BEAST RAPED VIRGIN
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

"... but nobody's ever done that to me!"
"Come on, honey, it's not gonna hurt. Jesus, you've got one hell of a set of tits!"
"P-please, don't talk... dirty!"
Nancy Durns bit down hard on her pouting lower lip, feeling ashamed and yet
strangely excited that she was alone in the empty hospital room with Jack Barringer. He
was holding her tightly, his powerful arms locked around her small waist while he
rubbed his thighs slowly back and forth across hers. The way he looked at her, his black
eyes boring into her soul, made Nancy gasp for air.
She didn't know why she'd let the young intern talk her into coming here. It was as if
another person had agreed. And yet, if she was so afraid, why was her pussy so hot and
wet down there?
"Come on, Nancy, you know you like it. Jeeze, half the girls around here love it when a
guy talks dirty at the same time he fucks 'em."
Fucking! Nancy had never intended it to go that far! Oh my god, no, NO! She was a
good girl! Her mother and father had told her only whores and sluts do things like that
with men, unless they're married and they do it with their husbands.
"No," the girl whimpered, twisting in Jack's tight grip. But something inside her was
robbing the young brunette of her strength to fight back. Her flesh crawled with
unspeakable excitement when she felt Jack's big hands smooth over her buttocks, then
slide up the small of her back to her shoulder blades.
Oh, how her pussy puckered up and winked shut with sexual heat when he gently
rubbed her spine with his knuckles! The sixteen-year-old could feel her knees turning to
rubber, buckling, threatening to send her sliding to the tiled floor as Jack talked to her,
breathed heavily into her ear, rubbed her all-too-willing body gently with his fingers.
"Come on," Jack repeated. He started to walk forward, pushing the girl back toward an
empty hospital bed. "Take off that goddamned Candy-striper uniform and let's get
down to business."
"I-I've never done this before," Nancy stammered.
Something in her voice told the young intern she was telling the truth.
"A bonafide virgin, eh? I haven't met one of those in a long time. Well, somebody's
gonna pop that cherry of yours. Might as well be me as the next guy," Jack said. He
shrugged, then gathered her up in his arms and nearly carried the struggling teenager
to the bed.
Nancy found new strength, pulling her arms up and pushing her hands against Jack's
big chest. She could feel the edge of the bed with the backs of her legs. Oh God, he was
going to fuck her, drive what the girls at school called a COCK into her tight little
cunny! No, no, NOOOO!
"Stop it or I'll scream," Nancy threatened.
Jack was hiking up the back of her skirt, gathering the pink and white striped material
around her waist, exposing the tight, plump little buttocks covered by a sheer piece of
panty material.
"No you won't, honey. You're not gonna say a thing 'cause you want me, want my dick
just as much as I want your pussy," Jack said, the hairs of his black, bushy moustache
almost standing on end from excitement.
Nancy felt her heart pounding wildly as she heard those words. The young teenager
flushed red with embarrassment, shaking her head violently back and forth and fighting
back the tears she felt gathering in her eyes.
"That's not true. You're lying," the girl protested violently. She could feel him lowering
her onto the small bed.
"I've seen you flouncin' those tits around the whole hospital. Shit, even the old men in
the Geriatric Ward get hard-ons in their wheelchairs whenever you strut on by. Well,
this guy's gonna find out what's so fuckin' good about that body you tease guys with,"
Jack said, anger and frustration flashing in his eyes.
He let go of Nancy, watching the girl tumble backward onto the bed. She lay with every
muscle tensed, her right knee bent and pulled slightly to the left to cover her other leg.
The young volunteer scooted back on the bed, pressing her back to the wall, her dark
blue eyes focused on the tall, thick muscled intern as he quickly unbuttoned his white
hospital jacket and flung it to the floor.
The room was lit only by the white parking lot lights that filtered through the windows.
Everything seemed grotesque under that kind of illumination, distorted, enlarged. Jack
seemed bigger than usual – a monster, something from hell that had come up and was
about to take the most precious thing a girl can have: her virginity!
Yet, she could run. If she really wanted to, she could jump out of bed and run to the
door, pound on it, scream for help, keep on screaming until Jack decided to let her go.
But something kept her on the bed, crouching like a hunted animal, while the big
intern undressed before her.
"Ever see a man naked before, baby? Ever see a good-sized dick?"
Jack was enjoying this immensely. He could tell for sure that Nancy had never been in
a situation like this before, and the idea that he was giving her her first taste of sexuality
was like a drug to his brain. He ground his straight teeth together, breathing hard and
fast as he watched those smooth, white legs almost glow in the eerie light filling the
room.
"No. Don't talk like that!" Nancy protested once more, gathering her legs under her
firm ass when she saw Jack's eyes rivet themselves on her.
That hot, itchy tingle she'd felt for so many days was getting worse. It was almost
aching, pulsing like an open wound, beating with a weird intensity, in time to the
thumping of her heart. The young brunette could feel his stare burning through her
clothing and knew, for better or worse, that she was going to get her first fuck this
evening.
"I'll talk any way I fuckin' well please," the intern said, crisscrossing his arms and
pulling his white cotton T-shirt from his chest.
Nancy felt her chest tighten and her throat go dry when she saw the broad bands of
thick muscles rippling on Jack's body. He might be an intern, but the teenager could
see that he worked out.
Dropping the T-shirt on top of his hospital coat, the young intern sucked in his flat
belly and flexed his muscles, watching with pride and power as the teenaged brunette
admired his handsome, hairy body.
"Ohhhh," Nancy cried, lowering her eyes when she saw Jack unzipping his white, tight
fitting hospital trousers. She'd seen that long, tubular bulge running down the right
pantleg. She'd heard the nurses talk about how he never wore any underwear, and how
he'd let some of them grab his dick when they were alone in the equipment room. Now
she was going to see the real thing.
She was trying to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her legs. Her little fuzzcovered 
cunt was throbbing, pulsing, juicing like a piece of ripe fruit left too long in the
sun. She could feel how wet she was getting down there. Already her crotch panel was
sticking to her bloated lips. Oh God, is this how she was going to be for the rest of her
life?
Jack had a twisted smile on his lips when he unzipped his trousers, then pulled the
opened halves apart. In the dim light, Nancy saw something big tumble out from the
man's trousers, but it was only when he half-turned toward the window and stepped
out of his pants that the young brunette realized just how big his cock was. Eight,
maybe nine inches, stiff, ready to peel back her cuntlips and stick up into her belly!
He'd break her apart with that thick, long thing!
"Now it's your turn, baby," Jack said in a thick voice.
Nancy's eyes widened.
She saw him coming at her, that big, tall, thick muscled intern with a nine-inch cock
and a set of fat balls dangling behind it. His face was the face of a monster risen from
hell to kill her. With a sharp cry of terror, Nancy snapped into action, scooting across
the bed and rolling off.
Jack growled, then suddenly broke into a loud laugh. He'd enjoy landing this one. She
wasn't easy, like most of the nurses in the hospital. He liked a good chase, especially if
he knew the quarry was actually hot for his dick.
"Come on, baby, come on. I've got something good and hot for you to play with," he
said, crouching down and stretching his right hand in front of him.
He was curling his fingers around, enticing her to come forward as he moved around to
the front of the bed. Nancy stepped back until she heard the blinds clattering behind
her.
She was backed against the window! She could feel the sharp metal edges of the
venetian blinds with the backs of her hands. The teenager's eyes bulged out with terror
and excitement. She could feel her heart pounding so wildly she thought it would rip
through her chest.
"No, no," the girl moaned, slowly moving her head back and forth while keeping her
eyes on that big, throbbing cock sticking out like a barber pole from Jack's hairy groin.
Tears trickled down her flushed cheeks as her fingers clawed the wall behind her. Why
couldn't she scream? Why couldn't she get the courage to run around this big, hard
dicked man and escape? Why did she just stand there and stare at that fat dick wiggling
back and forth with every stop he took toward her?
"Gotcha!" Jack cried, lunging forward and grabbing her tightly.
Nancy felt the iron bands of his arms close around her and tighten like a vise.
Struggling, the girl felt his cock press against the front of her dress, and she wondered
what it would feel like to have it rubbing against the front of her panties!
"Please, leave me alone," Nancy cried for the last time, but she didn't want to be left
alone. The way he was touching her made her heart beat faster than before, and made
her flesh crawl with pleasure. Her tits were hurting. The young brunette could feel the
hard, stiff, rubbery tips brushing against the stiff material of her bra. They were hot and
sticky! If only she could have the immodesty to reach back and unzip her uniform,
shrug it off, then unbuckle her bra and free those hot tits! That tingling sensation
between her legs was getting worse too. It was as if a drop of moisture was trickling its
way through the mossy fuzz covering her tight little cunt.
Jack slid his hands down her body and onto her ass again. This time the young brunette
didn't fight him. She found herself actually hugging him, drawing herself into him,
rubbing back when he slid toward her. She felt her hands sliding up his bare chest, up,
up until they were locked behind his thick neck.
"Yeah, I knew you were hot for it," he said in a thick, breathless voice.
Nancy shuddered when she felt how hot and wet she was. There was a power making
her feel very small and insignificant. Letting out a small whimper, the young brunette
buried her face in Jack's chest, wishing he'd take her back to the bed.
"Ohhhh," Nancy said in a soft, breathless voice.
The two of them were locked in a tight embrace. Slowly he reached back up, his fingers
grasping the top of her zipper, then pulling it down to her butt. Nancy felt the bodice
loosen around her chest and titties, then felt the entire Candy-striper's dress slide from
her body and float down, gathering into a loose pile of material around her feet.
Jack hunched toward her harder. This time she could feel that big, hard thing pressing
up against the juice-soaked panel of her panties. He was pushing his cock against the
wet nylon, working the sopping material between her bloated cuntlips, and every time
he did, he managed to hit that hot, itchy spot between her legs!
The young teenager let out a gasp, letting her head fall back while her lower jaw
slackened. She was on fire. Her flesh burned while her brain spun dizzily in a red fog of
sexuality. Her nipples scratched teasingly across the stiff hairs covering Jack's chest.
Jack's mouth was nuzzling into her neck, blowing hot breath through the hair curling
around her right ear. The girl felt shivers ripple up and down her spine, felt that hot,
cum-slicked cock sliding between her legs. The sides of his dick were hot against the
smooth, white flesh of her inner thighs.
She was letting him do things to her that she only thought of at night, alone in bed. No
one had ever been this free with her. She was quivering when she felt Jack's iron-hard
cock brushing against the nylon-sheathed mound between her legs.
Bending his head forward and down, Jack pressed his lips against Nancy's, sliding his
hands over the girl's ass and slowly peeling her panties down over her narrow thighs.
He pressed forward until the two of them were locked tightly together.
Nancy had never thought she would kiss anyone like this. But she opened entirely to
this stud intern, her body trembling and burning with the lust for a hard dick. She
could feel his tongue sliding over her teeth, probing back farther and farther, filling her
mouth. At first the teenager struggled against Jack, but soon she responded, opening
completely under his attack.
At the same time, the big young intern peeled the elastic waistband down over her
smooth thigh flesh, shoving it down midway between the bottom curve of her tight
asscheeks and her trembling knees. Nancy could feel the crotch panel peel away from
her bloated cuntlips and slide down, leaving her swampy cunt naked and exposed.
Jack moved back slightly, then stepped forward again. The girl struggled when his cock
touched her bare cunt. It was so hot, so hard, as if someone had touched her pussy with
a red-hot poker! But Nancy could feel her cunt responding to that touch. Her pussy
winked shut, open, then shut again. More juice frothed out from between the girl's
swollen cuntlips, making her virgin fuckhole ready for Jack's dick.
Now Jack had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the bare flesh
between her asshole and pussy. Every time he curled his fingers and squeezed, the
valley running between her legs pulled open. Before she could say anything, the fingers
rubbed over the silky flesh between her ass and cunt. Nancy started moaning low and
deep. Juice seeped out of her pussy until she could feel how wet her thighs and legs
were getting.
While they kissed, spit dribbling from their mouths onto their chins and cheeks, Nancy
felt Jack's dick slide down beyond the bottom junction of her cuntlips, poking its way
between her legs again. She sighed with relief: safe, for the moment at least! He wasn't
going to fuck her standing up, anyway!
Fuck! That word made the young brunette tremble again. It was something only bad
girls did, wasn't it? That's what she had thought when Jack was standing by the bedside
only a few minutes ago. It was certainly something her mother had told her long ago,
and yet it felt so good! How could anything this good be that evil?
Nancy felt Jack's tongue sliding down her throat as if he wanted to clean her skin.
"Gonna fuck you good now, baby," Jack said, turning around and carrying the girl back
to the bed.
This time Nancy didn't fight him. She lay cradled in his thick-muscled arms, holding
on tightly as he placed her gently on the narrow hospital bed, then climbed onto the
girl, settling on her body as if he'd sat on a saddle.
Nancy felt as if she were floating in the sky. His body pressed down on her big titties,
the hairs on his chest scratching her nipples. She couldn't stop her mouth from opening
wide and taking his tongue again, while his cock pushed up against the bottom of her
cunt, forcing her legs farther and farther apart.
Reaching down, Jack slid his right hand up until his palm fitted over her fuzzy cuntal
mound. Nancy moaned, her body stiffening as she felt him apply gentle but increasing
pressure with his curling fingers. He was moving his hand slowly back and forth,
rubbing his calloused palm over the super-sensitive sex mound until he had the girl
gasping for breath.
Nancy pulled her legs halfway up, then dropped them down to the bed and slid them
sensuously over the wrinkled white top sheet. Her fingers curled, tearing into the
mattress while her head rolled back and forth over the pillow. Oh, how hot and heavy
she felt! And how Jack's big fingers were working greedily over her plump, wet, hairy
cuntlips!
"Ohhhhhhh!" Nancy cried in ecstasy.
Jack had slid down, leaving her mouth for her titties. She felt him lick the hard nipple
of one of her thirty-six inch titties. How hot, rough and wet that tongue felt across her
rubbery nipple! He was slathering it down with his spittle, licking it like a lollypop.
Then the big man twisted his head around, brushing the sensitive tip with the stiff hairs
of his moustache. Nancy felt her pussy wink shut at that bristly touch. The girl arched
her back, digging her narrow shoulders into the bed while squirming her ass over the
top sheet. How wildly she was reacting to such little stimulation!
Jack grunted with pleasure, then opened his mouth wide. He closed his thick lips over
her half-inch long nipple. The big intern sucked hard, drawing the stiff piece of flesh
into his mouth while slicking it down with his tongue. He dug his teeth lightly into the
flesh surrounding Nancy's nipple, moving one hand up and squeezing the spongy flesh
of the teenager's big tit. He was laving her titty with spittle, bathing the tense, sore
nipple as his hands worked over her milky white flesh. He sucked harder and harder
until he had the young teenaged hospital volunteer gasping for more air.
"Oh, no, no!" Nancy cried, rocking her body back and forth. A thick layer of
perspiration made her white flesh glisten in the dim light filtering through the window.
"You got me feelin' good too, baby. Grab a feel of this," Jack said, reaching down with
one hand and taking her wrist down between their hot, sweaty, rocking bodies.
"No, no," she gasped, her eyelids fluttering with horror. She drew back her hand as if
Jack had touched it with a hot iron.
"Grab it, feel it, baby. Grab a feel of the cock that's gonna split your cunny wide open,"
Jack said in a low, thick voice.
Nancy felt his fingers pressing inside her cunt now. She reached back for that thick,
hard rod of flesh between his legs. It was the first time she'd ever touched a cock. The
hardness and throbbing terrified the brunette, but, grinding her teeth together, she
grabbed it and gave it a tight squeeze.
"Good, goddamn it!" Jack cried, snapping his head up and arching his back. He shoved
his hips forward, shoving his cock into her palm. "Feel my dick. Jack it back and forth."
Nancy did as she was told, marveling at how quickly a nice young girl like her was
turning into a whore.


