The Siberian Milf's petplay night walk

THE NIGHTLY DOG WALK: ANNIKA'S WILD DESCENT

Torino's streets were bathed in the dim orange glow of flickering streetlights, the cobblestones cool beneath Annika’s bare knees as she crawled forward on all fours, her breath coming in ragged pants. A leather collar—thick, studded, engraved with Stefano’s name—was buckled tightly around her slender neck, the attached leash held loosely in his grip.

"Good girl," Stefano purred, giving the leash a sharp tug that **** Annika’s back to arch, her plump ass rising higher in the air. "Now bark for me."

Annika’s pale cheeks burned with shame, but her lusciouus lips—painted a sinful red—parted obediently.

"W-Woof," she whimpered, her voice trembling.

Stefano smirked, his free hand trailing down the curve of her spine before landing a sharp spank on her ass. "Louder."

"WOOF!!" Annika yelped, the curvy milf's erotic contralto echoing through the empty alleyway.

"That’s my good little bitch," Stefano chuckled, his fingers tangling in her platinum hair as he yanked her head back, forcing her to meet his golden, hypnotic gaze. "Now let’s see how many strangers we can make use of tonight."

First Encounter – The Businessman

They hadn’t even made it halfway down the block before the first passerby appeared—a middle-aged man in a rumpled suit, his briefcase clutched tightly in one hand as he hurried home from work.

His steps faltered when he spotted them.

"W-What the—?"

Stefano grinned, his grip tightening in Annika’s hair. "Evening, sir. Care to pet my dog?"

The man’s eyes flickered between Stefano’s smirk and Annika’s trembling, naked form. His mouth worked soundlessly for a moment before—

"I… know her," he muttered, his voice thick with disbelief. "She’s the barista from—"

"Ah, so you do recognize her!" Stefano’s grin widened. "Then you’ve earned a reward."

With a sharp yank, he **** Annika’s face toward the man’s crotch, her plush lips brushing against the growing bulge in his slacks.

"Go on," Stefano murmured, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "Use her. She loves being helpful."

The man groaned, his fingers fumbling with his belt. "Fuck…"

Annika whimpered, her body trembling—but when the man’s cock sprang free, thick and heavy, her training took over.

Her lips parted, her tongue lapping at the head before swallowing him whole, her throat fluttering around his length.

"O-Oh fuck—!" the man gasped, his hands tangling in her hair as he fucked her face with rough, **** thrusts.

Stefano watched, his own cock stiffening as Annika gagged around the stranger’s length, tears spilling down her cheeks.

"Such a good little bitch," he purred, his free hand groping her ass, fingers digging into the plush flesh. "Aren’t you, Mom?"

Annika moaned around the cock in her mouth, her hips rolling instinctively, begging for more.

The man growled, his thrusts turning erratic. "Gonna—fuck—"

With a final, brutal shove, he emptied himself down Annika’s throat, his cum flooding her mouth, dripping from her lips as she coughed and swallowed.

Stefano laughed, patting her head like a prized pet. "Good girl."

The man staggered back, his pants still undone, his face flushed. "What the hell was—"

"Move along, sir," Stefano interrupted, his voice laced with command. "You’ve had your fun."

And just like that, the man blinked, his expression going blank before he turned and walked away, as if nothing had happened.

Second Encounter – The College Girl

The next encounter came just minutes later—a young woman, barely out of her teens, her headphones dangling around her neck as she rounded the corner.

She froze at the sight before her.

"Holy shit," she breathed, her dark eyes wide.

Stefano grinned. "Like what you see?"

The girl’s gaze flickered between Annika’s dripping pussy and Stefano’s hard cock. "Is this… some kind of prank or something??"

"Yeah, almost like that," Stefano murmured, his fingers trailing down Annika’s spine before spreading her cheeks, exposing her gaping asshole, still glazed with his earlier load. "Want a taste?"

The girl swallowed, her thighs pressing together. "Fuck… yes."

She dropped to her knees behind Annika, her tongue darting out to lick a slow, filthy stripe from Annika’s clit to her asshole, moaning at the taste of Stefano’s cum.

"Oh my God," she gasped, her fingers digging into Annika’s hips. "She’s delicious."

Stefano groaned, his cock twitching as he watched the girl devour Annika’s used holes, her tongue lapping up every drop of his seed.

"That’s it," he encouraged, his voice rough with lust. "Clean her good."

Annika whined, her body shaking as the girl’s tongue delved deeper, fucking her with wet, sloppy strokes.

"W-WOOF!" she barked, her voice breaking with pleasure.

The girl laughed, her lips smeared with arousal. "Fuck, you’re adorable," she cooed, before burying her face back between Annika’s thighs.

Stefano watched, his fingers tightening in Annika’s hair as the girl sucked and licked her raw, her moans muffled against Annika’s pussy.

"Gonna breed you again after this," he growled in Annika’s ear. "Gonna flood that cunt so full of cum, everyone will smell it on you."

Annika whimpered, her body clenching around the girl’s tongue as she came, her juices drenching the stranger’s face.

The girl pulled back, grinning as she licked her lips. "Damn. I need to walk these streets more often."

Stefano chuckled, helping her to her feet. "Come back anytime."

And with a wink, the girl was gone, leaving Annika panting and dripping on the cobblestones.

The Final Degradation – A Pack of Strangers

By the time they reached the end of the alley, Annika’s mind had shattered.

"O-Ohmygod, I'm going insane... If he keeps fucking me like this, shit..."

The hungry milf's barks were constant, her voluptuous body moving on instinct, her thoughts reduced to animalistic need.

And Stefano?

He was far from done.

A group of men—construction workers, their clothes dusty from a long shift—paused at the mouth of the alley, their eyes locking onto Annika’s naked, collared form.

"Evening, gentlemen," Stefano purred, his grip tightening on Annika’s leash. "Care to use my bitch?"

The men exchanged glances before grinning, their hands already dropping to their belts.

"Fuck yeah," one growled, his cock springing free.

Annika whined, her body trembling—but when the man grabbed her hair, forcing her onto his length, she moaned and obeyed, her lips stretching around him.

Another man stepped behind her, his thick cock sliding into her dripping pussy with a groan.

"Tight little slut," he grunted, his hips slamming forward.

Stefano watched, his own cock throbbing as Annika was used from both ends, her barks turning into gagged squeals with every thrust.

"That’s it," he murmured, his fingers trailing down her spine. "Take it like a good girl."

The men groaned, their pace turning brutal, their cocks pounding into Annika’s wrecked holes with reckless abandon.

"Gonna paint this bitch," one snarled, his fingers digging into her hips.

"Fuck, me too," the other growled.

With twin roars, they emptied themselves into her, their cum flooding her pussy and throat, drenching her inside and out.

Annika collapsed onto the cobblestones, her body trembling, her mind gone.

Stefano smirked, patting her head.

"Good bitch."

Epilogue – A Milf Lost

By the time they returned to the bar, Annika was broken.

Her barks were constant, her movements feral, her eyes glazed with mindless submission.

Stefano grinned, unclipping her leash before pushing her onto the floor.

"Stay," he commanded.

Annika whined, but she obeyed, her body curling into a submissive ball.

Stefano chuckled, his fingers trailing through her hair.

"Tomorrow night," he murmured, the incubus deep baritone dark with promise, "we’ll do it all again."

And Annika?

She wagged her imaginary tail.