ABUSED BY ANIMALS
By Paul Gable


Foreword

There is something about being away from home at encourages people to try the
unknown. The cit, the forbidden, seem more attractive and less eked somehow. A
faithfully married man will and himself with a strange woman at an out-of-town
convention. A young girl will experiment with drugs for the first time when she goes
away to college. And summer resorts seem to encourage a loosening of inhibitions.
Vacationers are there to relax and the people who work there are often caught up in the
spirit of things.
ABUSED BY ANIMALS is about one such episode. Barbara West, a widowed and
beautiful woman, travels to a resort ranch in the foothills of the Sierras with a friend to
relax, little realizing the temptations and pitfalls she will be exposed to. Barbara must
come to terms with her sexuality and a hidden craving for degradation.
ABUSED BY ANIMALS – a story about a time everyone must face, that fragile
moment when we are awakened to ourselves. It is a frightening and confusing time, but
one that holds lessons that will main throughout life.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

"Jesus, Kathy! I feel like I'm on Steinbeck's Wayward Bus," Barbara West said as the
big bus snaked through the barren high country just north of Los Angeles. The tall
blonde's tits swayed and jiggled softly under her tight-fitting pink sweater as she looked
dreamily out at the passing countryside.
"We'll be at the dude ranch in no time," the short, attractive brunette sitting next to her
said as she fished busily through her purse for her compact.
"I still think a vacation in Mexico would've been better," Barbara said as she closed her
eyes and concentrated on the road vibrations from the speeding bus. They buzzed
through her pussy, increasing the already delightful feelings Barbara was getting from
the rubbing of her snatch lips together every time the bus lurched forward or turned
quickly
"Mexico?" her friend cried, turning toward her and flashing her big green eyes in
amazement. "And come down with the shits?"
"Kathy! Please," Barbara said in a low voice, turning around to see if anyone had heard
her friend. The little brunette was a lot of fun and a good, loyal friend. But there were
times when Barbara wished she could stuff Kathy's face with a bath towel.
"Sorry," the girl said, turning away and pouting for a second. "But think of all the men
you're gonna have here. In Mexico, they'd just be after your money."
"Money? That's funny!" Barbara said, throwing back her head and laughing long and a
little bitterly. She thought of her dead husband Greg and his absolute refusal to take out
life insurance. "I'm only thirty-two. Why bother? I'll live to be at least ninety!" Ninety!
That's the speed he was going when his car crashed through the guardrail on the Santa
Monica Freeway and crinkled into a ball of twisted metal just west of downtown Los
Angeles. Barbara was no accountant, but it didn't take her too long to realize that she'd
have to get a job soon or start walking the streets.
"Well, anyway, those studs out on the ranch probably are aching for some good snatch.
And we've got it for them, right?" Kathy giggled as she winked slyly at her friend.
"Kathy!" Barbara cried, flushing a deep red as she turned back to the window. She
didn't want her friend to know that she was just as anxious to stick a – stiff, hot, long
piece of cockmeat up between her legs. Money wasn't the pretty blonde's only problem
– a good piece of dick! That's all Barbara wanted lately – a clit-tingling, pussy-filling
dick that would put out that burning itch with delicious sprays of sticky hot jizz. Greg
might not have been the greatest financial wizard in the world, but he managed to keep
her more than happy in the sack. He had eleven inches of drooling dick meat and knew
what to do with it. Even now on the bus Barbara could imagine Greg's heavy, muscular
body crushing hers down into the bed as his blood-heavy dick drilled into her wideopen 
snatch. His balls would rub against her clit as she moaned helplessly on the sweatstained 
sheets. Every nerve-ending was on fire when her husband's hairy body sanded
across hers, driving her closer and closer to climax until finally... Jesus! Barbara cried
inwardly, raising her right hand and wiping off her sweaty forehead. She could feel her
hot cuntal juices seeping out from between her fat lips, soaking down her sheer white
panties as she thought of Greg's love-making. Her nipples had hardened into long,
steely spikes that scratched angrily against the stiff material of her bra. Barbara moved
her legs slightly and could feel the wet crotch panel of her briefs clinging to her furry,
swollen labes. God! The blonde knew she was hot, but this was ridiculous. She was
ready to come right there on the bus!
"Ugh! Got to get some fresh air," Barbara said as she cracked open the window next to
her. She was beginning to get a whiff of the acrid-smelling cunt juice. She didn't want
anyone else on the bus to notice.
"There it is!" Kathy cried excitedly as she leaned over and pointed to a group of low,
ranch-style buildings to the left of the road.
"Doesn't look like much," Barbara said, fighting down the rising sexual lust that was
setting her body on fire.
"What do you need, a palace to fuck in?" Kathy asked as she squinted her eyes and
tried to spot any man in the area.
"Kathy! Come on, I told you that I just came up here for a little relaxation," Barbara
insisted, congratulating herself in fighting down that tight, twitching feeling in her cunt.
The pulses in her snatch were dying down now as she studied the group of long
buildings protected by a large circle of trees. Barbara's eyes traveled across the ranch to
the foothills of the Sierras in the not too far distance.
"We're almost there!" Kathy cried out excitedly.
Barbara smiled at her friend's anxiousness, then turned around and noticed that the
twenty other young women on the bus seemed to be just as excited. She should have
been jumping up and down, too. This would be her big chance to scratch that itch in
her box. Barbara knew that was exactly what the other women in the bus were
thinking. They'd come up to this place supposedly for a week of riding and resting. But
Barbara had heard about this place, and the reputation it had for cunt-happy ranch
hands.
"Look at those men!" a red-headed girl of twenty-three sighed as the bus slowly pulled
up in front 'of the administration building. Barbara focused on four tall, rugged hands
wearing tightfitting faded jeans and no shirts. They were grinning at the bus full of
squealing women. They stood on the long, wide porch of the administration building,
their legs spread wide apart and their powerful, hairy hands jammed defiantly into their
hips. As the bus ground to a stop, Barbara couldn't shake the feeling that the girls were
all female lambs being led to the slaughter.
"Okay, ladies. We're here. Have fun," the driver said, grinning lewdly as the women
started pulling their belongings together.
"They say that the owner of this place is the kinkiest of them all!" Kathy whispered
hotly as she and Barbara climbed down the bus steps to the dirt road below.
"I told you, Kathy. I'm just going to ride and read," Barbara said, hoping that that
wouldn't be true. She'd had enough of finger-fucking and dildo-ramming. Four months
after Greg was killed, Barbara decided that she'd had enough mourning and started
going out to singles' bars. It didn't take her long to realize that most of the men there
were just interested in getting their rocks off. Just as she was about to start that long,
delicious climb up to climax, her stud for the evening blasted out his jizz, then rolled
over and snored himself off to dreamland. After several weeks of that merrygo-round,
Barbara stopped the dating scene and resigned herself to a life with little, if any, sex.
That's when she met Kathy. Barbara had been working as a bank teller for three
months when the perky brunette started as the manager's secretary. The two of them
hit it off almost immediately. There was something about Kathy's love of life that
attracted Barbara to her. The girl was able to draw her back out of her shell into the
world again. Gradually, Barbara began to believe that there were other cocks that could
satisfy her the way Greg's had done. Finally Kathy convinced her that they should take
a vacation together. It would give Kathy an opportunity to meet more men and give
herself a chance at life again. Well, this was her first excursion into the world under
Kathy's guidance. As she walked across the wooden porch into the cool, rusticfurnished 
office, Barbara had a feeling that it was going to be an experience that she'd
never forget.
"Welcome to Rancho Leone, ladies," a voice boomed out suddenly.
Barbara felt chills of excitement at the harsh masculine voice. She turned around and
saw an extremely tall, broad-shouldered cowboy standing in a doorway to her left. As
her eyes became accustomed to the darkness of the room, Barbara noticed that the
man's red flannel shirt was opened to his waist, revealing an incredibly thick matting of
wiry black hairs. His chest, neck and face were tanned nearly black.
"My name's Bob Decker, and I'm the owner-manager of the place," he said with a slight
drawl.
Barbara felt her pussy flutter with terror and excitement as she watched Bob Decker
walk slowly across the floor to the desk at the opposite end of the room. The heels of
his high, black leather boots banged noisily against the wooden floor while his
sparkling deep-blue eyes seemed to bore into Barbara's head. He didn't say anything to
her, but Barbara sensed that he singled her out from the crowd as "his" for sometime in
the future.
As he moved slowly behind his desk, Bob took off his broad-brimmed hat, revealing a
crop of thick, black curly hair that seemed to grow in every direction. Everything abut
him seemed to ooze brutal, masculine sexuality. While he continued to talk to the
group of women, welcoming them to the ranch, Barbara could only think of what it
must feel like to be under his powerful, hunching body.
Suddenly Barbara felt Kathy nudging her sharply in the right side.
"He's talking to you," her friend whispered.
"Yes?" Barbara said shakily, wondering what she'd missed.
"Sorry, miss, but I just asked if you were all right. You seemed to be, uh, drifting just a
little," Bob drawled, grinning at her broadly.
"Oh, I guess it's just this place. It's unusual. I've never been to a ranch before," Barbara
said, blushing and trying to hide her excitement and confusion.
"You'll see and experience a lot of things here you'd never dreamed of in the city," Bob
said, grinning even more broadly than before.
"Barbara, he's got the hots for you. I can sense it," Kathy whispered after Bob turned
around to one of his hands and gave him some instructions on getting the horses ready
for riding.
"You're just imagining things," Barbara said, wondering if what her friend said was
true. After all these months of acting like a nun, and to get something like Bob Decker
between her legsit was enough to make her believe in the tooth fairy again.
"I hope you ladies don't mind, but you'll have to double up for a while. We've
overbooked for a few days. But things will straighten themselves out," Bob said, flashing
a broad grin at Barbara one more time before slipping on his hat and walking out of the
office.
"God, you get lucky, girl. I wish I had your style," Kathy said as she bent down and
picked up her luggage.
"Style? I don't know what you're talking about," Barbara said as she followed her friend
out of the office and down the porch to their cabin.
"Well that's convenient," Kathy said as she struggled with the key in the door-lock.
"What do you-?" Barbara started to say as the door to their room flew open.
"We're just a few feet from the administration building. You can fuck around with Bob
Decker and slip back into the cabin before anyone notices," Kathy said, winking at her
friend playfully.
"Kathy!" Barbara cried out again. But this time she couldn't help smiling. The same
thought was on her mind. Decker hadn't accidentally put the two of them so close to
his living quarters for nothing. She knew that he had plans for her. As Barbara threw
her suitcase on the single bed and started to change her clothes, she thought of Bob
Decker's long, strong legs and that noticeable bulge between them. Her pussy began to
itch and throb when she fantasized about the huge dangler that must hang from his
crotch. She wondered what he liked to do in the sack, and wondered if she could keep
up with him. Barbara smiled to herself as she unzipped her slacks and peeled them
down over her firm, creamy thighs. She and Greg hadn't been exactly prudes. They'd
experimented in bed with almost every conceivable position. As Barbara curled her
slender fingers around her juice-saturated briefs and pulled them down to her knees,
her mind flashed back to Bob Decker's hairy chest and that tell-tale bulge in his pants.
Barbara wondered how long it would be before the owner finally made a pass at her.

* * *

Barbara was sitting in the recreation room, just off the hallway that led to the office. It
was the third day on the ranch, and she hadn't even seen Bob Decker since that first
day. The blonde had gone riding, went to bar-b-ques, and even hiked to the foothills on
a killing nature walk. But Bob wasn't around. Barbara was getting homier every day.
Some of the girls had managed to pair up already with a few of the hands. Kathy, of
course, had been one of the first to bed down with the help and urged Barbara to give
up on the manager and settle for something a little less. But the blonde refused to give
up. The harder it was to get at him, the stronger her lust grew. He had to show up
sooner or later. And when he did, she'd be ready for him.
"Unnnnhhh," Barbara moaned to herself as she felt a ripple of sexual tension flutter
across her pussy lips. Her box was on fire almost all the time now Barbara didn't even
finger herself off, wanting to be hot and ready for Bob Decker when he finally landed
her in the sack. But this waiting was driving her up the wall. Her clit burned like a hot
ruby, while her swollen lips gnawed and chewed against one another hungrily like a
second mouth. She needed some kind of relief soon.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps in the hall. Barbara's
heart skipped a beat. It sounded like Bob's footsteps. The blonde curled up sexily on the
leather couch, opening her red-checked flannel shirt so that it nearly exposed her red
nipples. Her tight-fitting jeans outlined her puffy cuntal mound that throbbed nervously
now. If this didn't get him excited, nothing would.
"Uh, oh! I didn't think anyone was in here!"
"Ohhhh," Barbara cried out in disappointment. It wasn't Bob Decker at all, but one of
the hands, Gus Ramsay.
"I thought everybody was out riding," the big curly-haired blond hand said, running his
eyes quickly over Barbara's body.
"I've had enough riding, Gus," she said uneasily, stretching out on the couch and
yawning. She wanted to pretend that she didn't care if he was in the room or not.
Indifference was usually the best defense in sexual encounters that weren't wanted. And
this was the case with Gus Ramsay. There was something cruel and ugly in the way he
kept eying Barbara. It wasn't his face. Almost everyone agreed that next to Bob, Gus
had the most attractive body and face on the ranch. But while Bob seemed to turn on
every woman who had any sense, Gus managed to make most women cringe in horror.
There was just something sneaky and sick in the way he looked at her that made
Barbara wish that someone else was in the room.
"Yeah, me too," he said, walking slowly over to her.
"I guess I'd better go and see if the girls are back yet from the ride," Barbara said, not
liking the way he was drawing closer to the couch.
"They won't be back yet for another hour," he said, grinning sheepishly at her.
Barbara knew that grin. It was the kind men flashed at you when they had snatch on
their minds. She shivered in fear as Gus moved around the table in front of the couch
and walked directly toward her. He stopped only a few inches from her feet, grinning
even more widely and running his fingers through his hair. Barbara knew that Gus'
eyes were scanning up and down her body, concentrating on her bulging, mammoth
tits and her crotch. She had to remain calm. The blonde sensed that if she let Gus see
she were afraid of him, he'd rape her right there on the spot.
"You know, m'am, I've sorta been waitin' for a chance to be alone with you."
His voice was deep and loud in Barbara's eyes. She curled her legs up protectively as
she screwed her asscheeks against the back of the couch. God, she felt so unclean next
to this man!
"I-I don't understand," Barbara stammered, looking desperately around the room and
wondering what could save her. She couldn't just jump off the couch. The hand was so
close to her that he'd be able to grab her before she got three feet away.
"Sure you do. Most of the women. here do. I mean, that's why they come up here,
right?" Gus asked, bending down slightly and grabbing her right hand in one of his big
paws. He held her fingers tightly as he inched closer to the couch... Finally, their legs
were touching.
"Please, someone will come in," Barbara protested, hoping that that would discourage
him.
"Ain't nobody here, except you and me," Gus drawled, pulling her slowly up from the
couch.
"Please, Gus. Don't! I-" Barbara started to say. But she knew that it was useless to say
anything. There wasn't anyone around. "Barbara knew that. She'd purposely made sure
of that before she came to the recreation room, hoping that she and Bob would have all
the time in the world to fuck their minds out. And now here she was with Gus Ramsay.
She'd managed to trap herself nicely!
"I've waited for a while to nail you down, honey," Gus rumbled, his free hand slipping
around Barbara's trim waist. "I've been watching you ever since you came down here,
and I've been thinking about you a lot." Gus bent down to kiss the nape of her neck.
"Don't," Barbara cried softly as she felt his thick, hot wet lips sliding down her skin.
"And you've wanted me just as bad, right?" Gus groaned as his grip tightened on her
hand and waist.
Barbara was confused. She knew she should have answered no. She'd rarely noticed
Gus around the ranch. And when she did, she made every effort to stay out of his way.
The greasy way he looked at her made her stomach churn at times. But now things
were different. It was Gus grinding his hot crotch into hers, not Bob. But the result was
almost the same. Barbara closed her eyes and gave in completely to the hot, swampy
feeling that was taking over her raging fire-swept pussy. She could feel the folds in her
cunt swelling with blood as her pulse raced through her body with excitement. Barbara
looked down at the floor and made a small, moaning sound deep in her throat as her
eyes were riveted on the thick bulge that was pressing hard against Gus' fly.
"Baby, you want my dick as bad as I want your fuckin' crotch, huh?" Gus said teasingly
as he started running his hand slowly up and down her back.
"Uhhh, p-please, leave me alone," Barbara moaned, reeling forward and leaning against
his body.
Suddenly Gus jerked her hand forward and pressed her limp fingers against the meaty
outline of his raging hard-on.
"Like it, babe? Would you like to have something like that drilling into your hot little
pussy? Would you want to have my dick reaming your snatch?" Gus said roughly as he
rubbed the blonde's fingers over the hot bump.
"Please. Please, don't Gus. I don't think-" Barbara protested weakly. But the feeling of
the big man's cock throbbing against her fingers was melting any resistance Barbara
had.
The big ranch hand's only response was a low chuckle as he held her tightly, keeping
her hand pressed tightly against his cloth-imprisoned cock.
"Oh, baby, when I get through with you, you won't be able to walk or piss for days,"
Gus said as he continued to rub Barbara's fingers across his bulging fly. The blonde bit
her lower lip as she felt Gus draw her closer to him, rubbing his strong chest against
her spongy tits.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh," Barbara cried when Gus pressed her wrist against her snatch.
The sudden pressure set off tiny explosions of pre-orgasmic spasms.
Gus let Barbara go suddenly, raising both his hands and pressing his thumbs suddenly
under Barbara's jaws, forcing her to look up into his face.
"I'm not gonna play any games with you. We both know that 1 want a good piece of
ass, and that you've been yowling around here like a cat in heat, waiting to give it," Gus
said as he leered at her.
"Why you-" Barbara began to say, smarting under that kind of crude accusation.
"I know you've got the hots for Bob. You and every other cunt around here. Well, you
may get him, babe. But I'm gonna drill into that sweet, hot little cunt of yours before he
even gets a chance to look at it," Gus said hotly.
"Oh, ohhh, God," Barbara moaned as she shuddered in fear. This wasn't exactly what
she'd wanted. But while part of her wanted to run screaming from the recreation room,
another part demanded that she stay and suck the big hand's dick.
"Feel that cock again and tell me you don't want it," Gus said, reaching down and using
both hands to shove her fingers against his fly. Barbara groaned as she felt the tempting
heat of his big, throbbing organ through his Levi's.
"Go on, babe. Just tell me you don't want to get fucked with this thing. Go on," Gus
goaded her.
"Just get it over with," Barbara said, shamed beyond all belief. No man had ever treated
her like this. Even in high school when they use to tease each other on dates, nobody
had ever made her beg for cock like this. Yet she was so worked up that she would have
crawled across the recreation room floor on her hands and knees just to sneak a peek at
Gus Ramsay's dick.


