Young Cowboy Part 2
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Everything here is fiction.
This one is light on the dirty but builds on the lore.
Ryan Is a fictional character with a little bit of me in him.
This is a repost from my story over on Xhamster and all work here is my own sick twisted creation.
Please let me know what you thought, people seem to like this story on other sites so I thought you would too.
Superheroine Trophy Wile Lets The Governor, The Democratic Party’s Official Donkey Mascot And Grunt The Dwarf Cuckold Her Husband
Authors Notes
This story contains incestuous non-consensual sodomy and fellatio. As well as male masturbation. If you don’t enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story.
The author does not condone any form of non-consensual sex. This is a fictional story, and should not be acted out in whole or part without the willing consent of all.
©2013 by Salacious Scribe. All Rights Reserved.
In the several days following her own abduction and rape (which she coincidentally ended up enjoying) at the hands of her mother and her mothers boyfriend, Max, Katie had been coming up with a plan to allow the 3 of them to kidnap her bitch of a friend named Stephanie.
Blood of Lamb
Written and Edited by PgFalcon
John Mosby stands up straight, admiring his work. He wipes sweat from his forehead with a shaking hand. He’s never done anything like this before, and if word got out he had tried this he’d be ruined forever, but he needed to try. He was down in the polls by fifteen points. He’s going to lose his seat in the senate. He’s desperate.
He had tried everything; everything but this.
Summoning demons may sound crazy, but the woman John had talked to had sounded anything but. She had given him a book: a beginner’s guide to sorcery. She had assured him that it would solve all his problems in the polls.
The ritual called for a pentagram to be drawn in animals blood, with a black candle placed at each point. John had procured a sheep and slaughtered it on a plastic tarp in the corner. There had been more than enough blood for the circle. Now only one thing remained.
John walks over to stand in the middle of his pentagram. It’s time to do this.
“I summon thee, demon from hell, to request a favor.”
He stands there for several seconds with his hands stretched out high in the air, breathing hard. When nothing happens immediately he pulls the book from his pocket and starts flipping through it. Perhaps he’s doing something wrong? Step one, make the pentagram. Step two, step inside and request the services of hell. Step three, give summoned demon sacrifice in return for favor. It seems idiot proof.
John is reading the steps over and over and scratching his head when the candles around him flicker. He glances up from the tiny book in time to see the flames from the five candles gout into enormous columns of black and purple fire, and red smoke churns up from the floor to his knees.
Ha! It worked!
Out from the floor, through the swirling smoke, what can only be a demon straight from hell rises up to tower above him. John is surprised to find that it’s female.
The demon has black, scaly skin, clawed hands and feet, and a long, slender tail. She has a face like an animal with an enormous fang-filled mouth, large blood-red eyes, and pointed horns atop her head. Her shapely breasts, each the size of John’s head, jut out into the open air. She’s entirely naked, and at eight feet tall not only do her horns graze the ceiling, but her radiant groin is practically right in front of John’s face.
“Couldn’t have made the circle any smaller, could you mortal?” says the demon with a chortle. A long, purple tongue flicks from between her teeth, and her tail lashes out to strike an invisible barrier created by the pentagram, which is trapping them both inside it for the duration of the encounter.
John just stares, entranced. The demon rolls her eyes.
“Alright little man, I don’t have all night. My name is Foe, what favor would you ask of me? Be quick or I’ll kill you.”
John swallows the sudden knot in his throat, and gathers his fortitude. He is almost tempted to instead ask for a night alone with this fearsome beauty, and indeed in the few seconds since she has appeared he has already managed to sport a massive boner. But that’s not what he’s here for. He can get a good fuck anytime, right now he needs to win this election.
“Um, well. My name is John, and I’d like to win my next election.”
“Ooo, a senator I see? You’d be surprised how many calls I get from senators… This is no small thing you ask mortal, what can you offer me as payment?”
John makes a small gesture towards the dead lamb in the corner of the room.
Foe lets out a booming laugh, startling John and scaring him.
“I’ve already taken that animal’s soul in payment for answering your call. Is there anything else you can offer?”
“Um… I got some cash on me,” says John, shakily opening up his wallet to reveal several hundred dollar bills. Foe’s eyes narrow unpleasantly, causing Johns heart to skip a beat.
“I’ve also got a MasterCard… it has a couple thousand on it.”
John holds out the piece of plastic. Foe does not appear to be amused.
“Why do I always get the idiots?” she asks to herself, holding her head with one giant clawed talon. “Perhaps you would like to use your soul as payment?”
“What?! No! Don’t I need that?”
“I wouldn’t think so, but if not your soul then what can you offer me? I will not go back to Hades empty handed. A human heart fetches a low price down in Hell, but it is better than nothing.”
“I don’t know,” sweats John, “Is there something besides my soul that you can take?”
Foe seems to think a moment, then shrugs.
“I suppose I could take your sex and your seed. Not every demon will accept that as payment, so consider yourself lucky I’m offering at all.”
Sex? To John that sounds like a win-win! Sex with a demon, man, the guys at work would never believe it! John hasn’t been able to take his eyes off this beauty from the underworld since she arrived, and indeed hasn’t been able to think clearly either. He salivates at the thought of fucking her.
“Deal!” shouts John eagerly, hardly giving it much thought. It seems an obvious decision to him.
A grin quirks the corners of Foe’s mouth, and for the first time since John met her she seems to be truly malicious. That grin alone makes John think twice for a moment, but Foe has already grasped his small hand in her enormous talon. Her claws are like steel, but her skin is supple, soft, and very warm. He finds he likes the feel of her, and smiles.
“Good!” she says, smiling evilly back.
With astonishing speed she grabs John’s genitals with her left hand, while still shaking hands with the other. For one moment John is in bliss, anticipating the most wonderful sex of his life. Her claws seem to caress his raging boner even through his expensive business suit. His balls ache in her grasp. Her forked tongue dashes out of her mouth and she licks her lips, as if savoring the moment.
Then she rips her hand away, and with it takes not only shredded pieces of what once was a thousand dollar pair of pants, but also John’s man-bits.
All John feels, as he stands there with his eyes half glazed over in sexual bliss brought simply by this demon’s touch, is a tearing sound followed by a very odd “popping” sensation.
He opens his eyes to see Foe holding a very realistic pair of hairy balls topped with a good-sized boner, as well as shreds of cloth. He giggles, then glances down at his groin.
His dick is gone. His balls are gone. There is nothing between his legs but smooth skin. Nothing.
It takes John several seconds before he can even understand what may have just happened, much less talk.
“What the fuck!?” he shouts shrilly, staring at the ragged hole in the groin of his pants. He slaps at his pelvis, spreads his legs, runs his hand up and down between his ass and his belly. There is absolutely nothing there but flat skin. He hits himself where his balls should be and feels nothing. Probes as hard as he can with his fingers, searching for something, anything at all.
He looks back up at the demon. Those things in her hand aren’t fake. Those are his.
“Hey! What’s the big idea? Those are mine!” he exclaims
“Not anymore they’re not,” she says with a grin, the penis and balls disappear in a bright gout of flame. “The deal was for your sex and your seed. Tomorrow you will find yourself ahead in the polls, and come Election Day you will win by a landslide.”
“You tricked me! I thought you wanted to have sex!”
“No, I specifically said I wanted your sex. I thought I was as plain as day. Did you actually think that sex with a demoness would be sufficient payment for such a request as yours? No, favors require payment of more meaningful things, and in the absence of meaning I earn bonuses on any suffering I can cause humanity.”
“You can’t just leave me like this!” shouts John desperately, his hands showcasing his empty groin.
“I didn’t intend to,” says the demon cruelly.
Foe gestures towards the dead lamb in the corner of the room, and it levitates off the floor and enters the pentagram with a shimmer. She then spins the poor animal around, exposing its rear, and rips its genitals out of its body with a sucking-pop, leaving nothing but flat, unscarred skin behind where once was a sheep’s pussy. She then proceeds to stand there with a sheep’s vulva, vagina, uterus, eggs, and other various fleshy-bits in her hand and waits for realization to hit John. It doesn’t take him long.
“Wait. Wait! You are not going to do what I think you’re going to do are you? I’d rather die!”
“Oh, don’t say that. I’m sure they’ll grow on you.”
“I said no! I’m fine like this!”
John backs up until he hits the invisible wall of the pentagram. Foe takes a step towards him.
“Nonsense,” she giggles. “How would you use the restroom?”
“Hey! You’ve got what you want, now just leave me alone!”
“How about no?”
And with that Foe thrusts the lambs reproductive organs and genitals up into John, and the flesh slides into place as if it had always been there.
“AHHHHHHhhh!” screams John at top of his lungs, trying to escape through the barrier of the pentagram as the animals organs slip up inside of him. The still-warm tissue slaps back and forth as it is drawn into John’s body like a wet spaghetti noodle. Then, with a slapping smack, it’s over. Foe steps back to admire her work.
“Not bad,” says Foe with an evil cackle. “The look suits you.”
“No,” says John as he looks down at himself, shaking his head in horror. “This can’t be happening.”
“Oh, don’t be like that… it’s your own fault for not bringing proper payment.”
“What! What? Wha… I don’t even…”
John grabs up fist-fulls of his own hair as his eyes bulge. He’s hyperventilating. Foe rolls her eyes.
