DOG-STYLE VIRGIN
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

"Aren't you going to fuck him?"
Sandra Hathaway giggled, covering her mouth with one hand while watching her friend
turn bright red in front of her.
"That's... that's a terrible thing to say," Nancy Durnham said, feeling her pulse quicken
at the mention of that awful, filthy word! She'd been taught by her religious parents
that... having sex with a man was wrong until a woman married. Even then, feeling
anything during the act was the devil's work...
But oh, that sharp, electric feeling between her long legs was becoming more and more
intense as the days went on. And, unlike what her mother and father had told her, that
feeling was far from being degrading or hellish. At times, the young teenager even gave
into the sensation, not fighting it off as the family minister suggested she do at
moments of temptation.
Alone in her narrow bed at night, the perky young blonde would be naked, her plump
ass wiggling back and forth to increase that hot, itchy ache throbbing deep in her cunt.
How she would crave to reach down with her hands and work her fingers into her
virginal pussy-meat! Instinctively, Nancy knew a single touch would send her off into
ecstasy. But no, no, the ceiling, she felt, would crash down on her if she touched her
cunt!
Curling her fingers, digging the nails into her naked thighs, the young woman would
wriggle back and forth, working her legs up and down, gasping for air while the velvety
surfaces of her snatch rubbed together and hot juice seeped out. Her belly, her tits, her
asscheeks burned with lust.
And it was then she would think of Brad Granger – his broad shoulders, his thickmuscled 
thighs and legs, his massive chest, and his ruggedly handsome face. Oh, why
did she have to fall for someone who wouldn't even give her the time of day! And yet at
times, the young teen thought she saw him staring with interest at her. Could it be he
was too bashful to say anything? Could it? He was the high school's leading
quarterback. Girls seemed to be throwing themselves at him all the time. Certainly the
cheerleaders who were known for anything but their virginity would spread their legs
eagerly apart for him.
Rolling her head from side to side, Nancy would think of the handsome athlete and
how it might feel to have his body pressing down on top of hers, his hands roaming
freely over her body, his... his thing pressing against her pussy-slit until it was slipping
in, pushing aside the sticky, moist virginal tissues of her cunt, working its way down
deep into her snatch!
Her breathing would become shallow and hot through her flared nostrils. Strands of
her blonde hair would cling to her mouth as the friction of her cuntlips over her
swollen clit became unbearable. It was then she would climax, bizarre images exploding
in her mind as she sobbed and rolled to one side on the bed. It was wrong, oh so wrong
to be feeling those things, to be thinking them. When she mustered the courage, Nancy
would slip down, covering her naked shivering body with her robe and would fold her
fingers together, praying to have those terrible sensations removed from her cunt...
"No, I'm not going to... to do what you say," the girl concluded. No, of course she
wouldn't try anything with the young football player. It was out of the question and a
very rude thing for her best friend to say. Sandra knew what kind of religious young
woman she was.
"Well, I've been watching the way you two stare at one another. I mean, gosh, it's like
waiting for two dogs or something to go at it," the brunette teen said defensively,
hugging her notebook to her body and continuing the walk home.
"What do you mean?" Nancy felt a flash of guilt. Could other people see what was
going on in her mind? Was it true that Brad was feeling the same sort of thing for her?
Oh, what if it were? What could she do? How could she handle something like that?
"Oh, come on, Nancy," Sandra said, stopping. The two girls were at the far corner of
the school's athletic field. In the background, the football team was scrimmaging.
Occasionally, the shrill sound of the coach's whistle could be heard. It was four o'clock
in the afternoon, almost time for the evening prayers at Nancy's house. "I mean, I've
watched Brad staring at you in Civics class, and I've seen you turn red... just as red as
you are now," Sandra continued, pointing an accusing finger at her friend.
"I... I don't know what you mean," the blonde answered, turning sharply away and
walking toward her home. She was feeling dizzy. It was as if her most secret desires had
been discovered and published. And she had thought she'd been so careful. How many
people had figured out her true feelings and were giggling about them behind her back?
"Nancy, come on!" Sandra called out, running and catching up with her friend.
"I'm not that kind of girl, I'm not!" the blonde teenager said between her teeth as she
kept on walking, her eyes focused straight ahead. She was trying to convince herself of
that statement as the pulsing itch between her legs burned more and more.
"There's nothing wrong about the way you feel," her friend said, placing a comforting
hand on her shoulder."You're all mixed up... and it's no wonder, what with all that
praying and shouting your father does."
"Leave my father out of it!" Nancy said defensively. Her father was a sensitive spot with
her. He'd been ridiculed by several of the neighbors time and time again. Even her
mother occasionally grew tired of his constant preaching and praying.
"Okay, have it your own way," Sandra said, shrugging her shoulders while continuing
to walk alongside her friend."But I'm just telling you the facts. Brad Granger would like
to meet you... I can see it, Nancy."
"So he can... fuck me, I suppose, just like he does half the girls at school, right?" Her
voice was getting loud. Several people on the street turned their heads when they heard
her speak. The two girls quickened their pace until they turned the corner.
"Most of those stories are made up. Besides, he hasn't raped anybody yet. I think if you
didn't want to make it with him he wouldn't force you," Sandra said.
"I'm not going to listen to this kind of filth anymore," Nancy said indignantly,
quickening her pace. She felt her skin grow hot and moist. Oh, God, the friction
created by her moving cuntlips as she almost ran down the sidewalk nearly brought her
to her knees. The girl gasped, hugging her notebooks tightly to her swollen tits. Behind
her, she could hear Sandra calling out.
"I'm sorry Nancy, but I had to tell you. Come on, Nancy!"
But the blonde teenager ignored her friend. No, she'd never be able to look at Brad
Granger again. Every time she saw him, she'd be wondering if he were trying to rape
her or something.
"Awful, awful!" the young woman mumbled. And yet was it all that bad? That burning,
itching, aching sensation between her legs now was driving her half-mad. But it wasn't
terrible. What was awful was her desire to drive it away, to ignore it. That thought beat
against Nancy's poor confused mind until she was about to scream. Rounding another
corner, the blonde teenager suddenly found herself crashing full tilt into another
person.
"Ohhh! I'm sorry!" she gasped, stumbling forward and nearly falling on her face. Her
books and notebook flew from her hands and scattered across the sidewalk in front of
her. Straightening up, Nancy saw she had accidentally crashed into Brad Granger!
"Hi! Lemme help you," the big athlete said, bending down and scooping up her books
and papers while occasionally glancing up at the young woman. He was smiling a smile
that made Nancy shiver all over. She had to look away from his eyes. Ohhh, what
feelings raced through her mind now! The friction of her cuntlips against her tiny clit
had brought her shamefully close to an orgasm. And now with Brad only a few feet in
front of her, she was teetering on the brink.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yes, yes," she said breathlessly. Why didn't he just give her her books and get on his
way? Why did he have to stare at her like that, smile up at her like that?
"You don't look so good. Maybe you oughtta come with me back to the school. The
nurse's still there, I think. I'm goin' back to practice. We're gettin' ready for the big
game with Central High next week," Brad said, his smile broadening as he stood up
and handed the pile of books back to the young woman.
"I'm... I'm fine, thank you."
Nancy couldn't look up at the young man. Her mother and father were right. Sex was
the devil's work. Glancing over at Brad and seeing a wild look in his eyes, the blonde
teen instinctively guessed Satan was operating through this handsome young man.
"You're not walking too steady. Here, come on, I'll help you."
Nancy closed her eyes and fell backward when she felt Brad slip one arm around her
waist. He was touching her. She felt all her defenses collapse at once. Was she that kind
of loose woman? Could she fall that easily? Could all her father's moral training
evaporate under the growing heat of her hot little pussy?
"No, I'm fine!" the young woman nearly screamed, shrugging off his grip and almost
running away. Not watching where she was going, Nancy slipped off the curb and fell
into the street, turning her right ankle.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Brad asked.
The young woman managed to hold on to her books. Bolts of pain shot up her leg and
nearly knocked her out. Nancy managed to lean against a car, holding her foot above
the pavement while fighting back the tears. Oh, she was trapped, trapped! She acted
like a hysterical little girl. Now even if she wanted to run away, she couldn't. Nancy
closed her eyes, fighting back the fear, pain and humiliation.
"I'm... sorry. I guess I twisted my ankle or something."
"Come on. I'll take you to that nurse," Brad said, scooping her up in his powerful arms
and heading back to the school.
Several times, Nancy wanted to tell him just to take her home. But how could she say
something like that? She'd already made a mess of things. Besides, it wasn't as if he
were hauling her to some motel. The nurse would take care of her, phone her parents,
and stay with her until they came. What Brad was doing was kind, was sweet. Relaxing
somewhat, Nancy rested her head against the big boy's chest, listening to the regular
thudding of his heart as they neared the school grounds.
"Best way's in here," he muttered, twisting around so he could get the girl through the
door without banging her injured leg.
"It's awfully quiet."
It was late. There was hardly a sound from any of the rooms. In the background, Nancy
could hear the banging of lockers. The team had just finished practice and was
showering. The girl thought of all those naked, wet, male bodies sweating in the
showers as steam rose in giant puffs around them. Oh, God, couldn't she think about
anything else except sex?
"Shit, she's gone!"
Those words brought Nancy around. Glancing over his arm, the young woman saw
that the school nurse had already packed up and left. Her office was dark.
"Well, the coach's got some bandages around. Just hold your nose. The smell's not too
good down there."
Nancy felt her old fear rising again. He was taking her down a dark corridor to the
coach... supposedly. Clinging to the big athlete, Nancy felt her heart beating so loudly
she was sure he could hear it. Oh, God, and there was nothing she could do about it!
"Good, it's open."
They went into a small room. Nancy held on tightly to him as she looked around:
Small cot-like bed, several stools, tall wooden cabinet with glass doors, coat rack, tall
narrow metal locker. And there was the smell of sweaty old athletic clothes and socks.
"There you go," he said, setting her down on the bed. Nancy pushed her books to the
foot of the bed, keeping an eye fixed on the young man as he flipped on a small floor
lamp. He rummaged around in the cabinet for ankle wraps."Here, I thought he had
something. The coach's great," Brad continued, sliding a stool forward with one foot,
then sitting down and taking her injured foot with one hand."Yeah, the nurse called
him a regular doctor with the guys. She can't be around all the time. And when one of
us fucks up... sorry," he said, noticing the girl wincing when he pronounced that
word."When one of us winds up hurt, he's terrific."
Nancy wasn't listening to him. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the smooth
sensation of his fingers over her leg. Oh, if only those were caresses! Her pussy
fluttered. Those were terrible, erotic thoughts. She'd be damned to hell if she kept
thinking them. But oh, God, how could she stop thinking things like that with Brad
touching her, talking to her! She could hear his breathing, sense his masculinity
covering her like a warm blanket.
"There," Brad said. He was finished. She'd be able to walk away from here, alone with
her fantasies for the evening. God, what a terrible time she was going to have falling
asleep tonight.
Then the young woman realized Brad hadn't released her leg even though he'd finished
wrapping it. Opening her eyes, Nancy saw Brad staring at her, his right hand still
closed around her injured ankle.
"Thank you," she said modestly. Oh, how dry her mouth was. Her tits throbbed while
her nipples stiffened. His eyes blazed in the semi-darkness. She shivered, feeling her
flesh pucker up into goosepimples. It was like having a wild animal studying you, ready
to pounce and tear you to pieces in a second.
"No problem," Brad said. And yet somehow his voice had changed. It was deeper,
shaky. Something had changed. Nancy could feel the air around her thickening. It was
becoming more difficult for her to breathe! Oh, God, the pit of her belly was melting,
flowing down into her pussy.
"I think I'd better get on home now," she said haltingly.
"Not yet," Brad whispered, standing up and moving toward her.
Nancy felt her heart skip a beat while her pulse pounded in her eardrums. She heard
her books and notebook slip from the bed and scatter across the tiled floor as Brad sat
down next to her. Nancy trembled. The young athlete raised one hand and moved it
around her neck. She felt his slow-stroking fingers against her flesh, and that sensation
sent a flutter down her spine to her cunt. Her nipples were growing longer and harder,
pushing against her blouse. The strange, itchy ache was throbbing and pulsing worse
than it ever had – even during the most erotic of her private fantasies! Brad was leaning
forward, drawing her face toward his.
"No, please, don't!"
But her protest sounded very unconvincing. She felt his breath against her cheek. And
then suddenly there was the touch of his lips. Nancy had never been kissed like this
before. She felt something hot and wet wiggling against her lips, pressing them apart,
trying to work into her mouth. He was frenching her!
"I've been watching you, Nancy. You like me, don't you?" Brad whispered, moving his
thick, sensuous lips up and down the side of her neck.
Nancy stiffened, tilting her head back while parting her lips. She was gasping for air,
curling her fingers around the edge of the small mattress for stability. He was trying to
push her down while the young woman tried to keep sitting up. Oh, God, if she gave in
she was lost completely.
"I... feel strange. Don't, Brad, please!"
"I know you've been watching me, feeling the same things I do about you."
Sandra was right. Other people noticed her feelings, even Brad. Oh, God, what shame.
"You're as hot as I am," he whispered, touching the large round swell of her tit.
The blonde young girl shivered. She should scream, should tell him to leave her alone
or she'd cry out for help. But somehow the teenager had lost her voice. She sat on the
edge of the bed, gasping for breath, letting him touch her anywhere he chose. Nancy
felt her flesh grow so hot and wet. She felt a warm trickle flowing through her cunt.
The rush of the thick fuck-oil embarrassed her.
"No, not true!" she cried.
Then Brad locked both arms around her and kissed her savagely. Nancy fought back
with all her strength. But under that wiggling tongue, under his wild caresses, the
young teen quickly surrendered. Nancy was a victim of her body, betrayed by her
feelings. She had tried to fight them. But in the end they overpowered her reason, her
morality. In the end the girl found herself clutching at Brad. She was lying flat on the
bed now, rocking her body back and forth, driving her tongue back into the athlete's
mouth. His thighs were pinning her pelvis to the narrow bed. That strange sensation in
her pussy grew incredibly strong.
"Touch me, baby. I want you to feel just how fuckin' hot you've been makin' me all
these days. Shit, I used to think you were nothin' but a cock-tease!"
Nancy protested. But Brad won out, bringing one hand over between his legs and
pressing her trembling fingers against his fly. His cock was hot, even through his jeans.
She felt the long, stiff bulge in his pants. Nancy shivered, feeling the erotic warm
feeling radiate up her arm. It was as if somehow something had turned on a switch in
her brain. Every nerve-ending in her body lit up. There was a sudden rush of lust in her
cunt that over-powered every decent feeling she ever had.
"Oh, fuck, yeah," Brad whispered, dry-fucking the young woman while covering her
buttocks with his hands. He was working her fleshy round globes apart, making the
blonde teenager gasp with delight. Every time he pulled her asscheeks apart and
kneaded them like fleshy mounds of dough, Nancy felt her cuntlips unstick and rub
over her clit. It was heavenly, wonderful!
The girl threw back her head, feeling her clothes sticking uncomfortably to her body.
Yes, she had to have them off. Oh, what a wonderful thing it would be to have her
fantasy realized, to have Brad's naked body pressing against hers, driving her into the
mattress.
As if reading her mind, Brad started unbuttoning her blouse, exposing more and more
of her flesh.
"Gonna fuck you silly, baby, gonna fuck you wild."
Nancy thought of Sandra. Oh, the girl was a prophet!