Chapter 2

Barbara swayed back and forth, moving mechanically as she slowly unbuttoned her
flannel shirt. Gus watched her like a hypnotized animal, breathing heavily and rubbing
his bulging crotch as the blonde shrugged off the shirt and let it drop to the floor.
"Let me get a look at that snatch," Gus said huskily as Barbara reached down and
pushed the top button of her tight jeans through the hole. As Gus urged her on, the
blonde closed her eyes and clamped her fingers around the tab of her zipper, yanking it
down with one quick jerk. She didn't want to watch the ranch hand as she pushed her
Levi's down to her ankles, stepping out of them and kicking the jeans into the far
corner of the room.
"Whew, baby! You're really hot. Look at those panties!" Gus said as he looked at the
wet, stained crotch panel of Barbara's sheer white panties.
"Damn! You look even better than I thought you would. You know, I used to sit on my
bunk and jack off, thinking of how your fuckin' cunt would feet wrapped around my
dick. Guess I'm gonna find out how that feels right now," i Gus panted as he
unbuttoned his shirt while he continued to stare at Barbara's juicing snatch.
Barbara didn't say a word. She stood in the middle of the room, watching the big man
half in a daze as he kicked off his shoes and unzipped his jeans. Suddenly her eyes
opened wide and she gasped out loud. The man wore no shorts. As Gus ripped his
Levi's wide open with both hands, a thick, drooling dick sprang out into the air.
"My God!" Barbara cried, raising both arms protectively against her tits. Gus' cock was
at least ten inches long. The shaft throbbed visibly, seeming to grow thicker and redder
with each passing second as drops of pre-cum oozed slowly out of the head's pulsating
cock-slit. Barbara felt a wet hotness sweep over her. Every square inch of her snatch was
on fire with lust, begging to be touched by the leering ranch hand.
"Come over here, honey," Gus said in a low whisper.
The half-naked blonde made a tiny whimpering sound. But she obeyed, walking slowly
across the room toward Gus. With every step Barbara felt her cunt-lips grinding against
one another, sending thrilling ripples through her dripping pussy.
"How long's it been since you've had a good hot cock up your pussy, babe," Gus said
gruffly as he lowered his right hand and started running his thick fingers up and down
the full length of his dick.
"A long time," Barbara admitted as she watched the right hand's fingers stroke his
throbbing prickshaft. She licked' her lower lip nervously, feeling her stomach churn
violently with desire as the big man grinned filthily at her. He enjoyed this, dangling
his hard, incredibly long cock inches in front of her. She felt her clit pop up from its
tiny resting place, sparkling and sputtering with electric sexuality. God, she'd never
wanted a dick so badly in her life before.
"Tell me how much you want it," Gus said huskily, glancing down and smiling even
more broadly as torrent after torrent of hot cunt juice bubbled out from between her
swollen outer labes and soaked into her clinging briefs. The groaning blonde closed her
eyes and fought the desire to reach out and cup the big ranch hand's hairy balls.
"Oh, God, Gus. I want you. Jesus, I want you," Barbara groaned, feeling shame mixed
with lust sweep over her sweating body. She hated being toyed with like this, especially
by a man like Gus.
"I mean my cock. Tell me how much you want my cock," he grunted, running his
fingers up the dick shaft until they reached the purple tip. Barbara watched in
fascination as he slicked down his palms with the pre-cum that oozed freely from his
piss-slit. She could almost taste the salty, pungent flavor of that leaking jizz, and would
have given her right arm to flick out her tongue and catch one of those drops.
"Your cock. Oh, God, I want your dick, Gus. Jeeeesus, give me your cock," Barbara
moaned in desperation.
"Come over here, honey," Gus said in a low whisper, twisting his fingers around the
pulsating, purple cockhead.
Barbara felt like a robot. She didn't have any control over her actions. Whatever Gus
wanted, he was going to get. Her mind had been taken over by her snatch. All she
could think of was the big blond man's dick, all that cum that was leaking out of its
bulbous, stretched head, and the hot itch in her pussy that was quickly turning into an
ache.
"I said, come over here," Gus insisted.
"Please," Barbara whimpered. But she didn't know what she was begging for, unless it
was for him to rip off her bra and panties and start fucking her. Fucking! It was such a
delicioussounding word. It was something she hadn't had in so long, Barbara wondered
if she knew what to do.
"That's it, babe. Nice and slow. Get your hot ass over here, and we'll have a real good
time," Gus said as he watched Barbara wince with every slow step. "Looks like those tits
could use a little liberation," he said, sneering at her as he reached out and wrapped his
arms around her back. Barbara felt her pulse quicken and her skin crawl with
excitement at the sudden touch of the muscular man's arms. She shuddered with
unbearable desire as she felt his powerful fingers fumble with the material of her halter.
Suddenly, the snap was opened, and her bra slipped off her chest and fell to the floor.
"Jesus, I've never seen a pair of tits on a broad like those," Gus said, leaning back
slightly to take them in completely. Gus moved his hands in from Barbara's sides until
they were caressing the hot, swollen tit-flesh. The blonde groaned as she felt his fingers
squeezing and tugging her jugs.
His thumbs scraped over her nipples several times, sending shocks of sexual pleasure
through her tits then down to her throbbing cunt. Suddenly he caught Barbara's right
nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed as hard as he could.
"Ohhhhghh, it hurts!" Barbara cried, trying to pull away from him. But at the same
time she had to admit that the pain was mixed with a strange kind of pleasure. God,
she hoped she wasn't turning into one of those S & M freaks! But pain had never felt
like this to her before.
"Like that, don't you?" Gus sneered, pinching her nipple again. At the same time he
rolled his hips a little and his swollen prong rubbed against Barbara's silky, flat belly.
She gasped at the feel of this hot, drooling tube as it inched its way across her stomach.
Barbara looked down and saw a tiny wet trail of jizz gleaming in the sunlight. She was
so close to getting fucked, so close. And every inch of her body was begging for it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Barbara babbled as Gus increased the speed of his cock-rubbing. She
felt his balls sliding across the wet nylon of her panties and she moved her thighs back
and forth, rotating them in the opposite direction of Gus' movements. The stretched,
wet material of her briefs pressed against her swollen labes while her cuntal membranes
rubbed and teased at her sputtering clit. It was just like masturbating. But this time she
had a little help. Barbara started moaning louder and louder, rocking her hips faster and
faster as the subtle friction of her pussy walls rubbed wildly against her clit-tip.
"Unnngghhhh! Ahhhh!"
It was so good, she didn't want to stop. Gus encouraged her, rubbing his flat belly
against
"Hey, I'm not gonna have you jack yourself off while I stand here and do nothing," Gus
groaned. "Come on, take off those panties honey. I'm gonna fuck you good."
Barbara backed away slightly and gulped, curling her slender fingers around the elastic
waistband of her briefs and pushing them down to her ankles. She pulled her right leg
out of the material, then her left, tossing the panties in the same corner of the room
Gus had kicked his Levi's She felt the cool air of the room blast against her swollen, hot
labes. This was it! What she'd come up to the ranch for in the first place"
"Come on over to the couch. Old Gus likes plenty of room when he fucks his women,"
the hand chuckled as he reached out and grabbed Barbara's right arm. She followed
him willingly.
Suddenly Gus whirled around and damped his thick, wet lips around her sore right
nipple.
"AHHHHHH!" the blonde cried, feeling his mouth slide across her stiffened tit-tip. She
felt his tongue swirl around the hardened flesh, sucking, nibbling and swirling until she
had to open her mouth wide to catch her breath. Barbara had to touch herself to relieve
the tension and ache that were torturing her box. Slowly she slid her hand down under
Gus' chin to the top of her hairy cuntal mound, pressing down and feeling a torrent of
rippling spasms roar over her snatch.
"Hey, babe. That's my job," Gus said as he undamped his lips from Barbara's hard
nipple and forced her right hand to brush against his cock. "Stroke that mother. Feel
what a real man's dick's like!"
Barbara felt her body grow hotter as the throbs of Gus' dick rippled through her
fingers. At the same time the ranch hand slid his right hand down to her swampy muff,
pressing at the hot outer labes and toying with the kinky cuntal hair until Barbara
moaned and screamed in delicious agony.
"Oh, God, don't tease, don't tease, d-d-don't!" Barbara stammered as Gus caressed her
tits. He held them tightly against him while he slid his other hand down and covered
the sensitive area of skin between her snatch and shit-chute. Gus tickled at the fine
down that covered that area, making Barbara's snatch and asshole contract.
"Boy, you like that, don't you?" Gus said, grinning at her.
But Barbara was too hot to answer. No one had ever done that to her – not even Greg.
She felt strange, gripping tight sensations roaring over her pussy as the ranch hand
continued to tickle and tug and tease her to the brink of orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Barbara moaned over and over, not wanting the man to stop his
teasing. Suddenly she felt him pull his hand up slightly. Then Gus was running his
middle finger along the crack between the outer lips of her cunt. Then he inched it
smoothly up to her cHt, stroking that hard, little mound of sex flesh until Barbara
thought she'd scream the walls down.
"AHHGHHH! OH FUCKIN' SHIT!" Barbara shrieked as she felt the tight tingles
screw up her snatch.
But Gus didn't pay any attention to her cries. While she squirmed in his anus, Gus ran
his finger back and forth along the deep, red crack, his fingers becoming wetter and
wetter. Then he added the first and third fingers, keeping a steady pace, moving them
quickly along the slash, but not fingering her up to a hot climax. Barbara threw back
her head and moaned, feeling the veins straining against her neck as she felt the need
for something inside her.
"Ohhhh, Gus! G-G-Gus!" Barbara cried, hunching hard against him. But the ranch
hand held her tightly. The moaning blonde was completely at his' mercy.
"Beg for it again, baby," Gus groaned, slipping his middle finger inside her. It snaked in
up to the second joint while he moved the others back and forth. Then he moved it in a
circular motion, ringing the inside of her cunt. Moving rhythmically, Gus squeezed his
first finger in beside it, and then his third finger. Just above her clit, Gus slid his thumb,
stretching the skin up toward her belly button. As he kept up the various motions,
Barbara groaned louder and louder. The muscles in her cunt clenched at his digits, then
relaxed, only to clench again harder. Gus moved his hot, slippery fingers toward her
clit, squeezing another finger into the blonde's hot, sucking box. Barbara felt the
muscles of her cunt clamping down on it. She went rigid, feeling her body rocket up to
new heights of sexual pleasure.
"Like those fingers, babe? Like what they do to you?" Gus grunted as he churned his
hand sloppily around her cunt.
"Ohhh, God, it's been sooo long," Barbara wailed as she felt herself teased beyond
endurance. "It's been months since anyone's done anything like this – oh, GOD!"
"You want that dick, don't you. Tell Gus you want him to fuck you hard, baby. That's
the only way you're going to get my cock in you, bitch," the big man growled. His
fingers were making loud, sloppy wet sounds now as he explored Barbara's jerking
cunt.
"God, what do you want from me? I've asked you before! OHHH! COCK! YOUR
COCK! I WANT YOUR COCK!" Barbara shrieked.
"That's what I like to hear," Gus said, pulling his fingers out with a loud, sloppy squish.
"Ohhhh," Barbara cried, almost falling forward from that sudden extraction. She was
panting like a wild animal in heat now. Her pussy flowed red-hot as her clit became
inflamed. Cock! God, the word was the most beautiful one in the language.
"You want that cock so much, get down and suck it," Gus said, putting his big arms on
her shoulders.
"Yes, cock, yes, cock," Barbara babbled as she sank obediently to her knees and lowered
her head until her parted lips were even with the purple dickhead. She didn't need any
more coaching from Gus. Barbara was well on her way now.
"Suck that mother," Gus groaned, curling the fingers of his right hand in her hair as he
kept stroking his dick shaft with his left.
"Ohhhh, Gus," Barbara moaned as she wet her lips and opened her mouth wide. She
felt the hard, slick surface of his straining cockhead bump up against her lower lip as
she pushed her face forward. Barbara flicked out her tongue and playfully pushed it
against the expanding piss-slit. Instantly Gus' cock reacted, jerking into the air, then
letting out a small drop of cum from the slot that fell onto the woman's tongue.
"Baby, baby, baby," Gus groaned, digging his powerful fingers into her hair. Barbara
drew the oversized head in, then tightened her lips just below the ridge. She felt a
tremor shoot through him as her hands reached up toward his balls. They cupped the
big man's hairy fuck sacs and gently massaged them. Barbara smiled to herself. She was
an expert and used her mouth like a fine sexual tool. She was drawing every last bit of
sensation with her slow, sucking movements.
"MGGFFFF!" Barbara groaned as she felt Gus reel forward and almost collide into the
wall behind her.
"Better stop that, babe, or I'll blast away right in your mouth," Gus grunted, pushing
Barbara's bobbing head away from his sweaty groin.
"Ohhhhh," the woman groaned, reaching up and pulling several cock hairs out from
between her front teeth. She'd never wanted a dick that badly in her mouth before. The
way it made her cheeks puff out, and the way its pulsating head banged against the
back of her throat excited Barbara to incredible heights. She wanted to experiment with
this man. She wanted him to do everything he could to her for as long as he could. She
wanted to be bruised and crushed by his powerful body. She wanted to feel his cock
plowing through her swollen cunthole. God, she wanted to get fucked now!
"Come on. I've had enough playing around," Gus said as he crawled onto the couch,
then turned around and pulled Barbara down on top of him. She felt his big, bear-like
arms wrap around her and pull her down hard. Before she could say anything, Barbara
had her mouth sealed with Gus' lips. The big ranch hand kissed her hard, digging his
thick, hot tongue into her mouth as he hunched his powerful thighs upward, digging
the full length of his dong into the drooling cuntal slash. Barbara kissed him back with
a frenzy she'd never known. Layers of sweat covered their bodies, the two of them
bucked, thrashed and writhed on the leather couch...
"FUCK ME!" Barbara finally wailed, pulling away from Gus and screaming out the
words at the top of her lungs.
"Baby, baby," he groaned, pulling her head back down to his.
"I can't take it. I swear, I c-c-can't t-take-AHHHH!" Barbara groaned as she felt the
growing need for cockmeat completely overwhelm her.
"All right, babe. Gus sees you need cock real bad now," he grunted, moving his big,
hairy ass to one side and rolling Barbara over until she was pinned to the couch on her
back. Gus knelt between her widely splayed thighs, massaging his spit-slicked cock
while he stared at her pussylips.
"I don't know what's made you so fuckin' hot, lady. But this little old firehose's gonna
put out the flames," Gus said, chuckling lowly as he reached down with his right hand
and started pulling at the bottom junction of her outer labes again.
"AHHHH!" Barbara cried out as she felt her pussylips tremble, then pull apart. Her
fuck hole was completely exposed now to Gus' mammoth dong.
"Looks like a nice, tight cunt. That's the way old Gus likes 'em," the ranch hand
grunted as he dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Barbara's inner thighs. Gus peeled
back her outer lips, sending Barbara into a series of loud, animal howls of ecstasy. Every
touch in her crotch was exhilarating.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Barbara begged over and over as she squeezed
her sweaty asscheeks together and heaved her body off the groaning couch.
"How about a little eats first'?" Gus asked.
Before Barbara could reply the ranch hand had his head in between her thighs, sticking
his tongue into her waiting twat. The suddenness of it almost made Barbara go into
shock. She tried to push him back, screaming that she wanted his dick, not his mouth.
But Gus wouldn't listen. He slid his tongue deeper, digging into her inner cuntlips as
his teeth gouged against her sensitive pussy walls. Soon she found herself being fucked
by Gus' tongue. It dug in, then pulled out, only to shoot in one more time. Barbara
gave up and let the incredible rumbling feeling take her over completely. She started to
squirm the glistening, hot cuntal membranes hard against the big man's tongue.
"You move your ass real nice," Gus commented as he moved up from her pussy, kissing
her belly, sliding his tongue up her heaving belly and leaving behind a thick trail of
spittle as Barbara thrust her snatch up again and again. As Gus moved his lips higher
and higher, finally licking her sparking nipples again, Barbara could smell her cunt on
his cheeks. She felt faint and flushed and still babbled incoherently about wanting to get
fucked.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Barbara moaned as she wondered how long she could keep
conscious. The ache in her cunt had grown into unbearable pain and pleasure. That
agony was making her mind spin wildly. Barbara didn't know why she hadn't popped
off yet. She was afraid that when she did, the whole ranch would hear her.
Suddenly Barbara felt something hot and hard and stiff pressing against her outer
cuntlips. It started to force through, insistently digging against the flattening
membranes. Barbara stiffened and inhaled sharply. This was it. This was the minute
she'd been praying for for so long. Gus' throbbing cockhead picked up her cuntjuice
and slicked itself down, brushing against the tingling trigger of her clit.
"AHHHH! WAWWWWHHH!" Barbara screamed, feeling herself teetering on the
brink of climax. She was close, so close that a few more movements from the man's big
dick would bring her off.
"Gonna split you apart, babe! Split you apart," Gus grunted as he raised up his ass
slightly, dragging his cock back a little. Barbara could feel the hot, drooling tip pushing
insistently against her outer labes. Then there was a low, animal-like grunt, the feel of
incredible pressure against her pussy, then the squishing sound of something hard and
rigid shoving past her outer lips as they sprang open and let in the hard, hot pole.
"ARGHHHHH!" Barbara screeched, digging her head into the pillows of the couch.
She grasped his neck, feeling her nipples scrape Gus' hairy chest as his hand slipped
under her back. He was getting better leverage, wanting to jam his cock in as far as it
could possibly go.
"Like it so far, babe? Like it?" Gus grunted as he pulled back, then slammed forward
again. This time he buried the full length of his prong up her snatch. His cockhairs
brushed against Barbara's clit, sending the babbling blonde off into more shrieks and
moans of ecstasy.
"Oh God! You're so tight inside me. So hot!" Barbara moaned.
"You're hot and fine, babe, real fine," Gus groaned, rotating his hips and digging the
sides of his cunt-buried cock against Barbara's hot pussy walls.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Barbara moaned again, clinging tightly to the big man as she
hunched her ass up hard off the couch and clung to his body.
"Shit, babe, I'M COMING!" Gus suddenly cried out, humping down against her body
suddenly with fury and frenzy. The sudden intensity drove Barbara over the edge. Gus'
balls slapped noisily against her sweaty, upturned asscheeks as his cockshaft slid faster
and faster over her clit, rubbing it until it smoked with molten lust.
"AIYEEEE!" Barbara shrieked into the air as she felt the first big wad dump into her
hot hole. Her cuntal muscles clenched angrily at the invading cockshaft, milking it
wildly as another spurt, and then another spattered into her fuck tunnel. Barbara was
babbling, screaming, bucking and thrashing on the couch as she felt Gus' hard body
crushing her deeper and deeper into the couch. Her legs kick out wildly, then jerked in
and bounced against the man's humping back as Barbara felt herself melting into Gus,
the couch, and a whole new world of sexual pleasure she'd never known.


Chapter 3

"Better get up now, babe. The rest of that gang of yours is gonna be back soon," Gus
said as he reached over and trailed the fingers of his right hand lightly along the
swollen tips of the blonde's big tits.
"Oh, do I have to? It was sooooo beautiful," Barbara admitted, wishing that the two of
them could go on fucking for hours. It was as if a dam had broken inside of her, letting
out a flood of forbidden desires that she never dreamed she had. She was fucking a
whole new strange person – her inner, sexual self that Gus had released with that
maddening big dick of his.
"Boss says we're not supposed to be fucking around with the girls," Gus said, getting up
and swinging his hairy, muscular legs over the edge of the couch.
"Come on, Gus. You know as well as I do about the reputation of this ranch," Barbara
said, a little surprised at this sudden bit of information.
"Well, maybe a little bit goes on around here that's not supposed to," Gus said,
grinning as he bent down to pick up his Levi's. "But don't go blabbin' off to everybody
that you let old Gus go off and fuck you. Mr. Decker likes to keep things kind of down,
you know. We get some broads up here who just don't dig that kind of thing. And he
makes money off them just as well as he does off you."
Barbara shrugged her shoulders, not particularly liking the last dig of his sentence. Gus
made her sound like some kind of tramp who came up here just for a good fuck. Then
Barbara stopped to think for just a second. Why had she come up here in the first
place? It was for cock. She'd wanted dick meat so badly back in Los Angeles and Santa
Monica that she could almost taste it in her teller's cage. Why should she try to deny it
now? She wasn't a cheap whore. She was a normal woman who'd been deprived of dick
for too long. And she was going to make up for it here at Rancho Leone.
"What about your boss?" Barbara said, licking her lower lip excitedly as she thought of
Decker's tanned, ruggedly handsome face.
"You want to fuck Mr. Decker? He likes to do a few kinky things," Gus said, pulling up
his pants and zipping up his fly while he winked slyly at her.
"How kinky's kinky?" Barbara wondered out loud as she slid off the couch and started
to dress.
"Tell you what. You just keep flashin' that ass of yours around like you have been, and
you'll find out," Gus said as he tucked in his shirt and started to leave the room.
"I'm serious, Gus. I want to-" Barbara started, stopping in mid-sentence. As horny and
daring as she felt now, actually asking a man about another man's cock, well, that
sounded a little sick.
"You're really serious, huh?" Gus asked, scratching his chin and narrowing his eyes.
"Tell you what. Meet me in the barn right next to the administration building tonight
at ten. I'll see what I can do."
Barbara hurriedly dressed, pulling up her slacks just in time. She heard horses gallop up
to the building and the sounds of giggling women. As some of them walked in, saying
hello and rubbing their sore asses with their hands, Barbara wondered what Gus would
have in store for her that night. Was he going to ask Bob Decker to fuck her? Barbara
felt her cunt rumbling again as she walked out of the recreation room toward her cabin.
Whatever he had planned, Barbara knew that her cunt would get a treatment it had
never had before.

