CLAUDIA SCHIFFER – Live Dogsex Show
It was one of David’s little private shows, the kind that he arranged once or twice a year for rich business types and folks
from the entertainment industry. People with a twisted sense of fun. He always had something special for them – and this
show, February 14th, 1998, was to be his best yet. He had devised an act so sick, so disgusting, and so sexually explicit,
that he knew no-one would ever top it.
The guest list was short, only 20 invites, each to a major entertainment player – and his or her partner. Brad Pitt was
there with Gwineth, Steven
Spielberg and Kate Capshaw, Johnny Depp and Kate Moss, the list went on. High calibre, big shots
all of them.
The venue usually sat around a thousand, but today just a few chairs had been gathered right infront of the low stage. All
the lights were off except for one spotlight pointed directly at the stage center, and the lighting crew wasn’t there, no
microphones or special effects, just smiling orange skinned, perfectly dressed and coiffered David Copperfield, standing
centre of his small stage. The only prop was a chair, just an ordinary chair.
Copperfield introduced himself to his small audience, and reassured them that he had something special for them. “Tonight,”
he told them, “You will learn the secret of my way with women.” He smiled, then turning to the side of the stage he
beckoned his lover onto the stage.
Claudia Schiffer, German supermodel walked onto stage in a perfect and beautiful black knee length evening dress. Thousands
of tiny beads on it’s surface sparkled in the spotlight as it hung close to her skin. It was semi-see-through affording the
audience a view of her brief black panties, her stockings and suspenders, her suspender belt, and a half-cup bra – also in
black. Her hair was tied up over her head, with several strands allowed to hang down on either side of her perfectly
made-up face. Nothing was overdone, everything was perfect. And Claudia was perfect. From her stilleto heels to the
jewelled clasp holding her hair in place.
“Now, I know that none of you can understand why a woman as perfect as this, would stay with a jerk as ugly as me?”
Copperfield smiled, clearly understanding the public’s confusion over the Copperfield-Schiffer relationship. “Have I got a
big cock, Claudia?” He asked.
Claudia giggled, “No… You haven’t.”
“Am I a wonderful lover then?” He smiled waving his arms around.
“Certainly not. I’ve had many many better lovers.” Answered Claudia, her German accent sounding so sexy.
“Then, I hear you ask, what is my secret?” He turned to face his audience, reaching one hand behind him to point at the
supermodel. His audience waited.
“The secret is…” He turned, dramatically, dropping to one knee and clicking his fingers… “Hypnotism.” And with the finger
click Claudia immediately fell into a transe where she stood. Her eyes glazed over, her body went more or less rigid, she
ceased to look relaxed, and looked suddenly like a perfect mannequin.
“You may think this is an act… But why would I lie to you?” Said David as he walked around his lover. “But, let’s show
you it’s no act…” He stood by Claudia facing the audience. “You know Claudia’s no whore… So maybe a little sex show would
prove my point…” He smiled, as did all of the men in his audience, and a few of the women too.
“Claudia, that dress is no longer a $30,000 original, it’s just a cheap t-shirt, tear it off.” He said, and with that
Claudia looked down at her beautiful dress, she took hold of either side of the plunging neckline and tore the dress apart,
letting the ripped remains fall around her ankles, then she stood there, no shame at all, in her black silk and lace
underwear. Her nipples poked out from the top of the half-cup bra. She looked relaxed.
Copperfield walked around infront of her and ran his hand over her face, faking a greater hypnotic act. “You are deep in my
power, deeper…” He pushed her head back and she stumbled backward a step, then straightened up again.
“Who am I?” He asked.
“You are the most magnificent sexual genius on the Earth,” she said, clearly believing what she was saying. “To be loved by
you is to be blessed by God himself.”
“And what would you do for me?” He asked, smiling to the audience, winking.
“I would do anything you asked of me.”
Copperfield moved a hand to his groin – as if to open hiis pants, then brushed some imaginary dust of them, smiled again.
“Then you make love to my dog.”
Claudia’s face didn’t change. “Yes David.”
“And you will enjoy it like no sexual experience you have ever had in your life.” He smiled again, waving to the side of
the stage, where his assistant was waiting with his dog – a large St. Bernard. Huge and muscled. The large dog was brought
onto the stage where the audience could see him. They suddenly realised that Copperfield really intended to have his
supermodel fiance make love to this animal – it turned them all on.