Chapter 2

Nancy could feel Jack's legs pushing hers apart. As he shoved them to either side, she
felt him reaching down, shoving the hot, spongy head of his dick toward the center of
her drooling pussy. He was still licking her titties, laving them with more spit. Oh, how
her cunt throbbed whenever he sucked down hard on her nipples, biting them teasingly
with his straight front teeth! How he made her rock back and forth, and made her
spread her legs apart, hunch up, squeeze her buttocks together and beg silently to be
fucked!
"Say fuck, baby. Tell me you wanna get fucked real bad," Jack gasped. His hands were
all over her now. The teenager could feel the thumb of his right hand burrowing into
her snatch, the ragged nail teasingly cutting into the slick, sensitive flesh between her
outer and inner cuntlips. Then he toyed with her clit, pushing down the stiff, tiny sex
stick, rubbing it from side to side, slicking down his thick fingers with her pussy oil
while rubbing her off.
"Fuck, fuck," the girl moaned, closing her eyes tightly and turning her head to one side.
Nancy could barely think straight. She was rocking like a ship in a storm.
Jack crawled on top of her, digging his fingers into her creamy flesh, sliding his cock
over her pussy, over her lower belly, between her lithe, white legs.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Jack hummed, lowering himself farther down her body.
Nancy dug the back of her head into the pillow and waited for the next surprising
shock of delight she was sure the intern would give her.
It came like a bolt of lightning. He was blowing into the tight, slicked-down curls
covering her pussy mound. His hot breath made her pussy rumble, quiver and open,
then snap shut! Then there was the touch of his lips, his mouth brushing over the ends
of her pussy curls. That slight pressure against her flesh made the teenaged brunette
groan like a wounded animal.
"OHHHH!" Nancy cried, feeling his tongue slide up and down her wet, jagged cunt
crack.
He was lapping at her bubbling pussy juice, slurping between her legs like a dog. She
could feel him probing deeper and deeper, twisting his head from side to side, tasting
every square inch of her cunny. He moved his head up and down, opening his mouth
and biting down gently on her cuntlips.
Nancy cramped up her ass muscles, hunching up, feeding the intern her pussy. She dug
the backs of her feet into the mattress, supporting her body only on her shoulders and
heels. Strange hot flashes zinged through her mouth-ravaged twat.
As the brunette gasped, moaned and twisted under him, Jack ate the young girl's snatch
like a rabid dog. He felt the muscles of her cunt snap shut on his tongue like a vise. He
moved his head around, licking and snarling while he fingered her trembling, wet inner
thighs.
Nancy was exhausted. She didn't know how much longer she could put up with this.
She was covered with sweat. Her long brown hair fanned out on the pillow under her
rolling head, several strands having twisted themselves around her small neck. She was
gasping for breath, the cords sticking out of her neck while tendons bulged out in the
area between her legs and lower torso.
"Fuck me, fuck me," the girl begged. Nancy could hardly believe she was saying this,
but she wanted to have that fat dick sliding in and out of her virginal cunt now.
"Want my dick?" Jack asked, pleased that he'd managed to work this reluctant virgin
into a cock begging slut.
"Yes, yes, oh yes," Nancy panted, gasping for breath, her small chest rising and falling
mightily. Her tits jiggled together, then rolled apart, the nipples hard, red and stiff,
poking up like flagpoles on top of the teenager's mountainous tits.
"Say it again, baby. Tell ol' Jack how much you want his dick in your cunt," the intern
demanded, reaching with his other hand to peel back Nancy's bloated cuntlips as if they
were banana peels.
"Cock, cock! Oh please, fuck me! Please, please, shove that cock into my pussy!" the
girl cried without shame. She couldn't control herself anymore. Something had taken
over her soul, turned her into one great, big clit.
Jack moved back up on top of the girl, his hands shoved just under her shoulders, while
his knees pressed against her upturned ass. Nancy could feel her feet leaving the bed,
rising slowly in the air. He was peeling her apart, forcing her cunt open. The girl
groaned when she felt her cuntlips peel back. He rolled her back on the bed, pressing
her down into the soft mattress as he dragged his cock up her asscrack.
"OHHHHHH!" Nancy cried as she felt his cockhead working into her cunt. There
were wild flashes all over her body as she twisted from right to left, skewering herself
onto Jack's fat pole.
Jack shoved forward. His thick dickhead worked inside, twisting around, reaming out
the girl's tight cuntmouth like an oil drill. As the fat head slipped in, Nancy's pussylips
closed tightly over it, snapping shut and trapping the cock inside. The big man's long
shaft was still outside, bending slightly at the middle from the pressure Jack gave it, and
from the resistance it was meeting from the brunette's virgin pussy.
"Fucking, baby. That's what we're doing. Doesn't it feel real good?"
"Yes, yes, yesssss," Nancy hissed through clenched teeth. It was a new, wonderful
experience, making the girl's mind explode into a million pieces.
Jack twisted his body around in a counter rhythm to the girl's writhing, creating more
friction in Nancy's hot cunt. The spongy head worked deeper and deeper, sinking
farther into her body.
"Oh, ohhhh," the girl begged as she felt her pussy being stretched open. The tender,
virginal pink membranes were being forced apart, molded into a tunnel for Jack's
fucking cock.
She begged for his dick, repeating the words over and over again as he gave it to her.
He shifted his thighs from side to side, stirring his dick like a spoon inside her, reaming
out the tight channel of her unfucked cunt.
"Good fucking! Shit, you're one hell of a clean, good fuck," Jack grunted. His fingers
slid up and curled around her big tits. The red nipples throbbed wildly as his thumbs
and forefingers rubbed them into a highly excited state. He had her caught with his
thumbs, hands, legs and belly. She was trapped under him, getting fucked for the first
time, and loving every second of it!
Nancy felt the pressure in her pussy become more intense as Jack shoved in deeper. He
was reaching areas of her pussy the girl had never touched, even when she was
fantasizing in bed, sticking her fingers in and out of her juicing cunt.
Oh God, this is how it felt to be with a man! Nancy licked her dry lips, opening her
mouth and letting a raspy moan escape. She could feel the top of his hard cock scraping
across the red tip of her clit. He was pushing the stubby pole into her cuntlips, making
it sputter with a strange sexual electricity.
Nancy could feel her belly tightening up. It was getting ready for something, but what,
the young girl didn't know. She was teetering on the brink of orgasm, something she'd
felt occasionally when she fingered herself off in the privacy of her bedroom. But it had
never felt this urgent, this hard, this big before!
More of his cockmeat was fed into her. She wanted all of it sliding inside now. Nancy
wanted Jack to roll down on top of her, squeeze her and push her down, crushing her
under his hairy, masculine body. She reached up to pull him down harder onto her tits.
"Fucking," he growled, waiting to hear her beg for it again.
"Oh God, fuck my pussy. Oh God, god, god," Nancy groaned, her voice trailing off
into a series of unintelligible growls.
Jack told her to take it, then bore down harder than before. His fat dick pushed
through the tight, slippery cuntlips. He felt as though his cockhead was cooking in her
hot pussy oil, frying stiff and hard as she twisted and humped under his fucking attack.
As the cock pushed aside the hot and slippery cunt membranes, he felt his prick being
clutched by the sensitive pussy walls. Suddenly, the big intern felt his cock run into
something firm.
Both Nancy and Jack knew what he'd run into. It was her cherry thick and hard,
barring the big man's cock from pressing into the girl any farther.
"Gotta go through," Jack said, gritting his teeth in determination. He reared back,
sliding his cockhead out, then shoving back in. The cherry still held against his attack.
"No, don't. Oh, it hurts, HURTS!" Nancy cried. She forgot all about the pleasure she
had felt before. Now she could only think about the painful pressure deep inside her.
She felt Jack's fat rod bending inside her pussy, pressing hard against her tight cherry.
"You'll tear me apart. Please, don't."
Nancy heard of thousands of stories about young girls raped, and how their cunts bled
for hours. All those stories came back in a rush of terror and revulsion. She raised her
hands, pressing her fingers hard against Jack's chest, trying to shove him off her.
But the intern held firm. He forced his cock hard against the wall. The pain inside her
cunt was fighting with the pleasure. She wanted his cock, needed his fucking, was hot
for his body. But there was too much pain from her stretched cherry for her to think
about the intern's cock anymore. Gradually, all the girl could focus on was the sharp,
tearing sensation coming from deep inside her violated cunt.
"Hold still, damn it!" Jack said, pinning the helpless brunette to the mattress and
pressing his knees hard against her upturned buttocks. He shoved down and forward
again, his cockhead pushing hard against the cherry. His rod was taking all the weight
as he bore down onto the twisting, grunting young hospital volunteer.
Nancy fought with all her strength. Her fingers raked his back, tearing at this thick
flesh with her fingernails while her feet banged against his thighs. The young brunette
twisted and writhed under him, trying everything she could think of to crawl out from
under him and save her savaged cherry.
But Jack was too determined. With a loud grunt, he lunged down hard. In one swift
stab, his cockhead tore through the bursting cherry. Nancy's eyelids fluttered open and
her eyes bulged out as she felt his hot cockflesh rip past her cherry and plunge down,
down into the dark depths of her cunt.
Finally, the big intern had every inch of his cock rammed into her hot cunt. His body
settled down onto hers. He lay on her tits, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
The sweat trickled off his forehead and onto her face.
"Ohhhhhh," Nancy moaned. She had been knocked half-unconscious from the sudden
pain of that pounding.
"You'll be okay, kid," Jack said, pulling his cock out. He rose from the bed and opened
the top drawer of a nearby nightstand. His fat dick swung in front of him like a sheet in
a windstorm as he rummaged through the drawer. He found a tube of burn cream.
Taking it, he went back to the young girl.
Nancy was still moaning, moving slightly on the mattress, her arms stretched as if she
had been crucified. Her ankles hung over the edges of the bed, while her tits rose and
fell gently and regularly.
Taking a big gob of the cream, Jack sat back down on the bed and started rubbing it
onto her pussylips. Nancy was so hot that Jack watched with amazement as the cream
melted almost immediately, running into her narrow cunt crack and down her inner
thighs. He worked over the lips first, running his fingers through the silky dark brown
hairs. He squeezed her cuntlips open and stuck a gob of the burn cream inside.
Holding her pussy shut, he waited.
"Ohhh, oh, it hurt," the girl said, her lips pouting in disappointment.
"Sure it did. It happens to all girls. But don't worry. I've got a feeling you're gonna
recover real fast."
Nancy could feel hot streams of the soothing burn cream melting into her, healing her
torn pussy. Slowly, the young brunette began to feel the pain of her busted cherry
lessen. Slowly, Nancy relaxed under the steady kneading of Jack's fingers over her
pussylips. She was beginning to want his cock inside her again, rushing back and forth,
firing up her pussy with the intense friction of dickmeat against her slick cuntal
membranes.
"Will it hurt?" the young teenager asked, rolling her eyes up to Jack.
"No, not again, babe. You're a broken-in woman now. Now you're gonna really enjoy
yourself," Jack said between clenched teeth. He was stroking his cock again with his left
hand, rubbing his thumb over his piss-slit, lubing it down, then slicking down the sides
of his throbbing hunk of prickmeat with the cream.
"Ohh, I'm soooo hot," Nancy said, closing her eyes and biting down on her lower lip.
Oh God, she was so ashamed to say something like that, but it was true! Nancy pushed
her legs apart, felt the melting burn cream seep into her hole deeper and deeper, then
felt her pussy walls knot up in tense cramps of sexual heat.
"I'll take care of that," Jack said, crawling back onto the bed. He knelt in front of her,
his knees between her widely splayed thighs, and his hands resting on either side of her
shoulders. "Take a good feel of my dick."
Nancy did as she was told, reaching out, stroking it gently, working the pre-cum Jack
had drawn from his piss-slit into the surface. Her fingers smoothed over the flared
head, then slid down the broad ridge running down the back of the blood hot cock.
"Keep going, baby," Jack ordered, spreading his legs so wide apart that his balls dangled
between them like heavy coconuts.
Nancy worked her way down to his thick dickroot. When she got to the hot, hairy
groin, she stopped. Smiling to herself, the young brunette fondled the big nuts, rolling
them in the palm of her right hand. She looked up and saw Jack shaking and swaying
from side to side as she toyed with those fat fuck-sacs. Hefting them, twisting them
around, then letting them go and watching them dangle fascinated the young teenager.
"You're gonna make me pop off, baby. You ever see a man cut loose?" Jack said, pulling
his hairy ass back and sliding his balls away from Nancy's inviting fingers.
"No, never," Nancy confessed.
"You do like I tell you and it'll feel real good, I promise," Jack insisted as he pulled her
thighs farther apart and crawled up tightly against her hot, willing body.
Nancy shivered when she felt Jack touch her cunt again. The big intern was towering
over her now, his arm pressing against her shoulders, his knees spread apart and
touching her upturned asscheeks. The young brunette could feel his cockhead moving
up her asscrack, closer and closer toward her cunt. Every nerve-ending in her snatch
was straining upward, reaching out toward Jack's cock.
As his hard cock reached and brushed against her outer lips, Nancy cried out and
snapped her legs together, trapping the big intern in her tight grip.
"Fuck, you're one goddamned hellcat," Jack commented, pushing the girl's legs apart
once more and repositioning himself.
Soon Nancy could feel that thick head working its way between her cream-coated
cuntlips. In an instant, the brunette teenager could feel it gliding inside her once more.
"Ohhh, it feels soooo good," she moaned. Her legs spread apart wide so the throbbing
dick could slip deeper inside her. All the burn cream Jack had packed inside her pussy
had melted. There was a strange, bubbly-hot juice filling her tight, sore pussy. Nancy
could feel the hot, pulsing dick gliding into her until it came up the sore point where
her cherry had been. The girl tensed up, then relaxed as she felt the fat cock pass that
point and go on to the musky depths of her cunt.
"You're gonna get a real fuck now, baby. I'm gonna give it to you good," Jack
whispered as he shoved deeper into her body. His iron-hard cock was rushing into her
like a thrown spear. His hips worked down and to the sides, shoving his cock in like a
piston, reaming out the throat of her dripping cunt. He was lying on top of her body,
feeling her cunt clutch around his cock. Jack could feel his dickhead throbbing, and
knew he was dangerously close to cumming.
"Ohhhhhh," Nancy groaned as she felt his weight rest on top of her clit. His hairy
groin rubbed over that sex spindle until she thought she was going to explode into a
million pieces. She spread her legs as wide as she could, silently begging for more cock.
"Feel good?"
"Oh, yes, yessss, so good," she moaned in response. "Fucking, yes, fucking," the young
girl said, her legs bouncing up and down, hitting one another, then bouncing off Jack's
hunching back. Her big tits rolled together, then fell apart, bouncing like two balloons
from the force of Jack's powerful fucking.
"Feel it better?" Jack asked, changing the position of his fucking. He raised his body up
slightly, tilting forward and rubbing the hot tip of his fucking dick harder against
Nancy's clitty.
"UHHHHHHH!" the brunette answered. She felt her brain sizzle as the steady friction
of cock against clit shaft drove her crazy. The rushing of his cock through her pussy
was making her beg for more hard dickmeat. She was being stuffed with it, stretched
apart by it. The young brunette helplessly rolled her head from side to side. Her lower
jaw slackened, a string of drool oozing from one corner of her mouth. She opened her
eyelids and rolled her eyeballs up into her head as she felt a hot knot of sexuality slowly
untie itself in her gut.
Jack saw her tensing up for a big cum, and kept fucking faster and more wildly. He
slammed down harder and faster, his muscular weight shaking her as he hunched and
fucked his way into her body over and over. Nancy was grunting with the force of his
shoves. Her pussy was stretched as wide as it could be by his horse-like cock.
"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned as the first spasm of cumming tore through her body. Her ass
was grinding up to meet him while her arms flew around his neck, trying to pull him in
deeper.
"Cumming, baby, cummin'!" Jack moaned.
His balls tightened in their sac, while Nancy's cunt walls tightened around that prick.
Suddenly, the girl felt hot jets of something sticky, rich and creamy spray into her cunt.
The young volunteer lost all control, arching her body under Jack's crushing, muscular
weight. She cut loose with her orgasm. It felt as if the world were inside her pussy,
blowing it apart. Her cuntal walls twitched, clutching the big prick, holding the
squirming, hot, shooting hunk of cock deep inside.
"Cum, baby, cum!" Jack said, his balls dumping their load of spunk inside.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Nancy cried as she felt herself drifting off in a world of bright lights and
wonderful, unspeakable sensations.


Chapter 3

"Nancy, did you have a nice time at the hospital?"
The young brunette stopped in the darkened foyer of her home, biting her lower lip
guiltily. From the living room she could hear the television droning out the eleven
o'clock news. Dropping the house keys back into her purse, the perky, teenaged
brunette brushed back her long hair and put on a false gay smile.
"Hi, Mom!" Nancy said brightly, strolling into the large living room and kissing her
mother lightly on the forehead.
"Oh, your hair's a mess!" Nancy's mother said, twisting around in her chair and
examining her daughter carefully. Mrs. Durns, always a protective mother, had become
more so since her husband's death six months ago.
"It's nothing, Mother," Nancy said sullenly, afraid that something about her would
betray the wild fuck she'd just finished with Jack. He wouldn't let her go from the
hospital after the two of them came. Pinning her to the mattress, the big intern had
fucked her once more, forcing her to admit how much she enjoyed getting her cunt
eaten out, then how much she loved feeling his dick sliding in and out of her tight, near
virgin pussy. It was humiliating, but at the same time horribly exciting. Never in her
life had the young brunette had so much fun!
When Jack finally let Nancy slide off the bed and get dressed, he made her promise to
come and visit him in the same room in two days. He had a heavy schedule of rounds
and surgery during the next twenty-four hours. Then he'd show her all the new ways of
fucking and getting the most enjoyment from her cunt. The words all sounded so
natural and wonderful that the brunette didn't think twice about questioning him. She
was hot, curious and eager.
Now, in her mother's living room, Nancy began to feel guilty about what she'd done.
Both her mother and father had schooled her into perfect virginity – never give your
cunt to a man unless he was your husband, they'd said. And now Nancy had violated
that commandment most fully. The girl shrank from her mother's steady gaze,
pretending she had a headache.
"I don't think I like you working at the hospital," Mrs. Durns said, eyeing her daughter
suspiciously. Nancy had turned and was walking up the stairs to her bedroom. "It's the
hours. A girl your age shouldn't be coming home this late. Besides, I thought you got
off work at nine."
"I was talking with some of the girls, Mother," Nancy said, lowering her eyes as she
hurried up the stairs. No, she couldn't face her mother with the knowledge she now
had. At least, she couldn't talk with her now.
Nancy's pussy felt so hot, good and tight, even after the wild reaming and fucking it
had received from Jack's fat cock. Oh God, how could she think of anything else right
now? She'd lost her cherry tonight, and in what a wonderful, delicious way: By that big,
muscular, hairy intern that half the women in the hospital were panting after. Nancy
had heard of how some women complained the first time they fucked a man! The
teenaged brunette couldn't imagine why! Oh, how wonderful it had felt to have that
hot, hairy sensation of male flesh rubbing across her white, smooth skin!
Quickly undressing, Nancy climbed back into bed and lay awake for hours. She reached
down and stroked her sore hot pussy, cumming several times that night whenever she
thought about Jack and his fat dick sticking into her cunt. Remembering the soft,
sucking sound his cock made when it stabbed in and out of her cunt, Nancy slowly
drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a fuck that would last for hours and hours and hours.
The next day passed slowly for Nancy. Helping her mother quietly around the house,
the young teenager looked at the clock, praying for three o'clock, her time to leave for
the hospital. She knew she probably wouldn't see Jack this afternoon. He'd be too busy.
But the thought of being in the same building with the intern was exciting.
Slipping into her candy-striped uniform at three, Nancy quickly bid her suspicious
mother goodbye and raced off to the county hospital. Checking in quietly, the girl took
her cart of newspapers and candy, rolling it down the brightly lit corridors, stopping in
patients' rooms, and watching for some sign of Jack. The thought that he might be
strolling down some corridor, and that she might accidentally bump into him, made her
heart thump.
But there was no sign of Jack. By seven that evening, Nancy had given up hope. But the
young girl wasn't disheartened, knowing full well that tomorrow evening the two of
them would be playing the same game as last night.
"Nancy, we're out of 50cc syringes, and the aides are on a break. Would you mind
going to basement supply and picking up some?" the head nurse on the third floor
asked as the young brunette wheeled her cart past the horseshoe-shaped nurse's station.
"Sure, Miss Dennis," Nancy said brightly, pushing the cart into the station. Although
Nancy hadn't been down to Supply that often, it wasn't unusual for the girl to perform
such duties normally reserved for more qualified personnel.
Riding the elevator down to the basement area, Nancy folded her arms tightly across
her tits and closed her eyes, concentrating on the wonderful, warm sensation suddenly
radiating through her pussy. God, what kind of fire had Jack triggered inside her? All
she could think about was cock and cunt, cock and cunt. School, home, career: Nothing
seemed to matter anymore. All she wanted to think of was her cunt, and all the ways
Jack could satisfy that horrible aching itch that pulsed even now.
The door opened onto a low-ceiling corridor, lit only by a string of yellowish overhead
bare light bulbs. Nancy felt the dampness of the concrete walls as she walked quickly
from the elevator to the supply cage. The young brunette had never liked this part of
the hospital. It reminded her too much of a haunted castle, or a dungeon. There were
empty rooms all around, dark corners, threatening shadows that made her flesh crawl
with fear. It was all a silly notion, she knew that. But still...
"Oh!" she said, surprised.
"Well, it's the famous Nancy Durns!"
The young brunette backed away, her eyes wide as she looked up at a tall, blond, broad
shouldered man in a doctor's loose-fitting jacket. A stethoscope hung carelessly from his
neck, and his hands were jammed into the side pockets.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Nancy asked, unsure of what she should do. The big man
stood in the middle of the corridor, his huge body blocking the light. Nancy tried
focusing her eyes on the man, wondering who he was.
"Come on. Jack told us all about what happened. You know, about your little fucking
scene upstairs!"
Nancy flushed, feeling the floor giving way under her. My God, he'd told everyone
what she'd done! Suddenly, the young girl felt cheap. She was the hospital whore, the
little slut who put out! Nancy could just imagine the laughs she got as Jack told his
cronies about how hot she was, how she moaned and groaned when he burst her
cherry, and how she cramped up her ass and skewered her cunt on his rushing pecker
when he climbed back onto her.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Nancy said, moving to one side. She
recognized this man now – Brad Burrows, one of Jack's best buddies, an intern also
who had a reputation of being a kinky kind of ladies' man.
"You couldn't keep that hot little cunt of yours still when Jack fucked the shit out of
you! I want to see it in action myself," Brad said, stretching out his right hand as Nancy
tried to pass. The girl felt his big fingers clamp hard around her left upper arm,
bruising her sensitive flesh.
"You're hurting me!" Nancy cried. Moving to one side, her forehead wrinkling up while
hot tears of pain and fear welled up in her eyes.
"Shut up," Brad whispered menacingly, dragging her to one side of the corridor, then
flinging her around. The girl cried out sharply as her head slammed against the cold
concrete wall.
Nancy saw stars, and heard a strange buzzing sound. Only when she was coming out of
the daze did she realize Brad was on her, kissing her hard, fondling her tits with his big
hands. The girl let out a grunt of horror, twisting helplessly in h is grip, and tried to
raise her hands to scratch his face.
"Bitch!" Brad cried out.
Nancy had managed to work her hands free, turning them around, curling her fingers
and digging her nails into his wrists. The big intern pulled back, rubbing his hands
under his arms, glaring angrily at the cringing young brunette.
"You let me go or..."
Nancy wasn't able to finish the sentence. Raising one hand above his head, Brad had
brought his big, paw-like open hand down with a wooshing sound. Nancy screamed
just before the hand crashed against the right side of her skull. Her long brown hair
whipped across her face as Brad's palm and fingers slapped hard across her chin and
cheek, sending the girl spinning to the ground.
"Ohhhh," Nancy cried, her body sprawled on the cold floor of the corridor.
Brad towered above her, his fingers flexing. He was waiting for her to make some sort
of move to escape. The big intern enjoyed doing this to women. He liked having them
resist him so he could beat them down, crush them into a sobbing pile of degradation
and humiliation, only to force them to finally submit to whatever kind of sexual
depravity he could think of. There was nothing Brad and several of his friends wouldn't
do to satisfy their grotesque desires. Although respectable interns by day, they threw
down all barriers of socially acceptable behavior by night.
"Get up, little fuckin' bitch," Brad growled.
Nancy gathered her wits and stood up shakily, her long brown hair framing her face.
She could scream, but the supply office was so far down they wouldn't hear her. And
what would she tell them? Jack had probably spread the word all over that she was the
hospital whore. Would anybody believe her when she said Brad had hit her, and was
probably going to rape her?
"Come on," Brad said, grabbing her once more by the arm and dragging her down the
corridor back toward the elevators. Nancy stumbled over her feet, her head bowed, her
free hand scraping the side of the tunnel. Where was he taking her?
They turned down a small tunnel leading off the main one, a corridor Nancy hadn't
even noticed during the year she'd been working at the hospital. Brad remained
ominously silent during this trip, never easing the painful grip on her upper arm.
When they reached the end of the corridor, Nancy stood quietly as the big intern fished
out a set of keys from his pocket, pulled one free from the others, then slipped it into a
rusted lock of a green metal door.
Pushing it open, the big intern dragged Nancy into the large, dark room, flipping on
one light to illuminate the area, then closed and locked the door.
"Don't try anything funny," he warned, reaching to the right and lifting the receiver of
a black wall phone off the hook. Nancy moved to the far corner of the empty room,
sinking to her knees and crossing her arms tightly over her tits protectively. She was
terrified, her eyes wide with fear while her nostrils flared. Every sense in her was alive,
tuned to the slightest sound or glimmer of light. The young brunette watched as Brad
dialed three numbers and waited.
"She's here," he said simply, chuckling at something someone said, then hanging up.
"What's going to happen to me?" Nancy dared to ask after several seconds of silence.
"You're gonna have a real good time," Brad said, taking off his stethoscope and laying it
on a bare wooden table to the right of the door.
Nancy wondered about that. For the first time she looked around at her prison. The
walls were made of concrete blocks, as gray as the concrete floor and ceiling. A single
bare light bulb hung from the ceiling, throwing a bright circle of light around the
center of the square, twenty-by-twenty room. Other than the wooden table Brad had
laid his stethoscope on, there were two high-backed wooden chairs on either side of the
table. A set of strange rings dangled by one wall, attached to a set of pulleys that were
screwed into the ceiling nearby. An old bathtub was pushed to one corner of the room,
looking as if it hadn't been washed in years, and a strange-looking exercycle with two
bicycle-type assemblies faced her, odd-looking tubes hanging from sides of each. The
room had an ominous feel about it.
"We've designed it," Brad said, noticing the girl's eyes roving around the room. "The
Hospital Board doesn't know about it. One good thing about working for the county,"
Brad said, slipping his coat off and laying it on the table, "is that they won't really keep
track of things way down here."
"What... what's going to happen to me?" Nancy stammered, raising one hand to wipe a
tear away.
"Well..." Brad said, smiling oddly as he eyed her carefully.
His unfinished answer sent a shiver along her thighs, a shiver of both fear and
excitement. It was something Nancy couldn't understand. All she should be thinking of
was escape, and the horror that was going to be inflicted on her. But there was an odd
tightening in her thighs and pussy, one of... pleasure?
Brad walked toward her, his shoes scraping across the concrete floor. What was he
going to do, beat her? Nancy automatically raised her hands to her face.
Brad laughed brutally. The sound of his voice sounded like the breaking of a thousand
dishes.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt that pretty little face. Not yet, anyway," Brad said
with another odd chuckle.
But Nancy wasn't sure of him. She felt real fear. The flesh along her thighs, on her
skull and between her tits crawled with terror. The light above accented the shadows of
Brad's deep-set eyes and high cheekbones, making his sideburns and reddish-blond
moustache glow, making the big intern look as if he'd just risen from hell.
"Oh please, please," Nancy whimpered in a tiny voice as Brad drew closer. She crawled
up the wall, her arms pinned behind her as her legs trembled. Her eyes were wide with
terror, and her chin trembled. Oh God, he was going to tear her apart!
She had to make a break for it. If only she could get to the door, pound on it, scream,
maybe even get the keys and get out of it! Oh, she'd never leave her home again. She'd
always do whatever her mother asked her to do!
Brad saw the real fear in her eyes, and felt his cock stir menacingly in his pants. It was
getting hard and hot, stiffening under the horror-stricken gaze of this young and pretty
teenager.
Suddenly, Brad laid a heavy hand on her shoulder and drew her forward, then shoved
her back with such force that her head struck the wall with a loud thumping sound.
Nancy cried out sharply, and saw slivers of light flare in front of her. She sucked in a
ragged breath, her knees buckling under her. With another cry, the young brunette
sank to the floor, crumpling into a defeated pile of trembling flesh.
"Sit up," Brad ordered.
When she hesitated, raising one hand to rub the sore spot on her skull, Brad reached
down and curled his fingers around several brown strands of her hair. He jerked her
skull toward him, the girl's mouth striking the side of his leg. Her front teeth bit into
her lower lip from the force of that blow. Nancy tasted blood. Brad growled, calling her
all sorts of nasty names.
"I'm not a whore!" Nancy cried out with a trembling voice.
"Sure, sure," Brad said, laughing. He raised his hand once more, letting her go and
watching as she crawled to the corner once more. When she lay cringing against it, he
moved toward her.
The young brunette saw his fat cock bulging out in his pants, pressing against the tight
fitting white hospital trousers. He was looking at her as a rat would look at a piece of
cheese.
When she trembled, cringing, terrified in her tiny corner, Brad smiled. The thick,
sensuous lips pulled back across a double row of straight, square-cut teeth. Even as she
drew herself into a tiny ball, the big hand came down once more. The sounds of a hard
slap and her sharp cry echoed through the small, square room. The girl's hair flailed at
her flushed face.
"Gonna take care of you, little fuckin' whore! I'm gonna make you real tender and good
for the others," Brad said, reaching down and unzipping his fly. Flipping the button
that held his pants to his waist, Brad pushed his white trousers down to his knees.
Nancy's eyes bugged out when she saw the big, fat mass of dickmeat pushing out of the
piss-flap of his shorts.
Shoving his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his shorts, Brad pushed them down,
freeing his fat, long dick.
Nancy reared back, shaking her head slowly back and forth. No, it couldn't be! THERE
was a cock, as long as Jack's, but thicker, THICKER! Oh God, she'd be split wide open
with that three-inch diameter thing!