* * *

"Gus? Gus?" Barbara whispered in the darkened barn as she picked her way carefully
through the hay on the floor. Her heart was pounding wildly as she moved slowly into
the barn. All through dinner Barbara could hardly keep her mind on the food and
conversation. She noticed that Bob Decker wasn't there, and wondered if he was getting
ready for her tonight. Gus and the other hands sat at a table at the other end of the
large dining hall, talking loudly and laughing harshly. Occasionally they all looked up
and stared at Barbara. She wondered if Gus had told them about her and what she'd
done that afternoon. One close look at their leering faces told her that they knew about
her fucking Gus.
"Is anybody here?" she called out a little louder.
Suddenly the big barn door slammed shut behind her, making the blonde jump forward
in terror.
"Over here, honey. I've got a big surprise for you," she heard a voice call from the other
end of the big building.
"I can't see you," Barbara said, straining her eyes as she tried to make out what was in
front of her.
"Just watch where you step and come on over here," Gus said softly.
Barbara was almost sure that Bob Decker wasn't there. He'd have met her there himself
and alone. Barbara sighed in disappointment. Gus wasn't bad. In fact, he was terrific.
But she'd had her hopes set on Decker's cock.
"I can't see why he had to meet here. I – OHHH!" Barbara cried as a blinding spotlight
blinked on suddenly. "What's happening?" Barbara covered her eyes protectively with
both hands.
"You said you wanted something kinky. Well, I brought in some of the guys to help
you out," Gus said. running forward and grabbing her tightly around both arms.
There was something in the tone of Gus' voice that made her shrink back and struggle
in his arms.
"The boys?" Barbara almost shouted, wondering if he'd arranged some kind of gangbang.
"Why hide your cunt from the world?" Gus asked as he dragged her struggling across
the hay. "There she is, boys – tits, ass and cunt, all ready to put out to anybody and
anything," Gus said, tightening his grip on her wrists.
"You're hurting me," Barbara whined as she finally saw four other ranch hands staring
hotly at her.
"But that's what you really like, isn't it? You like a man to jump on you and, well, we
all know what follows, right guys?" Gus said as he wrestled her to the floor and pinned
her arms tightly to her sides.
Barbara groaned, feeling the weigh t of his body solidly on her ass and lower back. The
straw and hay stubble blew into her nose and mouth, making her gag as she heard the
ranch hands laughing and making obscene remarks about her.
"Okay, let's strip her down," Gus said, letting go of her right arm while reaching under
her belly and quickly unzipping her skin-tight slacks.
"Please, let me go Gus. I really don't want to do anything tonight," Barbara whimpered
as he pressed her body hard against the floor of the barn. She was frightened of him
and the men around her. The blonde knew that they had something terrible and
humiliating planned for her.
"And disappoint all these men? Come on, Barbara," Gus grunted, finally finding the tab
of her zipper and yanking down hard.
"God, don't Gus. Ohhhh, please don't," Barbara wailed as she felt his powerful fingers
rip at her clothing. The blonde twisted her slender body on the floor, sending up a
small cloud of dust and hay particles as she tried to wriggle free of Gus' tight grip. But
that was impossible. The ranch hand was too strong and agile for the woman. She felt
her zipper ripped open, then her top button torn off. Gus curled his fingers around the
tops of her slacks and started to pull them down.
"Wait 'til you see the ass on this one," Gus said, chuckling softly as lie eased Barbara's
slacks over her plump, firm buttcheeks.
"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" Barbara moaned, feeling the cool night air suddenly strike her ass.
"A little tug here and she'll be set," Gus said, pulling the slacks down to her ankles,
then moving back up and jamming his hands under Barbara's chest. She felt his fingers
digging into the soft flesh of her tits, purposely kneading them and feeling them up and
down before he started unbuttoning her blouse. Barbara realized that it was hopeless to
resist, at least for now. Maybe later she'd find an opportunity to bolt out of the barn.
But right now Gus had too good a grip on her.
"Let's see those tits, Gus," a young, blond curly-headed hand shouted out as he took
another swig from his can of beer. Barbara pulled her head around and stared at the
glaring ranch hands. They were all drinking beer, and all looked a little drunk. They
leaned against the stable walls, propping their arms up on the low walls while they had
their powerful legs widely spread apart for better balance. They all had that same
strange look in their eyes – it was a desperate, leering, almost sick look of excitement.
She could understand the excitement part. The blonde had already resigned herself to
some kind of gang-bang, something that indeed would excite the would-be participants.
It made her very nervous.
"Now for those tits," Gus said, unhooking her halter quickly and ripping the bra from
her body with one quick movement. The sudden release of her tits and the powerful
yanking of her cups from her boobs startled the .blonde. Barbara screamed loudly as
she felt the material rush and burn past her sensitive flesh.
"Shut up!" Gus said gruffly, slapping her lightly across the top of her head.
"Ohhhh!" Barbara responded, more frightened than hurt. She felt the scratchy, hard
stubble digging into her nipples and tit flesh. It made her legs itch wildly.
"You wanna take on all of us?" Gus asked, digging his hands between her belly and the
floor, then flipping her over like a pancake.
"Please, just let me go," Barbara said, scanning the group of men leering at her. She had
to admit that they were all good-looking. If she had to get gang-banged, it would be by
a group of studs like this.
"Sure she does," the curly-headed blond boy said, putting down his beer and moving
his right hand over to his fly. Barbara watched in fascination as he started massaging
his cloth imprisoned cock.
"Hey, gonna stick her, Ed? Gonna plug up her hot cunny?" Gus teased the boy as he
continued to run his powerful fingers lightly over her tits.
Barbara inhaled sharply, making a cave under her ribs as she ran her fingers nervously
through her hair. What were they planning to do to her?
"Aw, come on Gus,!' the boy said sheepishly, flushing into a deep red.
"Sorry, boy. But we've got other plans for this one. She's so fuckin' hot and kinky that
she'd bum up your dick anyway," Gus said, turning around and winking at the boy,
then looking back at Barbara and winking at her.
"Gus, please let me go," Barbara pleaded again. "Let you go?" the man asked, rolling
over and pressing his legs on top of hers.
Barbara groaned as the scratchy Levi material dug into her soft flesh. She felt her pussy
pucker up protectively as his hot crotch pushed and dug at the flattened lips, forcing
them apart as he clamped his mouth on hers and digging his fat, hot tongue deep into
her throat. Barbara curled her fingers into tight fists, beating them as hard as she could
into Gus' back and sides. But the man held on, digging deeper and deeper into her
mouth with his tongue while he hunched continually against her pussy. Gradually,
Barbara began to respond to his tonguing and humping. As her fighting back decreased,
Gus slid his right hand between their two grinding chests and started milking at one of
her jugs, passing his calloused fingers lightly over her sparkling nipple.
"UNNG!" Gus said, pulling away suddenly from her and turning his head around. "See
how she turns on?"
Barbara could have ripped his face off. Yet the man was right. Just a few seconds ago
she'd been pleading with him to let her go. Then he pinned her down to the floor and
started kissing her passionately. She turned from someone trying to get into a lusty
whore who couldn't get enough dick meat.
"Hey, could I-" the young blond boy started to ask, blushing even deeper red. The other
men yowled in laughter as he staggered toward Gus and Barbara.
"You want a feel of this one? Better put on your gloves. She'll burn your fingers right
off," Gus said, laughing loudly as he slid his hands down to her furry mound. The big
ranch hand started to contract his fingers, digging them slightly into the sensitive flesh.
Barbara's lower jaw slackened as her eyeballs rolled up into her head and a wild scream
shot out from her mouth. Her body stiffened as she contracted her asscheeks and shot
her firm thighs high into the air. Gus' touch had set off an explosion deep in her cunt
that made her body shudder and shake wildly. The big man kept on teasing her until
she begged him to stop. Her cunt was flooding hard enough now to slick down her
cunthairs. Her legs flailed helplessly on the floor. Suddenly Gus slipped in his
forefinger, sliding it past her outer labes, then inching it through the grabbing, hot
puffy pussy membrane toward her clit. The woman howled, then drew up her legs and
snapped them together.
"Thank you can handle something like that?" Gus asked the boy, grinning at him as he
pulled his finger out of Barbara's cunt with a loud sloppy wet sound.
"I-I-uh, don't, uh, know," the boy said, slowly backing away from the groaning blonde.
"Not too many people can, I guess," Gus said, running his hand under his chin
thoughtfully. "But there's plenty of animals that can tame a filly like that."
That statement was enough to drag her back to reality. She focused her eyes and looked
around the barn. It was the same. The men were still standing around her. Gus was still
leering at her, kneeling between her legs. But yet something was different. It was as if
something had been decided on while she was drifting deliciously off in her sexual
world.
"What's going on?" Barbara asked as she stared hotly at Gus.
"Ed over there wanted to screw you. But I don't think he's ready for you yet," Gus said,
signaling a tall, black-haired hand with a bushy beard and full sideburns to get
something at the other end of the barn.
"What?" Barbara asked, turning her head around as she tried to follow that lanky ranch
hand.
"I mean, you're too much of a fuckin' hot bitch-whore for any kid to-" Gus started.
"Don't you call me that!" Barbara cried, sitting up suddenly and whacking him hard
across the right cheek with the flat of her hand.
"Bitch!" Gus screamed at her, pulling back his arm, then letting it fly hard across her
face.
"UHHGGGHH!" Barbara cried as she was knocked completely over by the force of
Gus' blow. She saw stars sail in front of her eyes as the laughter of the other men rang
in her ears. Pain throbbed on her face, then the other man returned.
It sounded as if there were someone else with him and she wondered if Bob Decker had
turned out to watch her humiliation.
"We're gonna have to hold her down," the dark-haired man said as he stopped just a
few feet in front of her face. Barbara curled her fingers together, feeling the straw dig
into her palms as she tried to get up again.
"She'll probably get used to it and even like it after a while," Barbara heard Gus say.
The blonde started to turn around, then stopped when her eyes focused on a large, gray
and white German shepherd staring at her.
"What's he-" Barbara started, then stopped dead in mid-sentence. It dawned on her
suddenly why all these men were leering at her in the barn. There was going to be no
gang-bang. Gus may have reserved something like that for one of the other girls. But he
had something special for her. She'd made her big mistake when she told him that she
liked her sex kinky. Barbara thought that might bring Bob Decker around to her bed.
Instead, it brought her to a barn in the middle of the night. And now she was going to
be forced to...
Barbara couldn't even tell herself what the men in that barn were going to tell her to
do.
"Finish with this," Gus said as he dug his fingers into her cunt for the last time. "After
this, I don't think I'm gonna have much of an appetite for your pussy," Gus whispered
in her ear as he smiled leeringly at her.
"Oh, God, don't do that to me. I've never done anything like that before, Gus. I swear,
I lied to you when I told you that I liked to do strange things," Barbara pleaded, sitting
up and kneeling in front of the standing ranch hand. She wrapped her thin arms
around his powerful knees and hugged them closely to her tits, begging and pleading
with him to let her go. But her whimpers only seemed to egg him and the others on.
Barbara finally gave up and let go, letting her arms fall limply to her sides.
"Get that dog going with her," Gus ordered the dark-haired hand.
"Noooo!" Barbara wailed, falling back on her ass and inching slowly away from the
animal. She stared into its dark brown eyes and felt her heart pound away in horror.
Her eyes opened wildly as she raised her right hand protectively and pulled it across her
pendulous tits.
"Come on. You'll probably like it when you get through," Gus said, reaching down and
grabbing both arms. Barbara fought him with every ounce of energy she had. The
woman swung her head around, trying to bite him on the wrist as her long blonde hair
whipped across the big man's arms and her face. She dug her heels into the hay-covered
barn floor, twisting her body to the right, then to the left as she tried to twist free. But
it was hopeless. Gus just tightened his grip on her, digging his fingers into her arms
and holding her torso tightly between his powerful knees until Barbara knew she'd have
to stop fighting or he'd crush her.
"Better," Gus gasped, backing away and twisting her arms around until Barbara had to
get into a crouching position to keep her arms in her sockets.
"What are you going to do?" Barbara whimpered as she turned her head around and
kept her eyes riveted on the big, panting German shepherd...
"That's pretty obvious. He's gonna lick you off, then fuck you, honey," Gus said.
"OHHHH!" Barbara moaned, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip. She felt the
weight of her mammoth titties pulling at her chest as she swayed in horror back and
forth. She'd never dreamed on that bus ride up to the ranch that she'd be in a position
like this. Suddenly the blonde wanted to be back in the security of her teller cage at the
bank. At least she didn't have to go through anything like this. Barbara felt shame,
terror and disgust at what was about to happen. She knew that she couldn't do
anything about it. She knew that this was being forced on her, and that she couldn't
really blame herself for anything she felt.
But at the same time, Barbara knew that she'd set herself up for this. She'd asked for it
– and now she was getting it – from a big German shepherd.
"Let's get her warmed up first," Gus said, unzipping his Levi's and pulling out his
flaccid dick. He sank to his knees and crawled behind Barbara. Hunching up next to
her ass, the big ranch hand dragged his limp cock across her trembling, downy
asscheeks until it sprang to life. Barbara moaned as she felt the heat from Gus' dick
radiate through her butt.
"Told you she was a quick turn-on," Gus chuckled as his cock gradually grew to its full
length and thickness. At the same time he started to finger her snatch again, reaming
out the throat of her pussy with his right forefinger and thumb while he stroked his
cock harder and !.arder with his free hand.
"Oh, my God! GOD!" Barbara cried as she felt Gus tugging and tweaking her clit. It
was still partially buried in its surrounding flesh. But the big ranch hand was toying
and teasing it into its full hardness. Barbara felt the cords of her throat grow taut and
she groaned low like a wild animal as the stiff digital probe filled her pussy again.
"Take this," Gus said, pulling his fingers out quickly and wrapping them tightly around
her hunching thighs. Before Barbara could figure out what he was doing, Gus had
guided his red dickhead between the slick folds of her pussy. With one quick forward
hunch, the ranch hand had fitted his cockhead into her drooling snatch. The blonde
screamed and squealed with delight as he forced the fat, hot crown deeper and deeper
into her sucking, begging twat.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Barbara groaned shamelessly as she wriggled her ass back and forth,
trying to get as much friction as she could from the big, hot, hard dong. She felt Gus
pull out slightly, then jam in again until the root of his big dick pushed her swollen,
dark-red outer labes as far apart as they could go.
"Okay, bring on the mutt," Gus grunted as he gave one final thrust, then hunched back
quickly, yanking his cock completely out of Barbara's clutching pussy.
"What are you-" Barbara started. Then she felt the dog's hot breath on her thigh and
knew what she was in for.