Chapter 2

"This is wrong, oh, God, it's... so... wrong."
Nancy couldn't talk anymore. She felt herself swimming around the room, her mind
spinning around and around as Brad opened her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders.
Like most of the girls at her school, the young woman had long since given up wearing
a bra, the only daring thing she'd ever done in her life up to now. Brad leaned over the
trembling teenager, his eyes studying every curve, every swell of her well-developed
body.
"Nothing's more right in the world," Brad countered, moving his hands over her belly,
up to her tits, over her nipples.
Nancy sucked in a deep breath, closing her eyes and grinding her shoulders against the
bed. Oh, yes, yes, it was the devil's work! Shutting her eyes tight, the young blonde
heard her father's ringing voice over and over again: "Sins of the flesh will damn you to
eternity!"
And she was committing one of the worst sins!
But could something that felt so awfully wonderful be hellish? Oh, God, could Brad's
fingers strumming over her nipples, making them firm and hard, damn her forever?
Nancy looked up and watched as the young athlete opened his fly but left the trousers
around his waist.
"Good tits, baby. I've been watchin' them all semester. For a while, I thought you
stuffed Kleenex or something in your bra. But man, no! No bra, no Kleenex!"
Nancy felt a shameless flush of pride. It was the pride of the body, the pride of Satan.
She should fight it with every ounce of morality she had left. But oh, how she melted
when Brad kissed her in that hollow between her shoulder and neck. His hands kept
working over her tits, molding them, kneading them. When the young man moved over
between her legs and slid down, licking his tongue over her chest and finally cupping
his lips over her nipples, Nancy thought she'd die from pleasure.
"Ohhhhh," the girl moaned. Brad sucked on her nipple now, drawing the stiff flesh just
under his front teeth while flicking his tongue over and over the tip of her hard skin. At
the same time he unfastened her skirt, working it slowly down over her quivering hips.
"You're incredible!" Brad panted, sliding the skirt over her bandaged ankle and letting it
float to the floor.
Nancy was spread out almost completely naked on the bed now. Her white cotton
briefs seemed to emphasize the full curve of her pussylips. A faint dark shadow showed
where the damp triangle of her pussyhairs covered her swelling, moist cuntal mound.
The blonde teenager looked up at the athlete, blushing furiously. A flash of hunger
exploded in the young woman's mind. She wanted Brad, wanted him more than ever!
"Beautiful, fuckin' beautiful," he whispered, looking at her body intensely. His
fingertips moved up and down her legs, barely brushing her hot flesh. Nancy bit her
lower lip, feeling her cuntlips swelling, actually moving when Brad's fingers drew close
to her snatch.
So this was what her parents were trying to protect her from! The young woman almost
laughed out loud. There was nothing wrong at all in this so far. The ceiling hadn't
caved in. The devil hadn't popped through the floor in a flash of sulfur and red light.
The only thing that had happened was the hot feeling in her pussy was getting to be
unbearable. And something told her Brad would take care of it.
Nancy loved the slow, caressing way he drew his hand up over her dimpled knees, up
her inner thighs toward her pussy. Oh, how she wished he'd touch her there, touch her
pussy, make her feel what she guessed would be one of the best feelings in her life. But
even now Nancy felt a charge of sexual electricity building up in her crotch. She almost
felt sparks flying off her bloated cuntlips when Brad moved his fingers just under the
elastic band of her leg openings, then drew them away.
Oh, she was so shamelessly hot, wanting him so much. Nancy couldn't wait any longer.
She felt the sexual need growing like a wild, animal-like hunger in her.
Brad smiled, moving his hands back up to her crotch. Slowly, he curled his fingers
under the legbands, drawing them down, pulling her shorts down over her ass. For a
second, they caught on her damp flesh, then pulled free. Stopping for a moment, the
young man moved his right hand up and pressed his palm gently against the crotch
panel. Working his hand back and forth, he rubbed her cuntal mound through the soft
white cotton material.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Nancy snapped her head back and drew her knees up toward her belly. It was
incredible. The soft material was sliding over the seepy velvety lining of her pussy,
stimulating nerve-endings she never knew she had before. He was sopping up her
flowing juices with her briefs, smiling as he watched the blonde teen spin higher and
higher toward climax.
"You didn't want me, eh?"
"Oh, no, no," Nancy groaned.
"Take a look at what you're gonna get."
Brad slid off the bed, pulling his Levi's open after having shrugged off his shirt. The
young athlete shoved his jeans down to his knees, releasing what looked to be an eight
inch cock. Nancy shivered. She'd seen pictures of men in a full state of erection before.
But all of them had normal dicks... six inches or so. But this, this thing hanging
between his legs looked as if it belonged between a horse's hindquarters. No, he'd kill
her with that thing, split her apart with that cock.
Brad guessed what was on her mind and smiled.
"Don't worry about it, baby. It's been inside plenty of cunts, and nobody's ever
complained... once they got used to it," he added.
There was something strange about his smile now. There was an evil quality about it, a
quality of demonic possession. No, no, I can't go through with it! the girl thought to
herself as she lay spread-eagled on the bed. But how could she fight the feelings inside
her? And even if she could, how could she fight off Brad? He was much bigger than she
was. Undoubtedly, he was worked up now, ready to fuck her no matter what she said or
did.
"Please..."
Nancy couldn't finish the sentence. Her eyes traveled over Brad's naked, hairy body.
Sweat made his darkly tanned flesh glisten in the dim light. He looked savage, ready to
tear out her throat as much as fuck her. The young man bent down, unlaced his shoes
and pulled off his socks. After sliding his Levi's off, Brad inhaled deeply, broadening his
already massive chest.
"Man, this is gonna be one hell of a fuck. I can feel the jizz in my dick already," he
whispered, reaching down and cupping one hand around his big leathery balls.
Nancy watched in fascination as he worked his fingers over his hot cock-flesh, sliding
them back and forth, making his balls roll forward with each stroke until droplets of
something gooey oozed from the piss-slit. Nancy licked her lips, thinking her pounding
heart was about to rip through her rib cage.
"Don't... hurt... me."
The words sounded so simple, so stupid. They were words brides used on their first
nights. But oh, how they expressed how Nancy felt! She studied the size of that fat dick
in front of her, mentally measuring how fat and long it was and wondering how
something that big could fit inside her pussy.
And yet in spite of the growing fear, Nancy realized her body felt incredibly alive, more
alert to the sensations around her than it ever had been. Brad climbed back onto the
bed, kneeling between her spread legs, one hand still working over his dick.
"Christ," Brad moaned, closing his eyes and stopping his jacking motion. Nancy saw
him sway drunkenly back and forth. More droplets of that sticky stuff leaked out of his
tiny cock-hole. That had to be some of the cum she had read about, the stuff that shot
out when a man reached climax. The young woman imagined what it would be like
having Brad's long rod jammed up inside her, wondered what sensations she'd feel
when his spunk sprayed into her hole.
Brad opened his eyes, regaining some control. Slowly he dropped down to her, bracing
himself by putting his hands beside either shoulder of the young woman. Nancy felt the
pressure of his long thick pole against her cunt as he dropped down farther and farther.
He was rocking his body back and forth, sliding his dick over the cotton crotch panel of
her briefs. Soon, his lips were sealed over hers once more, his tongue wiggling over her
teeth while his hands moved around her thighs, sliding her panties down farther.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," Brad moaned between his teeth.
Nancy wanted to repeat that forbidden word. It made her shiver, made her hotter than
before. She thought of how they must look, two bodies moving sensuously together, her
legs spread apart while his hairy buttocks moved back and forth, dry-fucking her pussy.
"Ohhhh!"
Nancy's pussy was simmering now, even hotter than before. Brad had slipped her
panties down to her knees. With a quick movement, he pulled her briefs over her
ankles and threw them to the floor. She was naked now, completely without protection.
There could be no denying what was going to happen. She had let it happen,
encouraged it. Oh, she was damned forever. But the young blonde teenager didn't care.
"We can't... fuck," Nancy protested suddenly as she felt his fat dick-head plowing
through the forest of her cunt-hairs.
"Sure we can," he said, lowering his head once more and kissing her passionately.
When he drove his tongue deep in her mouth while moving his dick up and down over
her wet pussy-slit, Nancy forgot her fears, forgot her protests. Yes, they could fuck.
They could do anything. Who said fucking was awful? Fucking! Fucking! The word, the
very thought of it made the young woman a sex animal. All she could think about was
cock, all those inches of hot dick-meat sliding now between her legs, wetting down her
inner thighs with more oozing pre-cum. She wanted him, wanted the big athlete inside
her. Nancy couldn't think of a better feeling than having his dick moving against her
flesh, inching closer and closer to her fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, God!"
But the young woman wasn't praying. All thoughts of morality went out the window
long ago. Then suddenly Brad pulled away, sliding down her body while trailing his
tongue over her flesh. Nancy shuddered. She felt his fingers moving along the outsides
of her outer cunt-flaps, pulling her lips apart, making her clit tingle and twitch with the
pulling sensation. At the same time, the young athlete was wetting down her tits,
leaving a silver trail of his spittle on her flesh.
Then suddenly Nancy realized what he was going to do. Brad was working his head
down to her crotch. He was going to put his mouth around her cunt, eat her out. She
had heard stories in the bathroom about men doing things like that. They had
disgusted her then, and what Brad was doing now terrified her. Oh, it was wrong,
worse than fucking. That was... perversion!
"Don't... stop it!"
"Yeah, baby, I'm not gonna stop it," Brad whispered, twisting his head around and
lapping at her inner thighs. Nancy cried out and snapped her legs together instinctively,
trapping his head between her fleshy thighs. The young man groaned happily, reaching
up and gently pushing her legs apart.
"Ohhhhh!"
The suddenness of his tongue invading her cunt made Nancy almost go into shock. He
was doing it, actually eating her out! Nancy rocked her body from side to side, drawing
her hands up and covering her face. She was so ashamed, ashamed of the positive
feelings she was having down there. Oh, yes, yes, she loved having the young man
move his tongue around inside her pussy, scraping the tip against the velvety moist
lining. He was groaning and she could feel the vibrations of his voice rumbling against
her snatch.
"No, no, don't do this to me... oh, God, it's going so deeeeeep!"
Nancy jerked one hand down and tried to push Brad's head away. But the young man
resisted, groaning louder, pushing in deeper. She could feel his lips smoothing teasingly
against her inner cuntlips. His front teeth gouged her pussy as well, driving the girl
wild. And oh, what a tongue! What it was doing to her. He was stabbing it in and out,
actually fucking her with it. On, God, how could he do it so deep? She was being
fucked with his tongue the way she was certain he was going to fuck her with his dick.
His fingers pinched her thighs. He was forcing them farther apart, wanting her pussy to
open wider. Brad groaned again. Nancy felt her cunt explode wetly against his mouth.
She started squirming out of control, feeling the glistening hot cuntal folds moving
against his tongue, his lips, his teeth.
"Man, you move your ass real nice."
Brad was kissing now up her belly, moving his tongue under her full, heaving tits. She
could smell her juicing cunt on his cheeks. She felt very faint and hot. Oh, God, was
she going to faint during the sex act? Did women ever do that? Was she unusual?
"Oh, I'll get pregnant... I'll get pregnant if I..." The thought of what might happen after
the fucking suddenly hit her.
"I don't use rubbers."
Nancy panicked. What would happen if... oh, how could she face her friends, her
parents if suddenly one day her belly started to swell? She tried to shove the big athlete
away.
"You won't get pregnant," he said, kissing her nose.
"But..."
Nancy stiffened. Something very hot, hard and stiff was pressing against her outer
cuntlips. She felt her pussy-flaps spreading apart, peeling back, folding around the slick
fat dick-head that was shoving into her body.
"Oh, no, no, noooooo..."
Her cuntlips flattened back. The fat slick dick-head moved in, brushing against the
tingling trigger of her clit. Brad pushed his fingers through her blonde hair, held her
face up as he kissed it passionately. She was wet around the eyes, cheeks, forehead.
Nancy gasped. Oh, he was so brutal and so animal at the same time. Sex wasn't the
disgusting, vile thing her mother had described to her. No, it was beautiful, stimulating,
fulfilling. What about that hurt, though? Nancy remembered now what her mother and
some of the girls talked about... the breaking of the cherry, the act that separated the
girls from the women. There was pain, even bleeding sometimes. She stiffened then
gasped.
But Brad was ready for her. He knew there would be pain and fear involved if this were
her first fucking, as he suspected. He wanted to get her hot, so hot she'd almost forget
about the pain involved.
When Brad moved his thighs around, working the top of his fat dick against her clit,
Nancy forgot about the pain. She felt his hot, hard dick just starting to hurt her a little.
Was he going to break her cherry now? She felt so small, so thin and tiny under his
body.
"You won't get knocked up, baby. I promise!"
"You feel so weird. Like you're going to split me apart... ohhhhhh!" Brad dragged his
cock back a little, then shoved it up again. Her cunt stretched wider. The ring of her
pussy-muscles relaxed for a second, then tightened. A shot of pain made Nancy gasp.
"Relax, honey, relax. You gotta let me handle it. Let me inside."
"I can't help it. Oh, God, I can't," Nancy sobbed, turning her head away and fighting
back the tears.
"Put your hand down there. Come on, put it down there and feel what's goin' on."
Nancy bit her lower lip and shoved one hand down her belly. Brad arched his ass up
slightly, making room between them. At last she dared to force her fingers through the
tangle of her pussyhairs. She could feel his hard dick-head now. It was wet with her
juices, dangerously hot, as if it might explode with his cum at any second. Instinctively,
the young woman drew her hand back. But Brad forced her to touch his cock again.
"You feel it baby? Now maybe you're gonna relax finally," he whispered.
"Oh, God, I can't! I can't!"
"Do it!"
Nancy pressed a finger into the squishy mess where her cunt was flooding hot fuck-oil.
She moved it around to the bottom of her fuck-slit and found the tensed, throbbing
muscles making her cuntal mouth so small. Gently, she moved her fingers back and
forth while Brad let his dick-head rest against where she was touching. Gradually, the
blonde teenager felt his dick slipping farther into the hole.
"Oh, my God, it's going in!"
Nancy couldn't believe it. It was working. She shuddered with the wild, sexy sensation
of her cunt being filled with dick-meat. She was being stretched apart, really filled with
this football player's cock.
"Yeah, that's it, honey, keep it loose like that! Man, you're super tight even relaxed!"
Brad slid his tongue into her ear. Nancy shivered with excitement and terror. What was
going to happen to her? He was actually fucking her! What her father had forbidden
her to do, she was committing with joy and relish!
"Ummmmm!"
Nancy dared to move her hips, changing the angle her cunt made with Brad's fat dick.
The young man gasped. He was several inches inside her when two things happened –
Nancy's cunt-muscles tightened and the head of his cock rammed up against her
cherry.
"Ohhhhh!"
Thoughts of pain, of bleeding flashed back into the girl's mind.
"Relax, relax," Brad repeated.
"You're going to hurt me, you're..."
She felt his body tensing, getting ready for the big push. Oh, he was going to rip her
cherry to pieces whether she wanted him to or not; Panic shot through the young
woman's mind. Nancy drew up her hands and pressed her fingers hard against his
chest.
"Stop it, get off!" she screamed. Oh, there was no one around to help her. Brad shoved
down. Nancy cried out in pain, twisting her body as much as she could. The agony
increased. She could hear Brad's shallow, uneven breathing as he backed his dick up,
then shoved down hard.
"AHHHHHHH!"
Nancy felt something tearing deep inside her cunt. With the third hard shove, Nancy's
cherry was pierced, torn aside. The full eight inches of Brad's cock slid in easily,
slamming into the dark, moist depths of the blonde teenager's pussy.