“Oh don’t be such a baby, I could have done much worse you know.”
“You! You did… holy fuck, fix it! I don’t want it! Give me my dick back!!! I don’t care if I win the election anymore!!!!”
“All deals are non-refundable mortal.”
“Bullshit! I demand you put be back to the way I was!”
“I don’t much like your tone…” says Foe dangerously. Her eyes have narrowed.
“You don’t like my tone? Well, I don’t like having a sheep’s urk!”
Foe reaches over and grabs John up by the neck. Choking, he struggles uselessly to escape her grasp while she looks him in the eyes, and in her eyes he sees a glimpse of hell. He’s suddenly frightened for not only his life, but for his soul. He can’t die. Not now. Something tells him he won’t be going to heaven in his current standing.
Foe holds him in her gaze, letting the man have a peek at his potential future, then with a scoff bends her neck to examine her transplantation with a tad more scrutiny than the weight of the flesh in her claws.
“Mmm…” she says as she sniffs, and licks her nose with mild surprise. How odd. The man chose a virgin sheep, and judging by the size of its vulva it has a slightly undersized pussy as well. He must be extraordinarily tight, and for a moment Foe considers her options.
Right now this man owes her in the form of suffering, and this man will undoubtedly pay in full over time, but there are things she can do right now that will help grease that wheel. Things that will be mutually enjoyable… sort of. If she plays this right, she might even be able to get more out of this meat bag.
And with that Foe finds herself in a good mood despite how the evening has gone so far, and glances back up to realize that John is turning purple. Opps.
John falls to the floor in a heap, gasping and coughing as he tries to suck in precious air. Red spots dance before his eyes. Foe waits for him to recover.
“Have you any more to say regarding our deal?” asks Foe politely, cleaning a claw as she waits.
John is on his hands and knees, panting to regain his breath, but he looks up with determination. A very good sign, stubbornness will only prolong his suffering even further.
He stands up, staring daggers at Foe the entire time, but doesn’t say a word.
“Wonderful. Daylight is almost upon us, and our business is concluded, so excuse me if I use this time to relax.”
And with that she stretches, in full view of John, who is still staring daggers at her, but now watching her move.
Foe presses her claws against the ceiling, causing it to crack and groan as she flexes her body and moans as she stretches her muscles. Her breasts jut out into the air as she arches her back. Her vulva is framed by her powerful thighs and is swollen with blood. Her tail twines down her leg to her ankle, rubbing against her labia along the way and drawing it back for a flash of pink, leaving a wet streak along her tail where her scales glisten in the candlelight. Her tongue slides out of her maw as she moans in delight. It’s nearly two feet long, and slides in between her breasts.
John hardly realizes what is going on, and isn’t sure what to make of it, but he likes it. He even forgets momentarily what she did to him, seeing only the beautiful curves of her body. Corded muscles flex under scaly skin. Tendons stretch like taffy. Her mound is dribbling down her tail and leg. Her breasts are pulled taught, then rebound slightly as the tension in her skin slackens while she bends over, twisting around and giving John a wonderful view of her sex.
John feels exceedingly odd, but ignores it. This is hot. Fucking hell, she’s putting on a show! John decides then and there that never will he ever lay eyes on a more beautiful form, and groans with her as she sliders her hands down her legs to her ankles, spreading her legs and raising her tail into the air. Fucking hell he’d like to pound that ass. Fuck those tits. He do things to her that no one ever even heard of before-
Wait. John is feeling extremely strange. He’s growing flushed with heat and feels… funny. Funny in an almost intangible way. Confused, but unable to place it, he continues watching, but now he is slightly distracted by this funny feeling inside of him as he tries to figure out what it might be. Foe watches him from the corner of her eye, and smiles.
John can hardly stand still, the feeling has intensified so much. He’s even breathing heavy now. Something is almost dawning on him when a chance passing breeze causes him to realize something between his legs is a little wet. He glances down and shouts in alarm.
The sheep’s pussy, now technically his pussy, doesn’t look the same as it did just a few minutes ago. It’s turned dark pink, it’s swollen up, and it has grown slick on the inside, said substance that has caused a greasing of his lower track has left his swelling and parting lips moist. A bead of the strange secretion is squeezed from his pussy by a sudden muscle contraction, and it rolls down poor John’s axe wound like condensation on a glass of water.
“Oh fuck no,” whispers John.
“Oh fuck yes,” giggles Foe to herself.
“You!” he says without fully understanding pointing his finger at Foe who is now massaging her breasts and grinning wickedly. “And I’m… but you’re… No!” John stamps his foot.
“Is something upsetting you?” asks Foe innocently.
“Of course not, don’t be silly,” shouts John sarcastically, already forgetting his earlier incident. “Why would I be upset?! I’ve only got a fucking sheep cooter and it’s… not to mention that you’re making me feel…. Fucking hell!”
“Ah, feeling amorous I see. That is upsetting,” says Foe with her own brand of sarcasm, tut-tutting.
“It is if you’re a bloke and all you’ve got is… Fucking hell!! Make it stop!”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that for you, unless you’re asking me to lobotomize you… That isn’t what you’re asking, is it?”
“No!” shouts John.
“I thought not. Might I suggest ignoring it then? Maybe it’ll go away.”
“Not with you standing there it ain’t,” John mumbles, growing red in the face.
“Mmmm, perhaps there is one way to make your poor, poor pussy feel better,” cooes Foe, sauntering closer. “Make those urges go away… at least for a little bit.”
John is left speechless, as Foe towers above him, dangerously close.
“I was once human, you know,” she says. “and while that is long gone, a woman I remain, even if it seems odd to you.”
Foe rubs her hand against her vulva, then spreads her labia apart to display the pink flesh inside. She’s inches from his face.
“See? I could even become pregnant should I allow it. You can too, for that matter. Would you like that?”
John shakes his head no, blood draining from his face. His twat screams for attention, but he ignores it.
“Well, no danger of that from me…” she says wickedly.
“No!” says John, but even as he says it another bead of honey-colored fluid has squeezed out from between his pussy lips, and an odd tremor passes through his body. The room has become suddenly hot to him, and he’s begun sweating, his face growing flushed and his breathing is as rapid as a rabbits. Still he refuses to accept what is happening to him. All these things he felt ever since he first saw Foe, although now he is trying his best to fight it. Sadly, these things only grow more persistent the more you resist.
John’s groin floods with heat even as he tries desperately not to think about the demoness’s body. He even turns around, but the thoughts unavoidable. He squats down and uses his hands to cover his shame even as another tremor runs through his body, sending goose pimples along his spine and raising the hair on the back of his neck.
And it only gets worse. Muscles deep in his gut start to come to life, and his vaginal wall starts to flex.
“Oh dear god make it stop!” shouts John. “Why won’t you leave already!?”
“My good man, you and I have this little circle all to ourselves until the sun comes up. You’re in for a long night,” and with that Foe lets loose an evil cackle. She does enjoy her work, and the night has just begun. She fully intends to have many long hours of fun with the poor senator.
A gentle throb develops in John’s loins as he sits there. His pussy is starting to dribble golden fluid onto the ground. Holy shit John thinks as sensations unlike anything he has ever known begin to emanate from the sheep’s genitals. It quickly develops into a powerful and deep ache in his loins that is not about to go away any time soon. It’s like the world’s worst itch, and he doesn’t dare scratch it.
“FUCK IT! I’ll trade you my soul for my penis and balls back!!”
“Oh dear, so soon? I would have thought you would have lasted longer than that… but if that’s really what you want.”
With another gout of fire John’s genitals reappear in Foe’s hands, and she tosses them at him. He fumbles to catch them, relief written all over his face, but he immediately runs into a problem.
“Hey! Take this stupid sheep pussy out of me and put my junk back where it belongs!”
“Now, that wasn’t part of the deal was it?” says Foe mockingly.
“Part of the DEAL?!? I’ll show you Part of the DEAL!!!”
And with that, John totally loses it. He has a full-blown sheep pussy practically running down his legs and is holding his disembodied cock and balls in his hand. His solution to this problem is to take his other hand and throws as hard a punch as he is able at the source of all these problems. Foe simply catches his tiny fist in her claw and raises him into the air.
“Oh my, you are agitated aren’t you?” she says, raising him up to the ceiling, while ducking her head down low. “Here, let me help you!”
“Let me DOWWWWWW!!” John’s shouts of fury turn into a howl of shock as Foe runs the entire length of her tongue up John’s slit.
“Fucking Stop!” shouts John weakly, having temporarily lost his ability to breathe, but she just does it again, this time flicking the tip of her tongue over a tiny nub of flesh at the top of his slit and causing him to squeak like a rubber mouse.
“I said stop!” he says, his voice shrill.
And again she slides her tongue between his nether lips.
“Please,” John begs, trembling in her grasp. Tears run down his face as he goes limp. His entire body is shaking violently.
And then Foe delves her pencil-thin tongue all the way up into John’s inhumanly tight puss-hole, and John howls like an opera singer. In a matter of seconds he’s gushing honey, his body bending and twisting in orgasm, and Foe’s tongue is dashing in and out scooping it all up. John screams anew each time her tongue penetrates him, the sensation of being fucked by Foe’s incredibly long, thin, willowy tongue, slick with saliva and with two tickling points on the end, is almost too much for him to bear. Foe doesn’t stop until John’s pussy stops quaking and only then does she release him, having cleaned him out thoroughly.
