DAUGHTER'S BEAST ORGY
By Paul gable


Foreword

While the innocent are no strangers to violence, and never have been, the recent
upsurge in criminal activity has taken a particularly grim toll of the unsuspecting
bystander. And the reasons for their molestations have been more sinister.
Today's headlines and newscasts are filled with stories of oil company executives
kidnapped for political purposes, of innocent bystanders taken hostage during
robberies, of diplomats gunned down in the middle of foreign capitals.
Some of these acts have been committed in the name of some cause whose philosophy
is probably suspect and whose means of executing same is sordid. All this is done
because, supposedly, the end justifies the means. And what of the countless cases of
seemingly wanton violence committed for no apparent reason whatsoever? In either
case, it is the guiltless individual who suffers most.
DAUGHTER'S BEAST ORGY is the story of an innocent young girl suffering at the
hands of cruel and depraved people. Her story holds a lesson for an uncaring society.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Nancy walked quickly through the snow, her long black hair flying in the brisk wind.
She lowered her head, pinching the halves of her winter coat collar together around her
throat as she turned the corner and broke into a fast trot toward her home. The snow
whipped fiercely around the fifteen-year-old girl, making her flesh pucker up into goose
pimples and her nipples stiffen. It was the coldest winter she'd experienced in Boston.
The school bus had broken down on Boylston Avenue. Nancy and the others were
forced to fend for themselves. Peeping up through the thick curtain of hair blowing
across her face the young teenager could see the cheerful lights of her mother's house
illuminating the snow-covered front yard. Nancy hurried the final few yards, running
up the drive, slipping occasionally, and finally opening the storm door and hustling into
the warmth of the kitchen.
"Take off your boots and shake the snow from your coat," Nancy heard her mother call
out from the living room. The girl smiled, uncoiling the long woolen scarf from her
neck and laying it carefully across a small metal table in the hall. Her mother always
cautioned her about being neat, even though she knew her daughter was more
meticulous than she was.
Slipping off her coat and boots, Nancy thought of what had happened that morning in
the gym locker room – the nerve of that Sally Granger calling her all those names! It
wasn't true about her and Lee VanDeveiter! Not at all! She wasn't that kind of girl to
go and fuck with a boy. God, how horrible that word sounded, even to think about it!
No, she wasn't that kind of girl, no matter what Sally and all her horrible friends said.
Lee was just a good friend, although Nancy had to admit he made her feel all wet and
funny between her legs whenever he was near her. Then her nipples stiffened,
scratching against her bra while her pussy did funny things – tightening up, actually
getting wet and feeling all tingly and itchy!
Nancy wanted to tell her mother about those strange feelings. How her little pink tight
cunt ached and throbbed sometimes at night, and always when Lee was around her.
Then he'd tell her things – things she didn't dare think about without blushing
furiously. He was telling her she looked like a woman already – her breasts, the way
her narrow hips flared out sensuously. All those things excited the little brunette,
making her chest heave up arid down and her breath grow rapid and shallow. She
wanted him to touch her. Nancy wanted him to – to do what? God, if only her mother
would tell her about those things.
But ever since her father died three years ago her mother had grown strangely quiet
about what Nancy heard were called the "facts of life." If Nancy even hinted about
wanting to know about them her mother grew cross and threatened to throw her out of
the house. She told her daughter there was plenty of time to know about men. But
Nancy wasn't sure she could wait for that longed – for explanation. Already she was
rapidly becoming a woman, her pussy having long since grown a thick, bushy jungle of
cuntal fur while her tits hung pendulously from her chest. Her small, tight buttocks,
those perky titties jiggling teasingly whenever she walked, her long, shapely legs, her
inviting thighs, they all made Nancy a very desirable catch for every boy in the school.
And there she was, cock-teasing them all without even knowing what she was doing.
"You have much homework, honey?" her mother asked as Nancy burst into the large
well-lit living room, bent down and gave her mother a kiss on the forehead. Laura
Dennis, Nancy's mother, was still an attractive woman in her early forties. Slightly taller
than her daughter, Laura Dennis had those same girlish hips, long, well-tapered legs,
and full tits that refused to sag. None of the blemishes, graying hair or lines plaguing
most women her age had marred the attractive woman's features.
"Sure do," Nancy answered, that tingle in her cunt growing worse suddenly, and right
in front of her mother! She'd have to take care of it the way she always did at night in
her small bed.
"Good. I have some visitors coming over in a few minutes." Laura glanced at her wrist
watch and raised one thin eyebrow. Nancy could see her mother had taken care to wear
a good deal of makeup and pick out what she considered a provocative dress. Her
mother would dress like this several times a month. But always to go out to some
church meeting or other. At least, that's what she told her daughter.
"Okay, Mom. I'll be in my room," Nancy said, picking up the books she'd dragged in
with her and quickly walking to her room. The thought of Lee's firm, muscular body
burned like a religious vision in her mind. She could see him bent down on the playing
field, his thick-muscled legs spread wide apart while his board chest and shoulders
tensed. Why was she always looking at his crotch? What could a man do to satisfy her?
Nancy wasn't completely ignorant of the male anatomy. But to think that that long
thing called a penis or cock could fit in her furry little hole and make her feel better
seemed almost like a poor joke. Still...
"Ohhhh," Nancy sighed, closing the door behind her and dropping her books on her
small desk by the bed. That strange throbbing tingle came back again. Nancy leaned
against the door and closed her eyes. It started along the insides of her smooth thighs
like a tiny electric shock, getting stronger until her cuntlips and asscheeks became
heavy and flushed.
The young brunette opened her eyes and felt the dark room spinning around her. It
was only four o'clock, and the Boston winter sky looked as if it were midnight. Outside
the girl could hear the wind howling, blasting the city with its icy fierceness. The
weather outside and the warmth inside her room seemed to intensify the horrible
itching inside her juicing cunny. God, how hot she felt! Perspiration started to drip
from her forehead. The young girl could feel her clothes sticking to her flesh. How
uncomfortable she felt dressed!
"OHHH!" Nancy cried again. She closed her eyes once more and thought of Lee – only
this time the big football player was naked. She'd seen him once dressed only in a tight
white bathing suit. There was a fat bulge in the pouch of his trunks. Nancy
remembered licking her lips without knowing why.
The young girl fought with herself until the tickling, burning itch decreased. Her cunt
felt hot and very wet. When she moved her hips back and forth slightly the velvety pink
virgin surfaces of her cunny rubbed together and more hot juice bubbled out. Jesus, this
was the worst it had ever been!
Sighing deeply the brunette teenager pushed herself from the door and walked unevenly
across the dark bedroom, reaching up and unbuttoning her blouse. She removed the
white cotton garment, also releasing the clasp of her bra and letting her titties fall free
of the restraining cups. God, how good it felt to have her tits free. Her nipples had felt
hot and tingling, roasting in their own juices.
"Umm-mm," Nancy said, slipping off her shoes and socks, then unzipping her black
skirt and letting it float down to the cold floor. By the time she'd reached the bathroom
door Nancy was wearing only her juice-soaked panties. Oh God, how often she'd hid
those from her mother, fearing she would call her all kinds of names. Nancy had to
wash those briefs by herself, soaking out the sharp-smelling pussy juices in the
bathroom sink, drying them, then slipping them back into the laundry.
Nancy stepped into the small room and closed the door, stepping out of her briefs and
kicking them into one corner. The young girl walked to the cracked porcelain wash
stand and leaned heavily on it, looking at herself in the mirror. Beads of sweat stood on
her titties, rolling down her chest and collecting in her small navel. She was staring at
her image heavy-lidded, breathing so rapidly the girl was fogging up the long mirror in
front of her. Nancy thought more and more about Lee and his body and that
wonderful, hot/wet feeling grew more intense in her cunny. Her eyes were glistening
and her lower jaw went slack. Nancy massaged her flat belly with her hands, the fingers
slowly working lower. Finally they touched the hairs curling up from her hot cunt
mound.
The young brunette giggled a little hysterically, feeling the tremendous power in her
pussy rise like an awakened giant. Her clit tightened and throbbed, unsheathing itself
and pushing up from the wet, slick membranes surrounding it. There was a strange hot
feeling spreading through her cunt and belly. She felt hot and full.
"Ahhh!" Nancy said, her knees trembling. The young girl leaned more heavily against
the wash stand, moving her buttocks slowly back and forth. The weight of her
asscheeks intensified the feeling in her pussy. Nancy moved her fingers down, spreading
back her tight virginal outer pussylips. Her fingertips were wet with frothy fuck oil.
There wasn't any attempt by the young girl to hold back her thoughts now. All she
could think of was her pussy and that strange, bulging protrusion in Lee's white
bathing suit.
God, what would it feel like to have something sticking inside her pussy, going in and
out, peeling back her outer cuntlips while skewering her cunt. That's how it happened
– at least, that's what some of her friends said happened. Nancy had unclear images of
fucking. Now they all drifted together in front of her eyes. She sighed, that sound
arousing her further.
Slowly she eased two fingers into her fuck hole, moving them slowly in and out over
the hot wet membranes, increasing the speed until she was gasping for air. Her eyes
drifted out of focus. Lust churned through her body, making her nerve endings stand
on end. God, if only – if only someone would fuck her!
Nancy suddenly wanted to touch herself all over. But both hands were now full of soft,
hairy, tightly packed cunt muscle. Nancy leaned on the balls of her feet, pressing her
lower belly against the narrow sink. Her titties flattened on the wet mirror. She pressed
her shoulders closer to the slippery smoothness, moving them up and down so her
titties rubbed on the slick glass. At the same time she stuck her fingers deeper into her
tight little cunt. She could feel her pussy muscles cramping up into a big knot. God,
was this what all the girls felt? Was she unusual, a freak to be feeling something like
this so powerfully?
"AHHHHHH!" Nancy cried as she pinched her clit shaft between her thumb and
forefinger. Her ragged thumbnail felt so good raking that slick spindle! What would she
be saying and feeling if Lee were to be doing this to her, pressing her down into a bed
with his hot, hard, hairy body?
That question aroused the young brunette even more. She let out another loud gasp,
throwing her head back and finger-fucking herself more furiously than ever. Her
buttocks tightened, relaxed, then screwed up tight again. She thrust her hips from side
to side, sawing her cunt while she twisted her swollen clit again and again between her
fingers. The small sex stalk was swollen with blood, stretched like a tiny thumb and
easy for her to grab hold of.
Nancy screwed her fingers deeper now. She could feel the wet, velvety cunt sheath
clutching her fingers and thumb. The girl was gasping, sobbing, twisting her clit and
pussy. Oh God, oh God, if only her mother could tell her how to get rid of this awful
feeling. It would peak and nearly send her crashing to the floor. The young girl felt
some relief for a while. But then it would return, worse than ever. And it was coming
back sooner and sooner as the days passed by.
And now it was so good – too good. It somehow felt wrong to have it that good. Nancy
wanted to stop now. She was crying. Oh God, if only she could stop her thighs from
wiggling back and forth. With her thighs tight together Nancy dipped and plunged and
wiggled her ass. No, she wasn't about to stop that feeling. The weight of her tight little
asscheeks added more and more to those wonderful sensations in her cunt. She felt a
hot wetness around each tit. Jesus, she would be reaching that funny feeling soon. "Ah,
ah!" the girl cried.
The teenager was so engrossed in her masturbating she didn't notice the bathroom door
opening slowly behind her, fingers sliding around the doorframe and pushing the door
toward her. The sound of whispering mingled with the young girl's ecstatic cries.
"No, I won't... I won't," Nancy gasped. Thrilling spasm of lust rocked her body. She
swayed drunkenly back and forth, giggling again, then breaking out into a series of
tight gasping cries. Her knees gave way. The teenager managed to lean against the wash
stand in time to keep herself from sliding to the floor. And still that tight feeling
wouldn't release itself.
"Ohhh, good, good, good!" Nancy cried, looking stupidly into the mirror. Her face was
swollen and flushed. Strings of drool oozed from one corner of her mouth and
dampened her chin while her lids drooped heavily over her glazed eyes. A fire storm
rushed up her thighs, to her cunt and belly.
"AHHHHHH!" Nancy cried. Her climax was violent, knocking the wind from her
lungs. The girl pitched forward, banging her forehead against the damp mirror. God,
how good she felt now. The pressure that had been pinching and throbbing in her cunt
was gone now, replaced by a delicious glow spreading all over her snatch and lower
belly.
Nancy let out a tiny sigh, pushing herself away from the sink. She shook her head,
brushing the hair from her eyes. The churning in her cunt was still happening even
though she'd shot over the crest of her climax. God, was there more?
Her hands grabbed her high-riding tits. She squeezed the nipples, playing with the tiny
hard nubbins of flesh. Her belly heaved again, and Nancy found herself cumming
again! Oh God, would this go on all night? The girl hoped it would. She thought of
herself swaying drunkenly in the hot, humid bathroom until midnight, her pussy
dribbling oil down her trembling thighs the way it was doing now, slicking down her
frazzled pussy hairs with the thick, smelly fluid.
"Oh, ah, ah!" Nancy cried, her feet moving in a strange dance of lust as her pussy
clenched, relaxed, then tightened again, grabbing onto thin air. Oh, to have something
inside her, sliding back and forth, hammering against her clit. She wanted to be filled
with something – with whatever was behind that bulging pouch in Lee's white
swimming trunks. Instinct told the girl what she needed was between the young
football player's legs.
"Ahhhhh!" Nancy cried as she lifted and lowered her hips in a wild dance of lust. But
that little dance ended quickly as two tall dark men threw the door wide open and
strode into the bathroom.
"So, Laura's kid's a virgin, eh?" one man barked.
Nancy screamed. She covered her tits and cunt, lunging backward and slapping her butt
against the edge of the sink. She saw the handsome Italian-looking man reach out for
her, his fingers inches away from her fuzzy, juice-slick cunt.
"Who are you?" the girl managed to cry out, her eyes wide with disbelief and horror.
Who were these strange, sneering men, and what were they doing in her bathroom?
Where was her mother? How did they get in? Her flesh crawled with horror as she saw
a savage, excited glint in their eyes.
While the short, stocky, older man laughed, the other reached for the girl's slender
shoulders. Nancy stepped back again, her heels touching the cool porcelain of the
bathtub. There was nowhere for her to go as the man's eyes roamed freely and lewdly
over her naked young body. Glancing down quickly Nancy saw a bulge in his tightfitting, 
well-tailored brown slacks. He was wearing a three-piece suit cut in continental
style. His expensive silk shirt and tie, vest, and styled black hair all spoke of money and
.good manners. Then what was he doing in here?
"Oh God, don't," Nancy said in a low voice. She was shaking, quivering under the
men's stares. They were going to rape her! Somehow they'd managed to break in,
overpower her poor mother, and now they were going to do horrible things to her.
"Don't do what?" the younger man said, dragging the terrified teenager from the
bathroom into her bedroom. Nancy stumbled forward past the older man, catching her
balance just in front of her bed. If only she had a towel to cover herself with. But they'd
forced her out of the bathroom before she could take anything with her.
"My mother?" Nancy cried as the younger man slammed the bedroom door shut, then
reached over and turned on a floor lamp. The soft yellow glow made Nancy's smooth,
white flesh appear more desirable than ever.
"Rico?" the older man said, smiling knowingly at his partner.
"Get back in the living room with the old lady. Tell Tony I'll be in in a sec," Rico said,
loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.
"Oh God, no, no!" Nancy cried, reaching down quickly and picking up her blouse,
covering her titties and cunt as best she could. She watched the older man leave,
carefully closing the door behind him. Turning back to Rico the young girl watched in
terror as the handsome young Italian slowly undressed.