Chapter 3

"You okay?"
Nancy was breathing hard. She felt the pain throbbing between her legs. The young
teenager wanted to cry. Something was gone, some link with her past had been torn
from her cunt. Nancy rolled her head slowly away from Brad and bit her lower lip,
fighting back the tears.
"Nancy?"
Her name brought her back to reality. The sharp pain that had nearly knocked her
unconscious was subsiding bit by bit. The young woman moved her plump asscheeks
from side to side. She could feel his hard cock pressing first against one wet wall of her
pussy, then the other.
"Yes, I think so," she whispered back. Nancy had passed the boundary of decency. In
her father's mind she'd always be a slut, a woman of the streets, the kind of whore he
had warned her about.
"Good. Didn't want you passing out on me... especially on your first fuck."
Nancy stiffened, her face registering the fright when he started drawing his long,
throbbing cock from her pussy. He was halfway out when her cuntal muscles spasmed
and tightened down on him. Brad shivered. He gasped and looked wide-eyed down at
the girl.
"Shit, I've never known a girl who could do that! And this is... fuck, you were a virgin, I
know it! I felt your cherry with my dick." But Nancy kept her eyes shyly down as she
felt a surge of strange power and pleasure shoot through her pussy.
"Just don't snap it off," he joked, trying to smile.
The blonde teenager felt her spasm passing. The muscles relaxed, letting go their hold.
Brad eased his cock back until only the head remained in the grip of her moist outer
pussylips. Nancy started grunting like an animal, moving her thighs back and forth,
actually begging him to shove his dick back into her snatch.
"Want it?"
Nancy nodded her head up and down, blushing furiously.
"How... big are you?" she asked.
"Dunno. Never measured it. But some girl told me I was eight inches," Brad said
nonchalantly.
"Eight..." Nancy gulped. She was being fucked by a horse!
"Maybe a little more. Turn you on?" he said, smiling now. He stopped fucking, kissing
her mouth passionately.
"Oh, God, God," Nancy moaned, tearing her mouth away to gasp for air. Brad arched
his back, starting to shove his dick down on its long trip to the bottom of her
pussy."Ummmmmmm!" The young teenager closed her eyes, drinking in the delicious
sensation his sinking cock created in her pussy. She could hardly believe it when she
felt his swinging balls brush against her fingers. She tensed, waiting for his bulging
dick-head to reach the bottom of her cunt. Nancy thought sooner or later she'd have to
scream out for him to stop.
"Yeah, goin' deep... real deep."
The young woman felt stuffed with dick-meat. Her belly bulged with cock. She heard
the slick squish noises of his dick-shaft sliding past her cuntlips.
"Oh, God, I can't take it much more," she cried out."It feels so tight inside me... tight,
so... tight..." Nancy stammered, her head rolling from side to side. More sweat glistened
on her flesh.
"Man, you're tight, all right. You're the best little fuck I've had."
"It's... oh, God, it's so weird!"
Brad said nothing in response, beginning to fuck her harder. Nancy gasped as his heavy
leathery balls swung up against her asscheeks. She couldn't imagine something like this
happening to her... even now when she knew with one part of her mind that her cherry
was gone and that they were both only minutes away from orgasm. This had to be a
dream – a beautiful, erotic dream she'd awaken from in a few seconds.
Yet the reality of the situation hit her when the young man tilted his body up and made
sure his dick scraped along her clit on the next downward stroke. And when Brad
pulled his dick out, Nancy shivered, moaning loudly as she felt her itchy cuntal walls
collapse after his cock retreated.
"Uhhhhhhh... Brad, it's..."
"You hurt?"
"No, no," she said quickly."Just be... careful."
He pressed in deep. One fat ball nestled against one asscheek. It was then the young
woman realized she was feeling the full length of the athlete's dick. He was all the way
inside her. Mustering all her courage, Nancy moved her hand around her cunt, feeling
down inside a little where his thick cock-shaft had pushed apart the soft folds of her
pussy. No, there wasn't any more cock left to go. She felt the scratchy black hairs
surrounding his dick, felt his hot, muscular groin. She had all those wonderful eight
inches inside her and she hadn't split in two!
"Hey, don't do that, honey, no!"
"What?"
Nancy moved her hand up and down his fat root, caressing his balls with the back of
her hand.
"Man! That! You're gonna make me shoot," Brad gasped, gritting his teeth and shutting
his eyes tight. He shook violently on top of her, trying to regain control of himself.
Nancy held her breath. Their hearts were pounding hard together. The girl was aware
of his heavy legs, how they pinned hers to the small bed. She was aware of his chest,
how the stiff hairs scratched her nipples pleasantly, how his shoulders dug against hers.
It was hard for her to keep still. Finally, she had to rock her hips just to feel his big dick
digging against her cuntal walls.
"Nancy..."
"I can't help it! It feels so good, sooooo good."
"But Christ, you're so fuckin' tight. You're... gonna make me shoot. You want that
now?"
Nancy tried to get control of herself. No. She didn't want him to come yet. She was
close... oh, so close! Still, she knew instinctively there would have to be more friction,
more playing around before she could reach orgasm.
"Kiss me again!"
Brad dug his tongue back into her small mouth immediately. He was moaning,
touching her asshole while she clenched her asscheeks.
"Can't stop, gonna shoot soon. Goddamn it!"
"Ohhhhh, it's soooo good," she moaned. Her legs spread wide apart so his throbbing
cock could slide easily in and out of her furry cunt-hole. The sound of his dick
trenching out her cunt filled the small athletic room. Bubbly hot pussy-juice oozed
down her thighs, coating his pumping prick. The small bed rocked and squeaked as the
two young teenagers rocketed toward a mutual orgasm.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Brad was fucking hard now, arching his body up, making sure his dick rubbed
constantly against Nancy's clit. His hairy, hard body rubbed over hers until every 
nerveending was standing on end. The blonde teenager begged for fucking, demanded more
prick-meat. Brad's hips worked down, shoving his cock in and out like a piston.
"Good, baby?"
"Sooo good," Nancy groaned. She was whirling out of control now. Her mouth was
half-opened while her nostrils flared. Her breathing had taken on a soft, wheezing
sound. Beneath her, the young woman could feel the sweaty top sheet wrinkling under
her buttocks as she writhed and thrashed. The rushing of Brad's cock as it ripped
through her tight cunt was driving her crazy. And the way he was hammering against
her clit aroused her to a sexual frenzy. She was only seconds away from her first big
climax.
"In, in, in!" the girl cried with each forward stroke. Her body was shaking from the
powerful fucking blows. She grunted with the force of his shoves. Her cunt was being
peeled open, stretched wide by his working strokes. Nancy swore his cock was actually
swelling wider and wider, stretching her open until she felt as if she were going to come
apart.
"Ohhhhhhhh man!" Brad cried, holding his body still for a moment. Nancy cried out,
arching her back, digging her shoulders and neck hard into the pillow while shaking
and demanding him to finish."Can't hold back," he said in a strained voice.
"God!"
Nancy cried wildly as a flash of sexual fire raced through her cunt. She was holding on
to Brad now with both arms, having scissored her legs around his back. Oh, it was
shameless, awful! She was acting like an experienced slut. The way she was fucking
with this young athlete, no one could guess she had just lost her virginity seconds ago.
Then somewhere deep inside her pussy the explosion began. It shot through her cunt,
spreading through to her ass, then back up to her tits. The young woman felt her body
tighten up. Her muscles were clenching around his sliding dick. Nancy braced herself
for the wild climax she knew was only around the corner.
"Cum!" Brad shouted, driving his hips down and keeping them pressed hard against
her pelvis. Nancy could feel his dick dancing around in her cunt, shooting out
something hot and sticky that burned into her pussy-walls. It burned so hotly that
Nancy lost control. She arched her body, feeling a weird flash tear through her cunt. It
felt as if the world around her were exploding, crashing in on her while her clit
sputtered and quivered with orgasm. Her cuntal walls spasmed as her snatch clutched
Brad's shooting meat, holding his squirming cock tightly.
"Cum, you little slut!" Brad groaned in her ear, digging his thick fingers into her soft
flesh. She felt him still shooting the thick, scalding white cream in to her pussy. His
balls were up tight against his cock-root, pumping more and more of the thick spunk
into her hole. He pushed his body down harder and held it there, sealing them together
with his spraying cream.
"Cummmmmm!" Nancy cried out. She was shouting, raking her fingernails over his
back, beating his ass with the balls of her feet while her orgasm began. Oh, God, she'd
never felt anything like that before in her life. Even in bed when she came, the spasms
had never been this intense. There was almost a kind of pain involved with each
contraction. Nancy held on tightly, working her plump asscheeks back and forth,
screaming and moaning as the spasms seemed to go on forever.
"Okay?" Brad spoke after several minutes of silence had passed. Nancy was lying
quietly, her eyes closed while her breathing slowly returned to normal. She could still
feel Brad's fat cock twitching occasionally in her cunt, rubbing against the cum-smeared
walls. Oh, it had been wonderful. Nancy now knew what the term "fulfillment" meant.
She couldn't have imagined fucking could be so wonderful, so mind-blowing. The
blonde teenager now knew what her girlfriends meant when they talked ecstatically
about their various boyfriends. She had been missing oh so much by not dating, by not
letting a boy "take advantage of her," as her mother used to say!
Her mother! Suddenly Nancy's thoughts took a different turn. Her family! Everything
that had meant so much to her up to now! She couldn't just throw them all in the trash
bin. Oh, God, they would all disown her if they could see her now.
"Something wrong?"
Nancy was wiggling underneath Brad, trying to scoot away. Yes, she loved the sensation
of his dick in her cunt. She wouldn't have minded having him stay with her until his
cock grew hard again. Oh, yes, fucking once more with Brad was very much on her
mind. But thoughts of her puritanical mother and father flashed through her brain.
"I have to go."
"Hey, I didn't hurt you or anything, did I?"
"No. Just – let me go!" Nancy said, almost hysterical.
Brad pulled his dick out and rolled over onto one side. The young woman shivered,
rubbing her palms over her upper arms. Ohhh, how good the big athlete had felt inside
her. What a wonderful, terrible thing she'd done. And now she had to live with it... face
her parents and live with it.
Looking down, the blonde teen saw her blouse and skirt lying crumpled on the floor.
Her books and papers were scattered all around. For some reason, Nancy felt like
crying as she slid off the small bed and touched the cold tiled floor with her toes."Is
there some place to... wash?" she said hesitatingly.
"Over there. Be careful, though. Some of the guys are still around. Unless you wanna
be seen, check the hall before runnin' across," Brad warned, grinning from ear to ear.
Nancy guessed he knew what was going through her mind – her confusion, her guilt –
and he was enjoying it immensely. She flashed him a dirty look. Oh, he looked so
smug, leaning across the rumpled bed, resting his head on one hand while quietly
playing with his semi-erect meat.
Nancy cracked the door and peered out into the deserted corridor. Safe! Holding her
skirt, bra, panties and blouse over her tits, the young woman ran across the hall and
into another small room. Nancy stopped short as the door swung shut behind her. A
row of urinals faced her. A men's room! Brad was having a good laugh on her! She
could just imagine the jokes he'd be telling his friends later – about how hot she was,
how much she begged him for cock-meat, and all the while pretending to be such a
reluctant virgin all these years.
Turning around, Nancy saw a row of shower stalls. The sound of water dripping from
faucets to concrete floors echoed in the bathroom. The young woman relaxed a little.
No, Brad hadn't lied to her. Sighing, the young teenager set her clothing carefully on a
wooden stool to one side of the stalls and stepped in, closing the door tightly behind
her and turning on the water.
Ohhh, how good the tiny stream of warm liquid felt against her flesh. She was washing
away her guilt, washing herself clean for her family. No, she couldn't think about what
had happened between her and Brad. It was an error... a costly mistake, granted, but
still a mistake! She would have to pick up her life and put it back together again. But
still, the damage wasn't overwhelming.
These and other similar thoughts whirled around her mind as the young woman turned
slowly under the spraying water.
"Hey, man, good game! C'mon, let's clean up. Then we'll go out lookin' for some good
cunt," one player said, kicking the outer door of the locker room open and striding in.
He hitched the white towel around his thick-muscled body, turning around and facing
another young athlete.
"Fuck homework. Say, some of the girls on the squad are gonna give a party tonight.
You know Jennie," his partner said in a confidential tone of voice.
"Yeah," the other player sighed, rubbing his stiffening dick under his towel."Good
fuck."
"Good head, too. Anyways, she's... hey, who's takin' a shower?"
The young men stopped their conversation mid-stream, staring at a surprisingly thin
image through the opaque glass door. The first player walked silently up to the stall,
about to open it, when his eyes fell on Nancy's bra. The two athletes first looked at one
another in surprise, then broke into wide grins.
"Okay, honey, come on out of there!"
Nancy froze on the spot when the door flew open. She stood under the streaming
water, her hair plastered to her skull. Immediately, her hands flew over her cunt while
she shrugged her upper arms over her tits. She crouched, backing up until she bumped
the wall with her naked wet asscheeks. Her eyes widened while her lower jaw
slackened.
"Get out of here!" she screamed, her face reddening with shame.
"Hey, baby, come on. You're the one in here," the first athlete said, reaching in and
wrapping his fingers around her arm. He yanked her out of the stall, his towel falling
from his waist, revealing a cock as large or larger than Brad's. Nancy was screaming,
slipping on the wet floor while trying to wiggle free of her tormentors.
"Please, let me go! Oh, God, I'm so ashamed!" she moaned, still trying to cover herself
up. The men stood in front of her, the first football player still holding on tightly to her
arm. She twisted her head away. No, she wasn't going to stare at him. That was awful,
terrible. Two naked men looking at her. Maybe they were going to... do something with
her.
"Hey, why worry about Jennie when we can have ourselves a little fuckin' session here?"
the second athlete said, scratching his thick black beard.
Nancy's eyes widened while her head snapped up. Fuck? Both of them? Oh, God, no,
no! It was a nightmare, an awful, terrible dream. She became frantic, hysterical. She
twisted around again, trying to break free of the grip. Screaming loudly, Nancy felt her
feet sliding out from under her. The first man caught her, pressing his hairy groin and
his cock against her jiggling asscheeks while moving his hands over her tits. Nancy
cried out, trying to kick back at him.
"Lemme go! Oh, God, help meeee!"
The first man muttered a curse, moving one hand up to her mouth and preventing her
from screaming. Nancy felt her scalp crinkle with terror as both of them started
dragging her out the door.
"Hey, what the hell's goin' on here?"
Nancy felt relief wash over her. It was Brad.
"Hey, wanna join us?" We just found this cunt in the shower and..."
"I know. I put her in there. Now leave her the fuck alone."
Nancy felt the fingers release her immediately. Crying out, she staggered away from the
three men, sobbing hysterically while grabbing her clothes and pushing them in front of
her tits and cunt.
"You know, you piss me off... I mean, all the time. You think just 'cause you run the
god-damned team you can tell us what to do all the time," the first athlete said, putting
his hands on his hips and tilting up his chin defiantly. Nancy watched Brad. He said
nothing. Then she realized he had shifted position slightly, enough to let everyone
know he was ready for a fight. His muscles tensed while his fingers curled into fists.
Two against one, and the young woman was sure Brad could handle himself.
"Now get the fuck outta here," Brad said, sensing the threat was over."You, too, Billy."
"C'mon. We'll take a shower later," the first man said, eyeing Nancy evilly, then
stalking out of the shower room.
"You're causing a lot of trouble," Brad said, arching his eyebrows and staring at the
door Billy and his friend had just walked through."Watch out for those two. They're
trouble."
Nancy gathered her clothes tightly to her tits and shivered. She had the feeling her
problems had only just begun.


Chapter 4

"Come on, Nancy, I know something's up. You did fuck him, didn't you?"
The blonde teenager sucked in a nervous deep breath. The guilt was written all over her
face. How could she deny it? It had been nearly two weeks since that scene with Brad.
Now the guilt was really bothering her. Her father had called her a model of virginity
several times when he heard of some of his neighbor's girls getting pregnant. Nancy
had nearly choked on dinner. She had to tell someone about what had happened. That
was why she called Sandra this evening and asked to come over. The brunette's parents
were out for the night.
"I... yes, we... fucked!"
The word sounded so dirty now. When she was rolling around in the bed with Brad it
had sounded like poetry. Now it reminded her of a full garbage can.
"And..."
Nancy snapped her head around and looked with surprise at her friend.
"And? What do you mean, and? That's all there is!" Nancy was lying. She had received
several obscene calls during the week. She thought of those two athletes she'd met in
the locker room and their confrontation with Brad. Billy Dennis was one and Jeff
Gruber was the other. Troublemakers, both of them, she thought to herself. Somehow,
she was certain, they'd obtained her phone number and were now harassing her.
"Okay, don't tell me," Sandra said, scooping up more chips from the bowl. She
munched quietly, staring at her friend before speaking again."But you're scared. I've
been watching you, Nancy. You're jittery lately. What's going on with you?"
The blonde inhaled deeply. Should she tell Sandra? Should she involve her friend? Well,
who else was there to tell? She wasn't sure enough to accuse Billy and Jeff. And even if
she were, how could she tell the truth about what had happened? In the end, Nancy
was sure she'd look like the town slut!
"It's Billy and Jeff... those two on the team," she said.
"You fucked them, too?" Sandra blurted out, arching her eyebrows in genuine surprise.
"No, no!" Nancy mustered her courage and told the story from the beginning, pausing
occasionally to fight down the fright and tears. When she was through, she dropped her
eyes to the floor. The only sound was the ticking of the wall clock.
"Whew! You had a close call with those two. I've heard stories from some of the
cheerleaders on the squad. Both of them are kinky, you know?"
Nancy gave her friend a quizzical look. Sandra crossed her bare legs, tucking her feet
under her ass while scooping up more chips.
"I mean, they're not into regular sex. They're into a weird kinda macho trip... ropes, all
that kind of thing. And when a girl puts 'em down... sorta like what happened in the
locker room, they get all bent outta shape. You'd better watch it," Sandra said, her voice
dropping as she leaned forward.
Nancy felt more frightened than she had ever felt in her life. She sensed evil all around
her. Oh, God, what could she do? Where could she go? Her parents? She'd have to tell
them what happened. No, no, she couldn't face doing that!
"What can I do? Oh, Sandra, I'm so frightened!" Nancy said in a quivering voice.
"Maybe Brad can help you," the brunette said after thinking for a minute."It's the only
thing I can think of right now, unless you wanna tell your folks."
"No!" Nancy shouted. No, that was out of the question.
"Maybe we should call him now. I think he's listed in the student directory," Sandra
said, scooting across the floor toward the telephone table.
"Let me think about it," Nancy said, putting one hand on her friend's shoulder. She
hadn't seen or heard from the big football player since their night together. She felt
ashamed to call on him for help now.
"Okay," Sandra said, shrugging her shoulders and leaning against the sofa."But you'd
better let me help somehow. I don't think you've heard the last from those two."
Nancy shivered, thinking about her long walk home tonight from Sandra's. Her father
had gone to a religious meeting while her mother was at home alone.
"You can wait for my dad. He'll be home around eleven."
Nancy glanced at the clock. It was nine. She'd promised to be home at nine-thirty, and
she knew her mother would be calling the police if she were five minutes late.
"Call my mom and tell her I'm on my way. And I promise I'll think about what you
said," Nancy said, getting up and stretching her legs.
"Just be careful," Sandra warned once more, walking her friend to the door."Those guys
are so creepy."
Nancy wished in a way she hadn't visited Sandra that evening. Now her worst fears
were confirmed. She thought of those two football players and what they could do to
her. Oh, dear God, she hadn't done anything to them. Why would they want to
terrorize her.
Gathering her small woolen jacket around her throat, Nancy walked quickly from
Sandra's house and turned south on the avenue. Thank God the City Council had
installed new mercury lamps on the street last month. The bright light illuminated the
empty street as Nancy quickened her steps.
Turning another corner, Nancy peered down a darkened avenue. She always hated that
street at night. The young woman had only three blocks to walk on it until she came to
her street. Still, images of rapists and thieves raced through her mind as she ran the
short distance. Keeping her eyes focused straight ahead, Nancy started down the
darkened street. She had nearly reached the end when she heard a car squeal to a stop
behind her.
"Come on, blondie. Get in."
The voice was familiar. The tiny hairs on her neck stood on end as she recognized
Billy's voice. They had been following her!
"No!"
Nancy heard a car door opening. She froze for a second, then broke into a run. The
bright lights of La Cienega Avenue were just ahead of her. If only she could make it,
those fiends wouldn't dare try anything in public.
"Get her!"
She heard footsteps racing behind her. Only a few feet to go!
"Ohhhh!"
Jeff grabbed her right wrist and pulled back, hauling her to the sidewalk. A shock of
pain raced through her arm. She was almost sure the athlete had dislocated it. Her
knees hit the concrete.
"Haul 'er in."
She felt hands all around her, dragging her off the sidewalk, over the curb into the
street. She was moaning, begging them to let her go. She twisted as best she could, the
pain still throbbing in her right arm. Hands moved over her ass and shoved up, forcing
her to tumble into the rear seat of the car. Doors slammed, an engine raced, and they
were speeding down the boulevard.
"Where are you taking me?"
Nancy straightened herself in the rear seat, cringing against one corner of the car. Billy
was driving while Jeff sat in back with her.
"None of your business, bitch! We thought you'd dig some real kinky stuff. I mean, you
and Brad made it. But shit, he just likes ordinary fuckin'. We're gonna show you some
real sex. When we get through with you, you ain't gonna want just plain fuckin'."
Nancy remembered what Sandra had told her. Ropes, whips, chains! She freaked,
twisting around and pulling open the rear door. She would rather pitch herself out on
the street and take her chances than submit to these perverts!
"Get... back!" Jeff said, reaching around with one arm and pulling her into the car by
the throat. She kicked and screamed, twisting her head around, trying to bite his
fingers, trying to do anything to get him off her. No, no, she couldn't face the kind of
horror he had planned for her.
"Man, shut her up."
"I know one hell of a way!"
"Help! Help!" Nancy screamed, tearing away from Jeff's grip for a second and beating
at the glass. But the passing cars either didn't see her or thought she was just joking.
"Shut up!" Jeff snarled, raising one hand high, then bringing it down with a resounding
slap against one side of her head.
Nancy groaned, her head snapping to the right from the force of the blow. Stars
exploded in front of her while every tooth in her skull ached. She fell dazed in the big
man's arms.
"Please, please, please, let me go. I swear, I don't mean anything against you. Please,"
she mumbled, tears oozing from her eyes and staining her cheeks.
"Baby, you want cock. You want cock so hard, you're cryin' every time some dude
sticks his dick in you!"
"That's not true!"
How could they be saying something so vile, something so awful as that? She had
fucked with only one man. And then he practically had to rape her before she... no, no,
that wasn't true at all! She was hot, hot for Brad, so hot she nearly invited him to her
bed several times.
"Sure it is. And it's true now. You want my dick, don'tcha?"
Nancy's head began to clear. She felt his hands rubbing over her tits, over her thighs.
He'd hitched up her skirt, revealing her panties. Something strange was going on in her
body, something she couldn't understand. Her snatch was getting hotter and wetter.
Her tits started to swell, the nipples pressing hard against her bra cups. Oh, God, she
was feeling the same sensations she felt when Brad handled her. But he was gentle,
caring. Here she was being brutalized, kidnapped, taken off to God-only-knows what
kind of fate. And yet, she was excited!
"Feel this cock, baby. You think Brad's cock's so fuckin' great."
His tone of voice, his overpowering masculinity was doing crazy things to her cunt. The
ache in her nipples grew more and more intense as he forced one hand toward his
crotch.
"No, no, please!" she whispered in a tight voice."Man, you know you want dick. I seen
it in your fuckin' eyes, Nancy. You'd like to take on every dude on the team... in the
school, I'll bet."
"Hey, take it easy with her. I want some of the action," Billy said, glancing up in the
rear view mirror occasionally, and rubbing his stiffening dick while he watched his
buddy fondle the young girl.
"Don't! That's not true! Once, only once," she whispered tightly. She begged
desperately as she felt her resistance weakening. She was almost ready to stop fighting
him. Nancy heard the sound of his zipper opening, felt him fumbling around as he
unbuttoned the top button of his Levi's and slid them down. She could feel his hairy
legs against her elbow as he pulled her across his lap. The sour odor of his crotch
invaded her nostrils.
"Ever take cock in your mouth? Give head?"
The suggestion was too sick, too awful for her to answer.
"You're gonna learn fast if you ain't done it before."
Nancy struggled helplessly. Jeff was too strong for her. His hands turned her around,
forced her face toward his crotch.
"Feel my dick, baby. You want that big, fat slippery thing, don'tcha?"
Nancy clenched her teeth and shook her head violently back and forth. No, no, he
wasn't going to make her do that horrible thing! She wasn't going to... oh, God, take
that dick in her mouth!
"You'll suck dick, take a good rodding, anything to satisfy your cunt, right?"
"No, that's not true!"
Nancy couldn't believe these men were talking like this.
"Brad just don't fuck with any girl. The ones he takes to bed are always hot. You think
he's gonna see you again?" Jeff said, his Voice changing in tone. He sounded almost as
if he were going to laugh.
"I... that's... I don't know!"
Jeff and Billy broke out laughing. Nancy struggled back against the side of the car,
holding her throat with both hands. Peering down, she caught sight of the young man's
dick as it throbbed and wiggled between the opened halves of his trousers.
"Man, he ain't interested in you. After one fuck ol' Brad gives 'em to the rest of the
guys."
Nancy felt sick. They were talking about her, her body, her lost virginity. They were
talking about it and laughing.
"Oh, shit, baby, you got a lot to learn about this football team. We're takin' you to a
place where you'll get a good education. Shit, I'm not gonna let you swing on this
dick... yet," Jeff said, stuffing his dick back in his pants."You'll have time."
"Yeah, lots of time," Billy echoed.
Nancy sat in the rear seat not saying a word the rest of the way. She watched as they
entered Hollywood. The run-down businesses, porno shops and movie theaters, the
male and female prostitutes lining the sides of Santa Monica Boulevard – it all made
the young woman ill. There was something decadent about Hollywood, something that
made the young blonde want to take a bath every time she rode through it. And now
she was being taken into the heart of that area with these two perverts.
"Over there!" Jeff said, leaning forward and pointing a finger at a small alley just
beyond Hayworth Avenue. Billy turned and slowed the car. Nancy peered down the
dark street. Mostly warehouses and old rundown apartment buildings lined the dimly
lit avenue. They rolled a few blocks past Santa Monica, then turned into a smaller alley.
"Okay, we're here."
Nancy looked around. There was nothing but darkness. In the background she could
hear several dogs barking angrily. Billy opened his door while Jeff hitched up his
trousers, buttoned them, then pushed the young woman out the rear door.
"They're going to like her. She'll bring a good price," Billy said, his eyes gleaming
unnaturally.
Nancy didn't even bother questioning them any longer. Whatever plans they had for
her, she was certain they'd be repulsive. As the three of them approached the rear door
of an old two-story brick warehouse Nancy mustered her strength. She sensed she'd
soon need every ounce of it to support her through the night.
"Yeah?" a voice called out from behind a small window in the door. Jeff had knocked
loudly three times, then stepped back into the light thrown off by a shaded outside
bulb.
"Me. I got something for you... if you got stuff for me."
There were the sounds of a muffled conversation behind the door, followed by the
clicking of a turning doorknob.
"Inside," Jeff ordered, pushing Nancy forward between the shoulder blades.
"Not bad. She willing, or did you force her into this?"
Nancy shivered, rubbing her fingers up and down over her forearms. The voice seemed
disembodied, coming from the darkness shrouding the large room. The young blonde
wrinkled up her nose. There was the smell of stale smoke and excrement. Dimly, she
could make out stacks of wooden crates, some of them shattered, others stacked
carelessly atop one another. The barking of the dogs had stopped, leaving only an eerie
silence. She felt cold and damp. Nancy wished she'd brought her sweater with her.
"Naw, we took her. Thought you could use her."
The teenager felt as if she were being examined, studied as if she were an animal for
sale. If someone had asked her to open her mouth so he could examine her teeth, the
blonde wouldn't have been surprised.
"Not bad, not bad. You caught us at a good time. We got some people coming in from
Jersey and the City. Couple of 'em are here already. Girl we got for the part is gettin'
cold feet. We thought we'd have to, you know, work her over. But this one... who
knows? Come on, we got some coke for you guys."
Cocaine! This was a pickup point for these two! And was she the price? What about
those men from New York City and New Jersey? What part? What about the girl who
refused to do whatever they wanted? Nancy's heart beat wildly as they forced her
deeper into the warehouse.
"You wanna stick around for the action, or you wanna go back and sniff? No sniffin'
an' snortin' around here," the voice said.
Jeff and Billy looked at the small bag filled with white powder, then turned their eyes
on Nancy. For the first time, the girl wished the two of them would stay. As foul as
they were, Nancy felt as if she could trust them. This voice, this disembodied spirit
seemed straight from hell. God only knows what he would put her through.
"We'll stay... for a while," Jeff finally said, shoving the bag carefully in his front
pocket."I wanna get a piece of the action."
"Who knows... might be able to use you in somethin'."
They walked farther, no one saying a word. For a while, Nancy thought they were
going to walk right through the door at the opposite end of the building. Then they
came to a large white door.
"Through here," the voice said.
Nancy turned. The light was brighter in this area. She could see the man was in his
forties, fat, bald, with thick lips. They were curled up in an ironic smile. He was turning
the brass handle of the door, shoving it open and gesturing for her to enter.
"Inside," he repeated.
Reluctantly, Nancy walked through the door-way, stepping into a brilliantly lit room all
painted in white. She covered her eyes at first, the intensity of the light hurting her
eyes. Suddenly, she was aware of something brushing against her legs. She cried out,
jumping to the right and holding her arms tightly to her sides.
Peering down, Nancy saw that what had tickled the sensitive soft area behind her knees
was a large male Doberman pinscher.