Chapter 4

Nancy sobbed, sitting with her back pressed flat against the wall. She curled her fingers
into two clenched fists and pressed against the floor. She could feel the damp, cold
concrete through her sheer-white cotton panties. She was dizzy with terror. He was
going to rape her, and there would be more to follow!
Brad sucked in a deep breath, his massive chest rising as he reached down and
scratched his huge, hanging balls. Nancy watched that monstrous cunt-splitting cock
stiffen and point toward her. She could smell the hot, sourish odor of his crotch as Brad
pushed his trousers down below his knees. He moved closer, his big, fat cock waving
back and forth with every step he took.
The dampness in the room made her skin crawl. Nancy could feel her hair crinkling as
a cold draft eased through the room. How horrible this situation was! And yet she was
noticing things like his thick-muscled thighs, his narrow waist, and his overpowering
sense of masculinity. Nancy could feel her body responding to this overwhelming
power in front of her. She could feel her nipples swelling, poking up from her tits and
pushing hard against the cups of her bra. A spasm passed through her body, slamming
into her pussy, making her clit tingle with an aching kind of pulsing itch. There was a
hot, wet sensation between her legs, making her thighs hot and wet. Oh God, she was
actually turning on to this sadistic man's advances! She thought of what he was going
to do to her and felt her snatch wink shut.
Brad's arm was her head. Then, suddenly, that hand came down, slicing through the
shadows. The young brunette screamed as the closed fist came down on her head,
striking her just hard enough to daze her. Once more, Brad curled his fingers around
her hair. As she groaned in pain, her eyelids flickering, the big intern dragged her to
the middle of the room.
"Don't! You're hurting me!" Nancy pleaded, reaching up and clawing helplessly at the
air, trying to keep those fingers from tearing her hair out by the roots.
"Don't give me that shit, baby. Man, I can smell your goddamned cunt juice all the way
up here! Man, you're really turned on to this shit. You're gonna be dribbling all over
your fuckin' legs by the time we get through with you," Brad growled.
When Nancy protested, Brad threw her head backward. The girl stretched out her arms,
catching herself just in time to prevent herself from striking the floor. In an instant the
big intern was straddling her, bending his knees, trapping the brunette tightly between
his legs while he reached down and ripped the top of her Candy-striper uniform from
her shoulders. Nancy screamed and jerked her hands up, trying to pull the shreds of
her garment back onto her body.
But Brad was determined, and he knocked her hands to the side and slipped his fingers
under her bra strap. With a foul curse, the young intern jerked his hand up, ripping the
strap and setting the girl's titties free.
"Ahhhhh," Nancy cried out when she felt her tits spring out. They swung out, then
drooped down on her chest. With another frightened yelp, she raised both arms,
crossing them over her boobs to protect them from Brad's attack. But the young intern
turned more animal-like, hitting her once more across the face. Her titties bounced up
and down, the hard, reddened nipples stiffening even more with Brad's sadistic actions.
The young intern dropped to his knees, hiking his shirt up past his sunken, hairy navel.
Still holding her tightly by the wrist, he pushed his face against her jiggling titties.
While Nancy threw back her head, closing her eyes and clenching her teeth, Brad tore
at her nipples with his teeth. The teenager struggled helplessly, twisting her young body
from side to side, jerking her arm until they nearly ripped from her shoulder sockets.
Brad still held her down firmly, sucking hard at the tender, stiff nipples until he nearly
drew milk.
"Stop, STOP!" Nancy shrieked, the tendons sticking out from her neck. As her terror
grew, the sweat oozed from every pore of her flesh and slicked down her body.
Brad seemed to be all over her. Sweat flew off his body and trickled onto hers. When he
bit into her nipples, sucking hard, Nancy felt the wetness running from her cuntal
crack. A spasm ripped through her cunt, more powerful than anything she'd ever
known. It knocked the wind out of her, making her thighs flex and her ass raise up
from the floor.
Suddenly, the girl wanted his mouth on her inner thighs. She pictured how it would be
to have Brad's teeth sinking into the tendons that now bulged out from her inner
thighs. Oh God, to have his teeth digging into her cuntlips, his tongue sliding into her
pussy crack, lapping up the bubbling, frothing cunt juice oozing out from her cunt! For
an instant, Nancy thought of Brad destroying her, ripping her pussy to pieces with
those strong, white teeth.
Nancy pulled back, whimpering. A sudden flash of terror made her shrink from the big
intern.
"You're not goin' anywhere," Brad snapped, holding her right wrist with one hand
while jamming his other palm between her legs. He forced them wider, cupping her
crotch, smiling when he felt how soppy her panties had become with cunt juice.
"Don't," Nancy cried, her mouth like a tight scar as she closed her eyes and fought back
the tears.
"Come on, baby. You're so fuckin' hot for my cock that you can't think straight," Brad
snarled, grunting with satisfaction as he curled his fingers around one of her panties'
legbands and tugged hard. The garment easily slid away from the girl's bouncing ass
and down to her knees. With another sharp move, he hiked her dress up to her waist,
exposing the thick, brown thicket of cunthairs growing around and over her cunt
mound. The hairs glistened with droplets of pussy juice, while more of the thick fuck
oil oozed and seeped from her snatch.
Brad shoved his thumb in an angle, finding her swollen clit. With another move, he
crushed it under his ragged nail.
Nancy screamed, her body stiffening and jerking to the left. She was panting now, her
body writhing under Brad's merciless attack. The veins in her neck stood out as she
fought to hold back another agonizing cry.
Brad pulled his hand away, and it slid from her hot cunt hole with a sucking sound.
"Can't wait anymore for that sweet ass of yours," Brad said thickly.
Nancy shivered, shrinking away from the big intern. With a violent move, he threw her
on her back as the wailing teenager tried to scramble to her feet. Nancy struck the floor
hard, but this time she didn't even feel the cold of the concrete. She clenched her thighs
together, feeling the electricity in her slit. The terror had receded, or more exactly, had
turned into something incredibly exciting and desirable.
In an instant Brad was on her belly, pawing her titties, sucking at her neck and
shoulders, pressing his mouth hard against hers, pushing back her lips and driving his
tongue into her mouth until the girl tore her lips away and gasped for air. The feeling
she had was one of incredible sexual excitement. Her flesh crawled with unspeakable
delight as she felt the man's cock sliding across her lower belly, then down the narrow
groove separating her right leg from her stomach. His calloused fingers clawed at her
skin, bruising the white flesh, forcing her legs apart.
"Fuck, I'm not gonna let you off so easy," Brad said, raising himself from Nancy's
writhing, hot, willing body. He could see the girl was wanting that dick up her
fuckhole. She was wet, twisting, moaning, wanting a fuck as much as she was terrified
of what would follow it.
"Wh... what?"
"Over, bitch!" Brad said, slipping his hands under her thighs as he rolled off her belly.
Nancy let out a gasp of horror as the big intern flipped her over like a flapjack,
dropping back onto her and pinning her arms to the floor with his powerful hands.
"No, NOOOO!" the girl howled, knowing what he was going to do.
That fat cock was going to find its way in her small bunghole! Nancy had heard from
some of her friends about getting fucked in the ass. No one she'd known had done it,
although some of her girlfriends giggled about it, wishing they had the courage to try it.
"Shut the fuck up!" Brad grunted, moving his hips from side to side.
The brunette could feel his cock pressing against her rounded buttocks. It was fat, hard
and hot, sliding across her smooth asscheek flesh toward the narrow crevice separating
her two globe-like buns. Her tits pressed against the cold concrete, but her body was
quickly warming up the floor under her.
Soon, she felt herself sliding on a thin layer of sweat. Her pussylips peeled back as her
hipbones moved sideways across the concrete. She could feel Brad's thick-muscled,
hairy legs resting on top of hers, his knees digging into the backs of her legs, his heavy
black shoes pressing painfully against her bare ankles as he nestled his head in the
valley between her jutting shoulder blades.
She could feel his thick, heavy breath blowing into her ear. He was swearing at her,
calling her dirty names, telling her what he was feeling, and what he was going to do to
her. His fingers dug painfully into her wrists, holding the grunting, screaming girl
down tightly.
"Don't, you'll HURT me," Nancy groaned. She could feel that hard, sausage-like cock
working its way into her asscrack, sliding in on a thickening layer of her sweat and his
drooling pre-cum. Instinctively, Nancy clenched her asscheeks together, trapping the fat
dick temporarily between those hot, silky, fleshy globes.
Brad grunted with pleasure, sliding down her back. Nancy shuddered when she felt his
fingers leave her arms, trail down her back, then slide under her shoulders and start
fumbling with her flattened titties. He pinched the hard, red nipples again, squeezing
them until the young brunette could feel her cunt wink shut with each pinch. Then
Brad slid lower, licking her hot, wet flesh with his tongue until he was kissing her
asscheeks, slathering them down with his mouth. She could hear him planting hard,
wet kisses on her buttocks, then moving his mouth over to her asscrack. In a second,
his tongue was probing that tiny crevice, flicking in and out, teasing the wrinkled flesh
of her shitter.
"Ohhhhh!" Nancy cried, closing her eyes and stiffening every muscle in her body. She
had no idea a man could make her feel like this by doing something so incredibly filthy.
Brad had his big hands on her asscheeks now, pulling them apart, kneading the
resilient white flesh while he nuzzled his nose and tongue in the narrow crack. Nancy
let out a strange series of grunts and cries as she felt that tongue probe her bunghole.
She could feel his teeth scraping the smooth flesh of her shitter lining while his tongue
flicked in and out. Her clit suddenly caught fire, throbbing white-hot while the big
intern pulled her buttocks farther apart and ate into her ass.
"Oh, don't do that," Nancy cried, curling her fingers and clawing at the smooth, sweatwet 
concrete floor. She rocked her body back and forth, sliding her thighs across the
floor, working her snatchlips open by her writhing movements against the concrete, in
an attempt to satisfy that hot, pulsing itch in her pussy. While the girl squirmed like a
lizard and moaned low in her dry throat, Brad pushed his mouth hard against her
shitter. He could feel the ass muscles relaxing, giving way under his warm, wet oral
massage. He knew she was too tight to take his dick in all the way unless he primed her
up. Moving one hand over to the girl's violated crack, Brad stuck one finger in, clear up
to the second joint. He felt the asshole snap shut, nearly cutting off circulation to the
tip of his finger.
Smiling with satisfaction, the young intern yanked his finger out with a squishy pop
and settled back onto Nancy's body. Her torn candy-striped uniform was gathered in a
twisted rope around her waist.
"Can't fuck you like this," Brad grunted, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist
and pulling her up into a bitch-fucking position.
Nancy cried out for the last time, begging Brad to reconsider and let her alone, but the
intern was too far gone to listen to anyone. Before she knew it, she was on her knees,
her head buried between her trembling arms while Brad held her down tightly. He'd
finished reaming the girl, coaxing her asshole open with his flicking tongue. Now it was
time to bury his cock in her shitter, rape the quivering teenaged brunette in the ass with
his fat, nine-inch prong.
He moved his bent knees under her, forcing her ass to thrust up and out. Gently, at
first, Brad pressed his cockhead against her wide-stretched, spit-dripping asshole. He
rocked back and forth, hunching forward, surging his big hunk of hot dickmeat into
her. He screwed a bit at a time until Nancy was lulled into a sexual high by the
rhythmic beat of his fucking. She became relaxed, almost comfortable in that grotesque
position.
"Uhhhhh!" the girl cried, rising through the red fog that had settled over her brain.
What was she doing, actually helping this horrible man in this unnatural act? A ripple
of guilt went through the teenager.
How horrible this was! What would her mother and friends say if they were to see her
like this? No one would ever speak to her again if they knew just how turned on to this
sick act she was! Oh, if only she could fight back that horribly hot, tight feeling
gripping her pussy! Even the growing, stretching agony in her asshole, as Brad's dick
worked its way in, couldn't douse that fire.
With those thoughts circling dizzyingly in her mind, Nancy was vaguely aware she was
opening slowly, easily, helplessly to the big man. But she didn't realize she was opening
up that much, that wide, that vulnerably, to take in his entire dick. No, she'd split
apart! He was going to break her open like an egg shell, leaving her bleeding to death
in this horrible room. It had to be impossible for that big man to slide his prong up her
butt.
Then she was whimpering, grunting and sobbing. The girl squirmed her body from side
to side, her head snapping from left to right as tears welled up in her eyes. Her lower
jaw slackened, and saliva drooled freely down her chin as blood rushed to her head.
With a sharp, yelping cry, Nancy felt Brad slip the whole, big fucking cockhead in. The
elastic ring of her asshole snapped shut behind it, clamping tightly around the fat head.
The young brunette wriggled, trying to pull away from the big thing causing so many
varied feelings in her tortured body. But the intern held on tight, clamping his huge
hands around the girl's hips. He forced her backward onto his cock, trying to skewer
her ass on that wide hunk of hot cockmeat.
"Don't, oh god, God, what are you doing to me? Please, you're hurting me!"
Brad rocked back and forth faster, and Nancy found to her surprise that she was
actually relaxing, riding with the big man. She sweated, gasping for breath while her
heart seemed to hammer inside her head. She could feel her clit pulsing faster and
faster, throbbing with the same rhythm of Brad's dick buried up her ass.
"Fuck, you've got one tight little ass. Ol' Jack might've got your cunny. But I'm gonna
be the one who took care of that ass," Brad said, humping harder. More of his cock slid
up the girl's ass.
Nancy's head jerked up, her eyes bulging out while her mouth dropped open. She let
out a sharp cry that trailed into a groan. Her moans seemed to go on and on while Brad
became more athletic and enthusiastic. He started butting his groin harder against the
girl's tight asshole.
Soon, the big intern eased a little more of that meat into her. Then he stopped, spat in
his hand and wiped the slimy saliva over the still exposed area of his fat shaft. Then he
started all over again, fucking, greasing, thrusting and lubing until the girl was howling
with pain and ecstasy.
Then suddenly, Brad froze, rolling his hips and easing his cock all the way out. He set
her free for a moment, but only to change his fucking position. Reaching down once
more, he pushed her up from her crouch, tilted her ass up higher while pushing her
head all the way down, tucking it under until the young teenager was curled up almost
into a ball. Clamping her hips again, he slid the tip of his cockhead into her asshole.
Nancy could feel it sinking into her, his cock seeming to rearrange her guts. It seemed
to be pushing her organs aside, probing for the very center of her body.
The girl moaned and gasped, sobbing out unintelligible phrases, her nostrils flaring like
a mare in rut, while her heart beat like a big bass drum. Brad smiled and bore down
into the helpless girl. She was grunting, straining, her face dark red with the effort and
excitement of her first buttfuck. The room echoed with the sounds of his cock squishing
in and out of the girl's tortured asshole. Her head bounced from side to side as the
forward fucking thrusts rocked her body. Nancy grunted each time the fat dick pumped
into her ass, seeming to drive deeper and deeper until she was sure he was entering her
stomach.
Meanwhile, Brad had eased one hand around her hipbones, stroking his first two
fingers up and down each side of her stiff clit until the girl soon found herself popping
off.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Nancy cried out, trying to shut her mouth and not let Brad realize
he was turning her on.
But the fucking intern could feel her cunt snap shut, clamping down on the nonexistent
cock that had triggered her cumming clit shaft. The girl quivered and cried as Brad
fucked the shit out of her.
He fucked her wildly, forcing her to rock on his big, beautiful joint. Nancy felt her
sanity slipping away as her orgasm seemed to increase, rather than lessen, as the
seconds ticked away. She realized she was backing into the friction of prick against
shitter lining. She kept exploding time and time again, cumming, cumming and still
cumming while Brad's breathing became raspy. His face became distorted, tight with
exertion. Soon Nancy could feel the meat twitching in her ass. Then the big intern
shuddered on top of her, his muscles tightening as his cock throbbed wildly inside her
ass. It shot a torrent of scalding lava into the teenager, his jizz hot enough to burn the
lining of her bung. Nancy could feel the spunk filling up her ass, then leaking out from
between her stretched shitter lips. Oh God, how it ached and burned, and yet felt so
good! She'd been fucked in the ass by one of the biggest cocks she'd ever seen, either on
a live man or in books.
She hadn't died as she thought she would. Instead, the pretty brunette had actually
enjoyed it.
"Fuck, you're one hell of a hot little number! I can see we're gonna have lots of fun
together," Brad said, smiling strangely as he pulled his flaccid dick from Nancy's ass.
The young girl remained in a curled position, her original terror returning. What in the
name of God was he going to do to her next?