Chapter 2

Rico stood watching her after having pushed the naked young brunette down onto her
bed. Nancy scooted back on her bare ass, still clutching the blouse tightly to her titties.
Her eyes were wide with horror while she tucked her legs protectively under her taut
buttocks and watched the big stud like a frightened animal.
Without saying a word Rico unbuckled his belt and pulled it from his pants.
"Your old lady's been fuckin' around town, not payin' attention to who she's supposed
to keep her pussy for," Rico said, licking his lower lip as his eyes surveyed the
trembling brunette in front of him.
Those words! They were horrible! And he was talking about her mother! What could
her mother have done to earn that kind of abuse?
Rico held the belt tightly by the buckle end, snapping the black leather lightly against
his thick-muscled thigh. His broad chest glistened with sweat in the dim yellow light. In
spite of the terror she suffered, Nancy felt her pussy spasming with a weird kind of
need. The terror was actually stoking the burning coals in her cunt. What's happening
to me? Nancy thought to herself as she felt her mouth go dry and her throat tighten.
He was going to beat her with that belt. She knew it. Already she could feel the leather
biting into her flesh, making it bleed and swell up into thousands of welts. And yet
somehow that awful knowledge excited her terribly.
"So, we came around here to teach her some manners," Rico said, raising his arm
slowly over his head.
Nancy cowered, cringing under the shadow of his rising arm. In the background Nancy
could hear her mother screaming as the sounds of breaking furniture filtered through
the closed door.
"Please, don't..."
Nancy couldn't finish the sentence. Rico swung the belt down. It hissed through the air,
then cracked sharply as it sliced into the tender flesh just above her cunt. Nancy's head
snapped back while a sharp cry of fear and pain ripped from her throat. Her hands
jerked down to protect the injured flesh while her legs involuntarily shot apart,
exposing her wet, bloated pussy flesh. A small, purple welt slowly began to rise.
"So, we also came to teach the daughter a lesson too. Maybe she can tell her mother not
to cross Carmine Castello," Rico said, trailing the pointed tip of the belt along her inner
thigh.
Nancy shuddered, not daring to make a move for fear of antagonizing the big man.
Then Rico snapped his arm high in the air, the belt cracking like a whip. He brought it
down again and again. The big leather instrument thrashed across the girl. Nancy cried
out, covering her face with her hands and rolling over on her belly. Welts crisscrossed
her rounded buttocks while the girl's sobs and cries for help excited the young Italian
stud even more. She clawed at the sheets, finally ripping them with her long fingernails.
Her body jiggled and rolled from side to side as the leather burned her asscheeks. Oh
God, the pain was so horrible.
And yet something odd was happening to her. Nancy squirmed on the bed, working
her cunt up and down against the folds of her sheet. Her pussy lips were peeled back by
this motion, exposing the juiced folds and hollows of her virgin cunny. The fuzzy
cotton of the sheet tickled her tight little snatch, rubbing teasingly against her hard little
clit. With each blow Rico gave her with the leather belt the brunette felt the vibrations
transmitted to her snatch. Somehow the pain and the exquisite pleasure she felt in her
pussy were related. The tiny sex spindle ached and throbbed.
Nancy grabbed the edge of her mattress to keep her fingers from working their way
back down to her dripping pussy. No, she couldn't let this man see she was getting
excited by his whipping.
"Little goddamned bitch – daughter of a bigger, motherfuckin' bitch," Rico said
between clenched teeth. He was sweating, his chest heaving up and down while
perspiration trickled down his face. His right hand rose and fell regularly, his muscles
bulging against his glistening flesh as he brought the belt down again and again, filling
the room with the sharp cracking of the leather against Nancy's beaten flesh.
Nancy chewed the pillow, hiding her red, pinched face from the big man. Her buttocks
stayed tense. Instinctively the buns contracted and relaxed rhythmically, matching the
blows from Rico's flailing blows. When Rico slowed down his assault, the brunette
raised her ass in an unconscious attempt to absorb the last of the attack.
"Fuck. This little number's really enjoyin' it," the young Italian said under his breath.
He threaded the belt back through the loops of his trousers. Not fastening the buckle,
however, Rico sat down, the bed sagging from his muscular weight. Nancy could smell
the odor of excited, sweaty flesh next to her. Her mind buzzed as if someone had
passed electricity through her. Oh God, she didn't want this man to go until he – until
he what? Did she want him to do what she fantasized in the bathroom a few minutes
ago? Would he take her in his arms and rape her, reaming out her tight virginal cunt
with his long whanger?
"Poor little girl," Rico said in a low voice, reaching out and running his fingers through
her silky thick black hair. "I'll have you dancin' on this bed before I'm through with
you."
He stood back up, the bed springs snapping back. Nancy turned her head around and
saw him unbuttoning his trousers. God, it was true! He was going to fuck her!
Nancy pulled herself back up, rolling onto her beaten asscheeks. She raised one hand
and wiped the hot tears from her eyes as she watched the big, powerful Rico step out of
his trousers after sliding off his shoes and socks. He draped the pants carefully over the
back of her desk chair, then curled his fingers over the elastic waistband of his white
jockey shorts. Nancy's eyes shot down. He had a bulge, maybe even bigger than Lee's,
in the pouch of his briefs.
Slowly he pulled his jockeys down, the cotton curling over the stretched elastic,
revealing more and more of his lower belly and crotch. Now Nancy could see the first
few black curly cock hairs curling around the top of his sliding briefs.
Then with a grunt Rico pulled his shorts all the way down, stepping from them and
draping them over his trousers.
Nancy's eyes widened. The thing between his legs was huge. She couldn't even believe
something like that could exist on a man. The thick, long cock must have been ten
inches, at least. It sprung out at her like some aroused animal, rising higher and higher
from the widely spread thighs with every passing second. The young brunette could see
several rope-like veins standing out against the olive flesh. They pulsed rhythmically
while the silky, flanged head throbbed menacingly.
Nancy thought of her cunt. No! That thing would split her apart! There couldn't be any
pleasure in having that – that thing sliding between her pussylips, forcing them apart
until they split!
Rico strode to the edge of the bed, laughing at Nancy's obvious terror. The prick
bobbed and swayed with each step he took. Droplets of cum oozed from his piss-slit,
dropping in clear strings toward the floor. The smell of his sweat excited Nancy. She
could see the perspiration glistening under the thick bushy jungle of cockhairs
surrounding the fat dickroot.
"Baby, I'm gonna fuck you 'til you can't piss for a week," Rico said, climbing into bed
next to her quivering body. As Nancy screamed, Rico jerked her legs apart. With his
big, calloused fingers, he grabbed her roughly and pulled her down toward the edge of
the bed. The young brunette's eyes widened, glazing over with horror as she felt the
young Italian stud's hands roam shamelessly over her naked body.
"Oh, oh, oh," Nancy groaned, closing her eyes and biting down on her lower lip. To
think something like this was happening in her own bedroom! Raped on the bed her
father used to sit on and tell her bedtime stories! Oh God, and her mother was just a
few feet away in the other room. God only knew what those horrible animals were
doing to her.
"A virgin, eh? We're gonna see just how tight this little virgin is," Rico said. Nancy
tensed, feeling his big hands clamp onto her tiny hips. How small and helpless she felt
under this big man.
And now he was moving down, down, licking her belly, making her feel so heavy and
weak. Oh God, she should be fighting for her honor. But he was making her feel
wonderful, higher and sexier than she'd ever felt before in her life.
"Ohh, wait, don't..." Nancy pleaded. His cheeks were wedged between her thighs. What
was he doing with his mouth? "Oh God, God!" the girl whimpered. Nancy felt herself
soaring to the ceiling. Everything was spinning around and around. The rough, scratchy
feeling of Rico's unshaven cheeks against the smooth flesh of her .thighs made her cunt
spasm with a weird kind of pleasure.
Her chest heaved as Rico moved his head from side to side. His mouth was pressing
against her swelling cuntlips. Oh God, no one had told her having a man's lips against
a pussy could feel this good! Her mother had hinted doing things like this was bad,
perverted. But how could anything so good be bad?
And when the girl felt his hot, rough tongue licking over her fleshy cuntlips she jerked
up her knees, nearly pressing them to her chest. Nancy instinctively spread apart her
thighs, giving the big Italian more lapping room. Oh God, it was wonderful to feel his
tongue up between her bloated labia. Then he moved in further, licking at the sensitive
membranes between her inner and outer lips. When she felt him brush his tongue
against her clit, Nancy exploded like an atomic bomb. She was shoving up to him,
pushing her snatch into his mouth.
Rico responded by sliding his tongue into her juicy pussy crack. When Nancy started
moving her thighs back and forth, spinning quickly out of control, Rico scraped his
tongue around the hot virginal cunny hole, sopping up her flowing pussy oil. He
sucked at the same time, almost pulling the girl's cherry loose. While Rico worked her
over this way, he spread her thighs further apart. His fingers held her wide open while
he dropped his thumbs, working over her asshole. While Nancy gasped and twisted her
ass over the sweat-stained sheet, Rico could feel her asshole muscles relaxing, then
grabbing at his thumb.
Suddenly the bedroom door burst open. Nancy twisted her head around. The first thing
the young teenager recognized was Rico's partner wrestling with her mother, his hands
pawing the woman's shoulders and waist. Nancy could see her mother's dress had been
ripped around the front and down the back. The screaming woman's face was bruised
while part of her slip had been ripped from her shoulders. She was flailing at the
laughing man, trying to dig her sharp fingernails into his face. But he held her away
from him, sneering at her efforts to escape.
Then the woman looked down and saw her naked daughter sprawled on the bed, the
girl's legs curled up and spread apart. Her dark-red pussy membranes were exposed.
Rico's juice-slickened cheeks and lips told the entire story.
"Oh my God!" Laura moaned, horrified at what they'd done to Nancy.
"Get her the fuck outta here," Rico snarled, angered by the interruption.
"Sure, sure," the fat man said, pulling Laura sobbing and screaming from the bedroom
and slamming the door shut.
"My mother!" Nancy cried, trying to get up from the bed.
"Get back down, you little whore," Rico snarled, pushing his palm hard against Nancy's
chest and shoving her back onto the mattress. The brunette lay quietly, her nostrils
flared with fear and excitement as Rico reached down with both hands and took his
giant cock in his fingers. Staring at her with his glittering black eyes, the big Italian
smeared the droplets of cum oozing from his piss-slit over the satiny flesh of his
cockhead. His fat hanging nuts jiggled with every move he made. Oh dear God, was he
really going to fuck her with that? Nancy glanced down at her belly, wondering just
how far that thing between his muscular legs would go up her before it pierced her
stomach.
"Let's see if you're hot enough for it," Rico said. He dropped one hand, rubbing his
fingers over the hollows of her thighs where they met her body. Nancy's body stiffened
and trembled when Rico suddenly slipped two fingers into her pulsing cunt.
"Ahhhh!" Nancy's shaking arms moved across the bed. She was drooling, tossing her
head from side to side. He was fucking his fingers in and out, tweaking her clitty from
time to time with his thumb and forefinger. Nancy didn't think she could last.
Something this good, this powerful, would surely make her pass out. She couldn't keep
conscious while the horrible, tight aching throbbed more and more.
"Damn it, keep still."
But Nancy couldn't keep still. She bucked and thrashed like a speared fish as Rico's
fingers scraped her smooth, sensitive cuntal flesh. He dug against her soft pussy lining,
plowing his knuckles against the wet, hot folds. Nancy felt her body trying to nurse
those wonderful fingers as if they were that thing sticking from Rico's lower belly. The
girl had no more control over her body. Her hair tangled in knots around her throat.
Her eyes glazed over and rolled up in her head while her smooth, light-pink flesh
glistened with sweat in the dim light. The girl had turned into a bitch in heat, twisting,
writhing, silently begging Rico to fuck her without even knowing how the act was to
begin.
"Okay, baby, time you learned a few facts of life," Rico said, pulling his fingers out. At
the same time he leaned forward, bracing himself by putting an arm on either side of
Nancy's shoulders. Nancy felt him moving that hot cock against her. It was filthy to
have a man doing this to her. Her legs were pushed far apart, half up in the air and to
either side of this big man. She could feel that hard cock pressing against her buttocks,
sliding up, up along the narrow crack until it was plowing through the lower reaches of
her pussy hairs. And yet, oh God, how every nerve ending in her pussy strained down
toward this fat dick! Excited tremblings ripped through her snatch as it winked shut
with heat, then slowly opened once more.
Rico felt his dickhead reach the center of Nancy's wet cuntal slit. Sucking in a deep
breath, he pushed forward with his smooth, muscular ass.
"Ummmmm!" Nancy cried. She could feel his thick cockhead working inside her. They
slipped together. As the fat head slid in, Nancy's snatch lips closed over it. Rico's big
long shaft was outside, bending slightly at the middle as he tried to force more of it
inside. But the girl was incredibly tight. He raised his eyebrows, surprised that the
teenage brunette probably was telling the truth about not having been fucked before.
Well, that was a find, and the thought that he was screwing a virgin excited Rico even
more. To be the first one, and to turn her on this much was something to be proud of!
Rico peered down through his drooping eyelids and saw Nancy slowly twisting and
undulating under him. She was being speared, skewered by his long, throbbing cock.
And the young teenager loved it. Her mouth was pulled tightly across her face while
her eyelids fluttered wildly. Her nostrils flared like those of a mare in heat. When Rico
shifted his thick-muscled thighs from side to side, Nancy let out a sharp cry, then
spread her thighs even farther apart. Her flat belly ballooned upward at those times
while her tight little ass danced across the torn, stained sheet. Her shoulders shook with
passion while her titties jiggled together, then rolled apart. Rico licked the sweat from
her lips and moved his hands to Nancy's fat titties. He hadn't really played with them
at all.
"AHHH!" Nancy groaned. What was he doing? She could feel that fat sausage reaming
her out, pushing her hot, sticky cuntal folds apart. But now he was toying with her
boobs, rubbing her nipples with his calloused thumbs. Oh God, how good it felt to
have that man on top of her, his weight pressing her down into the soft mattress while
his thumbs and fingers were flicking at her nipples, the thumbnails occasionally biting
into the hard, sensitive flesh. When Rico rolled her titties together so he could rub her
nipples against one another Nancy cried out, squeezing her asscheeks together and
hunching up jerkily.
"Too fuckin' hot for you, eh? Okay, babe, it's about time for me to finish up on your
goddamned twat anyway," Rico said almost angrily.


Chapter 3

Rico twisted his body around so the teenager could feel his cock working inside her.
Nancy did, gasping and crying out helplessly. She raked the torn sheet with her
fingernails, jerking her head from side to side. The young brunette thought her lungs
would burst when his spongy cockhead started reaming out the tight pink hole,
pushing deeper and deeper into her body. His fat cockshaft was sinking deeper, inch by
inch, into her hole.
"Ohhhh," Nancy begged as she felt her pussy being split apart. Oh, it felt so good. And
this man was actually fitting inside her! Nancy couldn't believe her pussy could have
expanded that much to accommodate that large, club-like thing. But something had
happened. She'd relaxed so much Rico was shoving his dick easily into her now.
"Go on, baby, beg for it. We're fuckin', damn it.
Beg me to fuck you," Rico gasped, throwing his head back and fighting down the desire
to shoot right now. He knew he was going to bump against her cherry. He wanted to
see the expression of pain and terror on her face when he finally pierced that membrane
with his cock.
Nancy at first didn't want to say anything. It was too horribly filthy to go on begging
for more cock. At least now she could say she was getting raped. There wasn't much
she could do. But to actually beg for it...
"Beg," Rico ordered. He moved up slightly, sliding the top of his throbbing cock along
the slick nub of Nancy's clit. The girl gasped, her eyelids fluttering open while her
muscles tensed as if she'd received an electric shock. Her nipples throbbed as Rico's
thumbs and fingers kept rubbing them into a state of near pain.
"Oh, fuck me," Nancy finally pleaded, feeling shame radiate over her body like a flush
of heat. She was actually begging this stranger to fuck her.
"Yeah, just like all cunts," he muttered. "You don't want a cock. But pin 'em down to
the bed and stick your whanger up 'em and shit, they can't get enough of your meat."
The words burned Nancy to her soul. But she was too hot to rise to them. She felt the
pressure in her cunny become more intense as Rico shoved at least half of his dick into
her. Glancing up she could see there were at least six inches outside. She wanted it all
sliding up her pussy. She wanted Rico rolling down on top of her, squeezing her,
pinning her to the mattress like a pinned insect. The girl reached up to pull his chest
down to her titties. "You want it deeper?" Rico snarled. "Yes, oh yes," Nancy panted,
ignoring his hostile tone of voice.
"Then take it, baby," he said, bearing down on her hard. His rod pushed farther
through the tight, juice-slick cuntal sheath. Nancy thought of his dickhead burrowing
down into her hole, that flesh cooking in her bubbling love oil. As it pushed aside the
virgin pussy tissues, the cock was grabbed occasionally by those velvety cuntal walls.
Then suddenly Nancy felt his cock run into something firm. It was her cherry. She'd
heard stories about how much breaking that cherry would hurt. And sometimes the girl
would bleed a lot.
"Don't hurt me," Nancy said again. This time she meant it. She didn't want to bleed to
death.
"It's your goddamned cherry, baby, and I'm gonna pop it open for you."
"Stop, it's hurting me, no, no, no!" Nancy begged. She curled her hands into fists and
beat them helplessly against Rico's broad shoulders. The pain was squeezing out the
pleasure in her swampy box. She wanted that cock. She needed the fucking that was so
new to her. But at the same time that pain raking her pussy was almost making her lose
consciousness. Nancy had never felt anything so painful. And it was getting worse.
"Don't move so fuckin' much," Rico snarled. He grabbed her roughly by the shoulders
and held her down. The girl's face was pinched red with pain and terror. Tears oozed
out from under her closed eyelids while strings of drool leaked from the corners of her
tightly compressed mouth. Rico's cockhead was pushing hard against the tiny
membrane, threatening to rip through it at any second.
"NOOOOO!" Nancy cried, tossing and twisting in Rico's tight grip. She tried to break
away from the thing that was killing her.
"AH!" Rico cried, lunging down. His cock bent in the middle for a second, then
straightened and slid in as the head finally broke through Nancy's cherry.
Rico let out a gasp of triumph, feeling his dick slide all the way in and touch bottom.
Finally he had every inch of his thick hunk of cockmeat rammed into her hot cunt. He
lay down on her titties, his breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. Sweat poured off
his forehead and chest while he ground his crotch sensuously over Nancy's furry little
cunny mound.
"Hey, babe," Rico said, pulling his head up and looking down at her. The girl at first
looked as if she'd died. But a tiny moan told Rico she was just semi-conscious.
"Wh-what happened?" Nancy asked weakly, opening her eyes and looking strangely at
Rico.
"I busted your fuckin' cherry," he said proudly, glancing down between their sweaty
bodies. "And I don't think you're bleeding much. Don't give a fuck. I've screwed virgins
before. Shit, when you get through the cherry, they're hotter'n whores in the combat
zone."
Rico waited for a while, watching Nancy's reaction as he started then stopped his
fucking motions. The girl cried out less when he moved his hard dick up and down. He
pulled his cock all the way out, then slammed it back in, making Nancy snap up from
the bed, her head nearly banging against Rico's.
"Good, eh, babe?" the man gasped out.
Nancy could only moan. The pain slowly disappeared, replaced by that wonderful, hot,
aching sensation radiating from her throbbing clitty to all parts of her body. Her legs
spread wide apart so the hard dick could slide deeper inside her. All she could think of
was the bubbly hot juice oozing out from her pussy, slicking down Rico's dick, making
the weapon wet and enabling it to fuck her harder and faster.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Nancy cried. His iron-hard rod was going in like a hot branding iron
slipping through a tub of butter. It burned a tight passage into the slippery membranes
of her snatch. His hips worked up and down, shoving his cock in and out of the
brunette teenager's pussy like a piston. Finally he was giving her long full strokes,
burying the full length and thickness of his prong in her body.
Nancy groaned when she felt his weight rest against her clit. His hairy body nibbed
over every square inch of her flesh. She was twisting under him, trying to feel every
part of him with her flesh, her fingers, her legs, her face. The girl was flying higher than
she'd ever flown before.
"Feel it, baby? Don't it make you wanna piss?" Rico said between gasps for breath.
Nancy moaned her answer. She felt the rushing of his cock as it ripped through her
tight wet cunny. Before she knew it she was hammering her cunt mound up to him,
twisting in the opposite direction Rico twisted, creating as much friction as she could
between her pussy and his dick.
"OHHH!" the girl cried. Rico was hammering against her clitty now. This time he
didn't stop. He kept going, rotating his hips, reaming out her pussy, slamming. down
harder and faster. His weight made her shake all over as he hunched his way deeper
into her welcoming body. Nancy was grunting. Her pussy was being stretched wide
open by Rico's fucking strokes. His dick seemed to be ballooning more and more,
stretching her open until she thought she'd split apart.
"OHHHHH!" Nancy moaned. A flash of fire raced through her body. Something big,
hard and hot was growing in the pit of her belly. It was like a ball of yarn slowly
unraveling, making her pussy and asshole tighten, relax, then tighten again. It was
almost like the feeling she'd had in front of the mirror a few minutes ago when she was
playing with herself. Only this time it was far more intense. Nancy felt her legs swing
up to circle Rico's back. They scissored tightly around the big man's neck, pulling him
more tightly down toward her. Her arms flew around his neck, her fingernails clawing
at his flesh. Nancy's ass ground up to meet him, her entire body grabbing at the big
Italian as he fucked her.
"Can't hold out much longer, babe. My nuts're gonna cut loose."
Nancy didn't understand exactly what Rico was trying to tell her. But she guessed he
was going to have that same sensation she felt when she reached her peak in front of
the bathroom mirror.
"Gonna cum, baby. I'm gonna blow my fuckin' jizz in your twat. Gonna cum."
So that was what that sensation was called. Cumming!
"Cum, cum," Nancy repeated, the word making her thrill even more. She could feel
that ball unraveling completely now. There was an explosion building up inside her
somewhere. It spread through her cunny, shot up to her belly, then back to her asshole.
Her body tightened up, getting ready for her big shot, her first cum with a cock
stabbing in her pussy.
"Fuck it out, baby," Rico moaned. He increased his fucking strokes until his balls
slapped noisily against the bottoms of her upturned asscheeks. His nuts started
tightening up in their sac. The thick tube running through his cock was getting ready
to take the jizz from his balls and blast it into her body.
"Ohhh, more, more," Nancy begged.
"Little slut, whore, bitch!" Rico cried. His back arched while his head snapped from side
to side. Nancy could feel her pussy grabbing the throbbing dick, hanging on to it,
milking the sensitive cockhead.
And then the big Italian came. Nancy felt his body quiver, then sway drunkenly from
side to side. She could feel hot jets of something sticky, rich and scalding burst out into
her pussy. It burned into her sensitive pussy walls. The girl suddenly lost what little
control she had. Nancy didn't know exactly what was happening. But she knew she
liked it. It felt as if her world were coming apart at the seams. Her pussy walls spasmed
as her cunt clutched around Rico's spraying dick meat.
"Cum, fuck you, cum!" Rico shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Cum, OHHHHHHH!" Nancy cried, her legs scissoring so tightly around Rico's neck
she nearly choked off his air. Her body twitched, pitched, hunched, bucked as spasms
tore through her. It was almost painful. The girl threw her body from side to side,
milking more jizz from Rico's spraying dick. Nancy had never felt anything like this in
her life! She never guessed fucking a man could feel so good. And her mother had tried
to keep this knowledge away from her? It couldn't have been right to do it. Now, as she
twisted on the torn sheet of her tiny bed, Nancy could only think of this wonderful
man, his fat, long cock and how good it would feel if he could spend the entire night
with her.
"Easy, baby, easy," Rico said, leaning back and wiping his forehead with the back of his
hand. His spraying had finally stopped. He looked down at the young girl. She was
completely exhausted. Her black hair fanned out on the pillow, some of it tangled
around her throat. The young teenager's face was damp with sweat. Her titties heaved
gently up and down as Nancy slowly began to regain her normal breathing. A red flush
spread up her belly to her chest. Yes, she'd had one hell of a cum, Rico thought as he
started backing away from her.
"OHHHH!" Nancy moaned, feeling the dick slide away from her pussy. It felt as if he
were dragging her insides away with it.
"Okay, baby, you've had your fun. Now get dressed," Rico said as he climbed off the
bed and walked quickly to the bathroom.
Nancy lay in the middle of her tiny bed, her legs spread apart and hanging over the
edges while her arms were crossed tightly across her tits. She turned her head slowly,
watching Rico's firm body as he moved silently across her room into the bath. While he
cleaned up she thought about how wonderful he felt climbing over her, how good his
body felt as it slid up and down, his cock drilling deeper and harder into her swampy
pussy. She closed her eyes and could feel that hard, thick thing reaming her out. And
what would her mother say? She'd seen Nancy getting fucked. She'd seen her daughter
stripped naked, flung on the bed, spread-eagled while Rick was eating out her pussy.
What would she think? Could Nancy convince her mother she had nothing to do with
this, even though she'd been a more than willing partner to her undoing?
And what were they doing to her mother in the first place? Suddenly the real horror of
the situation drifted back to the young teenager. She wasn't just being screwed by some
oversexed high school stud. This wasn't Lee. He was someone who looked like those
slick, handsome men she'd seen in the movies playing Mafia roles. But what was
someone like her mother doing with people like Rico and that man inside called Tony?
"Hey, I said get dressed," Tony shouted, peering around the bathroom door.
Nancy groaned, pulling herself up from the bed.
How heavy her body felt! It was so hard to move, to slide her legs over the side of the
bed, then stand up and walk over to her clothes. The skirt and blouse and bra lay in a
twisted pile near the foot of her bed. She started bending down as Tony stepped from
the bathroom and flipped off the light.
"On second thought, just put on them panties," he said, narrowing his eyes and smiling
evilly. Nancy felt a chill creep over her flesh. She did as she was told, but kept away
from the big Italian as he finished dressing.
As Tony slid his expensive jacket over his shirt Nancy decided to quiz him about what
was going on.
"What do you want with my mother?" Nancy asked, sliding her juice-soaked panties up
over her narrow thighs to her waist. The cold fuck oil soaking her briefs made her outer
labia shudder at the contact.
"Your old lady? Hell, I don't give a fuck what happens to her or you. I got my orders to
teach her a lesson. She didn't tell you anything, did she?" Rico said, tilting his head to
one side and studying the frightened girl carefully.
"About what?" Nancy was completely confused. She didn't know what on earth this
man was talking about.
"Ain't that a kick? Well, babes, your old lady's in thick with Carmine Castello. Name
mean anything to you, sweet tits?" Rico asked, stepping forward and touching the girl's
pendulous titties. Nancy let out a sharp gasp of terror, shrinking back from his touch.
"You weren't so fuckin' proper a couple of minutes ago," he commented wryly,
dropping his hand. He picked up his tie from the chair and turned his back on the girl,
lifting up his shirt collar and sliding the tie around his thick neck.
"What-" Nancy began to repeat her question.
"Your old lady's the girlfriend of the town's big boss, understand?" Rico said, looking
into the dresser mirror while tying his tie. He smiled as he noticed Nancy's horrified
reaction to his revelation.
"My mother? Never!" the girl protested vehemently. She felt her world coming apart at
the seams. Already fucked brutally and beaten with a belt, now she was being asked to
believe this filthy, horrible story. No, her mother was a kind, decent woman. She'd
never allow herself to be debased that way! A Mafia boss's girlfriend? Her mother?
"It's true, sweet tits," Rick said, straightening the knot of his tie against his Adam's
apple, then turning around and staring at Nancy again.
The girl, facing a man so well dressed, suddenly became painfully aware of her
nakedness and shame. Lowering her eyes, Nancy backed toward the bed. If only she
could crawl under those covers and hide her head. She'd cry for days before crawling
back out.
"Your old lady's been fuckin' around with Carmine for over a year. Now she wants out.
Says she didn't really know what kind of man he was. Fuck. How the hell do you think
she's been able to keep up the payments on this goddamned house and her fuckin'
car?" Rico asked. He walked closer toward her. "It was Carmine's money. Your old man
left nothin', babe. Nothin'! " Rico swept his hand in a broad arc to emphasize his point.
"It was Carmine's dough that helped out your old lady and you. And now she wants
out." He sneered. "Well, Carmine don't let anybody out. We're gonna make real sure
you and your old lady don't get any imagine ideas."
With that Rico reached out and grabbed Nancy by the shoulders, twisting her around
like a china doll and shoving her roughly toward the door. Nancy sobbed, shuffling
forward and stepping into the hall.
"My God!" the brunette teenager cried, stopping by the doorframe and surveying the
damage. The hall mirror, end table and chair were broken, shards of glass littering the
thick green hall carpeting.
"Don't cut your feet," Rico warned, pushing her forward. Nancy walked down the hall
like a zombie, her arms still held tightly across her jiggling titties. In the living room
she could hear her mother sobbing amid sniggering and cursing.