Chapter 5

"Stop it! Stop him!"
Nancy backed up, covering her face while the big animal trotted around her, sniffing up
her legs, backing down, barking, then moving up to her once more. Gradually, the
blonde teenager was aware of other people in the room.
"Who said you could bring the kids with you?" a voice shot out.
"They wanna watch. They've done good by us before. It ain't no harm," the little fat
man said.
Nancy focused her eyes and saw three men sitting on overturned crates in front of her.
They were wearing crumpled business suits, their dress shirts opened with loosened ties
dangling in front. Two of the men could have been her father. The third was about
thirty – good-looking, well-built, possibly Italian or Greek. There were strange metal
cylinders scattered on the floor in front of the third man, while camera pods, portable
lights, reflectors and other movie equipment stood around. Nancy stared at the three
men, then turned around and looked questioningly at Jeff and Billy.
"I don't think she's got what's happenin'," Jeff said, rocking back and forth on his heels.
"I don't care whether she gets it or not. We've gotta get this film back to New York for
processing and distribution tomorrow."
"Movie?" Nancy blurted out. So that was it! They were making porno flicks, and she
was going to be the star.
"Hey, the little girl's smart," the first fat man said, rubbing his chin and taking a good
look at the blonde for the first time. Nancy felt unclean. She was a piece of meat in the
market being examined and for what? They were going to make her commit
unspeakable acts for a movie!
"Get 'er undressed so we can get started. It's late already and we got a nine o'clock
flight tomorrow," one of the businessmen said tiredly, turning around and examining
the camera.
"Where's the other cunt?" the first man said, placing a fat hand on Nancy's shoulder.
The girl shrank away, twisting around and screaming at him.
"Don't you touch me! Oh, my God, leave me alone!"
The three men in front of her were stunned. Then one of them smiled.
"Hey, that's what we like. Fuck, the other broad was almost yawnin' with Vito over
there," he said, pointing at the handsome young businessman who was pulling off his
jacket while staring at the trembling young woman."Goddamn it, let's get this camera
rollin'. Come on, get that fuckin' dog ready."
"No, don't touch me!"
Nancy backed away, crouching down, her eyes wide, her nostrils flared as Jeff and Billy
started for her. The two boys were worried. They didn't want to offend Marty, the first
man Nancy had encountered at the warehouse. He'd been important in supplying them
with coke and other drugs, both for personal use and for sale in school. All that was for
girls he could get for personal use, movies and friends who came in the city. Nancy was
only beginning to guess just how deeply these boys were involved in this sick industry.
"Ohhhhh!"
The Doberman circled her and pressed his cold black snout against the back of her left
knee. Nancy shivered, jumping to one side. Jeff and Billy blocked her way to the door.
Vito had already removed his shirt and was starting to unbutton his trousers, when he
stopped.
"Dog scene first, eh?" He shrugged his shoulders and snapped his trousers back
up."Okay, I'll take her in the ass later."
Nancy couldn't believe she was hearing this kind of awful talk. They were going to
degrade her horribly, make her commit some sickening sexual act. No, she'd rather die,
rather have that animal rip out her throat than submit to more sexual humiliation.
"Down, down," she screamed, slapping at the jumping Doberman. He seemed more
playful than dangerous. But Nancy remembered hearing stories about how Dobermans
turned on their owners at times. A friendly Doberman could suddenly become a killer!
She looked down at the black, huge animal. His pointed ears edged back while his
stubby tail wagged back and forth. The dog's powerful sides were moving in and out
quickly. He was excited, standing in front of her, rolling his dark brown eyes up in his
head and staring at her.
"But the other girl and this one's different," one of the old men from New York
objected. His partner had managed to get the camera going and pointed it at Nancy.
The girl screamed, covering her face and turning around.
"Who's gonna notice? This one's tryin' to hide her face, anyway. We'll figure out a
change in the story-line later. Where the hell's that other broad?"
"Still in the john, Fred," Marty said, scratching his cock. The fat man's eyes were
gleaming with excitement as he watched Nancy fighting off the animal.
"That's it, baby. Come on, fight 'im off. Remember, he's gonna tear you up. He's gonna
try to fuck you!" the fat man behind the camera said, adjusting one of the lenses. He
spread his legs farther apart for better support. Vito picked up an unexposed can of film
and held it ready for loading as the camera whirred. Billy and Jeff backed away,
relatively sure the Doberman could take care of himself.
Nancy kept her face hidden from the camera. Oh, God, they were going through with
it. She couldn't believe this. There was no escape. She was trapped like some kind of
cornered animal. And between her legs was that powerful dog, his dark pink tongue
hanging from one corner of his mouth while his lower jaw slackened, revealing a killer
set of crisscrossed fangs. Shivers of terror raced up and down the young teenager's
spine. In desperation, she kicked out at the animal.
The Doberman jumped to one side, Nancy's right leg barely brushing his skull.
Twisting his head around, the animal snapped dangerously close to her feet. Nancy
cried out, drawing the offending leg behind the other one and stepping back. She felt
the wall pressing against her buttocks and shoulders. She had reached the end of the
room. Now there was nothing to do except submit, or fight a useless battle.
"Stop! Oh, God, help meeee!"
Nancy covered her face, digging her nails into her forehead. The animal had grabbed
the hem of her skirt with his powerful front teeth and was tearing it. Nancy shuddered,
reaching down and trying to pull the garment free of the Doberman. With a loud
tearing sound, the skirt split up the middle. Part of her fleshy inner thighs was revealed.
Nancy screamed out again and turned, running to the other end of the room. The
Doberman barked loudly, following closely behind her. Fred followed with the camera,
spittle flecking his thick lips. He was growing excited as he watched the helpless girl
pursued by the animal. Still, his business-sense stayed with him as he skillfully
manipulated the camera.
"Noooo!"
She slapped downward at the big dog. He had her cornered. She was sobbing, feeling
her flesh crawl as the Doberman crouched in front of her. A low, throaty growl filled
the room and made Nancy's blood boil. Crawling forward, he nosed between the girl's
legs. Again she slapped down drawing her hands quickly behind her back and pressing
them against the wall when the dog snapped at her fingers. No, she couldn't try that
again!
"Oh, no, no," Nancy moaned, stumbling back along the wall. She didn't know where
she was going. The room seemed to swim in front of her. The big animal threaded back
and forth between her legs, making walking difficult. She knew she had to keep
moving. Once she stopped, the animal would corner her, and then – then God only
knows what would happen to her!
"Come on, honey. We got plenty of this other shit. You gotta go down on the dog
now," Fred muttered from behind the camera.
"Get away from me! Stop it!" Nancy screamed. She tried to kick at the dog when he
swirled under her and bumped her cuntal mound with his snout. But the big dog was
used to this. He swirled behind her easily, the muted growling sound coming from his
throat growing in intensity. Nancy could feel his hot breath on the inner surfaces of her
thighs. For some reason she felt oddly excited. It was something like the feeling she had
in the car when Jeff tried to make her give him a blow-job in the back seat. She knew
she should only be feeling a sickening kind of revulsion. Instead, she was growing hot,
curious, wondering what it would be like to submit to something horrible like this! Was
she actually sexually excited by the animal? He was just a dog. It was stupid to blame
him for his excitement. These men were forcing him to... to do what? Nancy wasn't
sure exactly what was going to happen.
"Ohhhh!"
He was licking her now, licking the soft area behind each knee. He was wetting her legs
with his wonderful tongue. Wonderful? Had she said that to herself? The blonde
teenager shook her head violently from side to side, driving out those horrible thoughts.
"Hey, man, I think she's turnin' on to this kinda shit!" Jeff said, reaching for his bag of
coke. Billy stood ready to snort, one eye on his buddy, one eye on the cringing blonde.
"Yeah. Ain't too many chicks I seen even in the City likes dogs," Vito said, impressed
by Nancy's sudden change in attitude.
The girl could only hear the wild pounding of the blood in her ears. Oh, God, it felt...
she didn't dare turn to face the men or the animal. Her sensations were something to
be damned. Even her pious father hadn't talked about this kind of feeling. Occasionally
he made casual reference to the "sins of Sodom," hinting that there was more going on
behind the walls than just asshole-fucking. But dogs, animals?
This was awful! She had to keep moving, keep her legs away from the licking
Doberman. But where could she go? The men were all around, leering at her, filming
her! It was a miracle they hadn't all fallen on her at once and torn her clothes from her,
forcing her to submit to the wild animal. But no, they liked it this way. It was real! Her
terror and revulsion were authentic! It was something the movie audience would pick
up on quickly in the theater.
"No... ohhhhh!"
Why was she shaking so much? The dog was moving behind her. Nancy pushed herself
off the wall and stumbled forward. She was confused, off-balance. Her mind whirled
around while a swelling ball of sexual hunger began to build in her belly. She was
panting, panting as hard as the dog was. Nancy grasped frantically at a chair nearby
and held herself up while the dog butted her thighs farther apart. He started to move
his tongue over her thighs once again. Nancy cried out, but this time she did nothing to
discourage the animal. What could she really do? The times she tried to push the dog
away he had nearly snapped off a foot or hand. The girl dropped her head, her long
blonde hair curtaining her face. No, she could run no farther. She'd exhausted her
options and now could only give in. And when she felt the silken material of her wet
panty crotch press against her pussylips, Nancy shivered. What did it matter, anyway?
"This is awful!"
Her words sounded so tiny in that large room. The young woman inhaled sharply. She
smelled something. Her pussy? Was she that excited she was actually juicing herself?
She felt something wet dribbling down her thighs and thought at first it was the
Doberman's spit. But now she wasn't sure. The young girl tightened her grip on the
back of the chair and spread her legs farther apart, tilting her ass up while snapping her
head from side to side. She knew it was her cuntal juice! The animal liked it. He was
after that! It was terrible, awful! She was the victim of this mindless animal. She hated
him. And she hated herself for giving into this beast so easily.
"No, no," Nancy moaned. But her words had lost their effective energy. The animal's
tongue lapped noisily at her crotch. She felt the damp nylon being stretched from her
cuntal mound, felt the rough surface of the Doberman's tongue graze one exposed
cuntlip. She gasped from the unbelievable ticklish sensation of that touch. Nancy
straightened her body, pushing back from the chair while shoving her hands down to
cover the exposed pussy. The dog licked at her fingers, nuzzling at them while trying to
shove his tongue back on her wet panty-crotch.
"Stop it! Oh, God, stop it!" she cried, raising one hand threateningly. The Doberman
backed down, crouching and growling menacingly. Nancy shivered, slowly bringing her
hand down to her side. Sure of his victory now, the Doberman plunged through her
defenses, shoving his tongue back on her pussy.
"Unnnghhh!"
Nancy nearly fell to the floor from the sudden, scalding sensation of his tongue as it
peeled her cuntlips apart. She felt the soaked nylon being shoved to one side, stretched
with the wetness of his spit. The Doberman growled low in his throat. The girl's knees
shook. One wet lick rubbed over her clit. Nancy sucked in her lower lip and bit down
until she could taste her blood. Was she losing her mind? Was she actually growing
excited over this... a dog, a silly, stupid dog? No one at school even joked about things
like this, although obviously the boys had thought about it.
The Doberman pressed up and forward harder. She felt her pussy-muscles tighten;
relax, and tighten again. Oh, God, her cunt was acting as if a man were exciting her,
getting her ready for a fuck! Nancy closed her eyes and shook her head back and forth.
No, no, this was wrong, incredibly wrong! Nothing in the world could justify her
feelings as the big black Doberman licked and lapped at her soppy cuntal crack.
And in the far distance, Nancy could hear the camera whirring. Not only was she
showing her shameful lust in front of these men, but it was being photographed for
posterity. In her mind, the girl pictured an audience filled with dirty old men,
newspapers over their laps, their hands moving suspiciously up and down while they
watched her on the screen.
"Stop it!"
Her words almost sounded silly. With the last ounce of her strength,. Nancy pushed
herself forward, staggering awkwardly toward the door. Billy and Jeff were only a few
feet in front of her. She stopped, turned, held her head and moaned in confusion.
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. Every corner of the room was brightly lit for the
camera. Once more, she felt the dog slide against her legs. She felt the brushing of his
cold nose.
Nancy panicked. She glanced down at the dog and saw him as the wild animal he was.
Oh, God, something like that should have been kept in a zoo. And he was following
her, pursuing her, tracking her. Then the big dog closed in on her and nipped at her
ankle. His fangs had barely touched her flesh. But that touch was enough. Nancy
choked with terror. Was that a warning? Was the dog that intelligent? Had he been
through this scene before? Something told Nancy that he had. This wasn't the first time
this abandoned warehouse had been used for a porno movie soundstage.
She looked away from the Doberman's eyes. She couldn't stand to look at those fangs,
those pointed ears, that powerful body. She thought about her pulsing, throbbing cunt.
Yes, her pussy ached from the tension, from the terror that had plagued her since her
kidnapping. Was she looking forward to what the animal was going to do to her? Yes,
yes, she was!
She began to think of his tongue as friction, just friction, one wet surface rubbing
against another. She couldn't expect to do nothing while the animal helped himself to
her pussy. And running away was out of the question. There was no escape. Resisting
was no good. The animal would tear her to pieces. That subtle nip on the ankle told her
that.
"Ohhhhh!"
While moving away from the animal, Nancy accidentally tripped over her feet,
stumbling to the floor. The Doberman barked, immediately taking advantage of her
position. Nancy tried rolling away from the dog. But the Doberman was too fast,
pouncing on her like a rabbit.
"No, oh, God, no, get away!" Nancy screamed, slapping down at the dog.
But the animal refused to be put off any longer. Nancy could see the red tip of his
knobby cock as it slipped a few inches out of his furry sheath. She trembled. It was so
ugly, so red, so... oh, God, she wanted to vomit. No, she couldn't go that far. She
couldn't let him fuck her. The teen knew that was what the men wanted him to do.
"Oh, please, don't... ohhhhhhh!"
The dog's tongue explored her thighs as he positioned himself between her shivering
legs. His attitude changed somewhat. He seemed tender. There was a gentle wet brush
of his tongue up and down her white flesh. It was enough to make her close her eyes
and dig her fingernails in her palms. Why was that sensation so wild? Why did she
shake so?
The Doberman was reaching her drenched panties again. His tongue brushed over the
narrow band of nylon covering her cuntal mound. Nancy found herself moving toward
him, pushing her hips up and forward. The Doberman whimpered and moved the long
tip of his snout from side to side. The nylon pressed hard against her inner cuntlips,
forcing them apart. Nancy cried out, jerking her head back. Oh, God, the feeling was
awful. He was sopping up the juices of her cunt with her panties! She felt more fuck-oil
ooze from the velvety lining of her slit.
"Fuck, she's better 'n half the models we use in the city," Fred said, rubbing his dick
with one hand, then going back to his camera.
"Yeah, too bad we can't take her back with us," Vito said, watching her panties slowly
peel down. He was thinking about the girl's asshole. That would be one area the dog
wouldn't touch. He was sure of that. That would be something left for his dick,
something the young girl would never forget, no matter how much wild sex she had
after that. He was famous for his eleven-incher – screens of most porno theaters in the
U.S. had films that showed off his masculinity. And the audiences went wild when he
shoved it into an actress' ass. Vito rubbed the growing bulge in his pants and thought
of the girl and how she would react when he jammed his rod up her asshole.
This can't be happening... it can't, Nancy told herself. She had given into the animal –
so easily. That was the part that shamed her. She'd run around a bit, slapped down at
the dog, then finally surrendered. It had all happened so quickly. Too quickly.
"Ahhhhh!"
Nancy sucked in a ragged breath. The Doberman had moved up and pressed his front
fangs into the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. She held her breath, wondering if he
was going to seriously attack her now. No, no, this was just foreplay. The dog let go for
a second, then bit higher on her thigh. Yes, he was toying with her, playing with her
the way Brad had.
Oh, God, when was this going to end?


