CANINE CAPTIVE
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

"Good shot, Annie!"
"Thanks, I've been working on my swing for the past week," the tall, long-legged
blonde said breathlessly as she ran around one end of the tennis net. Brushing her long
hair from her eyes with the back of one hand Annie VanDeveiter smiled at her tennis
coach, tapping the edge of her racket a little nervously against her thigh. Annie had had
a crush on Brad Farriday since the first day her mother had entered her in the junior
tennis league at the country club. It had been nearly two months, time enough, the girl
reasoned, for her to get over that silly crush.
But whenever she saw Brad in his white, tight fitting tennis shorts the perky teen felt
her skin crawl with a strange, unknown pleasure. Her thighs warmed with a weird heat,
a heat the confused girl couldn't understand completely. It started with a kind of
electric spark somewhere between her legs, growing more and more intense until it
became a pulsing warm glow radiating to her virgin cunt, her belly, her tits. If only she
had a friend she could confide in, someone she could talk to about those dreams she'd
been having. They were so awful, so horribly vulgar! In all her life Annie had never had
such dreams. In most of the dreams she was stretched out on a large bed, every stitch of
clothing skinned from her body. Towering above her was Brad Farriday with his white
cotton T-shirt off, exposing his darkly tanned hairy chest. His shorts were bulging at
the crotch like she'd seen once or twice when he was looking at her strangely. And
then, and then... and then nothing! Annie woke up in a cold sweat, her body trembling
with frustration. She wanted to be touched, held. If only she could break down the
stifling morality her strict Baptist parents had pounded into her for years!
"Your practice shows. You've been improving steadily. Maybe you'll be ready for the
next playoff," Brad said, leaning against the net and flashing that broad, sexy smile of
his. Oh, he was good-looking, almost movie-star quality. Annie felt her heart fluttering.
She couldn't look at him! Trying to ignore the tickling, burning itch between her legs
the trembling girl shaded her eyes and turned toward the clubhouse.
"Who are those men?"
"Who?"
Brad squinted in the direction Annie was pointing, bending forward slightly.
"The guys putting in the new pool. Why?"
"Oh, nothing," Annie said, dropping her hand and shrugging nonchalantly. "They've
just been making... comments," the girl added a little hesitantly.
"Comments?" Brad's face darkened, his eyes squinting as he moved toward her. Annie
felt her pulse racing madly. She hadn't planned for him to be so close! Could he see her
shaking? Could he know what he was doing to her?
"I mean," the girl stammered, lowering her eyes and shifting her feet uncomfortably
from side to side, "they've been kinda looking at me funny." Annie felt foolish, almost
like a six-year-old fumbling for words under the studying eyes of a parent. Why did she
feel like that with Brad? The young blonde was relatively sophisticated, or so she
thought. Why was she such a bumbling idiot when around this big, handsome stud?
"I'll speak to the management about it. You're not the first one who's mentioned it,"
Brad said, his lips pressed tightly together. He was still looking in the direction of the
workers.
Annie turned in that direction again and studied the figures moving slowly around the
clubhouse. There were four men in particular that made her nervous. They all looked as
if they'd recently escaped from a chain gang. The manager of the country club was
notorious for hiring anyone who would work cheaply. But these workers were a new
low! They seemed to know what they were doing, working sullenly under the
contractor on the new pool. But whenever a good-looking young woman walked by,
mumbled comments could be heard, followed by silence as the young, bearded men
watched the woman disappear.
Annie in particular had been subjected to their comments and stares. There was no
other way she could go from the women's locker room to the tennis courts below. She
had to pass by the construction site and the workers in question. The nervous teenager
was barely able to keep her eyes fixed ahead of her. She knew they were staring,
commenting on her appearance, mentally undressing her, maybe even something
worse!
"Don't make any trouble, Brad. Please," she pleaded. If there was trouble and those
men found out who complained against them. Annie shuddered. She didn't want to be
on their hate list!
"Don't worry about it. Now, how about something to pick you up before you go
home," Brad said, turning back to her and flashing an easy smile. Annie forgot
immediately about the four construction workers still staring at the two of them. She
could only see those dark-brown eyes staring at her.
"Sure. The club?"
"I was thinking of something a little quieter," Brad said, slipping one hand easily
around her waist and drawing her closer toward him. It wasn't unusual to see this sort
of move on Brad's part with young women. It was considered by most around the club
to be a harmless flirtation, an action made to flatter the women into taking more
lessons. But Annie saw everything in that supposedly innocent move.
As they walked down the courts toward the main clubhouse building the young blonde
heard Brad talking but couldn't piece the words together. She felt her heart beating so
loudly she was sure the tennis pro could hear it! Her face flushed and her knees were
unsteady. If she'd fallen to the ground Annie wouldn't have been surprised. How
possessive, how strong his arm felt around her waist! It was doing wild things to her
tight young cunt. Every move the girl made was killing her! The subtle friction of her
cuntlips over her swollen clit was becoming excruciating! And how innocent it looked
to everyone passing them by and smiling openly!
"Here. Let's go into my office. I've got some juice in the portable frige," Brad said, as
they walked into the cavernous main building and down a maze of interior halls to one
end of the clubhouse.
Annie held on to her tennis racket as if it were a weapon. She was going to be alone
with him, with the man who had been the subject of so many of her erotic fantasies.
She should make some excuse, should run from him and out into the open where she
could get some fresh air! Yet Annie felt her feet riveted to the plush, dark-red carpeting
as the door yawned open in front of her. As if drawn by a magnet the young blonde
stepped inside, her arm brushing against Brad's waist. Oh, even the slightest touch
made her tremble!
"Right over here," Brad said easily, pointing to a large black leather couch pushed
against one wall. Annie walked to it as Brad moved behind his oak desk to the small
refrigerator sitting on the carpeted floor. Her tight ass sank down into the cushions.
They were soft, almost too soft. It was like sitting on the edge of a bed!
Annie laid her racket on the floor and folded her hands on her lap, twisting her head
around to look at the pictures crowding one another on the wall. They were all shots of
famous and near-famous tennis pros, all signed, all having some ridiculous little thank
you note penned above the signature. She heard the refrigerator door open and heard
Brad fumbling around inside for the juice. Sucking in her lower lip the blonde teenager
swore to herself she'd just have a drink, then get out. The room suddenly seemed too
close, too small! She was having trouble breathing. Her skin was flushed, hot, sticky.
And how her nipples ached, throbbing in time with her pulsing twat! It was awful,
horrible, that she should be feeling these things when she was alone with Brad.
"Here. My own mix – a little orange juice with some guava," Brad said, handing Annie
a tall, cold glass.
"Thanks," she said, keeping her eyes lowered. No, she couldn't look at him. If she did
he'd surely know what was on her mind! She couldn't keep that kind of secret away
from him. And he'd move in, do... things to her, things she'd heard some of her
girlfriends talk about. There were rumors about how Brad could sniff out a woman in
heat, of how he... fucked some married women in the club! Oh, the word "fuck" – how
it made her fingers ice up and her hand tremble. She could hear the ice cubes hitting
the sides of her glass.
"Is something wrong?" Brad asked, sitting down on the couch next to her with his own
drink. He took a long sip, tilting back his handsome head and gulping the cold liquid,
but keeping his eyes fastened on the girl. Annie felt like she was being studied,
observed, evaluated as to whether or not she was ready for fucking! That notion made
her brain whirl.
"No... I guess I'm just a little tired, that's all," Annie muttered, tilting the glass 
back and taking another gulp. The cold liquid felt good rushing down her throat.
"You've been working out too much. Lean back, close your eyes, relax." Brad's voice
was low now, almost a whisper. Annie knew she shouldn't take his advice. And yet she
did as she was told.
Closing her eyes Annie breathed deeply, feeling her chest rise and fall regularly while
her arms sagged at her sides. Unconsciously, she was matching her breathing with
Brad's, listening to him speak softly to her about tennis, about how pretty she looked
out on the courts, about how much he'd admired both her spirit and her body. Oh,
things were going too far! He was telling her things he shouldn't be saying – at least
not here where there was no one to stop him, to stop her!
Then Annie was aware of a painful silence. Her heart skipped a beat. What awful thing
was going on? Opening her eyes the blonde teenager turned her head. Brad had pulled
his sweat-soaked T-shirt off and laid it over her tennis racket. She saw his thick-muscled
chest, his developed biceps and triceps. His tanned flesh glistened with the sweat
worked up from their tennis games. Annie felt her throat constrict and her mouth dry
up like cotton. She wanted to tell him to get away from her, to put his shirt back on.
But the words stuck in her throat. All she could do was look at him through her long,
blonde lashes and blush furiously.
"I don't think we have to carry on the small talk any more, do we, Annie?"
She swallowed hard. He was going to make a move, a move she wouldn't be able to
resist! She felt him sliding on the couch toward her.
"Please don't..."
"Come on, Annie. I've watched you the past couple of times," Brad said in a low voice.
He was next to her, one hand sliding over hers while their thighs touched. The blonde
closed her eyes and moaned softly, her head tilting back while her lower jaw slackened.
Why couldn't she control herself? Was there something in her family that made all the
women give in to a man so easily? Why was she responding so quickly to this man
when other women, she was certain, would have fought him off and run from the
room?
"Have you?" she panted, her breaths becoming shorter and more shallow. He was
blowing in her ear, brushing her hair from the side of her face and kissing her softly on
the neck. Hot-cold shivers ran up and down her spine, making the girl shift her ass on
the couch. Her nipples were swelling up, pressing uncomfortably against the material of
her bra. They were driving her crazy, roasting in those cups like nuts on a fire!
"I've watched you move, watched your body out there on the courts. God, you don't
know how much I've wanted you," he said in a lower whisper, his hands roaming up
and down her sides.
"Oh, don't, I can't... stop..." Annie flushed as she spoke those words.
"I don't want you to. No, I don't want you to," Brad said. "I want you very much...
very, very much."
Annie couldn't keep her mental balance. She was falling, tumbling from her seat of
respectability into something that both terrified and excited her.
"I'm scared," she said in a little girl's voice.
"Don't worry," Brad whispered, slipping both hands around her waist and pushing her
back, back along the wall and down onto the couch. She felt him working his fingers on
the zipper of her tennis shorts, opening the garment and skinning it down over her
narrow, boyish thighs. Next came her tennis shoes and white cotton anklets. Her toes
tickled as the shorts trailed over them and floated to the floor. When he rolled over on
his belly, working himself between her knees, pressing her down into the soft leather
cushions while moving his fingers up to his zipper, Annie cried out.
"Please, no, not yet. Not... ever. No, I..." She couldn't think. Her mind whirled around.
Maybe it was alright for the two of them to do a little kissing, maybe even feeling. But
if he were to unzip his pants and take out his... No, no, she couldn't even think about
it!
"Okay, okay," Brad said reassuringly, moving his hands away from the front of his
tennis shorts and smoothing his palms over her shoulders. "Not yet."
Annie sighed with relief. At least for a while her virginity was safe. "You're so tiny,"
Brad whispered, staring so hotly and possessively at her the young blonde shivered
again.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"So tiny, so beautiful."
His mouth covered hers just after the last word. Annie moaned through the passionate
kiss, her head being pressed into the leather cushion. He was touching her all over,
touching her ass, gently kneading each plump, resilient cheek. Even through the
covering of her nylon panties it felt good. She rocked her hips, feeling Brad's stiff cock
gouging against her cunt. Tiny electric thrills of pleasure shot through her moist pussy,
making her legs tremble. Oh, it was awful that she should be giving in so easily to this
man! But they were only kissing, touching one another at the most. This was the
fulfillment of her fantasy. She was doing nothing more than she'd done on dates. Brad
was enough of a gentleman to stop when the kissing had gone too far.
But he didn't stop. The young tennis coach knew just how hot and curious the girl
writhing under his body was. He knew she'd go all the way under the right
encouragement. Right now he limited himself to kissing and touching, holding back his
natural inclination to skin off her panties and plow his ten-inch cunt-splitter into her
pussy.
Annie felt her resolve to not let him go further melting away. That dick pressing against
the front of his tennis shorts seemed so big, so stiff. The blonde remembered one of her
girlfriends telling her about how much a cock hurt when it first went in, but then how
really good it felt later. Would she have the same reaction to a fucking? No, no, she
wasn't going to even think about it! Thinking would make it happen.
"You feel real good, Annie. Soft, sweet, good."
The words burned into her brain. She could feel one of Brad's hands move slowly
around her hips, his fingers smoothing down her belly until he curled them under the
elastic legbands of her panties. She fanned out her toes, arching her back and wallowing
her shoulders into the soft leather as she felt him rub the soppy nylon crotch panel up
between her cuntlips. She bucked her thighs back, then pushed them up and forward so
he'd rub against her clit.
"Uhhhhhhh!" she gasped. Brad's touch was incredible. It was better than when she
touched herself in the privacy of her bedroom just after she'd awakened after one of
those horrible dreams!
"Annie, Annie," Brad moaned against her ear. There was something possessive and yet
a little boyish about the whispered name that made the young teen even more
responsive to his touch. His hipbones bumped hard against hers. He was plowing his
cockshaft up and down against her lower belly now. She could feel the brush of his fat
balls through those tight-fitting shorts.
Now the young blonde teen wanted to look at his cock, to touch it. What did it really
look like? She'd seen pictures, heard stories. But Annie wanted to see and touch for
herself. Oh, no, no, how could she be thinking something so awful as that? The girl
moaned, twisting her head away and pushing up with her palms against Brad's chest.
She was almost sorry she'd started the whole thing. But then Brad was opening her
blouse, pulling it off, then sliding his fingers back and working the clasp of her bra
open. She felt the elastic around her shoulders relax, the cups sliding away from her
thirty-four-inch tits. Soon they were gone. She was lying there on the couch with her
long, hard nipples rubbing against Brad's hairy chest! He was rubbing her sides again
with his fingers, moving them now to the center of her chest and fondling her big tits.
"Ohhh, great tits! Shit, I've seen them jiggling around on the courts and wondered if
you stuffed your bra with Kleenex like other girls. I see now you're for real," Brad said
with pleasure. He squeezed them together, rubbing the soft, spongy flesh while
dropping his head and licking first one hard, red nipple, then the other. Annie worked
her ass back and forth on the wet leather couch, hearing her smooth white flesh squeak
against the material. She could feel Brad's teeth nipping at her right nipple. In a strange
way the young woman wanted him to bite her more, to increase the wild sensation she
got when he touched her with his mouth there!
"UHHHH!" Annie dug her fingernails into the nape of his neck, guiding his face over
her tits. First he was sucking on one nipple, then the other. She was crying out, not
caring if someone in the hall could hear them. Ohhh, his teeth scraping over her
nipples drove her crazy. And she could hear him sucking her too, the sloppy wet
sounds of his lips working over her half-inch long nipples echoing through the small
room. And always his thick, long cock gouged deeper and deeper into her cunt. Only
the material of her panties and his shorts kept him from actually fucking her.
"Annie, Annie, I've got to feel you all over," Brad moaned.
The young blonde moaned back, keeping the flats of her hands pressed against his
chest. Annie was still unsure about how much further she should go. Her resolve was
melting more and more. Still, some shreds of her parents' moral training restrained the
girl. She kept her legs close together, refusing to stretch them apart as Brad was trying
to make her do. But oh, how that one hand kept working the wet nylon crotch panel
back and forth, sopping up her running cuntal juices like bread soaking up gravy! He
was scraping the sensitive folds and hollows of her swampy pussy with that silky
material, rubbing her clit up and down, from side to side, making the girl gasp and
pant for air.
"Touch me," he commanded.
"I... can't..."
"Come on," Brad said, moving his left hand from her crotch and taking the girl's right
by the wrist, dragging it down between their bellies. Annie gasped when she felt how
hot and hairy his belly flesh was. And then she could feel more hair, cock hair, against
her fingertips. The young blonde teen knew her first fuck was about to begin, and
secretly Annie was waiting impatiently for it.