Chapter 4

"NOOOO!" Barbara cried out as she felt the big animal's cold nose nudge against her
right butt cheek. The dog backed away quickly, frightened by Barbara's sudden cry of
terror.
"Come on, boy. She's all right," Gus urged the dog, stroking his big flat head and
rubbing his underbelly.
Barbara lowered her head and looked between her tits. Gus was purposely stroking the
area of the shepherd's belly just in front of his sheathed dick, and the animal's cock
slowly started to stiffen. Barbara sucked in a ragged breath of horror as she saw the red
pointed tip of the dog's prick shaft slide into full view. It poked its way through the
thick grayish-white fur on the shaft as the dog panted harder and harder. Barbara felt
her cunt still glowing from the excitement Gus' dick had given it. But she had no
intention of coming with some animal's dick stuffed in her cunt.
"You'll love her cunny, dog. Look at the way it's droolin'," Gus cooed at the animal as
he scratched the big shepherd's ears, then ran his hand down to the belly and slid it
back and forth. The dog was developing a full erection, thanks to the massage. "Let's
try it again," Gus said, shooting a warning look at Barbara.
But the blonde didn't care how many warning looks he shoot at her. She wasn't under
his control. What was the worst he could do to her – expose her? Half the women on
this ranch probably did what he was forcing her to do. They couldn't point fingers at
her when they did the same thing.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried out again.
But this time it didn't work. The dog was too excited to pay attention to Barbara's
howling, and probably took it as a sign that she was sexually excited. Certainly, the
smell oozing out of her juice-dripping cunt signaled to the animal that Barbara was ripe
for plucking.
"Oh, please," Barbara wailed, curling her fingers into tight fists again as the dog placed
its nose against her belly and sniffed. She wanted to vomit. Her stomach churned
violently as she felt the animal's cold nose and hot breath blow across her gut and
titties. Barbara didn't dare strike the dog or move. He was so excited that he might bite
her. Besides, Gus would catch her before she even got near the door. They'd all hold
her down and let the dog do anything he wanted to her. At least now she had a little
control over the animal.
"His name's King. When you get a load of his cock, you'll understand why he's got that
name," Gus said, roaring with laughter as were the other ranch hands. Only the young
boy, Ed, didn't think it was too funny. He looked compassionately at Barbara as she
knelt there, crouched in a bitch position with her titties scraping against the barn floor
and the dog poking its nose against her jugs and belly.
"Ohhh," Barbara moaned deep in her throat as she felt the dog move around behind
her and start to nose her pubic hair. The blonde kept on moaning, but the dog didn't
seem to care. He walked around completely, then shoved his pointed muzzle between
her widely spread thighs and started to nose her pussy. Barbara screamed.
"Look at the bitch howl. She can't wait to get a little dog meat into her," Gus leered.
"She doesn't look that turned on," Ed said as he watched Barbara close her eyes and grit
her teeth in disgust at the big animal's touch.
Actually Barbara didn't know what to feel. She felt a kind of horrible fascination at
what was going on as the dog started to lap at her dowdy asscheeks. She retched,
covering her mouth with her right hand and feeling her body spasm wildly with the dry
heaves. Then at other times she began to feel her snatch warm up to the ass-licking she
was getting. The whole scene was sick. Yet there was something deliciously sexual about
it that was turning her on.
"Okay, King, get her," Gus said as the dog was trying to force its long nose into her
cunt.
"Fuck her, boy, fuck her." Gus moaned as he ran his fingers up and down his dick
quickly.
Barbara looked around at the men standing near her. They had their dicks out, stroking
them faster and faster as the dog lapped at her ass. It was a kind of group jack-off
session, with Barbara as the star attraction.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried out as she felt her nipples tighten and twitch. She was
beginning to respond sexually to the dog! Barbara couldn't believe it. It was like
discovering something horrible in your house when you came home. It was a nightmare
coming true right in front of her eyes. She was a dog freak! Barbara shook her head in
disbelief, trying to reason out what was taking place in her pussy and her mind, but she
couldn't. The facts were there. She was crouching on the floor with a dog licking her
ass. Granted, she'd been forced to kneel there. But no one was forcing her to feel those
shocks of delicious pleasure that shot up from her snatch to her jugs, then back again.
Oh, God, it made her asshole fire up and her boobs swell to feel that animal's long,
thick wet tongue slosh across her outer labes!
"MMMM," Barbara groaned as the shepherd backed off and sniffed at her pussy. He
liked the pungent smell of her powerful cunt juice. It was like some kind of delicious
French perfume to the animal. King seemed just to enjoy smelling it as Barbara
wriggled and waved her ass in front of his jaws.
"Look, boy. She's beggin' for it, and all you want to do is smell hot crotches," Gus said,
bending down and pushing the big shepherd forward.
Barbara groaned and growled deeper in her throat as the shepherd continued to
hesitate. Barbara clenched her teeth tightly together in sexual frustration. She didn't
care about wondering about how sick this all was. Her cunt was on fire now, and
obviously the only way it was about to be put out was through the dog. She didn't hear
the men commenting about her snatch. She didn't hear Gus' humiliating remarks about
what kind of woman she must be. All Barbara cared about now was King and her hot
cunt.
"Get on your back, honey. Take him on like a man," Gus said as he pushed the
growling dog away from her cunt and flipped her around on the floor.
Barbara just grunted with the sudden move, then flipped up her legs and spread them
as wide apart as she could.
"Told you that bitch would take on anything if she gets hot enough," Gus said as he
gave his stiff cock a few more hard jerks.
His remark stung Barbara. She seemed to wake up and realize what was going on. The
blonde looked between her legs at the big dog and shuddered. His long, pink tongue
hung limply out of the right side of his mouth as spittle trickled off its pointed tip and
splashed to the floor. King's pointed red dick was fully extended out of its shaft now,
throbbing in the air and bouncing against his furry belly. The blonde screamed in
horror, closing her eyes and shaking her head back and forth as Gus led the panting
dog up to her belly.
"Lick her good, boy," Gus grunted as he leered at Barbara.
"GOD!" Barbara groaned as she felt the dog's large, furry head push in against her
trembling thighs. Almost involuntarily, the blonde reached up and stroked his head
with her right hand. She was actually coaxing King forward while she pushed up her
cuntlips in his face. Barbara couldn't believe she was doing this. It was like standing
back and watching another woman who looked like her do things that she found
disgusting.
"Fuck her," Gus growled.
"Fuck her," the other men chortled, as they drew closer and watched the scene.
"Fuck me," Barbara found herself pleading to the dog.
King seemed to understand all of them, and especially Barbara. The shepherd pushed
forward, licking her snatch hungrily with his long wet tongue.
"OHHH, FUCKIN' JESUS! OHHH, LICK ME!" Barbara couldn't believe how good it
felt to feel a long, sandy tongue sloshing in and out and around her pussy. It sank deep
into her hot crack, digging into the back of her box. Then it slobbered up to her
asshole, sanding across the brown puckered skin of her shitter before it slipped back
down to her cunny.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Barbara whimpered uncontrollably as the dog lapped up her oozing
cunt-juices. The blonde reached down and spread her asscheeks apart, forcing her
pussylips to spring open and peel back for the animal. She bucked with excitement as
she felt King's hot, wet tongue slide over and over the tiny, twitching sex organ that
seemed to threaten to rip loose.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried, feeling her mind growing dizzy with unspeakable passion.
He was licking her naked thighs frenziedly now. His muzzle slipped into her cunt,
bringing more fiery shivers that spread quickly over her skin. Barbara felt herself
growing weak as King's lapping and slobbering turned her into a babbling sex machine.
"UHHH," Barbara growled incoherently. She choked, trying to get the air back in her
lungs. King made funny, low growling noises deep in his powerful throat as he plowed
her cuntlips open and slopped up the hot juice that poured out of her snatch. Barbara
thought the whole scene was crazy. It just couldn't be happening to her. But there it
was, and it was so good. Barbara reached up and touched his perky dog ears again. She
lowered her hands and caressed his long muzzle and opened mouth. Suddenly King
seemed to go into some kind of animal fury that dragged out another shuddering groan
from her throat. She was finally getting her breath back. But her back hurt from the
hard, scratchy floor.
"She that hot with you?" one of the hands asked Gus as he watched Barbara thrash on
the floor.
"Hotter," Gus muttered, wondering if the blonde had moaned and grunted as much
with him.
"Ohhh, noooo," Barbara moaned. But she didn't really mean it. Her voice was only a
hoarse, tight whisper. King seemed to sense her urgency and didn't make a move that
might show he'd obey her. Barbara closed her thighs, clamping his forepaws between
them. King growled and closed his jaws down on her sensitive flesh. Barbara felt his
fangs sink in deeper as he fastened his hot brown eyes, watching for her reaction.
Barbara grew dizzier with the mixture of pleasure and pain his biting was producing.
The animal seemed to have an uncanny intelligence, watching her closely and forcing
her to do what he wanted.
When the pain became too sharp, Barbara spread her legs for him again. King yelped
and wiggled his nose deep into her cuntal slot. The rough wetness of his pointed, cold
nose excited her clit into sparking sexuality. Barbara knew that the dog couldn't know
what to do with that little mound of sputtering flesh. He just couldn't, she thought.
"OHHHH! SHIT!" Barbara cried, closing her eyes tightly and pressing her head against
the floor of the barn as she felt her pussy explode with pre-orgasmic spasms. His sloppy
licking rape had been centered on her clit, licking and slobbering it up to full hotness
and stiffness. Her clit stood up there in her cunt, completely unhooded and vulnerable
to King's unrestrained lapping. His tongue drove around the squiggle of her trigger.
After another minute, Barbara felt herself rocketing toward climax – a climax that
would be brought on by a German shepherd!
"Like it, hon?" Gus asked.
But Barbara couldn't speak. She opened her eyes and saw a blur in front of her. She
guessed it was all those ranch hands Gus had dragged in to see her humiliation. But she
didn't care any more. She lifted her knees slightly, feeling almost like a dog herself. The
sound of King's mouth stroking her mushy cunt was driving her out of her mind.
Barbara threw out her arms and lay on the floor, clutching at the loose hay as stubble
stuck in her long, flailing blonde hair. Barbara didn't want anyone to help her out
anymore. She'd given herself completely up to the hot, wet feeling roaring over her
violated pussy now. Her knees banged together in delightful ecstasy as the German
shepherd's tongue sloshed in and out of her exposed, peeled pussy now.
"Look at her go! Shit, she's movin' around the floor just like one of us were on her,"
Gus said, grunting angrily as he felt his hot jizz boiling up from his balls. The other
men grunted in agreement as they frigged themselves up to a good, hot cum. It, was
obvious that they planned to fire their jizz right into Barbara's pinched face when the
time came to orgasm.
But still Barbara wasn't aware of what was going on around her. She didn't even know
that her hips were moving in time to the dog's licking. That is, she didn't realize it until
the prickling sharp hay stubble shoved between her asscheeks and tickled her tight
asshole. King was at her feet now, mouthing her toes and ankles. She looked at the
dog's passionate movements. She let her head fall back on the floor. Then he was
licking her knees, and back to her thighs again, then eating up her aching cunt. Barbara
pressed herself up to him, opening her legs until she felt the muscles in her ass cramp
up with tension. She was giving up every inch of pussy to him, every hot wet fold to his
mouth as the dog growled, sloshed, and growled some more.
"OHHH! FASTER! FASTER!" Barbara cried as she suddenly felt that familiar hard
knot beginning to grow bigger and tighter deep in her heaving belly. She could sense
that her spitsloshed cunt was about to be flooded. The dog seemed to sense it, too. King
started to lick more furiously, sloshing his tongue sloppily in and out of the woman's
steaming cunt. Barbara wriggled more wildly across the floor now, bouncing the balls of
her heels against the dog's humping back as her pussy tightened more and more. King
slid his tongue across her trembling asscheeks, poking its pointed tip into her bung.
Then he drew it back across her bouncing buns, jamming its sandy hot surface back
into the blonde's juicing slot.
"AHHH!" Barbara gasped as she felt her entire body wind up like the mainspring of a
clock. She threw out her arms one more time and dug her fingernails into the floor as
she felt her cunt screwing up for the final explosion. The veins stood out in Barbara's
neck, and her nipples tingled as her orgasm began.
"FASTER! FASTER!" Barbara demanded as she tightened her legs around the
shepherd's hot, furry body. His hot sexuality finally drove Barbara over the edge. Her
screams turned into one long, high-pitched yowl as the first contraction ripped over her
box.
"OWWWW! OHHH! AAIIIEEE!" Barbara shrieked as she lost her breath and fought
to get it back. It was a painful orgasm, ripping and tugging at every inch of her body as
the dog continued to lap and slosh his tongue in and out of her spasming cunt.
"Don't shoot yet," Gus warned the other hands as he gripped his red dickshaft and
tried to prevent the tightly packed jizz in his balls from spraying out into the air.
"OHHHH! F-F-FUCK!" Barbara howled and yelped as she spasmed and convulsed.
Still King gouged and lapped, driving his hot nose into the mouth of, her cunt. Her
orgasm knifed through her bucking body like a rusty saw, making her scream more
loudly with agonized ecstasy than she'd ever done before.
"OHHHhhh," Barbara groaned, her voice trailing off into a number of broken
whimpers as she curled up into a fetal position. Still King wedged strongly between her
thighs. Barbara reached around and scratched him hard, digging her fingernails into his
thick gray and white coat. King's paws were wide – set on the floor as he tried to keep
her cuntlips open to him. It was then Barbara realized that the big dog hadn't fired his
load yet, and was still hot.
"Well, like her, guys?" Gus asked, putting his hands on his hips and looked down at
Barbara.
Suddenly all the horror and disgrace of what had just happened shot back to her. The
loveliness of her orgasm with King faded like a dream in front of Gus' sneer. She felt
shamed, cheap and degraded. She'd been forced to strip in front of all these people and
perform an unnatural act of bestiality with a German shepherd. And they were all
watching her meanwhile, frigging their stiff cocks as she yowled and hunched her ass
over the barn floor.
"You've had your fun, Gus. Now let me go," Barbara gasped as she tried to stagger to
her feet.
"Oh no, honey. You're not. finished yet," Gus said, reaching down and pushing her
back to her knees. At the same time he hunched forward, dangling his cock in front of
her mouth. "Suck on this little baby first, honey."
Barbara raised her eyes and looked at Gus. She could have bit off his dick with her
front teeth and spat it in his face. How could he humiliate her like this? He'd barely
known her. And yet he seemed to be enjoying this sort of filthy degradation he was
heaping on her.
"I said suck on it," Gus grunted more insistently, reaching down and clamping his
fingers on her head.
Barbara obeyed, opening her mouth and drawing the bulbous cockhead into her oral
cavity. Her tongue ran in tiny circles over the big blonde\92s cockhead, dipping
occasionally into the tight piss-slit and drawing off drops of cum. It was just like the
afternoon in the recreation room. Barbara sucked harder and harder as she felt Gus'
cock grow and lengthen more and more. It filled up her mouth as it throbbed crazily
with sexual heat. Barbara felt it was a shame that a prick this hot and beautiful could be
attached to a man so disgusting and cruel.
"Shit, she's just come and she is hotter than an oven," Gus moaned as he began to
rotate his hips slowly, churning his cock around and around in Barbara's mouth. King
yelped and danced about Barbara constantly, nibbling at her ankles and trying to get
her on her back again. But Gus wouldn't let her. He dug his fingers harder into her
skull, pumping his cock faster and faster as spittle oozed out from between his shaft and
the blonde's tightly clamped lips.
"Come on, kid. You were so hot for her. Let's get sucked together," Gus said, signaling
Ed to join him.
"I don't know. It sounds kinda queer to-" Ed started.
"Come on," Gus repeated, whispering huskily as he motioned Ed to hurry up.
The other men pushed the blond-headed boy forward. Barbara looked up and saw his
fullyextended dick. It wasn't nearly as long as Gus' but it was a little thicker.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Barbara babbled as Ed hunched up against Gus, then slid his prick
next to the ranch hand's and jammed it into Barbara's stretched mouth. The cocks slid
against one another like two slick sticks setting a fire deep inside her gut. Barbara felt
her cunny glowing hot again. Pussy juice started to seep out from between the swelling
outer labes, trickling through her matted blonde cunt hairs and oozing down her
thighs. Barbara could feel every vein, every wrinkle slide across her stretched lips as she
reached up with both hands and ran her fingers along the full lengths of both cocks.
"GONNA COME! G-GONNA-"
"Easy kid," Gus warned. But it was too late.
Barbara felt something hot and wet spatter against her throat. She didn't have enough
time to swallow and her mouth quickly filled up with Ed's shooting jizz.
"OHHH, FUCK!" the boy groaned as he swayed back and forth.
Barbara gasped for breath, making sucking, wet gasping sounds. Quickly the blonde
pushed away from the two men, spitting out the incredible amount of hot cum that Ed
had spattered into her.
"Whew! For a kid you've got a lot of jizz," Gus said admiringly as he watched Barbara
spit out the last of the boy's hot spunk.
"You bastards! You think you can get away with anything," Barbara said huskily as she
fought to get control of herself. She couldn't believe all this was happening to her in
one night. She'd been stripped so long and tortured in front of these men that it
seemed somehow to be the natural order of things. She looked sadly at the pile of
clothes in one comer of the barn. She'd purposely taken great care in picking out a pair
of slacks and a shirt like blouse to impress Bob Decker. The blonde had taken great
care to fix her hair and look her best. Now she was kneeling on the floor of a barn with
hay stubble stuck in her hair and on her body. God, when would the nightmare end?
she wondered.
"Okay, honey. It's time to go back to the dog," Gus said, pushing Barbara back down to
the floor.
It'll be over after this. Just pang on, girl, Barbara told herself as she swung around again
and crouched on her hands and knees.
"She's gonna be real freaky after this fuck. I've seen it happen before," one of the hands
said as King trotted up behind the crouch by Barbara. Somehow, the blonde had a
feeling that the man would be right.


Chapter 5

"Okay, King, you're gonna fuck Barbara right now. She wants to feel that. doggie prick
up her pussy," Gus said, stroking the shepherd's firm underbelly with his right hand.
"Go on, raise that ass of yours up so he can get in."
Barbara bent down, drawing her knees up under her belly and sinking forward until her
tits pressed hard against the floor. Her ass rose high in the air. King barked excitedly,
then leaped quickly into action.
"OHHHH!" Barbara groaned as she was almost pushed flat to the floor by the animal's
heavy weight. King growled and whined, hunching his haunches wildly as his hot,
knotty cock banged against Barbara's asscheeks. The blonde reached back and tried to
push him off. She was having doubts about getting willingly fucked by King. If he was
going to ram his cock in her, it would have to be by force.
"Leave him alone," Gus said, bending down and wrapping her hair around his fingers.
Barbara cried out in pain as the ranch hand yanked up hard twice. "Leave him alone
and let him do what he has to."
Barbara moaned in pain and shook her head. The dog moved around, positioning
himself as he tried to guide his cock into her cunt-mouth. The men stood around,
wondering just how long it would take the dog to find her churning cunt. Barbara felt
her mind go blank as she felt the drooling, red, pointed tip of King's dick shaft finally
drag across her outer labes. The dog sensed that he'd found the target and started
humping forward. At first he couldn't penetrate the blonde's clenching pussylips.
Barbara was holding them together as tightly as she could. But King was just as
determined as she was. The powerful dog growled, then dug his sharp claws into her
sides as he positioned himself for better leverage. There was a powerful forward thrust;
then another; and then a third. That last one did it. Barbara gave up and relaxed, letting
King's knobby dick into her hole. She felt her stomach contract and chum as the hot,
knotty slippery surface of the shepherd's dong pushed her rumbling cuntal walls apart.
A dog was in her! An animal was actually fucking her! Barbara shook her head back
and forth, moaning in disbelief. This couldn't be happening to her. A dog actually
fucking her! It was too horrible! Oh, Jesus, it was far too horrible for her to think
about! And yet she was beginning to enjoy it. It was almost the same reaction she had
when King started to lick her off. At first the idea of that happening sickened her. Then
her pussy fired up so hot that it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world. Now
he was fucking her. At first, Barbara wondered just how she could have let this happen.
But slowly her pussy began to glow and sputter with excitement, and Barbara began to
forget about how sick this all might seem later.
"Ohhhh," Barbara found herself sighing happily as throbs began to fill her ass. The
blonde couldn't believe her pussy could be this hot, especially after coming so shortly
before.
"Fuck her, boy," Gus coaxed the dog.
But King didn't need any encouragement. He started humping her, licking the back of
her neck passionately as his loins pumped in and out more quickly with each passing
second. The room was filled with Barbara's yowls and the dog's yelps as the woman
swayed and bucked in time to her fucking. He drove his dong harder and harder until
Barbara could feel the last big knot bang against her cuntlips. She sucked in her breath
sharply as she felt King push that big lump past her snatch lips and slide it into the
throat of her pussy.
"AHHHH!" Barbara groaned in ecstatic agony as she squirmed on the floor. Barbara
reached up and squeezed her tits, kneading the hot, spongy flesh like soft balls of
dough as she felt King's heavy balls slap her asscheeks as they swung forward.
"OHHHH, NOOOO!" Barbara howled as she felt her pussy tighten up again. She
couldn't believe it. She was heading for another climax! Barbara gave herself up to the
hot, furry, scratchy feeling of King's belly against her back. His tongue dripped rivers of
hot spittle on her neck and back as he humped and hunched more wildly than before.
As the big knot in the dog's jerking cock worked deeper into her cunt, stretching the
sensitive wet walls more and more, Barbara felt her body about to explode with sexual
pleasure. She felt that familiar knot of sexual tension building up deep in her gut as
King growled and whined loudly. Barbara knew that he was about to fire his load in her
twat.
"Come!" Barbara cried.
"Think he's gonna shoot soon?" one of the hands asked Gus as he held tightly onto his
bobbing cock.
"He's close. Look at the way his ass is goin'. Shit, he's humpin' her faster than a bitch
spaniel in heat," Gus said as he frigged his dong wildly. Drops of jizz oozed freely from
the pissslit, greasing down his cock and making his finger-massage more deliciously
pleasing as he aimed his swollen dickhead at Barbara's flushed face.
"Ohhh, God!" Barbara whimpered as she threw her head back and forth, whipping the
strands of her long blonde hair across her wrists. She felt those knobs shoving and
sliding against her rumbling cuntal walls, producing shocks of sexual pleasure that
rippled through her pussy. King was close to coming and so was she. Barbara suddenly
was possessed by the desire for both her and the shepherd to come together.
"Ohhhh!" Barbara cried suddenly. Somehow she'd lost her balance and fell forward,
hitting her chin on the floor and pulling free of King's dick. The shepherd yelped
desperately, crawling on top of her and hunching his dick against her firm, bouncing
butt cheeks.
"No, boy, no," Barbara cried as she struggled up and tried to get back into her old
position.
But something went wrong. Somehow the angle was different, and she found King's
cock passing up her pussy and spearing nicely into her asshole.
"Jesus, look at that!" Ed cried as Barbara choked out a cry of disbelief when she felt the
cock plowing through her asshole. She screamed and thrashed, trying to pull away from
the dog. But it was almost impossible to crawl away from King now. He had her held
tightly around the tits, refusing to give her any room to move. The dog wasn't going to
let her get away as she'd almost done a few minutes ago. In fact, Barbara sensed that
the animal preferred her shithole. It was tighter and probably more inviting to him
because of that. King rammed his prong into her shitter more wildly now, sending at
least two inches of dog meat slithering into her asshole. Barbara tensed up and pushed
back against the hunching animal. But he continued to hold on as tightly as he could.
All her movements just tightened her asshole's grip on his cock and made the dog more
eager to finish the act he'd accidentally begun.
"AHHHH! OHHH, G-GOD H-HELP ME!" Barbara moaned. Her degradation was
complete. Fucked in the ass. Horror swept over her as she still tried to get away from
the animal. Her pussy was still fiery, but this time the blonde was in control of her
mind. She might come all right, but she wouldn\92t forget the disgusting act that was
making her pop off like that.
"N-N-NOOOO!" the blonde sobbed in genuine fear and pain as more of King's cock
plunged into her ass. The dog's cock might have tapered down to a fine point at the tip,
but the main shaft was about as wide as two of her fingers. For a second it felt as
though a spike had been speared into her ass. His cock opened her shit-chute like a
steel wedge. Barbara shook and trembled from the sudden attack, not noticing that the
pain was gradually turning into a dull ache, and then, finally, into a strange kind of
pleasure. She began to realize that her asshole was equipped with nerve endings that
were sending pulses of delicious pleasure and. pain to her cunt. And most surprising of
all was how her pussy was reacting. It spasmed and contracted, sending out torrents of
juice through the long fuck tunnel to trickle out between her fat, hot outer labes.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Barbara groaned as King tried to plow his last big knot into her
shitter. It was too big to get into her tight bunghole, but that didn't keep the animal
from trying. He fucked as much cock as he could into her asshole, fighting to jam that
knot into her bung. Barbara could feel that big lump hammering against the rim of her
shithole. The resulting reaction was an exciting tingle that made her gasp and moan for
more.
"Shit! I can't see how that fuckin' animal can last this long," Gus groaned as he felt his
cock about to explode.
"OHHH, G-G-GODDDD!" Barbara stammered as she felt her cunt knotting up into
that familiar ball of sexual tension. She couldn't believe it, but her pussy was acting just
as if a cock was knifing in and out of it. She felt King's cock begin to swell up in her
ass, and knew that the dog was about to fire. At the same time, Barbara felt her clit
vibrating like a tuning fork, burning like a California forest fire as her twat puckered in
and throbbed with climactic excitement. Barbara inhaled deeply as she felt the first wad
of doggie jizz shoot through the animal's cock-tip and plow into her tight, brown,
sucking asshole.
"NNGHHH!" the woman howled as she felt her own orgasm blow off in her pussy.
"Goddamn it, now," Gus groaned, sliding his powerful fingers up and down the
throbbing shaft.
Barbara continued to yelp and howl along with the dog, ignoring the torrent of jizz that
suddenly showered on her thrashing body. All the ranch hands came, including young
Ed, sending a barrage of cum arcing into the air and sprinkling down onto the young
blonde woman's body. Jizz drooled down her tits, face and sides as she continued to
howl with climactic contractions ripping and tearing at the hollow cunt.
"Ohhhh," Barbara finally howled, feeling the last spasm sweep over her clit. She
collapsed on the floor while King yanked out his pointed dick. The big shepherd trotted
over into one comer of the barn and sat down, curling up and licking his flaccid prick
while Barbara curled up protectively and felt a stream of the animal's warm jizz leak out
of her shitter and ooze down her buttcheeks;
"Whew! She's a hot little bunny," Gus said, milking out the last bit of jizz from his dick
before flipping it into his jeans and zipping up. "I don't think there's gonna be a horny
dog around here now," he chuckled, throwing back his head and breaking into a long,
hard laugh. Barbara lay on the floor and closed her eyes, turning her head away from
the cluster of men near her. She felt completely degraded. The blonde realized now
fully what had happened and wanted to vomit with disgust. How could she have let
something like this happen to her? Why didn't she scream? Even with all those men
around her, somebody would've come and rescued her. Maybe she actually wanted to
be dragged through the gutters of sexuality. Maybe there was something deep inside her
then insisted she be humiliated and hurt before she could experience any kind of real
sexual pleasure. Barbara couldn't answer these questions right now. All she wanted was
to be left alone.
"Just go away," the blonde moaned, hunching her knees up to her tits.
"Aw, well, don't worry. Whenever you've got the hots for something kinky, just ring
me up, honey," Gus said, bending down and slapping her reddened ass with the flat of
his right hand. She didn't respond, laying there quietly until she heard the last man
walk out of the barn. King was still in the comer, now curled up and falling to sleep
just as if nothing had happened. Slowly, Barbara staggered to her feet and walked
dreamily over to her pile of clothes. Globs of cooling jizz still clung to her skin as she
bent down and started to pull on her slacks. Barbara looked at the smears of jizz and
felt hot tears springing to her eyes. How could she ever look at herself in the mirror
again? My God, what have I done? Barbara asked herself as she started to pull up the
pants. Then waves of overwhelming shame and guilt swept over her mind. The blonde
sobbed violently, swaying back and forth as she kept screaming, no, no, no. Finally,
Barbara couldn't take anymore and collapsed to the floor, rolling in the dirt and hay,
beating the floor with her fists as the full weight of her humiliation fell down heavily on
her tortured mind.