“Assume the position.” Copperfield ordered his woman.
The blonde supermodel, her underwear still on, her hair and make-up still perfect, got to her knees infront of the chair,
then looked up at the magician. His assistant brought the dog over behind Claudia.
“Now, let’s all see those wonderful breasts of yours.” Coaxed David. Claudia reached up and unclipped her bra at the
front, held it out and dropped it to the floor. Her firm, fine breasts stood free, her nipples as hard and erect as coat
“Do you want this dog inside you?” David asked her.
She nodded. “I need him.”
“And why is that?”
“I need to prove my love to you so that you will love me again.”
“Good.” Smiled Copperfield, he turned to his audience. “Now how many of you think she’s faking?” He turned back to his
supermodel girlfriend. “Prepare yourself.”
Claudia appeared to be on auto-pilot as she reached down and pushed her black panties down her thighs, outside her
stockings, to her knees, she spread her thighs a little, then bent forward until her breasts were pressed against the seat
of the chair, her arms wrapped around the legs of the chair, her head turned to face the audience – who she couldn’t see.
The assistant moved the huge dog up behind Claudia and he started to lick at her pussy, between her thighs. His long wet
tongue slipping between the lips, sliding up from her clit to her arsehole and beyond with every sloppy lap. A look of
pleasure crossed Claudia’s beautiful face, pleasure she couldn’t hide.
“Is that good?” Asked Copperfield.
“Yes master,” replied Schiffer, “This is wonderful.” She gasped, a moan slipping out.
“And you would like more?” He asked, his smile slipping slightly.
“Yes master, I want your big dog’s hot hard cock inside my tight wet cunt.” She moaned.
“As you wish…” Smiled Dave. He signalled to his assistant, and the pretty blonde quickly manuevered the huge dog into
position behind Claudia. He needed no hints, immediately raising his huge 180lb bulk onto Claudia’s delicate slim
supermodel back. His weight pushed her down hard, arching her back, she had to take a lot of the weight on her arms, the
chair creaked. She gasped, her heart pounding, straining.
The dog edged forward, Copperfield’s assistant reaching underneath him to make sure his cock was hard and ready to penetrate
the supermodel – it was. It did.
Pleasure and pain shot through Claudia’s perfect body as the dog’s huge, ten inch long, fat, hot, wet, cock was eased into
her body by her fiance’s assistant. She felt inch after inch of hot dogflesh easing into her vagina, stretching her flesh,
rubbing against her clit, it’s tip thrusting along the front of her pussy as it slid in. She gasped and moaned, never had
she felt pleasure like this. Pure, perfect, sex, she thought. The best. Even better than Copperfield, she thought.
The dog began to thrust into the supermodel, his cock pushing hard and deep. She gasped with each thrust. She moaned each
time he pulled back. Her moans and gasps at that wonderful high-pitched level, “Oooh, arghhhh” over and over again. The
audience locked on this sight, seeing the superbabe really getting fucked by the animal – and clearly loving it.
Copperfield wandered around behind the action, allowing his audience unbroken views of the sex show. “Now, you may think
that Claudia is simply a German slut. Willing to do anything to anything, as long as it makes her feel hot… But you would
be wrong…” He walked to the head of the action and crouched to look into Claudia’s pretty face.
“Claudia my dear…” He said softly, but loud enough to be heard.
She opened her eyes and forced herself to meet his gaze, but kept on moaning and gasping, sweat dripping off her face. She
smiled at Copperfield. “Thankyou my love, for giving me this pleasure…” She licked at his face, he allowed her one
stroke, then backed away.
“Claudia my dear, you will continue to enjoy this sex, and you will enjoy it like no sex you’ve ever had, but the moment you
reached orgasm you will become conscious of what you are doing… And at that point you will react as yourself – whatever you
really feel about what you are doing, is what you will feel like…”
Claudia smiled, then gasped hard as the dog worked his knot up against the lips of her pussy, he pushed harder, walking his
back legs forward a few inches – pushing extra hard. Claudia screamed, a scream of pleasure. Copperfield’s assistant was
helping the dog push it’s softball sized lump of throbbing muscle into Claudia’s usually tight snatch. The pain was almost
too much for the German girl to take – but she bit down on her lip and pushed her hips backwards – helping the dog inside,
deeper. She knew she needed it all.