Chapter 4

"Nancy, honey," Laura cried, stretching out her arms as the young brunette stepped
into the living room.
"Easy, bitch," Tony said, raising his hand over his head threateningly. Laura cried out,
covering her bruised face with both arms and shrinking back onto the couch. Nancy
looked around the large room, horror in her eyes at the destruction. Nancy glanced
back at her mother. Laura's dress had been stripped from her body. All she was dressed
in was her slip, bra and panties. They were ripped and stained with dirt and blood.
Obviously Tony and his friend had given Laura quite a workover while Rico was
fucking Nancy's brains out in the bedroom.
"You got our little friend out in the car?" Rico asked, still standing behind the brunette
teenager.
His lips peeled back in a broad grin, revealing two rows of sparkling white teeth.
"Yeah. The camera too. That oughtta teach this one to keep her pussy for Carmine,"
Tony said, nodding to the two men in front of him. He stepped quickly over the glass
and magazines on the floor, throwing open the front door and walking into the howling
blizzard. Nancy rubbed the palms of her hands over her goosefleshed upper arms as the
cold air blew into the living room. Laura sat, crossing her legs tightly at the knees and
staring hopelessly at her daughter. What shame and horror she'd brought down on the
two of them.
"I swear, honey, I did it only to get some money for the two of us. I met Carmine
Castello at a party. He seemed so nice. He wanted me. It seemed like such a small price
to pay," Laura said rapidly. She felt she had to explain herself to her daughter.
"Oh Momma-" Nancy began. Then she heard Tony coming back into the house and
she froze. There'd be time later for explanations.
At first Nancy noticed only Tony and the other man. Then she saw what the big man
had brought in – a big black Doberman pinscher! What was he going to do with that
animal? Was he going to set it on her and her mother? Were they going to take
pictures of that huge, growling beast attacking two women?
"Oh no, NO!" Laura cried. She'd twisted around on the couch and saw what Tony had
brought in.
Obviously the older woman knew what they had in mind and was protesting wildly.
"Don't worry, baby. Carmine told us to give him to you. But I've got a better idea. You
can see what's gonna happen to you if you don't fuckin' shape up. Your daughter's
gonna be the guinea Pig."
Nancy shuddered at those words. Her and the dog. What did it all mean? Tony was
holding the Doberman tightly by the leash. The big dog's shiny coat seemed to glisten
with excitement. The young brunette could see the hard muscles rippling under the
black coat. His lips were pulled tightly back, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. From
his thick throat came a steady low growl.
"Okay, baby, come on, walk on over to Bowser. His name's King, by the way," Rico
said, reaching out and pushing Nancy roughly forward.
The girl stumbled across the carpet, still hugging her titties. Glancing at her mother,
who was sobbing almost hysterically, the teenager moved slowly, cautiously toward the
big Doberman. King eyed her suspiciously, and stopped growling when he picked up
the scent of her juice-stained panties. Nancy watched as his nostrils quivered and his
head stretched forward. His pointed ears pricked up, then flattened back as his feet
danced anxiously over the floor.
"Stand right there," Tony said, dropping the leash onto Nancy's bare feet. The
Doberman moved between Nancy's legs and tilted his head up, sniffing at the soaked
crotch panel. Then, twisting his head to one side, he started licking her calves tenderly.
"Ohhh!" Nancy cried. Dimly she began to understand what was going to happen to
her.
"Get down on the floor, baby," Tony snarled.
Nancy shook her head, biting down hard on her lower lip. Oh God, why did that filthy
animal's tongue make her feel so warm and tingly? She was actually feeling something
good while that big Doberman was trying to lick her pussy! Nancy could feel her flesh
crawling, the skin puckering up into goosepimples. King was trying to reach her soaked
panty crotch.
"Down," Tony said, pushing her to the floor with his big paw-like hands.
Nancy crashed to her knees, reeling backward in pain. She wound up in a sprawled
sitting position, one leg tucked under her ass and the other stretched out in front of
her. The dog acted quickly, moving between the brunette's splayed thighs. His tongue
stretched out, brushing against the narrow band of wet nylon pressed hard against her
cuntlips. Nancy couldn't believe what was happening to her. She moved forward,
actually pushing her hips up and down. The dog whimpered and moved his snout from
side to side. The nylon twisted into a rope, pressing hard against her inner cuntlips. It
was peeling them back, forcing them aside. No, she couldn't really be doing this. It was
some kind of freaky accident. She couldn't actually be letting this Doberman violate her
in front of her own mother with all these men watching!
And yet there he was, his stubby tail wagging back and forth. That low growl started in
his throat again. His eyes slitted, glistening with lust while his pointed ears flattened
back.
"No, no!" Nancy cried, pushing her hands hard against the big dog's head. King
ignored the girl's pleas, shaking her hands off and continuing with his lapping. He
opened his mouth wide and pressed his fangs into her thigh. Nancy could tell he wasn't
biting. But the pressure of his teeth made her gasp in fear and pleasure. He was raking
her tendons and muscles with his killer teeth, showing her he could rip her to shreds at
any second.
Nancy sucked in a ragged breath. King let go for a second, then bit higher on her thigh.
Her hot flesh being bitten by that Doberman made her heart pound wildly. The dog
moved his shoulders further between her knees. Instinctively Nancy pulled her leg out
from under her butt and spread it to the side, slowly dragging her knees up to her
chest. What was happening to her? She was getting all hot and wet and swampy down
there. Her labia were filling up with blood, getting ready for another hard fuck. But this
was a dog, not a man. How could she be warming up to something like that?
"Ahhhhh," Nancy cried, feeling King pushing her knees apart. The girl let it happen.
She bit down harder on her lip until she could taste blood. The girl closed her eyes and
rolled her head from side to side. She sobbed, rolled back and forth on her ass as the
sloppy nylon crotch panel twisted, pulled into a tight little rope. It fell to one side and
exposed her swollen cuntlips.
King grunted with excitement, sticking his cold black nose against the wet, bloated
surfaces of her pussylips.
"Ahhhhh!" Nancy cried.
The dog seemed to go crazy. He was aroused more than ever. His powerful black sides
heaved in and out while his body trembled. The growl became more intense, shaking
his entire body. Nancy could feel the vibrations of his whining and growling rumbling
through her cunny. He was gouging his claws against her thighs while rubbing his
snout up and down against the wet slick folds of her pussy. His nostrils glistened with
her hot, bubbly pussy oil. His pink tongue lapped up and down the jagged crack,
parting the lips, slicking down her clitty shaft.
Nancy fanned out her toes, rubbing her legs against the scratchy carpet piling. God,
how good that felt! She dropped her hands to her sides and leaned back, looking heavy
lidded at the big Doberman. She could feel herself building quickly and steadily toward
a big climax. The tight feeling in her cunny; the hot/wet sensation engulfing her titties;
the way her skin crawled with excitement. It all told the girl she was going to cum, and
cum big.
Nancy gasped in lungfuls of air. She felt as if her entire body were burning. Her mind
was overloaded with the incredible rubbing sensation of the dog's tongue over her
pussy crack and her sputtering, unsheathed clitty shaft.
The young girl snapped her knees shut suddenly, rubbing her legs slowly back and
forth across the animal's heaving sides. How good his short, stubby fur felt against her
hot flesh. Nancy rolled her head from shoulder to shoulder, her lower jaw slack. The
young girl was sliding her feet up and down on the carpeting. Oh God, if only he
would keep on lapping at her, licking up the juices oozing from the depths of her
cunny!
Nancy slid one hand down to her furry pussy mound. She felt how soaked she was, her
labia bathed in a hot mixture of the dog's spittle and her own bubbly juices. Suddenly
she felt King lap her fingers and knuckles. When she dragged her fingers up across her
lower belly they made streaks of wet spit and fuck oil. Jesus, could anything be any
better?
"Oh my God, Nancy. How could you be doing something like this?" Laura cried. She
peered through the fingers covering her face, gaping in horror at what her daughter was
doing. To be raped in the bedroom was one thing. But now the older woman was
watching her daughter actually giving in without a fight to these horrible men and that
dog who was licking her off.
"No, no, horrible," Nancy gasped. Her mother's words penetrated the red fog settling
over her mind. "Get away!" she screamed, rolling over onto one side and trying to crawl
away. The dog lunged back, then plunged his head between her legs again. Nancy's
panties were pulled into a tangled twisted rope once more, cutting between her
asscheeks. King wet her there too, nipping her shivering flesh once more with his teeth.
Nancy cried out, reaching out for the leg of the couch. If only she could get away from
King's tongue and jaws.
But the dog was insistent. The girl's panties were pulled more tightly into her wet
asscrack. With a sharp nip on her thigh, the dog twisted his head around and forced the
cringing girl onto her asscheeks again.
"Oh please, please," Nancy cried, trying to close her knees again to protect her cunt.
"Skin down them panties," Tony growled.
Nancy looked up at him and saw the fat bulge between his legs. He was hard, hard as
Rico probably was. She thought of all those stiff male cocks in front of her. Cocks,
hunks of dickmeat throbbing inside jockey shorts. The thought of those drooling
dickheads, pulsing because of. the way she twisted and writhed under the Doberman's
insistent licking, fired up her cunt even more.
Automatically Nancy blocked out her mother's pleas. She couldn't hear the woman
sobbing desperately as she reached down and with some effort skinned off her panties,
peeling them from her ankles and throwing them somewhere in front of her trembling
legs.
"OHHH!" Nancy moaned, lying flat on the carpet now. She could feel her pussylips
completely exposed. Every time she rocked her hips slightly she felt the inner surfaces
of her cunt 'rubbing together, making a slick clicking sound that filled the large room.
The big Doberman looked at her curiously, sizing up the situation, then moved forward
again. His paws lay on her thighs while his nose plunged into her hot cunt mound once
more. He was wetting her shamelessly now, wiggling his strong body back and forth
while he towered above her. Nancy didn't feel the shame and horror she did before.
The touch of his tongue made her belly contract with excitement instead of fear. She
pressed her cheek against the carpeting and slowly let her knees sag apart. King was
going wild. His tongue slopped over the inner skin of her right thigh. Each lick brought
gasps of delight from her mouth. It was the kind of violation Nancy had secretly
dreamed of-overpowering, brutal, something she didn't have to share complete
responsibility in.
"Look at her go," Rico said, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. He reached down
and curled his fingers around the bottom of his fly. His cock was stirring, growing hard,
wanting to be taken out and rubbed, maybe even stuck back into that tiny girl's violated
snatch again.
But Rico didn't want the others to know he was that much interested in the girl. This
was just a job. He'd fucked the shit out of her in the bedroom just as a lesson to Laura.
Now he was letting her get it on with a fuckin' dog. When he got through the two
women could do as they pleased. He was just an instrument of the powerful Carmine
Castello of Boston. Laura and her daughter Nancy would have to learn that the hard
way.
"Ahhh!" the brunette teenager cried. The dog nuzzled his black nose between her
bloated cuntlips as if it were a furry cock. Nancy knew the big dog was tasting her,
lapping at her slick folds and hollows, sucking in her pussy oil. God, how good it felt
when he petted her clitty with his tongue! He rested on his belly between her thighs.
She could feel his hot breath tickle her pussy hair as he drenched her cunny over and
over again with his fat, rough tongue.
'Oh, oh, oh!" Nancy cried over and over again. She worked her hands over her jiggling
titties, then down to her swampy pussy. She felt the squishy, steamy mess between her
legs with her fingers. Then she felt King's tongue as it caressed her fingers too. When
would it end? She could feel her pussy slowly working up to a long, hard cum. But it
was so agonizingly slow. If only she had something inside her pussy, something long,
thick, hard, like Rico's cock, then she'd be able to fire off her load like a cannon.
"OHHHH, NOOOO!" Nancy moaned. Her clit burned like a bright jewel from the
steady licking. She fanned her fingers out along King's neck, lifting her feet from the
carpeting and slowly inching her knees back. They were soon against her big tits,
parting them further. Her cunt was peeled back now in a wide grin, exposed to the sex
hungry animal. King nuzzled and licked his tongue against her soaked cunt. Nancy
gasped and babbled to him as he fucked her with his snout. The big animal growled
deeper in his throat, swaying his hindquarters from side to side. Nancy couldn't see it
now, but his long, thick prong banged against his belly. King enjoyed 'licking the
thrashing, wild girl. But he was getting ready to slip that doggie dick of his into her
cuntal sheath.
"AHHHH!" Nancy cried incoherently. Drool leaked freely from the corners of her
mouth. She moved her ass up, let it fall back, then moved it up again in jerky motions.
Feeding her pussy up like meat to the animal – that was what she was doing. What
kind of sick person was she? And even with these thoughts she continued twisting and
hunching on the carpet.
"OHHHH!" Nancy cried. She could feel King's teeth brushing one cuntlip, then the
other. She could die doing something like this. The girl kept moving her tight little ass
around in circles, crying excitedly through her nose. Her lungs and throat burned with
excitement. Nancy tilted her fuck hole up, feeling King's tongue rim the pulsing circle
of snatch muscles. If only someone would fuck her now! She'd explode right there in
front of her sobbing mother.
Then the girl felt herself teetering over into climax. Her cumming was agonizingly slow.
She jerked and twitched like an epileptic, hunching up and down, spearing her pussy
hole onto King's fucking snout.
When she opened her eyes again King was still crouching over her, his black eyes
boring into her like two death rays.
"You took care of yourself, baby, but not of the mutt," Rico said.
Nancy dragged her torso up and saw Tony had been busy taking photos of her all the
time. Blackmail? She didn't know. And what did they mean about taking care of the
dog?
"No, do it to me, not to my daughter," Laura pleaded in a hoarse voice.
"Forget it, lady," Tony said, backhanding the woman hard and making her snap back
against the back of the couch. Nancy shrank from the violence done to her mother. No,
she'd do anything these men wanted just to get rid of them.


