If he wanted to harm me, he would do it with ease. A slender human woman like myself would be powerless to even lift an arm against a killing machine like Black. And now that killing machine was making me giggle like a little girl.

Little did I know, Black was doing introductions. Just like his partner in crime behind me, Black also sensed my fertile condition. He had bred once, and the situation here was quite similar to the one before. There was bitch in heat and she was presenting her holes to Black. Why complicate matters? Black did not how we humans handled the breeding, but the mastiff was eager to learn. Since his friend was burying his face to another end of the female, Black might as well try this one. That is why he started to lick my face, making his intent clear. He knew that it is common courtesy to say ’hello’ to the bitch before mating. And based on the bitch’s receptive reaction, she is more than willing to have a round with him.

’HAHAHHAA! Stop it!’, I laughed out loud while Black kept licking my face. I was now even more at ease. If I had known what these two dogs were thinking, I would have been panicking by now. Like an idiot, I focused on naming the dogs and thinking about pointless stuff. Since I could not see the dog behind me, I decided to call him "Nudge" since he kept pushing me. I thought that he might push me over the engine, but due to how I was lying on top of it, it was unlikely I’d fall. Black’s rough tongue was tickling and there was not much I could do other than close my eyes and try to ask him to stop. Since I was completely blinded, I missed a few important facts. One, Black was horny as fuck. And two, he was about to jump on me. I was still laughing when I felt the weight of his body on top of me and his loins pushed forward. My laughing open mouth was an easy mark for a determined dog and he punched his semi-hard cock into my mouth.

I opened my eyes wide open when I felt the invader going past my lips. For a moment, I could not believe it. But I really had a dog’s penis exploring the insides of my mouth. "FUCKING MUTT! I WILL BITE YOUR DICK OFF!", I screamed in my mind with real intent to let him know what he was doing was not OK. For my sudden confusion I found out that I could not move my jaws any more than I could move my arms or legs. The paralyzing agent had reached my head and face, and I was even more screwed than I was before. Only muddled sounds came out of my mouth. ’UGHGHHMMH!’, I grunted for the protest.

My senses were being attacked with full force. Musky male odor filled my nose while the salty taste of his cock lingered on my tongue. It was not my first time giving oral to a male so I had a pretty good idea what to expect. However, knowing that it was a dog that caused me to remember such lewd things was next to revolting. But there was nothing I could do to prevent the situation while my drugged body was on display and Black’s cock was passed my red lips.

Black was unusually calm for a dog which had found a hole to fuck. I did not really know about the mating habits of other species than humans, but I would have imagined him to be more frenzied. Instead, he simply kept his cock safely inside my mouth. Every few seconds I noticed how he hardened and was able to reach slightly deeper into me. The girth forced my mouth wider little by little and soon I would not have been able to move my jaws even if no chemicals were messing with my body. Panic hit my brain when the tip of his penis reached the entrance of my throat. I had once tried to take the full length of a 20cm long cock into my throat, and it was unpleasant even when I had been drunk. It is easy to say, ’Just relax your throat.’, than actually doing it. "Bill had a great cock but he was one stupid son of a bitch...", I thought while remembering my ex.

My mind was racing like mad when the canine cock started to extend further into the embrace of my throat. I was preparing to gag which I was sure to happen any next second now. Imagine my surprise when the agile doggy dick easily bends down to the pipe I only used to consume food and drink. No coughing, no vomiting, no anything. It took me a moment to realize how I was able to swallow so much of him. The same fucking chemicals that paralyzed my body were now helping me to become an expert in deepthroating. The thought made me blush from anger and embarrassment.