Chapter 6

The Doberman pushed his shoulders farther between Nancy's legs. She felt them being
pushed apart. The young blonde teenager couldn't lie to herself anymore, even if she
wanted to. She was letting it happen, encouraging it to happen. She tasted more blood
from her injured lip. Yes, she had to punish herself for feeling such powerful, positive
feelings from her snatch. All this was wrong.
"Ohhhhh!" Nancy sobbed again, rolling to one side on the floor. The soppy nylon
twisted and pulled into a rope that slid to one side and exposed her swollen cuntlips.
The dog grunted with growing excitement and shoved back at her spit-slicked pussyflaps. 
Nancy tried curling one leg under her butt to get away. But she didn't really want
to escape. No, no, she loved what was happening to her. Yes, she couldn't escape from
the men and couldn't escape from her own sexuality.
The dog was going crazy now, as crazy as she was. He gouged his claws against her wet
thighs and stuck his nose up her slick cunt. She could see her hot juice wetting the fur
around his snout. His black nostrils were wet with it. His tongue lapped sloppily over
and over her pussy-mound, wetting down the blonde cuntal curls with spit, plastering
them flat against her skin.
Nancy pushed out one leg and pointed her toes. Ohhh, how her body burned with wild
lust. She felt herself building steadily to an orgasm. Her blouse clung uncomfortably to
her flesh. She felt her nipples pressing against her bra cups. She wanted to take off her
clothes, to be completely free, naked to the licking Doberman.
Vito guessed what was on her mind and signaled Fred to stop the camera. While the
big dog kept licking, the handsome young Greek walked over to her and bent down,
sliding his hands over her tits. Nancy should have been offended. But at this point,
modesty would have been stupid. Besides, she didn't have the strength for fighting back
anymore. She groaned, resting her head against his legs while the big man unbuttoned
her blouse, slipped it off her narrow shoulders, then reached behind and unsnapped her
bra. Her high-riding tits with their half-inch long red, stiff nipples brought a whistle of
approval from the Greek.
"Man, I'd like to suck on 'em right now," he said, rubbing his crotch against the back
of the teenager's head while rubbing his palms over her tit-tips. Nancy shivered. A dog
was lapping at her pussy while a man was kneading her boobs! Oh, God, in heaven, she
was loving it, drinking in the wild lusty sensations of being surrounded by dick... inches
of thick, throbbing cock. It didn't seem to matter to her confused mind that several of
those inches belonged to a Doberman.
"Later, Vito, later. Now get the fuck outta the picture so we can finish," Fred said.
The young Greek grunted in frustration, backing up and leaving Nancy to the growling
dog.
"Ummmmm!"
The rubbing of the Doberman's mouth made her senses reel. She shoved a shaky hand
down to her cuntal mound. Oh, how soaked she was. Nancy couldn't believe how
powerful her reaction had been to the animal. How wonderful it was to have the dog
lapping at her fingers, at her knuckles, then move his tongue back to her bloated
pussylips.
"Oh, God, God!"
The dog was scratching her ass with his paws. His growling had changed in tone. Now
he was tearing at her shorts, ripping them apart. It was impossible... it was horrible.
The dog was twisting and jerking his head around as if he'd captured a struggling
animal. The thin wet nylon tore. The dog was growling with excitement as Nancy
struggled back, squirming away from the panting dog.
"We ain't had this kinda action for a long time. Give the kids another bag," Fred said,
keeping his eyes focused on the strange scene in front of him.
The white panty silk hung in shreds at her ass and over her belly. She could feel the
smooth wetness of her pussy exposed now. She could feel the inner surfaces of her
pussy rubbing together as she wormed farther away from the dog. The Doberman, of
course, had no intention of letting Nancy go. He moved forward, sticking his snout
under her hot cuntal mound while his tongue kept on wetting her. He was whining
through his nose, wiggling his strong body back and forth. Nancy was petrified. The
first touch of his tongue had made her belly buck with terror. Now the possibility of his
fucking her hit the girl square in the center of her mind. She saw his long red dick
swinging back and forth between his hind legs. She had to stay in this position, her ass
rocking on the concrete floor. It was impossible for him to stick his dick in her snatch
this way.
"Ohhhh... nooooooo!"
She was opening her cunt more and more to him. His licking grew more intense. He
was nuzzling his nose between her pussylips, making strange, whining sounds through
his nostrils. Nancy shivered, feeling his breath against the seepy lining of her cunt. She
realized he was smelling her, tasting her, and that realization made her more excited.
Oh, how wonderful it felt to have his long pink tongue moving around her inner
cuntlips. And at times he was actually petting her clit, concentrating his lapping on that
tiny nubbin.
Nancy fell back on the floor, her fingernails digging into her thighs. Her skirt was
wrapped around her waist like a rope. She was spread open, spread wide apart for the
big dog. The girl shuddered with the wild fever burning in her crotch.
"No, no, no," she breathed softly. The perverted sexual hunger of her body forced
everything out of her body except her want to make the lapping sensation better, more
intense. Oh, God, how her cut burned from the constant, intense friction. She was
close, oh so close to coming. The young girl worked her ass around in frantic circles
now, her tits jiggling from the rapid back and forth motion while her shoulders ground
against the concrete floor. Her lungs burned with the air she sucked in. The animal's
licking seemed to be all places at once. Nancy could feel her body tightening up. Yes,
yes, she was close, oh, sooooo close.
"Man, get a tight shot of her face!" Vito cried excitedly.
"Yeah, she's gonna pop loose any sec!" Jeff cried out, stuffing the second bag of coke in
his rear pocket.
Nancy tossed her head rapidly back and forth. She was starting to climax, a long, slow,
agonizing climax. Her hair splashed across her face while the fires of orgasm licked up
and down her thighs. She bobbed her ass up and down, bucking her body wildly.
For a second, the men were afraid she was going to knock the dog away. But the
Doberman held on, lapping at her crotch. Hot juice flooded out onto her thighs,
wetting down her cuntlips and the animal's snout. Oh, God, if only she could get
enough friction. She kept jerking like a speared fish. And the come-sensations kept
spasming again and again. Finally, the girl stuck her fingers into her cunt as the dog
whimpered and licked her white, shaking knuckles.
When she opened her eyes again, the animal was lying next to her. She felt his soft,
warm body pressing against hers. Thoughts swirled through her mind as she
remembered how she'd acted with this dog. Oh, my God, she had actually embraced
him, taken him on like a human lover.
"Good, baby. Not everything we want, but good enough for now."
Nancy sat up slowly, brushing strands of her tangled blonde hair from her face. The
camera had stopped whirring. She looked at the three men behind the tripod, at the
two young boys laughing at her, at the fat man who had let her into the warehouse.
The blonde teen felt as if she were about to be operated on. Suddenly, she heard a
sound behind her. Twisting her head around, she saw another young woman fully
dressed in slacks and a T-shirt. The girl was looking disinterestedly down at Nancy,
slowly chewing gum.
"Oh, help me, please send for help," Nancy whispered in a tight voice.
The girl smiled, still chewing gum, and she looked up at the two boys.
"You bring in this one? Need a lesbo scene? Wouldn't mind doin' a lesbo scene with
this one," the girl said, dropping her eyes back to Nancy.
The blonde teenager shivered. She saw immediately she wasn't going to get any help in
this quarter. The girl was tough-looking, a pretty brunette who had seen too much of
the underbelly of life, "Forget it, Tina. You got your money... even if you didn't make it
with the mutt."
Tina raised her eyebrows, then looked back down at Nancy.
"That's what she does, eh?" She shook her head and laughed."I won't even do that.
Shit, she can get somebody else to lick her cunt."
"Okay, Jeff'll call you when we need you again."
Nancy lay quietly as Marty led the brunette from the room out into the warehouse.
"Man, gotta have a piece of that ass now," Vito said, unbuttoning his trousers. Nancy's
eyes widened with she saw that cunt-splitter tumble out. Oh, God, that semi-rigid cock
was almost twice as big as Brad's. Men couldn't have dicks that size. It was unnatural!
"You, you really dig that prick, eh?" Fred said, reloading the camera.
"One of the guys at school says she goes crazy when you stick a cock in 'er," Billy said,
opening the second bag of coke Jeff had just taken from his pocket.
"Hey, no snortin' here, I told you that," Fred snarled."You wanna stay here and watch...
and maybe take a piece of the action, you can."
"Yeah, yeah, okay," Billy said, reluctantly handing the clear plastic bag back to his
buddy.
"We can do an orgy scene with the bitch later on, maybe. Yeah, yeah, maybe even get
the mutt in on it. Come on, get the fuckin' dog outta the camera," Fred barked. Billy
and Jeff led the whining Doberman away from Nancy while the second fat man grabbed
a towel and wiped some of the animal-spit from Nancy's thighs. The young girl
flinched. The rough touch of that dirty towel over her cunt was almost painful.
"Okay, Vito, prop her up against the chair."
The young Greek was naked now, having slipped off his shoes and socks after neatly
draping his trousers on another chair. Nancy groaned as she felt his powerful hands slip
around her waist and haul her up to a standing position. She staggered forward, leaning
heavily against the young man.
"Man, it's gonna be real fine shovin' that asshole wide open with my dick," he
whispered in her ear, smoothing his hands up and down her arms. Nancy shivered. Oh,
she'd just come. But yet there had been something missing, something she had during
her first fuck. It was that sensation of being filled, of having a man's dick forcing her
pussy-walls apart as it sank toward the bottom of her fuck-pit.
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
Nancy was leaning against the back of the chair, her fingers curled around the wooden
top while her legs were pushed back and spread apart so her ass tilted back and up.
Vito was stroking his dick-meat while caressing her fleshy asscheeks. Fred snapped the
camera casing shut and moved the tripod over to get a side photo.
"Stick your finger up her ass!"
"Hey, Greeks know how to fuck in the ass... in the cunt too," he added, smiling, as he
drew his fingers over the rounded tops of her buttocks, moving them down in a wide
arc to the bottoms.
Nancy shivered, lowering her head and feeling soft tangles of her hair brushing against
her cheeks. She clung to the chair for dear life while her knees trembled. She was so
weak, so hot! Oh, what kind of fire had the dog started in her pussy? Whatever it was,
his licking had only temporarily quenched the flames. Now they had sprung up again,
fanned by Vito's gentle fingering and the sensation of his cock occasionally brushing
over her buttocks.
"Take this fuckin' thing off," The Greek said, reaching around and unbuttoning her
skirt. With several quick moves, Vito slid her skirt and shredded panties over her thighs
and off her feet. Standing back up, he leaned heavily against her, pressing the full
length of his cock against her butt-crack while reaching forward and squeezing her tits
painfully. He was fingering her nipples, rubbing them almost to bursting with his
thumbs while lowering his head and biting the back of her neck gently. He was
mounting her, mounting her like a dog. That image flashed through her mind and
made the young teenager groan.
"Oh, my God, don't hurt me."
"She says that all the time. I'll bet she turns on to pain," Vito gasped, closing his eyes as
a spasm passed through his fat dick.
"We'll see later."
Nancy shivered when she felt his fingers moving down over her buttocks, digging into
the soft, white flesh, pulling apart her cheeks, exposing more of her crack. He was
trailing his fingers down the long crevice, tickling her by barely touching the tiny
blonde hairs curling around.
Nancy moaned low, moving her knees back and forth. That motion forced her swelling
cuntlips to rub over her still stiffened clit. The young woman bit down on her lip,
closing her eyes, ignoring the fact that she was quickly turning into a little slut. No, no,
she was only playing along with these men, giving them what they wanted in order to
stay alive. She wasn't going to fight them, or fight the dog. It was impossible to escape.
If only she could endure, she'd survive to rationalize later what happened.
"Yeah, good and tight little butt," Vito said between his teeth. Nancy shrugged her
shoulders and shuddered, letting out a tiny gasp. She felt the tip of his finger trail across
the wrinkled pink skin. He was working it back and forth, teasing her, making her
guess when he was going to stick it in. The girl wiggled her ass without thinking, tilting
it up, silently inviting violation. Vito obliged her, shoving his finger up her asshole to
the second joint. Nancy stiffened, her jaw dropping open and her eyes fluttering wide.
A strange hot flash shot through her pussy, making her clit vibrate. Oh, God, was there
some kind of sexual connection back there? Wasn't there some part of her body not
connected to her pussy? Nancy was amazed at how sensual she was! Nothing in life had
prepared her for this. She hadn't read dirty books, or been kept by parents who talked
dirty. And yet she responded to these men with a liveliness that amazed them.
"Man, good and tight. My dick's gonna feel real good. When I stick it in, get a good
tight shot of her ass stretchin'. Somebody toss me some grease."
Fred stopped the camera, reached around and pulled a small white cylinder off a
cabinet. He tossed it to Vito, then went back to his camera. He waited as the young
Greek greased down his cock with the lubricant.
"Man, ready now. Here, baby, get an idea of what you're gonna feel," Vito said,
greasing down three fingers. Nancy groaned, throwing her head from side to side when
the young man slid a second finger in her tight little hole. He twisted them around,
scraping the warm, moist lining of her shitter. At the same time, he caressed her
bloated cuntlips with his other hand, milking the rubbery edges together until a frothy
foam oozed from her seepy pussy-lining. All the men in the room could soon hear the
slick clicking of his fingers working against themselves and her snatch.
"Don't... oh, God, don't do... this... to me," she stammered.
"You love it honey, you dig it," Vito said, twisting his fingers around and around,
rubbing his thumb over her stretched asshole flesh. Nancy couldn't catch her breath.
His left hand was massaging her pussy, squeezing it, milking the hot juice from the
depths of her snatch. The young woman couldn't believe what was happening to her.
Her mind was spinning around. She couldn't focus her eyes on anything. Her chest
tightened. Her mouth went as dry as cotton while the young Greek porno star worked
her higher and higher to orgasm.
"Man, this is gonna be great," Fred commented, clicking off the camera and waiting for
Vito to fuck Nancy in the ass."We ain't got someone like this in a long time. Shit, look
at her face!"
Jeff, Billy and the others watched as Nancy swayed back and forth. Juice dribbled down
her inner thighs, wetting down the tops of her feet. Her knuckles were white as she
gripped the top of the chair as hard as she could. The young girl thought her snatch
was burning up. The slick pussy-walls were contracting, rubbing together, then relaxing
as Vito's massaging hand rubbed over and over her clit. A sharp spasm knocked the
wind from her. Nancy had to muster all her strength to keep from falling to the floor.
"And the third," Vito said.
Nancy only moaned, hanging her head down between her shoulders. Instinctively, she
jutted her ass back, spreading her legs as far apart as she could without losing her
balance.
Oh, he was stretching her tiny asshole to the ripping point. And still it wasn't big
enough for his cock-head. Nancy twisted her head around and saw the mammoth thing
in his hands! Oh, she'd have his dick coming out of her mouth if he stuck it in all the
way. The girl shuddered, letting out a groan of lust.
"She's ripe."
Fred moved the camera around, pointing the lens as Vito's thick-muscled groin and
Nancy's ass. The blonde teenager shivered when the Greek yanked his fingers from her
hole. Then he stepped back, grabbing Nancy by her hip bones and shoving forward.
The blonde screamed, feeling something very hot and slick pressing against her
bunghole. It was Vito's cock-head, greased by his oozing cum and the lubricant.
"Easy, honey, just relax and enjoy the ride," the young man said in a tight voice. His
face twitched while the muscles in his arms and legs tensed. Nancy let out another
scream, her body twisting under Vito's tight grip. She felt sharp, hot jolts of pain
shooting through her asshole and into her cunt and tits. Oh, it was awful. It was as if
someone had shoved a sharpened stake up her hole.
"I think her shitter's givin' way," Vito said, shoving down again.
"AHIYEEEEE!"
Nancy pitched forward, her feet leaving the floor. She pressed her belly on the top of
the chair, hanging over the piece of furniture as Vito's fat cock-head pierced her ass.