Chapter 5

"Took your time in getting here," Brad said as the big door opened.
Nancy cowered in one corner of the big dark room, holding the remnants of her torn
and dirtied candy-striped uniform over her tits. She'd crawled there from the center of
the floor, where Brad had brutally fucked her in the ass.
"Had a couple of patients up in Four West who needed an emergency I.V.," Jack said,
holding a ring of keys loosely in his right hand. He looked at the cringing brunette in
the corner and pursed his lips. "You have your fun yet?"
"Yeah. Got her in the ass," Brad said, rubbing his crotch and smiling cruelly.
"Hmmmm, I'd have thought she'd be too young and tight down there. Guess you never
know," Jack said, shrugging his shoulders and looking more closely at the young victim.
"How could you be doing this to me?" Nancy finally found the courage to say.
Both men turned around and looked surprisingly at the girl, as if they'd never have
expected her to say anything intelligible.
"You didn't seem to mind last night," Jack said, smiling cruelly at her. He swung the
keys back and forth playfully as he rested against the open door.
"She sure as hell didn't mind a few minutes ago! Shit, you should've seen her crawling
around when I stuck my cock up her ass! She couldn't keep her goddamned ass still.
She almost made me pull my cock out a couple of times," Brad said, scratching his balls
again.
Nancy burned with shame and humiliation. She remembered how hot he'd made her
with his damned dick sliding in and out of her tight ass. The young brunette still felt a
strangely hot, stretched sensation in her bunghole that wasn't all that unpleasant.
"They'll find out about you," the girl threatened, clenching her teeth together.
"No they won't. You sure as hell aren't going to tell them," Jack said menacingly.
Nancy felt a shiver of terror run through her. Were they going to dispose of her as
she'd earlier feared? It would be easy for doctors to make her death look like an
accident. Nobody would ever question them about the death of an insignificant Candy
striper who had the reputation – Jack, she was sure, had purposely spread the rumor
quickly – of being the hospital tramp.
"W-why not?" she stammered, drawing her arms protectively across her throat.
"When we get through with you, you won't be able to say anything like that. It's
worked before. Plenty of nurses and volunteers come down here now, because they
want to! Hell, I had you figured out a long time ago, baby. You're one of those types
who keep sayin' they don't want to get fucked. But shit, get you in a bed and you're a
hellcat!" Jack said, licking his lower lip. "Well, we're gonna put you through your paces
tonight."
At that point, another intern walked into the small room, greeting Brad and Jack with a
nod, then closing the door behind him. Nancy narrowed her eyes and recognized him
as Dr. Jim Sweet, an intern who worked with Jack. He was smaller than the other two,
with a military-cut hairstyle. His small eyes, narrow nose and thin lips gave him the
appearance of a monkey.
"This the one?" he asked, taking a quick look at Nancy.
"Sure is, Doc," Jack said.
Nancy could see that both interns seemed to be a little wary of the quick, little man.
Instinctively, she felt a tremor of fear when he started walking toward her with a cold
smile on his lips.
"My friends over there have been working with me for some time now," Jim began. He
stopped some six feet in front of her and scratched his chin with his right hand.
Nancy felt as if she were a laboratory animal being pinned to a dissecting table for
examination.
"We started this little enterprise mostly for our enjoyment. After all, who ever comes
down here? This hospital has so many of these little nooks and crannies, built during
the turn of the century and forgotten by everyone. But we found it and started using it
several months ago," the doctor said, his smile becoming wider and, if possible, colder.
"I'm doing research, in my own way, on female sexuality. The number of girls we've
had down here has been increasing, thanks to my two handsome colleagues here," Jim
said, nodding sharply toward Jack and Brad.
"Research?" Nancy asked in a trembling voice. My God, it sounded as if she'd landed in
some kind of concentration camp!
"In a way. Of course, the research is the most delightful possible," he said in clipped
tones. The doctor's attitude was one of studied calm as he continued to examine the
cringing girl with his beady blue eyes.
"Then let me go. They've done enough research," Nancy said, flashing a terror-stricken
glance at the two interns.
"Oh, not yet. You haven't been put through your paces yet. I enjoy watching the varied
reactions of girls your age as we subject them to all sorts of pleasures. We've found that
most girls enter our exercises with the greatest reluctance, then wind up showing more
vigor and excitement than we'd ever guessed was possible."
Nancy thought she was having a nightmare. What kind of horror show was this sick
man conducting? He had to be mad! Indeed, there seemed to be a savage, insane gleam
behind his brilliantly blue eyes.
"Do you have the dog?" Dr. Sweet asked, keeping his eyes riveted on Nancy while
twisting his head around slightly.
"Yes, Doctor. We just got through feeding him. He's in the cage in the next room,"
Jack said, his lips curling into a broad smile. Nancy felt her scalp crinkle when she saw
all the men look at her.
"Bring him in now," Dr. Sweet said, tapping his cheek with one finger.
Nancy said nothing, still cringing in the corner in silence as Jack left the room. She
could hear another door opening, and the sound of something scraping and padding
over the concrete corridor outside.
The door opened once more and Jack reappeared, a leather leash wrapped around the
fingers of his right hand. Following behind him was a black Doberman pinscher, his
pointed ears pricked forward as his black nostrils quivered with excitement. He pranced
nervously around Jack's feet, his big brown eyes rolling about while he sniffed the air.
"What's he doing here?" Nancy asked nervously, tucking her legs under her ass and
pressing the back of her head against the wall. Her eyes widened as she watched the big
dog prance around Jack's legs, twisting the leather leash around his ankles.
"He's going to be part of the next experiment. We've found most girls enjoy having sex
with an animal once they're properly excited," Dr. Sweet said, backing away and
signaling Jack to get the girl ready for the Doberman.
"No, NOOOO!" Nancy cried, her flesh crawling with revulsion and terror. Not an
animal, not fucking with a dog! Oh, that was too much. Her cunt and asshole puckered
up in terror as the girl quickly rose from the floor and flattened her body against the
wall. Her arms hung to her sides, the palms pressed against her thighs.
She watched the big dog freeze at Jack's feet, his powerful head tilted upward, his eyes
staring into hers. She saw his black, rubbery lips peel back in a snarl, his white, sharp,
crisscrossed teeth exposed in the dim light. His short black fur seemed to glisten, while
his forelegs trembled with excitement. A low, steady growl came from his powerful
throat as the helpless teenaged brunette stood in terror six feet in front of him.
"That's what most of the girls say. But oh, the difference King's tongue can make on
them! That's his name, you know. King," Dr. Sweet said in a chatty tone.
Nancy stared down at the big animal. No, they'd have to kill her first before she'd
submit to something like that. Brad read what she was thinking and acted quickly. He
sped past Jack, who held the animal tightly by the leash. As the big black Doberman
barked excitedly, Brad reached up and jabbed his hand hard against Nancy's forehead.
With a sharp cry of surprise, the girl felt the wall crash against the back of her skull.
"Ohhhhh!" Nancy groaned, her knees turning to rubber as she slid down the wall to
the floor.
Brad worked quickly, hiking her dress back up to her waist while pulling the torn
bodice of her uniform away from her big tits.
As the brunette tried to snap herself back into complete consciousness, Brad reached
down and spread her legs apart, stepping back and signaling to Jack to let King go.
With a loud snarling growl, the Doberman jumped forward, but stopped a few feet in
front of the girl, lowering his head. Nancy shook her head violently, opening her
eyelids and seeing the big black dog crouched down in front of her. She cried out and
started to curl her legs protectively under her ass. But the big animal's loud bark
prevented her from doing anything.
Frozen with terror, Nancy lay spread-legged in front of the Doberman, watching him as
closely as he watched her. He didn't move for a while, his eyes riveted on the big brown
bush of cunt hairs in front of him. His nostrils quivered, picking up the scent of
cuntjuice filling the air between the two.
Then, with another bark, he crawled forward, keeping his broad head down. The girl let
out a small, tight whimper, pressing her head into the corner while curling her fingers
into two tight fists. Her breaths came in short gasps as she watched the dog crawl, stop,
crawl, then stop; again. Inch by inch he crept up to her cunt until his powerful maw
was only a foot away from her pussy.
Slowly, the Doberman rose, but remained in a semi-crouched position. He dropped his
powerful lower jaw, breathing heavily. Nancy could feel his breath blow through her
cuntal curls. She could feel the raw animal power of that big dog as it almost
overpowered her with his mere nearness. She'd never quite felt anything like it before,
and was unsure if it was completely unpleasant or not.
King let out another growl, then turned his head to the right. He pushed his big head
forward and started to lick her inner thigh. Nancy shuddered, closing her eyes tightly
and clawing at the floor. Oh, it was so good, so good, and yet so disgusting! The big
animal was actually gentle, tickling her quivering flesh with his tongue. She heard him
continually growling, not a growl of anger, but one of excitement.
He began to lap at her more freely, slathering down her thigh flesh with his big tongue,
edging closer and closer toward her pussylips. Oh, how hot and tight she was becoming
all over again! She could feel her cunt knotting up again, cramping up with sexual
tension! That wonderfully hot, wet tongue was sliding up toward her fuzzy cuntal
mound.
Nancy cramped her ass upward, twisting it slightly so the animal could have a better
angle of attack. What was she doing? She should have been pushing the big dog away.
Weakly, the girl raised one hand, pushing it down on her swampy pussy and shoving it
finally against the Doberman's nose.
The large animal stopped growling, but twisted his head around and licked between her
fingers. Nancy let out a tiny groan, feeling the hot, wet sensation of doggie spit trickling
between her fingers. She fanned out her toes, bending her knees and drawing her legs
to a half-raised position. The young girl could feel her bloated cuntlips unstick. Oh
God, how good, tight and wonderful the animal's tongue made her feel! Nancy rolled
her ass to one side, then rocked it back to the other. Back and forth she moved,
working her body in time to the big dog's lapping.
"Shit, she didn't take any time to get used to King," Jack said, scratching his head and
feeling a little disappointed. He'd taken a lot of time working the young girl up to a
cum the first night she'd ever had a cock inside her. And now she was panting, rolling
her head across the wall, moving her legs on the concrete floor, spreading her thighs
apart for the lapping dog. From his position he could see how her inner thighs, slicked
down with spittle, glistened under the dim overhead light. Her feet moved jerkily back
and forth while her tits jiggled together from her twisting and heavy breathing. He
could see the dog's stubby black tail wiggling contentedly back and forth, while the
room was filled with the wet, sucking sounds of King's tongue lapping across Nancy's
flesh.
"UhhhhHHHHHRRRRR!" Nancy cried out, her eyelids fluttering open while tendons
bulged from her neck. The tendons stood out in her legs too, and her nipples stiffened
as the Doberman moved to her pussy, slicking down her snatch hairs with his tongue.
"He can pick up the taste of her cunt juice now," Dr. Jim Sweet said clinically.
"Cunt, cunt," Nancy babbled. The young brunette sucked in a ragged breath when she
felt the Doberman's tongue slide across her clit. It felt as if someone had drawn a
stimulator over every nerve-ending in her body. She could feel him probing his narrow,
fuzzy snout into her wet pussy crack. Why couldn't she do anything about that dog?
Why was his licking so devastating?
Then the dog moved back, growling slowly while he slitted his eyes and stared
menacingly at her. Nancy looked heavy-lidded at the big dog and felt her pulse race
madly. Her cunt ached from the tension of a perverted desire rearing its ugly head.
Oh why was she like this? She'd never wanted to do anything like this before! Even in
her most secret of fantasies at home, Nancy had never thought of fucking an animal!
And yet, here she was, half-unconscious with a depraved sexual lust for this growling
black Doberman in front of her. Was she losing her mind? Had Brad and Jack fucked
her crazy?
That was stupid! But still, that wonderfully hot, tense feeling in the root of her cunt was
something she'd never felt before, even with those men. It had to take a dog, a
goddamned animal to set it loose!
"Uhhhh," Nancy groaned, hunching up instinctively. Unbelievably, she was hunching
her hips forward and up, feeding her hot, fuzzy pussy to the animal.
The dog whimpered, moving the tip of his black, quivering nose from side to side. He
was forcing her inner cuntlips apart, spreading them wide, making room for that
wonderfully hot and wet tongue of his. If only it were some horrible nightmare she'd
wake up from!
But the steady lapping friction of the animal's hot mouth and tongue let Nancy know it
was an all too real reality facing her.
"Oh, no, no," the girl moaned again. She moved her hands, catching the dog's head.
She tried pushing him away from her spit-soaked cunt.
He started to growl low in his throat again, his pointed ears pinning back and his fur
bristling. Nancy felt her heart skip a beat while her clit pulsed madly. With another
groan, the terrified, yet highly excited brunette dropped her hands, letting the
Doberman do what he wanted.
"Shit, I don't think she'll ever get it on with a guy again," Jack said, commenting on the
girl's incredibly hot reaction to King's lapping.
"She'll be cruisin' the damned zoo next!" Brad commented, pleased at Nancy's wild
turn-on to the lapping Doberman. Unlike his more inexperienced partner, the intern
realized Nancy's potential in being an unwilling, yet hot partner in wild, kinky sex
scenes. He licked his lower lip, feeling his cock throbbing wildly between his legs as he
watched the young girl twist and turn under King's oral ministrations.
"Mmmmmm," Nancy groaned, sucking in her lower lip and biting down until she
could taste blood. Her heart was pounding crazily as the dog pushed his broad
shoulders farther between her shaking knees. Nancy ground her teeth together until she
was afraid she'd break her fillings. The girl sobbed and moaned, rolled to her side and
fell to the concrete floor. The dog followed, shoving his nose against the swollen, slick
surfaces of her cuntlips. He growled with excitement, licking the tender surfaces that
peeled apart as Nancy tried to curl up into a ball to escape from the animal.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned.
The animal seemed almost rabid. He gouged his claws against her thighs and stuck his
long black snout against the slick folds of her pussy. The brunette teenager could see
that her own hot juice was wetting down the fur around his mouth. King's black
nostrils glistened with the frothy pussy juice oozing freely from the girl's cunt. His pink
tongue lolled sloppily over her cunt, parting the hot cleft, bathing her clit again and
again.
Nancy bucked, jerking her head as if someone were shooting hundreds of volts through
her body. Her white ass cramped and jiggled while her legs kicked out, curled up to her
tits, then kicked out again. The girl was groaning, pulling her head up stretching out
her arms to crawl away, then collapsing into a defeated heap once more.
"Please, please help me," the young girl cried, rolling her eyes up into her head. Oh,
that horribly tight, aching feeling in her pussy felt like an opened, festering wound. The
pleasure was so intense that it hurt awfully. And that dog – that terrible, wonderful
animal growling between her legs, pushing his nose up into her slit, gouging her out,
trenching out that juicing hole with his snout, lapping up those rivers of fuck oil – was
driving her half insane!
"She's going to cum soon," Dr. Sweet said in a cold voice. He was reaching down to his
crotch, fumbling with a bulge that pushed his white trousers out.
Nancy kicked out one leg, then rolled back onto her ass and let her shaking knees sag
apart. With another moan, the young brunette put a shaky hand down to her cunt
mound. She could feel how hot and soaked she was. Her pussy hair was warm and
greasy from her fuck juice and from the Doberman's spittle. When she trailed her
fingers up her heaving belly, Nancy could feel a delicious hot sensation of the warm
spittle on her hot flesh. Oh, what a lovely, exciting feeling! Her pussy was tightening
up, clenching up like a fist, opening and winking shut from heat, actually grasping at
the whining animal's nose as if it were a nine-inch dick!
King was suddenly all over her, diving his head between her legs. He wet Nancy all
over her bouncing ass, nipping her shivering flesh with his teeth. Nancy tried crawling
away once more, and reached back to touch the wall.
But where could she go? The dog was far too strong and insistent for her to fight him
off. And even if she did, there were three men here who were determined to force the
girl into the most depraved sexual situations they could imagine.
"No, no, no," Nancy cried, dragging herself back. She was cumming, feeling her pussy
clench tightly, twitching again and again! "AHHHHHH!" the brunette teenager cried,
rolling onto her ass once more and slapping her knees hard together.
The big Doberman let out a loud growl, feeling her pungent-tasting cunt juice suddenly
gush out as her snatchlips snapped together. Nancy rolled her plump, firm ass from
side to side, rubbing her legs together, rocking her thighs, trying to get enough friction
to scratch that unbearable itch that tore at her throbbing clit. The throes of orgasm cut
through her like a jolt of electricity. Drool leaked from the corners of her trembling
mouth. Her tits jiggled together. If only she could have a cock inside her, a wonderful,
thick, long, shooting cock filling her hot hole with scalding spunk!
"Mmmmmm!" Nancy hummed between her tightly clenched teeth. A firestorm of lust
raced through her pussy and belly as the throbs beat through her snatch, through her
asshole, up into her nipples and finally into her dizzy mind.
"Look at her go!" Jack said, shaking his head as he watched the pretty brunette teenager
spin out of control.
Nancy sobbed and choked, her face a pinched mask of perverted lust, while her ass
danced across the floor. Rivulets of perspiration trickled down her body, making her
flesh glisten under the weird overhead light.
"Cummmmmm!" the girl moaned, one hand slipping down on her heaving belly. She
clutched as the tight, spit-slicked mat of her cunt hair. She had to touch herself. Even in
front of these men, it didn't matter. She had to bring herself off. If only she had a cock
inside her, a fat, long one like Jack's, or even that of sadistic Brad! It was horrible, sick,
perverted to be thinking of things like that. She was a good girl, her mother's girl. She
shouldn't be doing these things, thinking these things. But that terrible, pulsing itch
way down deep in her cumming cunt was driving her crazy!
Thrilling spasms of lust rocked her body. She rolled on the floor, her legs kicking up
and out. With her right foot she knocked the growling Doberman away, swiveling
around on her ass and finally rolling onto her belly. The girl clenched her sweaty
buttocks, raising them in the air, then thrusting them down toward the floor. She was
skewering her cumming pussy onto her fingers, working her thumbs and palms into
her swampy cunt, rubbing the juice-flooded folds with her fingers until she thought she
was going to die with pleasure.
"Oh, so this is what it's like to get licked off by a dog!" Nancy sighed, feeling the
spasms lessen.
How wonderful, she thought. How wonderful!


