Its hard to tell this here or anywhere, but I will do it anyway. What i tell might help some other lonely woman like my self find some level of pleasure. My husband and i did not get along after 18 years of a fairly good marriage. I was scared and alone for the first time in my life. I bought a gun when my husband took the one my dad left me. Would wake hearing sounds at night and wonder what it was.
A friend suggested I get a dog, and I did what he said. A pure bread Shepard who drove me nuts messing in the floor. I gave that $900 puppy away.
Then the shelter called and ask if i wanted a yellow lab. Was the dog of a single woman who serves in the military. She was called to active duty and would not be taking the dog with her. House broken and companion dog for her. They told me that the dog slept on the foot of her bed. I jumped at the offer and brought "zip" home. Zip is a good dag but he liked to eat the tampons from the trash. On my period he jumped on me and rode me leg.
When on the toilet he would bury his nose between my legs and lick. That I am ashamed to admit was a nice feeling. I had not had in years.
I would slide forward and place one foot on the edge of the tub, the other on the toilet paper holder. Zip licked me ot orgasm the fist time then tried to mount me. When I pushed him away he got aggressive. I let him finish the humping with his penis not going in me but hitting all around. That satisfied him and we were buddies after.
My brother in law came over and Zip got so aggressive i had to lock him in the bedroom. Woman who visited were fine, but men could not visit and touch me, this was worse when my time of the month was happening. He acted as if he owned me.
I hired a police dog handler to help me calm him down, Zip bit him three times. he suggested that the dog may have been allowed to have sex with the previous owner and she was gone, now he did not want to lose me next.
I bought metal trash cans with lids that lock with velcro and that ended the eating of tampons, but when I leave and come back i see the can is turned over with teeth marks.
I will admit that I have allowed Zip to do things for me, and in turn I have done things that make him happy. I feel dirty saying so, but in my bedroom with the door locked, the curtains pulled, It's between he and I guess.
I feel secure now and know any man who would enter my house would find the teeth of Zip while i get my 38 pistol.

I have no idea if all dogs would be this way. I know Zip is this way. The things his previous owner let him do and the things I have let him do with me might make that protection bond stronger. I just know I do get some pleasure from that, while feeling I am making my dog more willing to protect me and what he feels now is his.