Chapter 5

"Okay, honey, on the hands and knees," Rico said, lifting one foot and pressing the top
of his shoe under her right tit. Nancy shivered at the contact. Already she was aware of
what they were going to make her do – fuck that big dog. Glancing down the young
brunette saw the big Doberman's long, red, knobby prong bouncing and jerking hard
against his flat belly. She wondered how something like that would feel inside her.
"No, don't do that to my daughter," Laura sobbed, wringing her hands and crying
hysterically. But there was little the crying woman could do. She watched helplessly as
Nancy pushed herself up from the floor and crawled into a kneeling position, her
rounded, white asscheeks shining in the bright living room light. Tiny tufts of black
cuntal curls peeked up from the bottom V of her pussylips and pointed toward her
bunghole.
The girl's asscrack widened slightly as she spread her thighs apart. Nancy let her head
hang down between her shoulders, making her shoulder blades poke up behind her
neck. She felt the weight of her titties pulling down on her chest as they jiggled with
every move she made. Nancy realized she was in a bitch fucking position. Her knees
scraped across the carpeting as she moved away from the snarling animal. He was
growing more and more excited. Turning her head around and peering over her
shoulder the terrified young girl could see the Doberman's black lips flecked with
spittle. His eyes rolled about in his head while his strong, black body trembled with
excitement. It was her hot, red cunny he was after.
Nancy became fearful.
Letting out a groan of terror Nancy snapped her head back and stared straight at the
black hallway in front of her. She would think of nothing – a brick wall in front of her.
Whatever happened behind her wouldn't affect her thoughts.
With a sharp bark the Doberman moved forward, his fat five-inch doggie prick wagging
like a tail between his hindquarters.
"He's fuckin' hot for that cunt," Rico said, licking his lips.
"He can smell a horny bitch," Tony commented. "She's wettin' herself all over. Fuck,
Laura, how'd you ever keep somethin' like that a virgin? I'm surprised she wasn't
spreadin' her fuckin' legs for every hot cock on the block," he taunted.
Nancy ignored the dirty words. She bit down hard on her lower lip, waiting for the
doggie fuck. It came sooner than she thought. King sniffed at her juicy cunt, lapping at
the few pussy hairs curling around the bottom junction of her pussylips. Then he
leaped into action, rearing back on his hindquarters and sprang forward with one
smooth movement.
"OHHHHH!" the girl cried, her elbows bending from the sudden weight. She felt
something warm and furry covering her back. The sharp toenails dug into her chest and
lower belly as King positioned himself on the sobbing girl. He flattened his head in the
valley between her shoulder blades while moving his hind legs back and forth. Nancy
could feel something warm and hot pressing up against her buttocks. It was that doggie
dick! Oh God, how horrible it would feel inside her.
Quickly King took position, arching his back upward while tensing his hindquarters.
The cock slid down the length of the girl's asscrack, going down, down, until it reached
the center of Nancy's pussy crack. The girl tensed, closing her eyes and sucking in a
deep breath. She could feel the pointed tip of that red knobby boner pressing lightly
against her snatch.
"AHHHHH!" Nancy cried, her body stiffening and quivering. He was fucking her –
that damned dog was pushing his funnel-shaped boner into her. It was peeling back her
labia, tickling the sensitive membranes between her outer and inner cuntlips, then
forcing those smaller interior labia apart. Soon King's cock was sliding like a knife into
her cunt, pushing her pussy membranes apart.
"That's it, baby, that's it," Tony said, bending his knees slightly and aiming the camera
lens at the girl's contorted face.
Nancy backed into the big dog, clenching her pussy muscles, hoping to bring the big
dog off. She couldn't stand this much longer.
"My daughter, my daughter," Laura moaned, covering her face in shame and horror.
Nancy wagged her head from side to side as King buried the full length of his boner up
her cunny. She felt liis hot breath blowing against her cheeks while his front legs curled
tightly' around her upper chest. Her titties jiggled back and forth, banging against one
another as the big dog's fucking motions jarred her body from side to side. The room
was filled with the slick clicking sounds of the animal's cock slipping back and forth
over the smooth surface of Nancy's pussy.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Nancy cried, curling her fingers and clawing at the carpeting. Her body
was on fire. Her lungs burned; her mind spun out of control. How could she be
kneeling like this so complacently? Dear God, was all this really happening? Could it be
she was really being fucked by a goddamned dog?
"UH, UH, UH!" Nancy cried each time the big animal hammered his long cock against
her flattened outer labia. He was trenching her out, making her pussy muscles relax by
the constant fucking. Unlike Rico, this big animal had little technique. He fucked hard
and fast, his growling turning into high-pitched whimpers. But something inside of
Nancy began to respond to this humiliating experience.
The young brunette backed into the dog harder, closing her eyes and concentrating on
the feeling those knobby bumps on King's pecker were creating.
Dropping her head, the teenager peered between her jiggling titties and saw the
animal's hard red boner sliding in and out of her hairy cunny. She watched the long,
red pole grow wetter and wetter with her flowing juices. Oh God, what a thrill it was to
watch his muscular black belly humping up and down, slamming that pointed doggie
cock into her nearly virginal cunt. To think she'd been fucked only once before. And
now here she was, kneeling on the floor of her own living room getting humped by a
Doberman!
"Ah, ahhh, ahhh!" Nancy cried, her ass muscles cramping up with tension. The girl
kicked one leg out, nearly losing her balance and knocking King off her back. She felt
herself getting hot again.
There seemed to be no limit to her newly awakened depravity. Closing her eyes the girl
swayed drunkenly from side to side, strange, choked cries of unspeakable ecstasy ripped
from her tight throat. The girl could feel her heart pounding so hard she thought it
would tear through her rib cage any second. Up and down, up and down the animal's
narrow hips went, feeding its cock into Nancy's upturned cunny.
"I think he's gonna cum," Tony said, bending down and focusing the camera on
Nancy's twat and the animal's pistoning cock. They all watched the big Doberman's
head. He flattened it hard in the valley between Nancy's shoulder blades. He was
finishing the final round of his fucking, stopping occasionally to readjust his screwing
position, then starting his hips pounding back and forth, reaming out the girl's cunt.
Nancy started braying like a jackass in heat, her head snapping to the right, then to the
left. Her long black hair curtained her red face, hiding her shameful look of lust and
perverted desire. She started making low grunting sounds with every forward fucking
thrust. Wiggling her ass from side to side invitingly, the teenager was trying to create as
much friction as possible between her pussy walls and the big dog's fucking cockmeat.
She could feel her cunt juices flowing freely out of her hole now, dribbling down her
thighs, slicking down her sweaty flesh and creating wet spots on the carpeting around
her knees. Nancy bucked and thrashed as wildly as the animal. If he fucked hard, the
girl was fucking back harder. She had turned into a wild animal, twisting, writhing,
sobbing and screaming for the big animal to fuck her harder.
King managed to keep his cum from exploding. Holding back, the big dog waited until
Nancy had stopped her wild contortions. When she raised her ass a bit, tilting her
cunny up as a signal for him to begin his fucking again, the big dog proceeded.
"Oh, oh, OOOWOWWWWW!" Nancy cried soon after he'd begun once more. She
was tearing at the carpet, pulling up shreds of the rug with her fingers. It was painful,
exhausting. Her cum with Rico had made her pussy super-sensitive. The dog's licking
had increased that sensitivity. And now King's fucking made her raw with pleasure and
pain.
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck out that goddamned animal cock," Rico said, fondling himself
through his trousers. Fuck, he wanted to pull his prong out and jack off right into the
girl's hair. But he couldn't do that in front of these guys. It'd be a sign of weakness. No,
instead he had to play it cool, and wait for the girl to finish with the dog.
It wasn't much of a wait. Nancy's body suddenly froze. She felt a flash of heat, that
familiar sexual flash of heat, radiate up from her clitty through her entire pussy. She
could actually feel her cunny walls wink shut, trapping the whining animal's sliding
cock for a second, then opening up again. She was milking his boner with her pussy
walls as if they were her fingers. She tugged at that funnel-shaped cock, pulling at it
with her snatch muscles, begging silently for the dog's jizz to come spraying out of that
pointed pecker head and slick down her walls.
With a loud, high-pitched yelp King let go. His furry little balls screwed up tight
against his dick root, squeezing hard and pushing out a fat load of doggie jizz through
his cock and into the girl's sucking cunny.
"AHHHHH!" Nancy cried, dropping her head to the carpet and rolling her forehead
over the scratchy pile. She bucked forward, her muscles tensing as she felt her snatch
filling with the big Doberman's cum. At the same time the girl felt her pussy snapping
shut with orgasm. Waves of delicious agony swept over her clitty, making it beat with
the power and rhythm of a bass drum. She clawed harder at the carpeting, letting out
strangled cries of joy and relief as more and more of the Doberman's cum sprayed into
her. Nancy thought the animal's shooting would never stop. She could feel his jizz
trickling out from her clenching cuntal lips, oozing down her thighs and wetting her
trembling knees.
Finally King finished dumping his load of doggie spunk into the girl's upturned twat".
With a grunt of triumph and satisfaction the Doberman slid off the sobbing girl, pulling
his softening cock out of her pussy and trotting over to the corner near the front door.
Curling up, the big Doberman contented himself with licking the tip of his cock, then
resting his big head on his forepaws. He rolled his eyes to the right and left, watching
what was going on with mild curiosity.
Nancy hid her head in both arms. Her ass was still tilted high in the air, dog jizz
leaking out from the violated, red outer labia. She had committed the ultimate horrible
sin. A few hours ago she'd been a virgin. And now she had been violated in the most
degrading of ways. First raped by a stranger, losing her cherry to a man who had been
given orders to have her mother tortured, then fucked by a dog in front of her mother.
"Think they learned their lesson?" Tony asked, winding his camera. He was contented
with the day's shooting. He managed to get film that would not only keep Laura and
her daughter in place, but would provide a fat profit when he sold copies to adult
bookstores.
"No, not yet," Rico said coldly.
Nancy froze at those words. What else did he have planned for her and her mother?
What else could they possibly do to degrade them anymore? Her mother had been
cruelly beaten, while Nancy herself had been horribly abused sexually.
Without saying a word Rico reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling out his
pecker. Nancy stared at the long, thick thing. She remembered it reaming out her cunt.
Oh, how good it would feel to have it back inside her again.
"Suck me off, baby," Rico said, walking up to her while holding his dick in both hands.
His balls spilled out from his fly, hanging over the silver teeth of his zipper. He liked to
have women do this. It meant they were completely humiliated, dominated by the man.
"Oh Nancy, what've I done to make you deserve this?" Laura moaned.
But the girl couldn't answer her mother. She stared in fascination at the bobbing cock.
Slowly the girl rose from the floor, kneeling with her back straight and her big titties
standing straight out on her chest. She brushed the long black hair from her face and
leaned forward, forming her mouth in a wide O. No longer did the girl have any
qualms about what Rico asked her to do. The only thing she could think about was
attempting to give a good blow job. If she could please Rico, she might escape being
further abused.
Leaning forward, the girl curled her lips around the fat crown of the big cock. She
pressed down with them, but not too hard to injure the sensitive cock. Instinctively
Nancy knew her tongue could excite Rico even more than her warm, wet mouth.
Sliding the tip back and forth over the big Italian's piss-slit, the young brunette could
taste the salty flavor of the cum oozing through the tiny hole at the tip of his crown.
"Fuck, this little bitch sure knows how to give head," Rico said, his eyes widening with
delighted surprise. He squeezed his asscheeks together and hunched forward, dropping
his hands and pressing his fingers hard against the brunette's skull.
Nancy felt the cum oozing down her throat, making her swallow harder and more
often. Soon her tongue, cheeks and throat were coated with the big man's fuck juice.
He was shoving his cock in and out of her mouth with slow, pistoning strokes. Nancy's
cheeks puffed out as she sucked Rico off. When he pulled out, the girl's cheeks sagged
inward.
When Rico withdrew his cock partially from her mouth, Nancy flattened her tongue
and moved it back and forth. It brushed up and down along the full length of the big
man's dick, making him cry out with delight.
"Hey, man, you're gonna lose your load if you keep that up," Tony said, grinning from
ear to ear. He was bending down, fondling Laura's titties. Slowly he slid the straps of
her slip off her shoulders, pushing the cups of her bra down, down until her still-firm
tits spilled out. The terrified, humiliated woman did nothing. She closed her eyes,
sucking in ragged breaths while the fat little man stepped around the couch and sat
next to her. Soon his hands were sliding under her slip, pawing at her pussy while he
lay flat, oily kisses on her swinging tits.
When Rico shoved his cock back in Nancy could feel it bumping over her teeth, sliding
past her tonsils, then finally touching the back of her throat. The girl clamped her lips
hard on the dick, sucking as hard as she could. Rico stiffened, his body swaying from
side to side while his fingers pressed hard against the brunette's bobbing skull. Nancy
thought he was going to kill her with that pressure. He was going to shatter her bones
with his bare fingers. Yet she knew he wouldn't hurt her. He was enjoying himself too
much to try anything like that.
Then Nancy felt him fuck her mouth fast and hard. She could feel his jizz leaking from
the piss-slit more and more. He was growing excited, spilling more of his jizz from his
swinging balls. In a second he'd be dumping that load down her throat!
"Not yet," Rico said, pulling back hard. He reached down and held onto his cock. With
a big effort he managed to keep from dumping the jizz. Nancy reeled back, wiping her
mouth with her hand. She'd hoped the nightmare would be over. Apparently, it was
just beginning.