John is beyond words. Physically he suddenly feels wonderful. Mentally he is traumatized. More than that, Foe doesn’t appear to be at all done with him.
“Prepare yourself, little man,” she says with glee. He had fallen on his ass, catching himself as he fell backwards with his hands, and now Foe spreads his legs with ease. Her tail curves up and between her own legs in imitation of a phallus.
“No. Please no,” pants John, not even having had time to catch his breath. He didn’t want that tongue lashing, and he most definitely doesn’t want to be tail-fucked. He tosses his balls and penis while twisting to the side in an attempt to break Foe’s grip on his ankles. All he succeeds in doing is flipping onto his belly.
“No no No NO NOOOOOARRRRGHHHHHH!!!” John shouts as Foe positions herself, and then lunges into John’s “sheep-hood”.
Foe is almost immediately halted, and presses harder against John, making him scream louder.
“My, you are tight aren’t you?” she says with a grunt, forcing more tail up inside John. “I can fix that!”
“AHHHHHHHHHH!” screams John with all his might as his tiny pussy is stretched wide over the girth of Foe’s scaly tail. He fight’s his hardest to escape her, kicking and punching to no effect.
“Now now, none of that,” she says with a chuckle, pressing even harder into John, making him scream anew. She hasn’t damaged him, at least not yet, but the pain of a virgin pussy being stretched so wide so quickly, especially for someone with no experience with a vagina at all, must be fairly excruciating. John’s face is slick with tears as he continues to scream and cry at the same time, his head twisted around to face his tormenter. Foe matches his gaze with eyes completely devoid of pity.
“Oh don’t look at me like that, you’re the one who chose that poor lamb instead of a Billy goat or ram. And such a young lamb too; have you no sense at all?”
Foe forces her tail further into the depths of John’s body, and he chokes on his own screams. She’s nearly six inches deep now, and her tail only grows thicker the more she stuffs into him. Foe wiggles her tail a bit, her cruel eyes casually observing the horror in John’s.
“Please stop,” he begs, whimpering. “No more…. I can’t… I’m not…”
“Oh,” says Foe with a hiss, “Is the poor little senator uncomfortable?”
She forces another half inch of her tail inside him.
“Yes!” he screams with a sob. It hurts terribly, but pain he could deal with. It’s the terrible nature of what is being done to him that he cannot stand, and more than that… despite the pain a small part of him is enjoying what Foe is doing to him. It’s enough to make him want to kill himself.
“Perhaps you’ll be more comfortable standing?” asks Foe, releasing John only to force him to his feet by the tip of her powerfully muscled tail. John screams shrilly as he slides a full inch more down the demon’s slippery appendage, the slick fluids running from his sex betraying him horribly, before he is able to stand up on his own. Foe makes him stand on his toes, speared on her tail and groaning in revulsion as the intrusion continues to slide into him ever so slowly as constant pressure is maintained and his pussy slowly stretches wider.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…” he chants to himself in an attempt to distract his mind from what is happening to his body. Foe examines him closely.
“My my…. I think he likes it!” she exclaims suddenly.
“I do NOT!” shouts John at the top of his lungs. His face is beet-red and his chest is heaving. His body is covered in sweat despite the cool air of the basement.
But his face does not lie. He isn’t enjoying this. It’s becoming physically pleasant, and perhaps that is what Foe was referring to, but that in itself is an especially cruel torture to John’s very male ego. He’s not the type to allow himself to be dominated in any way, and to be raped like this is striping him of that ego. The only weapon he as to combat this is to become furiously angry at Foe.
“I’m going to KILL YOU!” he screams, unable to move from where he is. He tries to get a grip on Foes tail and pull it out of him, or push himself up off it, but it’s so damned slippery it just slides in his hands.
“Naughty naughty senator,” Foe says, tut-tutting again, and nearly forces John completely off the ground. “You would do well to just relax and let me service you…” she adds in an almost bored way, but her eyes are that of a cat toying with a mouse.
“I’ll make you pay for this!!” sobs John, trying to stop himself from sliding even further down the iron post that is Foe’s tail. He’s not very successful.
“Ohhh, I’m so Frightened,” says Foe with a growl that shakes the foundations of the building. John’s heart quails, and the light from the candles roaring fire seems to gutter as shadows chase around Foe and she leans in close to the unfortunate senator.
John has never been so scared in all of his life as Foe lifts him high into the air. He cries out in pain as he slides another inch or so down on Foe’s impaling tail, the tip of which feels as though it’s reached the very depths of his belly and is in fact just touching the entrance to his new womb. He begs her pathetically to put him back down.
“No, my dear senator, I don’t think so.”
And with that Foe pins John up against the wall of flames with her massive clawed hand and proceeds to wildly fuck John using her tail.
“AH-Ah-AH!” cries John with every thrust. He can’t even begin to stop himself. The sensations that he’s being forced to endure are beyond anything he’s ever felt. He reflexively shouts out with each successive penetration, his pussy all aquiver, his soft, yielding flesh being violated by corded muscles and leathery scales. It’s more than he could possibly take, and in minutes he’s orgasming again and screeching in agony, bodily fluids gushing from his pussy and dripping onto the floor. Foe doesn’t even pause.
“No-no-No-NO!” he shouts. Only seconds after he’s finished climaxing he feels an even bigger one rush up behind it, and immediately resumes his screeching. Again, Foe keeps right on fucking him as if nothing had happened.
John is brought to three consecutive orgasms in under a minute In this fashion. It is in fact enough to cause him to black out.
At first Foe assumes it to be a ruse, but quickly realizes that she might have pushed him a tad too far. It’s just as well though, the sun is rising. A pity she couldn’t have more time with the stupid man, but she knows he’ll be back for more. He’ll be wanting her to “turn him back to normal”, just like all the others. And in the end, she bought his soul. When he dies he’ll be spending eternity as her slave, and she can have all the fun she wants with him them… without the constricting rules of the summoning circle.
And with that she disappears in a red mist as the sun rises to the east, and the candles burn themselves out.
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She had these steel blue eyes that were fixed on mine. I put my hands up to show her I wasn’t resisting. She towered over me with her reddish blond hair and turquoise short dress on. She grabbed my hair and held it tight. She pulled my head to her pussy. She parted her legs far apart. She lifted up her dress and was I nose to pussy with a reddish haired bush. No panties on. She whispered: (“…lick..”)
Well that was progress to maybe getting her to put that gun away. I was more than happy to lick her pussy, all she wanted. I slowly took my hands and put them on the sides of her legs. She had very sexy smooth legs. I ran them up and carefully felt her wonderful firm butt cheeks. She jerked my hair and held my mouth tight against her pussy.
I began to lick as she ordered. I felt the cold steel of that gun against my head. She was holding my head and moving it where she wanted it. She moved forward some and my tongue went deep inside her pussy. She rotated her hips as I licked her. I heard tiny moans from her as I licked up to her wet clit.
Well so far, so good. I figured if I pleased her she might forget about shooting me. She started moaning a little louder and slow face fucking me. She had a very sexy hot moan. I thought….that’s it girl, enjoy me and forget all about shooting me. She move forward more. I was sitting in my computer chair and now her leg were over the arms of the chair. She was grinding her pussy on my tongue and moaning.
Ok girl, enjoy yourself, and surely you wouldn’t want to shoot a guy giving you good pleasure.
Just when I thought I had the situation de-fused, she stopped. She stood up and grabbed my hair and stood me up. That gun was still pointed at my gut. I thought about grabbing it, but I thought I better wait for a better opportunity.
She whispered: (“…take your pants off.”) in my ear. Ok girl, no problem except for getting them over my erection. She pulled me hard to her. She put that gun right at my temple. She started licking my wet mouth from licking her pussy. Oh no, she some kind of sex weirdo and she likes the taste of her own pussy. She started tongue kissing me and then licking my mouth more. That gun never left my temple.
Ok, I was enjoying this, except for the gun. She then lifted my shirt up and licked my chest. Now she held the gun on my…(gulp)…erection. She slowly got on her knees. She held my cock and felt it.
Easy with that trigger I thought. She started licking my cock slowly and then… in it went, in her mouth. She started jacking me and sucking. Oh she was good at it and even though I was tense, I enjoyed the sucking. She stopped.
She pulled me down so we were both on our knees and whispered again: (“…unbutton my top.”) I did as I was told with that gun pointed at my balls. She had no bra on and she pulled my head down to her nice big tits. I began to suck on them, assuming that was what she wanted. She slowly leaned herself back onto the rug as I continued to suck her tits. I still felt that cold steel gun on my genitals. She took my hair and pulled my head up to her face. She whispered: (“…make me climax, or it will be the last thing you’ll ever do.”)
I was being raped by a girl. My buddies would never know, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them. It was embarrassing but also very tensely exciting,…’if‘ …I lived through it. All I could think about now was to make her climax.
I slowly reached down and started putting fingers in her wet pussy. I thought…what a good time to grab that gun….but that cold steel pushed against my cock changed my mind. I went for her G spot and began to massage it. I gently rubbed her clit with my other hand.