Chapter 2

"Come on, honey, feel it. Feel what's going to go deep inside you."
The words sent a scary shiver through the young girl's body. With her teeth clenched
tightly together, Annie felt something very long, very thick and very, very hot pressing
against the front of Brad's shorts. At the top of that protrusion the material of his briefs
was wet. Cum! Annie had heard people talk about it. Had he cum already? No, no, she
would have known. He was leaking the stuff though – from excitement, excitement
over her body! That knowledge made the blonde teenager tremble with delight.
"Feel it, honey? Feel it, Annie?"
"Oh yes, yes," she panted, licking her lips. She was a little surprised at the way his cock
felt through the shorts. It was so big. Could something that long and thick go into a
woman's cunt? Could a woman get fucked by something that large without getting
hurt? Annie knew she wasn't going to have that thing going inside her. But the
question intrigued her nonetheless.
"Ohh easy, baby, easy. Keep doing that and you're gonna make me shoot."
Was he that excited? Could her fingers working back and forth against the front of his
briefs make him... cum? Annie was surprised at the sudden power she felt. Just with her
hands she could...
"What did you do?"
Annie's eyelids fluttered open and she looked wide-eyed at Brad. Somehow he'd worked
his zipper down, sliding his thighs over hers, pushing his cock out with those
movements until it rested over her knuckles.
"Ohh, put it back in! NO!"
"No more games," Brad said with determination. His words and tone of voice made her
flesh pucker up into goosepimples. He was going to try to fuck her with that... cock!
Oh, God in heaven, he was going to kill her with it!
"No, no, you'll hurt me," she said, struggling in vain under the big man.
"You're too damned hot for it to hurt you too much," Brad said nastily, his fingers
clamped tightly around her wrist.
"You're hurting me now!"
"And you like it, don't you?" The words burned Annie like a hot poker. She twisted her
face away, unable to look at the accusing eyes boring into her.
"Feel that dick again, honey. I like feeling your fingers against my cock."
Annie did as she was told. How strange it was to feel a man's prick! Even though the
terror of being fucked by that monster was still very real in her mind, the blonde teen
found a second to wonder about that spongy, yet hard feel to it. Where the head flared
out Annie could feel something wet and sticky oozing out onto her fingers. That was
where all the white stuff shot from! The cum, the cum he wanted to squirt up into her
hole!
"No, I'll scream!" she threatened.
"No you won't," Brad reassured both her and himself. He was kissing her neck, her
shoulders, holding her down hard against the couch. He was back to her tits again
while sliding his fingers under the elastic legband of her panties and working the
bloated, rubbery edges of her cuntlips together until she was moaning softly, rocking
her body back and forth on the squeaking couch.
"No, no," she moaned.
"Just take it easy, honey. I'm not gonna hurt you. I want you to have a good time, just
like me. And if you relax, you will," Brad said more gently.
Could she believe him? Oh, his words were like music to her ears! He was actually
under her nylon crotch panel, his callused fingertips teasing the goose fleshed skin close
to her right cuntlip! Now his fingers grabbed at the underside of her pussy mound,
dividing the naked crack and shoving in deep. Annie sucked in a ragged breath and dug
her chin into Brad's shoulder. He was pressing her down. He was so heavy. She knew
he wanted to get her panties off. There was no way she could stop him. If she screamed
and people came rushing in, how could she explain the scene? There'd be a scene, a
scandal. And then, nothing would happen. Brad would stay on and people would say...
as they said about all the other women caught with the handsome young instructor...
that she threw herself onto him. No, she couldn't let that kind of scandal ruin her and
her family! Annie was trapped, trapped by her own sexuality!
"Don't. Leave me alone."
"You don't really want that, do you? You want me to fuck you," Brad whispered.
He was smoothing his hands down the sides of her body now, tracing the swell of her
narrow hips. His cock had slipped lower now, pressing almost against the bottom of her
cuntal mound.
"Not when something like my dick feels so good against your cunt."
He pumped his cock against her soaked panty crotch. Annie could feel where the ridge
of his cockhead was now rubbing against the wet material. It was almost as if she didn't
have anything on! His dick was pushing the sheer, wet material up between her
cuntlips. How deliciously wicked that sensation was! Annie closed her eyes, sucked in
her bottom lip and rolled her ass from side to side to increase the friction of her
pussylips against Brad's dick. Her snatch was so hot, so wet, so tight!
"Baby, baby, I can't wait much longer," Brad moaned, his fingers curling around the
waistband of her panties and shoving down.
"Noooooooo..."
Annie slipped a hand down between their rubbing bodies. She touched his cock and
balls, then finally found the soaked place where her cuntlips had been mashed to the
side by her crotch panel. She was exposed, her cunt naked to his dick! The panty had
been stretched into the hollow between her thigh and one cuntlip. Brad's dickhead was
gouging her cuntal crack, trying to worm its way in! With a sharp cry the young girl
tried sliding back.
"Hold still, damn it!"
"You can't, please, you just can't!"
"Ohhhh, man, you feel good," Brad groaned.
She couldn't stop him even if she wanted to. He had her pinned to the couch, pinned
helplessly to that wet cushion. He was sliding down, changing the angle of his cock
against her cunt. Annie had a suspicion it would be the penetration angle, the angle
where she'd feel that purplish, fat cockcrown working its way between her swollen
cuntlips. No, no, he couldn't fuck her! Her virginity couldn't be ending so quickly! The
young girl beat her fists against his chest. If only she weren't so weak! If only she could
muster her strength. But his powerful legs draped over her knees while his hands dug
into the soft cushions of her tits. His hairy chest scratched deliciously over her wet
flesh. He was getting close, close to entering her body.
"Don't, damn you, don't do this to me!" the girl cried in a desperate voice. Her voice
sounded so small, so tiny, so vulnerable. Why had she let things go so far! Oh, oh, it
was impossible to stop him now! He wasn't about to stop himself from fucking her.
Only seconds from now Annie knew she'd feel, for the first time, a man's dick inside
her cunt.
"You want it, Annie, want it as bad as I want you," Brad groaned. The steady, sleek
friction against her cuntlips was doing something weird to her. Something odd was
happening to her pussy. She was feeling hot-cold flashes of electricity shoot through her
cunt. Her tits seemed to swell under Brad's increasingly brutal handling, his thumbnails
creasing her nipples.
"Oh, what are you doing to me?" Annie cried. She was pushing her knees apart,
drawing them up to her tits while pressing her shoulders against the smooth, leather
cushions. The building tension in her cunt seemed to invade every nerve ending in her
body. She could hardly breathe under this big man. The muscles in her legs ached as
she struggled under Brad's wriggling body. What a riot of feelings surged through her
mind now. The young, confused teenager wanted him to get off her, pull on his shorts
and let her leave his office untouched. But at the same time Annie wanted him to hold
her down even harder, force her to submit to whatever humiliating sexual torture he
could think of. And when he tried to push against the soft hollow at the mouth of her
cunt the girl thought she'd die from ecstasy!
"Just what you want, baby. You're gonna get stuck with this fat dick, and man, you're
gonna cry when I drive it in. You're so damned hot, shit, you're practically burning my
cock with your cunt," Brad growled.
The words excited both of them. Annie panted harder, her breaths coming in whistling
sounds through her nostrils.
"No, no, no!" the girl cried. But oh, how badly she wanted to feel what it was like to get
fucked! The room spun around, growing blurry as her eyes rolled back into her head.
She was tilting her body from one side to the other, making Brad's dick slip up away
from her pussy while at the same time rubbing her clit over and over his cock.
"Jesus, you're fuckin' like a mink!"
Annie couldn't talk any more. She held onto him, panting for air. Never before had the
blonde felt so weak, so helpless. Now he was peeling her all the way open, working his
hips between her thighs, holding tightly onto her shoulders while squeezing his
buttcheeks and moving up. The angle for fucking was complete! He was kissing her
throat, her forehead, her tits as he slid down to fuck her. The young girl was dizzy,
half-crazy with what was happening. She felt him shaking slightly. Then Brad's lips
were on hers, his tongue driving down toward her throat. She fought back, feeling spit
running down the sides of her chin. A buzzing sound filled her head. His cock gouged
down her cuntal crack and the fat head pressed in, moving the outer lips back and apart
in a wide grin. Annie moaned through the French kiss. His dickhead slipped in an inch,
sliding over the sensitive membranes between her inner and outer cuntlips. Her ass
wiggled over the wet leather, wet with her own sweat and pussy juice. She could hear
the squeaking of her flesh against the cool material as Brad pushed harder into her
snatch.
"Ummmmmm!"
Brad moved his hips from side to side, reaming out the tight, velvety throat of her
snatch. He was working her open, massaging her pussy muscles with his dickhead,
relaxing the young girl in order for her to take the full length and breadth of his dick.
When Annie started hunching back and drove her tongue hard against his the big
tennis coach continued his fucking drive.
"Ohhhhhh!" the girl cried. She wriggled her tiny ass as his cock inched in, spreading
the itchy, slick cuntal membranes apart. She never thought fucking could feel soooo
good! What her mother and father had told her about this had been all wrong. It wasn't
an unpleasant thing to do! No, no, that was a horrible lie. Annie had never felt
anything so deliciously wonderful as fucking before!
Then the young blonde teen felt something odd – a feeling she couldn't describe even
years later. Brad had touched something deep inside her. His cockhead was pressing
against her cherry. At first there was only the sensation of something tugging at her
pussy walls. Then the pushing sensation quickly changed into sharp jolts of pain.
"Wha-!" Annie screamed, her cry ending in a whoosh of air. "What are you doing? Oh,
it hurts, HURTS! What's HAPPENING!" Annie was struggling violently under him,
twisting her body to the left, trying to get out from under the near crushing pain.
"Hold on. It'll hurt only for a second," Brad said in a strained voice. Annie could feel
his body tensing as he pushed on.
"No, no, I'm gonna bleed!" the young blonde wailed. She remembered what her
girlfriends said about the first fucking. There was pain, then blood, before the fun
started up again.
But Brad wasn't paying any attention to her. As she wiggled and struggled under him,
crying out between her breathless pants, he kept on fucking her. And then the pain
peaked. She panted hotly against the coach's cheek, her body shuddering violently. The
girl jerked her ass backward from the sudden sensation of jagged pain.
"OOOOWWWWW!" Tears welled in her rounded eyes.
Brad let out a gasp of relief, pulling his dick out a bit and resting on his elbows while
he let the girl come down from her pain.
"I'm bleeding... I can feel it!"
"It's natural, honey. Don't worry, you'll get over it," Brad said reassuringly.
The two of them lay quietly for several minutes. Neither spoke a word as each calmed
down. Annie moved one hand out from between their bodies and wiped away the few
tears that had rolled down her cheeks. Her cherry was gone! This big man had torn it
away, ripped her virginity from her life. Her innocence was gone, raped, as it were, by
him and her curiosity.
"Okay," he whispered.
Annie tensed. She wasn't sure her pussy could take any more today. And yet as his dick
worked slowly deeper into her the young blonde teen felt some of the pleasure she'd felt
earlier return. Only the edges of her pussy seemed to hurt now. Slowly Annie
concentrated on the wild feeling of her velvety cuntal walls being stretched apart by
Brad's fat, extra-long dick.
"Uhhhhh, oh yes, yes, p-please... fuck... OOOOHHHHH!"
Annie was learning how to move her body, how to twist and slide up and down while
still keeping a cock deep inside her. When she arched her back and tilted her pussy
downward the young blonde discovered Brad's cock gouged the walls of her snatch. He
grunted with pleasure at that move, his body stiffening for several seconds. Then he
responded with a move of his own, working his hairy ass from side to side, stirring his
thick prick around and around like a spoon. Annie groaned, slowly peeling her legs
back until she felt every hollow exposed to the big cock.
"Ohhh, baby, see, I told you you'd like it! Hell, you're really goin' for it, aren't you?"
"Yes, yesssss," the blonde teen hissed between her teeth. She felt his fingers slide down
her waist, roam over her plump asscheeks. She rolled her thighs, squirmed against
Brad's massaging, cupping hands. He held her tightly that way, fucking her deep and
hard. Annie could feel him all the way in her, his balls slapping against the bottom
junction of her cuntlips. She cried out and bit at his lips, babbling meaningless phrases.
"Oh, baby; fuck back, fuck that ass of yours back onto my cock!"
Annie had her feet flat on the couch, her knees bent and wide apart. She wiggled
around, tilting her hips up, then letting them fall back down. With each movement the
girl dredged up a different sensation from her pussy. She bit her lower lip again and
concentrated on controlling the spasming muscles in her cunt. She'd never had to
worry about that before. But now something instinctive told the young teen that proper
manipulation of those muscles would bring both her and Brad maximum satisfaction.
"Jesus Christ, what the fuck..."
"You like that?" she panted, opening her eyes and looking up at the startled coach. She
had contracted the muscles of her snatch, working her hips back and forth in milking
motions. Brad twitched, pulling his cock back. His dick was almost all the way out. She
could feel the ridged tip just inside her snatch. The young girl groaned, shoving up on
him with all her might. Brad's face twitched and went white as he closed his eyes and
shoved down.
"Man, you're gonna make me cum, you keep doing that," Brad warned.
"Oh no, no, not yet." Annie couldn't believe she was actually begging him to hold off.
She had been reluctant to start this whole affair. But now that she was completely
involved the girl wanted the maximum amount of pleasure. She was excited. But
something told Annie she could feel a whole lot more if she just took her time.
"I don't know if I can," Brad admitted. He held her tightly with both arms, his chest
rubbing against her hard nipples. He was pumping his cock deep into her once more.
She felt his hips slamming against hers. She could feel the thick root of his cock shaft
batter her cuntlips again and again. Annie was conscious of the cool, wet leather under
her, the hard-muscled man above. She felt crushed, helpless, and yet surging with this
wild new power. Groaning aloud once more the young blonde hugged her thin arms
around Brad's neck and rolled her ass on the cushion.
"Ohh, you like me?" Annie asked in a tight whisper.
"My God, what a question!" Brad answered, stopping his fucking for a second and
looking at her in disbelief. Then he smiled, shaking his head from side to side. "You're
just trying to hold me back, eh? You want more excitement." His eyes narrowed,
making Annie shiver with a wild sexual thrill. When Brad did that he looked so much
like an animal about to rip out her throat! "Well, yeah, I like you because you're young,
you're hot, you're... tight! Real tight!"
The word "tight" made Annie shiver once more. He was fucking her again. He slowly
dragged his cock out of her cunt. Annie swore the insides of her body were being pulled
along with it. She could feel the walls of her pussy clasping and sucking in around the
ridged tip of his cock. Then Brad pushed in again. The thick, velvety cuntlips spread
apart for the invading dick.
"Ohhh!" Annie squirmed when he ground his groin against her crotch. Gradually the
big buck increased his fucking speed, hammering her after several seconds. Her plump
ass quivered with each thrust while her clit burned like a glowing coal. She dug her
heels against the cushion and shut her eyes tight.
"Uh! Uh! Unhhhhhh!" Annie cried with each fucking thrust. She heard his breathing
build in a way different from before. He was heading into his final round. The need to
shoot out his load was taking over. Annie bit her lower lip again until she could taste
blood. She shifted her thighs from side to side, squeezing her cuntlips hard around his
dick, milking it for all she was worth.
"Shit, damn it! Fuck, gonna... gonna..." Brad couldn't finish the sentence. His face was
twitching, flushed with blood as his eyes danced wildly in his head. Sweat coursed
down his cheeks while the veins stood out in his neck.
Annie knew she couldn't stop him now. He was kissing her roughly, peeling her lips
back over her teeth. Brad was hurting her a little. But at this point Annie didn't really
care. Her cunt throbbed. The flesh around her clit was glowing as more juice seeped
out from the bottom of her snatch and slicked down the coach's prick. Her ass bounced
on the couch as Brad's breathing became shallow and raspy. When she felt the powerful
ring of muscles around her cuntmouth clamp down hard on the big man's dick she
knew Brad had reached his limit and was going to shoot.
"Uhhhhh, Annie, baby!" He squirmed on top of her, his face twisted as if someone had
stuck a knife into his back. She could feel the steady pulsing and jerking of his cock as
Brad's nuts started unloading their jizz.
"OHHHHH!" Annie responded by dancing her ass wildly over the leather cushion, still
holding Brad's dickshaft hard with her aching cunt. She could feel herself starting to
cum now. She could feel the rushing, maddening tickles that made her clit turn a dark
red.
"NOW, baby, shoot it off NOW!" Brad yelled.
"Ohhhh!" Annie kicked her right leg up in the air, digging her fingernails into Brad's
hunching back. He was grunting like a maniac. Yes, oh, God, how wonderful! Her first
big cum and with her coach, the man of her fantasies, of her dreams! As her cum
peaked and bleached her mind white with lust Annie realized she was one of the
luckiest women in the world at that second!


Chapter 3

Annie felt as if she'd drifted away on a cloud. She moaned softly, rolling her head from
side to side. She was far away and dreamy. She felt as if the two of them had been
fucking forever. She smelled their sweat, tasted his spit drying on her lips. Above her
Brad was still trembling from his orgasm, an occasional moan coming from his mouth.
His face was buried in her hair. He was still stroking her tits, pinching her nipples
gently between his thumb and forefinger. Inside her slackening pussy Annie could feel
his cock still jerking. But the violent twitching and pumping motions were over.
Oh, God, it had been the best thing anyone had ever done to her!
"Fuck..." Brad said, inhaling deeply and stroking her sides.
It was a wonderful word. When he pronounced it Annie shivered with delight. She
wondered if the two of them would do this fun thing again soon.
"Ohhhh," Annie said in a shivery moan as Brad started pulling his dick out of her cunt.
"We'd better get out of here. The cleaning women come in around now, and sometimes
don't knock," Brad said in a whisper, glancing up at the wall clock over his desk.
Annie felt his hairy, hard-muscled body lift from hers. She felt his softened cockshaft
slide past her cuntlips and out. The blonde teen was empty now. Pushing her torso up
from the couch she looked down at her soaked pussy.
"God, I'm a mess!" There was a little blood smeared on the insides of both her thighs.
Annie swallowed with the last bit of excitement rippling through her.
"I don't think it would be smart for the two of us to be seen leaving together," Brad
said, opening the lower drawer of his desk and pulling out a towel. He handed it to
Annie, watching her with a smile as she wiped the sweat, cum and blood from her
body.
"No, I guess not," she said, almost in a trance. Her body felt strange, light, and yet
oddly fulfilled. The blonde wondered if her mother and father would see the change
that had taken place.
"I'd like to see you again... soon, Annie, if you think you could," Brad said, taking the
towel from the girl after she'd finished.
"Would you?" Annie asked, her eyes rounding with enthusiasm. "Oh, well, maybe I
won't be in the mood," she said, modifying her enthusiasm. Annie didn't want to
appear too anxious, sounding too much like a... whore. She lowered her eyes, batting
her long blonde lashes.
"The way you went for it just now? You'll be in the mood," Brad said, his hands on his
hips, laughing.
Annie knew he was right. She couldn't think of anything she wanted to do more right
now than fuck... fuck with Brad. After she'd felt that incredible fullness in her belly and
felt the itchy tickle explode in her raw clit Annie couldn't think of anything more wild,
anything better feeling than having Brad's dick reaming her out, spitting out its cum,
filling her twat with jizz! Oh, it was awful to be thinking things like that, she knew.
Annie's parents would have a fit if they knew what had happened and how their
daughter reacted to it. But the young teen couldn't help herself. She was a maturing
woman – hot, curious, sensuous, ready for any kind of sexual experience.
She slid her tennis shorts back on, then her bra and blouse. She felt so weak after what
had happened, so drained! Brad was dressing too, slipping his tight white shorts over
his hips, slipping his cock back into them and zipping up. When Annie thought of
Brad's dick and how it felt in her body the teen felt her cunt throbbing. Oh, would this
kind of feeling plague her the rest of her life? Fucking was one thing. But you just
couldn't be thinking about it all the time. Or could you?
"I'll see you tomorrow on the courts?" Brad asked as the girl bent down and picked up
her tennis racket. She could have played coy, not telling him just how anxious she was
to see him once more. But her excitement was too much for her to hide.
"Yes, tomorrow," Annie said almost breathlessly, opening the door and stepping out
into the deserted corridor. She closed the door softly behind her, glancing in the mirror
opposite. She looked the same – that perky face, her long blonde hair falling in soft
tangles over her shoulders, her white tapered legs, her full tits filling out her tight fitting
white tennis outfit. Yes, she looked the same. But she'd changed, oh so much! It wasn't
the same girl peering into that hall mirror now. She'd been fucked, royally fucked by
the clubhouse stud! She was a young woman now, initiated into all the rites of that
club.
Smiling at her image, Annie brushed a few stray blonde hairs from her face, turned and
walked slowly down the hall to the exit. She felt high, higher than she'd ever been in
her life! There was a kind of glow she was certain everyone could see when she walked
by. Oh, how would she fool her mother? Well, that was a problem she'd find a solution
to on the way home. Right now Annie just wanted to think about Brad and how
marvelous his body felt crawling on top of hers, pushing her deep into the soft leather
cushion of the couch, forcing her cunt open to his dick!
Annie stepped outside, still walking in her dream world. She passed by the new
construction, nearly stumbling into the large hole. She balanced herself using the racket
and regained her footing, noticing only now the workers who had been staring at her
earlier.
"Thanks," she said ironically, for the help none of them gave her.
"We thought you'd fly over the hole, you're so damned high."
"Hey, Mike, she sure is. Man, if you been fucked by that big stud you'd be high too."
"Shit, it's a miracle the little cunt can walk after gettin' plowed by his dick. I hear he's
as hung as a horse. That right, sweet tits?"
"Hell, she's walkin' bull-legged. Probably been hangin' her legs around his neck and
fucking like a mink. That right, baby?" the fourth worker said. All four of them were
leering at her, laughing, but at the same time staring at her as if she were their private
piece of meat.
"OH!" Annie cried in disgust, turning and walking briskly away from the four
construction workers. Her face burned with guilt and shame. She'd been found out, and
found out by those horrible men! When she turned on the courts toward the main
street Annie glanced up at the new pool, wanting to know if those four men were still
watching her. But they'd had their fun for the day. They were still there. Annie could
hear the sounds of hammers and muffled shouts. All were back at work, finishing up
their day. But they'd be back, watching her, making comments. As she left Annie set
her jaw and decided she had to tell someone about those men. Somebody had to get
them kicked out of the club.
But the young blonde did nothing. In the days following her initial fuck Annie sneaked
into Brad's office during the late afternoon, using another entrance and avoiding the
construction workers. During the week Annie and Brad fucked like two passionate
lovers, trying every position they could think of. From the reluctant virgin Annie
quickly turned into a hot, experienced young woman. Oh, how she loved Brad, loved
the way he used her, made her feel complete, satisfied! She found herself wandering
around the club hours after the two of them fucked, trying to bring herself back to
earth before she left for home. Her mother and father suspected nothing, although they
felt she was spending far too much time at the club practicing her tennis.
The first week passed without incident. It was during the middle of the second week
that Annie's ordeal began. Brad had told her Monday afternoon that he couldn't see her
until Wednesday evening. Nights were difficult for Annie to get away. Her parents were
suspicious of any activity happening in the evening.
"A girl need let down her defenses just once..." her mother said last week, "just once,
and a man sullies her forever."
"Mother, that's so outdated. This is the twentieth century. There are a lot–"
"I don't care what others are doing. Just because half the world is doing this filthy thing
is no reason for you or any girl like you to follow."
"It doesn't matter. It really doesn't. I think you have a dirty mind, Mother."
"You may think whatever you choose," she answered drily. "But I could never call you
my daughter if you were to lose your virginity before you marry."
Annie felt her throat go tight and dry. Her cunt throbbed as if on cue.
"You needn't worry about that, Mother," Annie answered, choking back a sob. She'd
begun to lie, lie to her mother the way she was sure her mother had been lying to her
in the past. There was nothing wrong with fucking, nothing wrong with feeling good
with a man. Her mother and father belonged to another age. Maybe those morals were
fine back then. But times and people change. It was with that attitude that Annie lied
once more, telling her mother advanced private lessons were starting soon. Brad and
some others were meeting at the club courts that Wednesday evening to discuss the
program. She didn't have to go, but if she wanted to have a say in matters... Annie's
mother wanted her daughter to be involved with all the social activities at the club. This
would be a chance for her to get in on the ground floor of a new program. As much as
she disliked having her daughter stay out in the evening, the woman finally agreed to
Annie's request. However, she'd drive her daughter to the club, then pick her up when
called. Annie felt guilty as she sat in her mother's car and they approached the club
grounds. Her own mother was driving her to her private rendezvous! Smiling in the
dark, Annie couldn't have those guilt feelings for long. She thought of Brad and what
they'd be doing in a few minutes. No, no, she didn't have those guilt feelings for long.
"Be sure and tell Mr. Farriday I said hello," her mother called out as Annie kissed her
on the cheek, then slid out of the car clenching her racket.
"I will, Mother." Annie ran up the stairs, past the new pool construction, not noticing
that the workers were still there, examining some of their handiwork by flashlight.
Running into the clubhouse Annie felt her pulse racing, her cunt tightening. In a few
seconds she'd be in Brad's arms, feeling his lips covering hers as his hands smoothed
down her sides and cupped her asscheeks. She reached the door, twisting the knob and
throwing it open. What the young girl found made her freeze in her tracks and let out a
loud gasp. "Annie, I..."
Brad was lying across the couch, stroking the tits of Pam Granger, one of her friends at
school. The young brunette was almost naked, her tennis shorts open and pushed down
to her knees and her panties rolled down to the tops of her cuntlips. The glistening
juices on her inner thighs told Annie the two of them had been going at it for some
time.
"Oh, you... you..." Annie blanched, her face quivering. She dropped the racket and held
her stomach. She felt sick, nauseated. He'd been fucking Pam all along, maybe several
others at the same time. And she'd been crazy enough to think she was the only one.
"I forgot about tonight. You're really early," Brad said stupidly, twisting his head
around and looking at the clock.
"I never want to see you again!" she screamed, holding onto the door as she felt the
room spinning around her. Oh, she'd given so much to him. And all along Brad was
laughing at her!
Annie ignored Brad's pleas as she turned around and ran down the corridor for the exit
door. She needed air! She felt as if she were suffocating!
"Hey, look who's comin' out," one of the workers said as the blonde teen stumbled out
into the night air.
Annie stopped by the door, holding onto the handrail and throwing back her head. She
gulped in lungfuls of air, fighting for mental and physical balance. She felt shamed,
humiliated, degraded by what she'd just seen. Oh, horrible, horrible! What she'd lost
for this minute! Annie felt her stomach turn over. She thought she was going to vomit!
"Sick, baby?" Mike called up.
"She's sick 'cause she caught her stud in the sack with another chick," the fourth man
shouted.
"Well, baby, you can't expect a man like that to hang around with one pussy, no matter
how good she is, can you?" the first man asked.
The words were finally reaching Annie. She looked at the four men below her, all
staring at her body, all licking their chops like wolves in front of a cornered lamb.
Suddenly an idea struck her. She'd show Brad, she'd show them all! So he thought she
could be used any way he wanted to use her? She'd fix him!
"I guess not," Annie answered back, wiping a stray tear away with one hand and
pushing herself back from the handrail. Arching her back and straightening her legs the
young woman stretched her tits against the tight white tennis outfit. She could almost
feel the sexual heat rising from those men's groins.
"We could take care of you, baby, better care than that old lady-fucker in there," Mike
said, moving in front of the others and staring up at her. She knew these men were
brutal, would abuse her in any way they chose. But she felt she needed that now –
something to punish herself, something to punish Brad and even her parents for what
she was going through now.
"Talk's cheap," Annie said, sucking in a deep breath. She'd committed herself now.
"This here's Jack," Mike said, pointing to a tall, lanky blond. "Over there's Bob, Doug
and I'm Mike. Baby, we can show you one hell of a good time if you're willin'..."
"I am," Annie answered after hesitating for a few seconds. Let her mother think
whatever she chose. She was going off with these four men. Let them do what they
wanted with her body!
"We got our truck over there, baby. Come on. We'll go to our place."
Annie pushed herself away from the handrail once more, stepping down to the
construction site and following Mike and Jack as they walked into the parking lot. She
wondered what Brad and Pam were doing now. Were they getting dressed, feeling
guilty about what had just happened? Or were they carrying on, fucking like minks,
making sure the door was locked from now on and not giving a damn about what she
was thinking or feeling?
"Right here, baby."
Annie found herself in an old pick-up. Mike drove while Jack and Doug sat next to her.
Bob sprawled out in back.
"We ain't had a good-lookin' cunt like you in a long time," Jack said, putting one hand
down on her right thigh and rubbing his fingers over her smooth flesh. Annie shrank
away, leaning against Mike as they pulled from the lot and headed toward the freeway.
"Hey, take it easy on her. She's one of the club members – a lady," Mike said, glancing
over at the young woman.
They all grew quiet as the truck headed north toward the farming outskirts. Having
calmed down a little, Annie began to regret her decision to go with these men. She
didn't know them at all. She could just as well have stood on a street corner and gone
home with a stranger! God only knew what these men were planning to do with her!
Annie's desire for revenge on the world started to melt away. Taking its place was cold,
hard fear.
"Where are we going?" Annie asked in a nervous voice.
"I said we had a place. It ain't much. We ain't been in town long – maybe three, four
months lookin' for work. We're outta New Orleans. Got this job just from luck. Got
you the same way, I guess."
"Hey, you a party girl or somethin'?" Jack asked, still trying to work his fingers into her
cunt. He was toying with the hem of her shorts now, slipping his fingers farther up her
outer thighs. Annie knew she shouldn't be acting the part of a reluctant young girl,
especially when she had actually encouraged those men to pick her up. But now, having
second thoughts, the blonde teenager once more shrank from Jack's advances.
"No, no," she stammered. At least Mike couldn't bother her yet. His hands were on the
wheel, struggling to keep the rattling old pick-up on the road.
"Lay off, I said," Mike commanded. His authority seemed to be absolute. "We'll be
there pretty soon and you can all fuck around then... me first," Mike said, turning
around and flashing his black eyes at the blonde teenager. Annie felt shivers run up and
down her spine. Looking at him was like staring at an animal. She was in trouble! Oh,
God, why had she done such a foolish thing and gone off with these men?
"There she goes, home."
Annie peered through the dirty windshield, pushing Jack's hand away once more as it
tried to snake under the legband of her tennis shorts. She saw an old farmhouse some
distance from the freeway, sitting on top of a small hill. It was surrounded on three
sides by a thick grove of trees. Several other farm buildings, including a barn with a
tumble-down silo, stood away from the living quarters.
"Not much, but we got it almost for nothin'. Now after this job we'll be able to move in
town and take in some of them hot bars all you cunts go to," Jack said, shoving his
fingers hard and fast up her right thigh. Annie squealed, twisting around in the seat and
trying to claw at the big man's face. Jack held her one arm with his free hand, moving
his head from side to side to avoid her curled fingers.
"Stop it!"
"Not 'til I feel some... yeah, good, hot snatch!"
Annie stiffened. She could feel his fingers curling around her left cuntlip, peeling it
back hard, making her cry out in pain. He was clawing her, tearing at her pussy! She
twisted around in the seat, bucking her ass up and clawing at the young man pawing
her.
"You two stop it! You tryin' to get us killed?" Mike cried, reaching over with his right
hand and punching his buddy hard on the shoulders. Jack cried out and pulled his
finger from under Annie's briefs. She moaned, shrinking away from the young blond
and almost hugging Mike.
"When you get a load of what he wants to do to you, you ain't gonna think he's so
great," Jack said.
Annie shivered. Her ordeal had begun.