Chapter 6

"No, don't hurt her any more!" Laura screamed, jerking up from the couch when she
saw Rico reach into his jacket pocket and pull out a cigarette. Nancy knelt still in front
of him, watching his cock bob up and down. He lit the cigarette, puffing on it as if he'd
forgotten about her completely.
"Hold down the whore," Rico said over his shoulder, pulling the cigarette from his
mouth and holding it in front of the girl's face. The acrid smoke made her eyes burn.
Nancy pulled back, wincing at the unpleasant experience.
"Lay down," he said simply.
Nancy knew by now not to argue with the big man. Flashing a look at her mother, the
girl obeyed, lying quietly on her back and stretching her legs out. She watched Rico
with large, fearful eyes as he knelt down beside her, his huge erection still hot, hard and
red, sticking from his trousers.
"What are you going to do?" Nancy asked as she watched him holding the cigarette
over her thigh.
"It's an old trick," Rico said, his eyes glittering again, the way they did just before he
inflicted pain. In Rico's profession, his eyes glittered often. "When we want to keep our
women in line, we give them little remembrances."
Nancy cringed away. The heat of the cigarette grew slowly. She had an idea what was
coming next. He was going to burn her, brand her with that cigarette as a warning. She
smelled the pungent aroma of the burning tobacco again. Even an inch away from her
thigh the glowing tip of the cigarette reddened her flesh. She whimpered, moving her
leg slowly away from the cigarette. A little sob ripped from her tight, dry throat.
Nancy looked from the cigarette to Rico's face. He was excited. She could see it. He was
enjoying her helplessness, her torture, her degradation. And there was little she could
do about it. If she fought back, they'd hurt her more, and take it out on her mother,
also. If she didn't do anything, she'd be a victim of whatever game they dreamed up.
Either way she lost. She was hopelessly trapped until Rico and his buddies tired of the
game and went home.
Rico smiled, then touched the head of the cigarette to her skin. He dragged it along the
line of her bulging tendon. Laura stuffed her fingers in her mouth, watching helplessly.
She knew better than to cry out. She'd seen similar things happen to other women. All
she could do was hope Nancy was strong enough to take it. Then she'd managed to
console her daughter when Rico and his friends left.
Nancy tried her best to be quiet. She knew her mother would become hysterical the
minute she cried out. The line of pain moved closer and closer to her pussy. Nancy
twisted her thighs slightly, instinctively trying to clench her thighs together and protect
her cunt.
With a slight crackling, the first curly hairs on her pussy mound caught fire. The smell
of burning hair added to the sharp odor of the burning cigarette. Nancy prayed silently
that she would pass out – anything to keep from feeling this horrible burning pain any
longer.
But she was too strong a girl to faint. The pain was horrible. The heat felt as if someone
had dropped a branding iron on her flesh. Nancy shuddered. With a tearing pain in her
throat she felt her breath go out of her lungs. With a sobbing cry the girl sucked in a
deep breath and held it. The tears welled up in her eyes and rolled freely down her
flushed cheeks. Oh God, he was going to burn her little pussy. She'd never be able to
have sex again. Rico was going to fix her the way men fixed cats and dogs!
Moving the burning cigarette further up he trailed the tip just along the tops of the
cuntal curls, watching in fascination as they turned blacker and broke off. Nancy felt
sweat break out on her forehead and drip down from under her arms. The heat was
killing her. She could feel her labia burning under that hot glow. Yet at the same time
her pussy was juicing again. Jesus, what was she turning into?
"Damn!" Rico said as the cigarette hissed out. He'd accidentally lowered the burning
weapon to the girl's jagged slit where doggie jizz still lay in coagulating white puddles.
He threw the cigarette to the floor, then reached inside his pocket and pulled out a
switchblade. Nancy's flesh crawled when she saw the weapon spring open and Rico
lower it toward her foot. The young teenager shuddered as he ran the point of the blade
along the sole of Nancy's right foot.
"Don't, don't!" Laura cried, standing up and running up to Rico. She threw herself on
the man's body, beating him with her fists. With a growl the man wheeled around and
slammed a savage blow to the woman's belly. Laura's eyes bulged out. She doubled
over, falling limply to the floor.
Tony unzipped his trousers quickly, pulling out his dick and falling quickly on top of
the unconscious woman. The last image Nancy had of her mother for a while was lying
on the floor with a fat middle-aged hood covering her, grunting with the exertion of
fucking.
Nancy gasped, more concerned about her own safety now. Her toes curled. If she
hadn't been so frightened, the sensation of that cold steel against her flesh would have
tickled.
Rico held the ornamented ivory handle of the knife in his right hand. He moved it
quickly up from the girl's foot, slicing a thin line across the brunette's forearm.
"Oh!" Nancy cried, shrinking away from the sharp pain. A thin trickle of blood oozed
from the cut. He hadn't cut her badly, but it was apparent he could have. She watched
him lick his lips excitedly, hoping she would beg for her life, beg for her mother, maybe
even beg to be fucked again. That would have excited him.
"Turn over," Rico said, waving the knife in the air for emphasis.
"What are you going to do?" Nancy wailed.
"Never mind. Roll over," Rico said, turning around and watching Tony fuck Laura. The
fat man was grunting, his big ass hunching up and down. He completely covered the
small woman, his fat thighs pounding savagely against Nancy's mother's thighs. "She
won't be able to piss for a week," Rico said, laughing at his buddy's fucking efforts.
Turning back to Nancy he licked his lips as he looked at the firm, round sweels of her
young asscheeks. The welts from his belt discolored the smooth flesh slightly. But the
girl's ass was still goddamned pretty.
Rico breathed harder. He knelt behind Nancy. "Get up on your knees – just like when
you were gettin' fucked by King over there, baby."
Nancy did as she was told. Slowly she brought her knees up, raising her asscheeks in
the air. The wet, sticky line of her pussy cleft was completely exposed. She wondered if
he was going to try stabbing her there, cutting out her womb and ovaries, then leaving
her to bleed to death there in her living room. Nancy closed her eyes and prayed
silently while Rico moved silently behind her.
The tip of the switchblade slid across her ass-cheek. Nancy shuddered, her body
bucking slightly forward. The knife followed a broad arc, up toward her Waist, then
slowly down to the sensitive flesh where her ass met her thigh. The pressure increased
as the sharp point slid closer to her pussy. Nancy wanted to scream, but she knew the
slightest move would put the tip of that knife through her flesh.
"That's a good bitch. Hey, you'd make one hell of a Mafia wife-never complaining,
always willing to get her skin burned like all Mafia women, not bad," Rico commented.
Tony fucked Laura madly, while the third partner, Mario, watched from a chair. He had
been there calmly observing all the antics, not commenting one way or the other. He'd
been in the racket too long to care who got hurt or who got pleasure. He was just an
observer, waiting for his time to retire from the "family" with a fat pension and a fat
wife.
Nancy trembled more than before. Her pussy sucked in air, clenching shut in an
uncontrollable spasm as the knife traced the outer line of her labia. The softness of that
area and its vulnerability made her terrified. She bit her lower hp, her face twisting into
a mask of hard concentration.
The dagger withdrew. Nancy let her breath out. She relaxed her muscles, and the tips of
her big titties touched the carpeting. Maybe Rico was through with his little sadistic
game. Maybe he'd leave them alone.
Nancy gasped.
Then suddenly a chill froze the center of her pussy. The flat of the blade pressed against
the wet slit from her clitty to the bottom of her outer labia. Nancy's pussy clamped shut
on nothing. The razor-sharp edges of the blade bit into her outer cuntlips.
"OHHHH!" Nancy cried half in pain, half in delight. Rico was carefully rocking the
dagger down, pressing the tip harder against her clitty. The pressure on her clit sent a
shock as sharp as the blade through her. She arched her back, actually opening herself
to the big man and his knife.
"Yeah, slut, little whore, little pig from a bigger one," Rico said, turning around to
watch Tony finishing up his fuck session. Laura had come to life to find a dick shoved
up her pussy. She was screaming, tearing at the fat man's face and neck, trying to pry
him off. But it was impossible. Tony was too well seated in the saddle. He was about to
shoot. Laura fell back with a sob and a cry, twisting her head around and wanting to
throw up as she felt spurt after spurt of jizz spatter into her pussy.
Nancy cried out again. The repeated touch of the knife sent streamers of pleasure
through her body. She slowly became conscious of the tiny slits on the edges of her
outer labia. The stinging cunt juice dribbling across the small cuts made her clitty swell
larger and thicker. Nancy found a hotter, more intense kind of desire oozing from the
pit of her cunny mound. As much as she fought with herself, the young brunette
couldn't stop herself from sucking up the pleasure she derived from her savaged pussy.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Nancy cried. Her pulse raced. She opened her eyes and saw Rico
hovering over her. He stroked his long, fat prick that stuck obscenely from his trousers
while he kept on moving the knife around on her pussy. She grunted again. The tip of
the knife was cutting into her clitty folds. The pain seemed to intensify the electric thrill
of the blade touching her clitty shaft.
Nancy's slit cuntlips were on fire. Her head throbbed and spun around with
unspeakable lust. She had a confusion of visions: her mother being fucked only inches
away from her, herself being fucked by Rico, blowing him, her pussy being reamed out
by an animal's knobby boner. They all blended in an incredible mixture of obscenity
that heightened her pleasure.
Nancy felt a rising warmth on her cheeks, tits, belly and cunt. The stinging in her
pussylips wound her excitement higher. Rico dragged the tip of the knife back, moving
it down to the edge of her cunt mouth. The buzzing flashes from the brunette's clitty
slackened off. Instinctively Nancy shoved her ass back at Rico. The tip of the knife
slipped around the rim of her pussy, then past the puckered ring of her asshole.
"Ever been fucked in the ass?" Rico asked. The pinprick stabs forced the rubbery ring of
her asshole lips in. He was threatening silently to break the flesh. For a second she let
herself imagine the probing of Rico's dick in her asshole. The thought was horribly
exciting.
Rico was visibly sweating now. His uneven breathing indicated that he was close to
cumming. Was he going to climax this way, shooting his load into her face while
stabbing her shitter and cunthole with the knife? He poked the tip of the knife back
into the outer edges of her cuntlips, then into her buttocks. She rolled her hips from
side to side, arching and thrusting her asscheeks back at him. The big Italian was
careful not to stab the blade any more into the girl's butt. He enjoyed toying with her,
teasing her flesh into goose pimples while barely dragging the sharp knife's edge across
her skin.
"We've gotta go, Rico," Mario said, yawning and glancing at his watch.
"Okay, okay," the young Italian said, dropping the knife to the floor and edging around
to Nancy's fleshy, rounded buttocks. He held his cock in one hand while spitting on the
other. "Hold still," he commanded in a thick voice, looking down at his cock while he
rolled his spit-slick fingers around the fat, long rod. When it was greased down
satisfactorily, Rico crawled along the carpet, reaching out and holding Nancy's scarred
buttocks still. He bent forward, pressing his cockhead against the girl's shitter.
"No, no, no!" Nancy cried. She could feel a dull ache in her butt, making her big ass
muscles cramp up nervously. No, she couldn't stand having Rico's cock up her ass!
But it was happening. Slowly he was working his cock into her ass, moving his hips
back and forth slowly, inching more and more of his cock into her bunghole with each
forward thrust. At the same time he held onto her thighs, moving his fingers around
the wet, furry, bloated labia.
When Nancy's sphincter finally relaxed and admitted Rico's cock to her ass, the girl
gave up fighting him completely. She threw her head around and brayed insanely, a
wild smile painted on her thin lips. She was clawing at the carpeting, screaming,
sobbing, crying out for more and more dickmeat.
Rico laughed, fucking his dick in and out of the tight bunghole while strumming the
girl's engorged clitty with his fingers. He couldn't believe Nancy's heat. She was
thrashing around like some kind of wild animal. He had to hold tightly onto her hips to
keep from slipping out of her hole.
"Cummmm, cummmmmm!" Nancy cried wildly. God, how good it felt to have Rico in
her again! Even though his cock was in her butt hole, she could feel its length and
thickness in her cunt. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was tuned into her
asshole, picking up the vibrations and imitating them.
"Fuck," Rico said, jerking his head back and closing his eyelids tightly. He could feel his
jizz packing down in his cockhead, then spraying out into the girl's clenching bowels.
Nancy howled, clawing at anything she could find in front of her. The two of them
locked together for their final fuck, their bodies rocking like two boats thrown against
one another in a storm.
When Rico's shooting was over the big Italian reached forward and knocked Nancy's
butt off his cock.
"Goddamned shit," Rico said, reaching in his jacket pocket and pulling out a
handkerchief to wipe off some of the shit on his softening cock.
Nancy had collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. Oh God, to think of what had happened!
Was it over now? Nancy felt as if every square inch of her body had been violated.
"Come on," Tony said, regaining his breath and sliding his cock back into his pants.
Laura lay quietly on the floor, cum spilling out of her split-open pussy. She covered her
eyes with one arm and sobbed.
"Listen, babe. Carmine doesn't want you gettin' outta town, understand?" Rico said,
bending down and wrapping his fingers around strands of the woman's hair. He jerked
her head up, nearly pulling the hair out by the roots.
Laura's eyelids fluttered open and she reached up helplessly, trying to knock Rico's
hands away from her aching scalp.
"You try anything and we'll find you, understand?" Rico said.
Laura nodded, stifling the sobs in her throat. She glanced over at Nancy. The girl was
quiet.
"Good. Remember, what happened here's only the beginning. Try anything stupid and
you and your little bitch over there'll be with the fishes."
Laura cringed next to the couch, watching the men silently leave the house.
"Momma, are they gone?" Nancy sobbed.
"Yes."
"Oh, help, me!" Nancy cried, spinning around and crawling over to her mother. The
two women embraced, sobbing out their horror and humiliation as the blizzard howled
wildly outside.


Chapter 7

Laura and Nancy did exactly what Rico had warned them not to run away. Nancy
couldn't go to school for the next week. For hours she lay quietly in her room, staring
at the ceiling while her mother wrung her hands helplessly at her side. But though
Nancy's body may not have moved much, her mind was very active. She thought about
what had happened to her that evening – Rico, his fat cock worming its way into her
pussy; the dog, his tongue lapping up her asscheeks, lifting them slightly with each
upward lick, and then finally driving his boner into her pussy; and finally her
unaccountable enjoyment over having her pussy excited with a switchblade! What had
happened to her in those few hours? She had lost her innocence. But she also had felt
something rise in her, something dark, threatening, something that made her shrink
with horror when she thought about it. Rico had seen this happening to her and had
encouraged it as much as he could.
No, her mother was right. They might be taking a chance. She would lose all her
friends at school. But she couldn't stay in Boston with the chance of Rico and his
friends coming back at any time.
The two women said nothing to their friends. When Nancy had managed to get out of
bed and move around somewhat, Laura began to pack. The older woman decided to
stay with a cousin of hers in Brockton, a small town some twenty-two miles southwest
of Boston. There she could think quietly about what to do. There Nancy could rest,
enabling her mind and body to repair the damage Rico and his friends had done.
On a dull, cold, late afternoon some two weeks later the two women made their move.
Every mile down the expressway Laura and Nancy nervously peered in the rear-view
mirror, thinking they could spot a car that had been following them. But apparently the
women had made their break unnoticed. They arrived an hour later at a small farm on
the south boundary of Brockton, relatively certain they were safe from Carmine
Castello and his hoods.
"Good to see you, Laura," a tall dark-haired woman said on the front porch as the two
women stepped from their car. Nancy had never particularly liked her Aunt Martha
Purcell. The woman was quiet and taciturn, always wearing a soured expression on her
face. Yet, according to her mother, anyway, the woman was honest, helpful, and always
willing to put up family members as well as strangers who seemed to be in trouble.
According to her mother, Aunt Martha hadn't even asked what had happened. Laura
had hinted about her troubles, stating that certain men she'd been familiar with had
threatened both her and her daughter. She needed a temporary place to stay until she
could get her thoughts together and decide where to move.
Nancy bundled her coat around her throat and walked across the gravel drive to the
front porch. The dull gray clouds hung low, almost touching the pines and leafless oaks
and maples growing thick on her aunt's property. The air was still, but so cold Nancy
could see her breath drifting out from her nose. The barnyard, modest by any standard,
stretched unattractively behind the two-story wood frame house, a small barn standing
some two hundred feet from the rear porch. It was a bleak place, suiting a bleak
woman.
Nancy hurried up the steps and into the living room.
"You can stay upstairs, girl," Martha said,, nodding toward a stairway on the other side
of the living room. Nancy stood by the door, surveying the house that was to be her
home for a while.
There were none of the little touches that made her mother's house comfortable and
warm. All furniture was straight-backed and wooden, placed symmetrically in small
conversation groups, although Nancy couldn't imagine her aunt having any
conversation with anyone. The few paintings hanging on the walls depicted ships tossed
in violent storms, or the portrait of some severe-looking relative or other. A dark-blue
throw rug lay in the center of the wooden floor. The only thing warm about the room
was the temperature.
"Thank you, Aunt Martha," Nancy said in a small voice. She kissed the older woman
lightly on the cheek, then walked quickly up the stairs to her bedroom. At the top, she
saw an open door and a flood of yellow light illuminating the narrow hall. It was there
she would find her new home – a place away from Rico, away from all that cockmeat,
all those fat, low-hanging balls filled with jizz, ready to be sprayed into her cunny,
dumped down her throat, shot up her asshole.
"Ohhhhh," Nancy shuddered, leaning heavily against the wall. She felt her pussy warm
up, getting hot and wet at the thought of Rico and his dick. The girl struggled for
breath, feeling her knees buckling under her. No, she had to drive those thoughts from
her mind!
Straightening her back Nancy marched down the narrow hall to her room. Standing in
the doorway for a moment, she looked at the small area – a narrow single bed, two
wooden chairs, a closet, and a small end table on which stood a lamp. Not much, but
then she hadn't wanted the Waldorf. Nancy and her mother wanted only a place where
they could escape a force neither understood except for the fact that they couldn't fight
it.
For the next few days Nancy and her mother helped Martha do the shopping, clean
house, and do the few farm chores. Martha Purcell was a widow. When her husband
had died three years ago the woman had wisely sold most of the stock and land to
bidders, keeping only a small portion for herself as a tidy additional income and as
something to do to keep from getting bored. Besides a few fields of corn behind the
barn and a coop full of egg-laying hens, Martha kept a small stable of one donkey, two
stallions and a mare, used in the summer months as riding amusements for which
neighborhood children and adults paid dearly. Martha wasn't a friendly woman. But
she was civil and shrewd. Neighbors often commented that the woman did better with
her husband dead than alive.
Nancy stayed away from the barn and stables. Horses frightened her, and the donkey
didn't appear to be too friendly. She couldn't imagine children riding those big animals,
although her aunt assured her much money came in from them. In any case, Nancy
stayed close to the house, cleaning, sewing, taking it easy while she thought and
thought about that night and about her hot, begging pussy.
The second week a cold front moved into the Boston area, bringing with it clear skies
along with sub-zero temperatures. The fuel oil man hadn't arrived by Wednesday.
Martha was getting concerned, and could get no firm answer from the company over
the phone. She enlisted the help of Laura, and at two in the afternoon, the two women
left the small Brockton farm to do battle with the paper-pushers in the oil company.
Nancy preferred to stay at home, not wishing to witness what she was sure would be
one hell of a scene. Turning on the radio, the young brunette curled up in the one
living room chair with any padding on it and listened to the soft music drifting through
the room. Slowly her eyelids dropped down, blotting out the brilliant afternoon sunlight
made more brilliant by the reflecting snow. Finally Nancy dropped off, her mind with a
whirl of images, both sexual and innocent.
Two hours later she awoke. The brilliance of the afternoon was gone, replaced by a
dark, threatening gloom. Nancy sat up from the chair and rubbed her eyes with her
fists, peering through the semi-darkness at the scene outside. Snow was falling again –
thick and fast, whirling around in the drive. Nancy could hear the radio announcer
stating a storm front had moved in suddenly from Maine, snarling traffic hopelessly in
Boston and in the eastern Massachusetts area generally.
The brunette moved across the large room and leaned against the front window,
peering out at the bleak scene. She could see rows of headlights on the main highway a
thousand feet away. They moved slowly, or not at all. Nancy sighed, pushing herself
away from the window and reaching over for the floor lamp. Her mother and aunt
would probably be late, and would be in a foul mood, both from their encounter with
the oil people and their battle with the traffic and weather.
Nancy was about to go into the kitchen to fix herself a snack when she heard a creaking
sound coming from that area. Of course the wind was blowing, and in an old house,
creaks and groans, even in good weather, were normal.
But these creaking sounds seemed different. It was as if someone were walking,
stopping to listen, then walking again. Nancy felt her scalp crawl, although she was
sure no one could be inside. She'd locked the back door earlier. And besides, who'd be
wanting to break into an old farm house anyway?
The next creak really frightened her. It was just behind the closed door separating the
living room from the kitchen. Nancy backed away, her eyes wide with terror. The radio
purred in the background. But the girl could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Her
breathing was short and shallow. What could she do, run out into the snow and scream
for help? She'd probably die of exposure before she even made it to the main highway!
And yet that would be better than suffering at the hands of some burglar.
Suddenly the door flew open. Nancy stumbled backward, her hand shooting up over
her mouth while she let out a piercing shriek. In the darkness she could only make out
a large form lumbering across the living room toward her. Frozen with terror, the girl
forced herself to snap out of her trance and try to protect herself. Nancy reached over
and pulled a chair from one of her aunt's dreary conversation groups, shoving it hard in
front of her attacker. The man, caught unaware, stumbled over one of the legs and
pitched forward to one side of the screaming teenager. This gave Nancy the time to run
for the door and fling it open.
A blast of icy air made her flesh crinkle. But this was no time for niceties. She struggled
with herself, stumbling past the doorframe and running over the icy floor of the porch.
She had made it down to the second step when she heard a familiar voice thunder out
behind her.
"One more stop, baby, and you're dead!"
It was Rico! Somehow he and his friends had managed to find out where she and her
mother had fled. The girl turned around quickly, the wind blowing her fine black hair
in her face. Through the curtain of hair and snow she could see the handsome Italian
standing spread-legged on the porch. Tony and Mario were behind him. In his right
hand was a .38 trained at her head. There was little she could do but obey.
Stifling sobs, the girl hugged her titties protectively and ran back into the house,
cringing as Rico slammed the door so hard the glass rattled in the front window frame.
"I told your old lady not to go anywhere, and so she takes off here," Rico said viciously,
smiling cruelly at the teenager.
"We were only visiting my aunt," Nancy protested.
"Don't give me that shit. The movers were by your place today. Takin' the shit into the
storage house, they said, until they got further orders. Carmine's gettin' goddamned
sick and tired of all this. He said we can do anything to convince you two not to make
a break until he says it's okay."
Nancy could see Rico was hoping Carmine wouldn't say okay for a long time.
"My mother told me all about it. She says it was a mistake. Your boss can understand
that, can't he?" Nancy pleaded. She felt her titties swelling inside her bra cups. Her
pussy was getting hot and messy, tightening up like a boxer's fist under Rico's hot, hard
gaze. What was she doing, turning on to a man who was probably going to humiliate
and maybe even seriously injure her?
She thought of those cigarette burns on her upper thigh of the welts that had only
recently faded from her creamy, round buttocks. Was he going to beat her again, strike
his belt across her titties, butt and belly until she was whimpering like a drowning
kitten, begging him to stop while her pussy flared up like a piece of tissue in a furnace?
"Where's your old lady?" Rico said, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling.
"In-in Boston. She and my aunt went there to find out about the fuel oil," Nancy said
in a stammering voice. She was almost pissing in her panties from her nervousness.
What were they going to do to her? Were they going to wait until her mother came
back and torture them both? What about her poor Aunt Martha? Were they going to
involve that poor woman as well?
"You ain't met Tony that much, though he knows your old lady real well," Rico said,
glancing at his partner.
Nancy rolled her eyes up and saw the fat Italian grinning over at her. He'd been the
one who had lunged across the room at her and who had stumbled over the chair.
Nancy shuddered. To think that slob had fucked her mother. It wasn't any wonder
Laura woke up screaming in the middle of the night. "Go on, get friendly," Rico said,
turning around and starting to talk to Mario.
"No, don't," Nancy pleaded. If someone was going to hurt her, why couldn't it be Rico,
the man who had ripped her cherry to pieces? But the fates had something else in store
for Nancy. Tony moved quickly up to her and wrapped his fat strong arms around her
waist, struggling with the brunette teenager, trying to kiss her.
Nancy was fast, jerking her hands up and scratching her nails hard across his cheek.
"Damn," Tony cried, stepping back and feeling the injured side of his face. A small
trickle of blood covered his fingers. "Little whore," he growled, reaching back and
slapping Nancy's face hard.
The girl cried out, spinning around and down to the floor. The young teenager felt real
fear. The skin along her thighs and between her asscheeks crawled with terror. She
looked up at Tony, her head still reeling from the violent blow. The sweat on his skull
made his balding head glisten. His forehead wrinkled and the skin around his dark,
deep-set eyes tightened. He was a big man, big enough to kill her with his weight alone.
He lay a callused palm on her shoulder, swearing in Italian and pushing her back with
such force her head struck the wooden floor. Nancy cried out again, flashes of light
popping in front of her eyes. She sucked in her breath, afraid of the man, and afraid of
his highly polished black leather dress boots.
Nancy whimpered, covering her mouth again with one hand. Tony reached down and
grabbed her hair, filling his hand with the silky black strands. He curled them around
his fingers, snagging them over his jagged nails. With a powerful jerk he snapped her
head around, pulling it quickly against his boots. Nancy's mouth struck the side of his
right boot, her Up cracking open. She could taste a little blood.
Tony let her go, stepping back as Nancy collapsed to the floor. She pushed her body up,
her hair hanging like a black curtain over her flushed face. Brushing away the thick
strands the young brunette peered helplessly up at the big man. Then when she saw
him raise a hand she tensed, scooting backward to the wall. When she lay cringing
against it, Tony advanced once more.
Nancy saw his hard cock through his trousers. His eyes were glistening and fixed like
the stare of a trapped sewer rat. While she trembled in terror he smiled, that same, sick,
triumphant smile she'd seen on Rico's face when he violated her.
Nancy was fearful.
When she curled herself into a tight ball, his right hand came down. The cracking
report of the slap and her quivering scream echoed through the large, bare living room.
The force of the blow made Nancy's brain spin more furiously than before. Her head
snapped back, striking the wall with a dull thud.
Tony let her cry for a minute, looking up at Rico and Mario. The two men watched him
casually, then turned and once more became engrossed in their own conversation. Tony
let her cry for a second. But the excitement racking his body was too intense for him to
leave alone for long. Nancy watched as he unzipped his fly. Then Tony flipped the
button holding his trousers to his waist. The pants slid down, exposing his thick black
patch of cock hairs and the thickening mass of cock.
His cock was stubby, all right, but thick-much thicker than Rico. Nancy could imagine
now why her mother had been groaning under the fat man's attack. His balls were
tight, drawn high into the upper region of his sac. He was hot and ready to stick that
piece of prickmeat into her pussy.
Suddenly Nancy's mind was filled with images of cocks. Suddenly she wanted to touch
it, feel it, even wrap her lips around it. She could imagine how it would feel, thick and
hard, pushing her pussy walls apart, then dumping its load of spunk into her hole.
The brunette sobbed, her back flat against the wall. Her fingers were curled into tight
fists and pressed against the living room floor. Tony pushed his trousers down to his
boot tops. The hot, pungent smell of his hairy groin reached her nostrils. Nancy's scalp
tightened with terror and excitement. Tony moved closer, his big cock waving from side
to side. He pushed open his shirt, exposing the deep valley of his navel. His thighs were
hairy, covered with a thick layer of fat.
Nancy's tits swelled, the nipples long and taut.
They strained against her bra. A spasm passed through her body, slamming into her
pussy, making her clitty stand up and tingle. Moving her legs the young brunette
realized she was wet, oh so wet, down there between her legs. Her panty crotch panel
was sticking deliciously to her bloated, hot outer labia. Dear God, it was starting all
over again.