She seemed to like that and her moans told me is was working. I slowly moved up and replaced my fingers with my cock. She moved the gun and wrapped her legs around mine as I pushed my cock in her. Now the gun was resting on my back as she squirmed and moaned. She moaned out: “…Fuck me good, you bastard. Good and hard.”
Ok girl, your wish is on the way. That gun on my back was plenty of inspiration to fuck her as best as I could. I attack her with tongue kissing her and feeling her tits. “that’s better!” she moaned. “…fuck me faster..”….”…fuck me deeper …do it!” she demanded.
We were now fucking like rabbits in heat. She held that gun on my butt cheek as she pulled me deep in her pussy. Easy girl….easy, I didn’t want to die just yet. I wanted to fuck her and good. She was a wild fuck and I want to cum in her good before I died. “Oh fuck Yes!”, she cried out. It was climax time for her and I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. She squeezed me tight and let out a beautiful moan and just shook. I let go with all the cum I had and kept pumping it in her. She bit my neck and held on tight as we fucked and fucked some more.
I didn’t feel the gun anymore. I wanted to know where it was. As we squirmed and kept fucking I heard it hit the floor. It didn’t go off…(sigh)..
———
__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked.
My front door flew open.
In walks this hot looking guy, holding a gun. I reached for my cell phone. He said: “Put that fucking thing down!” I did.
I don’t know how he found me, but it was the guy I raped a week ago. He look like he was not in a good mood. I just had the best fuck of my life with him and he sure didn’t look grateful. I figured wrong. I thought he would like it and enjoy the fucking just as much as I did. I had left him laying asleep with a beautiful content smile on both our faces.
Well…I’m either going to jail or get beat up or something…but it was sure going to be worth it after that day. He knew how to fuck a girl like she likes it. I still get wet just thinking about it. His tongue is the sexiest thing I’ve ever had in my mouth and pussy. I can still taste my own pussy juice on his face. I’ve always want to do that to the right guy. He actually enjoyed it with me. Damn he’s hot.
He walked over to me and I now put my hands up for him. I looked and it was my gun he was holding. I had forgot and left it at his apartment. I was so ecstatic I walked home in a daze that day. He came closer to me. He said: “Here’s your ’fake’ gun back, girl.” and handed it to me. It was a fake, I could never shoot a guy like him….ever.
I had watched him and the girl across from my bedroom window. There was a slot view right into her front picture window. I would watch him and her stand in front of it and he would undress her. He would get on his knees and lick her pussy right in the window.
She leaned her head back and held his head enjoying it so much. I would get so wet watching them I would have to rub my own pussy. Day after day of this was pure torture. I now waited and fingered my wet pussy as I watched her suck on him. He would lean her up against the wall and suck her tits, lick her pussy and then take her to the floor and they would fuck and fuck.
I felt hate for them doing that in front of that window, while I had no boyfriend right now. The ’bastard’ I called him to myself. I wanted to steal him away from her and show him how I would fuck him better that her. I had the better body and bigger tits. I could think of no way to hook up with him….so…I began to think of a way to force him to have sex with me. It was just a hot fantasy at first…then….each time I fingered myself , it became a ’have to’ and it was exciting to think about. I planned it all out a million ways.
I remembered I had a fake gun someone gave me. I went and got it and felt it’s cold feel against my skin. I pictured it against his and him doing anything I wanted him to do.
I had to do it. I watched his apartment and knew he was home. I tried the door….unlocked….I burst in and it began. He looked so hot this close up. I looked at his sexy eyes and my heart was racing. I calmed my self down and walked slowly towards him with my fake gun pointed right at him. The power I felt as he tried to talk me down. I didn’t hear him, he had something I wanted and I was going to get it and right now.
I had never been so sexually excited in my whole life. I could feel my wetness even running down my upper leg. I had on my short dress with no panties on and no bra. I knew that would get his attention. I have big full tits and I watched his eyes check them out, over and over.
Now I wanted ’my’ pussy licked. It was my turn to have him make ’me’ all hot and turned on. It was ’my’ turn to have hot sex.
—–
He leaned his grim face to mine. I felt like peeing my panties. What was he going to do? I was melting looking at his handsome face. He put his hands on my shoulders and lifted me up and out of my computer chair. He walked me backwards to my front door. I was still holding my returned fake gun. He went over and sat in my chair. He looked and me, and now…he began to smile. He said:
“Now,…… let’s do that again.”
It was the second most beautiful night of my life.
——-
Three days later I hear a knock at my door. I look out the peep hole and it’s him. I open up as I get tingles all over. He rushes in. He’s holding a red tipped toy gun. He kisses me so hot I got dizzy and almost orgasmed right there. He orders me to go sit down. He slowly walks up to me and unzips his pants.
He takes out his hard cock. He leans over and gently kisses the side of my face. A thousand chills run thru my body. He puts the toy gun to my head and softly whispers in my ear:
“…suck…”
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Part 5
After all the men had dumped their seed during my first ever gang bang, they took a break and went to the living room to watch more porn and drink some more. I fell into a fitful sleep on the bed while the strangers’ cum oozed out of my holes. I’m not sure how long they were gone for, but after awhile a few of them came back into the room, rousing me from my light sleep. I felt starved and thirsty; immediately the pain in my restrained arms came back. The masked men stared down at me as I awakened, fear coming right back to me. I recognized my dad by voice as the men talked amongst themselves.
“Jack, do we have to keep her tied up? And what about her mouth, I want her mouth, too…” said the guy with the red mask on.
“Hmm, well Eddie, I guess there are enough of us here to keep her in the room if we unbound her. I don’t think she could escape us. As far as cock sucking, she may try to bite your dick off. Unless you have a gun you’re hiding up in your naked gut somewhere?” My eyes widened as I heard my dad say that. He was horrible! Even Eddie’s eyebrows raised at that. My dad left the room, and to my horror, came back with a handgun. I froze in fear.
“Now Jack…” said Eddie.
“It’s fine, Eddie,” said Dad. “Angel, if I untie your arms and mouth, are you going to cooperate?” Dad asked. I nodded, eager to be free from my restraints. Dad walked over and began releasing my arms from the bed. He pointed the gun at my head. “Now. I don’t want you saying a single word. Do you understand? Not one. I have this gun here. You don’t see a bullet, right? ‘Cause the bullet is in the gun. Okay?” my father said to me. I began crying hard but staying very quiet as I nodded. A few more men walked into the room.
“This is gonna be great,” said Dad, still aiming the gun at me as I rubbed my sore wrists and struggled to my feet only to be pushed down on my knees on the carpet. “First, some cock sucking lessons. Angel, get on your knees in front of Eddie. Look up at him. See his cock? You’re gonna put that inside your mouth. Do it, now. Start with the tip.”
I gingerly moved in front of Eddie, my teary eyes looking up at his, which were on my jiggling tits with lust. My hands were shaking, wrists and arms so sore as I raised them to his sweaty cock and balls. The balls were soft in my hands, and fuzzy. He sighed a little at my touch. Dad backed up a little as I raised the cockhead to my lips and tasted the nasty stranger’s prick. I shrieked when I felt the cold metal of the gun on my wet pussy lips. I turned around to see Dad putting the barrel of the gun in my cunt. Eddie grabbed my hair roughly, forcing my attention on his cock. My mouth was so dry, the only lubrication was my tears.
Eddie’s prick was salty in my mouth, not a bad taste, but not a good one either. I inserted another inch, holding the base of it, stroking him and sucking him like I’d seen in so many pornos. Soon I was swallowing his cock down to the base while cupping his balls. He began moaning and fucking my face, forcing his prick into my throat. Several other masked men stepped up around him, their own hard dicks out in my face for sucking. My dad kept the gun in my pussy as Tom grabbed me off of Eddie’s dick and forced me on my knees in front of his own. I was breathless, terrified, feeling chills through my entire body.
Through my tears, I looked up at Tom while I choked his cock down. He looked away while he began building up a pace within my mouth. I was then pulled away from his dick, and another cock was forced in my face, I don’t know whose. My hair was disheveled and completely in my eyes. I sucked blindly and grabbed balls and stroked cocks while Dad kept the cold gun barrel inside my wet pussyhole.
I was choking on Jim’s cock when he said, “Damn, somebody get this bitch a glass of water. I can feel how thirsty she is, her mouth is so dry on my cock!” Somebody left the room and got a glass of tap water for me, which I chugged down immediately. Jim forced his cock back in my mouth after I drank the water. It went in easier now, and wasn’t quite so difficult with some lubrication.
Pretty soon Jim was being pushed away and another cock was stuffed in my mouth. I felt my dad remove his gun from my poor pussy and replace it instead with his cock. He began fucking me from behind while I was on my sore hands and knees sucking various pricks. The men were groaning with my oral and manual attention.
Dad began fucking me with a rapid pace, his balls swinging against my asscheeks while he thrust into his daughter’s cunt again and again. His hands hard on my hips. He started slapping my asscheeks, alternating between the two, as he fucked me fast and hard. I felt sore, and so tired, so hungry… Very soon I was thirsty again, sucking the cocks of all of these men simultaneously was tough work and totally non-consensual.