Chapter 6

"King hasn't had his cock taken care of yet," Dr. Jim Sweet said coolly, glancing down
at the big black Doberman.
The animal sat up straight on his hind haunches, his long, pink tongue lolling out of
the right corner of his big maw. His dark brown eyes danced merrily in his head while
he kept looking at Nancy. The girl was sprawled on the floor, her narrow shoulders
shaking with the tremors of post-orgasmic lust. Occasionally the men could hear the
girl sob some hysterical half-word, then subside into a calmness.
"Oh no, no," Nancy groaned, pulling her hands up to her face and covering it. She had
heard what Dr. Sweet said. They were going to make her fuck a dog! No, that couldn't
be possible. Even these sick, sadistic men wouldn't make her do something as bad like
that. They were doctors, men of healing. In spite of what they liked to do down here,
they wouldn't make her...
"Nancy, up on your hands and knees," Dr. Sweet said.
"Oh no, don't make me! Please, I can't. Please don't make me... do that with a dog!"
the girl whimpered in a high, pleading voice.
"Doctor?" Brad asked, looking at the older man.
He nodded, sucking in his lower lip and biting down with excitement. Jack stayed back
as his partner moved up to the cringing girl.
Nancy, by this time, had turned her head around. She saw Brad walking toward her,
the other two standing back to watch. Her flesh crawled.
Immediately, she rolled away with a sharp cry, gathering her legs and arms tightly to
her body as protection. He was going to hurt her, lash her, beat her! She could barely
imagine what kind of torture he'd make her submit to.
"You do everything the doctor asks you to do. And that includes Jack over there, or
me," Brad said menacingly. He raised a hand over his head, threatening to bring it
down on her head. As it sliced through the air, Nancy ducked, making Brad's hand hit
the concrete wall behind her.
"Ahhh!" he cried out as his fingers cracked against the hard surface.
The girl watched his face drain to a white color as he rubbed his sore hand, then stared
heatedly down at her.
"So, you want to play games," he said, his voice quivering with hatred.
Nancy realized she'd done something terribly wrong. She slid backward, her terrorstricken 
eyes wide, focused on that big, advancing hulk.
"Oh, no," Nancy cried shakily. She turned and, like an animal on all fours, sped out of
easy reach. Her tits hung down low, the peaks almost brushing the cold concrete floor.
"Let her go," Dr. Sweet said as Jack made an attempt to reach the door. "It's locked. All
she can do is run around."
The dampness in the room made her breath come out in almost-visible clouds. Nancy
twisted her head around and saw Brad coming toward her again. She tried to crawl
faster and slipped, falling face down on the cold, hard floor. She scrambled back up on
all fours again.
Brad was enjoying himself, working her into a corner the way a cowboy would trap a
rebellious steer. He played with her, his sensuous mouth a wide grin as he watched the
girl helplessly run into a corner, trapped.
"The game's over now, baby," Brad said.
She cringed, her eyes bugging out as Brad's big hulk blocked out what little light there
was in the room. Nancy watched helplessly as Brad reached down and unbuckled the
wide, brown leather belt that held up his white, tight-fitting hospital trousers. Oh God,
he was going to beat her!
"Ahhhh!" the girl squealed as the big intern swung the belt over his head, then brought
it down hard along the flesh of her hips.
The young girl jerked, twisting her body away from the painful instrument. A purplish
welt began to rise from her creamy flesh as she sobbed and once more tried to escape.
The belt came down again, this time on her right jiggling buttock. The teenager's eyes
bugged out as her jaw dropped wide open in horrified, painful surprise. With an
animal-like yelp, the young brunette fell to the floor, her arms and legs still working as
if she were scrambling away for safety. "It's no use, honey. He's going to rip the skin
right off your goddamned bones if you keep trying to run away," Dr. Sweet said, his
voice betraying the excitement he was beginning to feel as he watched the young girl
being chased and beaten by his colleague. "Have you ever noticed how excited these
young girls get whenever they're confronted with pain and humiliation? Look at this
one. You'd think she was actually trying to escape from us. But look at her pussylips
when they come into view. They're a dark red, and even swollen. You can see escape is
actually the farthest thing from her mind."
"Arrrghhhh!" Nancy cried again, rolling onto her back and snapping her legs
protectively together once more. The belt sliced across her tits, nearly peeling the flesh
away from her nipples. The girl's muscles tensed and quivered, her back stiffening and
arching as she jerked across the floor, away from the sadistic intern.
"Enough, Brad. I think we've taught our little whore a lesson. She won't be trying to get
away too soon. After all, we don't want to kill her this first time around," Dr. Sweet
said.
Brad sucked in a deep breath, his great shoulders rising and falling as he struggled with
himself. He was really worked up. His fat cock pressed hard against his white trousers.
Nancy looked up in terror and could see the sharp outline of his big prick. Her butt
ached in remembrance of that fat, long dick pushing aside her shitter membranes and
drilling mercilessly in her gut.
"Fuck, she's gonna take care of this now," Brad said in a thick voice, throwing away his
belt and unbuttoning the waistband of his trousers.
Nancy groaned in horror. Was he going to butt fuck her again? For an instant she
glanced at Dr. Sweet and Jack, not expecting any help from those two, but hoping she'd
get a clue as to what their colleague was going to do.
Brad unzipped his trousers, pulling out that familiar long, thick prick of his. Nancy
snapped her head around, her eyes bulging out as she found herself face to face with
that one-eyed monster. It was the closest she'd ever been something like that! The
young brunette could see the dark blue veins knotting around the fat, steely inner core
of his cock. They throbbed mightily, making the big dark-pink rod jerk up and nearly
touch his lower hairy belly. Nancy could smell the sourish odor of Brad's groin. Then
she noticed the darker colored balls hanging loosely in the big sacs dangling just behind
the fat cock. They jiggled and tightened with each passing second! For an instant Nancy
lost her shame and sense of horror, and stared wonderingly at those big balls.
"You wanna take them in your mouth baby?" Brad asked, noticing the girl's fascination.
"Nooooo!" Nancy cried out, suddenly realizing what he wanted her to do. She backed
away, her eyes wide with shame and terror.
"Come on, babe. Most girls like you say they don't like givin' head. But shit, once you
give 'em on a hunk of dick, they won't let go!" Brad said, reaching down and locking
both hands behind the pretty brunette's head.
Nancy found herself struggling with the man, reaching up, trying to knock his fingers
from her skull. But Brad was too strong and too determined to make her do that
horrible thing.
"Touch it, baby. Go on, cop a feel. You haven't got much of a choice. You can do it
now of your own free will, or wind up getting beaten and doing it," Brad said
menacingly.
Nancy sobbed, then fought back the desire to scream. She felt her heart sink as she
stared at that fat, long cock in front of her. Her only hope of getting out of here and
back to the safety of her home was by cooperating with these hideous men.
Reluctantly, she reached up at the big, thick cock, keeping her eyes riveted in
fascination on those highly suspended fat balls. She'd heard from some of her
girlfriends how their dates made them "go down," as they said. But the sensations they
described didn't sound at all exciting and appetizing to the teenaged brunette at the
time. Now she found herself in the same position!
Reluctantly, Nancy reached out and grabbed him, closing her fingers around the thick
tube and squeezing it. Surprisingly, she was enjoying the rubbery hotness of it. It felt
resilient, hot, puffy and wonderful. She played with the steely joint, watching with
surprise how her subtle jacking movements on the loose outer skin made the big man
rock back and forth, quiver and shake as if someone had passed electricity through her
fingers.
"Ahhhhh," Brad groaned as Nancy increased the speed of her jerking. It was as if she
instinctively knew that the faster she moved her fingers across that hot outer cockskin,
the quicker he'd cum.
Again, the girl used her instincts and slid the other hand between Brad's thick-muscled,
hairy legs. The big intern had pushed his white hospital trousers down to his knees,
exposing part of his torso and his entire groin. Nancy moved one hand under his fat
sacs and squeezed his balls, then bounced them on the open palm of her hand. She
could feel her cunt heating up as she watched the leathery, wrinkled sacs jiggle and roll
back and forth, and gradually tighten up against Brad's cock.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," the big intern said as he sucked air noisily through his nostrils.
Brad pushed the girl's head hard against his groin, rubbing her nose and mouth across
his cock hairs.
Nancy wasn't ready for this, and cried out sharply. No, no, he couldn't be thinking of
putting that fat thing in her mouth! He'd break her jaw, choke her with all that
dickmeat. How could she breathe?
The big intern, however, was determined that the girl would suck him off. Nancy
twisted her head free, holding onto Brad's muscular hips while she did as she was told
by him – lick at the thick nest of hair surrounding his fat hard-on. Then she moved
down, slurping one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it between her tongue and the
roof of her mouth. She exerted pressure, just enough to make it intense enough to
make Brad quiver once more. She sucked the nut, squeezing his hairy asscheeks with
pleasure as she ran her hands up and down his thighs.
This was more exciting than she thought it would be! How overpowering to have this
much masculinity so close! It was much more exciting than having it in her ass.
Suddenly, the initial fear and disgust the girl had of taking that thing in her mouth
disappeared in her heat of sexual excitement.
Nancy let the ball she was sucking fall out of her mouth. Twisting her head, she rolled
in the other sac, sucking it juicily as if she were going to eat it.
Brad was moaning, rocking his pelvis back and forth, trying to stick his cock into her
mouth. Nancy could feel the hot, tubular prick brushing against her right cheek.
She was hot again! That animal's licking had only fired her up without really satisfying
the burning desire in her tight cunt. What was she becoming? Only a few days ago, she
was a well-behaved little virgin who wouldn't have even thought of fucking a man
before she was married. And then along came Jack, with all those great wonderful
promises about a lovely affair in the hospital. How romantic it had all seemed, and how
gentle he appeared. Little did the teenager then realize that he would be leading her
into this room of depravity and humiliation!
"Suck that fat cock, baby. Swing on it, give me good head!" Brad groaned, digging his
big fingertips into Nancy's skull.
The young brunette moved her head around and peeled back her thin lips. She tried to
relax her lower jaw as much as possible as she pushed her face forward. Nancy could
feel the wiry cockhairs tickling the insides of her nostrils as she sank lower into the
thick bush of the intern's groin. The girl could feel the silky touch of his flared, hot
dickhead against the front of her lips. She could taste the bleachy, salty flavor of his jizz
leaking freely from his broad piss-slit. It was making her swallow deeply.
Nancy pushed forward farther, opening her mouth into a big O as the head bumped
over her straight front teeth and inched toward the back of her throat. Gradually, the
girl gulped the head, flicking her tongue around the sensitive, grooved underside of the
throbbing dickhead.
"Ohhh, shit, I'll bet this little number's given head before," Brad said in a thick voice.
His colleagues watched him as he twisted and twitched in front of them.
Nancy was driving him wild. Her cheeks puffed out as more and more cock worked its
way into her hot, wet mouth. The girl could feel it pushing back across her teeth, past
her tonsils, going farther and farther until it was actually touching the back of her
throat. Nancy kept swallowing automatically, sucking in more and more pre-cum until
her throat and mouth were coated with the stuff.
"Mmmmmm," the girl hummed happily. She started sucking at the sinking rod. She
gulped and gagged, trying to fit the cock comfortably. The more Brad fed her, the
harder she sucked, reaching up with both hands and gently stroking the still exposed
part of his cock with her fingertips.
How horrible it would be to have all that sticky white jizz spraying down her throat!
But at least he'd be taken care of for a while. She could worry about the others. Nancy
didn't know how much longer she could take that prick down her throat without
throwing up. As wonderful as it felt, the young girl still used every effort to keep from
retching. Besides, something inside her was telling the brunette how perverted and sick
she'd become in willingly accepting this kind of sexual humiliation. Even though she
was on her knees, her fingers stroking the underside of Brad's dick, while her mouth
was being stretched by that rod, something was still rebelling inside the girl, something
decent these men couldn't touch no matter what they did to her.
"Shit, suck it, SUCK IT!" Brad cried, throwing his head and arching his back. He
snapped his hips forward, feeding most of his throbbing cockmeat into the girl's mouth.
Nancy cried out, tears welling up in her eyes and spilling down her cheeks as she felt
the cock slide partially down her throat. A bulge could be seen in the front of her neck.
The girl curled her fingers and scratched her nails desperately down the fronts of Brad's
hairy thighs. She couldn't breathe! His prick had cut off all the air in her windpipe!
But Brad was only a few strokes from shooting. With an animal howl, he pulled his
cock partially out, then rammed it to one side, pushing out the girl's right cheek until
Nancy thought he'd rip the flesh.
Then suddenly, her mouth was filled with something salty and sticky. Brad was
cumming, spraying his load of jizz into her mouth. She could feel the sticky stuff
coating her mouth, her throat, inching down toward her belly. It was the first man
she'd ever done something like that to, and surprisingly, Nancy didn't feel too badly
about it!


Chapter 7

"Our little girl's hot and ready for anything, I imagine," Dr. Sweet said as Brad pulled
his softening cock from between Nancy's lips.
The girl held her belly, turned around and spat out a mixture of jizz and spittle. It was
awful to hear them talking about her like that! She wasn't a common slut! But by the
way they spoke about her, Nancy felt everything she did was filthy. Her life suddenly
became fouled.
"Let's get the dog up on her," Brad said, stuffing his cock back into his pants.
"On your knees and hands," Dr. Sweet said to Nancy coolly, raising his eyebrows and
looking commandingly at Brad. The young intern snapped his fingers, bringing the
Doberman back to life.
The big dog pricked up his pointed ears and stood on his haunches, his body tense,
waiting for the final instruction that would send him leaping onto the helpless girl.
Nancy dropped her hands from her belly and looked up helplessly at the men, then
shifted her eyes and stared at the big dog. This is what they were leading up to! All the
horror beforehand was only a prelude to this horrifying act! She gathered the remnants
of her Candy-striper uniform around her tits and whimpered, her whimpers turning
into hysterical sobs. No, no, this couldn't be happening to her! Tears ran freely down
her flushed cheeks as her face turned a blazing red. Her chest heaved and her shoulders
quivered with horror. No, no, this wouldn't happen. In an instant she'd be awake, safe
and warm in her bed at home.
"I said, on your hands and knees!" Dr. Sweet shouted.
The harsh sound of his voice shook the girl back to reality. With another whimper,
Nancy stifled her sobs, then tucked her legs under her ass, rolling around until she
crouched like a bitch dog in heat, her ass exposed and pointing toward the men and the
dog.
Brad snapped his fingers, then stuck out one finger and pointed at the girl's bare ass.
With a sharp bark, the Doberman responded, trotting forward, his stubby tail wiggling
merrily back and forth. The big animal stopped short of Nancy's ass, his eyes quivering.
The men watched the black nostrils expand and contract as he sniffed the air around
him. He could smell the strong aroma of the girl's cunt juice. Pushing his head forward
while taking one small step toward the girl, the big animal dropped his lower jaw and
pushed out his tongue, lapping at Nancy's inner thighs.
The girl shuddered, closing her eyes and curling her fingers. Her head sagged between
her arms, her hair framing her face. The girl could feel the weight of her tit pulling at
her upper chest. The hard, cold concrete floor scraped her knees painfully as the big
dog started lapping at her pussylips.
This time Nancy couldn't feel any pleasure. This time King wasn't going to stop at
mere licking. The young girl realized he was going to fuck her, drive that rubbery red
boner right into her pussy. Nancy had heard of some Mexican women who did that
sort of thing for money. Dog and pony shows, they called them. Well, now she was
going to star in one of them!
The big Doberman pushed his nose between her labes, burrowing his furry snout down
into her tight little fuckhole. Nancy felt the flesh between her thighs quiver as the
bristly hairs on his nose tickled the slick folds of her pussy. He was twisting his head
around, reaming her out like some kind of drill.
The girl cried out in spite of her determination not to let those horrible men see what
was happening to her. She moved forward, swinging her head from side to side, crying
out that she couldn't go through with it. Nancy opened her eyes and peered between
her fat hanging titties. She saw the animal's long, rubbery prick slipping farther and
farther out of its sheath. She'd seen dogs' cocks before – long, bumpy, red and pointed,
sliding in and out as they prowled the streets around her mother's home looking for
bitches to fuck in the spring. But never, never did the girl ever guess she'd be the victim
of one of those funnel-shaped, red, bony things in the future!
King twisted his head around again, opening his jaws and sinking his teeth gently into
the girl's cuntlips. When Nancy cried out and kicked her right leg back, the dog shook
his head, pulling and twisting her pussy as if it were a piece of meat.
Strange, tingly sensations radiated out from the slightly injured pussylip. In spite of her
resolve not to feel anything, Nancy could sense a growing heat in the pit of her pussy.
She still couldn't imagine her cunt being sliced open by that knobby doggie cock.
The animal was growling deep in his throat, slathering down her pussy with his spittle
and teasing her sensitive cuntflesh by biting it gently. It was arousing the girl! Nancy
felt her throat go dry and her chest tighten once more. Oh, why not enjoy it? What was
the use? What could she do? Why was she even bothering to fight these men and their
trained animal? Her revulsion to the whole scene was probably one of their biggest
turn-ons.
But something inside the girl told her that she had to put up a fight. No, they couldn't
turn her into one of them! She'd never be a willing partner, at least not the way they
were!
"Up boy, up," Brad commanded.
Reluctantly, the Doberman opened his jaw, letting the swollen labe slip from his mouth.
Raising one forepaw, King placed it gently on the girl's buttocks, bracing himself, trying
to decide the best way to mount her. Nancy shivered, feeling his toenails scratch her
white butt flesh gently. She could hear the animal's heavy breathing, his low growling
that seemed to come steadily from his powerful throat.
"Oh no, omigod, no," Nancy moaned in a tiny voice. She could feel herself shrinking,
getting smaller as the big dog pushed his body against hers.
His other foreleg was braced against the rounded tops of her white asscheeks. The
brunette teenager could feel his breath growing hotter against her flesh. Nancy sucked
in a ragged breath and held it, closing her eyelids tightly while fighting back the tears.
Then, with a great forward lurch, King climbed onto Nancy and mounted the
screaming girl like a bitch spaniel.
"Ahhhhh, nooooo!" Nancy felt the animal's furry, great body pressing down on hers.
Her elbows bent slightly from the sudden weight, and her belly sagged. The young
girl's tits jiggled forward, touching the cold concrete floor as she fought to keep from
falling down.
"Girl's best friend," Brad commented wryly, scratching his balls as he watched the big
Doberman flatten his head in the small valley between Nancy's jutting shoulder blades.
The animal's big, pointed ears flattened as he twisted his head to the right and pushed
his head farther forward. Nancy could feel his breath blowing in her ear. His stubby fur
scratched teasingly against her flesh, and his hindquarters danced nervously behind her
bent knees. Up and down her small asscrack, the girl could feel the animal's long, hot,
rubbery boner sliding up and down, slicking the sensitive area of flesh with its pre-cum,
getting ready for a long, hard fuck.
"Please, don't have him do this to me! Please!" Nancy begged in a tight voice. She could
taste the sour flavor of bile rising from her belly. Her head was spinning crazily, and
her heart pounded.
There was a growling, big animal on top of her. She could feel his powerful forelegs as
they wrapped around her belly, his sharp claws digging into skin as he held onto her
and repositioned himself. His hot fur, muscular forelegs, dancing hindquarters and flat,
powerful head nestled against her neck, and made the young girl dizzy with terror. Her
nostrils flared and her eyelids fluttered. Her muscles were tense, quivering, standing out
from her white flesh.
Nancy was staring straight ahead at the gray concrete wall, her body as stiff as if
someone had injected concrete into her veins. Behind her she could feel that fat doggie
cock working its way closer, closer to her sensitive cunt hole. Oh God, when would it
all end? When would they let her go home to crawl into a hole, to stay there the rest of
her life?
"Mmmmmm," the girl moaned. She could feel the pointed red tip of the Doberman's
cock pushing aside the wiry hairs surrounding her snatch.
Nancy shuddered, tilting back her head, lowering her jaw and letting out a long, low
moan of defeat and horror. His dick was sliding across the flesh of her cuntlips now.
Oh God, now he was shifting his position, drawing back, letting his cock slide off and
slip free. It dangled in the air, pointing like a spear at the center of the young teenager's
pussyhole.
Nancy held her breath once more, her face a study of extreme concentration. Her
forehead wrinkled as tiny beads of perspiration gathered there, then trickled down the
side of her face. Strands of her lovely chestnut-colored hair clung to her damp cheeks
and forehead as Nancy waited for the big dog's initial fucking thrust.
It came like a bomb, nearly sending the girl off into a series of hysterical shrieks. His
pointed doggie cock pushed the girl's cuntlips apart, peeling them back, forcing them
open as it started its long, downward descent into her belly. Nancy's eyes bugged out
and her lower jaw dropped even lower. Her head shook violently as a strange, low rattle
came from her dry, strained throat. The three doctors watched as the girl's arms shook
as if she were having a fit.
King, meanwhile, kept his body flat against the teenager's quivering body. His ass was
tilted up slightly, moving slowly back and forth, working his cock deeper and deeper
into Nancy's clenched, tight, wet hole.
"Ahhhhhh!" Nancy cried, closing her eyelids tight and drawing in a deep breath.
It was horrible! She could feel that long, funnel shaped, bumpy thing going inside her,
pushing aside her cuntal membranes, forming them into a small tunnel. The young girl
thought of how her cunt appeared as it was violated in this foul way by that Doberman.
She imagined how the two of them must look – a young, pretty brunette crouched
helplessly on the floor, her brown hair dangling in front of her face, her arms and legs
trembling with fear and revulsion, and a large, black Doberman pinscher draped over
her, his long, red cock slicing into her cunt!
Oh, it must be quite a sight! The three doctors must be enjoying themselves! she
thought.
King whimpered, breathing with a whistling sound through his flared nostrils. His ears
pricked up as he felt half of his cock inside the girl's pussy. Nancy sucked in her lower
lip and bit down so hard that she drew blood once more. He backed up, pulling out his
knobby cock. It was as if someone had pushed a large, knotted handkerchief into her
pussy, and was now pulling it out. The girl cried out, choking on her sobs as King
stopped his withdrawal, then pushed back in.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!"
He repeated his actions, slowly fucking the girl, then drawing his cock out almost to the
pointed tip. He seemed to be trained to do this!
"Yeah, King, give it to her good!" Brad said, imagining the girl's lips were still clinging
around his cock. He watched as the girl was helplessly fucked by the big Doberman.
Nancy heard what the others said too, heard their horrible words describing what she
was going through. It was a big, horrible game to them; degrading her, humiliating her
like this. Would she ever be able to go out with a man after this? Could she ever marry
someone and tell them of what she'd gone through one night at a hospital?
"Ahhhh!"
The animal had worked his cock into her cunt clear to the big knot just in front of his
cockroot. The girl's eyelids flew open again, and her face showed an expression of
painful surprise. No, he couldn't want to work that big thing all of the way inside of
her! It was fatter than even Brad's or Jack's dick! He'd kill her with that thing! They'd
be locked together for life!
The animal seemed to sense the impossibility of planting his fat knob to the hilt into
the girl, and backed out, drawing her outer labes back in a wide pucker. He started
fucking the girl regularly now, his black, narrow haunches humping up and down, back
and forth, his cock sliding in and out of Nancy's cunt. His fucking sounded like a post
going in and out of a pool of sticky mud.
Nancy cried out again and again, her body shaking with the force of the Doberman's
hard fucks. She swung her head from left to right, her body twitching, quivering,
rocking from side to side. She could feel her pussy heating up, not from sexual
excitement, but from the sheer physical friction of a doggie dick rubbing hard and fast
against her cuntal walls. Ohhh, how wonderful that sensation would have been if it
were a male, human dick! But this was the knobby cock of a dog, a large black
Doberman who was growling like a rabid animal!
Nancy could feel his spit leaking from his powerful jaw. Several times he snapped at her
ear in excitement, his dark-brown eyes rolling around. She could feel his forelegs
tightening around her belly, his claws scratching against her white belly flesh and
leaving long, red marks. His stubby tail jerked back and forth as his muscles quivered.
The men could see the dog's ribs heave up and down as he became more and more
excited. They watched as his red, stiff and knobby cock drove in and out, pumping the
girl's pussy wildly as he came closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.
The teenaged brunette let out strangely choked sobs. Her ass bounced and jiggled from
the Doberman's fucking blows. Her head hung down, nearly touching the floor, and
she let out strangled sobs of defeat and humiliation. Her elbows were beginning to
buckle again, and her shoulders quivered.
She couldn't take this much longer! Her cunt was sore. She could feel more bile rising
up from the pit of her belly. The thought of what that big dog was doing to her
sickened the girl terribly! He was fucking her, actually FUCKING her! Never in her
wildest dreams had the girl imagined this could be happening to her! Nancy coughed,
fighting back the desire to retch as she felt King's cock start to enlarge. Oh God, it was
just like the time Jack fucked her! She could sense then that the big intern was about to
cut loose and blow his load of jizz into her hot, quivering cunt. But now it was a dog's
cock buried inside her, worming in and out, slamming into her cunt like a knobby,
hard fist!
"Ohhhhhh, NOOOO!" the girl wailed. She snapped her head up, her eyes bulging out.
Her face was a mask of extreme pain.
The dog drove his cock in for the last time and held it there. His forelegs gripped the
girl hard around the waist as he flattened his head even harder. Nancy could feel his
body shaking as low grunts came from his powerful maw. For an instant – just for an
instant – Nancy felt as if she were being embraced by a lover, someone who actually
cared and understood what was happening between them.
The girl drove that thought out of her mind. No, no; there was a dog behind her,
dumping his load of filthy animal spunk into her cunt! Nancy let out another howl of
horror, then dropped her head once more, letting her long brown hair cover her face to
hide the shame she was feeling.
"Ohhhhh!" the girl sighed, feeling the cock jump around inside her pussy like some
small live animal. She could feel the jism spurting in a steady stream, washing down her
pussy walls like a tiny fire hose.
He didn't cum in steady, hard jets the way a man does. That thought seemed to occupy
Nancy's mind, and helped her through the remainder of the filthy sex act. While she
thought of the difference between King's cumming and Jack's, the animal fished his
cock out of her pussy, back off her ass and finally trotted away.
The young girl remained crouched in front of the staring men. Suddenly, she felt
terribly naked and exposed. Letting out a small cry, Nancy gathered her legs under her,
curling up into a semi-ball, and hid her eyes from them. She could feel the doggie jism
trickling out of her ravaged hole, wetting her thighs and ankles.
God, King had shot one hell of a load in her! Nancy thought about what had just
happened, and shivered. Would she ever be able to deal with something that sick and
savage?
"Not bad, not bad, though I hoped she would've shown a little more enthusiasm," Dr.
Sweet said.
"Give her time. Nancy's the most enthusiastic girl I've fucked around with," Jack said,
smiling strangely at the cringing young woman.
"Please, Jack, no foul language. We're in the presence of a lady," Dr. Sweet said
ironically, smiling down at the dog-ravaged girl.
Nancy felt low, lower than the foulest insect on this planet. They were mocking her
now, enjoying fully her complete degradation, rubbing in the fact they'd forced her to
commit the filthiest sex act known to man.
"Let's wash her down and get her ready for the rest," Brad suggested, getting tired of
the small talk already.
"Very well," Dr. Sweet said, turning around to look at the exercycle Nancy had first
noticed when she stumbled into this room. "Do you have the other girl?"
"Rick Schiller from Five-East is bringing down a lab tech from Chemistry. He's been
fucking her for the past four months," Jack said, moving over to Nancy and sliding one
hand under her arms. "Come on, honey, we're gonna wash out that little cunt of
yours."
Nancy groaned, feeling herself slipping into a fog. She wanted to faint, pass out, forget
the horror these men insisted she live through. Somehow she managed to get the
strength to keep from being dragged across the floor. Stumbling, one leg occasionally
twisting in front of the other, Nancy managed to make it to the strange double
exercycle. Looking down, she saw that there were two seats facing one another, some
four feet apart. She also saw a tubular-looking object with many holes in its metallic
sides, sticking up backwards at a forty-five degree angle from each seat.
It would be almost impossible for her to sit down without jamming that thing up her
cunt. Looking at Jack, she could clearly see that that was exactly what he wanted her to
do.


