Finding a place to highlight her family's fighting style had proven more trouble to Laura than she'd imagined, as back alley brawls were hardly the glamorous fights that her style deserved. Even in the age of smart phones, Matsuda jujitsu was without the recognition it should have had, the recognition that formed so much of her reasons for getting involved in the first place. She needed something bigger, needed a televised, international stage to prove not only her combat prowess, but how much of her talent she owed to her family's style. Eventually, her way through the world's fighting community had gotten her a line directly to Dalton Wood, promoter of the world's foremost mixed martial arts company. Surely, if she could prove her talents to him and get signed as a fighter, she could fight her way up the ranks and show the world what Matsuda jujitsu was all about.

The meeting was set up solely as a favour Dalton was giving to a friend, and sitting there in his seat, he seemed rather content with not giving her the time of day. He was a tall, thick slab of a man, clearly muscular but with a great deal of fat on top of it, someone who clearly worked out constantly but maintained a much higher calorie diet than he needed to to build muscle mass, with a round, bald head that seemed a little too shiny, and a very expensive tailored suit that he was maybe beginning to push the boundaries of a little bit. So unconcerned with what she was here for, he had a few styrofoam take-out containers open, and carelessly chewed on a large bite of his gyro as he said to her, "I get thousands of requests a week by fighters, and most of them can't fight for shit."

"I promise, I'm a very skilled fighter, I just need a chance to prove it. Please let me sign on, it won't be a mistake." She was desperate, even if she could tell how completely out of shits to give the man was, sitting there chowing down, flecks of beef and diced tomato spilling from his lips every time he spoke with his mouth full, carrying on business either like a slob raised in a barn, or someone who simply didn't care about this meeting. She had a feeling it was both, though. "Maybe if there is some kind of tryout process I could do? Anything?"

Dalton could tell how desperate Laura was. It could not have been more obvious, and she was doing a very poor job at pretending to be anything but completely in the palm of his hand, and he was not the kind of man who took mercy on those in positions not to say no. "Well, maybe there is one way you can convince me. See, promoting fights isn't the only business I"m in, and maybe if I feel like doing business on the other side of what I do, I'll help you out."

"Of course," Laura said, with no idea what she was agreeing to. "I'll do anything you ask, please. What is it?"

He laughed mockingly at her as she professed her willingness to do as he asked, reaching for a remote control at his desk with one side as he grabbed a hot dog with the other. "With a press of his button, cameras atop tripods rose up from the floor, and a door off to the side opened as three large, burly dogs stepped out, panting heavily in excitement. "I guess this is a bit like the casting couch, but it's not the producer you have to make happy. It's his puppies." The dogs he spoke of were hardly puppies as they circled Laura, gasping as she turned around to see cameras in all directions recording her, red lights bright and solid as they recorded the Brazilian woman from all angles. "I'm also in the business of making the kind of underground porn that brings in ungodly amounts of money."

"Excuse me?" Laura asked, shaky and reluctant as the dogs encircled her, as she realized that each of them had a thick, rock hard cock dangling between their legs. She'd been in a poor bargaining position to begin with, but this was much, much worse still. "You can't be serious."

"Oh, I am," he said, smirking as as she turned around to look at just how many cameras there were in the room, giving him a quick view of her absolutely gorgeous ass. In truth, he got all of his female fighters onto contracts like this, turning them into porn stars as much as fight stars. "Get all three of my dogs off, and I'll give you a contract and a fight whenever you're ready to start." Everything he'd done to her so far had all been to get her into a position of desperation to say yes to this, as the friend who put them in touch also sent by a cell phone recording of how well she fought. He would have been stupid not to sign Laura, but he would have been even stupider not to capitalize on the sexy dark-skinned woman.

The decision left Laura's stomach churning as the dogs drew closer, seemingly waiting on permission from their owner to pounce as they circled around her. She was absolutely revolted by the offer, by the thought of using sex to get a contract, let alone sex with dogs, but on the other hand she needed to do something to get that contract, and this offer seemed like the only thing that would help her out. It was wrong, and she very deeply understood that fact, but there wasn't any other choice in front of her okay. Her jaw shook as she looked toward Dalton, groaning a reluctant, "Okay," at the promoter. It was a decision she knew she would live to regret, one she would be ashamed of for years to come, but she needed that contract.

Leaning happily in his seat, Dalton finished the hot dog and whistled, perking his dogs up with the go-ahead signal to pounce Laura. He reached for more food to grab, but the hand that had pushed the button reached next down below the table as he got ready to enjoy yet another poor, gullible girl offering her body up in exchange for a chance at stardom.