* * *

"Barbara, what's wrong?" Kathy asked as the blonde stumbled into the cabin. Her hair
was filthy and filled with wisps of hay and clumps of dirt. Barbara glanced in the
mirror. She looked like an accident victim.
"Nothing," Barbara muttered as she walked by Kathy who was sitting in bed reading.
"Nothing? Honey, you look like an Amtrak train just ran over you. What happened out
there?" Kathy asked as she put down her book, threw off the covers, and swung her legs
over the edge of the bed...
"I said nothing, now just LEAVE ME ALONE!" Barbara cried, spinning around and
clenching her fingers .together into two tight fists. She didn't want anyone prying into
her affairs now. What happened to her in the barn was a secret she didn't want
everybody knowing about.
"Oh, Barbara, rape?" Kathy asked, lifting her right hand and covering her mouth.
Barbara stared at Kathy blankly, then nodded quickly. Her sense of shame was
overcome by her sudden desire to tell somebody what had happened to her.
"Oh, honey. I'm sorry. It's my fault for bringing you up here. You wanted a little sex,
but nothing like this," Kathy said, putting her arms around Barbara tenderly.
"Oh, God, Kathy, you don't understand," Barbara started to say.
"Oh, yes I do. The same thing happened to me once when I was living with my folks in
Cleveland. I thought the world was going to end, but..." Kathy began to rattle off.
"No, you don't understand," Barbara moaned, pushing Kathy away and turning around
slowly. She walked over to the desk next to the wall and leaned against it. Slowly,
Barbara raised her head and looked into the mirror that hung just above the desk.
Kathy was looking strangely at her. "They used dogs," the blonde said, closely watching
her friend's reaction to her sudden revelation.
"What!" Kathy exclaimed, wondering if she'd heard correctly.
Barbara swallowed and gathered her courage. "I said they used dogs on me," Barbara
moaned, feeling waves of disgust sweep over her.
"Oh, God!" Kathy muttered.
"Yes, oh, God!" Barbara moaned, pushing herself up from the desk and staggering
toward the bathroom. As she heard Kathy groaning in disbelief, Barbara could feel
rivulets of cool doggie cum leaking out from her stretched, aching asshole and trickling
down her leg. The blonde wanted to wash her violated body as quickly as possible.
Barbara felt as if she'd just been rolled in shit.
"But why – how?" Kathy finally managed.
"I thought Bob Decker was going to be there. At least, that's what Gus sort of implied
this afternoon," Barbara confessed, realizing gradually that she'd asked for what had
happened.
"When did he tell you this?" Kathy asked. "When he – fucked me this afternoon in the
recreation hall," Barbara blurted, feeling the blood rush quickly to her face.
"In the recreation hall?" Kathy cried out, then broke out into laughter. "On top of the
TV, or did you two at least make it to the pool table?"
"Don't be funny, Kathy. What just happened to me..." Barbara started to say, feeling
tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't finish the sentence. The idea of being fucked
by dogs – and in the ass – made her stomach still chum with horror.
"Oh, I'm sorry honey," Kathy said, putting her arm around her friend and hugging her.
"I didn't mean to laugh about that. That's not funny at all," Kathy murmured as she
started to lead the blonde to bed.
"I've got to wash this shit off," Barbara said, shaking Kathy free gently and walking
back to the bathroom.
"Okay, hon. nut what you really need is a good night's sleep. We'll talk about what to
do in the morning," Kathy said as Barbara disappeared in the bathroom.
"I don't want to do anything, Kathy. All I want is to get the hell out of here," Barbara
shouted through the locked bathroom door. Quickly she peeled off her torn and dirty
clothes, tossing them with disgust in the far comer of the bathroom. Pieces of hay and
dirt still clung to her shapely legs and full tits. Barbara groaned again as she thought of
the howling dog and the hot, furry feel of his belly on her back. The blonde turned on
the water, testing it for hotness as she remembered the dog's powerful banging against
her ass as the animal's long, pointed cock swelled and vibrated wildly in her stretched
shitter. As Barbara climbed into the shower stall, she tried to blot the incident out of
her mind. But that was impossible. While the water cascaded down her slowly twisting
body, Barbara could still feel King's prickly fur against her body. And what was more
disturbing was the fact that the entire incident wasn't all that unpleasurable.
God, what am I turning into? Barbara wondered as she soaped down her tits, belly and
thighs. She pushed two fingers into her asshole to clean out the remaining dog jizz,
feeling cold chills of revulsion ripple up and down her spine. As much as she hated
what had happened to her, Barbara almost felt like going back to the barn to see if King
were still there. You're sick, girl, Barbara said to herself. But that unspeakable thrill
she'd felt when King blew his wad in her hung over her troubled mind like a cloud.

* * *

"Wh-what's happening?" Barbara suddenly cried out into the darkened room. She felt
something warm and squiggly worming its way between her tightly clenched thighs.
The blonde had been having a nightmare about a pack of dogs chasing her through the
high chaparral country around the ranch. She shot up from the bed, dripping in a cold
sweat of horror. It was then when she realized something was crawling up between her
legs.
"Sorry, hon, but I just couldn't stop myself. You were lying there stark naked, and that
fuckin' moonlight just made your body glow. Couldn't help myself," Kathy muttered as
she continued to plow her slender fingers through Barbara's kinky cuntal curls.
"Kathy? How could you? Oh, my God, don't!" Barbara howled as she reached down
and slapped her friend's invading hand away from her pussy.
"Look, for a girl who just been banged by a dog, you're pretty picky about who's gonna
slip one between your legs," Kathy said angrily.
"Oh, God! How could you say something like that, Kathy?" Barbara said, feeling terror,
panic and hurt all at the same time. She couldn't believe that this friend of hers was a
dyke! That was impossible. Kathy had the reputation of screwing like a rabbit. Could it
be possible that all that was a front, and she really preferred tonguing off women?
"I'm sorry, Barb," Kathy apologized, inching her fingers back to her friend's twat. The
brunette was sitting on her lower legs and feet next to her, looking straight into her
wondering eyes. Barbara felt the girl's right hand slide up over her right thigh, then slip
slowly toward her cunt. This time Barbara didn't fight off her friend. There was
something touching and tender in this move. God only knows that Barbara needed
some tenderness tonight. She'd just been ground up in the mill and spat out. As
Kathy's fingers inched closer to the first line of cuntal curls growing backward on the
blonde's upper thighs, Barbara slowly lowered herself back down on the bed and closed
her eyes. This wasn't too bad. She closed her eyes and groaned softly as she felt Kathy's
fingertips toy gently with her pussyhairs.
"Ahhhh!" Barbara moaned as she felt one finger blush lightly over her cuntlips. This
was crazy! She'd never even thought about making it with another woman before. All
her life it's been nothing but men. But now...
"Like it, don't you honey?" Kathy moaned above her.
Barbara opened her eyes and saw that the brunette was squeezing her hot, spongy tit
and the nipple hardened with each massaging motion. She could tell that Kathy was
steaming up fast. What was even more amazing was that the girl's sexual excitement
seemed to be transferring to her own pussy. As Kathy's fingers strayed and wandered
more frequently over Barbara's furry mound, the blonde began to feel hot, tight
sensations rippling over her twat.
"Mmmm," Barbara babbled as she shut her eyes again and surrendered herself
completely to Kathy's probing fingers.