Chapter 8

"Keep your feet on the pedals, my dear," Dr. Sweet instructed as Jack helped her onto
the exercycle.
Nancy let him reach down and peel back her outer cuntlips. He grunted with disgust as
a stream of doggie jizz oozed from her hole and onto his fingers. The girl smiled, glad
she could inflict even the smallest bit of revenge on her tormentors.
But her triumph was short-lived. She stiffened and let out a cry of both surprise and
discomfort when she felt the cold metallic tube penetrate the warmth and moistness of
her cunt. At that moment, she heard the sounds of someone walking up to the door.
Would it be someone to rescue her from this horror? Oh, she didn't care how they
found her. She'd find a way to justify her present situation. All Nancy wanted was out
of this horrible place, and away from these demented men.
Glancing at the doctors' faces, the young brunette realized it was only Dr. Rick Schiller
and his victim.
When the door opened, the skinny redheaded intern walked in. The brunette saw he
was carrying a very drugged, attractive blonde lab tech that Nancy had seen in the
hospital cafeteria. She'd been the object of a lot of stares from eligible doctors and
residents, but apparently Rick Schiller was the only one she was fucking. What a
tragedy! The girl had had no idea her indiscretions would lead her to this!
"She's out like a light. I slipped her some Seconal before we were going to make it in
one of the rooms. I think we can still get a response outta her, though," Rick said. At
the same time, he was looking at Nancy's young body, admiring the girl as if he were
admiring some animal under the microscope.
"Let's get going, it's getting rather late and we've got to get these girls back, or others
will be suspicious," Dr. Sweet said, glancing down at his wrist watch.
At that, Nancy thought of her mother, sitting at home, knitting, watching television at
this moment and thinking of her daughter and how safe she was at the hospital! Nancy
shuddered and fought back the desire to cry or scream. The long metal stick in her twat
was beginning to heat up, even feel good! It was better to have that inanimate thing
than King's knobby boner reaming out her tight little cunt. She wriggled her small ass
on the seat and felt the hard metal dildo scraping the sides of her pussy. It hurt a little,
but also created a strange kind of heat that warmed that artificial cock comfortably.
Juice flowed from the depths of her cunt, slicking down the artificial prong, making
every movement a rhapsody of soft sucking sounds as the holes adhered to, then
separated from her moist cunt membranes.
Nancy felt a tiny orgasm, as soft as a baby's kiss, ripple through her pussy. The only
outward indication she gave of that spasm was a slight shudder and the raising of one
eyebrow, neither of which any of the men saw and recognized. They were all grouped
around the girl whose name – she learned from the conversation – was Linda.
She watched as they kept an eye on her, then quickly stripped the blonde of all her
clothing. They were careful not to rip or wrinkle the dress, slip, bra, and light-blue
panties. Peeling off her long, sheer nylons and black garter belt, the men smoothed
their hands over her cool flesh. She was well-built, some five years older than Nancy.
Her body was firm and resilient, without any marks or blemishes. Her tits, slightly
smaller than the teenager's, were nonetheless firm and high-riding. Her nipples were
flattened down now, although Nancy could imagine how stiff and hard they could
become when the girl's cunt was aroused.
Just sitting there, with that metal cock up her cunt, made the young brunette horny as
she watched the men strip Linda, then feel her body.
What was happening to her? Could she actually be getting turned on to another
woman? No, impossible! Of the many things she'd done, fucking around with another
woman was out of the question! She might be called a lot of things, but a dyke? Never!
When the four doctors tired of feeling the unconscious young blonde technician, they
dragged her across the floor, her legs trailing behind her. She was beginning to snap
out of the drug-fog they'd induced. As Jack slid Linda's long, beautifully tapered legs
over the framework of the exercycle and inserted the other metal cock up her cunt, the
young blonde technician let out a moan. Nancy watched as her long-lashed eyelids
quivered, then slowly rose.
"Wh-what?" the girl stammered, looking blankly around her. She seemed to realize
something was wrong, terribly wrong. She stiffened, snapping completely into
consciousness.
"You remember Dr. Sweet, and certainly Dr Schiller?" Jack said mockingly, nodding
toward his two associates.
Linda shook her head nervously, then realized she was naked. At the same time, she
snapped her head down and saw the metal cock jammed up her cunt, its silvery base
partially obscured by the blonde thicket of cunt curls growing around it.
"NOOOO!" Linda cried, jerking her legs and twisting around in the seat. She'd nearly
pulled off from the big metal cock when Jack clenched his teeth together and raised one
hand over his head. Nancy closed her eyes and looked away, knowing full well what
was going to happen.
"Yyahhhh!" Linda cried, the big hand landing hard on her right cheek. Her body
snapped to one side, nearly careening off the exercycle seat. Jack caught the girl,
shaking her violently as he screamed at her so loudly that particles of spit landed on the
girl's face.
"I don't want to work you over like I did Nancy. But we haven't got much time, and
I'm going to give you the benefit of some maturity and intelligence, and level with you.
We're here to have a little fun and to do some study. You and that young cunt over
there are the experiment. You do as you're told, and nothing's gonna happen to you.
Disobey us, and..."
Jack glanced at the Doberman, who by now was curled up in a corner. He sensed
someone was talking about him and pricked up his ears. Linda's eyes widened and she
snapped her head around, staring wide-eyed at Nancy.
"It's true. They'll make you do it with... HIM!" the girl stammered, closing her eyes and
fighting back tears of shame. For the first time, she felt the judgment of another person
concerning her debasement.
"Oh, no, Rick, why?" the pretty blonde asked, her face flushed with tears. The others
said nothing while the big redhead just shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's get on with it," Jack said, reaching down and forcing Nancy's feet on the pedals.
Rick did the same with the moaning blonde. Both women looked questioningly at one
another, unsure what this new torture device would bring them.
"If you'll notice the tubes, ladies," Dr. Sweet said, sweeping his hands to one side of the
dual exercycle.
Nancy and Linda glanced down and saw two sets of plastic tubes running from the two
metal dildos now jammed in their cunts, to two pairs of spigots attached to the far wall.
"This used to be an emergency operating room, years back when they were still
building. Some of the fixtures remain operable, such as the water spigots.
Unfortunately, the pressure's somewhat low. So thus, even if I turn the water spigot on,
pressure, such as that from the pedals, must be applied to draw water."
With that, Brad slapped Nancy's right thigh, making the girl push down and give the
pedal half a turn.
"Ohhh!" Nancy cried, her eyes lighting up and bugging out as her back stiffened. The
brunette looked wonderingly at the blonde technician. Only after lowering her eyes did
she realize what had happened. Her pedaling would bring water from the tubes to shoot
it through the holes in the metal dildo. The faster she pedaled, the more water shot
through and into her cunt.
"And now, Linda," Rick said, smacking the blonde lightly across the back.
The technician gave her pedals a full turn, sending a hard spurt of water through the
hundreds of tiny holes, spraying water hard against Nancy's slick cunt membranes.
The brunette stiffened, her fingers curling tightly around the handlebars as she pointed
her chin upward and shuddered in her seat. Oh, it tickled and felt so good after all that
fucking! But one look at the terrified blonde told Nancy the girl was praying she
wouldn't cooperate. They hadn't had a chance to work on her, to soften her up, make
her so confused and humiliated that everything they told her to do, she would without
question. No, she'd be defiant too!
"Very well, girls, begin. Give one another the maximum amount of pleasure.
Remember, the faster you go, the more intense your partner's pleasure will be," Jim
Sweet said.
"No, I won't. You'll have to find someone else," Nancy said defiantly, pulling her tight
ass back from the dildo and starting to get off the exercycle.
Brad moved quickly, curling his fingers into a tight fist and sinking it hard into Nancy's
belly. Linda screamed, throwing her hands over her face. Nancy's body snapped to the
right from the force of the savage blow. The girl's eyes bugged out as her mouth fell
open in surprise. A sharp jolt of pain radiated from the place of the blow, up to her
jiggling tits. The air blew out of her while her thoughts spun.
The blow tightened the girl's muscles. Her legs shot down, forcing the pedals halfway
around. Brad threw another punch, lighter than the first. The pedals came full circle.
Nancy coughed, throwing her head from side to side, fighting for her breath.
Glancing through the curtain of her thick brown hair, she could see a look of surprise
on Linda's face. Between her cuntlips were little beads of water. The three men were
gathering around the two young women, pointing to the droplets and smiling. Nancy
felt as if she were the star attraction in a freak show.
"And now for you, Linda. Don't make me use the same kind of persuasion I had to use
on your friend," Brad said.
The blonde shrank from the big intern, bit her lower lip, then looked defeatedly at the
tortured young brunette. Reluctantly, the young blonde technician moved her feet,
pedaling the wheel around. Nancy felt the rush of water inside her pussy once more.
Suddenly, the short, sharp spray of water stopped immediately when Linda's feet did.
Then more jets of water splashed for a second against her cunt membranes, stretching
them apart, washing out the doggie jizz that still clung in gobs to the folds and hollows
of her snatch. There were more tingling spurts of water, cleaning her out like a high
powered fire hose.
Nancy was surprised that this was a pleasant feeling. In spite of the position she and
the girl were in – completely at the mercy of those sick doctors – she was thoroughly
enjoying this "cleaning up" period. The rush of water splashed ticklingly against her
stiffening clit at times. She could feel it slowly rising from her fleshy membranes,
pushing up as more and more water spurted into her cunt.
The two women looked into one another's eyes. There could be no doubt about it. In
spite of their protests and screams, they enjoyed this kind of painful humiliation. Nancy
knew she saw a reflection of herself in Linda's red face and twisting body, as more and
more water bloated out the blonde's pussy. Nancy realized she looked just as excited,
just as tortured and humiliated. The men were getting their rocks off watching this
scene – two young girls, pretty, full-figured, forced to sit face to face and work a device
that might tear the two of them to pieces.
Nancy stiffened in her seat. The water was getting warmer. What were they doing? She
twisted her head around and saw Dr. Sweet turning the spigots. He was turning off the
cold water and adding more hot. He was going to boil their cunts!
"Stop, stop!" Nancy cried, snapping her head around and shouting at Linda.
But the blonde was already too caught up in a world of kinky sexuality to hear. Nancy
watched as the blonde sagged forward, snapping to just before pitching over the
handlebars. Her eyes were glazed over and rolling. Her mouth hung open, drool oozing
from the corners and down her chin and throat. Her head nodded from side to side and
back to front as the tendons, which connected her legs to her torso, bulged. She was
pedaling faster, her feet whipping around the wheel while her ass bounced up and
down the brown plastic bicycle seat. Water spurted like a fountain from the girl's
fluttering cuntlips. Nancy could see that the girl's labes were red and bloated with
excitement. Her cunthairs were plastered down with water. No, there was no way she
could stop what was happening.
Instead, Nancy gave in to the incredible pleasure building in her cunt. Her heart began
to race faster and faster, her feet moved quickly in tiny circles, pushing more water into
her friend's bloated pussy. Nancy could feel her clit growing rock-hard as the water
filled up her snatch, then spurted out onto the floor. Glancing down, she could see the
streams of water running all over the room, finally collecting in a tiny pool near a
sunken drain by the door and gurgling down to the hospital sewer system.
The twitching in her clit grew worse and worse. Nancy snapped her body from side to
side, gripping the handlebars tightly to keep from falling off the strange machine as she
pedaled like mad. Her tits were swollen, bouncing like two fleshy pendulums from side
to side. The girl's nipples had turned a dark red, and stood out like two tiny flagpoles,
at least a half-inch long. Nancy ground her teeth together, closing her eyelids tightly
and sucking in air through her flared nostrils. Oh God, how good, how wonderful, how
exciting that tingling hot water felt rushing in and out of her violated pussy!
Nancy opened her eyes and looked at Linda. Was she pedaling too fast? She could see a
startled look on the blonde. Linda was shaking, quivering, her legs moving up and
down and her feet around and around, and her ass danced across the tiny bicycle seat.
"She's cumming," Jack observed calmly, pointing at Linda.
"Ahhhhh!" the blonde tech cried, the cords in her neck standing out as she closed her
eyes and snapped her body from side to side. She kept moving her feet around the
wheel as the orgasmic spasms ripped through her washed-out cunt. Nancy stared,
watching the girl twisting and writhing as she still filled her cunt with hot water.
"Pretty soon the brunette will cum," Dr. Sweet said, scratching his chin and smiling
cruelly at Nancy.
Nancy could feel a strange tightening in her pussy, making her asshole twitch and
tighten. Her clit was tingling, and it nearly ached like a raw wound. Water sprayed out
of her twat as if it were a lawn sprinkler. Already Nancy was lost in the pleasure of that
wonderful water tickler. And as for Linda, the blonde technician was bucking and
yelping, her body jerking like a crazed puppet.
Nancy's sexual excitement grew. She pumped faster and faster, even though she knew
Linda was done cumming. She could hear her blonde friend begging her to stop. The
water was getting hot, hotter, hotter, torturing her sensitive cunt.
"Please stop, stop! You're going to boil my cunt! Ohhhhhhhh!" Linda cried, her head
sagging between her shaking shoulders as her feet moved around and around that
wheel.
"Can't help it, can't..." Nancy couldn't talk any more. She could make only half-animal
sounds as she felt herself soaring above the room. She could hear the whirring of the
bicycle wheel, the splashing of the water hitting her pussy membranes, then spraying
out and down to the floor. Vaguely, she could hear Linda moaning and pleading with
her to stop. But Nancy could only go on as before. She gave a final push of her legs,
whipping them around in the tiny circles as that crushing ache in her clit shaft finally
exploded into a volley of wonderful orgasmic spasms.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the girl cried, throwing her body forward. She bounced up and down on
the seat, rubbing the spurting metal dildo hard against her clit shaft. Those rough holes
felt good scratching that wonderful itch raking across her clitty! Reality exploded into a
million pieces. All the brunette teenager could think of was the stimulation she received
against her clitty, while her pussy clenched the strange metal cock and milked it for all
it was worth. It was caressing that inanimate object as if it were a male dick spurting
cum into her hairy hole. Nancy twisted around and around, working her slick cuntal
membranes around that dildo until the final throes of her orgasm died down to
nothing.
"Oh, oh, oh," Nancy moaned, feeling herself completely drained of energy. Her legs fell
off the pedals and she sagged forward onto the handlebars, exhausted and spent.
"That should do for now," Dr. Sweet said, glancing at his wrist watch and raising his
eyebrows. "We're going to be late for the seminar tonight. Get the girls dressed and out
of here. And remember, make sure they don't talk to anyone."
"It's not that we don't trust you," Jack said, helping Nancy off the exercycle.
The girl was like a limp rag. It was difficult for her to focus in on what the handsome
young intern was saying.
"But we're going to make sure you don't get any funny ideas about turning us in," he
continued.
With that, the young man laid Nancy on the floor, spreading her legs apart while Brad
pulled Linda from the exercycle and laid her on top of the brunette in the sixty-nine
position. Before the women could complain or roll away from one another, Jack had
pulled a camera from one of the metal cabinets in the room, and had taken several
pictures of the two women together.
"Oh, what did you do?" Nancy cried, holding her hands to her face in horror and
looking up wide-eyed at the smirking intern.
"Insurance," he said, looking at the first of the three instant photos. After showing it to
Brad, he flashed it at the two girls, both of whom cried out in horrified embarrassment.
"These'll get around if you try anything."
Nancy shook her head violently back and forth, slowly getting to her feet and
wondering how she was going to go home in what was left of her uniform.