For a moment, Laura thought this wasn't going to be too bad as she looked at the hounds, wondering what to do and how to get into position for them, not eager for this but eager to get it over with. But before she could look to Dalton to ask what exactly she was supposed to do, one of the pounced her, driving her to the floor and leaving her gasping as the cameras followed after her, whirring as they moved to follow the motion of the target they'd locked in on. She found herself wincing as she looked up at the dogs in worry, realizing now that she was in a position beneath them just how hungry they looked, eyeing her like a side of meat.

One of the dogs stepped forward from above, walking long her body as his heavy, thick cock dripped with pre, which unfortunately landed onto her face as she winced, the heavy cock dangling down, flopping about and guided by gravity as he sank his lower legs down, pressing the aching red tip up against her exposed cleavage. "Oh no," she whined as the other dogs descended upon her eagerly. Every instinct she had was to shove this stupid dog off of her and avoid having to do this, almost ready to forsake the entire deal and any chance at a contract to his MMA promotion in exchange for her dignity, but shock overwhelmed her as the dog slammed forward, sinking his cock down her top and between her plump tits.

But the prospect of titfucking a dog was not specifically what proved so shocking it disarmed her utterly. It wasn't pleasant, but the real surprise when a pair of round, plump nuts smacked down against her face. To get low enough to titfuck Laura, the dog was shoving his sac right down upon her lips, and as he started to pull back and settle into a rhythm of fucking her cleavage, said nuts dragged along her face, leaving her almost paralyzed in embarrassment as she lay there, too appalled to even stop this as she realized the actual depth of depravity she was in for here; it hadn't fully sank in what fucking a dog would entail, or how just how far removed from ready she was for it.

Panting heavily, the dog thrust into her plump tits, glad to be there as he looked to the other hounds, making sure they knew he got there first as the soft flesh caressed his aching cock. The swollen doggy dick throbbed within her cleavage, quickly leaking down pre-cum onto her stomach and into her breasts themselves, getting them a little slicker as the friction and force also helped her sweat glands begins to pile up, making it even wetter, smoother sailing still. Which suited him just fine as he steadied himself proudly over the human girl he was titfucking, used to this by now. The cameras shifted toward him, catching him as his tongue rolled out proudly.

Legs kicking nervously about, Laura tried her best to deal with her revulsion without shoving him off, even as his nuts dragged along her lips as a result of his rabid thrusts. It was more than a little degrading, and the heavy taste of dog balls grew upon her tongue with each contact, which was not something she had even the slightest idea how to deal with. But even worse still awaited Laura as she settled her legs down as the fitful energy burst died down to try and keep from exhausting herself, realizing that the dogs were only going to keep at her and that she would not be in great shape if she wore herself out before they were done. But, all going still did in practice was give the other dogs access to her body.

Both of the curious dogs left to wait their turn began to sniff her up, smelling all over curiously as they watched the woman writhe on the floor, and it didn't take long for their noses to settle somewhere in particular with eager attention, namely between her legs. Their noses pushed her pussy through her pants, sniffing about happily as the scent of her body's reaction to sex, reluctant as it may have been, thrilled them, excited the happy dogs sniffing and panting harder and happier in delight at what they smelled.

Watching happily from his desk, Dalton continued to eat with one hand as he jerked off with the other, stroking his cock quite brazenly as he reclined in his seat, enjoying the sight of Laura getting titfucked and sniffed by his dogs. Not only for the thrill of the dog on woman action that formed perhaps the most lucrative part of his porn empire, but for the humiliation, for seeing a woman who had come to him with a dire need and a desperate plea turned out for his amusement. He got off on that almost as much as the visceral bestiality he was recording, the feverish thrust of his dog's cock, long enough that even with Laura's ample cleavage it was poking out the bottom of her top, the tie entirely for decoration as the dick rubbed underneath it and stood out against her brown skin.

The sniffing of her crotch was doing things to Laura. She wished it didn't, wished she could kick the dogs away, but she didn't know how much she could trust them to play safe, and the growing swell of worry building up within her kept her docile and limp as she lay there, accepting the titfuck and the smelling, as noses pushed against her crotch. Her panties were starting to soak from the force of the strong pushes against her mound and the unfortunate fact that the musk accompanying the dog's balls shoved into her face were powerful factors that her body was slipping into worryingly complacent enjoyment of.