Chapter 7

Nancy almost lost consciousness the second her sphincter gave way under the pressure.
Vito slid easily into her tight shitter. The blonde teenager cried out in surprise and pain,
then begged the young Greek to go slow. She was gasping under the attack, choking
and groaning as Vito drilled more and more of his dick-meat into her ass.
"You're likin' this, eh, baby? Man, I know she's diggin' it. This chick's unreal. You guys
sure she ain't some whore?" Vito asked.
"Hey, one of the guys on the team thinks she's a nympho," Billy said, working his
fingers up and down his fly. He wished he could be in the young man's place. He
imagined the tight, hot sensation of the girl's bunghole as his dick worked its way deep
into her bowels.
"Yeah," Jeff echoed, closing his eyes and thinking the same thing as his buddy.
Vito smiled, holding himself half in the girl's asshole while slipping his left hand down
once more under her crotch and stroking her pussy. Nancy groaned loudly, her body
shaking as she felt his fingers caressing her cuntal mound. The pain, the stretched
feeling in her butt made the young girl push her legs even farther apart. She clung to
the chair, feeling she was going to fall down any second. Ohhh, it felt as if he were
pushing aside every organ in her body when he hunched down and pushed more of his
fat, eleven-inch hunk of cock-meat into her ass.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," Vito groaned, leaning heavily on top of her. He worked his fingers
greedily over her snatch, slipping them into the tight little hole and massaging the slick
folds and hollows of her pussy. Nancy thought she was going to die. She felt her cunt
wink shut, trapping the big Greek's hand for a second. Only by concentration could she
re-open her pussy."Man, you're hot!" he grunted, smiling and shaking the sweat off his
face.
"Hey, hurry up. I ain't got much film left," Fred complained.
Vito made a face, then started hunching his hips back and forth regularly. The muscles
in his thighs and legs tensed, pushing out against his olive flesh while his dick trenched
out her shitter.
Nancy's body shook with each powerful downward thrust. Vito was strumming her clit
savagely. He rubbed his palm over her hairy little cuntal mound while rocking his hips
from side to side, stretching her shit-chute even wider. The jolts of pleasure Nancy had
felt earlier returned. Oh, God, she was spinning out of control again. She couldn't focus
her mind on anything except her throbbing cunt and her fucked asshole. Every square
inch of her small body burned with lust as the big Greek hammered his dick home. She
could feel his bails slapping against the bottoms of her jiggling buttocks. Oh, God, he
was close, close to shooting off his wad in her ass. The dick-head actually seemed to be
getting bigger while she swore Vito's cock had grown longer. He had to be reaching her
belly with his dick-tip.
"Close, close!"
"Pull it out when you come. Don't forget!" Fred said.
"You're kiddin'!" Vito gasped, closing his eyes and tilting back his head. He was arched
backward, moving only his hips back and forth at an incredible fucking speed. Nancy's
asscheeks reddened in the places where his crotch hammered away.
"Nooooooo!"
The young blonde teenager couldn't take much more. She was nearly knocked over the
top of the chair by Vito's wild fucking. The Greek was going crazy, stroking her cunt,
making her clit so hot and hard Nancy thought she was going out of her mind with
ecstasy.
And then she felt his cock throbbing and jerking like a small frightened animal trapped
in her butt. He was coming, actually coming in her ass. The young woman held her
breath, feeling her brain explode as she thought of those wads of jizz scalding the sides
of her shitter.
"Take it out, man!" Fred screamed.
With a loud grunt, Vito yanked back. Nancy thought he had pulled all her insides out
with this dick. She jerked her hands forward, snapping her head up while rocking
dangerously back and forth over the top of her chair. Once or twice she felt her toes
touch the floor again. Oh, God, he'd left her cunt and asshole alone just for a photo!
"Man, fuck, shit!" Vito groaned, holding his shooting hunk of cock-meat with one hand
while balancing himself with the other. Thick white streams of cum shot from the
pulsing head, streaking across Nancy's buttocks and lower back. The girl felt his hot
jizz, felt it dribbling down her back. For a second, she wished she could see it, even
taste it. But no, no, she had to drive her mind back to sanity. Yes, she had to survive
whatever these men threw at her. But did she have to enjoy it so much?
"Shit, this one fucks like a mink!" Vito commented dryly, easing back."Someone got a
towel?"
"What do you think this is, Universal Studios?" Fred asked, smirking as he pulled the
camera away and slid the film from the interior."Get your own fuckin' towel."
"Hey, you kids wanna try her? Hell, she's ready. I don't think she came yet."
Nancy had sunk to the floor while still holding on to the top of the chair. She had been
violated in nearly every hole of her body. From a near-virgin, the young girl had found
herself abused horribly. In a few short minutes, these depraved men had ruined her for
life. She looked up and watched as Vito found an old towel and wiped his cock and
balls, dabbing the sweat off his chest and belly a little later. No one offered to help her,
to even give her a dirty rag to clean up. She lay there like a piece of discarded garbage.
"Fuck, she's covered with cum and spit," Jeff said, frowning as he looked down at her.
"No problem. We've got a shower over there. One of those showers in the ceiling...
guess this place used to have chemicals or somethin'. It's the kinda shower to wash off
acid," Fred said, carefully placing the exposed film back in the can.
"Come on."
Jeff and Billy dragged Nancy across the floor. She felt all her will evaporating. Let them
do what they wanted to her. She had thought about what was happening, about how
she was actually encouraging them by not fighting back, by not biting, scratching,
calling them names. But what was the use?
"Turn 'er on," Billy said, backing away.
Jeff and his buddy had propped the girl up against one wall under the shower while
Fred and his fat friend had disappeared with Marty in the bowels of the warehouse to
talk about the film. Vito was relaxing in an old wooden chair, playing with his limp
dick and watching the teenagers and their efforts. Jeff curled his fingers around a long
chain that hung to one side of the shower. Pulling it hard, he heard a loud popping
sound as the old seal snapped open. Instantly, Nancy was doused with a spray of cold
water.
"Aiyeeeeee!"
It felt as if someone had punctured her flesh with a million tiny needles. Immediately
her flesh drew tight and turned a light blue. She tried running forward out from under
the spray. But the two boys pushed her back under. The young woman felt her cunt
puckering up, shuddering under the cold, constant attack of the water.
"Turn around and wash out your butt," Jeff ordered.
Nancy did as she was told, placing her hands against the cold wet concrete wall. Behind
her she heard the water gurgling down the floor sewer. Her flesh was already growing
numb from the intense cold.
"Yeah, she's clean now."
Jeff let go of the chain, immediately stopping the flow of water. Nancy breathed a sigh
of relief. At least that discomfort was over. She pushed several wet strands of hair from
her face, rubbing her palms over her arms to restore some feeling. Her feet squeaked
over the wet concrete floor as she moved out from the area.
"You think she likes leather?" Vito suggested, a sly smile crossing his lips.
Jeff and Billy arched their eyebrows.
"Never thought about it. But shit, the way she turns on to everything else, no reason to
think she wouldn't," Jeff said, nodding his head and smiling back at the young Greek.
"Think the boys brought some back from the City. We didn't know what kind of flick
we were gonna make," Vito said, draping the towel loosely around his waist and
moving toward a small trunk.
"You guys think of everything," Billy said, putting his hands on his hips.
"You brought the chick. Hell, we would've been lookin' all over for the right girl. You
guys are all right," Vito said, clapping Jeff on the shoulder, then going over to the
trunk.
"So are you," Jeff answered, rubbing the pocket with the filled bags of coke.
Nancy watched as the young Greek opened the trunk and pulled out several straps and
other sorts of restraints. Vito returned to his chair after carefully setting the articles out
on the top of the trunk, fished out a pack of cigarettes from his suit jacket and lit one.
"I like leather games... in the movies or in my pad uptown," the young porno star said,
taking a long drag from his cigarette and smiling strangely at Nancy.
The blonde teen gasped as she watched Billy and Jeff slide their Levi's down and step
out of them. Their cocks were narrow but long and tapered. They wanted her. They
had told her that in the car. Jeff had thought about making her give him a blow-job
before taking her to this place. But apparently he wanted to deliver "undamaged"
goods.
"Man, this is gonna be fuckin' good," Jeff said, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off
his shoulders.
Nancy felt her body flush all over. Vito was right. He had worked her up to a come,
then left her high and dry when he yanked his dick from her butt and shot his wad all
over her ass. The young man had left her cunt alone, refused to work his fingers in and
out of her pussy as he had done before. As a result, Nancy was left frustrated, hanging
so dose to orgasm, but unable to bring herself off. Now the sight of these young
muscled men with hard dicks and thoughts about fucking her with leather excited her.
Her girlish modesty flew out the window. She didn't care if they took her in the cunt,
the ass, the mouth. She was so hot, so needful of having an orgasm, that Nancy would
have taken them anywhere as long as she could satisfy the terrible itchy ache pulsing in
her cunt. Oh, how the hot juice was flowing from her slit.
Jeff got behind her after picking up a leather strap and cinched her tits with it, pulling
tight so that her shoulders were drawn back. Her boobs rose like two boulders. Vito
smacked his lips, working his fingers up and down his thick meat. He couldn't get it
fully hard. But the young man was enjoying what the teenagers were doing to Nancy.
He sat back down in his chair, watching the scene as if he were watching a play. He
watched as the girl's nipples reddened and grew hard. As Jeff drew the leather strap
across her belly, opened her legs and slid it between her thighs, he noticed more juice
dribbling from her cunt.
"Man, she's juicin' like crazy!"
Billy, meanwhile, was up front, squeezing and pinching her tits while tonguing her.
Nancy couldn't stop her response. She fought back with her tongue, drinking in his
spit, moving her body back and forth as best she could when she felt the tall blonde's
cock rubbing against her bloated cuntlips.
"Tie her up tight," Vito suggested.
Both young men were on her. Billy kept on frenching her while he worked over her
boobs. Every time he pinched her sensitive nipples, it felt as if hot irons were scorching
her nerve-endings oh, there was pain and humiliation involved. But at the same time
Nancy felt her body-heat rise, her sexual electricity growing more and more intense.
Her pussy-heat was growing, making her body sway back and forth.
Jeff got behind her, bit her neck, rubbing his dick back and forth across her sore,
stretched ass. Nancy groaned. Was he going to fuck her in the butt the same way Vito
had? Was she going to have two dicks in her at once. Suddenly, a wave of sick lust
washed through her cunt, her butt, her mind. Yes, yes, she wanted to have two dicks in
her at the same time! What could be a more lovely feeling? She gasped for air, not
daring to tell them what she wanted. Nancy knew the young men would think of it
themselves if that position was the one they were after.
"Get 'er on the floor. Shit, I ain't gonna fuck her standin' up."
Jeff and Billy forced her down on one side and spread open her butt, kneading the firm,
plump flesh of her ass. His cock was oozing more and more pre-cum. Vito saw what
was on the young teenager's mind and smiled, reaching for the used canister of grease.
"Hey, better grease her up."
"Naw. I ain't as big as you. Besides, got plenty of grease comm' outta my dick right
now."
Nancy panted with growing excitement. Her brain burned with depraved desire. She
wanted to feel their hot jizz burning into her body, flooding her asshole and cuntal
membranes as she thrashed sandwiched between them.
Jeff obliged, pressing his prick hard until it slipped into the tight crack running between
her buttocks. Billy meanwhile edged closer, shoving his cock against her belly while still
kissing and pinching her tits. The rear assault was faster. Nancy could feel Jeff's long,
narrow cock moving like a snake across her asscheeks, searching for the crack, finding
it and slipping back in. He hunched down, pressing his knees against the backs of her
legs while holding on to her hip bones for supports. He was hunching up now, aiming
his dick-head directly at her asshole.
The young blonde teenager writhed, her mind bleached blank. The leather worked into
her cunt, sawing closer to her clit with each snapping jerk of her hips. The tiny gland
seemed to swell, seemed to reach for the leather. Nancy moaned and drove her tongue
farther into Billy's sucking mouth.
"Ohhhhh!"
Nancy moaned into Billy's mouth. Jeff had penetrated her asshole. His dick worked into
her ass much more easily than did Vito's. He was pumping his dick in and out,
pistoning it while her tits jiggled with her fucking motions. The nipples tingled against
Billy's fingers. His cock slipped down farther, then pushed between her cuntlips. She
felt the outer lips pull back as his dick-head slipped in between her greasy lips and
started sinking into her hot, bubbling hole.
"Yeah, yeah, baby, fuck us both. Man, fuck us both," Jeff moaned behind her.
"Oh, fuck, yeah, you gonna cum soon, buddy?" Billy gasped out after tearing his mouth
from hers. Nancy groaned, resting her head on the young man's chest as she felt both
cocks drilling into her body. She heard Vito praising the young men. Yes, she wanted
him in her, too. She wanted every man in the warehouse fucking her, drilling his cock
into her cunt. The young woman thought about all the jizz, all that cum stored in those
tight, high-riding balls. Every man had it and she wanted it all.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Nancy closed her legs and flexed her thighs to bring her clit and the leather strap
together. She whipped her hips, and the slick leather gouged her pulsing clit. Oh, God,
she was so close, so damned close! The leather, the cock – everything was stimulating
her cunt.
Behind her, Jeff kept fucking her ass. He gasped, stopped for a second, then kept on
fucking. He matched his screwing motions with those of his buddy's. They were driving
their cocks into the moaning girl at the same time and rhythm. Nancy thought she was
going to go crazy. She flew from one man to the other, her body impaled on those
hard, fucking dicks.
"Cummmmm!"
Nancy felt her cunt explode. She was coming. The leather strap combined with the
sensations of those two dicks fucking her to produce one wild orgasm. She screamed,
throwing her body around while clawing at Billy's shoulders. The girl thought she was
flying off the floor, thought her body was splitting apart. They were both spurting into
her now. She was inundated in hot, creamy spunk. Oh, yes, she wanted it all, wanted to
feel every drop scalding the insides of her cunt and shitter. Let them fuck her silly.
Somehow she'd survive it. Somehow she'd make it through this evening. And oh, then,
what wonderful, cunt-warming memories she'd have.
In a while they retreated and left her alone. She was satiated for the moment, smelling
of their sweat and cum. Nancy lay on the floor exhausted. No one was bothering her.
Oh, if only she could sleep and wake up and find them all gone! She had had enough
for the evening. She dozed, feeling someone sliding a woolen blanket over her. Yes, let
her sleep on the floor like an animal, like a dog. She was licked off by a dog before,
wasn't she? Then let them treat her like one. Did she deserve any better? Certainly her
parents wouldn't have thought so if they had caught her act.
When she awoke, Nancy found the blanket had been pulled off her. Someone had
pushed her legs apart. And standing between them was the Doberman.
"Oh!"
Nancy shot up to her elbows, her eyes widening as her brain snapped into action. The
dog... more dog licking? What did they expect of her? Hadn't they put her through
enough hell?
"The pictures came out okay, but we need some more shots. You can't believe how
dudes dig watchin' chicks gettin' fucked by animals," Fred said, reloading the
camera."Glad I brought some extra film with me."
Nancy stared at the Doberman. His black rubbery lips were peeled back slightly,
revealing his fangs. She remembered his tongue, the way he bit her teasingly along the
thigh, the way she felt when his tongue rubbed over and over her clit. How could she
go through it again?
"Please, don't do this to me," she begged.
"Come on, baby. You know we're gonna do whatever the fuck we want to with you,"
Fred said, giving a hand signal to Vito to set the dog on her.
Nancy wrinkled up her forehead, feeling her chest tighten with fear. Could she go
through with it again? The rest had strengthened her a little. She felt her womb tremble
and wasn't sure if it was from terror or excited anticipation.
The big Doberman edged forward, dropping his head as the camera whirred over the
two of them. Nancy's eyes watched as he moved to one thigh and started licking. The
touch of his rough wet tongue against her flesh brought up a riot of memories. She
thought of the animal before, of how he made her feel. Oh, how could she do it, do
something most whores would run from?
"God, God," Nancy moaned. She had finally sunk to the bottom of the barrel. Once
was more than enough. But here she was being licked off again... and feeling herself
rising to the occasion!