Chapter 9

Somehow, Nancy managed to make it home. The doctors had found her another
uniform. Though it fit badly, it was good enough not to attract attention either from the
hospital staff or from her sleepy mother. She bid her mom good night, then flicked off
the television and went to bed.
Once in bed, the girl thought about what had happened to her – the butt fucking,
getting licked by the dog, a blowjob, then getting fucked by the same animal, only to
get her cunt washed out by some strange water-torture device. It was as if she'd lived
through some obscene Gothic novel. How could something like that happen in a
twentieth-century hospital?
But the aching in her cunt told her. Oh God, how it hurt! How the bruises on her
creamy flesh ached, and how stretched her asshole felt! Suddenly, all the horror and
shame the young teenager had been pushing down rose to the surface. With a cry of
horror and rage, Nancy stuffed one corner of her pillow in her mouth and cried herself
to sleep.
For the next three days, Nancy lay in bed, pretending that she had a cold, and refusing
to see a doctor. As she was a spoiled child, her mother did little to countermand her
wishes. Left alone, she thought of that night with those four horrible men and the
young blonde technician. How was that girl... Linda, she thought her name was – how
was she doing? Was she having the same kind of thoughts? Was she as humiliated,
degraded, ashamed as she was?
Nancy hid under the covers several times when she managed to get a clear picture in
her mind as to what had happened. She saw herself spread-legged on the floor, that big
black Doberman towering over her, his tongue wet with spittle and her cunny juice.
Even when she clapped her hands over her ears, she could hear the slick, clicking
sounds of his tongue slathering down her pussy.
And how HOT she'd felt during the whole act! If only she'd fought him off, or at least
felt nothing but horror. But Nancy couldn't deny the fact that she was terribly excited
by the act. No, no, she can't think of that! No, she'd somehow pick her life up and go
on.
On the fourth day, Nancy decided to quit the hospital. She couldn't go on working in a
place that had such horrible memories. Pretending to feel much better, Nancy dressed
quickly that afternoon, carefully wrapping her uniform in a brown sack, and left for the
hospital.
On the way, she had visions of Jack sliding over her body, working his cock into her
cunny. She felt her pussy twitch in memory of his fat cock worming its way into her
pussy. Oh, how it hurt when he broke through her cherry. And yet how gentle and
kind he was, rubbing that delicious cream all over her injured pussy membranes, until
she'd gotten so hot her cunt melted all that cream.
But then she thought of the part he'd played in her later humiliation. No, all that
gentleness and kindness was only an act to catch her off her guard. She'd seen the true
man that evening.
Walking into the rear entrance of the modern five-story hospital wing, Nancy started
toward the older section of the hospital where the volunteer office was. Halfway down
the corridor, she heard Dr. Sweet's voice around the corner. She could feel her scalp
crawl with terror. No, she couldn't meet this man here! He'd see she was quitting, and
then what?
Glancing to the right, she saw a half-opened door. It didn't matter who was in the
office. She'd make her excuses and leave. By that time Dr. Sweet would be past the
door.
"Excuse me, I..." Nancy's eyes widened when she saw Jack and Brad sitting casually in
the first row of what appeared to be a classroom. She stood open-mouthed by the door,
her eyes wide with horror and surprise as she clutched her wrapped uniform tightly to
her waist. The girl's frozen surprise was broken by the feeling of the door as it hit her
back. Stumbling forward, Nancy turned around and saw Dr. Sweet entering the room.
"Well, this makes for a pleasant afternoon! We were just talking about you and your
blonde friend," he said.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Nancy said in a tiny voice, moving back from the men.
But Dr. Sweet locked the door, leaning against it and folding his arms tightly across his
chest.
"Please, let me go. You had your fun," the girl pleaded. She almost felt like falling to
her knees. No, they couldn't be thinking about dragging her back down there, down to
that horrible room!
"We don't give up easily, Nancy. When we find someone like you, someone who enjoys
this kind of pleasure as much as we do, well..."
"No, I don't. I hate it, hate it!" the brunette cried, her voice rising and her fingers
clenching into two tight fists. She felt as if she could battle all of them. Dropping her
small brown package, the girl wheeled around and started running for the door. When
Dr. Sweet grabbed her tightly around the waist, Nancy jabbed back with her elbows,
knocking him hard in the belly.
"OOOOOOFFF!" the older doctor cried out, staggering back with a startled expression
as he grabbed his belly. "Get her," he said in a strained voice.
Nancy felt a set of muscular arms wrap around her. She was screaming, twisting,
kicking and scratching. But whether it was Jack or Brad, or both, nothing she could do
would knock away that grip.
The girl heard fumbling behind her, then shouts of "the mask, mask!" In a second she
felt something covering her nose and mouth.
Ether! They were going to knock her out, then drag her back downstairs. Of that, she
was sure. No, no, this couldn't be happening! She struggled, using her last ounce of
strength to battle those cruel men.
But the anesthetic won out in the end. Quickly, the teenager felt her brain growing
fuzzy. The room spun around and around as a buzzing sound filled her ears. She was
sinking into a black, spinning pit. She wanted to sleep, sleep, never to be awakened
again. With that, the world went black.

* * *

When Nancy woke, she found herself back in that horrible small, concrete-walled room.
All her clothing had once more been stripped from her.
"Ohhh," the brunette teenager moaned, rolling her head to one side wrinkling her
forehead. Her head throbbed. It was as if someone had slugged her hard across the back
of her skull. Opening her eyes, Nancy saw Brad and Jack standing some three feet away
from her. It was only then she realized she was hanging, HANGING from the rings
she'd seen embedded in the wall. She could feel the cold concrete surface of the wall
behind her.
Oh no, no, what did this mean? The girl closed her eyes and forced herself to be calm.
Getting excited wasn't going to help matters any. In fact, that's exactly what those
horrible men wanted, they wanted to see her twisting, screaming, begging them for a
mercy none of them would show. No, Nancy bit down on her lower lip and resolved
not to show them any kind of emotion. She breathed slow and easy, hiding the
fluttering in her belly.
Then the girl heard heavy breathing to one side of her. She sneaked her eyelids open
and saw Dr. Sweet to one side of her. He appeared older than she first thought. From
the look on his face and on the other's, Nancy guessed it was now his turn for
amusement.
"Yesss, she's going to do just fine. She's much better than that blonde little snip Rick
brought me. Oh, she was fine with this one, but just couldn't hold up under more
intense pleasures."
Nancy shuddered, just guessing what those "intense pleasures" were. The young
brunette put every effort into being relaxed and limp. She could hear the doctor walking
around her. His voice came from one side, then the other. Next, she felt hands pulling
at her waist. They felt fat and clammy. Nancy cringed at that horrible touch, but Sweet
didn't seem to notice. She let him put his hands together and rub them up and down
her flat belly, letting him fondle her tit, kneading the soft, white, resilient flesh.
Those shackles were beginning to cut into her soft wrists! She could feel a dull,
throbbing ache getting worse in her shoulders. Her sockets were popping with the
weight of her body. When would this all end?
"OHHFFFF!" the girl suddenly cried.
Dr. Sweet had swung his doubled fist into her lower belly with all his strength. Nancy
doubled up, her knees jerking up to the base of her jiggling titties. The blow went past
the soft muscles of her stomach, bruising the soft, white flesh. Nancy gagged, the dull
pain wrenching her guts inside out. Her eyelids fluttered open while her lower jaw
slackened down.
"I think I'm ready for the crop."
Nancy looked in disbelief at the still-smiling doctor. The belt was one thing. When
Brad used it on her, she felt as if someone had driven knives into her soft flesh. But
now this maniac was going to go crazy, whipping her with a leather riding crop!
Nancy watched in terror as Jack walked quickly to one of the cabinets in the room,
opened the door and pulled out one of a wide collection of black leather crops. Giving
it to Dr. Sweet, the young intern stepped back and stood next to his buddy, tilting his
head to one side and watching the girl's reactions closely.
Nancy's resolve not to show emotion melted quickly when she saw Sweet holding the
instrument of torture in his right hand. He had the thong looped around his thumb
and across the back of his right hand. Tapping the limber, leather-covered rod in his
other palm, the older doctor smiled coldly and walked closer to Nancy.
The brunette shook her head violently from side to side, her long brown hair whipping
across her face. She could already imagine the stinging blows of the crop on her silky
skin. The blows of Brad's belt had tortured her when he beat her days ago. And now,
when her only crime was to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, Nancy was going
to meet the full fury of Dr. Sweet.
"I love doing this to young girls like you," Jim started.
"Why, why?" Nancy pleaded, her eyes riveted on the leather weapon.
"No reason other than it feels good. I and my friends here live for pleasure alone – this
kind. Oh, we're doctors, and good ones when we have to be. But I've been using
hospitals like this one for years, getting my victims like you from various services. Most
girls, I found, are finally willing subjects. I sensed that in you before. Let's see if I was
correct."
With that, the doctor lashed the end of the riding crop across Nancy's flat belly. Before
the girl could register a reaction, he changed directions and crashed the crop across her
right cheekbone.
The force of the blow made her head snap to the side. Nancy choked down a stifled
scream. She could taste blood oozing into one corner of her mouth. Oh God, scarred
for life by this fiend!
"Oh, you, you..." the girl couldn't finish the sentence. All the foul words she could
think of didn't fit these men. She wished she knew more obscene words. The foulest of
them ran so short of what she wanted to call them!
There was another, then another slashing blow across her lower belly. She screamed,
drawing her legs up toward her belly. The pain seemed to go on and on, throbbing like
a raw gash. Nancy ground her teeth together, screwing her face into a mask showing a
twisted hurt. Slowly, the girl gained control of her voice and feelings.
"Enjoying this? Most girls, by now, stop asking to be let loose. They're beginning to feel
something strange, something hot and tight happening inside their cunts. You feel
something happening inside your cunt?"
Nancy COULD feel something happening inside her. She'd sensed this the night Jack
fucked her for the first time – the desire to be overpowered by a man, driven into the
dirt by his big, powerful body and cock. But nothing, nothing like this had ever
happened to her.
Tied helplessly to those rings high above her head in the wall, dangling like a rag doll
with her toes three inches from the cold concrete floor, Nancy was starting to feel her
pussy knot up in cramps of sexual excitement. There were no cocks or mouths touching
her tits or pussy. There was only Dr. Sweet, standing menacingly in front of her with
his riding crop, tapping it once more in the palm of his left hand as he stared strangely
into her eyes. Yes, he could see it! He could see that glazed, hot expression in her eyes,
betraying the feeling she had in her pussy. He knew now that she was one of them, a
willing victim for anything they planned!
Jim Sweet smiled with satisfaction, rocking back and forth on his heels while breathing
a sigh of relief.
"Yes, gentlemen, we have a more than willing victim with us now."
With that, he swung his hand down again, lashing the crop once more across the girl's
tits. Nancy's eyes bugged out. Her body lurched forward, then snapping back, it banged
hard against the smooth hard wall behind her. She tensed her muscles, pulling her body
up with her arms while protectively crossing one leg over the other. He was going to
work on her cunt with that horrible instrument. Nancy was sure of that. No, he'd kill
her if he did that, ruin her for life. No, she had to protect it the best way she could.
Guessing her intentions, Dr. Sweet licked his lips with excitement. The twisting,
tortured body in front of him aroused the perverted doctor even more. He walked
closer toward Nancy. Dropping the crop to the floor, he reached forward with his right
hand and grabbed at the girl's cunt. He twisted the hairs on her outer labes, pulling
them out by the fistful.
Nancy screamed, tilting her head back and closing her eyes as tears of pain streaked
down her flushed face. Her legs snapped together, then jerked apart as her ribcage
heaved up and down mightily. The cords stood out on her neck, and tendons bulged
from her legs. Oh, the pain was terrible. He was twisting his fingers around in her
pussy, sending sensations that blasted through the young girl like a knife. But nothing
could stop her pussy from letting out a gush of oily juice, slicking down the doctor's
rough, probing fingers.
"You horrible, horrible bastard!" Nancy cried out as the big doctor took one cuntlip
between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it around. The girl twisted her body to
one side, leaning to the right and sobbing hysterically as she sucked in lungfuls of air.
Oh how that hurt! It was as if he were going to tear her apart with his hands, leaving
her a mere bleeding hunk of meat on the wall to be discovered years from now.
"Yes, yes," Sweet said, dropping his juice-sliced hand from the girl's oozing cunt and
picking up his crop from the floor once more. The crop slashed across her face, her lips,
and the tops of her jiggling tits. The room echoed with the sounds of leather cutting
across the girl's flesh, and the sounds of her screams.
Nancy struggled, dragging herself higher on the wall, only to sag back in her bonds.
The edges of the stainless steel cuffs sliced skin in small chunks from her wrists. Nancy
felt her hands going numb as the nerves bruised. She screamed at the doctors, dragging
out curses she couldn't remember having heard. The power of her cries rang off the
walls, almost drowning out the doctor's name-calling and heavy breathing.
As the girl rose up along the wall, the powerful strokes of the crop crossed her nipples,
making the sensitive red tips burn as if he'd dropped sulfuric acid onto them. When her
legs struggled to cross one another to protect her pussy, Dr. Sweet reached out with his
free hand and grabbed her cunt, twisting the labes painfully, cutting his jagged
fingernails into the girl's sensitive cuntflesh until she gave up and relaxed.
The doctor lashed and beat her, grabbing more of her cunt. Nancy dug her feet against
the wall and tried climbing it once more. Anywhere would be better than hanging there
helplessly, exposed to this sick man's beating crop! "It's much work," Dr. Sweet said,
wiping the sweat off his forehead, then dropping to his knees and pushing forward. To
her horror, the girl suddenly found the doctor's face buried in her cunt.
"Ohhhh, NO!" the young teenager cried. She could feel his teeth savaging her pussy.
He, even more than the Doberman, would tear apart her cunt just for sport, and yet
even with that thought burning in her brain, the girl felt a flood of cunt juice running
like a river of molten lava in her pussy. There was a hot, perverted fire exploding
between her jerking legs. She could feel that tongue wriggling up higher and higher,
worming up her snatch like a snake in search of its nest!
Pushing her legs together, Nancy could feel the doctor's unshaved cheeks touching her
inner thighs. That wonderful, scratchy feeling made her pussy tighten up more, and
juice more too. The young girl felt herself heating up like a furnace, knowing full well
the man eating out her cunt was the same man who's beaten her savagely. That
knowledge made her hotter, more willing to be a victim to him.
"Yes, she's ready. Cut her down," Dr. Sweet said, pulling his face from Nancy's snatch.
"Ohhhh," the girl moaned, closing her eyes as she felt the ropes holding the cuffs jiggle.
The two interns were releasing the pulley assembly high above, lowering her to the
floor. Nancy could finally feel the cold concrete touch her toes. With a sigh of relief, she
felt her arms fall farther and farther until they were finally at her side. Brad moved
around and unfastened the hooks attaching the ropes to her cuffs.
"Fasten the cuffs behind her back," Dr. Sweet ordered, unzipping his trousers.
Nancy struggled weakly, but the fight had long since gone out of her. Brad pushed the
young girl forward, her body bending over at the waist and her brown hair covering her
face. He jerked her arms behind, fastening the cuffs together, then straightening her
once more. When Nancy looked at the older doctor once again, she saw that he'd
dropped his pants. A thick prick jutted toward her like a sword. The hair around his
cock was grizzled, shot through with gray. His fat balls clung tightly to the underside of
his rod. He pulled off his white hospital jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt, exposing a
hairy chest.
The girl's heart pounded wildly. At first she thought she was home free. But Dr. Sweet
and his perverted gang appeared to have something else in store for her.
When Nancy saw him pick up the riding crop once more, the girl shrank back,
knowing only that that horrible instrument would be destroying her body even more.


Chapter 10

Nancy slammed against the floor, striking the cold concrete with her ribs and hip
bones. She rolled slightly to the right like a little ball, emitting a started, painful cry of
terror. Her head spun around and around when her chin struck the hard surface. The
young brunette wasn't sure if the fall had broken her nose. Dr. Sweet and Brad had
pushed her roughly forward, laughing at her. Then Jack had stretched out one leg in
front of her. With her hands tied behind her back, the girl couldn't balance herself well.
With a cry of horror, Nancy found herself pitching forward, losing her balance and
falling head forward onto the floor.
"Have a nice trip?" Dr. Sweet asked, laughing at the poor joke. Then he resumed his
beating of the helpless bound girl. The doctor lashed the crop over and over against the
soles of her feet, sending incredible pain up her twisted legs.
Nancy kicked out, trying to evade the whistling crop. Her long hair was plastered to her
wet forehead as she wailed, her head arched back and her mouth open.
But the doctor was enjoying her cries of pain, and had no intention of stopping. The
sensitive flesh of her feet felt as if it were bleeding. The girl beat her face against the
cold concrete floor, praying she would die, or at least pass out from this horrible agony.
But consciousness stayed with her. Dr. Sweet flogged the backs of her knees, moving up
to her thighs, then finally beat at her buttocks. Nancy heard his breath whistling,
almost masking the laughing that followed every stroke.
The girl's ass was on fire. Nancy thought she could feel her flesh splitting. Her buttocks
heated, turning to a scarlet color. And yet the pain and the heat were actually making
her cunt wet. Juice ran from her pussy to her thighs, mixing together with the sweat,
and leaking to the concrete. As Nancy wriggled across the floor, squealing with every
new slicing blow, she could feel the flesh of her thighs sliding across the pussy-juice
slicked floor.
Dr. Sweet concentrated on her ass, making those plump, white mounds look like the
surface of a road map. The whip stripes across them, and her lower back, hurt terribly.
With a slashing stroke, the doctor whipped the end of the crop down on her asscrack.
Nancy sprung to life, twisting her body completely around until she was half-sitting on
the floor. Her face was red with rage and lust.
"You, you HORRIBLE men!" Nancy cried, still feeling the hot sting of the asshole
blow. "How can you do something like this? I'll get you for this, I promise!"
Dr. Sweet and the others laughed. The older man rubbed his cock, his smile fading.
With a shout, he jumped onto her as if he were diving into a pool. Nancy tried to roll
away, but her reactions had been slowed by the savage beating. She felt Sweet land on
top of her, nearly crushing her ribs with his weight. He was crawling onto her, pawing
her tits, belly, pussy and thighs until she could almost retch with disgust and pain. The
welts ached with his rough touch. The way he grabbed the bones of her hips, rolling
her legs up, squiggling into position, told the brunette he was going to give her a good,
hard, fast fuck.
"Now I'll discover just how pleasant you are," he gasped, reaching down and grabbing
his cock.
In another instant, Nancy felt the older man shoving in his fat cock, splitting her wide
open with his prong. At the same time, he reached behind and unfastened the hook
holding her cuffs together, keeping her hands from clawing him by wrapping his big
fingers around her wrists.
"AHHHHH!" Nancy cried. She had mixed feelings. To be fucked by anyone was
painful. The bruises and welts on her flesh throbbed and ached every time Dr. Sweet
moved on top of her, and to have that hideous, overweight man screwing the shit out of
her pussy, made her sick.
But then, there was that fire in her cunt that had flared up with his beating. She had
wished anything could take care of it, and now something was. He was hammering his
cock fast and furiously into her, grabbing her shoulders, knocking her head against the
floor until the brunette thought she'd pass out from the blows. He was going crazy, his
eyes bugging out from his head while his nostrils flared. He was actually wheezing for
breath, his legs crawling over hers, his fingers curling up and digging into her back
while his fat thighs pumped and pounded against Nancy's thighs.
She could feel his cock wiggling, ballooning out, threatening to cut loose at any second.
No, no, it couldn't be! She wasn't ready! Nancy could feel her pussy just warming up,
its folds and hollows just getting slicked down for a long fuck.
"Uhhhhhh!" Dr. Sweet cried, snapping his head up. He rolled his hips over hers,
shifting his thighs back and forth, reaming out her cunt with his spraying cock.
Nancy could feel something wet shooting in her. He was cumming, blowing his
disgusting load of jism into her hole. It was horrible, awful to be fucked and to be
fucked by an animal like that! But if it was going to happen, why couldn't it be much
nicer?
"There, there," Dr. Sweet said, smiling and wiping his forehead with the back of one
hand while quickly drawing his cock out of her pussy. Nancy thought that though he
might be master of this group, he sure didn't know much about satisfying a young girl's
cunt. Brad and Jack had surpassed him there, although obviously his pleasures lay in
other areas.
"I don't think I want to fuck around with her now," Jack said as Dr. Sweet dressed.
"She's pretty well worked over."
Nancy felt hideous. She must look like a monster laying there, with welts and bruises
covering her flesh. The young brunette thought about her former beauty and wanted to
wail in horror. How long would it be before she was back to her normal self? Would
she EVER be normal again after this?
"She's hot, man. I mean, take a look at that cunt! Shit, she's hot enough to broil a steak
on," Brad said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, we have our friend near the supply cage, don't we?" Dr. Sweet said, nodding his
head up and down as a signal for Brad to get the dog.
Nancy realized what they were going to do and rolled onto her knees, holding her
hands together prayer-fashion.
"Please, please, I'll do anything you want me to do. I'll suck your cocks, you can fuck
me anywhere. Please, please, but don't make me go with that animal again. Please,
please," the girl begged, tears in her eyes.
Nancy was more terrified of the good feeling she had felt when the animal fucked and
licked her off, more than anything the men could do to her. She couldn't face herself
again if those same feelings rose in her. No, no, it would be better to put up with
anything the doctor and his cronies dealt to her, rather than fool around with that black
Doberman again. But the men ignored her. Brad disappeared for an instant while the
two men stood in front of the door. Nancy dropped her hands in her lap, lowering her
head and feeling as low as she possibly could. They were going to make her do it, and
they would watch her. They would watch the way she turned on to the big dog, then
finally beg for a harder, faster fuck.
"Here he is," Brad said, returning and pushing the growling Doberman inside.
King pranced around the three men, apparently ignoring the young brunette, who was
only ten feet away.
But that ignorance was short-lived. In a few seconds, the big dog spotted the girl and
stopped, his body quivering with excitement as he recognized her.
"That's Nancy," Dr. Sweet said, reaching down and petting the animal behind the ears.
The brunette's eyes widened as she pushed herself back on the floor, leaving a trail of
greasy cunt juice under her sliding ass.
The Doberman's jaws leaked a stringy spittle. He moved forward quickly, standing next
to the terrified Nancy. At her side, the big tongue caressed her chin and mouth.
Then the dog was pulled back by Dr. Sweet.
Brad laughed. "The dog remembers and likes you," he said.
Brad moved next to the doctor, squatting down on the other side of the Doberman and
reaching over. He cupped a hand under her large, firm tits. That touch gave her a chill.
At first Nancy tried to shrink away, begging him to stop touching her there. But soon,
she didn't mind the hand. She let him push one thumb over the nipple, brushing it
until it grew hard and pushed up out of the soft surrounding red areola.
The effect was electric. After Dr. Sweet's fast, hard but unsatisfying fuck, the girl was
ready for anything fast. She sensed the tension building in her body. The tickling of her
nipple had started the slick pussy juices flowing from her cunt. When she rocked her
thighs, the buttery heat spread, leaking out to dot the brown curls.
Nancy was burning for more. Her breathing had grown shallow. She licked her dry lips,
tossed her head back and moved a hand up to her belly. Her hand trembled, the metal
cuff still on it, gleaming in the light. She knew she wanted cock. Oh God, how horrible
for a girl her age to be thinking about something like that, especially after all she'd been
through.
But there it was: Sitting there, naked, sprawled, spread-eagled with men all around her,
and a sex-crazed animal about to lick her box, Nancy could only think about what her
cunt needed, and what it was going to get.
"Let him have at her," Dr. Sweet said, fascinated by the girl's sudden and violent
hunger for sex.
"No, back, BACK," Nancy cried as the dog leaped up and pushed her down on the
floor. She felt his sharp teeth nipping at her inner thighs. Nancy struggled on the floor,
her heels slipping on the slick concrete surface. "No, please, this can't be happening. I
won't let it."
But the hot, velvet, wet surfaces of her cunt felt exposed. She could feel the inner
surfaces of her pussy rubbing together as she wormed along the floor, sliding on the
film of her own cunt juice. King jumped forward once more, his forepaws hitting her
thighs. His black pointed snout plunged under her cunt mound as his long tongue wet
her. He was shining, twisting his head back and forth, reaming out the young brunette
with his nose.
Nancy felt petrified. The first touch of his tongue had made her belly buck with terror.
But now she was welcoming him. It was just as she'd feared. That horrible, unnamed
SOMETHING inside her was rising again, making her bow down to the wonderful
ministrations of that animal!
"Ohhh, no, my God!" Nancy cried. She was opening her cunt to him. Oh, how good,
how incredibly good it felt after all that beating and wild fucking! How gentle and kind
the Doberman seemed to be, compared to Dr. Sweet, Brad and even Jack.
She was letting her knees fall apart as King went wild. His tongue slopped over the
tender inner flesh of her thigh. Each lick brought floods of juice from her stimulated
pussy. It was a wonderful, lovely friction. Her knees sagged apart more and more as the
animal pushed forward. Nancy could hear her cuntlips unstick, and let out an ecstatic
cry of delight.
"Look at 'im go," Brad said in amazement.
The dog was now nuzzling his black nose under the girl's flooded cuntlips. In a flash,
Nancy knew the animal was tasting her, lapping up her salty, bleachy-tasting cunt juice
and drinking it in like water. She shuddered with a wild sexual fever. She felt
wonderfully uninhibited and free – free from her mother, those morals, these men who
horrified her. No, she was totally alone with that dog, who was showing her new ways
of getting off!
"Mmmmm," Nancy moaned between tightly compressed lips.
The dog was resting on his belly, between her spread legs. She could feel his hot breath
tickle over her cuntal hair as he slicked down her pussy over and over again.
"Oh yes, yes," Nancy moaned. She didn't dare think of what the future consequences
would be when she thought about this later on. Now, she only concentrated on what
was happening to her body: That wonderful, wet friction bringing her off the way no
man could.
Nancy pushed her hands down to her belly and found his nose and mouth. She felt the
steamy mess between her thighs and felt the animal's soft, hot wet tongue licking them.
Oh, oh, to think that tongue was going up and down her pussy-slit, bathing down the
slicked folds of her cunt! Nancy curled her fingers and spread her bloated outer labes
apart, feeling the wiry hairs of her twat tickling her palms.
"Yessssss," the girl hissed. She moved her ass up, giving the dog more of her cunt to
eat.
He sensed her growing excitement and whimpered loudly through his nose. He began
to bathe the bottom of her as with hot spittle, lapping back into the split of her
buttocks.
Nancy felt so wet down there. The insides of her thighs, her ass and her cunt were all
wet with King's spit. When Nancy managed to push herself up on her elbows, she
looked down and saw the animal's dark, pink tongue darting in and out of her hairy
hole and disappearing, only to reappear with pieces of cunt hair clinging to the edges.
"Ohh, nooo..." Nancy tried to push up through the red fog of lust filtering over her
mind. My God, what was she doing to herself? Her cunt burned and throbbed, and felt
like a brightly burning jewel. No, no, this was wrong. But when she tried to push
King's head away, she felt her arms trembling and her fingers curling around his furry,
pointed ears. No, it was useless. It felt so damned good to be laying there, split open
with a big, black Doberman licking greedily at her hot cunt.
It was good, sooooo good! Her clit burned from the steady lapping friction. The skin
between her toes and fingers tickled strangely. Nancy fanned her fingers out along
King's powerful neck, lifted her feet from the floor and inched her knees back until
they were pressed against her tits.
Then she spread them apart even farther. Every tiny hollow of her cunt unstuck and
peeled back, exposed completely to the big dog. Nancy gasped and babbled as King
nuzzled, licked and pressed his nose against her soaking cunt.
Nancy then brought her feet together at the sides of the animal's head, rubbing it back
and forth with her toes. The stiff tickling sensation of his coat against her soles made
her throw her head back and to the side. She was babbling something incoherent,
caressing him as if he were her human lover.
This young, pretty teenager was taking on a sex partner that most experienced street
whores would have shied away from! This knowledge wasn't lost on Dr. Sweet and his
cronies, who by now had pulled their cocks out, and were jerking off while watching
Nancy.
Nancy moved her ass up, then let it fall back again. She was bouncing up and back, up
and back, moving her ass faster and faster as the tension in her cunt and belly grew.
She twisted to the side, and King's teeth brushed on pussylip. Then she arched her
back, raising her thighs to give him her burning clit once more.
"Uhhhh, ohhhh..." Nancy didn't care about, anything anymore. She was out of control,
spinning around and around. She worked her ass around in tight circles, crying wildly.
Her nostrils burned with the air she sucked in to feed her lungs. The more she moved,
the more excitement she brought to her body.
Oh yes, good dog, gooooood dog, she thought. If only there could be a cock there, a
stuffing, rubbing cock to make her more filled. Nancy tilted her cunthole up and felt
the Doberman's tongue rim the pulsing circle of muscles. It rammed an inch inside.
Nancy let out another strangled cry, then petted him excited.
He was brushing over her cunt, reaching down for her asshole with his tongue, then
moving back to her pussy. Nancy could feel her pussy walls twitching. She could feel
the muscles contracting, trying to grasp the animal's black nose.
Nancy was quivering on the brink of climax. The big muscles in her ass cramped. She
kicked her feet high in the air. She was pitching around on the floor as she raked his
fur with her fingers.
"Now, now!" the girl screamed, her face a mask of depraved lust and agony. Nancy
arched her back, digging her shoulders into the floor while forcing the animal's head
deep into her cumming cunt. His growling only made her orgasm more wonderful.
Yes, yes, it was marvelous!