Pretty soon I felt Dad shoot his load into my womb again, his meat pulsating deep within me. He stayed still for a few moments and then pulled out, his prick quickly replaced with someone else’s, I couldn’t tell whose it was since they were behind me. The new fucker pounded me hard and fast as well– I knew they had all taken some of Dad’s “little blue sex pills.” I choked on the cock in front of me, it being forced down into my gullet. Looking up through my messy hair I saw it was the purple masked man, Joel, I think. He was staring down at me, burying his prick in my throat, his balls against my chin.
Joel was shoved out of the way by Bob, who rammed his hard prick into my mouth and fucked my face hard while tugging on my hair. His balls slapped against my face with the force of his thrusting into my throat. I gagged and sputtered, feeling dizzy. The pounding in my pussy from behind continued. I could feel the cock inside me erupt, and quickly it was pulled out and another replacing it in seconds. I felt cum dribbling out of my pussy.
While Bob’s cock was in my mouth, another guy tried forcing his prick in there too– I looked up, it was Tom, with his long prick pointed upwards at my face. Bob withdrew his cock from my throat a little so Tom could get his meat in my mouth along with Bob’s. There were two pricks in my mouth, another fucking my pussy. Soon the pussyfucker shot his load and Bob stepped away from my mouth and went up behind me.
Tom continued fucking my face hard while I felt Bob rub his cock all up and down my slit. I was out of breath and completely parched. Bob was pounding into me forcefully, his rod as hard as steel. The men were roughly jamming their cocks into my mouth and pulling on my hair. Bob started spanking me while he fucked me from behind. My small tits bounced against my chest with his thrusts.
Several minutes later, Bob was still fucking me and I could take no more cocks in my sore, dry mouth. My upper body collapsed against the floor, my face flat in the dirty carpet, and I passed out as I felt Bob pull his cock from my pussy and jam it into my ass.
When I came to, I was on my back on top of someone, surrounded by the crowd of masked men in Dad’s bedroom. I became aware of a hard dick up in my asshole as I was forced up and down on it, my pussy bulging open and oozing sperm. Jim was standing in front of me, holding his cock in his hand. He was about to fuck me while someone else was in my ass! I was about to be double penetrated!
“No…” I said, my voice scratchy and a whisper. Jim paid no attention as he aimed his prick at my pussy. The hard meat parted my wet slit and slid in a few inches. I gasped, he was so thick and long! Meanwhile whoever was fucking my ass slowed down so Jim could get himself inside me. Tears began welling up in my eyes again with the brutal assault. My ass felt split, full of man meat, and now Jim was stuffing his uncut prick in my poor teen pussy!
Jim was inside me about halfway, both men groaning as they pushed themselves in me. My stuffed asshole made my pussy feel even tighter around Jim’s large cock, and Jim stuffing my pussy made my ass feel tighter around the cock lodged up in my bowels. I moaned with the pain of being double stuffed. Jim bent down and began kissing my neck, then to my horror, kissing me on my lips. I tried tossing my head around to prevent him from kissing my face, but he held my head in his hands so he could forcefully kiss me.
The man underneath me groaned while fucking my ass. He and Jim began alternately fucking in and out of my used holes. I could feel previous sperm deposits oozing down my legs. Everyone else in the room were jacking their hard cocks to the sight of me getting double penetrated on the floor. Double raped. There was my dad, staring evilly at me from the corner, his hard meat in his hand as he rapidly wanked it. The asshole winked at me as he saw me glaring at him.
Jim began pounding my pussy hard, groaning on top of me, sweat glistening on his hard body. I could only see half of his face since he had the black mask on. He closed his eyes in obvious ecstasy as he fucked me hard, enjoying the feeling of his cock buried in my pussy while another prick was stuck secure in my ass. I closed my eyes too, wishing the assault would soon end.
Suddenly Jim went still inside my womb. He was unloading another dose of cum up inside me! I groaned with the feeling of my insides being so stuffed. Jim’s cum oozed out of me as he withdrew his cock. The man in my ass fucked me hard for a few minutes while the other guys debated which one would step up to fuck my cunt next.
I closed my eyes as someone else stood over top of me and straddled my body, cock hard and ready for my unprotected hole. My breath caught in my throat as my pussy was immediately filled up with one hard thrust. I could tell from the cock that it was Tom; his cock pointed upwards and I could feel it stimulating me in areas where the other men’s cocks didn’t reach. A moan involuntarily escaped my lips as Tom fucked me hard, his balls swinging wildly as he grunted with the efforts.
“Fuck, you are an amazing cunt, little girl…” Tom said through clenched teeth. He was fucking me deep, his pubic mound grinding hard against mine. I cried out as he began squeezing my tits hard and then tonguing them and sucking my nipples. “Ugh, God, I love fucking you while Joel is buried up in your ass, it makes your sweet pussy even tighter!” he laughed.
The men groaned as they fell into a smooth rhythm fucking my holes. Soon both of them were grunting as they unloaded their cum in my asshole and pussy almost simultaneously. Tom quickly pulled his dripping cock from my cunt and Eddie was pulling me over to him as he lay on his back on the floor. He forced me to sit on top of his prick, and bounced me up and down on his cock for a few minutes. My face was smashed into his chest as he held me down tightly to him.
I felt someone step up behind me and press a cock to my ass again. Eddie held me hard against him as I squirmed with the force of my ass being split open once more. My ass was slapped while my asshole was being filled up. I cried as I lifted my head slightly, the eyes of all the men in the room on me lustfully while they observed my torment and couldn’t wait to get back inside me. My father, the instigator, one of them. Jacking his hard prick at the sight of his daughter’s forced gang fuck.
Eddie’s cock went further up in my womb as my ass was stuffed with meat. The cock in my rectum was soon buried fully, balls pressing against my ass. Whoever was fucking my ass began pounding me hard — Eddie couldn’t even fuck me, he had to stay still in my cunt while the assfucker pounded away at me from behind. Eddie just closed his eyes with the bliss of being in my teen cunt.
The guy in my ass pounded hard and fast for a few more minutes before I felt his cock pulse in my bowels and spurts of cum began shooting into my bowels once more. My insides were coated with cum. There was groaning as the cock spermed inside me. Eddie remained still underneath me while the man in my ass finished dumping his load, then pulled out of me abruptly. I moaned as another man stepped up and started fucking my ass immediately.
This went on for what seemed like eternity. I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness and my body was pulled around in all directions and stuffed with numerous pricks. My body felt too weak to endure much more. At some point, after what seemed like dozens of loads of cum were injected into my body, I felt myself being lifted onto the bed. The room had emptied.
There was a pause, then my father appeared over my body, again about to fuck my young, destroyed pussy. I was so out of it that I was hardly aware of the feeling of his prick sinking back into my warm, cum-soaked hole. There was the weight of his body on top of me once more. His prick easily fucked in and out of my wet cunt. He was grunting with the effort, his body sweating atop mine as he stared hard into my eyes.
A few minutes later I felt my dad slam as deep into me as he could, his cock pulsing once more as he released his sperm in his daughter’s womb. While his cock throbbed inside me, I hatefully glared at him.
“You know, Dad, my dog is a much better fuck than you,” I said. And then he hit me hard in the face, and everything went black as I passed out again, this time for hours.
Part 6
Dad had me locked back up in the cage, leaving me shivering in the basement, feeding me bread, pudding, water, and apple juice occasionally, and fucking my pussy every night for hours. My subsistence had become a hellish extreme; enduring daily rapings while being held captive like an animal at the hands of my father. I was now uncertain how much time had gone by since I was first restrained in the basement that fateful, warm summer night.
My belly had become swollen, and I knew it was most likely my father’s child developing inside me. I cried myself to sleep every night after Dad was finished depositing his seed in my pregnant womb. It had probably been a few months since he caught me fucking the dog out back and began holding me captive as some kind of punishment. I didn’t know how much more I could take…
He had been arranging weekly gang bangs with masked men, charging them to do whatever they want to me the whole night long. The men fucked my ass and pussy and forced their cocks in my mouth. One night they ended the gang bang by pissing on me and actually inside my pussy. During the last one, I recognized some of my male relatives by voice: Uncle Donald, sperming again and again in my ass, he didn’t fuck my pussy once. My older male cousin Peter, who sucked my nipples the entire time he fucked my cunt. My grandfather– my dad’s dad, another drunk asshole like his son. His horrible, wrinkly body pressing down on his teen granddaughter, making me gag into my gag.
Since my body was now clearly showing signs of pregnancy, Dad was now more frequently lining men up to fuck his teen daughter. I overheard him saying how it was so easy to find men who’d pay to fuck a pregnant girl. Apparently a lot of men were turned on by the thought of fucking a pregnant pussy. Dad began arranging for a few different men to have sex with me every night, charging them hundreds of dollars each. He had to be accumulating a small fortune by prostituting his daughter. I felt I had become a sex slave in my own childhood home.
The men ran their rough hands all over my swollen belly as they plunged their cock in and out of my pussy and ass. Squeezing my sore tits, suckling my nipples, trying to encourage milk to spurt out. Each time, I was restrained on Dad’s bed with a ball gag in my mouth. Dad would escort the man to the room and then leave him to do whatever he wanted with me. If there was a gang bang, Dad would join in of course. The men seemed to fuck me more passionately knowing I was full of child.