Chapter 8

"Come on, get up, just like before, get up and try to fight off the dog." Nancy moved
like a zombie. She knew what the outcome of this would be. But fighting down her
shame, the blonde rose to her feet and staggered forward.
"Down," she said weakly. The dog nuzzled close, mouthing her ankle. Nancy stiffened,
stumbling forward, nearly banging into the chair Vito had been sitting on earlier. All
the men watched intently.
"Ohhhhh!" She felt his sharp fangs. The animal was letting his teeth hurt her just a bit,
just enough to make a thrill shoot up her leg. Her thoughts made her flush with shame.
At best, she knew she should be feeling nothing, should be telling herself that the dog
meant nothing. But yet she was thinking about her cunt, about how it would feel when
the Doberman lapped her pussy.
"Down, down!"
The dog circled behind her and sniffed her asscheeks. Nancy moved forward. She heard
the dog whining as he sniffed and pushed his head closer to her ass. She wondered if he
could smell the cum. Of course he could! Nancy remembered hearing some of the boys
talking about how the smell of cum made a dog get wild.
"Yeah, honey, wanna rub your pussy, show us how hot you are?"
No, that was too much. She pursed her lips and shook her head back and forth,
sobbing, holding her hands to her face while the dog trotted around her, his pointed
ears twitching with excitement. Just the first inch of his red dick poked out of his
sheath.
"Come on, honey. You think you're the church virgin or somethin'?"
The wrong and right of what she was about to do was growing foggier. She felt drawn
toward this wicked, terrible act. The image of her father's scolding face made her rebel
against normal morality that would have told her to stop doing what she was doing.
With a frustrated groan, Nancy moved her hands down from her face to her thighs,
sliding her fingers on either side of her bloated cuntlips, peeling back the tumid meat,
revealing the dark pink inner folds of her moist pussy-throat She shivered a she felt her
snatch-curls tickle the sensitive skin just under her finger-nails.
The animal stood in front her, his head tilted to one side as he watched the girl play
with herself. Fred grunted approval as Nancy thrust her hips forward, rocking them
back and forth while her fingers continued to drag up and down her pussy. She felt the
furry little mound move slightly with the pressure she was applying. Yes, she was
masturbating, feeling herself off as the camera ground away. Let them all look at her.
Let all those men in the audience pound their meat arid wish they could stick it in her
cunt. A thrill of power and lust washed over her.
"Down on the floor again. Too bad we didn't bring a fuckin' bed."
Nancy sat down, pushing her long white legs apart while raising her knees slightly. The
animal jumped up to her, drool dropping from his tongue onto her belly as he licked
her all over in hot expectation. Nancy was guiding him up now, actually helping the
animal ravish her. Yes, let him do whatever he wanted to her. She hated her mother
and father, hated the boys and men who tortured her this evening. Only this dog was
kind to her. Only this dog gave her anything like gentleness while the others hurt her.
Let them work their fingers up and down their dicks, thinking about her pussy. This
Doberman would have her.
Such were the confused, twisted thoughts racing through Nancy's mind as the animal
started in on her cunt.
"Oh, God!"
Nancy was urging the big animal to excite her. She let all the barriers down, twisting
under him as if he were her lover. Nancy rolled onto her belly and laughed hysterically
as the big dog bobbed his head around, trying to find her vulnerable pussy. He nosed
around her ears until he had wet her around the cheeks and eyes. Oh, God, how
wonderful it felt! She was surrounded with dog, being raped by a dog, covered
completely by this strong Doberman's body. The girl drew her knees up and pushed
her ass high in the air. Did she dare get fucked by him? Before, the thought had made
her belly buck with fear and revulsion. But now Nancy wasn't so certain about her
feelings!
The dog moved back, lapping his tongue down her back wetting down the hollows and
bumps along her spine. Nancy let out a shivery moan and widened the space between
her knees. Then slowly she raised her ass even higher, moving it back and forth in a
wagging motion. The animal barked and started licking each plump cheek with his long
tongue.
Oh, how deliciously evil it felt to have the dog lick her like that. It was something she'd
never done in her life! She was panting as hard as the dog. The weight of her tits
hanging down from her chest excited the girl even more. Oh, she was crouching like a
bitch, crouching as if she wanted this Doberman to mount her. Is that what was going
to happen? Nancy bit her lip. Could she actually go through with something like that?
Could she really let the dog do this to her? What would Sandra think if she could see
her friend like this? Sandra had always thought she was too moral, too uptight.
Wouldn't a glimpse of what she was doing now settle that!
"UMMMMMMMMM!"
The dog was working lower on her legs. She spread her thighs apart until her inner
cuntlips peeled stickily back from the moist pussy-meat along her slit. The dog caught
the idea and moved up higher, pushing at her hungrily. He moved his tongue under
her cuntal mound and upward. Nancy shivered, her eyes bugging out as her belly
tightened and her ass rose even higher in the air.
"Ohhhhh!"
She rolled back on her ass, her legs parted for his snout. The animal moved back,
getting into position, then shoving his maw back into her cuntal mouth. He sniffed and
panted in her hot flesh. Nancy groaned, rolled her head from side to side and kicked
out one leg as the wild, tense thrills built. The dog was growling a soft, smothered kind
of growl. When she raised her head and looked down under the dog's belly, she saw
more of the dark red knobby prong. Yes, he was growing excited! He was counting on
fucking her this time. Nancy could sense the urgency in his lapping. Before he had
been content to lap at her pussy. Now he was after something more. This was only a
taste of what was to follow. A savage picture of dogs fucking ran through her head as
she babbled with excitement.
Nancy jerked both hands forward and locked them behind the Doberman's head,
shoving his snout farther into her cuntal slit She was sitting up now, watching the
animal lick her cunt. His tongue rubbed over and over her pussy-meat. She watched as
her clit was forced down by his tongue. The animal wagged his powerful dog hips. Even
more of his red bumpy prong slid out of its sheath. Her pussyhairs clung together in
wet little clumps along the edges of her outer cunt-flaps.
"God help me, God help me," the girl repeated over and over. She was sitting with her
legs crossed, making her pussy completely open to the dog's licking. She could see the
tendons in her inner thighs pushing out against the lightly tanned flesh whenever the
dog slurped upward and let his tongue drag across the slippery length of her cuntal
cleft. Nancy curled her toes, feeling an orgasm building slowly in her cunt. Had this
kind of lapping occurred earlier, she would have come several times by now. But
exhaustion and over-stimulation had made her rising sexuality a gradually stimulated
thing.
"Oh, yes, yesssss..."
Nancy was hissing through clenched teeth. She watched in amazement as the dog
worked on her without letup. Suddenly he caught sight of the spasming tendons.
Moving around, he clamped down on the rigid muscle. Nancy screamed out and fell
back, throwing her cuntal mound up and rolling it around in circles. She begged for the
animal to eat her again, to push his tongue against her cut.
"Man, she's goin' nuts!"
Nancy felt the friction building up to a climax. Oh, God, she could feel his shoulders
pressing against the underparts of her thighs. Oh, God, the boiling in her pussy was
almost up to the eruption stage. There was that hurt so keen that the hot juices were
flowing freely from the depths of her pussy. She could hear the slick sounds of his
mouth on her cunt. It sucked and clicked with each movement.
"Nooooo!"
"Get on over, bitch, Come on, let 'im take you the way you've wanted all fuckin'
night," Fred said. Sweat trickled down his face. He'd photographed a lot of hot stars
before. But Nancy was a natural. There was no fake acting in her reaction to the dog.
Nancy groaned. Every movement at this point was painful. She was so close to orgasm,
and now they wanted to change things, to stop her climax in the middle. But there was
little she could do. Reluctantly Nancy turned around, getting back in her crouching
position while Marty held the growling Doberman back by the leather collar. When the
girl was in position, the fat man let go.
The Doberman dashed forward, stopping in front of her ass and sniffing her drooling
pussy. Tufts of her juice-slick pussyhairs curled up toward her asshole. Her big tits
swayed back and forth as Nancy waited for the awful moment she'd both been dreading
and waiting for.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Nancy felt the animal's cold, wet nose against her hot slit. She shuddered, pushing her
shoulders forward. The animal whined deep in his throat and started licking at her
moist snatch. The girl was shuddering with pleasure as the big dog tongued her pussy
faster and harder, lapping at her as if she were his dinner.
Then things changed rapidly. The tongue was gone. There was the scratching of paws
on her ass, then up her sides. A sudden sensation of furry weight covering her back and
pressing her down made the girl realize that she was being mounted. Something hot
was pressing against her buttocks. It had to be his prong, now fully extended. It was
slithering across her butt, edging toward her asscrack. The girl shivered with a strange
sensation. Oh, yes, yes, she was letting this awful thing happen.
"Man, he's goin' for it."
Nancy's face was a mask of terrible concentration. She felt the dick moving toward her
hot little hole, felt it throbbing against her spit-slick flesh. She could feel streams of the
animal's pre-cum wetting down her buttocks. It was only a matter of seconds before the
animal was fucking her.
"Oh, nooooooo!"
Nancy didn't know if she was wanting this to happen or not. She lowered her head and
looked between her swinging tits. She could see his long red cock each time he moved
his hindquarters Yes, he was moving it up to her pussy. She could feel his prong sliding
over her cunt-flaps making them quiver and pull back.
"Oh, God!"
The girl snapped her head to one side. It was in. It was actually inside her. She could
feel something very hot, very hard, very wet and very pointed edging past her outer
cuntlips, worming its way past her tiny interior lips into her hole. Yes, she was actually
being fucked by this animal, by this dog.
"Go for it, honey!"
The Doberman started fucking right away. There was little foreplay. His forelegs
tightened around her chest while he flattened his head between her jutting shoulder
blades. Nancy's elbows bent slightly as she pushed up, trying to support the heavy
weight of the mature Doberman. Looking down between her tits, the blonde teenager
could see his long red prick each time he pulled it out of her cunt-hole. Ohhh, how
slick and glistening the various bumps and knobs were, wet with her juices. She
shivered, watching his heavy balls swing back and forth with each thrust.
"Oh, no, no, no!"
Nancy couldn't fight the feelings in her cunt. It was as before. She knew what she was
doing was wrong, was sick, was perverted. Anyone decent would have told her... would
have told her, then gone to one of those porno flicks and jacked off while watching her
getting fucked by the Doberman. Hypocrites! They liked it as much as she did!
Nancy yelped again. She didn't care that anyone thought now. She loved the sensation
of the Doberman's hot body pressed close to hers. She loved the sensation of his paws
wrapped around her body. And the girl loved the sensation of the dog's knotty dick
sliding in and out of her squishy cunt-hole.
"Fuck, fuck," the girl murmured as she started wagging her ass back and forth. The tiny
bumps were like the rubbery knobs on those French ticklers she'd seen in books. Each
one seemed to stimulate a separate nerve-ending. The girl groaned, shaking from side to
side. Flashes of heat shot through her pussy, making her gasp for air. Yes, yes, she was
going to come, going to orgasm with the animal's dick inside her. She screamed,
throwing her head from side to side violently.
"Huhhhhrr! Huhhhhrrr!"
She grunted, screamed, sobbed, curling her fingers and scratching her nails against the
floor. She could feel the dog's dick actually swelling inside her pussy, pushing the sides
of her snatch far apart. It was as if someone were blowing up a balloon inside her. The
dog stiffened on top of her, gripping her chest hard, holding on for dear life while he
hammered in his dick frenziedly.
Then the Doberman flattened his body against hers. Nancy shivered as she felt
something hot, something sticky burning into her hole. He was shooting his wad! The
young woman shrieked, clawing at the concrete, gasping for air. She felt her pussy
clench hard at the ramming dick. Spurt after squirt of doggie spunk dumped into her
hole, filling her up, then dripping out from the sides and wetting down her quivering
thighs. The girl sucked in air with loud gasps. She was climaxing with the dog, feeling
her cunt clamp shut after two or three wads of dog-jizz spattered inside.
The animal's orgasm was short, but enough to bring the young woman off. With a
groan of self-loathing and relief, Nancy fell to the floor. She peered through the strands
of her tangled blonde hair at the animal as he trotted off to one corner and curled up,
licking the shrinking tip of his boner.
"Okay, that about wraps it up," Fred said calmly."You guys can do what you want with
her. I'm gonna pack it up. Shit, it's late!"
Nancy wondered what time it was. Surely it must be well into the night. Her mother
and father must have called the police by now. But who would dream of looking for her
down here? There was no way anyone could find her!
"Cold, baby? Lying on that floor you must be," Vito said, hitching up his pants. He was
ready to leave, then thought about something else as he studied the moaning girl. He
pulled out his lighter and cigarette pack, took out another cigarette and lit it.
"Whatcha gonna do?" Billy asked. The two boys were ready to leave. Neither one had
thought about the young woman after she'd finished with the dog. To them she was just
dead meat. Their minds were on the drug still jammed deep in Jeff's pocket.
"Watch."
Vito passed the flame over her belly.
"You like heat, don't you? You like to feel it over your pussy."
Nancy watched as he passed the burning cigarette lower, stopping over her navel.
"She digs this kinda thing. We got some broads in Manhattan – all they do is lie down
and let dudes burn cigarettes into their arms and legs. Fuck, they make enough money
to go to Switzerland and have their fuckin' bodies worked on every couple of years."
Nancy wanted to scream. Were they going to mutilate her? She didn't have enough
money to have face lifts and skin grafts! Oh, no one would look at her if they scarred
her permanently!
She shut her eyes, whimpering softly as the heat singed her pussyhairs. The heat crept
down her thighs, radiating up into her cum-smeared pussy. He was passing the fire
from hip to hip, watching as the girl started moving her ass away from the glowing
cigarette.
"Ohhhhh!"
What was wrong? She was enjoying this. She could feel her own heat spreading with
the heat of the burning cigarette, flowing upward, through her belly and chest and
going up to her tits.
"See? I was right? Look at her nipples!" They were growing stiff once more, turning
dark red, almost purple as he moved the flame closer to her cut. Oh, Jesus, it felt so
good – so terrifying and so good. Was it the kind of terror a woman felt when a man
brutalizes her, then pulls her into his bed to do God only knows what with her? She
didn't know. All she knew was that she was turning on to this monstrous act so soon
after having been brutalized by the Doberman.
"Mmmmmmm," he said, looking at her clinically."I think she's going to take more
stimulation."
Tossing the cigarette away, Vito pulled out his lighter and flipped it on. He passed it
from thigh to thigh, moving the orange flame so close to her flesh that it began to
redden and swell. Nancy clenched her teeth, closing her eyes and digging her
fingernails into her palms. She couldn't keep the screams back much longer. Then she
felt the flame getting closer to her puffy cunt-flaps. Opening her eyes, she watched as
the flame started up toward her cunt.
The girl's face turned white, her body growing tense. Her feet jerked up toward her ass
while her fingers became tighter fists. Vito reached down and held her pussylips apart,
moving the flame up to a point where they could all hear some of her pussyhairs
crackling and turning black. Nancy sucked in her breath. Her head shook wildly while
her neck muscles stood out.
Vito hummed a tune as the girl shivered all over. She felt the flame edging up her clit.
"Oh, God, don't, don't burn me... there!"
And yet she had to admit there would be a kind of divine justice in having her cut
burned out. She was nothing but a whore... and it was her pussy that had turned her
into that. She was a disgrace to everything human. Here, under extreme torture, she
was actually enjoying it, enjoying the prospect of being mutilated for life. And when the
tip of the flame touched her clit, the girl threw her ass off the floor, screamed as the
men held her down, and passed out in a spasm of incredible orgasm! Destruction and
extreme, unspeakable pleasure had merged for one agonizing moment, producing a
climax that had knocked the girl unconscious.