Chapter 11

"Ohhh, so good, good," Nancy babbled, sliding her fingers back and forth over the
ticklishly short, stubby fur coat of the Doberman. The young brunette felt nicely warm
and relaxed. It was a feeling she wasn't used to of late. A swirl of half thoughts settled
on her buzzing brain. How could she deal with this? More importantly, what was going
to happen to her now? When were these men going to let her go? Would they really
EVER let her go?
"Jesus, she really goes after that dogmeat," Brad said thickly.
"She'll never like a guy's cock again," Jack commented.
"Don't be unfair to Missy here," Dr. Sweet said. Nancy looked over at the older man
and saw dark stains on his white trousers. He'd cum, shot off while the big dog had
licked her pussy up to orgasm. Filthy, depraved old man, Nancy thought. She screwed
up her eyes and looked at the others. They were all as bad, all horrible men who forced
her to commit these unspeakable acts of sexuality!
"Hey, let's get her onto that dog again," Brad said, his eyes lighting up.
"We don't have much time. I think the hospital inspector's coming to visit all areas, this
one included," Dr. Sweet said, glancing nervously at his wrist watch.
"That won't be for another couple of hours. Come on, Doc," Jack urged. The older man
smiled at his cronies, then shrugged his shoulders. "Good. Up, boy."
"Oh no, NO! Not a fucking. Oh God, not again!" she screamed.
"That's it," Brad said encouragingly as the big Doberman moved forward, keeping his
head down while placing his forepaws onto the girl's inner thighs.
The smell of her pungent cuntjuice excited him once more. Nancy raised her head and
looked over the thunderous mounds of her titties. She could see the dog's pointed red
cock slipping from his furry sheath once more. Oh God, not again, not AGAIN!
"AHHHH!" the girl cried.
This time, the Doberman took her like a human. He crawled on top of her, spreading
her legs apart with his big forepaws. Nancy stared up at the big animal wide-eyed, her
breath coming in short, raspy gasps. Oh God, his maw was frothy with spittle. His
dark, dark brown eyes rolled around, and his short, stubby black fur was standing up
on end. Nancy could tell he was excited, wanting to jam his cock up her cunt.
King let out a steady low growl from his throat. The teenaged brunette dug her elbows
into the floor and started slowly moving back, dragging her ass along the juice-slicked
floor.
The Doberman noticed the movement and dropped his head, snapping threateningly at
Nancy's right shoulder. The young girl screamed, jerking to one side and twisting her
head away. No, no, she would do anything! Oh my God! He could do whatever he
wanted!
"Up, up," Brad ordered impatiently.
The dog barked angrily, then moved on the twisting, moaning girl. Nancy lay her head
down on the floor, her eyes still riveted on the big Doberman's head. She felt his sharp
toenails dig painfully into her sensitive belly flesh. The pain from the welts and wounds
seemed to disappear. All she could feel were those toenails, and the big dog's heavy
breath. He was climbing on her, his muscular forelegs pressing down painfully on her
chest.
Glancing up, Nancy could see the dog's cock fully extended from his sheath. Her knees
were on either side of his black, shiny body, parted as far as they could go. He was
positioning himself, his eyes focused on the wall behind her head as he lowered his
narrow, muscular hips.
Oh God, that thing she was feeling sliding across her furry cunt mound was the
Doberman's cock! She recognized the smooth, hot sensation of a dog's prick slipping
between her cuntlips. Nancy closed her eyes and sucked in a ragged breath. Any
second, any second and he'd be fucking her!
"Easy does it," Brad said, bending down and watching King's long, rubbery red prong
start to enter the girl's split cuntlips.
Nancy twisted her torso to the right, snapping her knees together, then letting them sag
apart as she felt his large cock worming its way into her hot, wet pussy. More and more
doggie cockmeat forced its way in, making the girl feel as if she were going to throw
up.
"No, no, oh God, NO!" Nancy wailed, rolling her head from side to side, her eyelids
closed as her mouth pulled into a tight scar across her face.
The young girl curled her fingers and dragged them across the hard concrete floor. She
could feel something pointed and slick entering her, forcing her cuntlips farther and
farther apart, making her cuntal membranes give way to that hard, knobby red pole. It
was the Doberman's cock, fucking her twat, making her commit an act so horrible that
it made the girl's brain spin.
"Yeah, yeah," Brad said, jerking himself off while watching the girl twist helplessly.
She was being impaled on the thick, rubbery prong. They watched the animal hunch
up, then drive down hard. He was going up and down, up and down, trenching out the
girl's upturned cunt with his knobby boner.
King twisted his head around and opened his powerful jaws, showing off his razorsharp 
crisscrossed teeth. His dark pink tongue hung from one side, saliva dripping and
splashing onto the girl's twisted, sweating body.
Nancy bit her tongue and cheek. She could feel that cock going deeper and deeper. Oh
God, it was going to hit her belly, her womb! She could feel those tiny bumps sliding in
and out, tickling her pussy walls. Between her shaking legs, she could feel the animal's
hot coat of fur scraping her sweaty flesh.
Oh, it was so horrible, so awful to be like that! She felt peeled open, defiled in the worst
way! She could hear the men laughing at her, making all sorts of obscene comments
while she struggled under the big dog fucking her.
"Oh, oh, OHHHH!" Nancy cried, the soles of her feet bouncing against the back of the
fucking animal. She could feel him getting close, reaming her out with his boner.
He stopped for a minute, froze, then began all over again. The girl was whimpering,
covering her face with her hands and fighting back the desire to go stark raving crazy as
the big dog fucked himself up to a big cum.
"There he goes!" Dr. Sweet said, working his cock back up to full length, thickness and
hardness.
"You sure? Fuck, that's awful fast," Brad said, finding himself some distance away from
cumming. He'd been counting on firing off his loaded pecker when the big Doberman
dumped his spunk into Nancy's twat.
"Look at 'im. He's freezin', his tail's going back and forth like crazy. Either he's gonna
cum or he's gonna take a shit," Jack commented, gritting his teeth together and fighting
back the urge to shoot his load.
"Ohhhhh!" Nancy moaned, hearing the men. She was only seconds away from having
her cunt fouled in the worse way.
"There he goes!"
Nancy froze, the muscles of her body quivering and tensing. She could feel the animal
jerk wildly on top of her. His toenails slid forward, cutting open her flesh just below her
jiggling, jouncing tits. Saliva drooled from one corner of the big dog's mouth as he
jerked his narrow, muscular thighs around in a tight circle. Nancy could feel his
spraying cock stirring around in her tight pussy as if it were a spoon.
"Ohhhmigod!"
The animal was shooting, firing his load of sticky doggie cum into the teenager's cunt.
Nancy pinched up her face in disgust, wriggling her ass around the floor in an attempt
to pull free of the big dog. Jerking her hands up, she pushed the palms against the dog's
chest.
"Off, off!" she cried, pushing as hard as she could.
But King stayed on her, working his cock deeper and deeper, firing more and more of
his jism into her. Nancy gave up and lay back down on the floor with a loud thud. She
rolled her head slowly from side to side, crying out loudly, tears rolling freely down her
cheeks.
She was defeated totally. They'd won. She didn't have a shred of decency in her any
more. All she would be good for was being their kept whore – that is, until they grew
tired of her and started looking around for a fresh young cunt.
"Ohhhhh," Nancy sighed as the big Doberman finally yanked his cock out of her. The
girl felt her legs collapse, then slide down to the floor. She crossed one leg over the
other, squeezing her cuntlips together, trying to keep the doggie jizz from leaking out
until she could wash it out thoroughly. Oh, it felt so awful to have that horrible stuff
leaking out of her snatch and down her silken thighs.
"We've got to get her out of here," Dr. Sweet said nervously, glancing down at his wrist
watch. "They're going to start the inspection soon."
Nancy lay like a limp rag. Brad and Jack moved quickly, taking the girl under the arms
and dragging her to the door, while Dr. Sweet gathered up her clothes and the package
containing her Candy-striper uniform.
"Going to leave us, Nancy? What a shame! Still, if you insist, there isn't much I can do
about it. Of course, I still have that photo of you and Linda together. What a pity if
that were to get out," Sweet said sourly.
Nancy stiffened, struggling to get free of the men. "You wouldn't. I'd tell them
everything. Maybe you'd ruin me, but I'd have you kicked out of this hospital and out
of the medical profession," Nancy snapped back. They'd pushed her as far as she could
go. To have this hanging over her all her life was impossible. She'd throw herself out
the window before facing an uncertain future like that!
No, she'd have to take her chance on how people would feel about what she'd done if
those doctors decided to show those pictures and tell the truth.
Dr. Sweet tilted his head to one side and narrowed his eyes.
"You know, I think she'd do it," he said, pursing his lips together. Unknown to Nancy,
the good doctor had been suspected by the authorities in another hospital of doing the
same thing he'd managed to get away with here. Although nothing was proven, the
questions still hung in the air. It was only his brilliance and personality that convinced
this hospital to take a chance with him. If even a hint of scandal got out... all the other
girls he and his cronies had managed to torture and humiliate had been cowed into
silence. But this one...
"Well, then, what do you want?" Dr. Sweet asked, trying to mask his nervousness. He
was well aware that an inspection party might be coming down the steps at any
moment. Suddenly, his well-kept little secret might turn into a bombshell.
"Just leave me alone. Give me the pictures and let me be," Nancy begged, feeling faint.
She was too unsure of herself to press for more. All she could think of was the horror
these men had put her through.
"I think that can be arranged. Drop by my office, let's say tomorrow at three. I think
everything can be worked out."
Nancy couldn't believe her good luck. But suddenly everything seemed to be spinning
around her. She felt her knees turn to rubber, and buckle under her. Oh God, just
when she was about to escape this hell hole, NOW she was going to faint?
"Grab her and get her the hell out of here!" Nancy heard Dr. Sweet shout as the last
black wave swept over her.

* * *

"What Mother?"
The young brunette stretched her right arm over the coffee table, putting down her
magazine and taking the evening paper from her mother. The older woman was
pointing to an article on the third page of the evening edition.
"That hospital you were working at – that place? Well, it seems some of the doctors
were involved in some kind of sex scandal. I can't make heads or tails of it, but it seems
they were using young girls for some kind of experiments in the basement."
Nancy's eyes nervously scanned the columns, her heart beating like a jackhammer. Oh
God, if they mentioned her name somewhere in there...
"You don't know anything about it, do you dear?"
Nancy peered over the top of the paper and shook her head back and forth, then
returned to the copy.
"Seems some girl told the authorities. It's always nice to know one or two people are
still decent and courageous enough to notify the authorities when things go wrong."
Nancy's mother went on as the girl read the entire article. Linda, the lab tech, had
risked everything in telling the authorities everything she knew about Dr. Sweet and his
operation. Apparently they caught the old man, though one of his accomplices
managed to get away before police closed in.
He'll never practice medicine again, Nancy thought to herself as she breathed a sigh of
relief. Others were named, but thank God she wasn't. Thinking back, the young
brunette was relatively certain the blonde lab tech had never heard her name.
"Well, I'm glad you're out of that place. I was always skeptical about you working in
that place. But school's starting up soon. You'll be better off doing your work there, and
forgetting about that awful place!"
Nancy smiled, handing the paper back to her mother and getting up from the couch. It
was nearly eleven, time for her to turn in. She was working part time at a card shop in
the downtown area, and had to get up early.
"Sleep tight," her mother called out as she walked up the stairs to her room. On the
way, the young brunette thought about Jack and Brad. Which one hadn't gotten
caught? Where did he run to? What would he do, not being able to practice medicine
in California, or any other state for that matter?
"Ohhh," Nancy sighed, stepping into her darkened room and closing the door behind
her. She opened her robe, shrugging it from her shoulders. How bright the moon was
outside, glowing silver over everything. It made the girl horny, making her want to
reach down and cup her rumbling, furry pussy mound. But no, no. She promised
herself she wouldn't be doing anything like that for a long, long time. Somehow she'd
managed to cover up what had happened, telling her mother she'd been attacked on the
hospital grounds at night, though she'd successfully fought off her attacker before he
had a chance to rape her.
The bruises had caught the family doctor by surprise, and he wondered just what kind
of mugging Nancy had undergone. But her hysteria, combined with her mother's desire
not to let the neighbors know about this sort of thing was sufficient to quell the doctor's
curiosity.
It was nearly two months after that terrible night in the hospital, and, at least for two of
the men, the game was over.
Sighing softly again, Nancy sank into her bed, pushing the covers down with her feet
and spreading her legs out until her ankles dangled over the edges. Looking up, she saw
her flesh gleaming silvery in the darkness, picking up the filtered rays of the full moon.
She thought of Brad and Jack: their hairy, masculine bodies sliding over hers. Here, up
in the room, it would be okay for her to remember all that had happened before. Her
mother still thought she was a virgin. What a laugh! If only she knew what.
"Nancy! Nancy dear, phone call for you."
The young girl frowned, pulling her fingers out from her cunt. Oh, it had felt so good,
stroking that pussy. Even though she promised herself she wouldn't touch her cunt, it
was still fun to break that promise occasionally to tease herself.
"Coming," the girl called out, grabbing her robe and throwing it around her body
loosely. Stepping out in the hall, she brushed back her hair and stepped up to the hall
end table and an upstairs phone.
"I've got it, Mother," Nancy called out, tilting her head to one side.
"Hey, Nancy. Remember me? I'm not gonna forget you. They caught Jack and Dr.
Sweet, but I'm still around. And baby, so's King. We remember you, and we're gonna
make sure we get together soon."
"Who is this?" Nancy almost shouted, but managed to keep to a whisper. She heard
soft laughter, then a click. He was off the line.
"Oh God, God," Nancy whispered, staggering back to her room.
Brad, the roughest one, was still at large! He'd be waiting for her, behind any bush or
building. But yet, as the girl walked into her room and closed the door behind her, a
strange smile came to her lips. Suddenly her life seemed to take on a rosey blush.
Let him come! Let him do his worst! Nancy thought to herself as she sank back on the
bed. Spreading her legs apart, the girl dipped her slender fingers into the swampy mess
of her juiced pussy. No, there wasn't going to be a dull minute in her life any more.
She thought of the big intern and stuck two fingers up her crack, feeling a hot flush of
oil cover her knuckles. Yes, he'd be there, waiting to satisfy her most perverted desires.
As the young girl squirmed and moaned in the silver moonlight, she thought of Brad,
the dog, Jack, anything to do with sex. Oh yes, yes, yes, the girl hissed between her lips.
Never a dull minute again.
Nancy had given in to her private beast.


THE END