Chapter 6

"Oh, Kathy, this isn't right," Barbara moaned as Kathy inched between her now widely
splayed legs. Her tittles dangled inches over the blonde's half-opened mouth. For some
strange reason, Barbara had the almost uncontrollab!e urge to reach up and cup her
friend's boobs with her hands. She licked her lower lips, fighting the urge that rippled
over her body.
"Forget that now," the girl moaned, slowly lowering her body to Barbara's. The blonde
inhaled sharply as she felt her friend's cuntal curls come into contact with her own.
Barbara's ragged breath became a low moan as Kathy's hot, swollen pussylips pressed
lovingly against hers. She could feel something hot and wet suddenly trickling down
her thighs. Barbara didn't know if that was her own pussy juice or Kathy's being
squeezed out into the open by the sudden pressure.
"Like that, babe?" Kathy said in a low, hot whisper as she slowly ground her body
against Barbara's.
The blonde could only moan in response. She squeezed her butt cheeks together gently,
hunching her crotch up slightly against Kathy's. The brunette's swollen labes were
digging more harshly into hers now, peeling back her outer lips and sinking slowly into
the hot, dark pink hole that was oozing pussy juice. Kathy's wiry, scratchy cunt hairs
seemed to find tiny sensual triggers wherever they wandered on the blonde's bucking
body.
"That's it, that's it," Barbara moaned as she felt Kathy's fingers wander up her sides
now, straying up until they came into contact with her boobs.
"Come on, Barb. Suck my titties," Kathy said as she hunched her body higher up on
the bed. She rubbed her jugs with both hands, then lowered her body until those big
tits waved teasingly over the blonde's flushed face. Barbara found that her clit was
beginning to swell and tickle achingly as her friend's jugs hung deliciously over her
mouth.
"Suck my titties!" Kathy said a little more desperately now as she clenched her thighs
together and rolled her plump asscheeks back and forth, rubbing her twitching clit with
her own slick, hot cuntal walls. "I've wanted you to suck these titties from the first day I
saw you," the girl admitted.
Barbara almost thought about pulling away. So the truth was out! Barbara found it hard
to believe, but it looked like Kathy was a dyke! She might roll in the sack with men, but
she really dug women more.
I should get out of here, Barbara thought as Kathy's titties brushed against her upper
lips. God only knows, if being fucked in the shitter by a dog, then being propositioned
by a dyke in the same night wasn't reason enough for getting the hell out of a place,
Barbara didn't know what was. But then there was her cunt, sucking in air and its raw,
swollen lips being rubbed together in a gnawing style. The hot, tight feeling was getting
worse. Suddenly Barbara found her mouth opening and her tongue flying out. She
wanted to lick Kathy's tits. It was the only thing that seemed to matter at this second...
"Ohhhh, that's it, honey. Ohhhh, yeah, Barb. You sure you haven't done this before?"
Kathy asked as she closed her eyes and swayed back and forth on the bed. Barbara just
licked the hot, silky-smooth flesh with the tip of her tongue, enjoying the salty taste of
the brunette's sweat as it trickled down the boob-flesh and collected in tiny beads at the
tips.
"Suck! Suck!" Kathy groaned.
Barbara decided to try something different. She hunched herself up in bed, reaching up
and holding one tit carefully with her right hand. As Kathy moaned louder, Barbara
bent forward and opened her mouth wide, cupping her lips around the taut, brown
nipple. She sucked as hard as she could while she flicked her tongue around the
sparking mound of tit-flesh.
"AHHHH!" Kathy cried out, lurching forward and knocking Barbara off her boob.
Barbara didn't answer her friend. Reaching back up, the blonde grabbed Kathy's tit
again and glued her mouth to the hard nipple flesh, sealing it with a layer of spittle as
she sucked loudly and hard.
"UNNNN!" Kathy cried, hunching forward again and nearly suffocating Barbara as she
washed the girl's tit with spit. The blonde slathered the hard nipple with her own
spittle, biting gently into the hard, tender flesh until Kathy was begging and moaning
for mercy.
"OHHH, GOD!" the girl howled, falling back and yanking her tit away from Barbara.
The two women panted heavily, looking at one another like two bitch animals in heat.
Barbara could feel the sexual heat radiating from Kathy's drooling snatch. She could see
the thick, blood-heavy labes of her friend twitching wildly, even in the semi-darkness of
the bedroom. At the same time, Barbara couldn't ignore the desperately hot, tight
feeling that had taken over her own leaking snatch. Her twat hairs bristled with
excitement as she rubbed her legs together like two sticks trying to start a fire. Barbara
was rubbing her thighs together faster now, the subtle friction of her inner pussy walls
rubbing against the tiny hard mound of sex-flesh that sent out messages of orgasmic
intensity through her body. She felt her eyes glaze over and fallout of focus as thrilling
spasms of lust rocked her body. Barbara was amazed that another woman could do this
to her!
"Ever suck pussy?" Kathy suddenly blurted out.
"What!" Barbara cried out in disbelief. That question brought her back to reality.
"What!" Kathy mimicked her friend as she smiled hotly at the twisting blonde.
"Kathy, I don't do those kind of things. I mean, not with women."
"You suck cunts with men?" Kathy asked, throwing back her head and laughing loudly.
"I-I mean," Barbara stammered nervously, feeling extremely confused. Everything was
spinning around her. This whole night was unreal. Everything that had happened to
her was like something off a high school bathroom wall.
"I guess you haven't. Well, that's one thing you're virgin at," Kathy chuckled as she
started crawling on her knees closer and closer to Barbara's mouth.
"No, Kathy. Please, don't make me do it," Barbara pleaded with the brunette.
"Make you do it? Honey, your cunt's like a blast furnace and you're worried about
making me do anything with you? Barb, face up to facts. Whether you may like it or
not, you want my pussy and tits as badly as I want yours," the brunette said softly as
she pushed her snatch forward.
Barbara looked at the gleaming snatch now only a few inches in front of her face.
Through the dark, thick matting of Kathy's wiry pussy hairs, Barbara could see the
thick, swollen labes. They twitched occasionally, betraying the wild spasms that must be
shooting up and down the girl's box.
"Come on, honey. We haven't got all night," Kathy said as she squeezed her asscheeks
together and hunched her furry box forward again.
Barbara raised her head again until her lips were even with her friend's drooling labes.
They seemed to hang open for a few seconds, then snap shut, only to slacken up again
and pull apart once more. Barbara stared in fascination at this kind of trip-action. She
guessed that her snatch must operate in the same way when excited. But this was the
first time that the blonde had come face to face with a pussy in action.
"SUCK IT!"
Barbara continued to stare in fascination. She looked at the thick, tangled growth of
pussy hairs in front of her. It was like staring into a hot, wet jungle. Because of the
bright moonlight that flooded the room, Barbara could see the dark, slick pink
membranes pulling, relaxing, and pulling again inside the girl juice-slicked fuck-hole.
"Jesus, Kathy, I-"
"Please, Barby, please," Kathy begged, hunching her body forward again.
"All right," Barbara said in a tiny voice, sighing deeply as she hung open her lips and
stuck out her tongue. Slowly, the blonde pushed her head forward until she could feel
one of her friend's stiff pussy hairs against the tip of her tongue. Barbara stopped for a
second, trying to muster up the courage to go forward. The acrid, pungent odor of
Kathy's vaporizing snatch juice was almost overpowering. Hot wet heat blasted her
flushed face as Barbara sighed again and pushed forward again. More pussy hairs
scratched her upper and lower lips as Kathy groaned and rocked more heavily back and
forth. Barbara could feel her cheeks brushing up against that pubic forest as her own
pussy started to drool and twitch.
"Oh, Barbara," Kathy groaned, hunching forward and burying her friend's face deep
into her snatch. The blonde responded by digging her tongue as far as she could into
Kathy's contracting box. The hot fluid that oozed out and trickled onto her flicking
tongue tasted strong and salty.
"Ohhhh, Godddd!" Kathy groaned as she reached down and ran her fingers through
Barbara's long, silky blonde hair. Barbara felt strange hot flashes of lust and emotion
run through her body as her tongue scraped along the rumbling walls of Kathy's pussy.
She'd never felt how slick the insides of a woman's pussy was before. No wonder men
loved to eat a woman's box before fucking them. There was something tasty, almost
delicious in slurping up the oozing pussy juices while chewing on that soft, rubbery hot
flesh that lined a drooling snatch.
"Oh, God, honey. You're sooooo good. I can't believe that you've never eaten snatch
before. Oh, baby, you don't know how much I've wanted this. Ohhhhh, fuck honey.
Eat that box.
Mmmmm, yeah, that's right, that's it, THAT'S IT!" Kathy moaned over and over as
Barbara continued to slurp, chew and tongue.
The blonde moaned lowly, sending vocal vibrations rumbling through the brunette's
snatch. Kathy groaned at this sudden stimulation, grinding her hairy snatch against
Barbara's face a little harder while she let go of her friend's head and reached up to her
tits. As Barbara continued to chew up her friend's pussy, Kathy cupped her own titties
with both hands, squeezing them hard as she flicked her fingers over the sparking tips.
Barbara suddenly backed off, leaving the hairy pussy dripping with layers of her own
spittle as she fought to get back her breath. Kathy groaned in surprise.
"OH! Don't do that, honey. Oh, God, not when you've got me worked up like that!"
Kathy complained as she closed her eyes tightly and rocked on the tiny bed from side
to side.
Barbara wanted that pussy badly now. She inhaled deeply and plunged her face back
into the mushy, swampy box. She wanted her sex hard and fast – just like Kathy
obviously did.
"Eat me, oh, yes!" Kathy hissed.
Barbara decided to experiment, reaching up with her right hand and tickling the right
outer lip with her forefinger as she continued to stab her tongue in and out of Kathy's
dribbling box. Slowly, she trailed her finger up until it bumped against the edge of the
brunette's unhooded clit.
"Oh!" Kathy cried out in surprise.
Barbara dragged up her thumb until it ran along the other side of the tiny mound of
sexflesh. Soon she was squeezing Kathy's sputtering clit, rolling that slick tiny cock
back and forth until the girl screamed out that she was going to piss on the bed if she
didn't stop playing around.
"Like it?" Barbara asked as she pulled her head away and looked up at Kathy.
"Don't pull away. Oh, God, jam your tongue in me again!" Kathy cried out
incoherently. The brunette reached down again and dug her fingers into Barbara's head.
"Get going;' she cried out hoarsely and impatiently.
Barbara opened her mouth again and stabbed her tongue into the slit between the girl's
swollen, hot labes. Instinctively, Barbara threw her arms now around Kathy's plump ass
and shoved her mouth hard onto the cunt.
"OH! YES! SUCK ON IT! OH, GOD! SUCK ON THAT MOTHER!" Kathy moaned
as she relaxed her grip on Barbara's head and started making gentle probing motions
with her pussy on her friend's head. The girl hunched down slightly, impaling her
swampy box with Barbara's nose. The blonde protested, feeling every air passage cut off
by Kathy's slick, rumbling pussy membrane. Hot juice dripped down the blonde's
flushed cheeks and chin as Kathy moaned louder and louder.
"Ohhhh, you're fantastic! Oh, God, Barby, lick my cunt. In the name of God, lick me!
Oh, shit! I want to eat your snatch like you're eating mine. JEEEESUS!" Kathy wailed
as she felt Barbara's thick tongue slide up the full length of her cuntlips until it slipped
across the red tip of her clit.
"Suck me too," Barbara found herself moaning as she pulled back one more time to
watch the reaction of her latest tonguing adventure.
"So, it didn't take you too long to get into the spirit of things, did it?" Kathy said,
looking down and smiling at the red-faced blonde.
"Please, Kathy. Jokes later," Barbara moaned, leaning back and reaching down to rub
the puffy, hot slick edges of her pussylips together to relieve the tight, hard ache
gripping them.
Kathy smiled and backed away, rolling over until they were in a sixty-nine position.
Barbara soon felt her jerking cunt being stroked into submission by the girl's slender
fingers. At the same time Barbara looked up and saw Kathy's dripping pussyhairs
dangling just over her lips.
"Suck me and I'll eat you," Kathy said, gasping as she lowered her kinky-haired pussy
to within licking distance. Just as the dark red slash opened, Barbara felt her friend's
tongue start to toy with her pussyhairs. She hunched upward, grinding her teeth hard
together. Barbara wanted instant satisfaction. Her pussy ached incredibly, twisting and
tightening in between contractions as the girl continued to play with her muff.
"Please, Kathy, don't tease," Barbara pleaded. "Getting there's half the fun," the girl
said, giggling, she gently stroked Barbara's trembling inner thighs with her slender
fingers.
Barbara continued to moan. Then suddenly everything changed. Gradually she felt that
probing tongue sliding closer and closer toward the hot gash that ran between her
gnawing pussylips. Soon she felt it push carefully in between her juice-slicked labes,
sliding past them like a hot poker through a tub of lard as it snaked down deep into her
fuck-hole. Kathy blew a hot blast of air through Barbara's wiry blonde cunt hairs. It
tickled her almost as much as the brunette's tongue excited her. It was a different
sensation, feeling something that hot and narrow like a woman's tongue writhing inside
her clutching pussy. Barbara felt her mind race out of control. She stuck out her tongue
and licked the bud of Kathy's clit. Kathy inhaled sharply and groaned, begging the
blonde for more. Barbara gently fitted her mouth onto the girl's cunt and started to
suck.
"Oh, yes! Give it to me! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS! STICK THAT FUCKIN' TONGUE
UP MY TWAT! UNNNGGHHHH!" Kathy howled like an animal into Barbara's
pussy.
The blonde groaned as the sound vibrations drove her crazy. It was like having a
vibrator shoved up her snatch. Then suddenly Barbara was aware that Kathy was using
her fingers to pull her tender pussylips apart. The girl was running her tongue inside
the blonde's drooling slit, flicking it rapidly in and out as she teased the delicate, soft
flesh with her fingers and lips.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes, yes," Barbara babbled as she stabbed her tongue in and out of her
friend's cunt lapping up more of the rivers of oozing cunt juice and flicking her own
tongue teasingly against Kathy's unhooded, sputtering clit.
"You've never done this before?" Kathy cried out wild-eyed as she heaved her hips back
and forth. She was trying to impale her snatch onto Barbara's spearing tongue. "Oh,
lick me good. Stick that mother into me!" Kathy moaned.
"MMGGFFFF!" Barbara answered. Her face was buried in the soft, drippy folds of
Kathy's cunt. Her hands were wrapped around the girl's ass tighter than before, her
fingertips digging into the soft, yielding flesh.
"Fuck, yes, yes," Kathy babbled mindlessly. Barbara enjoyed squeezing and massaging
those full, downy cheeks. She rubbed them gently, sliding her fingers around the
smooth, goosefleshed skin until they ran up into the long, narrow crevice that ran
between those two golden ass globes. Barbara slipped her fingers into that long, sweat
filled valley, pulling them up and down the tight space as the girl groaned and bucked
hard against her face. Barbara pushed her head up slightly, stabbing her tongue in and
out more frenziedly than before. She started concentrating on the girl's clit, beating its
sensitive, sparking sides with the tip of her tongue like a battering ram. Almost at once
Kathy slammed her juicy cunt down harder than she had before. At the same time,
Barbara felt her pussy nearly pulled inside out by the violent sucking that her friend
was giving her. This was one of the most delicious experiences she'd ever had. And to
think that it took another woman to bring her to this kind of peak!
"Suck, suck, suck!" Kathy moaned in a muffled voice as she wedged her small head
further in between Barbara's tightly clamped legs. The blonde held her friend tightly
between her thighs, hunching up against her in tiny fucking motions as she continued
to screw herself onto the brunette's spearing tongue.
"UNNGHHHH!" Kathy screamed into Barbara's cunt. The blonde felt her snatch
contract suddenly. She reacted by blasting her tongue into Kathy's hole. Barbara could
tell that she was driving her friend up the walls. Kathy's hips were pushed down hard
onto her face, battering her chin, cheeks and nose more frenziedly as she tried to get
more tongue up her pussy.
Kathy groaned again, then sucked out a long, wet kiss against Barbara's cuntlips. They
pressed into the women's clit while she kept her tongue busy lashing at the inside of
the blonde's drooling pussy gash.
"ARRGHHHH! UNNGHHHHH! SUCK!" Barbara screamed, digging her fingers like
knives into Kathy's trembling buttcheeks. The two women were gripping one another's
sweaty bodies tightly now, pressing their wet skins against each other as climax started
to roar up in their respective pussies. Barbara felt her tits ache more and more as she
tried to rub her twitching, tickling nipples against Kathy's kicking legs. She didn't know
where she was or who she was with anymore. The roaring in her pussy had completely
taken over her mind. All she could do was lick, buck, screech and lick again as her clit
throbbed and beat like a bass drum.
"Like this, babe?" Kathy groaned as she worked her fingers into Barbara's tight asshole.
As her index finger found the puckered brown bung, the girl worked it around the
wrinkled flesh in tiny circles. She drew it closer and closer until it was poised directly
over the tiny opening.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried out as hot and cold flashes of pleasure shot from her ass to
her cunt and back again. Kathy had pushed the finger into the tight bung. It was
smaller than King's cock that had invaded that same territory only hours earlier. But it
produced the same clit-tingling delight as Kathy squiggled and wriggled the finger
around.
"M-M-MORE!" Barbara stuttered as more thrills raced around from her ass to her cunt.
Kathy was teasing her purposely, making her twist her hips around on the groaning
bed as the girl's tongue snaked wildly in her cunt.
"MORE! MORE!" Kathy echoed her friend as she moved her legs up and trapped
Barbara's head between her firm thighs as her head was held by the blonde's legs.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried out as she felt her pussylips being kissed and sucked again.
Kathy was going wild, tearing out patches of the blonde's pussy hairs as she sucked on
Barbara's cunt like a leech, pulling the sputtering flesh up in gentle tugs. Every
movement of her cuntal flesh sent sparks of electric pre-orgasmic spasms rippling
through her box. Barbara felt it hard to believe, but it almost felt like having Gus' big
thick prick jamming in and out of her twat.
"OH, SHIT!" Barbara cried out against Kathy's pussylips as ,she felt the girl's finger dig
deeper into her ass. The woman groaned louder, rolling her ass around as she felt the
wriggling throb shoot from her ass to her cunt once more. Suddenly she felt her
sensitive pussy walls start to pucker, then relax. It was the first sign that she was
coming. Her clit burned like a hot coal. The blonde felt a hot dampness under each tit,
and her mouth hung open, drooling spittle and cunt juice from Kathy's box. Her body
stiffened as if concrete had suddenly been poured into her veins. Everything seemed to
stop suddenly in her body as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. Then her legs kicked
out as her body bucked and snaked across the single bed like an electrified eel. She was
coming hard. Jolts of white heat made the slick folds of her cuntal flesh squeeze
together. And all the while, Kathy's expert tongue stroked, teased, and probed Barbara's
pussy.
"Shoot in my mouth!" Kathy groaned as her own pussy exploded in Barbara's mouth.
The fainting blonde felt the girl's cuntlips flutter excitedly against her tongue. Then she
was drifting off in a world of bright lights, loud sounds, of deliciously contracting
pussies, and wonderful sensations of clitoral contractions.


Chapter 7

"I can't face them!" Barbara said, trying to shake Kathy's grip on her wrist off. The two
women were standing on the porch in front of the dining hall. Inside the brightly lit
room, the sounds of light chatter and clanking dinnerware could be heard.
"You can't let them think that you're cringing in your room," Kathy said, pulling hard
on Barbara's arm.
"I don't care. I don't even know why I've stayed around one day longer on this place. I
should've left on the morning bus," Barbara moaned, looking cautiously around her
shoulders to see if any of the ranch hands who had tortured her the night before were
around.
"Are you going to give them the satisfaction of having humiliated you like that without
any revenge?" Kathy said, relaxing her grip on her friend and looking in disbelief at
her.
"What can I do?" Barbara asked, her head drooping in defeat as she felt shame and
humiliation spread over her body like a warm glow.
"I'll have to think. Maybe we can tell Bob Decker," Kathy wondered.
"No. He's not around here, anyway. God only know where he is. Besides, I wouldn't be
surprised if he were mixed up in this thing too," Barbara said, giving into her friend
finally and following her into the building...
"Don't be silly. He may be kinky, but I don't think he'd force a woman into doing
something she didn't want," Kathy whispered as they walked into the dining hall.
Barbara took her seat next to her friend, keeping her eyes down to the floor. She could
feel the stares of the ranch hands coming from the other end of the room. Cautiously,
the blonde lifted her eyes and glanced at the workers' table. There was Gus with the
others, staring back and leering at her. She could have ripped their faces off!
"Message for you, Mrs. West," one of the waiters said as he handed Barbara a note. She
put down her knife and fork and opened the small folded piece of white paper: Old
mother Hubbard, went to her cub bard, to get her poor dog a bone, but when she bent
over, Rover took over and slipped her a bone of his own.
It was a poem she'd heard in high school until she was sick of it. But now it flashed in
her eyes like some kind of new, divine revelation. Barbara felt her face flush wildly red.
Then came a roar of laughter from the ranch hands' table. The rest of the women in the
dining hall stopped their chatter and turned around, wondering why the men were
howling so loudly. Barbara prayed that they wouldn't look at her, let alone say
anything. The men obviously had had their fun and didn't want to expose her to
ridicule – yet.
"What was that about?" Kathy whispered to her when she was sure no one was looking.
"Read it," Barbara said, passing it secretly to her friend. "God, they don't let up, do
they?" Kathy said as she read the note, then crumpled the paper in her hand. "Maybe
you want revenge. But I just want to get out of here, Kathy," Barbara said as she
wadded up her napkin and threw it down on the table in front of her. "Where are you
going?" Kathy asked as Barbara pushed back her wooden chair with a loud scrape and
shot up to her feet. "To pack. I've had enough of all this. I'm going back to Los
Angeles," Barbara explained and wheeled around and walked to the doorway.
"Barbara, wait," Kathy called out as she flashed a cold look of hatred toward the ranch
hands before she jumped up and ran over to her friend. "There isn't a bus anywhere
until tomorrow morning at six," the brunette whispered hotly.
"Then I'll wait on the road for it," Barbara said determinedly as she strode out of the
dining hall.
"And be fair game for any of those men who happen to see you? Who's going to help
you out there if they should decide to gang up on you all of a sudden? The
jackrabbits?" Kathy said, putting her hands on Barbara's shoulders and forcing her to
listen.
"I-I never thought about that," Barbara finally said, feeling cold shivers of horror shoot
up and down her spine. She pictured how helpless she'd be on the road. Then she
imagined Gus and his cronies sneaking up on her with their dogs and...
"Besides, I just don't like your leaving here without getting back at those creeps. It just
burns me up that-" Kathy started.
"I told you, Kathy. All I care about is getting out of here. If you want to stay around,
that's okay with me. But I just want to get back to ,L.A.," Barbara said as she looked
deeply into her friend's eyes. She knew that Kathy meant well, but she didn't want to
have anything more to do with the ranch. It just meant trouble, and she doubted if
either of them could do anything to those ranch hands anyway.
"Okay, have it your way," Kathy finally said, sighing deeply and shrugging her
shoulders. "They raped you took away the only thing you've got to give anyone and
abused it horribly with their dogs. But that's up to you."
The words stung Barbara. But she'd made up her mind. She'd try to forget what
happened to her on the ranch once she was back in her apartment.
"I'm going back to the cabin, Kathy. I don't think I can take those stares from Gus
anymore," Barbara said, reaching out and pressing her friend's hands warmly.
"Too early for me. I'll see you back there later," Kathy said, smiling sadly as she turned
and walked slowly back into the dining hall.
The cool, quiet night air seemed to calm Barbara down as she walked back to the cabin.
The loose gravel crunched under her feet as she thought about what had occurred at
Rancho Leone in the past few days. From the peace and quiet around her now, Barbara
could hardly believe that such depravity and degradation existed so freely and so
openly.
I'll pack tonight, then leave tomorrow, Barbara thought as she opened the cabin door
and flicked on the cabin light switch. It was going to be a long night.