One night Dad decided to do something a little different. He put a dog collar on me with a leash and some handcuffs around my wrists and forced me to the bedroom floor. A group of men were standing around, all wearing cheap colored masks. I heard my beloved Golden Retriever Beefy down in the basement barking. But I could hear the barks of other dogs, too, coming from outside somewhere…
“Manny, go get your dog from your truck, man,” said my dad. “Let’s get this bitch fucked!” he laughed. I raised me eyebrows. Dad was going to let me get dog fucked? My heart began beating fast– this I would actually enjoy! Not the rapings I’d been enduring at the hands of men!
“I want to fuck her first, come on let us fuck her first before the dogs do,” said the one called Manny, rubbing his cock. All the men were nude except for the masks, all sporting hard cocks for me.
“Alright, yeah, that’s fine — fuck her preggo cunt all you want,” said Dad with a chuckle. The men queued up over me as I sat handcuffed on the floor. One of them pushed me to my back and quickly spread my legs, caressing my hard belly while he pressed his prickhead to my cunthole. I gasped as he shoved himself hard up in my womb. He grunted like an animal as he quickly worked up a sweat over my petite body. Someone else was holding the leash. Men were jacking their cocks in my face as I looked up blankly.
The man fucking my cunt unloaded the first dose of sperm to my pussy for the gang bang, and within seconds of his cock being pulled out it was replaced with someone else’s. I could tell from the voice that it was my Uncle Jason! His body hairy, covering mine as he shoved his prick into my hole and moaned on top of me. His cock erupted jets of sperm within minutes, lubricating my cunt very well for man #3 of the evening.
My cunt was quickly stuffed again full of meat, this man now sucking my nipples hard and holding my hips firmly as his rod plunged in and out of my wet pussyhole. He kissed my neck while fucking me, making me squirm underneath him. My handcuffed wrists were being held up over my head as I was being pounded on my back. His prick began spurting deep in my womb several minutes later.
The rest of the men took a turn, a dozen of them in all plus my dad. My pussy oozed with all of the loads of cum inside. Finally one of them walked out, and when he came back in he was holding the collar of a strong looking brindle-colored pit bull. I was forced onto my knees and elbows on the floor, ass in the air. The dog was excited. He was led behind me where one of the men instructed him to lick my ass and pussy slit. Immediately the dog slurped his long tongue out at my cum filled cunt and I moaned loudly.
The long tongue felt like heaven on my abused pussy. All this time I’d been raped repeatedly and none of the men were thoughtful enough to eat my pussy out to give me some pleasure before rutting away inside me. I shuddered as the dog began licking my entire slit, covering from asshole to clit in a single long slurp. My ass was raised voluntarily in the air for the dog to eat me as intensively as possible. I moaned with the pleasure of the animal’s oral attention.
“Come here, Bull, up, up,” said one of the men, calling the dog to jump up on my back. After a few playful circles around me, the dog followed command and jumped upon me, weighing me down with its muscular body. The dog was panting already as he started humping at my backside. I wiggled my ass around, feeling the hard nub of the dog’s cock starting to come out of his sheath.
The dog started humping wildly, stabbing his prick into my asscrack and at my asscheeks. I was on my hands and knees like a bitch, trying to get the beast to insert his prick into my cunthole. Men I hated– dogs I loved!
Unfortunately, the tip of the dog’s prick felt the warmth of my asshole, and feeling my orifice around his knob he immediately began thrusting hard to get more of himself inside me. I grunted as I felt his hips press hard against my butt, struggling to stuff his meat in my asshole. The men were laughing as they watched the dog about to fuck my ass on the floor.
The dog, called Bull by the men, started humping me with an intensely rapid pace, reminding me of the night Beefy fucked my ass and Dad found me tied to him in the backyard. I moaned as the prick began growing inside my asshole. The dog’s forceful pounding was pushing me all around the carpet, rug-burn beginning to make my knees hurt.
Meanwhile, as Bull fucked me fast, I felt his prick getting even longer up my ass, reaching for my bowels to unload his cum. I was whimpering below him while being dominated by the big, strong dog. The men were laughing and cheering as the dog was effectively making me his bitch. I could feel the knot swelling up inside me, making me feel even more bloated and pregnant. One of the assholes was filming the ordeal.
About 10 minutes since the animal started fucking me, his knot felt impossibly swollen, filling me to capacity. Then the dog went still over top of me, panting hard in my ear. His cock suddenly twitched deep in my rectum and I felt it explode with cum up in my guts. I groaned as I felt the hot liquid gush out of his prick and into my ass.
“Yeah! I think he’s cumming in her! Yeah Bull, sperm up inside that bitch of yours!” yelled one guy.
“Fuck that ass, yeah, fuck that ass, fuck that pregnant whore…” another was hissing through clenched teeth as he jerked his prick hard.
“That’s fucking hot, ugh, look at that slut, knotted to that fucking big dog. Roger, make sure you zoom in close up on her stuffed ass! Fuck!” said another guy as he also masturbated his cock furiously at the sight of me tied to the dog. The guy filming walked behind me to get an up close shot of my stuffed asshole and bulging pregnant belly.
A few minutes later and the dog began struggling on top of my back, trying to get his prick and knot out of my ass. I shrieked as he turned ass to ass with me and tried to pull away, his knotted cock tugging on my insides. One of the men walked up and slapped my ass and the others laughed. Another one came up and unloaded his cum on my asscheek, then slapped my ass hard where his sperm puddle was, making the cum he deposited splatter all over me and the dog.
While the animal was still in my ass, one of the men slid underneath of me and began trying to stuff his prick in my cunt while the dog was in my ass! This made the dog struggle more to get out of me. I screamed as he pulled again, his knot still lodged inside me. The man who was underneath me now was holding me close to him while his prick searched around for my cunt under my hard pregnant belly. I felt the man’s cock push into my cunthole and stab up into my womb. Again, the pit bull struggled to pull himself out of me. The man groaned with pleasure as he felt the pressure of the dog’s cock and knot in my ass.
Shortly after though the dog was able to finally pull his cock and large knot from my ass — I turned around to see the animal’s long red cock dripping cum, coated with sperm, with a huge knot about the size of my fist. I moaned as the cum began gushing out of my asshole.
“Fuck, the dog cum’s leaking all over my balls!” the guy below me exclaimed. All the men in the room laughed hard. Someone led the dog out of the room and in a few minutes another large dog was brought into the room — this was a Rottweiler, big, shiny, and black. This dog seemed to instantly get excited at the smell of sex in the room, tugging on its leash to get at me.
The man underneath me grunted as he spermed inside me and pushed me off of him roughly. I toppled over onto my back and the man holding the Rottweiler’s leash let it drop. The animal immediately bolted over to me and shoved its snout into my warm crotch. I squealed at the coolness of its nose on my pussy. The dog began licking at my cunt and I laid down on my back to give him better access. It began feeling incredibly pleasurable as his tongue lathered my pussy up good. This animal was very efficient at eating human cunt.
My moans grew louder in the room as the dog lapped my cum filled pussy steadily for a few minutes. He didn’t seem like he was interested in fucking me, though. I reached down near his cock and began rubbing his sheath as best as I could while manacled. When I saw a small red tip emerge from his belly, I spread my legs wider and one of the men encouraged the dog to jump up, placing its forepaws around my shoulders. The animal began humping at air, and I spread myself open a little wider to encourage the beast to fuck my pussy. Two men stepped up to hold my legs open wide and guide the dog’s prick to my pussyhole. I felt the hard prick stab at my slit and clit and gasped as it poked near my asshole — not again!
The men held me apart and I tried grinding my pussy at the dog’s emerging dick to get it inside me. I wanted to feel the dog prick in my cunt, not my ass! I wanted my cunt to be knotted for once! Another guy stepped up to help push the dog meat to my slit, encouraging it to fuck me. Then the dog suddenly felt the wet warmth of my pussy and lurched forward to pound into me. His front paws wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me close to him while his prick began entering my hole. I started moaning instantly, the prick was so hard, and I was so wet. The cum from the previous dog was leaking out of my ass, and I was being fucked now by the Rottweiler while laying in a pool of dog sperm.
My moans grew louder as the cock inside me grew, reaching for my womb. It felt so hard, like a bone. The man filming the dog sex got down on his hands and knees to film the prick filling me up. It was an intense pace, my back pressing hard against the rug as the animal struggled to get as much of himself in me as possible. I could feel the knot forming at the base of his cock, seeking to seal up my womb with the dog’s fuck juice.
I grunted as I raised my hips to meet the Rottweiler’s thrusts. The men were still holding my legs wide open, letting the dog reach deep into my hole. Small drops of drool were falling on my breasts as the animal panted over me with his incredible efforts. It seemed the prick had grown further still, reaching to my cervix, trying to deposit seed into my already pregnant womb! The dog pounded rapidly, its pace manic, the prick about to explode. Its knot felt incredible within my pussy walls. I loved it! Flashes were going off as some of the men were taking pictures of my dog prick filled pussy.
The guy filming was getting a close up of the dog about to unload sperm in me. Everyone was silent as the dog went still, its head resting on my breast. I began moaning as the cum flooded up inside me. The feeling was amazing, a hot gush of liquid coating my insides as the animal spurted inside of me for what seemed like several minutes. The cock pulsed inside me, the knot sealed most of the cum in my hole but I heard the guys exclaiming that they could see dog cum starting to ooze from me.