Laura could thing of nothing in her life quite as humiliating as the balls dragging along her face constantly, the sloppy back and forth of sweaty dog nuts across her skin. The fact that it was all caught on camera only made it worse for Laura, knowing that there would be a living record of this situation, something beyond the memory seared into her mind. People were going to masturbate to this one day, and each time it would be a great shame of that time she made a sacrifice of her dignity for the sake of her art, something that she wanted to tell herself was a noble aim, but it was hard to say that for absolute certain as she lay there.

Fucking her tits happily, the dog started to make delighted sounds of excitement, slamming forward as hard and fast as he could, careless about the fact that the faster he moved the more harshly his balls dragged along Laura's face, his sac now slapping against her grimace. He didn't care though, charging happily onward as he relished in the soft, round breasts around his cock, everything so tight and snug thanks to her top keeping her tits pressed together and his cock merely shoving some of them aside to push forward. A delight for him but agony for her, and she didn't get a say in this anymore as he rutted her cleavage, as if everything dominant and degrading about the position had not made that so deeply apparent.

When the dog came, he came loudly, throwing his head back and howling as he shoved his nuts down against her mouth one final time before emptying their contents all over her stomach. Cum spewed forward from the swollen head poking out the bottom of her top, spewing strands of salty, thick cum down onto her stomach, leaving her squirming and feeling the sticky spunk settle onto her skin, including sinking into her navel and leaving her squirming about as something about that sensation proved thoroughly unsettling, but as she squirmed and whimpered beneath, she only played further into the hands of everything lurid being expected of her and done to her. As the dog pulled bag slowly, even more cum spewed into her cleavage, leaving her breasts rubbing together with sweat and cum as her top kept them still very much contained.

Lying in disgust on the floor, Laura shivered as the cock withdrew from her cleavage and smacked her in the cheek, by that point just so humiliated that she didn't care, resigned to the cameras recording everything about her dishonour and her degradation. "Who's next?" she groaned weakly, looking down to the two dogs both eagerly sniffing her pussy. She wanted this to be over already, and the quicker she could end this, the better.

"I wanna see some spitroasting," Dalton said gleefully, not stroking his cock quite openly for her to catch out the corner of her eye as she groaned. But he pressed onward, whistling before shoveling some lasagna into his mouth. She knew what that whistle meant almost immediately, and shivered in dread as the two remaining dogs perked up once more, ready to get down to work at her. 'You might want to get those pants off," he said, not caring about how bits of food flew out of his mouth as he spoke. "They'll rip them apart if you don't, and you didn't bring a second pair."

Laura groaned, hurrying out of her pants and groaning as she rolled onto all fours, reluctant to show off to the camera, but her round, gorgeous ass and her pussy wet frustratingly against her wishes were not only presented to the dogs, but to the screen, her backside given a long, loving reveal to the world of bestiality porn fans. Quivering pussy lips showed off how ready her body was for this, as the dogs both got around the fighter's body and prepared to claim her at both ends, just like they were told. They'd been trained for this, bred for sexual performance and their endowments, and now Laura was going to find out what two prized dogs in the porn industry were capable of.

Mounted from the front, Laura found herself cockslapped by the dog, left shivering and groaning as her eyes shut tightly, the rigid red shaft smacking her cheek every which way as it fumbled repeated attempts to claim her mouth. The black haired woman shuddered as she felt it dragging against her face, not as humiliating as the balls she'd felt moments earlier but certainly promising much worse for her, while paws on her back left her groaning as another cock with equal clumsiness rubbed against her slick pussy. For someone more depraved, it would probably have built anticipation for what was to come, an excitement and breath-bating experience as she sat there wondering what was going to happen and how she was going to get fucked. But for Laura, all she could feel was the sinking detestation of someone feeling her torment drawn out and lengthened, when all she wanted was for this to be over.

When the dogs did their way into the hot, wet holes they sought, they did so in unison, and the swollen dog cocks slammed into Laura's mouth and pussy in tandem, all too forward and intense as she shivered on her hands and knees, stuffed full of cock at both ends without warning. Dog cocks felt like nothing she'd ever felt inside of her at once, as if she needed reminders of what she was doing, of the fact they were dogs. Filled with unfamiliar dicks, Laura groaned as her body shivered, her pussy in particular very receptive all of a sudden to the feeling of penetration, against everything sensible and smart within her.