* * *

"Barbara! Barbara, open up!" a voice rang into her room. Barbara opened her eyes and
rolled over to her right side, focusing them on the alarm clock next to her bed. It was
only four in the morning. "Who's there?" Barbara asked nervously as she sat up in bed
and pulled the sheets protectively around her neck.
"Never mind. If you want to see Kathy safe, you'd better come with me," the voice said.
"What?" Barbara cried out. She looked over at her friend's bed and saw that it was
empty.
"Get something on and come out," the voice insisted.
"What have you done with Kathy?" Barbara wailed as she threw back the sheets and
swung her legs over the edge of the bed. The blonde slipped into her slippers, then got
up and walked over to the bathroom door where her long, blue flannel bathrobe hung
on the hook. Barbara pulled it over her shoulders, wrapping it around her firm body
and tying the belt tightly around her slender waist before she walked over to the
window and pushed aside the heavy curtains. It was one of the hands who had held her
down the night before as King fucked her ass.
"Get away, or I'll-" Barbara started to say. But she didn't know what she'd do.
"Come on and follow me," the hand said as Barbara unlocked the door and stepped out
into the early morning air.
"Where are we going?" Barbara whispered as she followed the burly, black-haired ranch
hand across the courtyard...
"Back to the barn," he said, turning around briefly and flashing a leer at her.
Barbara felt her spine tingle as she fell slightly behind the ranch hand. Back to the barn!
They had Kathy there, obviously, and Barbara was almost sure what they had her
doing! Were they planning a twosome now? She had prayed that her nightmare was
over. But it seemed that it was only beginning. As the two of them approached the
barn, Barbara knew that she shouldn't have paid attention to Kathy. She'd have been
better off sitting on her suitcase on the roadside than walking up to the partially opened
barn door right now.
"Inside, honey," the hand said, standing to one side of the door and pushing it open for
her.
"Oh, God, Kathy!" Barbara said as she stopped just inside the foul-smelling building
and stared at the scene in front of her. The brunette's hair hung in her eyes as tears
streamed down her flushed face. Kathy was on her hands and knees in the same
crouching position Barbara had found herself in the night before. King was on top of
the girl, hunching wildly. Barbara looked down and saw the dog's big, knobby prick
slicked down with cunt juice as it stabbed and stabbed and stabbed the groaning girl's
violated pussy. Barbara didn't move or say a word as she watched the big animal's
tongue hang out loosely from the right side of its pointed snout. Saliva dripped off the
end of that pink tongue, splashing onto Kathy's flat back as his whimpers and howls
grew louder and more desperate. Barbara could sense from the frequency and increased
pitch of the dog's howls that he was about to come.
"Shoot it, dog!" Gus said from one corner of the barn.
Barbara shot a quick glance at the big man. His cock was still in his pants. Barbara was
amazed. Maybe Kathy's act wasn't that much of a turn-on for him.
"Ohhhh, Barby. This is the fourth time!" Kathy wailed as she caught sight of her friend
standing quietly a few feet away.
"Fourth?" Barbara gasped in amazement. No wonder Gus wasn't frigging his dick. He'd
probably shot off several times before. Now he was just enjoying the brunette's
embarrassment and her own shock and horror.
"Remind you of your own little game?" Gus said, finally looking up and noticing
Barbara standing in the doorway for the first time.
"You're disgusting, really disgusting," Barbara hissed between her teeth as she glared
hotly at the grinning man.
"Wait 'til you see what we've got planned for you, angel tits," Gus said, throwing back
his head and laughing loudly.
"OHHHH!" Kathy suddenly cried out. Barbara shifted her eyes back to her friend.
King was dragging his claws into the bucking brunette's sides, leaving long, red scrape
marks along her smooth skin. Barbara looked back at Kathy's violated, stretched pussy
and saw streams of white fluid oozing out from between the girl's parted outer labes.
The dog was coming, shooting his vile spunk into her cunt.
"Good boy, good," the ranch hand who had led Barbara to the barn said as he pulled
the dog off Kathy.
"God!" the brunette moaned, collapsing on her belly and sobbing into the hay and dirt
on the barn floor.
"Come on, Kathy. I'll take you back," Barbara said, walking quickly up to her prostrate
friend and. trying to lift her off the floor.
"Oh God, Barb! Jesus, now I know how you felt. Oh, you should've left. They're not
going to let you get out of the barn until. "Ohhhh, God!" Kathy sobbed out, looking up
pleadingly into her friend's face.
"Until what, Kathy?" Barbara asked, looking around suddenly and noticing that the
hands were beginning to close in on her and the brunette.
"Get out of here, Barbara," Kathy screamed out, trying to push her friend out of the
door to safety.
"My God! What is it?" Barbara screamed out as she felt a strong pair of arms pin hers
tightly to her back and push her forward toward the still-grinning Gus.
"Too late, too late," Kathy groaned, sinking back down to the floor and continuing to
sob in disgrace.
Barbara wanted to spit into his face. She couldn't believe that she'd once made love to
him so passionately. And now here he was, treating her and her friend so disgustingly.
"You've got one hell of a pair of tits, babe," Gus said, running his fingers lightly down
the front of her dressing gown. Her skin crawled with revulsion and horror as she felt
his fingers fumbling with the knot of the cloth belt. Slowly Gus untied it, tossing the
belt aside as he opened her robe.
"You'll pay for this, Gus. I swear, you'll pay," Barbara warned.
"I'll take my chances," the hand said, fully opening her robe and slipping it down her
shoulders. He stood back and admired the blonde's full, firm titties that jutted out into
the air. Gus moved his right hand up slightly, tracing the outline of her pussylips
around her crotch as Barbara winced at his touch.
"You'll never get me aroused again, Gus," Barbara said as the hand stuck his right
forefinger teasingly in between her tightly clenched labes.
"Maybe not. Maybe that fuckin' animal spoiled you for the rest of us," Gus said,
wrinkling his forehead up and grinning at his cronies.
"I think she might need something bigger than the dog, then," the fat hand said,
laughing as loudly as Gus. Then the others joined in, and Barbara had a feeling they all
knew what he was talking about.
"Bring him in," Gus said to the fat man.
It wasn't too long before Barbara found out who "him" was. The big hand disappeared
into a dark comer of the barn. In a few minutes he reappeared with a solid black horse!
Barbara's eyes widened in horror! This is what Kathy meant! This is why she sobbed
out her warning and tried to push her out the barn door. They were going to make her
fuck a horse!
"Ohhhh, noooo!" the blonde wailed, closing her eyes tightly and flailing in the grip of
another of the hands. She picked up both feet from the floor and kicked back suddenly,
trying to aim the balls of her feet directly at the man's crotch. Then Barbara swung her
feet around, trying to push Gus away. But it was useless. More men came around,
holding her down tightly as the fat hand brought the horse to the center of the room.
"Oh Barby. They're gonna kill you," Kathy sobbed as she picked her bruised and
clawed body off the filthy floor and watched helplessly as they dragged the screaming
blonde up to the horse.
"Maybe he wants to lick her tits first," Gus said, motioning the men to shove Barbara
forward.
"UHHHHNNNNG!" the blonde groaned deep in her throat. Barbara's eyes widened as
she pushed her head back as far as she could. Her tits were only inches away from the
horse's head. The stud's nostrils flared open and he snorted, blowing a hot, wet animal
blast of air across her bare boobs. Barbara shuddered in horrified revulsion as the ranch
hands laughed and Kathy cried louder.
"Think he's gettin' anxious for her cunt?" Gus asked the men.
Barbara didn't hear their response. She could tell that the horse was excited about
something. He continued to snort, focusing his big, soft brown eyes on hers. She
thrashed around in the man's tight grip, moaning and screaming as he pushed her
forward slowly. He stomach churned wildly as she watched the flabby wet lips of the
horse pull back and revealed a long, straight row of powerful white teeth. She saw that
big, dark tongue start to slide out of the opened mouth, and she shrieked with agony as
she felt the first touch of it across her upper chest and neck.
"Shit, he's lickin' her like old King here," one of the hands drawled out.
"UNNGHHH!" Barbara cried as she felt animal spit slide down her chest into the
crevice between her hanging tits. "Come on, Barb. Say something nice to him," Gus
said, stabbing his fingers up her shitter. "HELP MEEE! OH, GOD, HELP ME! HHELP!" 
Barbara cried desperately as the horse snapped in fright at her hanging jugs.
"Better keep quiet, or else old Mack here's gonna bite them titties right off and spit
them out in his trough over there," Gus said warningly.
Barbara sensed that Gus was right. Horses weren't too smart. If she excited the horse in
the wrong way, he might attack her. If he did, even the ranch hands might not be
strong or quick enough to save her.
"How's he gonna get into her?" the fat man said as Barbara stopped her struggling and
hung limply from the man's arms.
"Probably have to strap her down on something. You know, like in them donkey shows
down in Mexico. Yeah, Barbara. You could go down to Mexico after tonight and be the
star attraction," Gus said.
The woman didn't hear him. All she could think about was the horse's big, sloppy wet
tongue as he slurped it across her jugs. Barbara's skin crawled with revulsion as she was
racked with a series of dry heaves. The horse's heavy, black rubbery lips slid across her
hot skin. Occasionally, the blonde could feel his hard white teeth scrape her chest and
neck. It was then when she stood still, afraid to move a muscle. One wrong move and
he could start gnawing on her flesh.
"Come on, honey. Why don't you warm up old Mack here for a while," Gus said,
signaling the hands to pull her away from the big animal's mouth.
Barbara weakly murmured a thank you as she felt them dragging her across the floor
somewhere. She saw the big horse's sides heaving in and out, and guessed that he'd
been through this sort of thing before. He seemed to know what was in store for him,
and pranced in place excitedly. Barbara wondered how many other women had been
put through this experience before. And what were they going to make her do now?
"Get down, bitch, and start licking," Gus said, putting both hands roughly on her
shoulders and pressing down hard.
"God, I – please, noooo," Barbara moaned as she felt her knees scrape hard against the
prickly, hard barn floor. The men laughed as Gus gripped her head tightly between
both hands and shoved it forward. Barbara closed her eyes and clamped her mouth
shut, refusing to look at what she knew was dangling in front of her eyes.
"Open them eyes, bitch, and get a load of what's gonna be jammed up your cunt soon,"
Gus growled.
"Noooo," Barbara said, gritting her teeth together harder than before.
"She needs a little persuasion," the ranch hand said gruffly, slipping his fingers down
until they pressed in just under her jaw. Barbara felt an incredible bolt of pain shoot out
from her jaw to her tits. She howled in agony, her eyes flapping open as her jaw
slackened from the sudden, painful pressure.
"That's better. Now, like what you see? Old Gus is hung like a horse, but not like this
one," the hand chuckled, shoving her head forward again. Barbara made a deep guttural
growl of disgust in her throat as she saw something like a brown, long, thick wrinkled
tube hanging only inches in front of her nose. From the position she and the horse
were in, Barbara guessed that that long tube was the animal's cock.
"Okay, babe, start lickin' that thing. I want to see old Mack here start prancin' around
the barn," Gus said, pushing Barbara's head forward again until the horse's limp dick
finally brushed across her nose and right cheek.
"UH! UNNHHH! UNNGGH!" Barbara cried. The leathery, tough cock-skin rubbed
against her nose over and over as Gus insisted that she blow the horse.
"Go ahead, suck him!" Gus ordered.
Barbara knew that she couldn't do anything but obey the man. He'd probably throw
her under Mack's feet and laugh as the startled horse trampled her to death in front of
them. Barbara's only hope – and Kathy's, for that matter – lay in doing whatever Gus
and his cronies wanted.
"Ohhhh," Barbara groaned as she opened her mouth a little. She could feel the hairs of
the horse's tail brush against her forehead as she leaned forward tentatively and stuck
out her tongue. She could smell the horrible, revolting stench of horse shit as she
moved her face up to the animal's cum sacs. "I can't! I CAN'T, GUS!" Barbara
suddenly cried out.
"Corne on, babe. You know that's the only way you're gonna walk out of here," the
man said softly, pressing his powerful fingers hard into her jawbones again.
"OWWW!" Barbara cried out.
"Now, let's get going," Gus said gruffly. Barbara shuddered, then opened her mouth
again and stuck out her trembling tongue. She took a tentative lick at one of the big,
leathery balls. She heard the horse snort in delighted surprise, and his hindquarters
stamped around her trembling knees in excitement.
"Shit, somebody hold that fuckin' horse, or we'll get trampled back here," Gus said as
he pushed Barbara forward again.


Chapter 8

"You think she's gonna like gettin' screwed by old Mack, here?" one of the hands asked
Gus as Barbara tried to stop the dry heaves that wracked her body once more.
"Jesus, you saw her with that fuckin' dog. She pretends that she doesn't like it, then
whamo! She can't get enough of those animals," Gus said, still holding her arms tightly
and thrusting her bobbing head under the horse's big, leathery hanging balls.
"P-please, Gus, let me go," Barbara wailed, finally able to speak. The smell of horse shit
and piss filled her nostrils as Mack continued to snort loudly and stamp his feet around
the woman's scraped knees.
"Shut up and start licking him again," Gus said gruffly as he pushed her under the
animal's powerful hindquarters one more time.
"Unnghhh!" Barbara groaned as she opened her mouth again and continued licking
that long black pole. She could taste something pungent in her mouth and guessed that
it was some piss or horse sweat or something like that. Barbara inhaled deeply,
determined not to get another case of the dry heaves. She wasn't going to give Gus or
the others the satisfaction of watching her vomit. The blonde knew that's what they
wanted.
"Come on, babe, be a little more creative," Gus said, letting go of her arms and moving
her further under the heaving belly of the big horse. Before she knew it, Gus had taken
the stiffening, warming dong of the animal and placed it between her thunderous titties.
Shudders of revulsion shook her body as Gus rubbed her big titties up and down the
horse's cock. Barbara could feel the animal's increasing sexual heat singeing her tit
flesh. The big, leather wrinkles that seemed to surround Mack's hanging dong tickled
the blonde's sensitive boobs.
"Hey, you're right, Gus. She's really turning onto old Mack here," one of the hands said
as Barbara swayed back and forth, reaching up and brushing Gus hands away as she
grabbed onto the horse's stiffening prong and held it tightly between her spongy tit
flesh. Barbara didn't know what was going on in her mind again. She was horrified at
her own reaction – running a horse's cock up and down between her titties. But to her
own horrified surprise, the blonde found her nipples growing stiff at the constant
irritation of cocks kin against her own flesh. Her boobs crawled with sexual excitement
as Mack apparently grew hotter and more lustful with each stroke she gave him.
"Come on, babe, give old Mack here a good suck job," Gus sneered.
Barbara backed away slightly, letting the animal's prong slip out from between her big
titties. It hung in front of her at an angle, throbbing lazily with hot blood as the horse
snorted more wildly than before. Barbara shifted her eyes upward and took in the
powerful animal's having belly. She was almost overwhelmed by the sense of strength
that the big animal's swaying body conveyed to her. The animal's hot lust seemed
somehow to transfer itself to her, and Barbara felt herself slipping away from her world
of normalcy and respectability. More and more, she wanted to get that animal's prong
inside her mouth.
"Suck it, babe," Gus said again.
Still, the idea of blowing a horse wasn't something that the blonde could totally accept.
Barbara looked up, then reached up and grabbed the horse's long, black prick. It
throbbed lazily in her hand, radiating the strong animal heat that Barbara sensed only a
few seconds ago.
"Ohhhh," Barbara moaned as she felt the massive tool actually grow hotter in her
hands. She couldn't believe it, but her own crotch seemed to be steaming up when she
stroked Mack's stiffening dong with her slender fingers.
"Oh Barbara, don't," the blonde heard her friend Kathy moaning somewhere in the
distance.
But Barbara didn't care what anybody thought anymore. It might have been a quirk in
her personality, or her own strange curiosity. While part of her revolted at the idea of
taking on a horse, another part of her turned on to the idea. She began to feel her pulse
throbbing in her Snatch lips, making her clit gradually pop up from its surrounding
flesh and un sheath itself. Barbara couldn't believe that she was reacting this way to a
horse!
"Hey, didn't you hear me?" Gus said, pushing his hand forward and grabbing her hair.
He pulled hard on some strands, making the blonde cry out in pain and fear. "When I
tell you to do something, you do it. I don't want any shittin' around, understand?"
Barbara nodded silently, and continued to run her slender fingers up and down the
wrinkled, hot stiff horse's cock. She knew there was no backing out. The blonde looked
up and watched Mack's big, black balls jounce around with every throb that wracked
his long dong. Barbara could almost see the throbs starting at the root of the big black
cock and ripple up to the full, rounded smooth black dickhead. The smell of hot sweat
filled her nose now as Barbara opened her mouth just under the big prickhead of the
panting animal. Slowly she moved her head forward, parting her lips and sliding her
mouth over the first two inches of the horse's long, throbbing prick. Barbara didn't
know how much Gus expected her to take in her mouth at one time.
"MGGGFFFF!" she groaned as she slid her right hand up next to her lips.
"Look at her go. Shit, you'd think she had a man over her," Gus said as he watched
Barbara lick and suck the animal's dick.
"MMMMGGGFFFF!" the blonde moaned. Strangely enough, sucking the horse's dick
wasn't as bad as she thought it might be. The skin was tough and wrinkled. But it was
hotter than most men's she'd tasted. Barbara moved her mouth back and forth, taking
more and more of the horse's dick until she felt the stiff, hot, smoothly rounded head
ramming against the back of her throat.
"Take more," Gus whispered hotly as he stood behind her, wrapping his hands around
her body and fingering her nipples. The blonde couldn't believe the delicious feeling
that the man's fingering gave her. To have an animal's cock in your mouth with a
man's powerful fingers strumming your nipples – well, it was a feeling that Barbara
could honestly say she'd never had before. Mack's dick made her cheeks puff out
incredibly, completely shutting off any air that she could possibly get down her throat
as he snorted and stomped around her. But Barbara wasn't afraid of being trampled
anymore. In her own mind, the animal had become her lover. He couldn't hurt her –
not when she was sucking him off. Barbara slid her mouth back and forth faster and
faster, enjoying the hot, bumpy feeling her lips experienced. Barbara's cunt churned as
violently as her belly had done before.
"Suck that cock, baby. Suck it like it was your boyfriend's," Gus panted as he cupped
both titties in his powerful hands and squeezed and pulled them. Barbara felt bolts of
pain shoot out from her scratched and pinched nipples, but she didn't cry. In fact, she
was silently begging Gus to increase the tension and pressure on her titties as she felt
something warm trickle down her throat. The animal was leaking pre-cum, getting
more and more excited as Barbara tongued and lipped him toward orgasm, an orgasm
that the blonde was sure would drown her in lakes and rivers of spurting horse jizz.
"MMMGGFFFF!" Barbara moaned again as she reached down and slipped her right
forefinger and thumb into her swampy box. Her snatch lips released as she pulled the
fat, slippery membranes apart. The blonde slid her fingers along the twitching, slick
inner surfaces of her interior labes until they bumped up against her twitching mound
of sex-flesh. As Barbara ran her mouth faster and faster along as much horse cock meat
as she could, the woman pinched her aching clit, strumming the sparking mound like a
tight guitar string. As far as she was concerned, she could have stayed there all night
and morning. Barbara forgot about the smelly, dirty barn floor all around her. That
filthy odor of horse shit and piss smelled like a wonderful French cologne for her. That
ugly, black hanging piece of horse dick meat became the beautifully shaped prick of her
lover. Every nerve ending of her body glowed with maximum sexual intensity as she
slid that black dick meat in and out of her sucking, licking mouth.
"Take it all, bitch," Gus groaned, sliding his h-ands up from her mashed nipples to her
head.
"Oh, no, you're killing her!" Kathy moaned from the floor of the barn. The brunette
still lay in the dust and hay stubble, sobbing in horrified disbelief as she watched her
friend suck off the animal.
"She knows what she's doin' honey. You thought you were the big swinger around
here. Take a good look at your friend, sweet tits," Gus said, nodding down at Barbara.
The blonde was bobbing her head furiously now, sucking and pulling at the horse's
dick like there was no tomorrow. Drool leaked out from the corners of her mouth and
dribbled down her chin as she sucked harder and faster. Barbara's eyes were closed in
ecstasy as she continued to strum her clit and give the horse more head.
"Barb, oh, Barbara," Kathy moaned, closing her eyes and shaking her head slowly back
and forth.
But Barbara couldn't hear her friend's complaints. She was off in another world. The
blonde managed to slide more and more of the animal's cock down her throat. The
amount of horse meat she could swallow amazed even her. Her tits swayed and bobbed
with every downward movement her head made as the blonde took cockmeat down her
throat. She was so excited that she could have swallowed that prick until it rammed into
her churning stomach.
"Christ, she's gonna choke on that thing," one of the hands said.
"Don't worry about old dick-happy Dinah over there. She knows what the fuck she's
doin'," Gus said, scratching his groin as he looked at her curiously. It was evident that
he was even surprised by the blonde's sudden interest in horse cock.
Barbara didn't even hear what they were babbling about. She could feel her own spittle
and some horse pre-cum oozing over her fingers as they followed her sucking mouth up
and down the animal's prick. The heat from that cock was singeing her lips, turning
them into hot rubber. The blonde moaned over and over, fingering her mushy box with
one hand while she tried to milk and squeeze the animal's cum out of his prick. She
wondered how all that horse jizz would feel cascading into her belly.
"Christ, she's gonna take all of it," one of the hands said in disbelief.
"Barbara, oh, Barby," Kathy groaned.
"Take it up to the balls, babe," Gus encouraged
Barbara as he stroked her titties gently once more.
The blonde reached up and cupped the horse's heavy, leathery hot balls in her
trembling right hand. Barbara could almost feel the horse's cum churning inside the
tough, hot skin. His balls were covered with stiff, black bristles that tickled her fingers
as she pulled her lips off his cock and moved them up to his balls. She was treating him
as an equal now.
"Hey, she's really turning on now," Barbara finally heard someone yell as she ran her
tongue up and down the horse's balls.
"Somebody hold that fuckin' animal," Gus growled as Mack panted and snorted in
delight. "The only problem with these fuckin' animals is that you just can't trust 'em,"
Gus said as the ranch hands tried to calm down the animal.
Barbara waited until she was sure Mack had pulled himself together. Then she started
on his balls again, flicking her tongue at the base of his black cock, then moving it up
to the spasming tip before trailing it back along the sensitive underside to his hanging,
big coconut-shaped balls again.
"Come on, honey. I want you to take a look at what you're doin' to poor old Mack,
here," Gus said as he pulled the blonde roughly out from under the horse.
Barbara groaned as she felt herself being yanked painfully to her feet. Drool glistened
still down her cheeks and chin as the ranch hands stared open-mouthed at the panting
woman. Only then did Barbara realized what kind of position she was in. Sucking a
horse! That had to be the pits. How could she have let herself go that far? She was
doing it without Gus forcing her to! She was actually turning on to that animal!
Barbara looked over and saw Kathy lying on the floor, beating the dirt with her fists
and moaning in pain and horror as the men dragged the blonde to the face of the
neighing animal.
"See him, honey? See how you've turned on old Mack here?" Gus said, pushing Barbara
in front of the animal once more.
The blonde looked straight into the horse's eyes and saw that he recognized her. He
peeled back his black, rubbery lips and gave her a friendly, appreciative lick across the
right side of her face. He sensed that she was the one who was making his dick feel so
good.
"Oh, my God!" Barbara groaned as she stared at the animal's half-opened, drooling
mouth. His eyes and nostrils were dilated with excitement as he continued to lap at her
face, neck and titties.
"Hey, I think they're both ready," Gus said, signaling with his head for some help.
"Ready for what?" Barbara asked, feeling chills of terror ripple up and down her spine.
There was something evil and sadistic about Gus' voice now – more so than before. It
was as if what were about to happen was the climax of all the brutality he'd put her
through before.
"Come on, babe. You don't think we were just gonna sit around and watch you blow
some fuckin' horse, do you?" Gus said as he forced her back down to the floor. But this
time they weren't dragging her back to Mack's cock and balls. They' had her squat
down on the hard floor as they laughed and stared leeringly at her.
"What?" Barbara asked, her mind buzzing round and round with lust and confusion.
She didn't know what these men were getting at. All she knew was that the floor as
cold and hard on her ass, and that the stubbles of hay and straw tickled her labes.
"Barbara, can't you guess?" Kathy wailed from the far comer of the room.
"Oh, my God!" Barbara cried out, looking first at the horse, and then at the men
standing around the head of that animal. They were going to make her fuck that
animal! They were actually going to make her spread her legs and take Mack's hot
prick inside her cunt! Barbara impulsively raised up her hands and ran them quickly
over her shoulders and upper arms. Her cunt contracted in her fear and horror as the
realization of what was about to happen to her finally sank in.
"Oh, no! No, Gus! You've done a lot to me, but this-this-noooo! NOOOO!" Barbara
wailed as she scrambled to her feet and made a dash for the barn door. Her mind raced
out of control as the door loomed closer and closer. Somewhere in the background
Barbara could hear the men shouting for somebody to stop her. All she could think of
was that locked door and freedom.
"Good catch, Bert," Gus said as a tall, husky .blond ranch hand made a flying tackle
and brought Barbara crashing down to the barn floor.
"UNNGHHHH!" Barbara groaned in pain as she felt the big man's hands wrap around
her ankles and pull her feet out from under her. She lost her balance and spun to the
floor, hitting her head hard on the filthy surface.
"Drag her over here. It's probably better anyway that she's a little dingy while we set
her up," Gus said as Bert got up and brushed the dirt and hay stubble off his clothing.
"You bastards!" Kathy said, starting to get up to help her groaning friend.
"Get back down on the fuckin' floor until we're through, unless you want to get a free
ride on old Mack here," Gus growled at the cringing brunette.
"No, nooo!" Kathy cried, covering her tits protectively with both hands and cowering
back in her corner.
"Ohhhh," Barbara moaned as Bert and two other hands reached down and picked her
up by the shoulders. They dragged her across the floor to the stomping horse. It was
obvious that Mack was growing impatient. His jizz was boiling and bubbling in his
balls, leaking out from the expanding piss-slit at the end of his jerking, twitching dick.
"We're gonna have to hold her up," Gus said, getting on the other side of the animal.
Kathy watched in mute horror as the three men dragged Barbara up to Mack, then
shoved the halfconscious, naked moaning girl under the panting animal's muscular
belly.
"Ughhh, God she's heavy when she's not snaking around," Gus said as he grabbed her
by the left arm and laid her down gently. "Okay, get her legs up. We're gonna have to
hold her up while somebody gets that dick and jams it in her."
"Hey, don't look at me," the men shouted out together as they stared in disgust and the
leathery, black, twitching piece of horsemeat.
"Hey, you. Bitch, come over here," Gus said, smiling suddenly at an idea.
"Wh-what do you want?" Kathy asked in a high-pitched, nervous voice. She looked at
the men holding Barbara. The blonde's head dangled only inches from the floor as she
continued to moan.
"Don't worry, cunt. You're not gonna ride old Mack, here, but you'll help your friend
here get off on a piece of dick meat that most women only dream about," Gus said as
he watched with amusement the rising horror on Kathy's face.