Chapter 4

"It ain't much, but it's home."
Annie stepped into the shack. There was dirt all over. In the living room a layer of dust
seemed to be on everything. A smell, almost animal, hung like a filthy perfume in the
air.
"Bedroom's upstairs," Jack said, leering at the trembling girl.
Annie turned around and looked at the four men. They were standing in front of the
door, staring at her, rubbing their bulging groins. Oh, what horrors had she let herself
in for?
"I... I think I want to go home," Annie stammered. Yes, home, home to her mother,
away from men, away from what they did to her!
"Hey, the little shit wants to go home. No way, baby. You said you wanted to play and
we took you to the playground. Now you're gonna fork over," Mike said, reaching
down and unbuckling his belt. The others did the same.
"Oh please, don't..." She watched them pull their shirts from their loosened Levi's and
unbutton them, shrugging them off their shoulders and exposing their thick-muscled
chests and bellies.
"You had that choice a while back, baby. Now you're gonna play our game."
Annie's eyes widened as she stepped back. When her ass and calves touched something
the girl stiffened, her shoulders shrugging up while her head twisted around. It was a
dog – a large, black and white German shepherd. The young girl, always having been
terrified of large animals, let out a sharp cry of fear and stepped forward.
"He ain't gonna hurt you – long as you cooperate with us," Mike said, grabbing the
blonde teen by the wrist and hauling her over to him. She let out another cry when she
fell against his chest. She could smell his dirty flesh, his hot crotch. His hands were all
over her. Then there were other hands, hands pawing her ass, her crotch, her tits, her
sides.
They were on top of her like flies on meat, each man copping feels. Her tits jiggled as
she felt them opening her blouse, finally tearing it from her body and throwing it away
like an old rag. Someone was fumbling with her bra strap while Jack... it had to be
Jack... pulled down on her tennis shorts, finally ripping open the front zipper and
sliding the garment down her legs. She was almost naked. Someone was rubbing her
panties into her asscrack, into her cunthole. There was laughing mixed with heavy
breathing. She could feel somebody's cock pressing hard against her right thigh.
Already they were peeling their clothes off, stripping down in front of her, waiting for
her to perform like an experienced party girl.
"Mmmmmm, good tits!" Mike growled, stepping in front of the girl once more. His
Levi's had slid down to his knees. Glancing down Annie saw he was almost as big as
Brad, maybe even a little thicker! His dick stuck out from his belly like a torpedo.
Hunching forward he drove the fat, drooling head against the dark spot behind her
white nylon panties. Annie grunted, feeling the silky material pushed into her hole. The
big man was holding her boobs, squeezing them cruelly in his big, callused hands,
pinching her nipples until Annie snapped her head back and let out a cry of pain.
"Whattsa matter, baby? You wanted this kind of party. Man, you got it, and got it
good!" Mike said, hooking one leg behind her and drawing her even closer.
"Hey, you gonna hog her all to yourself?" Bob said, shoving his Levi's down and
stroking his dick with his right hand while pawing Annie's asscheeks.
"You'll all get your fuckin' chances. But I'm the leader around here. Besides, we're
gonna leave her cunt for later. Right now I wanna see just how that pretty little mouth
feels around my cock."
Annie's eyes rounded and her jaw dropped. Mouth? Cock?
"Sure, baby. You ever hear the words 'givin' head'?"
Annie shook her head violently from side to side. Yes, she'd heard of the phrase and
knew what it meant. Queers did that sort of thing. Brad had even hinted that she try it
out with him. But when she refused so violently he dropped the subject and went on
fucking her as usual.
"Sure, I'll bet you never heard of it. You and your fuckin' tennis boyfriend probably
went at it sixty-nine. You're gonna try it with me now."
Annie struggled helplessly in his tight grip, her blonde hair splashing across her face
and shoulders. He was pushing her down to the floor.
"Come on, you guys. Help me with this little bitch," he growled.
Annie felt hands on her shoulders, her ass, her waist. There were men all around her
pulling her down to the floor, forcing her to her knees in front of Mike. As she slid
down, her fingers digging at the big man's chest and lower belly, Annie cried out with
fear and revulsion. She couldn't imagine taking a man's dick in her mouth! To taste
that horrible stuff, to have it shooting down her throat! No, no, that awful white cum
would strangle her, choke her!
"Down, baby, down in the dirt where you belong – like all them other cunts who think
they're so fuckin' good," Mike growled.
Annie felt her knees touch the filthy carpet covering the living room floor. The dust in
the air, the foul smell hanging in the house, the odor of Mike's hot, sweaty groin
triggered something in the blonde teen's mind. She was being defiled, degraded by
these men. They were going to do everything they could to humiliate her. And as much
as that idea made her tremble with fear and anger something deep inside her responded
positively. She felt her pussy actually getting moist, growing hot and tight as she knelt
helplessly in front of Mike's twitching cock.
"Open that fuckin' mouth and take my dick or I'll rip every fuckin' hair off your
goddamned head."
Annie sobbed, looking up pleadingly at the big man and realizing there was nothing
she could do but obey.
"What you're asking me to do is..."
"Nobody's askin' you to do anything, babe. I'm tellin' you to squat down there and
suck me off. I'm gonna feel your fuckin' mouth around my dick whether you like it or
not."
Annie could tell Mike was enjoying this scene. He loved watching her humiliated in
this way, cringing at his feet, begging him for a mercy he had no intention of showing.
With a hard swallow the young girl opened her mouth a little, her eyes trained on that
fat dickhead. It was so fat, so large, Annie was sure her jaw would break when she tried
to take it in her mouth.
"Man, baby, I ain't got all night!"
Annie cried out as she felt Mike's hands wrap around the back of her skull and shove
her face into his groin. His wiry cockhairs tickled the insides of her nostrils. She
smelled the powerful aroma of the big man's crotch. Annie could feel his cock sliding
over her right cheek, the fat bulbous tip brushing her ear. He groaned, working his
crotch across her face, sliding his balls over her chin. Annie pulled up her hands and
pressed them hard against his powerful thighs. She pushed her knees back, trying
desperately to get away from him.
But Mike held on tightly, threatening to crush her head if she didn't stop struggling.
"Now let's get that pretty little mouth open."
With that he backed up, dragging his dick over her face. Annie closed her eyes, pursing
her lips tightly together in defiance if the big man. Mike didn't care. Squeezing his
muscular asscheeks together he hunched forward, pressing the slick cockhead against
her lips.
Annie groaned, the cords sticking out on her neck. She could taste something salty,
something bleachy oozing past her lips and into her mouth. It made her want to
swallow! The silken touch of his dickhead excited her strangely. In spite of her
revulsion and fear Annie wanted to open her mouth up just a little. What would it feel
like having that fat cock reaming out her mouth? Why did men insist on having
women suck them like that? All these questions whirled around in the girl's brain as
Mike rocked back and forth, shoving the dickhead harder against her lips.
"Open up!" he commanded, pressing his fingertips hard against the sides of her head.
Annie groaned, her lips relaxing for a second. That was all Mike needed. With a
powerful hunch he slipped his cockhead into her mouth, telling her if she tried
something funny like biting him he'd make sure she'd never hear again.
Annie had no intention of fighting back now. She knew it would be useless. All her
hopes lay in the fact he'd shoot off soon. Without his sexual drive he'd be easier to
handle.
"Yeah, shit, yeah!"
Annie felt his cockhead pressing against her front teeth. Slowly slackening her lower
jaw the young blonde teenager opened her mouth, drawing her front teeth well up
behind her lips as the long, fat cock slipped over her tongue and wormed toward her
throat.
"Get that tongue goin', honey. I wanna feel your damned tongue around my dick. Lick
that rod, baby. Lick and suck it at the same time," Mike groaned. His fingertips pressed
harder against her skull.
Annie tried to swallow but found the cock blocking most of her throat. He was
jamming the full length of his prick into her mouth, rubbing his groin against her face.
Desperately, the blonde teenager tried to push him away. She couldn't breathe! His
crotch was pressed tightly against her nose; his dick was jammed down her throat.
Annie let out a whimper, tilting her head back, trying to dislodge the drooling cock-rod
blocking her air passage.
Finally Mike eased back slightly. The bulge in front of her throat disappeared. Almost
coughing, the young teenager gasped for air. Spit oozed down the sides of her chin and
dribbled to the floor. Her face was flushed beet red as Annie felt the big man's balls
slap hard against her chin. Mike was moving his hips from side to side, making her
cheeks bulge out with his stirring cock.
"Man, the little bitch gives fuckin' good head," he grunted, moving his fingertips up
and down the sides of her head. Annie's knees hurt as they scraped along the dirty
carpeting. She felt her tits jiggle back and forth from the force of Mike's mouth-fucking
blows. He was pile-driving his dick into her mouth, looking down through glazed eyes,
watching his cock disappear between the young blonde's wet, stretched lips.
Annie felt violated. No one she ever knew had admitted to having taken a cock like this
before. And the taste! It was strangely good. It made her pussy grow all hot and wet
and tight!
"Fuck, now, baby, now!"
Annie could feel his dick jerking between her slick cheeks. The flow of jizz increased,
making her swallow so many times her throat was coated with spunk. She rolled her
eyes up and saw Mike's body twitching and swaying from side to side. The big man's
head was thrown back, his eyes closed and his mouth drawn into a tight scar. Sweat
rolled down his face, chest and belly while his chest heaved mightily up and down. His
flat, hard belly muscles quivered. Annie knew he was right on the brink of orgasm, just
about to dump his load into her mouth. Inhaling deeply the young, blond teen readied
herself for the flood.
It came with a vengeance. Annie felt her throat suddenly doused with a shot of his cum.
It spattered against the girl's tonsils, dribbling down toward her belly. Then another
wad spurted out of his dickhead, washing her mouth out. Annie tried not to swallow
the strange-tasting stuff. But Mike held her too closely to his belly, ramming his
dickhead back down her throat. The young woman coughed and gagged, pressing her
hands against his legs and trying to pull away. But as before, all resistance was futile.
She might just as well have saved her strength for her later ordeals. Wad after thick, hot
wad of cum shot down her throat, coating her belly with the slick jizz.
When Mike felt the final spasms die down in his dick the big man pulled away,
smoothing his fingertips over the sides of Annie's face.
"That was real nice, baby. You give good head. Sure you ain't done this before?"
Annie couldn't answer that kind of question. She wasn't going to respond to these
animals at all! She knew they were only out to taunt her, to humiliate her. It was bad
enough that she couldn't physically fight them off. They would never get into her mind!
"She ain't the talkative kind," Bob said, scratching his balls through his Levi's.
"Maybe she's the groanin' kind. Come on, let's have at 'er," Jack said, reaching down
for the trembling blonde teenager.
Annie was doubled over, holding her stomach and spitting out the mixture of cum and
spit fouling her mouth. Tears rolled down her cheeks while she gasped for breath. Then
suddenly, the young woman felt hands grabbing for her once more, pawing her naked
body. Never before had she felt so vulnerable. Still gagging, the young woman was
drawn roughly up to her feet.
"Man, who wants to kiss her now? Sheeit, might as well give Mike a blowjob as kiss
her," Jack said, wrinkling up his nose, then reaching down and slapping the girl's butt
hard with the flat of his hand.
"OH!" Annie cried, her eyes widening with the sharp thwack against her ass. She spun
around, facing her attacker.
"It's all around you, baby," Bob said, drawing his right hand back and whacking the
young woman hard across the ass.
Annie cried out again, spinning around while covering her asscheeks with both hands.
Her big tits swung out, then jounced on her chest from her movements. The men
watched her boobs roll back and forth, the nipples still red and stiff from the
excitement of the blowjob she'd just given Mike, an excitement Annie refused to admit
to herself... yet.
"Here you are, babes, somethin' to heat up that ass. Like she needs to heat it up," Mike
added, slapping her jiggling asscheeks again and again with both hands.
They all went after the whining girl, forming a tight circle while hitting her on the ass,
the thighs, back, even her tits. Large red marks appeared on her flesh, making her skin
flush. Annie's brain pun around wildly. She had nowhere to run. Wherever she
stumbled there was a man waiting or her, hitting her open-handedly on some part of
her body. Mike gripped her shoulders from behind, pushing her hard against Jack. The
big man caught her and jammed two fingers into her cunt hole, twisting them around
and making her cry out with surprise and terror.
"Good and fuckin' hot," he said, throwing her back across the room towards his
buddies. Annie stumbled, her arms flailing back as she managed to regain her balance.
Brushing away her long blonde hair from her face she stared at the collection of sex
hungry construction workers. Fear overwhelmed her. Mike was coming toward her
again. She turned away, clutching her throat protectively.
"Hey, baby, come on and grab hold of my dick," Bob said, unzipping his Levi's quickly
and reaching into the tight pants. Annie watched with horror as the young man pulled
out a long, skinny dick and waved it threateningly at her. She shrank a way, hunching
her shoulders forward and half turning back toward Jack, "Go over to him – go over
and suck him, feel it," Mike ordered, raising his right fist threateningly over his head.
Annie flinched, running back toward the big worker's buddies. Her tits bobbed, her
asscheeks, belly and thighs jiggled. Gooseflesh puckered up her skin all over her body.
Annie felt a warm trickle of something on her thigh and knew automatically that she
was pissing on herself. Oh, God, she couldn't even control her own bodily functions!
What was happening to her? They were turning her into a pitiable animal, an animal
that couldn't help itself! The men were all around her, laughing at her, calling her
names, hitting her shoulders, her back, her ass. She spun around, her face a mask of
pain and terror. She was confused, uncertain of which way to run. Was there any way
to run? Wherever she looked there was a man leering at her, a hand raised, ready to
come down across some sensitive spot of her body. They were toying with her, playing
with her the way a cat plays with a mouse. The cold terror gripping her mind nearly
made the girl pass out.
"Hey, baby, come on, play with me the same way you played with Mike," Bob said,
reaching out and grabbing a handful of the blonde's hair. Annie shrieked, her eyelids
fluttering as the pain in her scalp increased. He held her tightly, pulling her down,
down onto the floor. She was facing him, smelling his sweaty, dirty groin. Oh God,
how she wanted to vomit, to bite off that threatening cock rubbing against her cheek.
"Gimme head, good head," Jack said, stepping behind her and crouching down,
rubbing his balls and dick over the top of her head. He grabbed a handful of her hair
and rubbed it over his dick, throwing back his head and moaning about how good and
soft it felt.
"Shit, you gonna fuck hair? I'll get her cunt. Fuck the blowjob!" Jack said suddenly,
pushing his buddy off Annie's head, then throwing the young girl back. She hit her
head hard against the carpeted living room floor. Her legs sagged apart while she
moaned in pain and confusion.
"You wanna fuck her in the snatch, man, you fuck her there now," Mike said
warningly.
Jack looked up, then threw himself onto her belly. Annie felt him prying her legs apart
with his rough fingers. She shut her eyes and rolled her head. It was rape, pure and
simple. Tears oozed from under her eyelids while she felt bile rising in her throat. Her
jaw tightened while the young woman gritted her teeth tightly together. In spite of what
this man was doing to her she could feel spasms of lust ripping through her belly,
radiating down to her pussy.
The big man's dick slid quickly through the mass of tangled blonde cunthair, shoving
hard against her outer labes. Then his cockshaft was burrowing through her cunt,
forcing her pussy walls apart, drilling down, down into the velvety depths of her snatch.
The force of Jack's rape sent shock waves through her cunt, making her head throb and
her mind numb.
"Fuck, she's into it. Don't let her fool you," Mike said, watching Annie start to move
her ass from side to side.
Oh yes, yes, she couldn't help herself! That was the horror of it. She was really into it,
fucking him back as hard as he fed her his dick. Was the monster outside, or was a
more terrifying one slowly awakening inside her whirling brain?