“Damn, this bitch will take any dog, I bet!” said one of the men. They all agreed. The Rottweiler was still on top of me, its breathing slowing now. The knot held the prick firmly in place deep in my hole. I could now feel cum trickling out of my overloaded pussy and dripping down my asscrack, joining the existing cum puddle underneath my ass. My pussy felt good so stuffed up. The meat filled me to capacity. I grinded my cunt as it was knotted to the dog, trying to make myself cum. The dog started struggling on top of me, now trying to break free as his objective of filling his bitch up was accomplished. I moaned as he tried to pull his cock and knot out but failed. He whined a little, more of his cum starting to ooze from my hole. A few minutes went by and his knot had deflated enough for him to pull it from my cunt, releasing a copious amount of semen from my hole. The men collectively gasped, laughed, and hollered when the sperm began gushing out of me.
Someone stood me up on my feet, and they took pictures and video of the cum running out of my holes and down my legs. I stood unsteadily while the men examined my stretched out holes. The Rottweiler, who had been licking his deflating cock, was soon led out of the room. I was pushed back down on my hands and knees on the cum soaked floor, and heard another big dog being led into the room several minutes later. This one was a Great Dane! The dog was huge and a light gray color; a very handsome animal.
“Come here Hercules, lick her preggo cunt, boy!” said one of the men, pushing the dog’s nose into my cunt from behind. I shivered at the cold nose touching my warm sex. Cum was still flowing from my holes. The Great Dane began licking the juices flowing from my ass and cunt. Someone spread my asscheeks to allow the animal easier access to clean my asshole. I moaned as the long, warm tongue covered my wet gash, effectively cleaning the previous cum loads from my holes to the best of its ability.
The dog was called up on my back, its huge body draping over my entire back. Once on top of me, someone pressed the dog’s hips against my ass to encourage him to hump me. I could feel the beast’s hard prick starting to twitch and rouse from its hiding place. A few minutes later and the animal was humping my backside, its balls swinging wildly at my pussy and ass. The prick was stabbing all around my holes, trying to get inside me. I wiggled my ass, trying to get the prick in my pussy.
The prickhead dug into my asscrack and slid down into my asshole, making me gasp. As the animal’s prick found a hole, he thrust his hips hard into me and began humping me rapidly. The force of the huge animal’s thrusts began pushing me around on the carpet, my knees getting further rug-burned. I cried out as I felt the massive cock growing in my shithole. The beast was huge, weighing me down as he forcefully pounded me. I didn’t like anal sex, I wanted to be fucked in the pussy! There was nothing I could do now as I was being penetrated rapidly by the large Great Dane. The animal panted loudly in my ear as he banged me hard.
My asshole stretched as its knot grew in my chute, the prick searching to unload inside me. I started shrieking as I felt the knot rammed further into my rectum, the prickhead reaching to my guts. It felt like a searing hot rod had been inserted in my asshole, tearing up my insides. After minutes of intense fucking, the dog became still, its prick could reach no further, the knot was buried in my asshole. Balls swung to a stop, and then the cock exploded inside me. Hot gushes of cum made me cry out. The cock spurted again and again, cum flooding my insides while I moaned. The dog stayed still after its cock was done erupting, knotted securely to my ass. The men were all jerking off as they watched the dog tied to its pregnant teen bitch, faces contorted as they pleasured themselves to the sight of the dog sodomizing me.
Cum was escaping my knotted hole and starting to drip down my thighs. I wiggled my ass a little, trying to encourage the dog to get off me now. He stayed still over my back for several more minutes, calming after fucking me wildly. More camera flashes were going off as the men took pictures of my stuffed asshole. I felt someone walk up to my pussy as I was tied to the dog on my hands and knees, and a cockhead was placed within my pussy slit, parting my lips just a little. Then I felt human cum spurting into my pussy while the dog was knotted to my ass. Whoever was unloading their sperm in my pussy from behind was moaning as they did so. This caused the dog to begin stirring, and the man’s cock was soon pulled away from my oozing hole and the dog started trying to pull away from me.
I moaned as the huge knot bulged in my asshole, the long prick secure in my guts. Someone started calling the dog over and the animal began dragging me behind him while trotting over to the man. I squealed as I was dragged by my asshole across the room. The men were laughing and filming away. Some of the guys started pulling my blond hair and squeezing my tits. One of the guys jerking his cock in my face suddenly spurted ropes of cum all over my face, all in my eyes. I was still knotted to the Great Dane. The other guys followed suit jerking their cocks in my face, and my face was soon covered with loads of cum. They spermed in my hair and everything, and it dripped down my forehead into my eyes and down my cheeks. I felt a load shooting into my ear and tried to pull away but was roughly held in place by my hair. Soon my entire head was covered with loads of cum.
The Great Dane pulled out of me soon after the group of men unloaded their cum all over my face. The copious amount of dog sperm that had been injected into my bowels was now flowing freely out of my asshole. Somebody reached behind me and stuck a few fingers in my ass, scooping up dog cum and then wiping it on my lips, forcing me to taste the ass-flavored dog cum. I squirmed as my asshole was being pried open for the cameras, capturing my hole filled with cum.
One of the men pulled me on top of him and started fucking my pussy and held my asscheeks wide while he did so, making globs of dog cum more effectively ooze from my ass. He bounced me up and down while the Great Dane was led out of the room. I couldn’t even feel the guys cum up in my pussy since by that point my cunt was so used up and spermed in. I was pulled off him and pushed to my back again on the floor. Another dog was brought into the room. I looked over, and my heart soared!
“Beefy!” I exclaimed weakly. As soon as he saw me he dove right between my legs– I had trained him to be an excellent cunt-eater. I moaned and writhed as he licked my pussy and cleaned my asshole with his tongue. I could feel my face crusting with the loads of cum, and felt a couple more guys unloading their cum onto my chest as Beefy ate me intensively. My moans filled the room as my beloved Golden Retriever tended to my sore holes. I hoped he’d finally fuck my pussy and unload his cum inside me!
He continued lapping me up as I grinded my pussy into his snout. I shivered as he started licking my thighs and then my bulging belly, moving up to lick the cum puddles off my chest. He licked some of the cum from my face as I petted him as best as I could with my handcuffed wrists. I reached down to rub his sheath and his tail wagged excitedly. He was as happy to see me as I was to see him! My fingers rubbed near the pink prickhead that was dancing in and out of the sheath. Beefy went back down to my crotch to lick my cunt again. I could feel an orgasm building as he efficiently stimulated my clit with his long tongue.
My moans got even louder as I got close to cumming, but before I could Beefy stopped licking me. I called him to jump up on me and he did so; I spread my legs wide for my beloved pet. To my delight he soon started humping as I grinded my crotch at his sheath. His front legs wrapped tight around me, holding me close while his cockhead poked around at my slit. My legs were open as wide as they could go, inviting the dog to make me his bitch.
“She loves the dog cock, doesn’t she?” one of the guys said. Fuck yeah I do– a dog’s cock isn’t attached to some asshole man who could get me knocked up! A dog could fuck so much better, faster, and harder than a man, too! I felt Beefy’s cockhead stabbing around my clit and I wiggled underneath him to try to get the prick into my pussyhole. Beefy began humping at me, trying to get his prick inside his human bitch. His prick was so close!
I felt his hard meat jab into my pussyhole suddenly, and once the head went inside a little Beefy started humping me hard. My moans grew louder as his pace increased. His cock started growing once inside my hole, reaching for my womb. He pounded me harder and harder, all the while holding me tight to him. My small breasts were heaving wildly with the dog’s frenetic pace. I couldn’t help but fuck my hips back at the dog, encouraging his cock to delve deep into my hole, having craved my pet’s meat for so long now. We fucked hard, Beefy’s cock extending into my cervix after several minutes of intense penetration. His knot had began swelling at the base of his long cock, pleasuring my pussyhole which was stretched tight around it. It didn’t seem he could get any further inside me, but I felt the knot go in a little deeper.
The feeling of being filled by my beloved Golden Retriever was intensely pleasurable. He kept up his jackhammer pace for several minutes, steadily stimulating my cunt. My orgasm was building in my loins, beginning to surge through my body. I began moaning even louder, almost screaming with the pleasure as my orgasm grew stronger. Beefy didn’t stop his intense pounding as my body convulsed below him on the floor. Oh, how I loved my dog! I wanted no other, just my Beefy! My eyes rolled back in my head, mouth agape as the waves of pleasure crashed over my petite, young, body.
As my orgasm was fading, Beefy became still on top of me with his cock stuck securely in my hole. His prickhead reaching my baby-filled womb. I felt the cock pulse, then the cum began gushing. The cum was so hot, it felt so incredible as it flowed inside me and trickled out of my stretched cunt. It felt like a gallon of sperm had filled me up! Beefy panted happily on top of me, his cock erupting its final spurts of cum in his human bitch.
“Good boy,” I said to him as he stayed still. I grinded my cunt harder against him, feeling yet another orgasm start to stir in my well-fucked body. As I grinded hard, stuffed so full of dog meat, another orgasm surged from the tips of my toes to my nipples, making me scream loudly under Beefy. The men’s pricks were still hard. As Beefy was knotted atop me, the group of guys began dispersing, some of them coming up to my face to release one last load of sperm on me before leaving.