Chapter 8

Tony's right arm stayed over Nancy's head. The girl trembled, wanting to sink right
through the floor into the basement below. Was he going to keep on hitting her,
beating her into a pulp? Then suddenly it came down again, slicing through the
shadows. The hand came down on her head, hard enough to daze her. He wrapped his
fingers around her hair. As Nancy groaned, her eyelids quivering from the pain and
pressure on her scalp, he dragged her to the center of the living room.
Letting go of her hair Tony moved down, pawing her titties. He struggled with the
blouse buttons, finally ripping the garment and filling the air with a shower of buttons.
He found her bra strap and pulled, tearing the small elastic band with one mighty
move. As her titties sprang free and dropped to her heaving chest Nancy yelped.
Instinctively the girl raised both arms. Tony knocked them to one side. The girl crossed
her arms, protectively covering her bare titties.
But Tony didn't want that. He jerked her by the wrists, forcing her arms aside. Her big
titties jiggled and bounced, rolling together, then swaying apart. He dropped to his
knees, still holding her by the wrists. Then he moved his face against her white tits, his
mouth engulfing the right nipple.
Nancy cried out, snapping her head back and closing her eyes. Oh God. why did
something this foul have to feel so good? Even though it was that horrible man Tony
violating her, Nancy couldn't help the hot, swampy feeling engulfing her pussy. The big
man was nursing, sucking hard at her nipple, pulling the taut hard nubbin of dark-red
flesh between the gap in his two front teeth while washing the area with his tongue.
Oh, oh, oh, it felt sooo good to have a man doing that to her!
While his teeth dragged across her nipples, Nancy felt knife-like bolts of pleasure tear
through her. As her fear increased, the sweat oozed more freely down both their bodies.
His perspiration ran down her belly, the thick salty liquid running into her cunny crack
and mixing with her pussy juice.
Suddenly Nancy's snatch was gripped by a violent storm of pre-orgasmic spasms. It
knocked the wind out of her. Her thighs flexed, her ass clenching and raising itself off
the floor. She pressed her naked belly against the front of Tony's open shirt. Nancy
wanted his mouth on her pussy the way Rico had eaten her out weeks ago. She needed
those wonderfully sharp teeth between her legs, digging, biting at her bloated, wet
cuntlips. She wanted them scraping across her clitty the way they were scraping across
her hard nipples.
As Tony slackened for a bit, Nancy pulled back, whimpering. But Tony wouldn't let her
go. He held her wrist with one hand while jamming the other between her legs. He
forced them wider apart, cupping her crotch, his thumb ramming against the soaked
nylon crotch panel of her panties.
"Hot little number, eh? You don't wanna fuck, but you're juicin' all over my hand. Shit,
Rico was right. You're nothin' more than a fuckin' whore, a nympho," he snarled. With
a quick move Tony curled his fingers around the legbands of her panties and pulled
them down to her knees, then off her feet. Moving his hand back he shoved his thumb
in at an angle, finding her swollen clitty and crushing it under his jagged nail.
Nancy cried out, twisting helplessly in the big man's grip. She was panting now, the
neck veins distended with her horror and passion. Tony pulled his hand away. It came
out of her hole, making a soft sucking sound.
"I ain't gonna wait any more," Tony panted.
He threw her on her back. Nancy struck the floor, clenching her thighs hard, feeling
the hot electricity in her slit. She was still terrified. But the wet heat in her pussy melted
that terror.
Tony slid onto her belly, prying open her legs with his callused fingers. Nancy shut her
eyes, tears oozing from under the closed lids. Her mouth was a tight scar. A pulse of
revulsion and terror leaped through her throat. Her jaw tightened while she bit her
lower Up again. This man, this horrible, ugly man was going to stick his cock into her.
And as much as she hated and feared him, she was actually hot for that dick. Nancy's
tits were swollen while spasms of lust rocked her cunny.
"Yeah, good, hot fuckin', " Tony said. His weight pushed her down. The hot, spongy
cockhead slid through the mass of her tangled cunny hair. Then his shaft burrowed
through the jungle. Soon Nancy was aware of the thick head pushing apart her outer
labia, forcing them back into a wide arch as it plowed into the dark-pink folds of the
teenager's snatch.
Soon Tony was all the way into her cunthole, his dickroot pressing against her outer
labia. His fat belly filled the natural curve of the girl's hips. He kept slamming into her,
stretching her cunt farther and farther.
He was fucking her crazily. As he raped her, the scalding pleasure/pain corkscrewed in
her mind. He rode her, making her tighten up, making her pussy grab at this fat, hard
dick.
Nancy twisted helplessly on the floor, her fingers raking across Tony's back. She wanted
more of him in her. The balls of her feet banged against the fat man's humping back as
he fucked her pussy harder and faster. The girl was babbling something incoherent. She
cried, whimpered, gasped, laughed as the first bursts of cum burned into her pussy.
Raising her legs high and stiffening them, she felt herself flying off the floor, cumming
just as hard as the big man was. She held on as he drove forward, trenching out her
sloppy hole with his rod, spilling the last of his cum into her cunt. The jizz leaked out,
spattering her thighs. Nancy kept him a prisoner until the man's big cock slid out and
the head slapped against her thigh. Tony pushed away, grunting, searching for his pants
that had come off during the scene.
Nancy lay still, watching him dress. She could hear Rico and Mario talking in the
background as Tony slipped into his trousers, then zipped up. He was satisfied. Now he
could go home to his wife and kids, thinking about how he'd fucked the shit out of
some helpless teenager in a farmhouse. When he lay across his fat wife that evening,
he'd be thinking about Nancy's pussy – about how young, slick and tight it was against
his cock. Nancy smiled. They called all the shots. But there was something about her
pussy that gave her a power over these men. Sure, they could beat her, rape her, make
her submit to the foulest of acts. But there was some satisfaction in the knowledge that
they were doing this because of something valuable she possessed.
"Through?" Rico asked, turning around in time to see his partner lumbering toward
him.
"She's one hell of a fuck," the older man panted, rubbing his groin, then turning
around and grinning at the girl.
"Your old lady's not gonna be home for a while," Rico said, observing the storm
growing worse. "We had one hell of a time getting out here. But we can wait. We got
no place to go."
Nancy moaned, slowly drawing her knees up tightly to her chest. She wished she could
curl into a tiny ball and shrink away into nothingness. But she knew she was on the
minds of all those present.
"Mario. Go and check the barn. See what kind of stuff they've got in it," Rico said, an
idea suddenly striking him. "By the way, we got a friend out here for you. Ol' King.
He's in the car now," Rico said, peering down at Nancy.
Nancy shivered. That dog – here, in her aunt's house! They were probably going to
make her have sex with it again! Oh God, there wouldn't be much left of her mind
when they got through with her tonight. No, no, she had to be strong – she couldn't
let them destroy her. Something inside the girl gave her strength as Mario opened the
door and went out.
Suddenly an overpowering urge to escape gave the girl new hope and strength.
Scrambling to her feet she ran naked and stumbling across the living room out into the
storm. It was crazy, it was foolish. She would surely die of expose before she reached
the road. But anything was better than lying quietly in that room, waiting for Rico to
cook up some new scheme of sexual degradation.
Rico and Tony were unprepared for this break for freedom. Nancy easily sidestepped
them, running behind Mario and down the steps. The snow whirled about her, while
the arctic wind made her flesh pucker up immediately into goosepimples. She cried out
as the icy wind slashed between her warm thighs.
"Get her!" Tony shouted from the open front door.
Mario wheeled around and took out after the running girl. Both of them stumbled and
struggled in the snow. But Mario was too fast and powerful for Nancy. With a wail of
defeat the girl felt his big hand wrap tightly around her wrist and drag her down.
"OHHH!" Nancy cried, feeling the cold snow bite into the flesh around her ankles and
calves. Tony and Rico came running up behind them, carrying coats for themselves and
Mario.
"Like to run, eh? See how you like to run around now," Rico said, hauling her up, then
letting her go. The three men formed a tight circle around the girl, staring hotly at her
as she shuddered and threw her arms around her tits. She closed her thighs, one leg
bent in to warm her freezing pussy. The cold wind whipped through her cunny hair,
raising gooseflesh underneath.
Rico lunged forward and gave her a push, sending her reeling into Tony. The big man
laughed, reaching down and driving his icy gloved hands into her snatch. Nancy cried
out, her eyes widening while her legs snapped together. It was as if someone had driven
an icicle into her pussy. The girl screamed and jerked back. Wheeling around Nancy
ran toward what she thought might be an opening in the circle. Maybe if she could get
a few feet in front of the men she could make a break for the highway. The whirling
snow might cover her escape.
Then she felt someone grab onto her hair, pulling it to slow her down. It was Rico,
holding her tight, pulling her hair until her head was as far back as it could go. Nancy
felt a warm trickle on her thighs and knew she was pissing from the fear, exertion and
the cold. She was a terrified animal waiting to be slaughtered.
Spinning her around Rico stuck his gloved fingers into her hole. She was so excited her
piss spurted onto his hand. The big Italian swore, jerking his hand away to shove it in
her mouth. When she turned her head and screamed for him to stop Rico reached
around and squeezed her ass, thrusting a knee into her belly. Nancy groaned, her
mouth opening. Rico took advantage of this and shoved his fingers in her mouth. She
licked them, choking on the taste and the smell. Rico laughed, pleased at the way this
escape attempt had turned out.
"We've had enough fun. Let's get back into the house. Marion, check out the barn,"
Rico said, pulling his fingers out of Nancy's mouth and shoving her roughly back
toward the house.
The girl marched obediently through the snow, her feet numb with the cold. It was a
death march, the end of life as she knew it. Whatever they did to her here, the girl was
certain it would be the last thing she'd experience in this world.
"Hey, lots of stuff in here," Mario called out from the barn. "We can take care of her
and the old lady here."
Rico stopped, thought for a second, then turned the girl around and marched her back
toward the barn. By the time Nancy reached the relative warmth of that big building
she was nearly dead with cold. Stumbling into the large two-story farm building the girl
collapsed onto a pile of straw to the right of the main entrance. Closing her eyes she
could hear Mario, Rico and Tony talking about who was going to keep watch and who
was going to have a little fun with the girl.
Slowly Nancy regained feeling in her thighs and legs. A sharp, tingling series of
sensations rippled over her body as she responded to the warmth. No, they weren't
going to let her die from the cold.
"Bring in King. I think he's gonna like meeting his friend again," Rico said.
Nancy curled up tight in the pile of hay, her mind spinning wildly. She could think of
nothing except that big animal, his black eyes and his rubbery red boner slapping
excitedly against his belly.
Suddenly the door burst open again and Tony reappeared with King on a leash. Nancy
shot up and scooted back into what appeared to be an abandoned horse stall. The smell
of stale piss and shit invaded her nostrils. Her stomach contracted both at the odor and
the sight of the Doberman straining at the leash.
Tony shut the door behind him. On orders from Rico he bent down and unsnapped the
black leather leash from the dog's collar. The big dog trotted quickly to the young girl,
stopping three feet in front of her. Nancy tucked her legs under her butt, snapping her
knees together and twisting to one side. No. They couldn't make her enjoy this. She'd
put up a fight. She wasn't going to give into her base desires. The least she could do
was put up a fight for her honor, or the shreds of it that remained.
"NO!" she cried at the big dog, her eyes glittering with excitement and fear as the
Doberman pricked back his ears and started crawling toward her. That low, throaty
growl began. It raised the hair on the back of her neck. Was he going to rip her to
pieces if she didn't give in?
"NO!" the girl cried, this time less sure of herself.
King picked up the difference in the tone of her voice and barked with triumph.
Suddenly he lunged, digging his sharp forepaws between her thighs. When Nancy kept
her knees tightly clamped together the big dog twisted his head around and closed his
jaws on her tender flesh.
Nancy screamed, twisting around on her ass. She wasn't as brave as she thought. No,
she couldn't imagine herself being the horrible victim of an animal attack. The girl
whimpered, opening her body to the big dog. He gave a small yip and wiggled his nose
deep into her cuntal cleft. The rough cold wetness of his nose excited her clitty. That
Doberman seemed to know what a clit was, even though Nancy couldn't believe an
animal could.
"OHHHHHH!" Nancy cried, feeling her fear and revulsion melting away. Why was it
always this way? When she had a clear mind she always saw how horrible and
degrading all these acts were. But when she was faced with those acts she gave up so
willingly to the tight, hot feelings in her cunt.
The girl twisted her ass and thighs around in tight little circles. King's tongue was so
uncontrolled, so wild, that he seemed to touch her everywhere at once. After another
minute Nancy lost any resolve she might have had before about fighting off the animal.
He was warm and kind compared to the brutal men now standing in front of the stall
with their cocks out and jerking away. Even the cold, calculating Rico had decided to
whip out his prong and jerk off while watching Nancy submit to the growling
Doberman.
Nancy lifted her knees slightly, feeling almost like a dog herself – a bitch in heat,
wiggling her ass invitingly back and forth. Oh God, how good it all felt. Nancy realized
she was clenching handfuls of loose straw, dragging it across the stall and digging the
sharp broken ends against the flesh of her thighs.
King was growing wilder every second. Without any warning he started licking her
belly, moving up to her tits and lapping at the big, pendulous mounds until they were
wet with doggie spit. He concentrated on the nipples, slicking them down with his
tongue until Nancy snapped her knees shut and ground her thighs together. That
movement rubbed her slick walls together, easing the pressure and itchy ache building
quickly in her cunt.
Nancy was aware that her hips were moving. She could feel the prickling hay moving
up into her tight little asscrack, tickling her bunghole. Sucking in a ragged breath the
brunette teenager smelled something other than the piss and shit around her. It was her
own musky, drooling pussy, dribbling out frothy juice onto the animal's probing snout.
Nancy was hot.
She looked up heavy-lidded at the big dog, then let her head fall back on the hay. The
Doberman was eating her naked little pussy. She pressed up to him, opening her legs
until she could feel the muscles of her ass cramp with the effort. She was giving the
Doberman every inch of her cunny. Every hollow and fold was exposed to King, and
the big animal took advantage of her condition. Nancy clawed at the loose hay, feeling
her climax only a minute away.