Chapter 5

Jack was all the way in her cunt, hunching his dick up to its fat base. His hands pawed
the young teen's tits while his legs held her pinned to the carpet. Slamming into her
harder and faster he stretched her pussy wide open, making her grunt like a pig with
each powerful forward thrust.
"Uh! Unnngh! Uh!" Annie cried. Through the glaze over her eyes the young blonde
saw the other men standing over her, grinning at her dilemma. Oh, how she hated
them, hated herself for the undeniable pleasurable feeling that was starting to build up
in her cunt. In spite of this humiliation, in spite of this act's brutality Annie felt
something good, hot and wet happening to her cunt. While Jack rode her, greedily
pawing her tits and cunt, Annie tightened up, clutching her snatch at his corkscrewing
dick. He started panting harder as Annie started matching his pistoning. They collided
over and over as the cry escaping Annie's throat became one of ecstasy and sexual
greed. Soon the young blonde teen found herself holding on to Jack tightly, pulling him
over her tits, working her chest against his. Oh, how good it felt to impale her cunt on
his hard, thick cock.
"FUCK!"
The first squirts of cum burned into her pussy. Annie's eyes rolled up in her head as
she kicked her legs high and scissored them around his neck. She pounded his upper
back with her heels, writhing her shoulders over the carpet and rolling her head from
side to side. She held on as the big construction worker drove forward, screwing his
cock up her slit and pumping out the last of his jizz. Annie could feel the white spunk
oozing out of her hole, wetting down the crack between her asscheeks. Jack groaned
and panted, finally relaxing his body on top of hers and smoothing his fingers slowly
over her sides.
"Jesus, she's a goddamned wild woman," he commented, flexing his ass and thighs and
sliding his softened dick out. The head slapped against her thighs. Pushing away and
rising unsteadily to his feet, Jack hitched up his Levi's. He chuckled to himself as he
looked down at the girl still sprawled on the carpeting. "Good, tight cunt, though!
Yeah, good and tight."
"We'll see just how good and tight you think she is after tonight," Mike commented,
clapping his hands together. Annie started, her body stiffening at the sudden loud
noise. When she saw that it was only the big worker's hands clapping, she nearly burst
out laughing at her response. Then a movement caught her attention. The dog! She'd
seen him earlier. She'd nearly stumbled over him when they were teasing and hitting
her before. Now he trotted over to the big man towering in front of her . His bushy tail
swished slowly from side to side while Mike took the animal's head in his hands and
stroked it slowly. Annie sat up, covering her tits protectively with both arms. Whatever
was happening, she was sure it would involve her.
"This here's Max. Picked him up just outside New Orleans when we were leavin'.
Somebody run him over, broke one of his hind legs. We got him to a vet, took care of
him, now he does any damned thing we want," Mike said, rolling his eyes up and
staring meaningfully at Annie for a second, then looking back down at the whining
German shepherd.
Annie realized the men were stepping back, leaning against tables or sitting down on
chairs as if there was going to be a show. When Mike scratched the big dog's head and
back hard, then stood up and turned the animal toward her, the young blonde teen
realized the show was going to be her!
"Oh, don't let him hurt me!" she whimpered, her forehead wrinkling with fear and her
eyes rounding with terror. Annie dropped one hand to her butt and pushed back,
scooting away from the large dog. A growling sound made her white flesh break out
into goosepimples. Still feeling the cum oozing from her slit Annie retreated slowly
from the animal, keeping her eyes riveted on him.
She touched something! It was the wall, the end of the escape line for her! Desperately,
the young woman looked from side to side as the dog advanced. His powerful head
dropped low while his brown eyes rolled up and stared at her. She could see his sides
heaving in and out while the short fur around his neck stood on end. His long pink
tongue rolled out one side of his mouth, dripping with spit. That powerful set of
crisscrossed teeth, that growl, that thick black and white fur standing on end, all meant
the animal was excited, going after her like a wolf stalking its prey! Annie drew one
hand to her throat! That was where animals usually attacked! The throat! Already she
could feel his sharp fangs slipping into her flesh, tearing her to pieces in front of these
mocking men!
And yet the big animal made no move to indicate he was out to kill her. He stopped
inches in front of her right foot, his body trembling with excitement. Yet he didn't
make a move. Annie shivered with terror, wanting to scream down the walls and yet
afraid to make a sound. Her throat was so tight it hurt while her chest rose and fell
with every deep breath she took. She could feel her scalp crinkling with the rising
excitement. What was he going to do? Or, more importantly, what were the men going
to have him do?
"Feed."
The word pronounced so simply by Mike sent lightning bolts of horror through Annie's
mind. Only now as the German shepherd dropped his head even lower and advanced
did the young teen realize what they had in store for her!
"Oh, God, no, NOOOO!"
Max brushed past her foot, his fur tickling her flesh. Annie shivered again, drawing the
leg away then tucking it fast under her taut little ass. Thai move peeled her cuntlips far
apart. It was exactly what the animal had hoped for. With a loud bark he plowed
forward, shoving his cold snout hard against her furry pussy.
Annie's eyes popped out while her back stiffened. She let out a series of dry coughs. She
opened her mouth and tried to scream as Max twisted his head around, pushing his
pointed snout a half-inch into her cunt. But the only thing coming out were more
choked cries, dry whispers.
"Man, looks like she can't stand it!" Bob commented.
"Give her time. She turns on like a fuckin' blast furnace when she gets something
inside her. Don' matter much what the fuck it is," Mike commented wryly.
This was awful! She finally managed to get control of her spinning mind and jerk both
arms for ward. She shoved the growling animal away, straightening both her legs,
folding one over the other to protect her pussy. The dog wasn't going to rip her to
pieces. He wanted to lick her off, get at her cunt! She'd heard of stories about men who
made women do this kind of thing at stag parties! Looking briefly at the four big
construction workers sitting and standing around the shabby living room, Annie was
sure that was what they had in mind. They were throwing a kind of stag party for
themselves with her as the star attraction.
"OH!"
The big dog wasn't put off easily. She felt his nose bumping against her calves. He was
trying to spread apart her legs with his snout.
"NO!" Annie cried, slapping downward. But the dog ducked back, snapping at her
fingers and making her cry out with real fear. Maybe he wasn't going to tear her to
pieces but apparently he wasn't above biting her when he couldn't get his way!
"Better let 'im in," Mike advised.
"No, oh NOOO!" Annie cried. She rolled her head, closing her eyes when she felt the
dog's nose slide between her thighs and bump against her cunt mound again. She
didn't try to stop him. The sound of his warning growl and his snapping teeth was
enough for her. She didn't want to get hurt, to feel his fangs ripping her flesh. Let them
do what they would with her! Annie just wanted to walk away from this horror alive
and in one piece!
Sensing the girl's submission Max licked her freely. He backed away, lapping at her
toes, then at her calves, then up behind her knees. Annie shivered, feeling the strange
hot, rough sensation of the animal's tongue wetting her down. Her flesh grew hot while
the evaporating spit cooled her. It was a strange contrast, a contrast exciting the hell out
of her cunt! Oh God, it felt... it felt... so strange, so wonderful Annie couldn't admit it
to herself. No, no, she didn't know what she was doing. Those men, the beating she'd
received from them and then that brutal rape, it all had to have something to do with
what was happening inside her body!
"Ohhhh!" Her shoulders were shaking. She felt so weak, as if she were drifting in a
beautiful, golden cloud. She was panting, panting almost as heavily as the dog. How
could she become so excited with him, especially after what had just happened to her?
Her cunt was still raw and aching from the fucking. And yet, and yet...
"Horrible, horrible..." The words trailed off into a series of deep breaths. There was a
swelling ball of sexual heat in her belly. She worked her fingers over the filthy
carpeting, feeling her nipples stiffen. Oh, they were aching to be rubbed again, to be
sucked by someone! Could this be happening to her? Could she actually be feeling
these horrible sensations while a filthy animal was licking her legs, coating her lower
body with his spit? Annie sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard, tasting blood. Yes,
she had to punish herself! She had to pay for those wonderful feelings ripping her cunt
to pieces!
When she cried out again the blonde teen was surprised that her voice sounded to
small, so far away. In fact, even the catcalls from the men sounded far away. And how
she could smell herself! Oh yes, yes, she was turning on to the lapping animal. She
could smell the musky pussy juice that seemed to seep from her snatch without end. It
was as if she hadn't touched herself or had a man touch her for years! All her youthful
sexual energy was exploding suddenly in a white blast, burning her clit, her pussy, her
tits!
"OHHHhhhh!" Annie cried out in a shuddering moan. The dog's tongue lolled up and
down her inner thighs, now lapping noisily at her crotch.
She felt her cuntlips being caressed by the shepherd's snout, the short fur tickling the
sensitive flesh separating her outer and inner labes. Annie shifted her ass on the floor,
rocking from side to side, making her pussylips rub against one another with that
movement. Oh, how good it all felt! She couldn't believe she was doing this, turning on
to Max, actually helping him lick her off. But yes, yes, it was what she wanted. Oh, it
was the only thing she wanted right now!
"Ummmmmmm!" There was a sudden, scalding pressure as his powerful tongue lapped
across the tip of her clit. Annie cried out, her lower jaw slackening. Drool hung down
in strings from either corner of her mouth. She jerked her knees up, then let them sag
wide apart, peeling back her cuntlips farther and exposing more slick hollows and folds
of her pussy. Max growled low in his throat and braced his paws on the carpet as he
pressed in. Annie's body trembled again. He was licking her clit over and over again,
petting it, slathering it down with his hot doggie spit! Annie continued to bite down
hard on her lip.
"Man, she's goin' for it now," Jack commented, stroking his cock through his pants and
remembering just how tight she'd felt. He was surprised at how quickly Annie had
turned on to the big animal.
"Max can taste your cum, man. That's why he's gettin' so hot," Mike added.
Fucked by a stranger, then cleaned up by this dog! Annie thought of that for a second
and felt a shudder of excitement tear through her. The dog was pressing harder against
her. She felt the cheeks of her ass pressing against the wall. No, no, she couldn't let this
happen to her! In spite of those wonderful feelings Max was drawing from her, she
couldn't let herself willingly be taken by a... dog!
And yet Annie couldn't make him stop. She raised her hand and tried several times to
knock him away. But he always ducked, or her aim was so poor she only hit herself.
"Oh, God!" Max concentrated on her clit now, raking his tongue up and down the tiny
sex spindle, making it swell and grow hard, making her cunt run with juices. Annie
danced her ass over the carpeting, feeling her pussy juice run down her ass crack and
down into her shitter! Her tits jiggled with each violent move she made. Oh, god, she
was going to cum soon with the dog! How could she ever face anyone, even herself, if
she were to let that happen? No, no, she couldn't! With another cry Annie gathered all
her strength and shoved her hands hard against the German shepherd, pushing him
roughly away from her pussy.
The animal growled, twisting his head and snapping his powerful jaws at her wrists.
Annie managed to keep her hands away from his teeth, rolling over on her belly and
trying to crawl... somewhere, anywhere, any place away from that horrible animal!
But Max was relentless, pursuing her like a maniac. She felt him on top of her again,
his forepaws braced on her upper thighs. He was nuzzling at her ass, pushing his cold
snout between her tightly clenched legs and shoving up. When he touched her cunt the
young woman screamed again, rolling back on her ass and beating him with her fists.
"OH!"
Max snapped at her hands again, this time nipping the right little finger.
"Keep it up, baby, and you won't have any fingers to play with yourself at night," Mike
said, his comment setting the others off laughing.
Annie drew back the injured hand, sucking on her finger while trying to keep her pussy
away from the dog. But it was impossible. He was licking at her again, wetting her
thighs, her belly, her chest. Oh, God, could she deny the sensations he was making her
feel in her cunt?
With another groan Annie moved slightly to the left, lowering her torso until she was
resting on her elbows, watching the German shepherd work on her. Her pussy ached
soooo much from all the fucking and here was that dog licking it for her. Oh, how
wonderfully soothing it was to feel his tongue all over her snatch! He was exciting her
as well as taking away the raw ache all that fucking had produced. She shoved her
cuntmouth against his snout once more. Annie felt as if she were losing her mind!
"Ohhhh no, please, please get away from me," Annie groaned. But getting the dog off
her was the last thing she wanted. Yes, let him do what he pleased with her! She
deserved it, deserved getting defiled by this animal for all the feelings she had
experienced in the past few weeks. Her old moral training rose from the back of her
mind, condemning her to a life of depravity for her sins with Brad.
"Man, he's hungry for cunt!"
Max was hungry for her pussy meat, reaming out her pussy as if his nose were a file.
She felt the dog's tongue exploring higher along the insides of her thighs. He was
lapping at her pussy, flicking the bloated lips with the tip of his tongue, then drawing
back and concentrating on her upper thighs! Oh, he was teasing her cruelly, driving her
up, up toward climax only to bring her back down by moving away from her snatch
and going back to her legs.
"Th... there!" Annie cried, kicking one leg out and fanning out her toes. He grunted
with excitement and lunged at the glistening surfaces of her snatch, peeled open as the
girl spread her thighs more widely apart.
The dog went crazy. He gouged his claws against her thighs and stuck his snout up and
down. The sensation of the short fur around his pointed nose rubbing against her slick
pussy folds drove her crazy. She could feel herself spinning upward toward a wild
climax. Yes, yes, how wonderfully awful it was going to be to cum with that dog! What
a sexual horror that would be, cumming with Max, climaxing with that wonderful,
damned German shepherd!
"Man, I think she's gonna make it now!" Bob said.
The others watched closely, staring at Annie as if she were a biology specimen. They
were fascinated by this young blonde teenager wriggling and panting on the floor only
a few feet in front of them. The sight of that big black and white dog crouching over
her, covering her twisting white body, drilling his tongue into her blonde, wet pussy
was exciting them more than if she had taken them on one at a time and given the best
head they'd ever had! They watched as her body glistened with a mixture of sweat and
doggie spit, as her tits jiggled from her jerky movements on the floor, as her cuntlips
swelled and turned a dark red from the blood rushing to her snatch.
"Oh, my God, GODDDDDD!" Annie cried, her eyeballs rolling up into her head. She
dragged herself back, falling on to the floor and digging her fingertips deep into the
dirty piling of the carpet. She was cumming, a slow, agonizing cum. The pulsing itch in
her cunt got worse, dragging life from her. She rocked her hips from side to side,
adding to the friction created by the still-lapping animal. Oh, how wonderful it all felt.
The entire world seemed sucked into her pussy. She knew it would all be crashing in
soon, tumbling down as her pussy walls collapsed in a wild orgy of orgasmic spasms.
"Cum, cummmmm..." The word sounded so beautiful! Annie rocked her thighs,
inching her knees together, rubbing the insides of her legs against the dog's hot, furry
sides. His hair tickled her flesh, sent her cunt throbbing harder, faster. Annie dug her
shoulders into the carpeting, wallowing on the floor while she let out an earsplitting
shirk of ecstasy.
"Fuck, they'll hear her over in town," Jack said, clapping his hands over his ears. The
others were watching the girl too closely to joke.
"Cum, cum..." she gasped, one hand slipping down her belly, clutching at the tight mat
of her cunt hairs. She tugged up, adding to the wild sensation of the dog's tongue
licking and lapping at her spasming pussy. Her fingers were icy, trembling with delight
as thrilling spasms of lust rocked her body. She rolled from side to side, hunching up
her knees into a fetal position and trapping the dog's handsome head between her legs.
Max whined through his nose, trying to stick more of his snout into her hole. Oh, how
wild it felt to have his tongue plowing in the mushy heat of her cunt!
"It's wild, man. She's goin' outta her fuckin' mind," Mike said, licking the spit off his
lips. A dark stain started forming where the tip of his cock pressed against his Levi's.
"Oh, it's so good, sooooo good... it's going to kill meeeee..." Annie tossed and thrashed
on the floor, her long hair splashing across her face as she hugged the dog with her
thighs, drawing his snout, deeper into her hole. Such an awful, terrible thing she was
doing! And yet, how could she deny the firestorm raging in her pussy, burning up into
her belly, wrapping her flesh in wild, throbbing thrills of orgasm.