Chapter 9

"It's okay, Barbara. It'll be over in a few minutes, honey," Kathy said as she gingerly
reached between the horse's trembling hindquarters for the twitching dick.
"Go ahead, Kathy. It won't bite," Gus said, throwing back his head and laughing as he
continued to support the still unconscious Barbara.
"Shit! I'll be glad when she wakes up and can straddle this fuckin' animal by herself,"
Bert grunted as he spread his legs farther apart for support and dug his powerful fingers
deeper into Barbara's hot ass flesh.
"Don't worry, kid. By the time she gets through with him, she'll be beggin' to take on
the whole stable," Gus said as he flashed an angry look at Kathy. "Now, hurry up,
bitch!" he said again.
"All right!" Kathy groaned as she forced her hand through the horse's legs and took the
black, hot dick between her fingers. "Ugh!" the brunette said, wincing as she felt the
tough, leathery flesh.
"Forget the comments. Just shove that thing into your friend's twat. We'll take care of
the rest," Gus said.
Kathy obeyed, wanting to get away from the grunting, leering men as quickly as she
could. Barbara continued to moan regularly as Kathy pulled the heavy dickmeat up
until it rested across Barbara's flat, smooth belly. The blonde seemed to gradually
realize what was happening to her.
"Don't!" Barbara moaned as she slowly started twisting her body, trying to pull away
from the hot, poker – like instrument that twitched against her belly.
"Forget her and get it in!" Gus said impatiently.
Kathy obeyed, pulling the stiff, hot dick backward and trying to avoid the horse's
stomping hoofs.
"Get ready, honey," Kathy warned as she positioned the drooling black dickhead in
front of Barbara's pussylips. "Aren't you going to grease her or something?" Kathy
asked.
"This ought to be good enough," Gus said, pulling one hand away from the blonde's
asscheeks and spitting on its fingers. Kathy watched in disgust as he smeared his wad of
hot spittle over the woman's cuntlips.
"You pig!" Kathy said as she sighed and started to push the horse's prickhead into
Barbara's cunt.
"OHHHH!" Barbara cried out, snapped into consciousness as she felt her cuntlips
being forced open by something big and blunt. She blinked her eyelids several times,
then craned her neck up and realized that she was staring directly at the animal's belly.
It didn't take the blonde too long to figure out what was going on.
"No, don't do this to me! Oh, God! Please help me! OHH, PLEASE, SOMEBODY
HELP ME!"
Barbara cried out, drawing back her legs as she tried to kick against the horse and pull
herself free. But pulling back her legs just opened her snatch wider and let the horse's
big dickhead slide in more easily.
"Like it babe? Like something that's gonna fill you up and shoot jizz in your fuckin'
cunt that's gonna blowout of your mouth?" Gus grunted as he shoved her body up and
forward a little, giving the panting horse better leverage.
"OHHHH! AIYYYEEE!" Barbara screamed mindlessly as she felt that huge, hot-tipped
horse-cock continue to bang and rub against her exposed, hairy cuntlips like a battering
ram. Gradually, its tip was pushing her labes apart, stretching them incredibly. as it
started to drill its way down the throat of her pussy.
"My God!" Kathy cried out, covering her mouth and turning around as she felt her
belly churn wildly. The girl wretched on the floor as Barbara howled like a mad animal.
"What the hell's going on here?" a voice suddenly boomed out from the front doorway.
Barbara was thankful for whoever stopped this madness. She hoped it was the police or
highway patrol. The blonde opened her eyes and turned her head slightly to the right.
It was Bob Decker, standing spread-legged in the doorway with his powerful, hairy
hands on his broad hips and smiling at the gathering in front of him!
"Oh, God!" Barbara groaned, feeling humiliated at being discovered by the owner. Then
it suddenly occurred to the moaning blonde that he was behind this whole thing.
"Just having some fun boss. While you're away, there's not much action around here,
so we just thought we'd start up a little of our own," Gus said sheepishly, about to let
Barbara down to the floor.
"Well don't let me stop you," Bob said, grinning from ear to ear as he walked up to the
horse.
"You – you want this to happen?" Barbara asked in disbelieving horror.
"Honey, when I saw you that first day I knew you had the hots for cock. But I never
knew that you really grooved on animals," Bob said, stopping only a few feet away from
Barbara's head and unzipping his pants. The blonde's eyes opened wide when she saw
him pull out his hard dick. She'd been right – Bob's prick was like a horse's, only more
even in its thickness and shorter than Mack's.
"Come on, boys, let's get her on," Gus grunted, turning around again and hunching
Barbara's body forward.
"AHHHH! AIYEEEE! OH, NO!" Barbara cried as she felt a sharp bolt of pain dart
from her cunt to her belly. They were shoving her onto the animal's prick, she could
feel her cuntlips gripping the horse's plunging peeker tightly.
"Steady, boy, steady," one of the hands said as he stroked the long head of the horse.
"AHHHH! NOOOO, TAKE IT AWAY! OH GOD, YOU'LL KILL ME! PLEASE!
PLEASE!" Barbara cried helplessly as she felt the men pulling up l1er legs and forcing
them around the animal. It was obvious that they wanted her to strap the horse on and
finish the fucking herself.
"Shit, he's gettin' in. He's actually gettin' his dick in her twat!" Gus said in disbelief as
the first Jew inches of the cockshaft sank with a loud squish into Barbara's pussy.
"AHHHH OHHH, NOOOO!" the blonde cried out, throwing her head from side to
side as tears of shame and agony welled up in her eyes and trickled down her flushed
cheeks. She felt as if her body were being ripped apart. Bolts of pain rumbled through
her belly, making her stomach chum wildly and her brain buzz as more and more of
that neighing animal's prick sank slowly into her box. Barbara wanted to shriek as
loudly as she could. But her cries were choked by the gasps of pain that poured out of
her opened mouth. Barbara tried to drop her legs, hoping that she'd be able to pull free
from Mack. But the ranch hands made sure that her ankles were locked around the
humping back of the big horse.
"Shit, she's taking more," Bob said, bending down a little and watching in fascination as
another inch of the horse's hot dick sank into the woman's stretched, violated pussy.
Barbara howled like a ghost now. Her thighs ached painfully, and her ass hole twitched
uncontrollably. Revulsion filled her mind as she felt her box being stretched more and
more. She knew that her pussy wouldn't be able to take much more. The woman knew
that unless the horse shot his load soon, her pussy membrane would be stretched to its
limit and would start to tear. Maybe she'd actually bleed to death like this! God, to die
like this, impaled on the cock of a horse! The idea made Barbara's blood curdle. She
had to make the horse come if she was to survive this degrading scene.
"Hey, I think she's really turning on to this," Gus said, watching in amazement as he
saw Barbara thrust up her thighs, hunching her cunt up on the animal's prick.
"Oh Barbara, how could you?" Kathy moaned in horror as she watched her friend start
to slide her snatch up and down the animal's dick.
"Jesus, I think I've seen about everything now," Bob said as he grabbed his dick tightly
between his fingers and started to jack off.
"UNNGHHHH!" Barbara cried each time she hunched up her cunt and absorbed more
and more of the horse's big, black hot dick.
"Fuck that horse, Barby. Fuck him until you make him blow his wad," Gus whispered
in the blonde's ear.
Barbara could have screamed with disgust and revulsion as she watched the faces of the
men around her. They were really turned on, fascinated by her bucking and fucking.
The horse's thick, knobby veins that ran around his hot shaft tickled her stretched
cuntal walls as she felt Mack's prick began to vibrate like a dildo. Barbara sighed in
relief. It would only be a few more minutes, and the horse would shoot.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," the men chortled as Barbara hunched up her hips rhythmically. She
began to feel the animal's dick swell up, pushing against her cuntal membrane and
pulling her snatch walls apart. There was a moment when nothing happened.
Everything seemed to hang silently around her head for a second. Then all hell broke
loose. She heard the animal snort loudly, then pant and neigh as if he'd been stuck with
a red-hot spear while his hoofs pounded the dirt floor. A cloud of hay stubble and filth
filled Barbara's nose as she felt something incredibly, hot, wet and sticky shoot into her
snatch. It was scalding her pussy walls, filling up her box and spilling out of her overly
stretched snatch lips. The blonde groaned in disgust as she felt the horse jizz ooze
between bucking thighs, then trickle down to her trembling asscheeks where it ran into
the tight crevice between her sweaty buttcheeks.
"OHHHHH! OHHHH, GODDDD!" Barbara cried. She'd never felt this disgusted
with herself before. She wanted to tear away at her body as if to punish it for fucking
that neighing horse.
"Jesus, honey. You really enjoyed that one, didn't you?" Gus said as he helped her
down to the ground.
"She's not through yet," Bob said, signaling the men to drag her out from under the
exhausted animal.
"What you got planned for her now, boss?" Gus asked as he helped the men drag
Barbara up to Bob Decker's feet.
"Please, please let me alone," Barbara groaned as she lowered her hands and rubbed her
sore, aching pussylips. The blonde wondered if her pussy would ever contract back to
its normal size. Horse jizz dribbled out of her pussy, leaking through her matted pussy
hairs and drooling down to the floor as the owner of the ranch stared down at her.
"Most of you broads come up here for cock in the cunt, and get it. But every now and
then we spot somebody who's a little kinkier than the rest," Bob said, reaching down
with his right hand as he continued to stroke his cock. Barbara wondered what he was
planning to do to her? String her up by the thumbs and run hot pokers through her
titties? She wouldn't be surprised at anything the men had in store for her. They were
all sick, feeding on one another's sickness like leeches. They wouldn't let her or Kathy
go until they had their fill of depravity for the night.
"What?" Barbara started to ask
"Honey, I'm not gonna plow my cock through that snatch of yours right now. Shit, I
don't play second fiddle to any horse," Bob said, smirking at her wet cunt.
"OOOOMF!" Barbara cried out as she felt Bob Decker suddenly jam his fingers under
her belly and flip her over on the floor. In a second he was on top of her, digging his
fingers into her tits that were crushed against the dirty barn floor while he humped his
groin hard against her smooth asscheeks. Barbara had no fight left in her anymore. She
let him do whatever he wanted. She just closed her eyes, feeling his hot dick sliding up
and down the tight valley that ran between her buttcheeks.
"Gonna dry – fuck 'er, boss?" Gus asked.
But Decker was too worked up to say anything. As Barbara cried out incoherently, the
big man jammed his thumb hard into her tightly clenched shithole.
"UNNGHHHH! Oh, my GOD!" Barbara cried, her face contorted with pain. She
couldn't believe the agony they were all putting her through that night. It was nothing
more than one big orgy of pain and shame. "It hurts me! Oh, God, it hurts me!"
The big man ignored her as he worked the thumb around and around in the tight grip
of Barbara's shitter. "Your fuckin' asshole's gonna get the ramming of its life," Bob
mumbled hotly as he shoved two more fingers into her hot hole.
Barbara was gasping and moaning as the fingers stretched and pulled at her shit-chute.
Darts of pain raced through her belly to her aching cunt, making that stretched hole
throb more painfully than it had before.
"Here it comes, babe," Bob grunted.
Barbara groaned as she felt the firm gristle of his prick push against her puckered
shithole skin. The fat crown of his dickshaft pushed into her bowels, driving hard into
her as he grunted and panted almost harder than the horse.
"Unnnghhh! Damn, that feels good!" he groaned. Then suddenly she felt the man grab
her tits and jam his fingers into them as if he wanted to rip them off her bucking body.
Barbara could feel thick jets of cum suddenly spurting into her and filling her ass.
"Christ, boss!" Gus commented as Bob continued to hump and jerk on top of the
groaning girl. Finally he was through, dumping the last of his wad into her ass. With
one quick upward lurch, the man yanked his softening dick out of the blonde's
protesting ass with a loud, squishy pop.
"Ohhh, my God!" Barbara repeated over and over as she was finally free of the invading
dick. The woman felt completely violated. Horse jizz continued to seep out of her
overly stretched cuntlips, while cum from Bob Decker's prong bubbled out from her
brown shithole. Every inch of her body screamed violation. The woman moaned over
and over again, wishing that she were dead. Barbara had committed the ultimate acts of
sexual humiliation. She just didn't want to go on living anymore.
"Fire! Fire!" a voice suddenly shouted outside the barn.
"Hey, go see what's happening!" Bob said to Gus as he bent down and stroked
Barbara's cheek. "It's too bad I had to be away for a couple of days. But I had to recruit
more cunts like you to come up here for, uh, fresh air," Bob said, laughing softly at her.
"Brush fire, boss!" Gus almost screamed as he ran back into the barn.
"Shit, that thing can run over us in a second. Man the fire equipment!" Bob said,
jumping up and running quickly out of the barn. The other men followed him, leaving
Barbara and Kathy alone in the building.
"Barbara! Barbara, come on!" Kathy whispered loudly as she sprang up from her comer
and ran over to her prostrate friend.
"Let me die!" Barbara groaned. She didn't care what was happening around her.
"The place is on fire. You know how these brush fires are. We'll be ashes in a few
seconds unless we get out of here. This is a great chance for us to get away," Kathy
said, bending down and slipping her hands under Barbara's armpits and lifting up her
friend.
"Oh, my God!" Barbara cried out as she took a good whiff. She could smell the
scorched air that suddenly filled the large room. Mack, the horse, was snorting loudly
and pounding the dirt floor with his hoofs.
"It's here already!" Kathy screamed, backing away toward the door as smoke started to
pour into the large room from between the wooden boards on the wall.
"Open the door and let's get out of here," Barbara shrieked, suddenly snapping to her
senses.
The two women pushed the large door open and were horrified by what they saw. The
administration building was on fire, while the land behind it seemed to be on fire!
Hames leaped high into the early morning sky, while women shrieked in the courtyard
and the ranch hands fought the fire and swore at the flames.
"Come on," Kathy said, pulling Barbara over to Bob Decker's white Mustang.
"But the rest of the girls," Barbara protested, pointing at a group of sobbing women in
nightclothes.
"Here comes the fire department," Kathy said, starting the engine and nodding toward
a string of red trucks speeding up the hill. "They'll help them out. Let's just get the fuck
out of here," the girl said, throwing the car in forward and shooting down the drive.
"Our clothes! We're gonna drive back to LA. naked?" Barbara cried as she watched the
firefighters pull out their hoses and start in on the burning buildings.
"The cabins are burned down now, anyway. Besides, I saw some blankets back there.
We'll just wrap them around us until we get back to the apartment."
As they turned onto the main highway, Barbara looked back at the flaming ranch. She
didn't care if the whole place burned down to the ground. Her cunt still ached from the
ramming it got from the horse. As for Bob Decker's dick blasting into her shitter...
Kathy patted her on the knee, and Barbara tried to forget what had happened. But she
knew that it would take a long time before she could put those events out of her mind.
Even to herself, Barbara couldn't completely admit that she'd actually enjoyed sucking
that horse off. If things were a little different, she might have even enjoyed getting
fucked by – no, NO! That was too sick and dark to think about. The blonde shook her
head violently, driving the thoughts from her head. She couldn't believe that of herself.
As Barbara looked at the passing countryside outside of her window, she tried to fight
down the rising feeling that there was something sick and dark in her own soul that
responded to those degrading sexual encounters at Rancho Leone. Somehow, Barbara
knew that all the brush fires in the world couldn't bum out the new knowledge she had
about herself.
God, oh, my God! Barbara groaned to herself over and over as the car sped down the
highway toward Santa Monica.


THE END
