When was the first time your wife had beastiality?

My first wife described her beginning. She had gotten into an argument with her elder sister and then her mother so she saddled up her horse, grabbed her saddle bags, and with her dogs in tow she rode of to a little junction of two creeks that was her “secret garden”. There she stripped off to bath and put the billy on.

Fortunately, she also likes men. And women. And domming us all.

She knew that she would be knotted and eventually she was. It was only when she was lying there joined to her dog that it suddenly occurred, “what if Dad came looking??” He never did during the day and he was out in the back paddocks in the other direction…but still. She tried to dislodge doggo but of course she was stuck. She now just lay their anally locked to her dog.

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She didn’t resist and in a short time doggo was inside and going for it.

Pov: M, polygamous, open polyamory

Eventually they uncoupled.

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At some point though one of her dogs started to get horny and aroused. While this dog had got a boner on other occasions this was the first time the dog tried to get frisky with her. She had her own issues around her sexuality, desires and ability, and she was largely unfulfilled…and deeply desirious. Horny as fuck in other words. Pushing the dog away she accidently grabbed his cock…and couldn’t let go. It was too much. Being a farm girl she had seen dogs copulating so almost in desperation she turned around and presented herself to the dog. And the dog proceeded to mount her from behind. And took her by her arse.

It’s bestiality. Best-iality.

When was the first time your wife had beastiality?

I’m wondering about attachment and transference with the therapist and the idea of escape and fantasy? How much do you think your strong feelings, constant thoughts, desires to be with your therapist are a way to escape from your present life? I wonder if the transference serves another purpose than to show us our wounds and/or past experiences, but is a present coping strategy for managing what we don’t want to face (even if unconsciously) in the present—-current relationships, life circumstances, etc. Can anyone relate to this concept of escape in relation to their therapy relationship? How does this play out for you?

But she was hooked. Her first sex was with a dog. And she liked it. And she has been fucking with dogs ever since.