Chapter 6

Annie rested against the couch, her eyes tightly closed and her arms pressed against her
sides. A few tears oozed from under her lashes and rolled down her cheeks. The young
woman felt as though she had been dragged through fouled mud. What a horror she
had committed! Even now, as she sat there naked in front of these men, she could feel
her cunt still pulsing, feel the big German shepherd's paws digging against her thighs
while his tongue lapped inside her pussy. Oh, how eager she'd been to hunch back
against his digging snout! How she whimpered through her nose and embraced that
furry animal with her knees when he lapped up her hot, flowing pussy juices! And now
the shame, the guilt washing over her like a tidal wave! Annie let out a groan and rolled
her head to one side, sucking in her lower lip and fighting back the desire to cry. When
would these men let her go? She'd gone with them to get back at Brad, to punish him
for playing her for a fool! And now she was trapped, held prisoner by these
construction workers until they were through with her.
"She's nothin' but a fuckin' slut! She ain't so hot, now we got her away from her
goddamned country club. Her and her fuckin' friends, all with money, prancin' their
tight little asses around us, laughing at us..." Mike couldn't finish the sentence. He
stared hard at the trembling young blonde, wiping the spit from his lips with the back
of one hand.
"Yeah, yeah," Jack said, laying one hand on his buddy's shoulder. "We'll show her... her
and all the others like her."
"Get her away from me now. Man, I'm so fuckin' mad I could sic that fuckin' dog on
her again," Mike said.
Annie trembled. No, no, she couldn't go through it with that dog again!
"Doug, you ain't done much 'cept jack off when she was gettin' licked off back there.
Take her to the shed and watch her. We'll be out in a second. Hey, bitch, clean up!"
Mike shouted.
Jack threw the young teenager a filthy towel. Annie felt it hit her face, then tumble
down to her snatch. She was to clean up, clean up as if she were some kind of animal
who had wandered in dirty, much to the disgust of its owners!
Keeping her eyes lowered she did as she was told, wiping the stale pussy juice and spit
from her thighs and belly, then neatly folding the rag and laying it to one side on the
floor. She rose, feeling shamed in front of these horrible men. Her nakedness made her
face burn with embarrassment as she tried covering both her tits and cunt with her
hands.
Jack jerked one hand out and slapped her rudely on the ass. Annie squealed, her body
jerking and her head twitching. But the young girl kept on moving, feeling the warmth
on her asscheeks radiate up to her tits and down to her cunt. Even in her shame and
fear Annie could feel her pussy responding to the blow.
"Outside," Doug said. He had been the most quiet of the four, standing in the
background, his fiery red hair combed neatly behind his rather large ears. Annie looked
over one shoulder as she opened the door and stepped out into the warm night air.
Maybe he'd be kind. Maybe he wouldn't abuse her as the others had. She needed a
friend. Even here the young blonde hoped she could find one.
But that was impossible. Doug was quiet, but cut from the same dirty cloth as the
others. They had gone several feet from the house when she felt a hand on her left
shoulder. He was turning her around, digging his fingers into her flesh. His touch told
Annie she could expect no mercy from him.
"You took care of Jack back there. I'm gonna ram my dick down your throat. If you
choke on it, that's your fuckin' problem."
"No!" Annie gasped, remembering how strange Jack's dick felt in her throat, the odd
sensations it gave her when it jerked and twitched between her cheeks, and how odd his
cum felt and tasted as it spattered against the back of her throat!
She stared at the tall, thin redhead. In the moonlight she could see his gaunt, wiry
frame. How different he was from the others who were so broad shouldered and thick
muscled. He looked more like a farm boy.
"Like hell you won't. I'm not gonna be the one left out this time. You're gonna suck
and suck good or I'll beat the shit outta you here."
Annie almost laughed. Those strong words coming from him! And yet she could feel
power radiating from this thin man in front of her. He could easily subdue her, beat
her, throw her into the dirt and do what he would with her. And then the others would
come, run out and find out what was happening. At least after she did what Doug
wanted there would be a few seconds of rest in the shed, or wherever they would take
her.
Annie's face was wet, streaked with sweat. She saw the sex-hungry stare in Doug's eyes.
She could tell, even in the dim moonlight, he wanted her. Reluctantly the girl bent her
knees, sliding down until she felt them pressing against the cool soft dirt. She felt his
fingers twist around in her hair. His other hand gripped his cock and aimed the red
head at her lips. Annie pursed them tightly together, unsure whether she would
willingly open her mouth and swallow that ugly monster or whether she would force
him to rape her.
"Uhhh!" Annie shivered. He was prodding her lips with the tip of his dick. A few
droplets of sticky cum oozed out of the piss-slit, smearing on her mouth. And then she
could feel the hand holding on to her hair tugging her head upward. Her eyelids
fluttered while she rose slightly from the ground, trying to ease the tearing pain on her
scalp.
"Open that fuckin' mouth," Doug growled.
There were no friends around, no parents who would run to save her from this
humiliation. She was completely alone, totally at the mercy of this man and his friends.
The blonde teen stared at the thick cock with a mixture of fascination and revulsion.
Her eyes were almost crossed while her body sweated profusely. Oh, God, his dick was
so big, their cocks were all so thick, so long! Those men would stretch her poor little
cunt to the tearing point! How could she get that fat dick inside her mouth! She had
managed to work Jack's cock between her lips. But somehow, in this moonlight, Doug's
prick seemed thicker, though not nearly as long! Thank God for that one blessing!
"Man, am I gonna have to call my buddies?"
The image of all those men rushing out of the house and falling vengefully on to her
made up her mind. She opened her mouth. No sound came out. It was her silent
decision. Doug smiled at the young woman kneeling between his legs. He felt a woman
was always something to be mastered. He, like his buddy Jack, liked to fuck women in
the mouth. He enjoyed cramming the full length of his cock down their throats until
their lips were being scrubbed by his dick hairs.
Annie's head jerked up again, her mouth open wide in submission.
"Yeah, yeah," Doug murmured. "Take my dick in your damned hands. I want you to
feel it. Feel it, baby, feel what's gonna ram down your fuckin' throat!"
While he spoke he bent his knees, reaching down with one hand and pushing his
fingers through the thick bush of her cunthairs. Annie felt him working her cuntlips
together, sticking one forefinger deep into her hole and scraping the velvety lining of
her snatch. She instinctively clamped her pussy muscles hard against that probing digit,
working her thighs together.
"You're always hot, huh? A hot little bitch, ready to take a cock in her cunt."
Then Annie cried out, biting her tongue, as he grabbed her tiny clit between his thumb
and forefinger and started twisting it. He twisted harder, hearing the young woman cry
with agony. Oh, God, it was awful! It felt as if someone had driven a knife into her
cunt! Annie twitched, biting her tongue even harder. No, no, she couldn't scream. No
matter what he did to her, she couldn't.
Doug tired of his game and drew his fingers from her pussy, straightening his body and
thrusting his cock at her face.
With trembling fingers, Annie raised her right hand and curled her digits around the
whanger. She saw more than six inches of dickmeat sticking out from his groin. With
some hesitation the young woman brought the fat red tip up to her lips. She could
smell his sweaty body, the stale, pungent aroma of his crotch wafting up to her nose.
Sucking in a deep breath and feeling her chest tighten with fear, Annie opened her
mouth. She bent forward while still keeping her ass slightly off her heels. Doug was still
holding her hair, yanking up occasionally to remind her who was boss.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, that's it, that's IT!" he groaned breathlessly.
Annie let her lips cover the fat dickhead. She could feel Doug's body stiffen and sway
from side to side. He was caught in his own trap. His lust took over, making his body
burn and quiver at her light touch. The construction worker's fingers twisted her hair
into tight little curls as he slowly fed her inch after throbbing inch of his joint. Annie
tightened her oral grip on the sliding dick, making Doug groan with pleasure and
approval.
"Oh yeah, baby, you give fuckin' good head. Jack was right, man. You oughtta be down
on your damned knees all the time, your mouth open and dicks jamming down your
throat... ah... OHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The warmth and wetness of Annie's mouth sliding over the sides of his dick was
making Doug sigh and groan with delight. Annie felt his fingers relax on her hair. Soon
they were stroking the sides of her face, clamping hard at times against her skull. At
least the sharp pain of her hair being yanked was gone.
Annie groaned, feeling the cockhead working over her tongue, making her cheeks puff
out, then sliding down over her tonsils to the back of her throat. Once more the young
woman was having trouble dragging in enough air to fill her lungs. But this time the
man didn't force her to take all his dick at once. She could still breathe if she stretched
her lips enough and sucked in air around the fucking prong.
In gratitude Annie licked the underside of Doug's fat whanger with her tongue. She
could taste that now – familiar salty-bleachy flavor of cum coating her mouth. He was
growing more and more excited at every slick lick. Moving her hand down lower she
touched the redhead's balls. Ohh, they were fat, hot, leathery! A strange shiver of lust
and excitement rippled over her body. Her tits jiggled as she snapped her body forward,
pressing her lips in a wet kiss against his hairy groin. Oh, she wanted it all now, even if
it choked her to death! How good, how delicious that fat, hard cock felt in her mouth!
She started sucking at it as if it were food. Now she rolled his balls from side to side,
squeezing them as if they were full, ripe tomatoes.
At least there weren't others around her calling her names, beating her on the head and
back. The two of them were alone, at peace with the world. How strange she should be
thanking God for this kind of peace – a peace with cock rammed down her throat!
How quickly Annie had adapted to this cruel situation!
"Fuckin', baby!"
Doug stuffed his cock again and again into the girl's mouth. He could see her change
from reluctant participant to willing partner in this sex act. If her cunt was as good as
her mouth he'd manage to sneak into her more often than his buddies. Christ, they'd
taken all the girls, all the beer, and left him with what they didn't want. This time
would be different. Doug do this, Doug do that! Now he had their prize and he was
going to take it as often as he could!
Annie's hands caressed Doug's nuts instinctively, her nails grazing the underside of the
wrinkled balls. She felt strange, delightful feelings course through her body. Somehow
the feelings she'd sensed earlier when sucking off Jack now exploded. How a woman
could enjoy sucking a man's dick had been a mystery to her up to now.
But at this second she felt her body coming to life as she bobbed her head back and
forth, feeling spit dribbling down her chin, dripping to her knees. Her jaw ached from
the opened position forced by the size of Doug's cock. But Annie didn't care. The
pleasurable sensations more than compensated for the slight discomfort. The more she
sucked the more she wanted to suck. She deliberately slid her head forward, letting him
know she wanted to suck in every inch of his dick.
Doug was leaning heavily against her. She could feel the bulk of his heavy cock
clogging her mouth.
Oh, God, was she actually feeling an orgasm, a tiny orgasm shooting through her moist
cunt? Yes, yes! How strange she should be experiencing this without her clit being
stimulated! What kind of animal woman was she turning into? Just sucking on a dick
was doing this to her!
"Yeah, yeah!"
Doug was almost shouting, slapping his groin against her face.
Annie twisted her head around, adding the slick friction of her cheeks to the flicking
tongue against his jamming dick. She could hear the man's breathing become more
erratic and shallow. He was going to cum! She could feel the dark-blue veins in his cock
throbbing against her lips. His cock muscles were tightening, twitching, getting ready to
pull his jizz from his balls and send it spurting through his shaft into her mouth.
"Jesus, close, close," he groaned.
The cock pistoned in faster and harder. Annie warmed quickly to what she was doing.
She no longer thought of sucking his dick as a matter of life and death. Now she gave
herself up to the pleasure wracking her body.
Oh yes, yes, sucking dick was so wonderful! There weren't the hands pawing her body,
the crushing weight of a man hurting her shoulders and thighs. Instead there was only
that dickhead slamming against the back of her throat, oozing more and more of that
salty-tasting slime. And how she wanted more and more of Doug's cock slamming into
her mouth!
She wasn't trying to please him so much as she was trying to make herself happy. She
wanted every last inch of that cock jammed down her throat. The rubbing movement of
his dick seemed to touch never endings in her mouth and throat she never knew she
had. And those tiny electric-like orgasms kept budding deep in her cunt, making the
girl cry out with strangled cries of delight. Annie sucked more and more furiously. She
increased the pressure of her lips, flicking her tongue madly along the center groove of
his cock.
"Yeah, oh yeah! Fuck! SHIT!"
The harder he held her, the faster he fucked her in the mouth, the more Annie sucked.
The stronger she sucked, the more Doug was thrilled. He crammed his dick all the way
to the back of her mouth more than once and pushed his cockhead all the way down
her throat.
At times the head seemed to be close to her stomach. Oh, if only she could feel it
working down her throat more often. But Annie, even in the height of her excitement
realized she had to breathe, to suck in air to fill her lungs.
The young blonde teenager kept squeezing his balls, working them back and forth. Her
lips slid up and down on the plunging dick, clamping harder and harder as Doug's
body shuddered.
He hadn't had many women give him head, and certainly no one had sucked him off
with the wildness of this young girl! Most of the women had choked and sputtered,
drawing back when he threatened them with the beating of their lives.
Annie couldn't believe the way she was reacting to this. This was supposed to be an act
that was disgusting, something against which she was trained, something that was a
shameful perversion she wanted over and done with. Yet the young blonde was trying
to drag it out. Lust burned through her naked body. Her nipples tingled; her tortured
clit throbbed like a festering wound! Juice oozed from her jagged cuntal slit, wetting
down her inner thighs. She was slick, hot and tight down there.
If only she had a cock between her legs, a fat, hard, hot piece of dickmeat stretching
apart her itchy cunt walls, reaming its way down into her body while Doug's prick still
bumped the back of her throat as it was doing now! Then she would be completely
satisfied. Now, just thinking about a dick increased the heat in her pussy. With a moan
Annie sucked harder, her cheeks caving in and caressing the hot sides of Doug's dick.
"Oh man, MAN!"
Doug's body stiffened. He pulled his dick out, doubling over and gasping while his eyes
bugged out. It looked as if someone had suddenly stabbed him in the back. Then Annie
realized he was just trying to keep himself from shooting off.
"Goddamn it! I'm gonna cum in your goddamned cunt! They ain't gonna be the only
ones to fuck you, baby. I ain't gonna have you when you're stretched out and sloppy."
Doug threw himself on top of her the way Jack had earlier. This time the man seemed
more brutal than his buddy. But both she and the redhead were so sexually aroused, so
much like rabid dogs fighting one another, that violence seemed to grow naturally from
their actions.
The redhead sucked her right nipple, biting on the swollen tit-tip. Annie screamed
through her tightly clenched teeth, feeling his lips suck hard on her breast. Oh, God,
she was feeling another tiny orgasm, just like the ones tearing at her body when sucked
his dick. Hot pussy oil seeped faster and thicker from her cunt on to the ground as she
pushed her thighs up against Doug's groin. She wanted to scream and scream again as
continual waves of orgasmic thrills shuddered through her body. He was sucking,
biting, wriggling on top of her, pushing his dick against her inner thighs. She could still
taste his cum on her tongue when he jammed his mouth tightly against hers, sticking
his tongue deep inside in a passionate kiss. The frenzy of their lovemaking turned both
of them into wild animals. Annie was bucking and thrashing under the wiry redhead.
Slowly Doug pushed her legs apart, still kissing her hard. With a single forward thrust
he sank his aching cock in her cunt. It drilled in, sliding past the bloated inner lips. The
blonde's cunt was so tight around his throbbing cock Doug wondered if the circulation
in it would be strangled. But no, she was relaxing, getting used to his thickness. She
was tight, very tight, and yet she was getting wetter by the second. His cock started
sliding easily in and out as if he were fucking a tub of butter.
"Huuuunnnghhh!" Annie gasped. It was as if she were being split in two by that huge
dick. The pressure made her buck crazily against his body like a speared fish. It was as
if someone had shoved a metal pole up her twat. It felt so marvelously hard, so
wonderfully hot, so thick!
"Ohhh, fuck, fuck... meeee!" the girl wailed in a tight whisper. No, no, she didn't want
the others to know what was happening. Apparently Doug thought the same thing,
sealing her mouth with his once more and driving his cock back down all the way with
a powerful thrust.