Beefy stayed knotted to me for 15 more minutes while I told him how much I loved him and cooed at him for fucking me so well. The room had emptied, it seemed the men had gone home. Beefy eventually started pulling his knot out of me, and the feeling of his prick and knot tugging on my insides was making yet another orgasm build up in me. As Beefy pulled some more, the orgasm surged through me, still running through my legs as I felt the cock finally tearing from my insides, releasing a momentous amount of sperm from my pussyhole. Beefy licked his cum from my cunt as my orgasm still sizzled in my body, and I moaned as I came down from my intense climax. I patted him on the head, loving him more than ever. My breath was returning back to normal. The house was silent as I fell into a brief sleep sprawled on the floor, my beloved pet back by my side.
Part 7
All was still quiet throughout the house when I awoke. My gang bang and night of dog sex was over. I rose to my feet after Beefy was done licking his cum from my hole. My legs were sore from being fucked constantly for months on end and often being held wide open. And my wrists were sore, too, so often restrained. I looked around the room and suddenly noticed the handcuff keys on the top of the dresser. My dad’s handgun was near the keys…
My heart started beating faster as I walked over to the dresser. I grabbed the handcuff keys and after some struggling was able to get myself free. Then I picked up the gun. Beefy was panting happily and looking up at me. I patted him calmly on the head. Walking out of the room, there was silence everywhere. The men were gone. I walked into my old bedroom, untouched since the last time I’d slept in it, and retrieved a dress. The first time I’d worn clothing in months. I had to pick a loose dress since my belly had gotten larger and I had no maternity clothes. Leaving the bedroom, I took the gun with me and tiptoed down the hall.
Then I saw my dad — he was naked and laying on his stomach in the kitchen near the basement stairs. The small carpet nearby was in disarray, like he had possibly slipped on it. There was an open bottle of tequila on the kitchen counter, so I figured he probably gotten drunk after the other guys left, slipped on the carpet, and passed out. My pulse quickened as I contemplated what to do next. I held the handcuffs and gun in my hand. Beefy had followed behind me. I walked up to my snoring father on the floor, resisting the urge to stomp on his head right then and there. He had put me through a tremendous amount of torment, and so far I had survived and intended to get out of this alive!
There was a choke chain on the table with a matching collar, and some clothesline. My mind was racing. I bent down and gingerly slid one of the handcuffs around Dad’s wrist and snapped it closed, holding my breath. He didn’t wake. I gently took the other wrist and slapped the other cuff around that one, successfully handcuffing his wrists together. Taking the clothesline, I then tied the rope around his wrists and tied it to the banister at the top of the stairs, securing his arms out above his head. Then I slipped the choke collar and leash around his neck, but first held it in my hands to warm the metal, not wanting the shock of the cold metal to rouse him. Once the choke collar was around his neck and he was tied securely, I jerked hard on the leash and he began to stir. He turned his head and looked up at me, confused.
I pointed the gun at his face. His eyes met mine, surprised. He realized he was tied up, and I was holding the leash to the collar around his neck. I began to laugh at the surprised look on his face. Walking closer to him, I put my foot against the back of his neck and stepped down hard, smashing his face to the floor. I pressed the barrel of the gun to the back of his head. Beefy was watching me calmly. I chuckled madly.
“Fucking piece of shit ,” I said through gritted teeth, keeping my foot on his neck as I straightened up, removing the gun from his head. I spat at him, covering the back of his head and shoulders with my spit. My foot pressed harder into his neck and he groaned. I stepped off of him and again pointed the gun in his face as he looked up at me.
“Angel, what do you think you’re gonna do?” said my dad. “You think you can kill a man?” I glared down at him hatefully.
“Yes, yes, Dad, I do,” I said, aiming the gun at him.
“Well, I’m not gonna beg you to spare my life, you dog-fucking slut,” said Dad.
I kicked him hard in the head and he turned away from me, his face against the kitchen floor. Still holding the choke collar, I pulled on it again, raising his head off the floor so I could kick it again. His head collapsed to the ground with the impact of my foot on his skull. Then I walked to the stove and grabbed some cooking oil. He began squirming as I poured the oil down his back, into his asscrack.
“What the fuck are you doing, Angel?” my dad said hoarsely, feeling the oil oozing over his ass. I called Beefy over to me and petted him lovingly on the head. My dad turned his head to watch me rub Beefy’s sheath, coaxing the dog’s cock to come out once again. Dad began to struggle, and I stopped caressing Beefy to shove the gun in my dad’s mouth, breaking his front tooth in half as I did so. I laughed again as he spat blood and the broken tooth out.
“Stop moving, asshole,” I said. Once again I turned my attention to my dog and rubbed his sheath, encouraging the pink prickhead to come back out. Beefy was getting excited and started trying to jump up at me to hump, but instead I instructed him to jump up on my dad. As Dad was sprawled on the floor, tied up to the banister, Beefy jumped up on his back and started humping his ass.
“No, no, Angel, no…” said my dad. I just laughed and pulled hard on the choke chain, cutting his air off. Beefy was wrapping his legs around my dad’s waist as he humped at his ass. The dog’s pink prick had come out a few inches and was now searching for a bitch hole. My dad squirmed some more and I again yanked the chain hard. Beefy thrust his hips, his prick rubbing Dad’s asshole while I smiled. The cooking oil had lubricated Dad’s ass crack very well. Suddenly Beefy’s prick felt my dad’s tight asshole– I could tell because he immediately began fucking the shit out of my dad once he had found the hole. Dad began groaning on the floor.
“Shut up, you old fuck! You like that?! You like that Dad? You fucking old perverted piece of shit! You like that dog cock raping your asshole? I hope he destroys your ass! And if he doesn’t, I’m gonna take this gun and shove it in your ass and blow you away, you old fucker!” I screamed. Dad was writhing as Beefy fucked his asshole with a rapid pace. I held the choke chain all the while, pulling on it to choke Dad’s breath away. He deserved it.
I encouraged Beefy to fuck him harder, harder, harder. The dog was doing a great job, his cock becoming lodged securely in dad’s asshole. I knew the cock was growing inside him. I knew the knot was expanding now in my dad’s rectum. I laughed again, hard, and again yanked hard on the leash. Dad struggled against the restraints, making me laugh even more. Beefy was beginning to slow his pace. Any moment his cum was going to gush into my dad’s ass.
When dad began groaning I knew the dog’s knot was securely stuck in his hole and the prick was spewing cum. Beefy had become still, his nuts swinging to a stop against my father’s ass. It was a wonderful sight. While Dad was tied up and the dog was knotted in his ass, I went back to my room and began packing up some clothes. My heart continued beating hard. I was going to steal his car, the dog, and any money I could find.
While I looked through his drawers, I found a book with records of the payments the men had given him to fuck me. It contained names and addresses. There were the names from my first gang bang– Jim, Tom, Eddie, Joel, etc. There was a camera with various recordings of the men raping me. I took the address book and camera, and in another drawer I found a huge wad of cash, money Dad got for letting other men fuck his daughter’s teenage holes. Quickly counting it up, it added up in the thousands. I stashed the money, address book, and camera in my suitcase and went back to the kitchen to get the car keys. Beefy was tied to Dad still, so I began calling him to me, resulting in the dog trying to roughly pull his meat from my dad’s asshole.
Dad cried out as Beefy’s cock and knot tugged on his insides. I laughed again. A few minutes later, Beefy pulled out of Dad’s used up asshole and cum started gushing out of him. I took a handful of cum and rubbed it in his face, forcing him to taste it. When he spit it out I jerked the chain hard. I was packed and ready to go, ready to leave this asshole and this house of horrors.
Taking the car keys, I loaded Dad’s car with my suitcase and Beefy. Then I went back inside and began dumping the cooking oil all over my dad. I took a book of matches, and lit a match on fire. Then I dropped it on his back. He screamed as the flame hit his skin. I just laughed again. I took another match and threw it at the curtains. Then another one in the living room. The house was beginning to burn. Dad was screaming as the flames began rising around his bound body. While he was scrambling around on the floor I kicked his balls hard, making him wail painfully. He struggled against his restraints.
“Fuck you, old man,” I said, spitting at him once more. Then I got the fuck out of there. I turned to look once more as I pulled out of the driveway, watching flames enveloping the house. Finally, I was free, and I made it out alive with my beloved pet, Beefy.
Later, I used the address book and camera evidence to blackmail my dad’s friends out of hundreds of thousands of dollars. If they didn’t give me the money, I told them I’d turn them into the cops for raping an underage girl. I then used this money to eventually build a comfortable life for myself far, far away from home. When I had the baby a few months after escaping, I was delighted to see she was a light brown color — she wasn’t my dad’s baby after all! She was mixed black and white. I thought back to all the sex my dad forced me to have, and only remembered one black guy out of all of them — Jim.
So I blackmailed Jim into taking care of me and the baby for life. I began looking forward to his generous monthly checks. Eventually I began receiving enough cash from my dad’s asshole friends to live comfortably in a sprawling place in the mountains– fucking my dog whenever I wanted!
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