Chapter 9

"Oh, OH, OHHH!" Nancy cried. King's licking was too rough. The sharp edge of her
pre-orgasmic spasms cut through her like the teeth of a rusty saw. She rolled from side
to side in a sick fever of depraved lust. Drool leaked from the corners of her mouth as
choked gasps of delight ripped from her throat. "No!" Nancy cried.
But this time the young brunette wasn't trying to stop the Doberman from ravaging her
cunt with his tongue. She wanted him to have it all. Nancy opened her legs, feeding
him her wet, pink pussymeat.
Babbling with excitement she moved her hands down so they held King's head. She
wanted him lapping her velvet cunt slit open. Sitting up now she watched the big
Doberman lick her pussy. His tongue rubbed her flooding pussy meat. She watched her
clitty forced down, spring back up, then forced to one side by the Doberman's flat, pink
tongue.
King wagged his narrow hips and more of his red, knobby boner slid out. The dog
remembered what had happened the last time he teased the girl with his fangs. Quickly
he turned his head and closed his sharp teeth down on the muscle of her left thigh.
Nancy cried out, her lower jaw slackening while the strength suddenly left her body.
She fell back on the pile of straw and threw up her furry pussy mound, tossing it
around in tight circles. She cried out for the dog to eat her again, not caring what the
men thought of her antics.
"Yes, yesssss!" the girl cried between tightly clenched teeth.
"That girl turns on to any kind of cock," Tony said, watching the tiny brunette
whimper, twist and writhe under the Doberman's tonguing.
"Think she'd turn on to one of the horses back there?" Rico asked, a smile crossing his
thin lips. He turned and glared at his partner.
"Sure, the bigger for her, the better," Tony said, rubbing his stubby fingers along his
thick cock faster and faster.
Nancy meanwhile was flying out of control. She whipped her legs against the hay,
hugging King's body with the insides of her knees as he brought her up toward climax.
She couldn't see anything but a red film in front of her eyes. Her pussy hurt so much
from the keen pleasure boiling up from its pit. She could hear the slick sounds of the
Doberman's mouth as it moved across her cunt. It sucked and clicked with each lapping
movement.
And Nancy couldn't keep her body from moving. Her shivering moans, her wild,
animal-like squirming seemed to set the animal off in a wilder fury. He made strange
growling and whimpering sounds against the hot swampy mess of her pussy, making
her open her knees even wider. As Nancy felt herself rocketing up to a mind-blowing
climax, King opened his jaws and took her cunt mound between his teeth. When those
fangs sank gently into her sensitive, trembling pussy flesh, Nancy stiffened, then let out
a series of howls. Her ass shifted from side to side. Bits of broken straw clung to her
damp flesh while the dog shook her little muff from side to side like a piece of raw
meat.
"OH, OH, OH!" Nancy cried, feeling her pussy tighten up into a big fist, then cut loose
with a roaring climax. Wave after hot wave of orgasm swept over her, making the girl
jerk and twist as if someone had speared her.
The spasms died. King backed away, shaking his body violently and staring hotly at the
twisting girl. Nancy curled her legs up once more, twisting on the straw, drinking in
the last of the hot, thrilling spasms radiating from her cunny to all parts of her body.
"Just to renew old friendships, eh?" Rico said, stepping in front of the dog. He held his
fat cock with both hands. Instinctively Nancy knew what he wanted. Cutting through
the fog that had settled pleasantly over her mind Nancy pushed herself back up into a
kneeling position. She reached out and took the long fat cock in her hands, guiding it
to her open mouth.
"Little bitch's well trained. She knows just what I want," Rico said, twisting around and
flashing a wide grin at his pals. The others laughed.
Nancy opened her mouth wide, her lips peeling back as she inserted the fat cock crown.
Closing her mouth, the young girl clamped her lips down hard on the area just behind
the flanged head. Sucking hard until her cheeks caved in, Nancy moved her tongue
around and around, teasing the piss-slit, coaxing more cum from the tiny hole.
Rico sweated under the girl's tonguing. He could feel his asscheeks flexing
involuntarily. He rocked on his heels, trying to push more of his dick into her mouth.
But Nancy was content to keep only a portion of his dick in. Slowly she released her
oral grip, gradually letting the big man shove more and more of his cock into her
mouth.
"Ahhhh!" Rico sighed, feeling his dick scrape over her teeth, along her tongue, back,
back until it touched the rear of her throat. Nancy started sucking, sliding her tongue
over the fat, throbbing rod. At the same time the girl reached up and hefted Rico's balls
in her hands, rolling them from side to side like two small coconuts. Rico set his jaw
firmly, rocking back and forth on his heels. Sweat trickled down his face, sticking
uncomfortably to his shirt and jockey shorts. Fuck, it felt good to have that little
number washing her goddamned tongue around and around his prick. ' He gave his
hips little hunches, making her cheeks sink in, puff out, then sink in again rapidly. He
glanced down and saw her large titties jiggle back and forth, swinging out, then
slapping back on her chest from the force of his cock-blows. Spittle started to ooze from
the corners of Nancy's mouth, trickling down her chin and throat as she sucked at that
sinking prong harder and faster.
The teenage brunette drew her head back until only the tip of his cock was left in her
mouth. Sucking as hard as she could, the girl flicked her tongue around and around the
hard, pulsing head, occasionally digging the tip into Rico's piss-slit until the big Italian
hood shuddered and tried pushing her away.
"Fuck, that's enough babe," Rico gasped, forcing the girl to back off. "You get someone
like this workin' on you and you can't hold her back," he commented, feeling his jizz
packing down hotly in the tip of his meaty cock.
"Come on, Rico, let's get a little action goin' again," Tony complained.
"Yeah. You know the routine, baby," Tony said, moving his fingers around in a circle,
indicating he wanted Nancy to turn over.
Sobbing, the girl wiped the spittle from her mouth and did as she was told. She felt the
prickly straw tickle the palms of her hands and her knees as she moved into a
crouching position. Her titties swung forward, the nipples lightly brushing the pile of
straw covering the floor of the stall.
Behind her she could hear King breathing irregularly. He was growling again, that same
low, throaty growl signaling his horniness. Then Nancy heard something walking
slowly behind her, stalking her upturned and exposed cunny. It was King, pressing his
cold black snout against her wet pussy. The contact made her shiver, though the girl
managed not to cry out. Her flesh puckered up as she thought of the Doberman's cock
and how it would feel shoved up her cunt.
King sniffed at the long, wet, jagged crack, smelling her pussy juice mixed with his
spittle. He lapped at the hairs once more, peeling the outer lips apart with his rough
wet tongue, then backing away. The men looked down and saw his long knobby red
boner sliding all the way out of its sheath now. It throbbed and jerked with excitement.
Nancy held her breath, closing her eyes and waiting for the dog to mount her and start
his fucking.
With a sharp bark King crawled onto the girl, his hot, hairy body sliding over her
curved back until his head was nestled once more in the valley between her shoulder
blades. Nancy let out a low moan of horror and excitement. It was happening all over
again. Oh God, she was growing hot and tight when that goddamned animal was on
top of her. She could feel his forelegs curling around her belly, hugging her tight while
his stubby body fur tickled her hot, damp flesh. His short, doggie breaths blew against
the back of her right ear while his cock slid teasingly across her asscheeks, searching for
the narrow crack that would lead to her pussy.
Curling her fingers into the straw, Nancy sucked in a deep breath and held it, waiting
for the dog's initial thrust into her pussy. It came faster than she though. King had
already screwed her and knew exactly where and how to stick his doggie cock. The girl
let out a long, low sigh of shuddering excitement as she felt it slice past her outer labia,
peeling them back like banana peels. The first series of knobs slipped past her cuntlips,
stretching the membranes apart. Slowly Nancy started moving her hips back and forth,
helping the big animal work his cock into her cunt.
"God," she moaned, feeling her pussy heat up slowly under the animal's attack. What
had she become – a fucking machine, a pervert loving to be humiliated in this horrible
way? Even that thought sent a shock wave of excitement through her snatch. And then
there was that bumpy, slick thing driving down into her cunt, stretching her slick,
velvety membranes apart, knifing into her until she thought she'd piss from excitement.
Her pussy walls were knotting up in excitement, trembling with lust as if Rico or one of
his friends were screwing her.
"Ahhhh," Nancy sighed again, feeling King sink his dick all the way into her. No, she
couldn't feel this kind of pleasure from an act like this. She must fight it, she must,
she... "Ohhhhh," the girl sighed when the animal started hunching his narrow doggie
hips back and forth, feeding his dick meat into her like a piston.
Raising his hips slightly and arching his back the big Doberman was rubbing her clitty
back and forth with the top bumps of his boner. Nancy couldn't ignore the wild feeling
that animal was producing in her. She dropped her lower jaw and let out an animal-like
growl herself. She was no better than the bitch dogs she'd seen on the street, their tails
between their legs, their exposed, reddened cunts stinking with fuck oil while every
male dog in the vicinity followed. She was the same, her pussy dripping pussy juice,
smelling of the stuff while a large Doberman was taking care of her, ramming his meat
into her hot squishy hole.
Then for some reason King slipped out. Nancy let out a gasp of surprise, feeling her
hole suddenly empty. Her pussy winked shut, sucking in air, demanding to be filled
again. The girl clawed at the loose straw, feeling the sharp stubble biting into the flesh
between her fingers. The big Doberman whined, moving his hindquarters back and
forth, trying to stick his wet dick back into the girl's pussy.
When it did go back in, both Nancy and King realized it was slicing into the wrong
hole. King was fucking her shatter!
"No, NO!" Nancy cried, feeling her bunghole being stretched by the animal's dick. It
was killing her, making her ass muscles ache as if someone had taken a knife and slit
open her bowels. Oh God, those bumps on the dick were too big for her to take! He'd
split her wide open. He had to take it out of her or she'd die in front of them.
"Hey, man, he's ass-fuckin' her," Tony said, bending down. "Fuck, too bad I've got my
camera at home. This ain't somethin' you see every day."
Tony was right. Rico had seen many things in his day, but watching a woman getting
reamed in the ass by a Doberman was something he hadn't witnessed. Moving closer he
saw Nancy's face pinched red with fear and pain. There wasn't any pleasure in what
was happening to her now. The big Italian felt a throb in his cock. Dropping to his
knees he grabbed his dick with one hand while twisting his fingers around in Nancy's
hair with the other. The girl dried out in pain. Her eyes were still closed. Spittle drooled
from her mouth as she tried coping with the pain raking across her violated shit hole.
"Suck me NOW!" Rico said, pulling her face around while he angled his thighs down
to her face. It was a difficult position for both of them. Nancy reached out with her
tongue, fighting back the desire to scream with pain and terror, flicking the tip of that
organ across Rico's dickhead.
Then she felt him jam his dick into her mouth, his eyes focused on King. The big
Italian thought of how that cock was ramming the girl's bunghole, stretching her
bowels, leaving her hot little cunny unattended while it was mashing down her shit!
That had to be the ultimate degradation for this young girl.
"Fuck yeah, yeah," Rico gasped. He was going to dump his load this way. He'd already
figured that out. He was feeding his meat in faster and faster, his balls swinging out and
slapping the brunette under the chin. Her hair fell over her face, curtaining her eyes
while her titties swaying back and forth from the sucking and fucking blows.
The big dog hugged her tighter, his growls turning into whines. He couldn't
understand why that hole was suddenly so dry and tight. But he kept fucking, his
forelegs wrapped tightly around the girl's chest while his hindlegs pressed hard against
her thighs.
"Hey, man, too bad nobody can't get down and give it to her in the pussy. Fuck, I think
she'd love to have a dick in her cunt right now," Tony said, fondling himself and
picturing his dick ramming the shit out of her pussy.
Nancy heard him and silently agreed. As horrible as it sounded, the girl would have
loved to have had something inside her cunt, pushing the slick, juicing folds and
hollows of her snatch apart. If only she could reach down and pinch her clitty, take care
of that sputtering, tiny sex spindle that was throbbing so close, so close to climax. All it
needed was a little shove.
"Ahhhh!" Rico cried. His body stiffened. With another sharp, barking cry, the big hood
fired the first wad of jizz into her throat. Nancy swallowed that one, then soon found
herself swallowing another and another. Her throat and mouth were being coated with
the slick stuff. The Italian's balls seemed to contain an endless supply of spunk,
spattering against the back of her throat, filling her mouth until the girl couldn't take
any more.
Soon trickles of spittle and cum oozed from between her lips, coating her chin and
Rico's spraying cock.
At the same time King was getting close to cumming. His continual reaming and
fucking had stretched the girl's reluctant sphincter, making the asshole muscle relax
and welcome the knobby boner. The animal flattened his head against
Nancy's back, his ears pinned back while his stubby tail flipped nervously back and
forth.
Nancy still clung onto Rico's cock, wiggling her ass. She was trying to get her bloated
labia to touch her clitty, rub against it, make that tiny sex organ sputter off into climax.
By twisting her right leg slightly under her belly the girl was able to get the desired
effect.
"MMMMMMmohhhhhh!" Nancy cried, spitting out Rico's softening dick involuntarily.
She was cumming. The light touch of her cuntlips against her hard, unsheathed clit was
enough to propel her up into orgasm. The girl groaned and trembled, throwing her
head from side to side jerkily while the muscles of her body stiffened and quivered.
King took the hint and started pumping wildly. His narrow hips pistoned in and out,
making his cock trench out the girl's asshole with loud, squishy sounds. Then, with a
high-pitched wail the animal came, dumping his load of doggie cum into the girl's
shitter.
Nancy cried out again, feeling her ass being stuffed with jizz. It was like having an
enema. She cried out, closing her eyes and fighting back the tears. No, these horrible
men wouldn't have the fun of watching her sob under her humiliation. It was bad
enough cumming, blowing Rico, and having the dog shoot his load into her bunghole.
At least she could keep her courage and not show the fear and revulsion they had
already guessed at.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhhh," Nancy groaned, her cries growing weaker as the dog's fucking
slackened. He was finishing up his fucking, working his hips slowly, then finally
stopping. After several seconds the big Doberman slid out, quickly sliding off the
groaning young girl and trotting out of the stall. His bony knobber was already sliding
back into its black furry sheath. Nancy drew her arms and legs together and fell to her
side, curling up into a ball.


Chapter 10

The young brunette only vaguely heard Rico and the others as they talked quietly in
front of the stall.
"Wonder when the old lady's comin' back?" Tony asked.
"We're supposed to wait for her. Those are the orders," Rico said dryly, glancing at
Nancy to make sure she wasn't trying anything. "Carmine's gettin' tired of this old lady
and her goddamned daughter running all over the countryside. He wants to make sure
she won't get away the next time."
"Kill 'em?" Tony whispered, careful not to let his voice carry.
"If we have to. But I think we can work on the old lady like we work on the daughter.
After a couple of rounds with King, maybe ol' Laura won't have that much spunk in
her. If she does..."
Tony nodded. Rico didn't have to say another word.
"So, now we wait?" Tony asked.
"Hey, Mario. You keep an eye out for the old broad's car. Tony and me, we're gonna
have ourselves a little fun," Rico said, grinning from ear to ear. He stuffed his cock back
into his trousers and zipped up.
Nancy groaned softly from inside the stall. She felt suddenly warm and protected. The
girl was half dreaming, thinking she was tucked under the covers, safe and warm in her
little bed. She thought of her father, always so strong and protective, reading to her
from the chair as he always did before she fell asleep.
"Hey, bitch, you tired of fucking already?" Rico asked.
The words cut into her daydream, shocking the young brunette horribly. Nancy jerked,
opening her eyes and looking with confusion at the two big men standing in front of
her.
"Just leave me alone," Nancy cried, hugging her titties tightly with her arms and
shrinking away from Rico as he started walking into the cell-like stall.
"I'm not through with you yet, baby. You've got one more thing to do with us," he said,
reaching down and wrapping his fingers around the girl's wrist. Nancy closed her eyes
and let out a sharp yelp. "Shut up," the big Italian barked. "You've pushed me about as
far as you can, baby. One more word outta you and I'll slap you across the face with my
gun."
Nancy could tell Rico meant it. Forcing herself to be calm, the girl tucked her legs
under her buttocks and rose to her feet. She could feel jizz oozing out from her shitter,
trickling down her buttocks toward her thighs. She had been covered with the white
doggie stuff,, almost swimming in that foul cum. Now what did Rico have planned for
her? She looked up questioningly at him and was met only with a blank stare. He
scratched his ear, then broke into a wide grin.
"You got real talent, you know? I mean you're a good fuck, give good head, and don't
mind lettin' animals go down on you. Fuck, you're a regular one-girl sideshow for a
freak circus," Rico said bitingly, the smile still on his face. "Now I'm gonna see just how
far a hot little cunt like you'll go."
Rico was pulling her out of the stall. Nancy stumbled over the loose hay, her body bent
slightly forward as she looked cautiously around her. Mario was at the door, his face
flushed with excitement. Tony had gone somewhere.
"In the back," Rico said, shoving her roughly forward.
Nancy obediently walked down the center aisle of the barn, noticing that the smell of
stale shit and piss got worse. When she was about halfway, the girl stopped. She felt her
heart skip a beat while her pulse raced wildly. Tony suddenly reappeared, a long leash
in one hand. At the other end stood a large brown and white donkey, his big ears
pinned back. All at once the young brunette realized what they were going to do to her.
She screamed and wheeled around. Anything, even getting shot in an escape attempt,
was better than this!
"Hold it," Rico said between his teeth, catching the girl and roughly shoving her back.
Nancy cried out again, shaking her head violently as if in a fit. Her long black hair
whipped across her face while she flayed her fists in front of her. They'd have to carry
her unconscious to that animal!
Rico moved quickly, grabbing Nancy's arm and twisting it up and around until the
brunette teenager thought he was going to tear it from the socket. The pressure made
her snap to her knees, bringing hot tears of pain to her eyes.
"No, no, no!" Nancy cried, shaking her head back and forth. It was useless. They were
going to do whatever they pleased with her. If that meant making her go through a
donkey show, so much the better.
"Hey, Tony, give me a hand!" Rico shouted over one shoulder.
The partner ran to his friend, reaching down and taking Nancy by the other arm. The
two men dragged the moaning girl to her feet, pulling her in front of the confused
donkey to a long, low wooden table once used by the girl's uncle for harness repair
work. There were six cuff-like metal loops at one end of the table, originally used to
anchor the stirrups or reins brought in for repair.
Rico and Tony shoved Nancy's wrists through these loops, tying her hands tightly to
the makeshift metal cuffs. The young, helpless brunette was now stretched across the
table, her naked belly pressed hard against the splintery wooden table top while her ass
rose high and exposed in the air.
"Fuck, man, I could ram my cock in her right now," Tony said, reaching down and
fondling the bulge growing between his fat legs.
"Hey, man, remember that's doggie girl. She's been fucked in the cunt and ass by ol'
King at one time or other. You want a kennel freak?" Rico said, watching the girl's face
pinch up in disgust and shame at his words. Yes, the big horrible Italian hood was
right. She was a kennel freak. She'd let that dog do what he wanted to do with her
without putting up the least bit of fight. Something had awakened in her that should
have been left sleeping.
"Bring 'im on," Rico said.
Tony moved quickly, taking up the reins again and leading the braying animal up to
Nancy's upturned buttocks. The girl shivered, hearing the big animal breathing hard
behind her. She could almost feel him on top of her, his long brown hair tickling her
upper thighs and butt. When he brayed and snorted the young teenager felt her flesh
pucker up into goosepimples. There was a noticeable increase in the smell of animal
urine and sweat.
"OHHHHH!" Nancy cried out. Her arms tugged wildly at the metal cuffs. Her muscles
strained and quivered. The big donkey was licking her butt, his long pink tongue
slathering down her asscheeks with thick hot spittle. Nancy felt her belly contract and
her stomach turn over. A bitter taste filled her mouth and throat. She was going to
retch if they didn't stop this horror show.
Nancy turned her head around and saw the big animal looking back at her. His big
brown eyes rolled in his head while his tongue lolled from his mouth. Nancy could see
pieces of her black cunny hair clinging to his rubbery thick lips. His pointed ears were
sticking straight up now, while his feathery tail wagged slowly from side to side. He was
a big donkey, a huge animal, and they were going to have him fuck her! Nancy silently
moved her lips as she twisted her head back to the front. This, she was sure, would kill
her.
Then Nancy could feel the animal's breath blowing against her pussylips. Her cunt
puckered up, contracting protectively. She felt her ass muscles and sphincter knot up
and quiver as if someone had passed electricity through them. Her scalp crawled with a
cold terror while sweat trickled down her forehead. Nancy felt as if her mind were
spinning around on a crazy merry-go-round. She was drunk with terror.
Nancy felt something warm and wet touch her outer labia. The girl cried, kicking up
her legs, trying to push the big animal away with her feet. But the donkey wouldn't be
put off. He edged forward again, stretching his big oblong head forward, letting his long
thick tongue roll out again over his square-cut white teeth. He started lapping at the
hairy jagged cunny crack, letting his tongue peel apart the outer labia and revealing the
dark-pink flesh of her inner folded lips.
"OHHHH!" Nancy cried. It was almost like being on a surgical table. She was
completely helpless, opened up to the big donkey, being peeled apart by his tongue. She
could feel the folds and hollows of her pussy being tickled and flooded with the
animal's saliva-covered tongue. He was slurping over and over her pussy now, pressing
in the labia, digging unknowingly into her hot little cunt. Oh God, it would almost feel
wonderful if it weren't for the thought that his fat, sausage-like dick would be drilling
into her furry cunny in a few seconds.
"MMMMMM," the girl moaned, twisting her narrow hips back and forth. It did feel
good. Nancy thought with a sick thrill the donkey could start eating, literally, at her
pussy at any second.
Dear God, she'd heard about how some men and women were devoured by pigs, wild
boars, and other animals. Images of death, sex and perversion drifted through the girl's
mind as the donkey brayed, panted and licked at the young teenager's pussy.
"Okay, she's primed," Rico said to Tony.
His partner was almost too engrossed in the animal's lapping to hear the other man.
Tony watched in fascination as the big animal towered over the small girl tied helplessly
to the wooden table. He watched with wide eyes and thickening cock as the donkey
slathered down Nancy's high-riding buttocks with spittle, making the mounds quiver
visibly with each touch. Soon the girl's butt flesh glistened with thick spittle, oozing
down her thighs toward her kicking legs and ankles. Tony gasped in lungfuls of air. He
felt his pulse race madly as he watched Nancy writhe and twist, desperately trying to
get away from the big donkey's tongue.
"Hey, Tony," Rico said, clapping his hands loudly to break through to his partner.
The animal brayed and stomped back, terrifying Nancy. She thought he was going to
rear and trample her to death. The girl twisted even harder than before, the metal cuffs
biting into her flesh, slicing it until it bled.
"Hold that fucker or he'll kill us all," Rico growled.
Tony turned red, bent down and fumbled with the reins. In a few minutes he had the
big beast under control, smoothing his palms over the donkey's flat snout. The big
animal snorted, shaking his head from side to side, then refocusing his eyes onto the
girl's spit-glistening buttocks.
"He's ready," Rico said with a sick smile on his face.
Nancy heard the words and braced herself. She thought of her mother and how the
poor woman would fine her. Undoubtedly Rico and his boss would tell the woman how
her daughter had died. Nancy let out a wail of despair, then turned her head to one side
and buried it in her armpit.
The table shuddered under her. The girl sucked in a ragged breath and tensed, feeling
her forehead crinkle up in terror. Her nostrils flared while her heart pounded wildly.
Sweat broke out on all parts of her body while her eyes widened with terror and
expectation. The big animal had climbed onto the table, his big hoofs braced on either
side of the girl's narrow, shuddering shoulders. He was squatting down, his long, black
cock dangling from between his hindquarters.
Tony looked around the barn, then found a partially filled sack of grain lying to one
side of a vacant stall. Running over he picked up the heavy sack and hauled it back to
the table where Nancy lay twisting and screaming hysterically. With Rico's help he
moved cautiously under the braying donkey, shoving the sack under the girl's twisting
thighs to tilt her pussy up at a better angle for the animal.
"What are you DOING?" the girl screamed, twisting her head around and spitting the
words at the two men.
"Easy, baby," Rico said, patting her on the forehead, laughing as he watched the big fat
cock get closer to her pussylips.
Nancy bit down until she could taste blood oozing from her lower lip. Her screams
turned into shrieks of uncontrollable horror when she felt something warm and firm
press against her twat. It was the animal's cockhead. She knew it!
"WAWWWWHWHHHHH!" Nancy cried, her body shaking violently. The girl pulled
at the cuffs until she thought the metal would sever her hands. Her legs flailed and
kicked at the fucking donkey. But nothing would put off the excited animal now. Spittle
oozed in white drooling strings from the corners of the donkey's mouth. His muscular
body-shuddered with excitement as his stiff, twelve-inch cock started sinking into the
girl's grinning pussylips.
Nancy twisted helplessly, feeling her pussy being skewered by the biggest, fattest,
hardest, longest dick she'd ever felt in her life. It was as if someone were sticking a long
spear into her gut, twisting it around, making her suffer the pain as long as possible
before finally putting her to death.
"OHHHHH!" Nancy cried. More donkey cock-meat was filling her snatch, stretching
the membranes as far as they could go without tearing. Remarkably the girl's pussy
held, opening into a wide O without tearing and ripping into a bloody mess. The
donkey squatted down further, raised his hindquarters once to trench out the tight hole,
then pushed down once more with his dick.
Nancy was like an insect pinned to a mat for inspection. She cried, beat her feet against
the animal and the ground, clawed at the wooden table edge with her fingers – but
nothing would take away the tremendous pressure building up in her pussy. That
damned animal would keep going until all twelve black thick inches of his cock was
buried in her.
Sweat poured freely from her forehead and out from under her arms. Her belly
quivered as inch after inch of the donkey's throbbing rod slid over her stretched
cuntlips. Then the animal began slow, fucking motions. Good God, it was as if
someone had a thick stick shoved up her cunny and was stirring up her insides.
Nancy felt her mind growing black as she heard Rico and Tony laughing somewhere
behind her. They were making obscene comments about how widely stretched her
pussy was – about how she'd be able to take a bus up her snatch now that it had been
properly reamed out by something as big as a donkey's dick.
Twisting her head around again Nancy could see the last four inches of the donkey's
cock moving up and down, pistoning back and forth, indicating to her the animal's
fucking rhythm. Already her pussy was numb from the intensity of the fucking. She
could feel the ache radiating to all parts of her body. Her head throbbed with a killing
pain.
Then suddenly the big donkey shuddered. Nancy could feel his cock ballooning out
even thicker. She heard him bray, then almost scream. He was cumming, shooting his
disgusting, foul cum up her overly stretched cunny. The girl screamed, fell limp, then
shot back into consciousness and shrieked again. No, no, this couldn't be happening to
her! No, it was all a horrible nightmare. But there was the sensation of hot, sticky gobs
of animal jizz spattering against the walls of her pussy. With another howl of horror
and pain Nancy fell into blessed unconsciousness.
Rico and Tony were disappointed. They'd hoped the girl would have stayed awake
through the whole procedure. They wanted to see how she'd react to the pulling out of
the donkey's softening prick.
But they were cheated out of their final victory. When the donkey finished dumping his
spunk from his coconut-size balls, Tony pulled the animal gently back and out of
Nancy's upturned cunny. Both men looked at the stretched pussy. A thin trickle of
thick jizz oozed from between her labia, bathing her thighs and upper legs. Other than
that there was no indication the girl had been fucked by something too big for most
women to handle. There were no rips in her pussy lining, no blood to worry about. No,
Nancy had come through her greatest ordeal at least physically all right.
Rico and Tony unfastened the bonds tying the girl to the metal cuffs on the table.
Nancy slid from the table top to the floor, a lifeless heap of tortured flesh.
"Let's get her back to the house and wait for the old lady. I can't wait to see how she's
gonna shit when she finds out what her daughter's been doin', " Rico said, sliding his
hands under the brunette's arms and dragging her toward the barn door.