The show continued, the audience eager for Miss Schiffer to come, keen to find out how she would react. Would she enjoy it,
prove herself to be a complete slut? Would she struggle and scream from the disgusting act? Would she faint? Would it
prove to be a regular act than Copperfield had her carry out.
Another five minutes of dogsex followed, the atmosphere of tension building. The dog thrusting into the beautiful blonde
supermodel. Her gasping and moaning, the assistant smiling, Copperfield grinning his white toothed grin. Everyone waiting
for Claudia to cum. Then suddenly she coughed, closed her eyes, let out a long moaning “Mmmmmmmm”, then started bucking her
thighs back toward the dog and yelping, “Ja, Ja… Ja, Ja… Ja…” Losing control and reverting to German. She was coming so
As the initial waves of pleasure moved over her Claudia suddenly wondered where she was. The last thing she remembered was
walking out onto her fiance’s stage to be introduced to his guests… Now she was on her knees – and experiencing great
pleasure. She could feel something big and warm inside her pussy, something heavy on her back. She could feel that she was
naked, her breasts against something hard and cold. She opened her eyes and could see David making hush sounds to the
audience – the audience. She suddenly realised that she had been used in some kind of sex show. She spun around as best as
she could to see who she was being fucked by… Then saw the dog, mounted on her back. She screamed.
Pain and a deep sense of shame flooded through her body. Fear for her career almost as scary as fear for her physical
self. She panicked, tears flooding from her eyes, running her make-up, she struggled to break loose but the dog was jammed
into her pussy good and tight – his knot as big as a baby’s head. She could feel the size of it and couldn’t understand how
she could have possibly got it up there. Panic on her face, total fear, she looked around the faces of the audience,
laughing, gasping and smiling at her. She could see disgust on some of the women’s faces, she could see lust and jealousy
on a few of them too.
Copperfield wandered around and crouched behind her, running his hand over her narrow back. He smiled to the amazed and
totally satisfied audience. “Now you see it… The German is my slut…” He stood up, not returning the fearfully hateful
look Claudia was flashing at him through her tears. “Willing to do anything I ask of her – even if it disgusts her real
self…” He stood infront of her, unzipping his pants. “She is totally in my power.” Out came his cock, a small cock, and
he pointed it at Claudia’s make-up marked face. “But, unfortunately, she’s just a little too dirty for my tastes. I think
she needs a shower… Anyone want to help?”
It took about five seconds for eight of the men in the audience to join Copperfield on the stage, standing over the dog
fucking supermodel with their cocks out – getting ready to piss all over her. “Ready…” Said Copperfield. Claudia
struggled, still trying to get free of the dog, looking up at her fiance.
“Steady…” He smiled, looking around at the cocks of the other men, all bigger than his. Claudia begging for help, looking
between the men standing over her to seek help from the women in the audience.
“GO!” Shouted David, as he let loose a stream of urine into his lover’s face. The other eight men followed suit. Piss
showered all over Claudia, on her face, on her perfect hair, over her shoulders, her back, over her round ass – some of it
splashing onto the dog, who didn’t care – just kept on fucking this tight-cunted German model.
Claudia screamed, got a mouthful of piss, then shut her mouth, struggled to breath. She lowered her head and felt piss
dribbling off her shoulders and back and hair, running onto the floor. She felt totally degraded, then it got worse… She
felt something hot and wet shooting inside her, splashing off her pussy walls. Oh my God, she thought, the dog is cumming
inside me. She gasped, fought the fear, then lost it – the pain, the suffering, the humiliation… She vomitted, spraying
puke all over Copperfield’s fine suit pants, he jumped back but couldn’t avoid it all.
Everyone stood around applauding Copperfield’s act of hypnotism, cocks hanging out as they clapped. The magician walked
around shaking hands, talking about his cleverness, full of himself. All the time his future wife was still on her hands
and knees, over the chair, with the huge dog jammed into her cunt, still fucking her, still ejaculating inside her – the
model gasping and crying, covered in piss and sweat. Deep down inside she could still feel the pleasure of the sex, and for
some reason as she looked up at Copperfield as he laughed at her whilst she was raped by the dog, she realised that she
really, really loved him.