Chapter 7

"Oh, oh, oh!" Annie cried with each forward fucking thrust of Doug's cock. He kissed
her hard once more, his tongue plunging inside her mouth and washing over hers. He
shuddered on top of Annie's twisting body. The girl's cuntal walls squeezed tightly
together, caressing his dick like two sheets of cotton-coated wet elastic. Her hot cunt
was tight, almost strangling his prick as it constricted time and time again around it.
She was almost a virgin, and that thought excited Doug more.
"Oh, baby, you're good and tight. Shit, I'm glad I decided to fuck you."
Annie was too. Her asscheeks rubbed against the cool ground. Fucking in the dirt, out
in the open, fucking like two dogs. Yes, that was it! She wasn't any better than a bitch
in the alley looking for a pack of male dogs to satisfy her hot cunt! That was why Max
had taken to her so readily. He'd recognized her need, recognized her lack of character.
She was more like an animal than a young woman!
Easing back a little Doug flexed his smooth ass and sent his hard cock jerking back into
her like a blade. As his dick stabbed into her bubbling pussy his tongue plunged back
into her mouth. Annie gurgled with a mixture of pain and lust, arousing the animal all
the more in the redhead. Her hands gripped tightly onto his shoulders, her nails dug
into his flesh as she strained and squirmed under him. She worked her tight cunt
around his hard dick freely now. She wasn't being raped. There was no way she could
fool herself into thinking this man was making her do this. It was her own body
betraying her, her own body torturing her. Ohhh, she loved the way he pulled all the
way back, letting his dick head rest in her wide cuntal throat. Then he threw all his
strength into a forward thrust, filling her once more with his fat cock. He did this again
and again. In and out, in and out he fucked her harder and harder, making the girl
whimper like a whipped puppy.
"Baby!" he gasped. He was gripping her asscheeks, pulling them up, digging his
callused fingers into the taut, smooth flesh.
"Ohhh, now, now!" Annie couldn't take this fucking much longer. Her nerves were
stretched thin like a fine gold wire. She felt that hard dick driving even deeper into her
snatch. The heated vacuum of her sucking channel burned his fucking dick. Surely it
would incinerate that prong, burn it to a cinder. Oh, she was so hot, oh so hot down
there! The young girl rolled her head from side to side, tiny clods of dirt clinging to her
damp cheeks and hair. She pranced her ass over the ground, slapping it down, then
wiggling it back up.
"Yeah, baby, yeah, soon, yeah."
"Uhhh... yes... yessss... Fuck me, keep on fucking me."
Doug was grunting like a pig with each stroke. He couldn't believe his luck. After all
these years, hanging out with his buddies and getting the leftovers, he was finally
getting prime meat. Christ, this piece was taking everything he threw at her. The more
he hurt her the more she seemed to love him for it! Christ, all these months of waiting
had finally paid off.
Annie gasped as he held more tightly on to her body and slammed into her with all his
strength. She thrilled to the building pressure as he screwed his bloated dick into her
hole. He was making her whimper, beg, cry out for more of this insane sexual wildness.
Their sweating bodies slid over one another as Annie felt herself sinking into an ocean
of lust never before felt, even with Brad.
"Hold me, Oh, God, hold me hard!" she pleaded.
The young blonde felt her cunt squeezing, contracting, gripping the young man's prick.
Doug was going wild, his hips slapping against her crotch as his dick speared into the
center of Annie's cunt. He pounded her thighs again and again, making the girl's body
tremble and quiver with the force of his blows.
"Gonna shoot, baby, now, gonna..."
Doug couldn't finish the sentence. Annie felt him squirming on top of her, then
suddenly stiffen. It was the second before that white-hot jizz would come spurting from
his cockhead. She moved under him, tilting up her cuntal mound, working her clit
frantically against the top of his hard dick. Yes, yes, she was cumming, toppling over
the edge and falling into that wonderful black abyss of orgasm!
"Cummmmmiiinnng!" Annie cried.
"UHHHHHHHH!" Doug responded, thrusting his dick all the way into her snatch as
if it were a knife. Annie answered by shoving her body hard against his, grinding her
cumming pussy against his groin. As her legs locked tightly around him and her thighs
writhed in that crazy dance of orgasm the construction worker's load of spunk shot
down into her snatch.
"OHHH, oh, oh!" Annie responded. She could feel it bubbling deep inside her, filling
up her twat, slowly rising to the surface and spilling over her stretched pussylips.
"FUCK!" he cried, wishing he had kept the two of them more quiet. His buddies would
hear and come out, take her away from him and use her for their own pleasure. No, no,
she was going to be his – or at least, primarily his.
Still thrashing and gasping Annie saw whirling stars explode in front of her eyes.
Convulsions shook her body again and again as her cunt kept spasming. Little by little
the white spray shooting from his dickhead lessened until he stopped his thrashing and
relaxed heavily on her body. Annie rolled her head away and closed her eyes. It had
happened again! She had reacted so violently to sex, so positively to a cock! In the
name of all things holy, what was happening to her? Why was God punishing her in
this terrible way?
"Come on. We gotta get outta here," Doug said, after he had regained his strength.
Annie let out a tiny groan when she felt his cock slip out of her cunt. If only this last
fuck had meant she would go free – free to think about what had happened to her so
far. If only...
But it wasn't going to happen. Not yet. The men had more in store for her. She was
their party girl. She was the victim of all their pent-up hate against pretty young women
who ignored them because they were dirty. Now they had one of "them" in their hands
and they were going to wreak a terrible vengeance on her.
"Move!" Doug commanded roughly, hitching up his pants and slipping his cock back
inside. Annie struggled to her feet, her long blonde hair hanging in her eyes. The world
rocked under her feet as she desperately tried to steady herself. Doug grabbed her elbow
and guided her down the small path to a ten-by-fifteen wooden shed some fifty feet
from the house.
"Please, let me go. Please, they'll know something's wrong when I don't come home.
Please..."
Doug seemed to think for a second, stopping in front of the open shed door.
"Mike knows what he's doing... most of the time. I'll go with him," Doug resolved,
pushing the naked young blonde inside and slamming the door shut. Annie stood
inside the small building, hugging her body tightly while looking around her. Through
a myriad of cracks in the rotting walls the silvery moonlight streamed in. There were
pieces of rusting farm equipment laying about the dirt floor. Rustling sounds all around
her told Annie mice were scurrying about, angry at her sudden intrusion.
Several minutes passed before the trembling young woman dared move a foot. She
shuffled toward the locked door, peering through a long crack at the scene outside. It
was so calm, so peaceful outside. Somewhere out there Brad was wondering where she
was. Annie was almost certain of that. No matter what he'd done with that... that...
ohhhhh, she couldn't even think of a word horrible enough. No matter what he'd done
with her, he would still think of Annie, still think of those wonderful times they'd had
together and remember how she'd fled his office. And her parents! Oh, God, they
would soon be frantic when she didn't show at home and when Brad told them how
she had run from the building!
Annie turned from the door, having had enough of the night. There were all those trees
standing so still, so peacefully in the night. And here she was down below, locked in a
filthy farm shed with God only knows what crawling around her bare feet! A sound
near her toes made the young woman cry out and shrink back, her shoulders scraping
against the splintered wall near the door. A rat? Spiders? Her flesh crawled as one
disgusting image after another flashed through her mind.
"Oh, my God, help me," the young teen wailed, bending her head forward until her
chin rested on her chest. Her knees bent forward, then buckled completely as Annie
sank to the dirt. She knelt for a long time, thinking of her terrible situation and the
hopelessness of it. They were too many and all too strong for her. No one would be
coming to rescue her for no one knew where she was going or with whom! Annie
wondered if there were any worse acts she'd have to endure before Mike and his friends
would tire of her and let her go.
"What more can they do to me?" she wondered out loud, jumping at the sound of her
voice. She thought of Mike and Jack and the horrible expressions on their faces. She
remembered how they looked when she thrashed under their blows, when she pleaded
for more pain, more cock, more... "OHHHHHH!" Annie cried, covering her face with
her hands and sobbing hysterically. How horrible her life had become in only a few
short hours! She was just as degenerate as the men torturing her!
Hours went by. Annie dozed, huddled in a tight ball next to the door. Already the night
air was turning cold and damp. She shivered, rubbing her palms rapidly up and down
her arms to drive away the gooseflesh. At times she thought the men were coming for
her. Then she snapped from her daydreaming or sleep and listened like a cornered
animal, her scalp crawling with terror. What new horror would they impose on her?
But then there would be nothing. At times the young woman thought about trying to
break open the door. Once she even tried to look for something in the shed to pry the
rotted hasp from the wood and escape. But all the rusting equipment in the shed was
too heavy for her to lift. And though deteriorated, the door and lock held fast to her
efforts to break through them. In despair, Annie waited and dozed.
The sounds of boots crunching over the loose gravel outside woke her up.
"I've been drinking beer," Mike said, standing spread-legged in the doorway after
having unlocked the door and thrown it open. A broad silver shaft of moonlight fell
across the blonde teenager's face. "I've been drinking beer and I've gotta take a piss like
you wouldn't believe!"
Annie wondered why he was telling her this. What was he doing? What would happen
to her now? She could see no one behind him. She could stand whatever he did to her
sexually... she thought. But what if he tried to cripple her? It was too terrible to think
about.
Mike steadied himself by the doorway, wagging one finger indicating she should come
toward him.
"No, no, on your fuckin' knees."
Annie had started getting up when that command came. Oh, God, was she going to
have to suck him, too? The girl dropped to her knees and slid forward, feeling the small
stones on the floor biting into her flesh has she moved up to Mike. He was fumbling
with the top snap of his Levi's, unzipping his pants while staring strangely at her.
"You do everything I tell you and you might walk outta this in one piece."
The words were threatening but drunkenly slurred. It was just a mindless threat, words
spoken to purposely raise her level of terror.
"Yes," she said, looking up now. Mike seemed more in control of himself. His eyes were
steady, his body not rocking from side to side. She saw him holding his cock with one
hand while the other was braced on his thigh. What was he going to do? His dick
wasn't hard and thick and long like she remembered it. Did he want her to touch his
dick? It didn't seem so. He didn't say anything about that. He was closing his eyes now,
breathing deeply while flexing his ass.
Then Annie sucked in a ragged breath as hot, yellow piss shot over her belly. He was
pissing on her, drenching her young body with his foul urine!
"NOOO!" the girl cried out, waving her hands in front of her face as she scooted back.
"No, stop it, please, stop it!"
"Don't move, goddamn it, or I'll beat the fuckin' shit outta you. I swear it!" he shouted
through his teeth, moving his legs carefully. He was following her back to the rear of
the shed, making sure his piss didn't stain his rolled-down Levi's.
"Ohhhhh," Annie moaned as she felt the piss spill over her belly. It filled her navel,
then spilled down over her pussy mound. It slicked down her cunthairs, tickling her
cuntlips and finally dripping down to the dirt. She could feel the urine collecting in a
puddle between her knees. Annie shivered with revulsion, her eyelids blinking. Her hips
wiggled as she tried to shake those hot disgusting droplets away.
"I said don't move!" Mike shouted.
Annie shuddered, closing her eyes. She felt her belly turn over. The stench of urine
splashing over her body sickened the young blonde. The stream kept up, shooting like a
golden shower from his fat dickhead, seeming to increase rather than decrease with
each passing second. Annie bit her lips to keep from crying out with rage and disgust.
The thin, hot spray stung her nipples, oozed down the valley between her jiggling tits.
She felt some urine splash on her chin. Raising one hand she slid the palm over her
mouth, trying to muffle the gagging sounds in her throat.
"No, no, baby, I told you not to move. You don't wanna get roughed up, do you?" said
Mike.
Annie looked up at the big man towering over her.
"Nooooo," she said, her wail barely audible over tile splashing sound of the piss. Her
hand came down. She managed to keep her face still except for a tremor along her
cheeks. The stream kept up, playing over her thighs, splashing into her cunt, going up
and down each pussylip, drenching her groin with the foul liquid.
At last it stopped. Annie sighed, feeling her muscles relax. It was over. The beast would
go away for a while and leave her alone. At least for a few seconds she'd be at peace.
"AHHHHHH!" Annie stiffened once more as piss shot from his dickhead. He was
toying with her, waiting for her to relax before he sprayed his urine over her. Mike
moved closer, his legs spread apart and positioned on either side of her belly. Her tits
seemed to be his main target this time. The yellow stream shot across her red-tipped
boobs, splashing into her face. Annie wrinkled up her nose and twisted her head to the
left to avoid the spray.
"Okay, open your mouth, baby. That's right. Lemme see your tongue."
Annie closed her eyes and took deep breaths. With each inhalation her tits rose and
slapped together. Oh, God, they felt so sore! Each time the hard shower raked across
her tit-tips the young girl flinched. All that sucking, all that pinching had hurt those
nipples.
Now he was moving the piss stream up from her tits. A gasp leaped from her throat.
The stink increased. The awful heat burned her flesh like scalding oil. Annie wanted to
scoot back but couldn't. She was being held prisoner by this terrible man.
And yet, was she really a prisoner? A willing prisoner might have been a better
description of the situation. Even as the piss coated her flesh, the young woman could
feel the juices in her pussy bubbling, spilling out her pussy crack. Yes, yes, she was
actually turning on to this terrible humiliation, enjoying it, relishing what was
happening to her.
Mike understood and grunted with approval. He watched through slitted eyes as he
directed the stream up toward her open mouth and extended tongue. She looked up at
him, her eyes unblinking, her face a mask of rage and lust. And then there was the
awful taste of his piss as it shot across the tip of her tongue.
"AHHHH!" the young teen gasped, fighting back the desire to retch. She choked,
swallowed, and choked some more. She watched as his eyes glazed over. Was he getting
as excited as she was? How terrible to admit this to herself. But this perverted act of
sexual degradation was turning her on the way a cock ramming her cunt did. Oh, she
could almost feel her clit burning from the heat radiating up her belly and cunt. Just as
Mike finished pissing on her Annie could feel her pussy clenching, relaxing, clenching
again. Was she cumming? Was she actually feeling a kind of orgasm from the horrible
thing he'd done to her?
All she knew was that she whipped her hips back and forth, throwing back her head,
crying out in choked, strangled gasps. Oh, God! What a horror! Her eyes screwed
tightly closed while one hand moved down to her cunt and squeezed the bloated
cuntlips. She peeled back the lips and drove three fingers into her wet little hole.
"Ohhh, baby, you're a sick one. Just like us," Mike commented drily, smiling down at
her and stuffing his still-soft cock back into his pants. "I oughtta shit on you. Dump my
load right in that pretty little face of yours."
Annie's eyes opened wide. She was covered with that horrible piss. That was all she
needed – having a man shit on her, shit on her like the bottom of a toilet bowl. That's
all she was good for anymore!
"Here, you wanna fuck something? Fuck this."
Annie watched as he bent down and picked up the beer bottle he'd flung to one side
before opening the shed door. He advanced, pushing her back roughly by pressing the
heel of his boot against her upper chest and shoving down. The blonde teenager
grunted as her head struck the dirt. Suddenly she felt something cold and smooth
between her legs. It was the neck of the beer bottle!
"OH, NO!"
But Mike kept on shoving, corkscrewing the bottle into her, pushing it deeper until she
couldn't take any more.
"So, you got a bottom to that hot cunt of yours, eh?"
Annie wept, letting her knees sag apart.
"Fuck the bottle, baby. Fuck it like you fucked me and Jack."
She moved her thighs. Slowly Annie worked her hips back and forth. Then as the
coldness warmed in her pussy she let her imagination take over. She thought of Brad
and the wonderful times they had spent together. Instead of the taunts, Annie heard
Brad's soothing voice. Instead of the bottle drilling her pussy it was the tennis coach's
dick. Her pussy oil seeped freely once more. Annie, in her desperation, was fucking a
bottle!


Chapter 8

Annie jerked her hips, moving her ass from side to side. Mike knelt down on one side,
gripping both her tits and squeezing them cruelly between his big fingers. He was
calling her names, telling her she was nothing but a stupid whore who liked fucking
bottles when she wasn't fucking men.
Annie ignored the comments, concentrating her thoughts on Brad, on his body, on his
cock, on the way he moved his hips, stirring his dick like a fat spoon in her cunt.
Ohhh, how she shivered when he held her pinned to that leather couch in his office and
fucked her like that! How good and hot and hard his body felt as it moved over hers,
pressing her into the soft cushion while his prick drilled deeper and deeper into her
hole.
"Ahhhh!"
Annie's cuntal muscles sucked the bottle in deeper. Only her pussy muscles moved. The
bottle bobbed up and down. The smooth amber finish sucked softly against her cunt.
Her clit swelled once more, rubbing against the warm glass. And then, oh, and then
those lights popped in her head as her clit exploded in orgasm. The bottle shot out with
a squishy pop, rolling to the door and banging against the rotting wood.
"You're nothin' but a dumb whore," Mike commented, crushing her nipples with his
thumbnails and smiling as the young girl twitched and screamed under him.
Yes, yes, that was what she was good for, she told herself. She was a girl who couldn't
get enough. Let them all fuck her to death. Right at this second Annie didn't care if she
lived or died. If she died her only regret was that she wouldn't see Brad again.
"Hey, what the hell's goin' on in there?"
It was Jack, followed by the others. Bob and Doug weaved behind the second in
command as Mike rose from the ground.
"The little bitch just pissed all over herself!"
"That's not true!" Annie said, flushing with shame as she curled her fingers into two
fists and pounded her thighs. "He..."
"He said you pissed all over yourself and I believe him," Jack said evenly, standing next
to his buddy. They were all crammed inside the small shed, looking at Mike, wondering
what he was going to do.
"Yeah, and shit, she stinks, don't she? Man, I don't think even Max'd take her now."
"Whatcha gonna do, Mike?" Bob asked.
Annie's eyes widened as she watched the big man pull a lighter and a pack of cigarettes
from his pocket. Taking one of the cigarettes from the pack the young man lit it,
puffing on it until the entire tip was a glowing coal.
"She shouldn't do things like that," Mike said, pulling the cigarette out of his mouth
and looking at the tip. Annie felt her flesh crawl.
"Mothers usually spank their kids when they do somethin' wrong. Well, I'm gonna
kinda do the same thing."
Bending down, Mike balanced himself on the balls of his feet and passed the cigarette
over her hips, keeping the burning tip an inch away from her belly. Annie shut her
eyes, whimpering through her nose as the heat singed the almost invisible white fuzz
covering her thighs. The heat made her tremble. And the thought that Mike might drop
that burning cigarette on her pussy made the young girl stretch her head back, hoping
she could somehow move one leg over the other to protect her vulnerable snatch.
"Mmmmmmmm," Mike said, turning his head toward his buddies and raising his
eyebrows. "She almost seems to like it," he commented, turning back to Annie and
looking in her eyes. "Yeah, there's something inside her that's turning on to this, just
like she turned on to the dog. Shit, baby, ain't there nothin' you don't like?"
Puffing his cigarette again he crouched between her legs. Watching her face he spread
her outer cuntlips apart with his big fingers.
Annie opened her eyes and stared back at him. Oh, he was going to burn her cunt,
drive that burning cigarette into her tight little hole! She shivered, letting her head fall
back. No, she couldn't watch this disfigurement. Annie could smell the acrid odor of
the burning tobacco. She watched the blue smoke curl over his head and disappear in
the night air. The glowing tip came closer to her pussy. She felt the blood drain from
her face. She knew what was going to happen. Her fists were pressed hard against her
sides while her thigh and belly muscles tightened.
Mike purposely dragged this out. He held her cuntlips open with one hand,
occasionally turning around and commenting about what a slut she was to Doug, Bob
or Jack. Then he returned to her and touched a few hairs of her cuntal thicket just
above her clit. Annie shivered and sucked in a deep breath. Her head shook while her
heart beat wildly.
"Oh, don't do that. Don't hurt me... there. Please, for everything that's holy, don't hurt
me," Annie begged.
Mike grinned, dropping the cigarette just below her clit. Annie screamed, her head
snapping back while her mouth ripped open. Her legs fought to close on that
burrowing cigarette. Her juices and piss put out the glowing coal at the end of his paper
weapon. There was a hissing sound, followed by a silence broken only by Annie's soft
weeping.
"Clean her up," Mike said, throwing the cooled cigarette away and standing up.
"With what? The shower ain't workin' inside," Bob said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Then use the damned rain barrel outside. I dunno, just get that damned smell off her
body. Shit, she smells like a bus station john," Mike growled, staggering out of the tiny
shed.
"Come on," Jack said gruffly, slipping both hands under one of her arms and jerking
her to her feet. The pain of that burn had made the blonde teen weak. Her feet tangled
together, making her pitch forward and strike her head against the wall. The men
laughed, pawing her freely, sticking their fingers in her cunt, even in her asshole. Annie
cried out, flailing out weakly to beat away those awful, offending fingers.
The next thing she realized she was outside, her feet scraping over the loose dirt and
gravel. Jack still held her by the elbow, guiding her back toward the house. Were they
finally going to let her go? Were they going to drive her back to her home? Oh, how
wonderful it would be to see her mother and father! Then she could slip into a warm
bath and try to forget these horrors!
"We're gonna take you home now, baby," Jack said as they climbed onto the porch.
"Oh, thank you," Annie said, realizing how ridiculous and awful it was to be thanking
her tormentors. But a rush of joy made her incredibly happy.
"But first..."
Jack put out one hand and guided her to the end of the long porch. Bob had
disappeared. Annie stood at the end, tilting her head to one side and looking curiously
at the men. Suddenly she felt a splash of ice-cold wetness all over her body. Someone
had thrown cold water on her!
"OH!" she screamed, her hands flying across her jiggling tits while her feet slid and
slipped on the wooden floor. Another cold splash across her ass made the young blonde
jerk forward and hit her head against the wall.
"Get her on the belly. I think she still has piss on there," Jack called out.
Annie screamed as a third cold splash of water spattered against her stomach, nearly
taking the wind out of her. The girl's eyes bugged out while her knees trembled. Her
hair clung to her skull like a helmet while droplets of water beaded all over her white
flesh. Her feet squeaked across the wooden porch floor as she walked toward the
opened front door. Let them do what they wanted with her, she thought, brushing the
wet blonde tangles from her eyes. She was going home, going home to warmth and
safety.
"Come on in, baby."
It was Mike, standing back from the door a bit. She walked in hesitatingly, stopping
just inside the doorway. It was too easy, too good to be true. She knew these men
enough by now to suspect an unpleasant surprise. Stepping farther inside the dirty
living room Annie turned her head from side to side, examining the empty room. Mike
walked up to her and she instinctively shrank back.
"Don't worry, honey," he said soothingly, his eyes narrowing as he examined her wet,
clean body. "Good, the boys took real good care of you. Come on over here, by the
couch."
He dragged her by the elbow. Annie looked at him warily as she was pulled across the
room. A padding sound behind her made the young blonde stiffen and twist her head
around. It was Max, their pet German shepherd! His red cock had slipped out from his
furry sheath. It dangled under his belly, bobbing as he trotted over to the young
woman.
"Oh no, please, not that again! Oh, God in heaven, not that again!" Annie screamed,
twisting violently in Mike's tightening grip.
"Look, he seems to like you," Mike said mockingly, twisting his hand around until the
young woman groaned from the pain in her wrist. He was going to break her arm if she
didn't drop to the floor. But if she did then the big animal would start approaching her!
"Oh, God!" Annie thought she could hear popping sounds in her wrist and arm. No,
no, she couldn't be maimed for life in spite of what giving in would mean. Sobbing, she
closed her eyes tightly and sank to the floor, feeling all those wonderful, happy hopes
she'd had just a few seconds ago fade away like a beautiful dream.
"Feed, Max, feed on the bitch."
The others had come in earlier and stood around the wailing blonde teenager. A quick
glance backward told Annie they had their cocks out, working their fingers over those
dark-pink rods as the animal stalked her as though she were his prey.
"Get over on your ass. You do this enough to know what to do," Mike said mockingly.
Annie choked down a sob, wiping several stray tears from her eyes before doing as she
was told. Slowly she slid one leg under the other and twisted her lithe body to the right,
stretching out her legs and leaning back. Max barked several times, seeing the young
girl ready for his advances. Annie watched as he dropped his head and made his
advance.
This entire scene revolted as well as fascinated her. She stared at the big animal,
blocking out the obscene taunts from the men. The dog sensed her barely subconscious
need for affection, for lovemaking without all the horrors these men attached to it.
"Ohhhhh!" Annie moaned, as the dog went right to work. His sloppy pink tongue went
deep, raking her clit. Sparks burst through her sensitive cuntal membranes. Ohhhh,
God, how deliciously ticklish his furry body felt against the insides of her thighs! Annie
had forgotten how wonderful the animal felt. All she remembered after the last licking
was the guilt and shame she'd felt. But when it was happening, oh, how excited she'd
become! And now the young woman found herself rising sexually to the animal's
advances.
"Mmmmmmm." Max was wiggling his nose, forcing her thighs farther apart while he
pressed the sloppy folds of her cunt back to give him room to lick at her clit. Annie felt
her body floating on a cloud. She leaned farther back on her elbows, looking down and
watching the animal's dark body slowly moving between her legs. When he wiggled his
snout against her cunt again the young woman sucked in a ragged breath and collapsed
entirely on the floor.
"Man, she's back at it again. This little girl don't stop for nothin'," Mike commented.
No, no, Annie didn't stop for anything once her pussy was fully stimulated. Her cunt
seemed to have a life of its own, draining her will, her mental and physical strength, her
spirit, until it was satisfied!
"Back, Max, don't get her too excited. Back!"
At first the big animal seemed to ignore him. He was wiggling his body between her
legs, his massive cock swinging like a tree limb in the wind. Mike barked the command
a second time and the animal froze. He was frustrated, snarling softly. Max knew the
penalty for disobeying his master. Yet his passion was almost uncontrollable. He twisted
his powerful head and swished his tail back and forth, looking at his master. Drool
oozed from the corners of his mouth as he snapped his jaws and let out a smothered
bark.
Mike barked out another order and the animal turned back to Annie. The young
woman shrank back, feeling another pang of offended morality. Oh, how she wanted
this animal. How she loved that combination of fear and desire, of pain and pleasure!
She screamed, jerking her head up to stare wide-eyed at the big dog. Yet in her scream
was a moan of lust.
Then the shepherd dropped his face into the thicket of her blonde cunthairs. For a
second Annie froze, not feeling a thing. Then the movements of his jaws made her
body stiffen and twitch as if someone had attached an electrical wire to her body.
"AHHHHHHH!" the girl cried out, her lower jaw slackening while her eyes went dull.
Her moans became louder and higher pitched. Her tits jumped, rolled together and
separated. The dark red areolas turned almost purple while her nipples stiffened with
excitement. Max drew his head from her cunt and looked at his victim. Annie felt
flashes of lust course through her body when she stared back at the powerful dog. His
eyes were blazing, a few cunthairs clung to his black rubber lips. Growling, he shoved
his snout back into her snatch.
"Ohhhh... ohhhhhh..." Annie didn't care about anything anymore. She could die doing
this horrible thing and it wouldn't matter to her. No, no, this had to be a lovely,
wonderful thing happening to her. In spite of what the men were calling her, in spite of
what one part of her own mind was calling her, Annie wiggled and thrashed on the
floor, drinking in the delicious feelings tearing through her sloppy pussy.
She worked her ass around the floor, feeling the rough carpeting tickling her asscrack.
She cried excitedly through her nose, pounding the floor with her fists, rocking her
body from side to side. Max's licking seemed to be everywhere on her body. The more
she moved the more pleasure she managed to draw from her body. Oh, his pink sloppy
tongue was so rough, so hot. It was as if someone had sanded her pussy with some
abrasive, then quickly smoothed wet satin over the raw spot! She pressed her shoulders
to the floor, feeling all the breath taken from her. His coat tickled her flesh even more
as she hunched back at the lapping animal.
"Oh, ohhhhhh!"
Annie rolled over to one side, drawing her knees to her tits and trying to push the
animal away. She was only teasing him. The young blonde was too far gone to seriously
try to escape from the growling dog.
Max kept his head between her moving legs, temporarily losing his grip on her pussy
but still shoving his legs between hers. When Annie rolled back on her ass the animal
went to work. He grunted deep in his powerful throat, moving his mouth down and
wetting the rounded bottoms of each asscheek. He smoothed his tongue between her
buttocks until hot spit dribbled down into her shitter. It was a feeling Annie drank in
with all her spirit. She arched her back more, rising on the balls of her feet as she fed
the growling animal her pussy.
"Ahhh, ohhh!" Annie moaned. She could feel him working on her pussy, peeling back
her sticky inner cuntlips and raking the throat of her snatch. Max pushed at her
hungrily, screwing his tongue in, into her pussy! It was almost better than being fucked
by a dick!
"She's gonna make it soon, man. Christ, look at 'er! She can't stop herself!" Mike said
in amazement.
Through the red fog settling over her mind Annie had to agree. She couldn't stop
herself if the roof were falling in. She lifted her knees and let them fall farther apart.
Max yipped and lapped his velvet tongue harder against her pussy. The sounds of her
clit being pressed down into the surrounding spit-slicked flesh made her gasp with
excitement. She couldn't breathe too well, her chest was so tight! Oh, how the sweat
burned into her eyes as she rolled her head slowly from side to side. Annie felt her
heart pounding so hard in her chest. She was dizzy. Her cunt flooded with that
superheated oil. The dog was lapping up those flowing juices, whimpering for more.
"Oh please, ohhhh... God!" Annie breathed. Max was pushing his tongue deeper inside
her now, as if he were searching for something. Ohhh, how she was squirming. She
couldn't keep still for the big growling animal! The young blonde could feel her orgasm
building, swelling like a balloon in her snatch.
"OHHHHHHH!" Annie thought of Brad's cock-dark red at the tip and oh, so big. And
when it slipped in, how big it felt inside! How it stretched her until she thought she
was going to split apart! A shudder passed through her body. And then another made
her nearly bark with lust. She was moving her ass up and down against the steady, wet
rub of Max's snout. She was going crazy, tilting her thighs far to one side and then
moving them back in the other direction. Her glistening cuntflesh stretched
wonderfully, opening more slick hollows to the animal's nipping snout.
The wet mess between her legs was throbbing steadily now. Her cunt felt feverish and
swollen. She pranced her ass around in small circles as the dog brought her closer and
closer to the final rush of sexual excitement. Her fingers curled in the fur of his neck.
She held him hard against her dripping mound. She was cumming. She could feel the
slow, furious fire raging hotter between her legs. Her calves cramped. She dug her heels
against the floor. Soon she'd feel that magical release! Soon she'd be floating above
them all while her pussy contracted and snapped shut on the lapping animal's tongue.
Annie groaned and heaved her ass as the throes of orgasm were only seconds away. She
arched her back and pushed her asscheeks up from the floor. Max's jaws gaped open as
he raked his teeth along her cuntlips. He was still licking deep into her tight, hot hole.
She could feel his spit dripping down her ass and thighs. Then suddenly, the scalding
pressure against her pussy was gone!