Chapter 11

Laura stood naked in front of her half-conscious daughter. Outside the blizzard howled,
the wind whipping snow around the small wooden farmhouse. Martha and Laura had
arrived an hour after Nancy's bestial rape, so intent in protecting their faces from the
snow they didn't notice the strange car parked by the barn. It was little trouble for Rico,
Tony and Mario to overpower the two women. While Tony bound and gagged Martha,
pitching her onto her bed and locking her in her room, Rico made Laura peel off her
clothes and walk back into the living room. There, in front of the young brunette, he
told the mother what he and his friends had done to her daughter.
"Animals!" Laura cried. Her lingers curled into claws. She wished she could rip off his
face. But Rico stood in front of her smiling, knowing full well what she was thinking,
and also knowing there wasn't a thing she could do about this situation.
"Maybe you and your daughter could give us a little show before we leave," Rico said,
turning to Nancy and smiling. The girl snapped to attention, her body jerking as she
twisted her head around and looked at the big handsome man with horror. By now
Nancy had learned to stay one jump ahead of her tormentors. She had an idea of what
Rico was talking about, and that idea sickened her.
"You, you filthy..." Laura couldn't finish the sentence. Leaping forward, the older
woman attacked Rico with all her strength.
"Fuck," the big man said, reeling under the surprise rain of blows. But Tony moved
quickly, pinning the woman's arms tightly to her ass. Rico felt his face. A small trickle
of blood oozed from one cheek down toward his chin.
"Oh Mama, what he's going to do to you!" Nancy cried out, covering her face helplessly
and sobbing.
Laura looked curiously at her daughter, then saw Rico pull out a pack of cigarettes and
light one. Her hair stood on end. She remembered what had happened before. And
now the scene was to be repeated.
"You're probably a little cold, Laura, after you had to drive home through that storm,"
Rico said, lighting the cigarette with a silver lighter. He paced in front of Laura slowly.
A strange cold terror crept through her bones. Nancy watched, her heart contracting as
she saw her mother held by one man and tormented by another.
Crouching next to Laura, Rico passed the lit end of the cigarette over her belly. Laura
stiffened. Nancy sucked in a breath, wanting to run over and help her mother. But she
saw Rico flash her a glance and knew she could be of no help. Maybe they'd take her
and her mother back to the barn and make them fuck dogs, donkeys and horses until
they bled to death. No, there was nothing Nancy could do but watch.
Laura shut her eyes, whimpering as the heat reached her lower belly. The heat crept
down her belly button, entering her bowels, radiating up through her belly and chest.
Nancy was surprised when she saw her mother's face twitch and her eyes close. Oh
God, her mother was having the same kind of reaction Nancy did when tortured by this
man. A small clear trickle of something down Laura's right thigh finally told Nancy the
truth. The trickle was cunt juice, frothing up and spilling out from between the older
woman's bloated, dark-red pussylips.
"Ohhhh," Laura moaned, turning her head to one side. She felt shame shoot through
her mind. She was juicing in front of her daughter, crossing one leg in front of the
other, not to protect her pussy, but to increase the friction of her rubbing cuntal walls.
Rico puffed the cigarette, moving between her legs. He studied the woman's face while
he reached down with his free hand and spread her pussylips. Laura let out a tiny gasp
at his touch, her knees trembling while her chest heaved.
Watching her mother, Nancy felt a strange excitement crawl over her flesh. She
couldn't help but feel her pussy start to throb and juice sympathetically with Laura's.
She could almost feel Rico's hands moving over her pussy, spreading apart her labia,
sliding in and out until she was begging for dick meat.
Suddenly Laura's face blanched. His ragged fingernails were tearing at her cunny walls,
making them snap shut like a clam shell and trap the big Italian's hand inside her.
"Fuck, she's hot enough to broil a steak," Rico said, laughing. Laura's fingers became
fists and her thigh and belly muscles tightened.
Holding her open with one hand Rico took the cigarette tip and touched a few hairs at
the top crease of her pussy. Laura sucked in her breath. Her head shook, while her neck
muscles stood out.
Rico smiled, humming some nondescript tune. Laura was quivering all over. She could
feel that intense heat moving up, up, closer to the bundle of nerves at the top of her
unsheathed clitty. Her pussy was knotted up in a sexual tension unknown to the
woman. Looking heavy-lidded at her daughter the older woman tried to say something
encouraging. But the heat was too intense; her excitement was too great for her to do
anything except moan and twist in Tony's hard grip.
Then suddenly Rico touched the glowing tip of his cigarette just below the clitty.
Laura screamed. Her legs fought to close on that horrible hot needle. The clitty
twitched while more juice oozed from the depths of her pussy. With a hiss the cigarette
went out. Rico smiled and threw it to the floor. Looking up he saw Laura's facial
expression change. The pain had vanished. In its place was a look of hunger.
"Hey, baby, get over here," Rico said, pushing Laura to the floor and forcing her legs
apart. "Get down on your ol' lady," he ordered, fondling his groin again.
Nancy looked at him in disbelief. To have sex with her own mother! They were asking
too much. She was already half dead, moving around like a zombie. Her pussy still
ached from that horrible fucking she'd received just hours ago. Her head hurt, and her
body demanded rest. At least the men had allowed her to wash out her pussy. Oh God,
it would never be clean. Whenever she fucked a man she would be thinking about how
violated her pussy was, stretched and distended by the fat, leathery cock of a donkey!
"Get down, babe," Rico said, placing one powerful hand between her shoulders and
shoving the wailing brunette to the floor.
Nancy moved between her mother's legs on her knees, looking at the red gash of
Laura's pussylips. It looked like a big festering wound. Maybe her twat would look like
that when she got older. And the way her mother was writhing on the floor, squeezing
her buttocks together, hunching up her groin while dragging her fingertips across the
cold wood-lord, now Nancy knew where she got her sexual intensity.
"Go on, get it on," Rico said, pulling out his .38 and pointing it at Nancy's head. The
girl shrank away, then sighed and dropped her head. If only she could think of
something else while eating out her mother she'd be all right.
"OHHHH!" Laura cried as Nancy lowered her body onto her mother's. She felt a
strange tingling in her pussy as their furry mounds touched and rubbed together. Their
labia peeled back, their cuntal surfaces colliding and touching one another. Laura's
hands wrapped around Nancy's soft ass, squeezing the full cheeks and rubbing them
gently.
"Suck your mother's cunt," Rico said, wiggling the .38 for emphasis.
Laura kept her eyes closed. Tears welled up under the eyelids and trickled down her
cheeks. Nancy pulled herself up and lowered her body down. She could smell the musty
odor of Laura's hot pussy. And then she was above it, watching her mother's legs
undulate on the floor while her black fuzzy mound quivered with lust.
Dropping her head and flicking out her tongue, Nancy licked the throbbing surface of
her mother's delicate clit.
Laura let out a tiny scream, snapping her knees together, then spreading her legs apart
only to snap them together again. Nancy felt an odd power come over her. Reaching
between her legs the girl pushed her fingers through the wet forest of her pussy hairs
until she found her hard little clitty pushing up from the top of her cuntlips. Pinching
and twisting the sex organ Nancy stuck her tongue between her mother's plump lips as
hard as she could. When she finally had it inside she started licking around and around.
She could tell it was driving her mother crazy. Laura's hips pushed up into her face,
hunching wildly, trying to get more tongue up that snatch.
"Sixty-nine it, baby," Rico commanded, working his now-exposed meat slowly with one
hand while still training the weapon on Nancy.
Quickly the young girl did as she was told, twisting around on the floor until her face
was between her mother's thighs while she could feel Laura's hot breath blowing
against her quivering pussy. While Nancy could feel her pussy getting kissed, she
started working fingers deep into the tight crack of her mother's butt. While her index
finger found the tight puckered bunghole, Nancy felt her mother's tongue start to
wiggle into her pussy. Oh God, it was wonderful, it was so gentle and warm, not like
the brutal fucking she'd received from Rico, King or the donkey!
Gasping loudly Nancy felt her pink lips spread apart, exposing the dark-red throat of
her pussy. The light-black curls on her bloated labia seemed to crinkle with excitement
as Laura's hot breath blew over them. Below her Nancy could see her mother's clit
glowing juicily at the top of the jagged wet slit. Her boobs swung down and touched
Laura's heaving belly.
As Nancy wiggled her finger in the tight hold of her mother's ass, she felt her spread
pussylips being tongued again. Then a hot wet mouth opened wide, its lips pressing
hard against her outer labia. Suddenly Nancy was aware her own mother was sucking
her cunny!
As Laura sucked at her pussy, Nancy felt the finger in her ass push down. The girl
groaned, rolling her ass around in circles. Nancy was sure she was cumming now. All
the excitement, the extreme sick perversion of the act she found herself now caught up
in, everything made her so excited she could barely keep herself from screaming like a
wild woman.
When her mother groaned with horror and excitement, Nancy could feel the vibrations
echo through the roots of her pussy. She spread her legs further apart and thrust her
ass down, pressing her furry labia hard against her mother's lips and tongue.
Soon Nancy was hunching down hard, pushing her tight little pussy into her mother's
mouth. She could feel Laura's tongue push up and stay rigid. Straddling her mother's
head she worked her ass up and down in a series of short, jerky hunches. While the girl
concentrated on fucking herself on her mother's tongue, Nancy glued her mouth onto
the older woman's wide-open pussy. Her lips fit tightly over the soft, hairy cunt. Her
tongue shot inside and stayed rigid.
Nancy felt her mother writhe and twist under her. The girl tightened her grip and kept
pushing her cunt down on her mother's face. They were both committing a sick act,
something so unnatural neither woman would be able to look the other in the face. At
the time, however, it seemed so good, so wonderful, so natural neither Nancy nor her
mother thought twice about it.
And then suddenly the spasms hit Laura's cunt. The woman completely forgot
everything but the explosion ripping down through her tight hot pussy. Tremors
rippled through the fibers of her cunt. Her clit popped into Nancy's sucking mouth and
vibrated against the licking tongue.
Then Nancy came in a rush as violent as her mother's. Her entire body spasmed. It was
as if some horrible explosion had torn through her pussy and belly, tearing them apart.
She held tightly onto to her mother, hunching her dripping pussy again and again into
her mother's mouth before collapsing with exhaustion.
"Fuckin' A, fuckin' A," Rico said appreciatively, looking at the two women gasping for
air. He had finally degraded them to a point where they would have done anything for
him. Carmine Castello's revenge didn't matter to him any more. Sure, his boss would
have been pleased with what he had done to the woman and her daughter. But for
Rico, just committing the perverse act was reward enough.
"What'll we do now, Rico?" Tony asked, peering through the curtains. The snow storm
had let up. The night sky was black while several feet of snow lay on the ground.
"I gotta get my fuckin' rocks off. Then we go," Rico said, moving over to the woman
and dropping his pants.
He pushed Laura aside, rolling her over and over until she crashed against the foot of
the couch.
"You want my cock, baby?" Rico said. He was on top of Nancy now, his stiff dick
pressing into her frazzled cunny mound.
"Yes, yes, yes," Nancy begged, moving her arms around Rico's waist and pulling him
down harder on top of her. She was his slave. He could do anything to her.
Rico smiled, then reached between her legs and grabbed the soft lips of her pussy. As
he squeezed he flicked one finger over her clitty. The tiny orgasm spasmed, making the
girl arch her back and thrust her cunt up into his hands. While she lay there begging
and waiting for his dick, Rico straddled her, working his cock into the tight slit of her
cunt. The thick head pushed through the split lips and shoved in. The hard throbbing
shaft followed, shoving the sensitive purplish head deeper and deeper into her tight
slippery tunnel.
Rico groaned as he worked his cock deeper into her snatch. Soon he was on top of her,
his dick planted all the way inside.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Nancy babbled. She shoved her ass up, taking in every hard inch.
She loved that feeling inside her. She loved the feeling of his fat balls dangling down
low between her splayed legs, brushing against the soft cheeks of her ass, promising a
hard, thick cum. Nancy started shoving her ass up and down, trying to prime his cock
into a fast, hard hunching.
Rico gave the girl a series of short, fast hunches. He slid his cock a few inches out, then
shoved it back into her tight hole. He ground his ass down on the downstroke so he
could smash into her exposed raw clit. He twisted around between her legs, shoving his
hard groin against the fleshy pussylips. His chest pushed into the tips of her tits,
working on them at the same time. He crushed the nipples, sanding them with his
smooth flesh, mashing the full mounds into wide fleshy pads.
"Oh, oh, oh," Nancy panted over and over as she felt him pistoning into her cunt. She
whispered meaningless phrases into his ear as she tightened her arms around his back
and spread her legs wide open. "More, more," she whispered, hunching her body
wildly.
Rico kept shoving his cock in and out. His balls were throbbing against the fat base of
his dick. He could feel the sudden tightness gripping his balls and cock. And then
suddenly there was the hot/cold sensation of his jizz spurting up from his balls into his
cockhead. In an instant he was firing his load into her.
"AHHHHHH!" Nancy cried. The heat and stroking made her nerve endings frazzle.
She could feel the hot jets of jizz erupt from the blasting cockhead and burn into her
pussy. The two of them melted together in a mass of thrusting flesh. They fucked to the
end of their endurance. When it was all over Rico pulled roughly from the girl,
dragging his dick from her pussy and staggering to his feet.
"She'll be good for a fuck any time we want her. Fuck, she's nothin' more than a
goddamn animal," Rico said breathlessly, pulling his trousers back up and zipping them
shut.
"I've got your number, baby. So don't try anything. I'll keep in touch," Rico added,
winking at Laura, then turning to Nancy and smiled greasily.
The three men left quickly, leaving Laura and Nancy alone. For several minutes neither
woman said anything. Then Laura started to embrace her daughter.
"No, Mother," Nancy said coldly, pulling away and starting to stand up. "I'm a woman
now. You and your friends saw to that."
"Nancy, don't," Laura pleaded, stretching out her arms.
"I'm sorry, Mother. I have to leave you and this city. I'm going to California, Mother.
Maybe there I can get away from Rico. But I have to get out of here," the girl said, her
voice trembling.
Laura was about to protest, but then gave up. Maybe her daughter could find a way out
of this web – a way closed to Laura.
"Let's go help your Aunt Martha. Then we can talk," Laura said tiredly, getting to her
feet and looking around for the clothes Rico and his gang had torn from her.
"There's nothing to talk about, mother. I'm leaving," Nancy said, feeling good for the
first time in months. Yes, she'd get out, get out of Rico's hands, her mother's grip –
away, to California. There, maybe, she'd be able to start her life over – in a place where
she could meet new friends. Surely her mother could arrange it – especially after what
had happened.
"Let's help your aunt," Laura said sadly.
Nancy nodded, following her mother down the hall and thinking of what the future
held for her.


THE END