Once they had a moment to get comfortable in the warm embrace of her holes, panting heavily as they took her from both ends, looking right at each other, they started to thrust, and that was when Laura knew just how bad she had it, groaning and whining as the dog cocks slammed into her, drawing back only to do it again. Then again, faster this time. Even faster on the next push. She could feel them quickening, her perception slowing to leave her time to 'savour' each sloppy thrust into her as the dogs worked themselves into a faster pace, panting heavily, fore-paws pushing into her back and her shoulders. She was driven down, kept low and submissive as they exerted their authority over her, their utter control. She was their bitch, and everything the dogs did was meant to teach her that.

"Fuck, that's good," Dalton groaned, furiously masturbating to the sight of Laura getting spitroasted by his dogs. She looked amazing doing it, the kind of woman who he knew at one look could be a huge money maker in his less legitimate enterprise, and already his mind was spinning with ideas as he ached and throbbed in his hand, his cock long and, much like the man himself, monstrously thick. He saw a future in Laura, and if she turned out to be as good a fighter as she seemed in that tape, then there was a lot to be made in cross promoting her, building up her name to drive the demand of adult works starring her with man and beast alike. The possibilities were endless, and the money he saw was a guarantee that his dick as rock hard.

Laura hated how good it was starting to feel as they hammered away at her, as her body surrendered to the fervid rutting from both ends that the animals gave her. They were bred to fuck and oh how they fucked, giving her the kind of raw fucking her body craved, gagging on a dog cock peeking at the back of her throat and stuffing down further at the height of each thrust, while her pussy was slammed into deep, shaking her to the core as they worked in tandem. She was so full, so aching, so utterly vulnerable to the every wicked whim of the dogs who relished in their chances to fuck a beautiful woman with a tight, wet pussy and a hot mouth senseless. This was what they lived for, not even realizing they were being recorded as they played to the cameras anyway, simply doing as they were taught to, rewarded with a gorgeous fighter to pound for their good behavior.

The best shot came from the side that showed off her cornrows as well as her luxurious black hair, giving an interesting contrast that was utterly lost as she was facefucked by a dog, drooling all over the cock hammering down her gullet as his balls smacked against her chin. She thought that being tea-bagged from the dog facefucking her was the worst indignity that could have been inflicted upon her, but that was before she choked on a dog's dick. It was much worse, and the fact that cum all over her stomach and in her tits lingered as reminders of what was now the second most embarrassing sexual experience of her life only solidified that sentiment.

The one from behind wasn't nearly so degrading, but the fact that she was being so harshly rutted and her body found pleasure in that ensured it wasn't much better still. Her nectar drooled down onto the floor and along her thighs as she was claimed, sloppily and harshly fucked by the needy dog, whose tail ragged rapidly. He could not have been happier to be there, to feel Laura's tight cunt around him, and he pushed eagerly onward, getting so much closer to his release, so much closer to what he had been trained to do, as the bulge of his knot shoved against her pussy lips just as his brother's slammed against her actual lips. For the sake of the show they had been taught not to knot at the beginning of sex as they instinctively should have, and with no concept of how dogs had sex, Laura had no idea what that meant or what was in store for her soon.

The dogs kept thrusting, kept slamming into her, feverishly fucking her mouth and her pussy without stop as they drew closer toward their orgasms, until those final moments when they slammed forward, their knots driving their way into her pussy and her mouth, leaving her crying out in shock and dismay as she was dually knotted, the thick bulges locking the beasts into her just in time to feel the sudden spray of cum shooting down her gullet and deep into her pussy, the throbbing dock cocks plugging her holes from both ends for good measure. She knelt there in terror and worry, trembling as the sensation forced her over the edge of her own orgasm, left groaning in disgust and frustration as she shook all about, left to feel he hot thrill of climax eternally remind her of the time she got off to being spitroasted by dogs.

Pulling back, the hounds found themselves firmly in her, and both turned around, leaving her to shiver in embarrassment as the knots locked her in place. She wasn't going anywhere, which left her vulnerable to Dalton walking up over to her, slapping her in the face a few times with his cock as pre-cum drooled from his tip. "You've got the job," he snickered, and blew his load onto the left side of her face. Thick, sticky shots of cum splattered onto her cornrows and down along her cheek, the warm reminder against her face of the fact that she was his now, having been utterly humiliated for his own amusement, her dignity exchanged like currency to him. His cum running down her braids and her face was a twisted, shuddering reminder of that.

When finally the dogs' knots deflated and they pulled back, a contract was slipped in front of Laura. One she foolishly signed without reading. "Start training, I'll get you in a fight for two weeks from now." He decided not to mention quite yet that fights weren't the only pay-per-view shows she would be starring in. The nasty surprise could wait a little while.

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