Chapter 9

"Wh... what?" Annie cried, her eyes opening and staring at the men around her.
"Man, she's a real one-woman dog and pony show," Bob commented.
"You and Doug are the only ones who ain't had her yet, huh?" Mike said, eyeing the
redhead suspiciously.
"Yeah, YEAH!" Bob said, realizing something was up. He looked down at the young
woman, her face bloated with lust.
Annie had been close, oh so close, to cumming. And now these men took the dog away
from her. Ohhhh, how frustrated she felt being left high and dry that way! She wanted
to scream but only lay quietly on the floor, waiting for the men to do something.
"She's hot, man, hot to trot for you two if want her."
"Man, she's got dog spit all over her pussy," Bob complained. He wanted to stick his
cock in her. But one glance down at the glistening wetness on her inner thighs turned
him off.
"She's got other holes," Mike suggested.
"Yeah, a real... pretty nice mouth," Doug said. He didn't want to appear too eager to
volunteer information. He didn't think Mike would do anything if he found out he had
forced Annie to suck him off, but still...
"Yeah, yeah," Mike agreed.
Annie felt hands turning her over onto her belly, forcing her to a crouching position.
Her tits pulled heavily at her upper chest, exciting the panting young blonde even
more. Pussy juice bubbled freely from her hole, wetting down her thighs. She wanted to
tell them she was clean. She wanted to tell the men her own fuck oil was washing out
the animal's spit from her cunt. But she was too hot for that. She crouched there, her
head in her hands while her ass tilted up, waiting for someone to fuck it.
That someone was Bob. Shoving his Levi's down to his ankles, the big construction
worker knelt down behind the girl, smearing his spit on the tip of his cock.
Doug moved around to her front and brushed her tangled hair from her face. Annie
found herself staring at the big dick so familiar from several hours ago. Eagerly the
young teen opened her mouth and shut her eyes, drinking in the pungent aroma of the
big man's sweaty groin. She could feel Bob's hands smoothing over her asscheeks,
feeling her slick flesh, even toying with her wet cunthairs. He probably wouldn't have
minded sticking his cock into her hole. But the others... what would the others have
said about him fucking a woman whose pussy was filled with animal spit?
Annie could feel his hands sliding all over her, exploring every surface. Then he was
bending down, licking his tongue over her back, trying to avoid the spots where Max
had lapped. Annie shuddered. She felt all hot and cold and shivery when a tongue
licked her flesh. Dogs, men, who cared? It was a hot, wet surface drawing pleasure from
some secret pool deep in her body.
Bob clamped his strong hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks widely apart. He came
up on his knees, crouching over the young teenager and staring down at her shitter. It
was the only part of her body that hadn't been violated yet by man or beast, and he was
going to take it. Doug had already shoved his dick into the young blonde's mouth. Bob
could hear the slick sucking sounds of Annie's mouth as it slid up and down Doug's
prick.
The tall construction worker lowered his head, closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
Annie could feel his hot breath against her buttocks. He was getting close, oh, so close!
In the background she could hear the animal's frustrated whimpering. Poor Max! If
there were only some way she could bring him into the picture. But these men were
calling the shots.
Then the young woman jerked. She was being rimmed! Oh, what an awful, desirable
feeling that was! He ran his tongue in long, lingering strokes up and down the crease
between her cheeks. He caressed the girl's shitter lips, thrusting his into the tight little
opening. At first he worked only the tip in without force, stretching her so easily the
young woman trembled and swayed from side to side. Her white flesh was puckered up
into gooseflesh. She felt chilled with the fever of wild sexual excitement and eagerness.
"Oh, God!"
Bob came up to his knees, eating hungrily at the tight little asscrack. He licked down to
the bottom junction of Annie's cuntlips! Ohhh, maybe he guessed she'd washed away
most of the animal's spit with her own pussy juice! Mmmmmm, how good his tongue
and lips felt now! The young woman bobbed her ass up and down, trying to tilt it back
so he could have a better shot at her snatch.
"Good head, yeah!" Doug moaned, keeping his fingers curled against the sides of her
head. He was hunching in and out, driving his cock into Annie's mouth. It was just as
before. He closed his eyes and rocked from left to right, making the bloated head of his
prick push into the sides of her mouth.
Annie tasted the familiar bleachy flavor of his cum as it oozed from his piss-slit and
coated her throat. She swallowed, feeling the prong throb and swell against the insides
of her mouth. Flicking her tongue against the sensitive underside of his prong, the
young woman sucked hard.
She was nothing more than a fucking machine, an instrument to be used by these men!
That's what all women were – nothing but machines, nothing but objects to be used for
sexual gratification in any way the men chose.
Bob was in continual motion while Annie bobbed her ass around faster and faster. The
big man rubbed his hands over the girl's flat belly, grabbing her tits, squeezing them
while crushing her nipples, making her cry out in muffled groans around the mouthfucking 
dick. Tears oozed from under her lashes as his left thumb slid over her grayish
pink shitter lips and down into her asshole. He chuckled softly, increasing the number
of shitter-ring stretched fingers to two, three, and finally four.
"MMMMMM!" Annie cried. She was helpless and barely conscious. Bob was
prolonging the foreplay, enjoying the taste of her bung, drinking in the girl's savage
sexuality.
"Easy, boy, easy Max. You'll get your turn," Mike said, bending down and petting the
growling, trembling animal on the head.
"Shit, she's suckin' me dry!" Doug cried out, holding her head tightly. His body was
trembling while his hips shot back and forth. Spit oozed down the young girl's chin and
dribbled onto the floor. His big dick pistoned in and out with increasing fury, his balls
slapping the blonde teen's chin.
Behind her Annie could feel Bob gobbling up her cuntlips, his head jammed between
her widely spread thighs. His mouth was twisted around as far as his head could go in
that position. She was being eaten from below, his tongue inching up her cuntlips, up
toward her sputtering clit! Oh, if only she could tilt her ass backward enough so he
could touch that sparking sex rod!
But then he was back to her asshole. And oh, how he made her jerk when he stuck in
his long, searching forefinger while still rimming his tongue around her shitter. Oh,
God, she was getting so hot. She felt as if she were burning up all over. And the way he
was drilling into her ass! He growled, growled almost as loudly and ferociously as the
big animal in the corner. She could feel the heat of his sexuality burning her belly and
ass.
Bob came forward. Annie started a steady, whimpering moan. She could feel the blunt
thickness of his cockhead brush her asscheeks. It was nudging at her shitter, trying to
force those tiny lips apart. Annie pushed back while curling her tongue around Doug's
cock, feeling more cum ooze from the head and coat her mouth and throat. She was
going to be filled with two cocks! In a few seconds she'd be feeling two dicks ramming
her, filling her with jizz! Oh, how marvelous, how wonderful that would be!
Bob moaned and grunted behind her, placing both hands just above the girl's narrow
hips for balance as he thrust forward and took possession of that well-rimmed
sphincter. Annie grunted as she felt his balloon-like dickhead shove forward, burying
itself deep in her asshole.
Annie whimpered. Both of them trembled. She could feel her blood coursing through
her veins and her heart hammering in her ears as more of the big man's dickmeat was
fed into her tight shitter. Fucked in the ass! It was the only place where no man had put
his dick. And now she would say she was totally violated! Every hole in her body had
been filled with cockmeat at one time or another. That thought made the young woman
tremble again.
Bob eased forward, sliding his prick even deeper in her ass. The young woman arched
her back, rolling her ass up to him. Ohhh, he knew how to fuck! Slowly the young
woman began to lose control under him. He snapped his hips and almost made her lose
track of the dick stretching her mouth.
She could tell Doug was about to shoot. She could feel the veins surrounding his dick
throbbing against her lips, as they had the last time seconds before his balls cut loose
their load. Glancing down, she saw his balls tightening in their swinging sacs, screwing
up against his crotch. More cum oozed from the narrow piss-slit running across his
smooth, dark-red dickhead. He was breathing in shallow gasps, his head snapping from
side to side while his fingers dug harder against the sides of her skull.
"Awwww... FFFUUUCCCK!"
Doug's body shivered, then stiffened as foamy white jizz shot from his dickhead and
spattered against the back of Annie's throat.
"Go for it, Doug. Yeah," Jack said, watching his buddy feed her his dickmeat slow and
easy now. Bubbly spit oozed around Annie's stretched lips, mixing with the shooting
cum blasting down her throat. She grunted with the shock, trying to swallow the cum
without choking.
"I'm close, man, close," Bob groaned behind her. He was rocking slowly back and forth.
He drew his long, fat cock from the girl nearly all the way, stopping only when the
blunt tip of his dickhead almost pulled away from her asshole. He held it in that
position for a second, then flexed his hairy ass and slid it back in, working his hips
from side to side, worming out her tight shithole. Annie could feel his tight-pouched
nuts pressing against her buttocks. Ohhhh, what a feeling to have two dicks inside her
at the same time! Her brain popped as Bob fucked, grinding his hard body against her.
She wanted to scream, but still sucked on Doug's shooting cock.
"Man, this bitch is cock-hungry. Ain't seen too many of them lately," Jack commented,
squeezing his stiffening cock under his fly.
"Yeah, she'd take us all on if she could," Mike added, petting the animal again. It was a
thought he would have followed through with if it weren't for the late hour and the
final plans he had for the girl. He knew he'd have to get her back to the club or the
cops would start looking for them.
Bob increased his tempo. He intensified the sliding and driving of his asshole-splitter,
fucking her faster, deeper and harder. He rolled his hips forward, snapping his groin
against her rounded ass. Annie groaned, feeling her tits jiggle, even in her crouching
position. She still held Doug's cock in her mouth. It was getting soft now, slowing
down its jerking spasms. Deep in her ass she could feel Bob's cock jerking and dancing.
Oh, they were both so close, so close to cumming.
"Jesus!"
Bob was crying out wild phrases, cursing as his body jerked from the heavy jolts tearing
at his dick. Every muscle of his body seemed locked in the strain involved in his
orgasm. He shot jizz into the girl's guts. She swore she could feel his cum burning into
her bowels, going into her belly, mingling with the cum she'd swallowed from Doug's
shooting cock.
The thought that the cum from both men's pricks was inside her drove the girl frantic.
She cried out, spitting the soft dick from her mouth and gagging. Ohhh, why couldn't
she cum? She was sooo close! The young blonde teenager could feel her pussy
tightening, growing hotter and hotter as the seconds ticked by. And yet she couldn't
bring herself off! A cock, a finger, something in her pussy was what she needed. And –
yet no one obliged her.
"OHHHHHH!" Annie screamed in frustration. She could taste the cum in her mouth
and could feel the spasming dick shoved up her ass firing pints of the thick white-hot
liquid in her bowels. If only she could cum too!
In seconds Bob was finished with his fucking, lying lifeless across her back. Annie was
still panting, her eyes glazed over with lust. Where was that innocent young blonde of
several hours ago? Where was the perky teenager who was the pride of her family? She
was lying on the floor of a filthy, deserted farmhouse getting fucked in the ass by a
stranger. Cum hung in strings from one corner of her mouth while an animal stood in
the wings ready to do God only knows what to her!
"Okay, man. You both had your turns with her. I wasn't gonna send her back 'til
everybody got a taste of her ass," Mike said.
"Man, we oughtta keep her around. Shit, she's better than anything I ever had before,"
Doug said, zipping up his fly. He was telling the truth. He closed his eyes and imagined
how often he could fuck her and force her to suck him off. They all knew Annie was
one of those rare women who needed cockmeat in them all the time. Nothing could
satisfy them for long. Their limits were gauged by the men around them. And with four
studs around, Mike, Bob, Doug and Jack realized they could keep her going night and
day nonstop until she finally dropped from exhaustion.
"Yeah, not a bad idea. But you think the cops would let us?" Mike said, bringing them
all back to reality. They would have to let her go. They knew – she'd never tell on
them. She had far too much to lose to risk a scandal. But none of them was willing to
let her go just yet. One more scene, one more humiliation and then she'd be free to go.
"Max!"
That name brought a groan from Annie's lips. She was still crouched in that obscene
position, cum oozing from her shitter. Annie wiped her lips dry of Doug's cum,
twisting her head around and peering over her right shoulder.
The German shepherd was standing almost at attention directly behind her raised ass.
Drool leaked from his mouth. He stared at her, his body shaking with lust.
Annie should have been terror-stricken. The animal was so excited he might
accidentally tear her to pieces as he went after her. But the young blonde teen was just
as worked up as he was. She didn't care if he ripped into her pussy. Already she could
feel his fangs tearing at her cuntlips, his tongue reaming out her pussy throat, snaking
into her juicy hole! All sense of morality was gone. All that was left was a hellish desire
for pleasure and pain, a wild mixture of the two that would send her off in a world of
orgasmic thrills!
"Go to it, boy!"
Annie felt the big dog's cold snout press against her cunt. Her pussylips peeled apart
stickily. The young girl groaned, her thighs trembling. Suddenly she was aware of a
furry hot weight. He had mounted her, mounted her like another dog, an alley bitch!
"Huhhhhrrr!" Annie cried, reveling in her depravity. She pressed her forehead against
her palms, growling as loudly as the animal trying to fuck her. She could feel his slick,
knobby boner sliding up her thighs, sliding up toward her pussy! She wagged her head
back and forth, her cries becoming hoarse bark-like obscenities. The young woman
lurched forward, her fingertips clawing at the filthy carpeting. Ohhh, she needed cock
in her pussy, needed something to take care of that hot, tight itch driving her crazy!
Max whimpered through his nostrils, adjusting his position behind the young woman.
Annie felt his paws slide under her belly while his head nestled in the valley between
her shoulder blades. She could feel his breath against the back of her neck. He was
getting ready to fuck her. She could feel his nervous little steps over her toes and the
soles of her feet. His breaths were coming in shorter and more shallow pants. His hot,
furry body made her back warm and wet with sweat.
Then she felt his cock edge up to her cunt, stop for a second, then drive in at a slight
angle like a hard-hot iron spike! Annie stiffened, letting out a demonic yelp of wild joy!
Her pussy was filled, stretched by the knobby boner belonging to that wonderful animal
mounting her! She squeezed her cuntal muscles tightly together, trapping the
whimpering animal's prick for a second. Ohh, she wished she could possess that
wonderful thing slicing in and out of her pussy forever! How full, how good she felt
with Max's dick reaming out her cunt.
"Shit, too bad we couldn't keep her. Maybe she could breed with Max," Jack joked,
watching as Annie thrashed and backed harder into the fucking animal.
"Huhhhhrr! Huhhhrrr!" The young woman was spinning out of control. The room
disappeared in a brilliant flash of multicolored lights. Nothing had ever made her feel
this way. It had been the many close encounters with orgasm she'd had lately and not
being able to satisfy herself. Now, now was the time she would take care of her teased
cunt. In the back of her mind she knew Mike had planned it this way. He knew she'd
do anything if she were worked up enough for it.
"He's goin' for it," Mike yelled.
Max went into his final round of fucking. It was fast, but Annie was more than ready
for a cum. Her clit burned like a glowing coal. The room was filled with the slick
sounds of the animal's knobby boner trenching out her hole. The many bumps
covering the dog's pointed, red cock teased the young blonde teenager beyond her
endurance. With a howl louder than the animal's Annie felt her orgasm sweep over her.
"AHHHHR!" the young woman cried. Shaking her head violently back and forth Annie
backed into the dog, nearly tossing him off with her shaking and jerking. She came
again and again, barely feeling Max's cock throbbing and dancing inside her cunt. She
was all cunt, all clit, cumming harder and harder with each passing second. Her nipples
twitched, her belly stiffened and contracted. Yes, yes, this was her ultimate cum!
The room faded away from her as she felt herself blasting away from the planet. In the
distance she could hear someone screaming. It was her, shouting with joy at the crest of
her orgasm. A climactic spasm jolted her, and with a wail of joy Annie collapsed on the
carpet, unconscious.


Chapter 10

"She's come back to life," Mike said softly, staring at the prostrate young girl. He
looked at her rolling tits, her heaving body. "Too bad. Not enough time for all of you
guys. Get the car ready."
The others exited, closing the door. It was only then that Annie realized she was tied to
the kitchen table. It had been dragged into the living room especially for this farewell.
She was on her back, strapped to either end of the rectangular wooden table top. The
leather thongs bit into the flesh around her wrists and ankles. A small pillow was
shoved under her ass, tilting up her pussy, making it possible for someone to fuck her
without untying her.
"We cleaned you up. Got all that dog shit outta you," Mike said. Sweat made the
stubble on his chin glisten under the bright light. He scratched his scalp, fixing his eyes
on her. "I've got some time left before we take you back. The other guys won't come in
here until I call for 'em."
Annie knew he had her where he wanted her. He wanted to hear her beg for dickmeat.
And the horror of it was that she would. All her morality, all her modesty had been
worn down, destroyed by these men. They'd accomplished what they set out to do –
turn her into a slut, a woman who would do anything to get a good, hard, hot dick in
her cunt and keep it there!
Mike moved up to the table, leaning forward over her naked body and cupping her
right thigh. He could feel her warm flesh ripple.
"You're still tight. That's what's so fuckin' unreal about all this. You're tight like a
drum," he said, raising his eyebrows, smiling at the girl while still fingering her skin.
"Yes, tight," Annie whispered, rolling her hips slowly toward him.
"I can be here all night with you, taking care of that cunt as long as you can stand it."
His words made the young woman start to pant.
"Your hands hurt," she said in a tight whisper. She could barely stand it.
"Does this hurt?" he asked, squeezing her thigh roughly.
"Ohhhhh!" Annie responded, closing her eyes and opening her mouth slightly. She
opened her crotch as much as she could in a silent answer.
Mike smiled, inching his fingers toward the wet, jagged crack.
"Is this what you want, honey?" he asked, sticking one finger in.
Annie stiffened, quivering as that finger scraped along her pussy flesh. She had to have
him, had to feel a man on her belly, pinching her tits, sucking her nipples, pistoning his
cock in her cunt. Oh, God, it was a terrible thing for her to be thinking; But after all
the fucking, after all the sucking, the beating, the fucking with the dog, Annie needed
him, needed him the way a man dying of thirst needs water!
Her thighs tightened as that finger worked around. Lust bubbled out of every pore as
her passion grew more wild. Annie opened her eyes and looked down. Mike had
already unzipped his Levi's. This would be the last time she'd see that fat, thick, long,
wonderful cock! Oh yes, yes, she wanted to feel it pounding her cunt, scraping the sides
of her snatch, stretching her cunt so much she thought it would split open!
"Fuck me," she whispered, looking him in the eye. "Fuck me, give it to me, fuck me
until I can't take it anymore, please, please, please..." Annie's voice trailed off to a tight
whisper. Mike was handsome in his own way – hard like a rock, firm, an animal
without limitations. His cock was fully extended, smooth-sheathed and purple-domed.
It was pointing at her, the tip growing a darker and darker color. The heavy balls were
rising in their leathery sacs, filled with that wonderful hot cum about to spray out. She
knew she'd pass out once that jizz shot into her hole, burning its way down, down into
her gut.
Mike climbed onto the table after stepping out of his Levi's. His open shirt hung like a
torn rag from either shoulder as he settled on top of her. He flicked his fingers over her
stiffening nipples. His breathing became labored. Sweat rolled down his forehead and
dripped onto her body. Annie felt herself going out of her mind. His fingers went down
between her thighs. She wanted to touch his dick, suck on it, wrap her fingers around
that thick rod and milk it.
"Mmmmmmm!" Annie groaned. His touch on her clit was electrifying, touching off
painfully sweet spasms in her cunt. He was taking his time, playing with her for the last
time. In a way Annie was almost disappointed that her ordeal was coming to an end.
They had all come to an understanding about their various needs. The men needed her
for a victim as Annie needed them for tormentors, exciters, men who would try to
crush her under their heels and yet allow her to fully experience the maximum amount
of pleasure her body could stand.
"OHHHH!" Each move Mike made was mind-blowing for the young blonde. She could
feel an orgasm about to shoot through her cunt once more. She held it back, not
wanting to rush things so quickly. But Mike was doing it to her, forcing her climax
with each thrust. And then came penetration, his dickhead shoving inside her pussy,
forcing those walls apart, making her pull at the restraining thongs. Oh, if only for a
second she could touch him!
"Man, fuck it out baby, fuck it out!"
"Oh, Jesus, untie me, let me fuck with you!"
Annie tossed her head from side to side, her eyes shut tightly while her tongue darted
along her lips. Her mouth was dry. Her armpits were dripping with sweat. Her cunt
muscles pulsed with wild rhythm. She wanted to cry out but couldn't get the wind in
her lungs. Her wrists and ankles burned as the leather cut more cruelly into them.
Ohhhh, how wonderful, how incredible his dick felt screwing into her cunt. She was
almost drowning on her own spit as she thrashed as much as the restraints would let
her.
"Fuck me, FUCK ME!" she screamed.
Annie flung her hips up, slamming her asscheeks against Mike's hard body. Ohhhh,
God, how she wanted to touch him, hold him, feel his muscular body writhing over
hers with her fingertips. The young girl was moaning for more dick, screaming about
how much she wanted to feel his dick reaming her out.
There were images flashing through her mind, pictures of men fucking her, several at a
time. She wondered what it would be like to be tied to a table like this with a long line
of men to one side, their cocks sticking straight out, their balls taut and filled with cum,
all waiting to have a chance to fuck her – fuck her in the ass, the mouth, the cunt,
anywhere! Annie felt her nerve endings tingle with lust. Yes, a long row of men who
fucked her, filling her with their jizz, making her nipples burst with desire, turning her
into nothing more than a mindless, whorish fuck-machine!
Then she felt the cumming vibrations rip through her pussy. It was as if someone had
set off a grenade inside her twat. The girl's clit vibrated faster and faster until it
hummed like a tuning fork. She could feel his cum burst into her, filling her pussy like
water gushing from a firehose. It burned the sides of her cunt. Then it spilled out,
wetting her thighs, almost drenching her knees. Still the eruptions came. The young girl
writhed her body in short, rapid jerks. Her ass tightened, relaxed and tightened. He had
drilled crazily into her body, filling her with his cock, pinning her to the table with that
massive prick of his.
Mike was cumming. Annie sighed, realizing it would soon be over. But even as he came
his cock stayed hard. After slowing a little to catch his breath Mike went back, building
up his rhythm once more, increasing the pressure and fucking her even harder.
Annie whimpered through her nose, wiggling her ass and tilting her cuntal mound up
once more so she could feel the full force of his dick against her clit. Yes, yes, he was
fucking her twice in a row! Oh, God, she didn't think men could do that without
longer periods of rest! But it was happening to her! The same raw, wild, burrowing
force of the first screwing was repeated for a second time with an even greater ferocity!
Mike tried for a third time but wasn't able to make it.
"Sorry, baby," he said, climbing off wet and smiling. He buttoned his shirt, reached
down and gathered his Levi's and stepped into them.
Annie turned her head toward him and stared. They had tortured her, made her do
horrible things. Yet there was something new inside her, something she wondered
about and questioned its benefits for her. She was a woman. But Brad had accomplished
that for her. These men had unleashed a powerful force in her, a force that terrified the
blonde teen even now.
Annie couldn't take her eyes off Mike as he dressed. He was like Brad – rough, hairy,
masculine in every pore of his body. But he was far more brutal, a man who takes
without giving a thing. Then why should she be so attracted to him?
"You were good, baby. Good and hot. But then again you always are," Mike said,
tucking his shirt into his pants and zipping up. Annie shivered, feeling his cum oozing
from her slit and going down into her asscrack. How many times had she felt that since
they'd brought her to this farmhouse and raped her so many times? The young blonde
stretched her body, trying to ease the pressure of the restraining thongs on her wrists
and ankles.
"Please take these off. Why are you tying me up?" she asked.
"In a second," Mike said, walking to the door and opening it. "Come on in."
The others swaggered in, their eyes examining the young girl. She knew they knew
she'd just been fucked and fucked royally by their leader.
"Man, we gotta give her up?" Bob asked.
"Yeah, she's somethin' else. I mean she gives head like... like..." Doug was searching for
the right word.
"Good tight little ass, too. Fuck, she'd take on any guy anywhere. Too bad the mutt
outside can't speak. He kinda digs her too."
They all laughed derisively.
"Come on, Jack, get her clothes. Get that goddamned tennis racket, too. We've gotta get
her back to the club."
Annie rolled her eyes up, watching Bob unfasten the leather thongs around her wrist.
In several minutes she was free, her clothes in a heap on her lap.
"There's a john on the other side of the kitchen. Get dressed and get washed. Hurry
up," Mike said, pushing her off the table.
Annie staggered past the men, clutching her wrinkled white tennis outfit to her tits.
Once more a sense of shame over what she'd done washed over her. She ran quickly to
the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and dropping her clothes to the floor. She
stood there in the dark for several seconds, not daring to move. Was she really free? In
a way, yes. She was free from their hands, their cocks, their minds out to destroy her in
any way they could. Free of them. But not free of the beast inside they'd unleashed. She
could still feel it inside her, wailing like some wild animal, making her pussy warm and
moist even when there was nothing around to stimulate it!
"Oh, my God!" Annie moaned softly, pushing herself from the door and staggering
over to the sink. The cold porcelain against her thighs felt good. She reached up and
felt the cord for the light. Pulling it, the young girl squinted immediately as a bright
glare illuminated the small room. Is that me! Oh, God, is it? she thought, leaning over
the dirty sink and peering into the mirror. Her face was still bloated with lust while her
hair fell in filthy tangles around her head. She shuddered as if she'd just looked at the
face of a monster. How changed she was! Her eyes, now used to the bright light, took
in the full picture. The bruises, the welts, all contributed to her general horror. But the
most telling change was in her eyes. Annie could see it, see that beast staring out of her
light-blue eyes and back at her from the mirror. With a sob, she covered her face and
staggered away from the mirror. No, she'd never, never be the same again.


Chapter 11

"I missed you. I really did," Brad said, licking her ear while smoothing his fingers over
her slender arms. Annie swayed in the semi-darkness, feeling her chest tighten and her
mouth go dry. It was nearly one month since she'd last seen Brad. It had taken her that
long to bury the beast inside her, push a mental stone over the grave to insure it would
never again raise its ugly head.
"Did you?" she panted. Yes, the wild feelings would still be there, buried deep inside.
Annie knew she would always have to be on guard to keep them from rising.
"I almost went crazy," he panted, blowing in her ear. "When I called your folks and
they said you hadn't come back..."
"Please, don't – let's not talk about it," Annie said, feeling the pain of those days all
over again.
It had been a small hell for her to go through. Her mother had almost called the police
when Brad phoned. It was a miracle nothing had been discovered. She'd managed to
freshen up enough at the farmhouse to not attract immediate attention when her
parents picked her up at the club. She'd told them she'd been restless and wanted to
walk. On closer examination Annie felt her mother's suspicions rise. When questioned
the young woman finally broke down and confessed she'd been raped – but not by the
construction workers. How could she point the finger at men who would undoubtedly
tell the truth about what had happened. Even if the police didn't believe them the club
members certainly would – at least for gossip's sake.
Of course her mother was hysterical and her father ready to comb the streets looking
for the "gang" that had taken advantage of his little girl. It was only through violent
pleas Annie was able to calm her parents. What would the neighbors think – and
especially the club members? She assured them she was fine. She just needed rest and
some time to think through what had happened.
In the end her parents acquiesced, though they forbade her to go out alone. For nearly
one month Annie was in a kind of house arrest. No one saw her except one or two
close friends. She sat alone in her bedroom, thinking about what had happened to her,
trying to drive it out of her mind.
Yet all the time she thought of Mike pinning her to the floor, Bob driving his cock up
her ass, Doug filling her mouth with his dick. What terrible things to be thinking of!
Those images swirled around in her mind almost constantly.
When she slept her dreams made her wake up in a cold sweat. She could almost feel
those men touching her, feel their cocks peeling back her cuntlips, working into the
folds and hollows of her hot, moist pussy! Ohhh, how she tossed and writhed on her
narrow bed, waking up and realizing no one was there to take care of her pulsing, itchy
cunt! Then she'd have to shove her fingers through the blonde thicket of her pussy
hairs and push them into her juicing cunt, squeezing her clit while thinking of the men
who had touched her, who had fucked her and forced her to realize her own wild
sexuality!
After one month her mother relaxed the restrictions somewhat, allowing her to at least
resume her tennis lessons at the club. Oh, if her mother even suspected what was going
on between her and Brad... ! Annie shuddered to think what would happen.
"Okay, baby, we won't talk about it."
His hands supported her shoulders. They felt so hot and strong there. Annie let herself
relax against them. She'd sworn to herself she wouldn't do anything with Brad. He'd
been the cause of all this in the first place... and that little whore she'd seen around a
few times since her ordeal! And yet when the two of them were alone... oh, why did she
agree to go with him back into his office after the lesson? Annie couldn't help herself.
He was staring hotly at her, rubbing his fingers over her flesh. She knew what was
happening to her and tried to deny it.
"I feel a little funny. I think I could use some water," Annie murmured. Annie let her
head fall against his shoulder as Brad walked her toward the couch.
"Your hair's beautiful, Annie."
The young girl wondered if he would have said that had he seen her that night after
Mike and his gang had gotten through with her!
Brad smiled at her. Then he bent down and started kissing her hair.
Oh, she should tell him to stop! No, she didn't want to start this up again. How could
she handle it? Yet it had been nearly one month since anyone had touched her. After
her ordeal Annie felt she needed cock all the time, although she prayed on her knees
for hours at a time for God to kill that feeling. Yes, yes, she needed someone to touch
her, to hold her, to make those awful dreams become reality!
"Ohhh, don't." But Annie didn't want him to stop. He was kissing her neck now.
Annie closed her eyes. She stopped trying to push him away and wrapped her arms
around him to hold him tightly. She could feel his tongue, his lips and then his teeth
against her flesh.
"Ohhh, how I missed you," Brad moaned.
His fingers were opening her blouse. She felt the cotton edge inch down the tops of her
tits, cling for a second on the large red nipples, then fall back. Brad lowered his face,
letting his tongue wet one nipple. The blouse fell farther back until it hung limply at
her sides. Annie felt weak. She was wetting herself, feeling her cunt tighten up so hard
it hurt!
"Please, please, fuck... fuck me." Annie didn't hesitate any more. She couldn't. Both of
them knew one another too well to play games. She could no more do without Brad
than stop breathing and living.
She clung to him like a weak kitten, her hands locked tightly behind his neck. She felt
woozy, high on a sexual haze. One month, one horrible month without cockmeat.
"Ohhhh," Annie sighed.
Somehow he managed to get all her clothes off her and strip down himself. She was
crouching, crouching on the couch like a dog. For a second the young blonde teen felt
she was back in that farmhouse, crouched with her head in her hands waiting for the
German shepherd to come and fuck her. Panic ripped through her throat.
Then she felt Brad working his fingers along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her
pussylips so he could work a finger into her cunt. No, it wasn't Mike and the others!
The young girl sighed with relief, giving in to the wonderful hot, tight feelings in her
slit. That finger explored up and down in her pussy, scraping the tender walls. He
probed until Annie grunted with the teasing sensation of almost being filled.
Yes, yes, she wanted something in her cunt, something big and fat and long and hard,
something she knew Brad had between his legs. She'd caught a glimpse of it when he'd
slid down his tennis shorts and threw them on his desk. It dangled semi-hard from his
hairy groin. Now, she was sure, it was good and stiff!
The girl's cunt flooded. She was burning down between her legs while her tits ached for
more touching. As if he could read her mind, Brad shoved one hand under her belly
and toyed with her belly button, smoothing his fingers over her ribcage. Finally he
reached her nipples and pinched one between his right thumb and forefinger. She
growled and bobbed her tight young ass back and forth.
"I'm gonna fuck you 'til you cry, Annie," Brad whispered in a hoarse voice.
His words made her shiver with lust. Yes fuck her 'til she cried!
"OHHHHH, I feel it, yes, oh, God, yessss!" Annie cried, prancing her ass for his dick.
She wanted to be raped by his dick, rammed so hard she'd pass out. How hot and tight
and wet she was! Annie pushed one hand under her belly and moved it between her
spread thighs. She felt his dick settling against her cuntmouth. Her juices coated the fat
slick head quickly. Brad spread her thighs with his strong fingers. The young woman
groaned again. She felt peeled open, stretched in front of him. Her tits dragged against
the cool black leather of the couch cushions. Then the tennis coach tucked under and
pushed up, shoving his body against hers in a powerful fucking thrust that knocked her
knees off the cushion.
"AHHHH...!"
His dickhead drove along the seeping velvety lining of her cunt. Annie swore she could
feel every bulging blue vein in his dick. Oh, God, how big, how long and hard his dick
felt! The girl cried out, rolling her forehead over the cushion. Yes, yes, it was one of the
best feelings she'd ever had in her life. She'd been starving for dickmeat, wanting it with
every fiber of her body. And now she had it, had one of the strongest cocks in the city!
Annie gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth. She felt free, free for the
first time since Mike and the others tortured her.
"Ohhhh, it's going deep! Yes, deeeeep!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Oh no, noooo," Annie countered. No, she didn't want him taking it out. No, she
couldn't stand having him withdraw his dick! When he pulled his cock back very slowly
she thought she was going to die. Her arms trembled, threatening to collapse. Her ass
pranced madly against the big man's crotch while he fucked her steady and slow.
"Huhhhhr! Huhhhhr!" Annie cried, backing into the big, muscular tennis coach. He
fucked her deep once more, holding on hard to her pelvic bones. She wiggled in his
tight grip, aware of the building orgasm deep in her cunt. She wanted to cum hard,
cum with such ferocity it knocked her out.
"I love that cunt of yours. Fuck; it's the best thing I've ever screwed," Brad confessed.
"You do?" she gasped. It wasn't the most romantic thing she'd ever heard. But then
again, Annie wasn't interested in romance at this time. She wanted to feel sexy, feel
violated, shamed, fulfilled. And Brad was doing more than his share to help her feel
this.
He was completely on top of her. She could feel his strong belly against her back,
pressing against her asscheeks. He was climbing her, mounting her like a dog. The
fucking was wild. She could hear those sexy squishy noises of his cock trenching out
her cunt. It was wonderful. The sensation of his thick meat stretching her cunt was
indescribable! She dug her fingertips into the leather cushions, nearly tearing the
material in her wildness.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhh!" Annie cried, her body twisting and nearly falling off the couch. She
was close, close to cumming. She could feel a tight ball of orgasm building up in her
belly, ready to explode like a nuclear bomb! Oh, God, hurry, hurry! She was
whimpering, making hoarse, strangled sounds. Drool oozed from her mouth. Yes, yes,
she was going to cum, going to cut loose with an orgasm that would knock the two of
them from the couch.
"Baby, now, now!" Brad groaned. She could feel his fingers digging so hard into her
thighs she was sure he was bruising them. But Annie didn't care. She wanted to be
hurt, to be knocked around! Yes, that was the only way to have sex! Pleasure and pain
combined, thrown together in a wild mixture of erotic sensuality!
"Ohhhh!"
Annie babbled crazily. She felt her mind shaded and dazed. She couldn't stop fucking
now if her mother and father had come into the room and seen her. She whimpered
like a wounded animal. She could feel his fingers reaching down again, searching up,
up until they were pinching her nipples. He was kissing her neck, biting it the way
dogs bite the necks of their bitches when fucking them. Ohhhh, yes, cum, cum, it
would be soon!
The young girl was thrashing crazily on the couch, plunging her cunt up and down. It
was good, so good to feel Brad inside her! She thrust her hips against that fucking dick.
Then suddenly thrilling jolts of lust exploded like star shells in her pussy.
"AHHHHHH!" Annie cried, in a wild spree of orgasm. Yes, oh yes, it was wonderful!
She was cumming, feeling his dick still ramming her mercilessly.
"Fuckin' Jesus!" Brad cried in a husky voice.
Annie could feel his cock dancing in her pussy. He was shooting off his load, firing his
cum deep in her snatch. It was the liquid to put out the fire burning in her pussy. The
young woman sighed happily, backing against his groin, working her butt over the
hairy flesh, rubbing her cumming clit against the top of his shooting prong.
When it was over the two of them fell to the cushion, pawing each other's bodies.
"By the way, you don't have to worry about that gang of construction workers. They
quit, damn them, right after you shot out of my office," Brad said, after the two of them
had caught their breaths.
"Quit?"
"Just walked off the job. Left the club manager to find someone to finish the pool. The
members are bitchin' already, wondering when it's going to open."
"Oh," Annie said, snuggling up against Brad's body. She thought of those four men and
wondered how she could have dealt with them had they stayed. Would she have gone
off with them again? Could she have buried the beast that deeply? Would it rise again
and demand to be seen? Even now with Brad she could feel it stirring, demanding to be
heard.
"Something wrong, baby?"
"No, no," Annie sighed, rolling around and pressing her belly and tits against his body.
She wanted to feel his cock again. That was the only way she could keep her worst
desires down. Fucking, good old-fashioned fucking!
"Again?" he smiled. Annie could feel his dick rising, pressing against her thighs. Yes,
she'd keep the beast down – as long as those men stayed away and as long as she could
have a cock as wonderful as Brad's sticking in her.


THE END