Chapter 9

When Nancy came to, she found herself back in the car. They were moving. Silently,
she gave thanks. They were getting away from that horrible warehouse. Her ordeal was
over. All she had to do was keep playing unconscious. No, she didn't want them to find
her awake. They would only tease her, play with her some more, terrify her. Let them
dump her someplace. She would rather face her parents, telling them she'd been raped
rather than having them discover the truth. She could imagine Jeff and Billy taking her
to the door, dumping her in the living room while laughing in her parent's horrified
faces!
"She awake yet? We're by the school."
"I'll check."
Billy was in the back seat. He leaned over and examined the young blonde. Pulling the
woolen blanket tucked securely under her chin, the young man stared closely, then
pushed the covering back up.
"I don't think so. Man, she must've come super hard. I ain't never heard of a woman
knockin' herself out with her climax."
"This one's unreal. Thought we'd have a little fun with her before letting her go. Maybe
we'll just have to dump her in the schoolyard," Jeff said, guiding the car off the freeway.
"She gonna talk?"
Billy's voice sounded nervous. She smiled. Good, let them worry.
"Naw, I don't think so. She's got a lot to lose. She drags us down, man, we'll blow the
whistle on her. We'll make sure even her folks know about the porno flick. Maybe
Vito'll send 'em a copy from New York," Jeff said, throwing back his head and laughing
cruelly.
Nancy frowned. He was right. He had her. She wouldn't dare breathe a word about
what happened... not even to Sandra. How could she face her friends and family,
knowing they suspected her compliance in that twisted orgy? The car bumped along the
streets, then slowed. Nancy felt her pulse quicken. They had to be approaching the
schoolyard soon.
"Man, I'm fuckin' horny again. You think we can fuck 'er?" Billy said as the car
stopped. He reached over and yanked the coverlet off, shaking Nancy roughly by the
shoulders."Hey, wake up!"
The girl refused to open her eyes, only moaning softly as he kept shaking her violently.
"She can't sleep through it. Come on. You got a key to the gym?" Billy asked, throwing
open the door and dragging Nancy's body out after him.
"Yeah... had a couple made off the coach's ring last week. He don't know nothin'."
"What about the janitor?"
"He's on the sauce. Look, bet he's in his room down by the bandroom puttin' away that
fuckin' rotgut he loves," Jeff said as he shut the door, locked the car up and joined his
buddy.
Billy had Nancy slung over his left shoulder, her naked body covered by the blanket.
The young blonde dangled lifelessly toward the ground. Opening her eyes, she saw the
world upside down. It was night. A few cars passed on the rear avenue that bordered
the athletic field of the high school. They were taking her into the rear entrance of the
large complex of buildings. She saw Jeff peeking down at a basement window and
grunting with satisfaction. The janitor must be as drunk as they'd hoped.
"Still, keep it down," the young man said in a hushed voice as he opened the double
doors and walked in."Don't want ol' man Hotchinson callin' the cops 'cause he heard
us."
Nancy wanted to scream, then thought twice about it. Yes, she could bring help... bring
help, and with it the publicity she feared more than what they were planning to do to
her. There would be questions, accusations. The truth would kill her. No, she still had
to play the game. After all, she was almost home free.
"In here."
"Wrong fuckin' door. It's the damned biology lab," Jeff muttered.
Nancy could smell the pungent aroma of formaldehyde. The odor was so strong, she
started coughing.
"Hey, the bitch's alive!"
Billy grunted, hauling her off his shoulder when they entered another room.
"Got plenty of mats in here."
Nancy staggered, holding the blanket tightly to her body. It was the first time in several
horrible hours she had something to hide her naked body.
"Man, I'm tired. We gotta get outta here and get some sleep for tomorrow," Jeff said,
rubbing his eyes.
"Do what you can with her. Besides, think of the coins we'll be gettin' from sellin' this
shit," Billy said, rubbing his buddy's front pocket. The two of them smiled.
Nancy shivered. It was cold in this room. Looking around, the young woman saw
wrestling mats of all sizes on the floor and hanging from hooks in the wall. It was an
equipment room. There was the faint aroma of sweat in the air.
"Come on," Jeff said, taking one edge of the blanket and pulling it roughly away from
the blonde. Nancy cried out as the warm cloth was hauled off her body. She shivered,
and wasn't too disappointed when Jeff embraced her, feeling her body up and down,
pushing his right knee into her crotch and wiggling his upper thigh against her moving
pussy. Nancy felt her body warming; her cunt growing hot.
Without a word, she settled on one of the mats. Both young boys smiled, then pulled
their clothes off quickly.
"Probably gonna be the last time we fuck with this one," Jeff said, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Why?" Billy asked disappointedly.
"Man, you don't wanna keep company with a broad who can finger you. We've got
enough on her to keep her quiet. But we keep fuckin' with 'er and somethin' bad's
gonna happen, count on it," Jeff warned, hooking his thumbs over his undershorts'
waistband, then pulling them down.
Billy only shrugged, looking at her occasionally. She could tell he wanted to keep seeing
her. One fuck with the young girl hadn't been enough for him.
"Come on."
Jeff and Billy settled on either side of her. Jeff moved around to the front and grabbed
her hard by the jaw, drawing her face forward and kissing her hard on the mouth. He
moved his hands over her tits, fondling the huge boobs while driving his tongue down
Nancy's throat. The young girl moaned, spread her legs apart and kissed back. Billy,
meanwhile, crouched between her legs. His cock was already swollen to full-size. He
bent over, resting his ass on his feet while sticking out his tongue and flicking it against
her cunt-hole.
"Mmmmmm!"
Nancy squeezed her buttocks together, moving her pussy forward and into the young
man's mouth.
"She's dry," Billy commented.
"Then man, we gotta get 'er good and wet."
Jeff pushed Nancy down onto the mat, rolling on top of her and shoving his buddy out
of the way temporarily. As Billy watched Nancy disappear under his friend's thick
muscled thighs, he rolled over and edged close to their writhing bodies, throwing one
arm over Jeff's back. Moving in close, he shoved his long dick in between their bodies.
"Hey, man, that's actin' a little queer, ain't it?" Jeff commented.
"You never give me much of the action, man!" Billy countered."It's the only way I can
get any."
"Yeah, sure, well, I don't mind. I ain't no fag, and know fuckin' well you ain't."
Nancy didn't care what they were. She was quickly warming to the two young men on
top of her. She couldn't believe the almost overwhelming sexual feeling she got when
both men were wiggling their cocks over her belly. She could feel those two prongs
probing their way over her upper belly. Then she felt Jeff's cock stop on her thighs.
Billy's was almost touching his buddy's.
"Oh, no!"
Nancy felt her head spinning around again. She was going to be fucked, fucked and
God only knows what else by these two studs. She sucked in air through her nostrils.
Her lungs and throat burned. Jeff tensed his ass and rose from the mat, dragging his
dick through the silken curls of her pussy until he could feel the hot, moist outer lips
pressing against his cock-head.
Nancy grunted again, spreading her legs to give him more room. Reaching down, he
could feel her fat cuntlips clenched together. The crack where they met was seeping
with frothy bubbles of pussy-oil. After opening her legs, Nancy tilted her head back,
wetting her lips with her tongue. Oh, she wanted to be fucked in every way possible.
Fucking! That was all there was in the world. It was the only thing worth doing in the
world. Morality, virginity, they were all lies.
"Man, she's so hot she's gonna burn up the mattress!"
Nancy felt Jeff's tongue spear back in her mouth while his dick started pushing at her
juicy cuntal crack. The thick head rubbed back and forth, making the girl move her
thighs in a lewd rhythm. Soon, she knew his dick-head was slippery with pre-cum and
pussy-oil. It was jabbing at her fat cuntlips.
"Hhhhhhrruhhh!"
Nancy felt the head force apart her swollen pussylips. She sucked in her breath as she
felt the thick hunk of meat push into her juicy pussy. The young blonde swore she
could hear her wet pussy-meat squishing as the hard rod sank lower and deeper into
her snatch.
"Good, good pussy, good fuckin'," Jeff whispered hoarsely as he ripped his mouth from
hers.
"Uhhhhhh!" Nancy replied, moaning loudly as she felt him spear deeper in her cunt.
"Shove it in 'er, man," Billy whispered at their side.
With Nancy's arms locked around his head urging him on, Jeff shoved down even
harder than before. He heard the young woman scream. He had pressed his cock
against her clit, drawing out a long, shuddering series of electric pre-orgasmic shocks.
The girl's cries and screams sent chills over the young men's bodies and made their
dicks throb. Ohh, how good it was to feel her pussy fitting tightly around the broad,
hairy dick-root of Jeff's cock. Inside her cunt, the slippery tissues were stretched widely
apart to accommodate the throbbing hunk of his dick-meat. At the top of her cuntlips,
her clit was beating, throbbing, being rubbed by Jeff's sliding prong. As Jeff came to the
end of his downstroke, his groin ground into her clit, making the girl arch her back and
grind her shoulders against the wrestling mat.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, fuck."
"Man, she's goin' nuts," Billy hissed, wishing he could stick his cock in her cunt.
"Yeah, man, she's flyin' outta control. Too bad we can't keep this one," he said, stroking
her face, then going back to the serious business of fucking.
Nancy wanted to be filled with jizz, drowned in sticky, white, creamy spunk. She could
hear Billy whispering encouragement to his buddy, could feel his dick sliding up and
down against her belly. Could it be possible to have two cocks ramming her cunt at the
same time? Would the men want to do something like that? No, Nancy didn't have the
courage to suggest it.
Billy finally tired of watching the two fucking and crawled between their spread legs.
He lay flat on his belly, shoving his head up toward Jeff's balls. As he got closer, he
could hear the soft gurgling sound of his buddy's dick trenching out Nancy's snatch.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck it out, baby," Jeff groaned. Billy reached up and pushed the girl's
thighs farther apart.
Nancy felt those strange hands and groaned. What a wild sensation. She was being
fucked and about to be jerked off at the same time. The young woman rocked her body
mindlessly, throwing her head from side to side and gasping for air. A hot shiver ran
through her pussy, making her outer lips contract and snap shut on Jeff's fucking cock.
The young man smiled, knowing what his buddy was going to do.
"Oh, yes, yesssss!"
Nancy felt fingers stroking their way up, shoving her legs apart. As her cunt stretched
open wider, Jeff gave another hard shove and buried his dick up to his nuts. He almost
blew his wad when he felt Billy's fingers brush against the sensitive underside of his
cock.
"Hey, man, take it easy! I don't wanna shoot off yet," he warned.
"Just take your fuckin' cock outta the way so's I can do a little eatin'."
Nancy relished this filthy conversation. She let out a loud moan when she felt her
stretched pussylips being teased by a wet fingertip. The tickling sensation made her
snap her legs together, trapping Billy's head between her thighs.
"Fuck her!" Billy whispered.
Jeff pulled his hairy ass up, drawing his throbbing rod out of her furry box.
"Ohhhhh!"
Nancy was moaning like a bitch dog in heat. Billy moved his head farther between her
and Jeff. His tongue licked around the edges of her sensitive cunt. The rough surface of
that oral organ raked along the tensed flesh, then darted in.
"Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh!"
Billy breathed hard as he worked his tongue around her hole. Nancy couldn't take it
much longer. She felt as if she were losing her mind.
"Comin' down," Jeff warned. Billy pulled his head away, giving his buddy room to fuck.
The sound of Jeff's dick squishing back into Nancy's hot little hole filled the room. The
girl let out a shuddering moan, pulling Jeff more tightly to her body while moving her
legs back and forth against the mat.
"Hey, pull out again."
Jeff didn't say anything. He braced his body on his knees and elbows and swung all the
way up on his next stroke, twisting his dick all the way from Nancy's tight hole. His
meat sprang free and jerked wildly as he held it out of the girl's cunt.
"Noooooo!"
Nancy suddenly felt empty, abandoned. She raked her fingernails across the big young
athlete's back, begging him to go on fucking her. She needed to be filled now. She
couldn't imagine not being fucked.
"Hummm, hummmm!" she grunted frantically as she felt the tissues of her cunt being
suddenly licked by that rough, hot wet tongue. Oh, God, it reminded her of the
Doberman. Nancy thought of that wonderful dog, the sight of his powerful furry body
as it hunched up and down and buried its cock in her juicy slit. How horrified she'd
been then of fucking... fucking with anything, let alone an animal. And how much
she'd changed since then.
"Wanna get eaten, honey? Wanna feel that tongue all the time?" Jeff said, hearing the
slurping sounds of his buddy's mouth as it fitted around her cunt-hole and sucked hard.
"Yes, oh yesssss!"
"Okay, shove it back in," Billy said. Jeff relaxed his muscles, letting his swollen dick
head back in her throbbing cuntal crack. His eight thick inches sank down into her hot
hole. As the slippery pussy-tissues curled around his shaft, he felt the girl's fingernails
scrape across his back. He bolted, twisting his body around and letting out a sharp yelp.
"You do that again cunt, and I'm gonna pull out and jack off."
"No, no, not again!"
Nancy couldn't stand the thought of being left high and dry. It had happened once with
terrible results. No, she didn't want to offend these young men! How awful, she
thought. Only a few hours ago she would have stuck a knife in them to get away. Now
she was protecting them, smoothing down their bodies with her fingers, begging them
to do to her what two days ago she would have screamed at.
Nancy drove those thoughts from her mind for the moment and smoothed her hands
lightly over his scratched back. Her ass strained up, shoving her tight hole onto his
throbbing dick. She felt his body tremble with lust, then shove down. She felt his cock
sinking into the inner depths of her snatch.
"Goooooood!" the girl moaned as she moved her body in wild little hunches under him.
She could feel his cock slipping around in her cunt with each move they made. The
throbbing head pushed deep inside her snatch. Oh, it had to be one of the best feelings
in the world. Nancy could have fucked all night.
"Hey, don't shoot off yet," Billy whispered, pushing his head back in and eating at her
snatch.
Nancy went wild. She was throwing her hips up and down with desperate hunching
motions. Her cunt seemed to be exploding, irritated by the sensations of being eaten
and being fucked at the same time. The hotter she got the better both men liked it.
"Roll 'er over. She's hot enough to fuck in the ass again."
"No, noooo!" Nancy pleaded as she lay trapped between the two athletes. They were
fucking her at the same time. Jeff's chest was like a hairy wall against her tits, his thighs
blocking her way as she tried to move away from the dick pressing into her ass. Then,
as the two bodies started to hunch into her, the girl felt a thrill more wild than the time
earlier when she was bound in leather. This time Nancy had no inhibitions. This time
she was ready to take both of them on at the same time.
"Huhhhhh!"
"That's it, Nancy, relax," Jeff moaned.
She could feel thick streams of cum oozing from his dick, wetting down the already
soaking walls of her cunt. Behind her, she felt Billy's dick-head pushing against her
asshole. In a second, her sphincter muscles relaxed and his cock shoved in.
"Good, good," he whispered in her ear.
"Ohhhh!"
The cry of ecstasy escaped from her throat as she felt the young man sucking her ear.
When his tongue lashed down into the canal, she shoved back with her ass, opening the
way for his cock. As she edged toward him, Billy's cock pushed its way up her tight ass.
"Fuck!" the young man cried, closing his eyes and holding on to the girl tightly.
"You in?" Jeff called out from up front.
"Yeah, man, let's go crazy!"
Nancy screamed, feeling her cunt getting ready to climax. Go crazy? She was already
mad with lust, driven insane by her own body.


Chapter 10

"Shove it, man, shove it!"
Jeff was close, hanging on the edge, waiting for his buddy to shoot his cum. He held on
to the girl, watching as she jerked, twitched, writhed like a speared fish.
Nancy thought about how it would feel to have a long pole jammed up her body,
twisting around in her cunt, killing her while at the same time drawing the maximum
amount of pleasure from her cunt and asshole. She cried out, jerking her legs apart,
snapping her body from one man to the other. How would she ever be able to have
normal sex after this evening?
"Oh, man, man, man!" Billy cried as he felt his cum bubbling up thick and rich in his
cock. He pressed his groin tightly against her buttocks, throwing an arm across Nancy's
shoulders and touching his buddy."Get in now, man. Get goin'. I'm shootin'."
"Ohhhhh!" Nancy cried, letting out all the stops and feeling her orgasm sweeping over
her.
Billy shoved in and out crazily, feeling his cum start to spray out of his cock-head and
wet down her bunghole. Jeff hunched furiously, pushing up against the girl's body. He
stuck his cock in her cunt up to his balls. His mouth moved onto hers and their
tongues speared at one another while he moved his thighs in a circular motion.
"Mmmmmm!"
Spit ran in streams down their throats as they sucked and tongued each other. Nancy
felt her throat start to throb in time to her cut and asshole. Her body was completely on
fire. She was hunching back and forth out of control, fucking and being fucked.
"Now!" Jeff howled.
The three of them were glued together by a seal of cum, pussy-oil and sweat. As his
cum shot up his rod and jetted through the thick, red dick-head, he stabbed his tongue
deep into Nancy's mouth. She felt the bubbling load spray deep into her snatch.
"Man, Man!" Billy cried, digging his fingertips in Nancy's sides.
The girl felt his cock throb in the tight clutch of her shitter. She felt the throbbing
waves of climax starting deep in her cunt. The walls shook, clutched and grabbed onto
Jeff's spraying dick. The throbbing grew harder, more intense, more violent until she
knew she was about to come. Oh, she wished the men would keep up their orgasm,
wished she could climax while they were still firing away in her.
And it seemed as if her dream was going to come true. Jeff and Billy were still jerking
away, grunting like animals, clutching her while moving their thighs sensuously back
and forth. Nancy thrust her tongue back into Jeff's throat and dug her nails into his
back while she shivered and took the final fucking thrusts in her pussy.
Jeff's cum seemed to shoot on forever, burning into her trembling pussy-sheath. His
load kept on pouring out, jetting into her snatch. The tremendous double orgasm in her
body triggered her climax. She couldn't tell up from down anymore. Tearing her mouth
from Jeff's, she let out a long, low wail, feeling the world crashing down on her. She
was coming, feeling her pussy contract, feeling her clit throb and explode while Billy
and Jeff kept fucking her.
"Man, oh, man, oh, man," Jeff groaned, rolling away from Nancy and throwing back
his head. He ran his fingers through his thick head of hair and laughed softly."Whatta
fuck! She'd make a fuckin' fortune on the streets!"
"Yeah, good tight little ass, too!"
Nancy was drifting, half-listening to the men on either side of her. Yes, she was crazed
with sex, wanting it so badly she could almost cry! Even now, after having had these
two studs fucking her, Nancy could have gone another round with them or anyone for
that matter. Were they going to let her go? Could they ever let her go, or more
accurately, could she ever let them go from her mind? Could she ever forget what had
happened to her? There was no guilt now. There was only searing sexuality, a desire to
fuck – fuck forever!
"Hey, she's still hot to trot!"
"Whadda you mean?" Billy asked, pulling his softening dick from the girl's hole.
"Look."
Jeff ran his fingers over Nancy's cunt. She shivered, twisted her body slowly back and
forth, and moaned. The young man looked at his fingers. There was cum on the tips,
but also new, freshly spilled pussy-oil.
"Hey, I can't take care of 'er anymore. Man, I'm sore!"
"So am I. Hey, wait a sec," Jeff said, tucking his legs under his butt and standing up
unsteadily. He padded to the door, unlocked it and peered down the hall.
"Anybody?"
"Naw, told you that fuckin' janitor's bent on the sauce," Jeff said bravely as he walked
to the lab room. Nancy lay quietly, listening to the young man foraging around in the
other room. There were scraping sounds, some muffled groans, and the sounds of him
coming back. She twisted her head around, looking heavy-lidded at the doorway. Jeff
was holding a large German shepherd by the collar. She sat up bolt upright, covering
her tits with both hands and sucking in air. A dog! Oh, God, those conflicting feelings
once more!
"Wh... where did you get him?"
The young blonde teenager sat holding her hands together in prayer-like fashion. She
could feel Jeff's and Billy's cum oozing from her cuntal slit. Oh, how she wanted them
to leave her alone. And how, at the same time, she wanted them to violate her more, to
humiliate and degrade her! The dog – yes, yes, one part of her mind demanded the
animal.
"Doesn't matter, chick. Next door. Mr. Hathaway's always doin' somethin' with
animals. Somethin' to do with a guy called Pavlov or somethin'. Come on. We gotta see
you in action one more time."
"Yeah, mutt, you're gonna fuck this broad," Jeff said, wiping the spittle off his lips.
Nancy still lay there, wrestling with her conflicting feelings.
"Come on, babe, tell 'im how much you're gonna love fuckin' him," Jeff ordered.
Nancy bit her lower lip, curling her fingers and digging the nails into her upper arms.
Her face reflected her hesitancy. She stared at the growling animal, then rolled her eyes
back over to the two young men. This was so weird, so out of the ordinary. Waves of
fatigue washed over her while her pussy actually grew warm and moist all over again at
the prospect of being licked and fucked by a dog.
"Come on. We gotta have a biology lesson!" Billy said, scratching his groin and
laughing softly.
Nancy fought back the self-loathing she was starting to feel. No, no, she couldn't think
about that now. She'd go insane if she were to think about everything she'd done in the
proper perspective. All her former bravado about being free and wild was beginning to
fade now that the end of her adventure was closing. She began thinking about her
family, her friends. They would be the judges of her actions, not these men. If they ever
found out...
"Hey, man, what's takin' all evening? You want a kick to get you goin'?" Jeff asked, his
voice having a nervous edge to it.
Somewhat reluctantly, Nancy spread her legs and leaned back, supporting her torso
with both hands placed behind her hips. The animal tilted his head to one side, curious
as to why these students had pulled him from his temporary home in the biology lab
next door. The naked young blonde woman was now playing with her pussy, stroking
the wet slit with her fingers, playing with her clit as the young men were telling her
what to do.
Nancy felt totally degraded now. She was peeled open, spread wide apart for the dog
and the boys to see. She was jerking off in public, feeling the cooling jizz from Jeff's
dick oozing over her fingers. But there was warm liquid, too, hot, frothy cunt-juice that
came from the seepy lining of her snatch. Yes, she was feeling hot again, feeling the
strange sensation in the pit of her belly that made the young girl breathless with
perverted excitement.
"Mutt's never done this kinda thing before," Billy observed.
"Come on, man," Jeff said impatiently, glancing nervously at the door, then turning
around and shoving the German shepherd forward.
Nancy stopped playing with herself. The dog had lowered his head and suddenly had
the same look in his eyes the Doberman had just before he licked her off. The teenager
pulled her hand away from her crotch. The large dog was leaning forward, sniffing the
air between them. Nancy felt a familiar thrill race through her body, making her
nipples stand up and turn a darker red. He was smelling her. He was smelling the odor
of sweat, pussy-juice and cum. His thick fur bristled around his neck while his tail
wagged slowly from side to side. Nancy watched with growing apprehension as his
tongue lolled from one corner of his mouth while his black nostrils quivered. Oh, God,
how she wanted to feel him now, feel that black pointed snout pushing apart her outer
cuntlips, working up, pressing against her moist warm pussy-meat, pressing against her
clit, filling her pussy the way Jeff's cock did a few minutes ago!
"Ohhhh!"
Nancy jerked a little when the shepherd's nose touched her upper thigh. She curled that
leg up slightly, snapping her head back and biting down on her lip. The last time, the
last time she was going to go through this. She knew she should feel tremendous relief.
Then why was there this odd feeling of regret when she stared at the approaching dog?
What had become of her? What awful thing had these two young men and those awful
people at the warehouse done to her?
Once more, the animal shoved his snout against her thigh. This time Nancy didn't cry
out or jerk her leg away. She saw him rolling up his eyes, staring at her, even studying
her. Could this animal actually do something like that? Could he actually think, reason,
toy with her the way men had? That possibility made the girl shiver and turn her head
away from the shepherd.
"Ummmmmm!"
Nancy felt that all-too-familiar sensation of a dog's rough tongue going up her thigh
now, licking the salty perspiration from her flesh, moving up, up toward her pussy. The
girl squeezed her buttocks together, bracing herself on her hands and hunching her
crotch up slightly while letting her head fall back between her shoulder blades. Nancy
felt her long hair brush over her back while the animal started licking more regularly.
The blonde teen felt every nerve-ending in her clit strain down toward the dog's
tongue. Her pussy-walls rubbed together as she rocked her body from side to side. Her
tits rolled and jiggled together while sweat trickled down her forehead and out from
under her arms.
Nancy made odd humming sounds as she gave completely into the perverted feelings
racing through her mind and body. Yes, it was horribly wrong. She wasn't even making
a token effort to repel the animal now. Well, she didn't care. After what she had been
through, one more degrading sex scene didn't seem to matter. Her body was certainly
telling her that.
"Ummmmm, good!"
Nancy reached around with one hand and moved her fingers up and down her lower
belly, caressing her navel, then pushing through the tangled forest of her wet
pussyhairs. The dog watched intently, stopping his thick licking, panting harder.
Nancy could smell her evaporating cunt-juice now. She was juicing freely, wetting down
her thighs as she toyed with her cunt. Looking at the advancing dog's tongue, Nancy
shuddered. She could feel the forces growing in her pussy!


Chapter 11

"Hey, man the chick's gonna bring up the janitor if she keeps cryin' that way," Billy
said, looking at the door and wishing Nancy could keep her voice down. He enjoyed
listening to the young girl go slowly out of her mind. But he knew that Nancy's loud,
quavering voice would soon bring the police if she went on.
"Man, who cares? Besides, nobody's gonna bring that old fool up here! He's too fuckin'
sauced right now," Jeff countered, stroking his semi-rigid cock through his Levi's. He
was starting to get hard all over again, feeling a kind of soreness radiate through his
overworked dick that matched the growing tenseness.
Nancy had fallen on the floor now, edging her knees back slowly toward her tits. She
was holding on to her legs, moving them away from the dog and spreading them apart.
She could feel her itchy cuntal walls peeling stickily back, sliding apart, exposing more
and more wet hollows and folds of her dark-red pussy. The girl trembled, waiting for
the first contact of the German shepherd's tongue.
It came with lightning-like intensity. Nancy screamed, squirming her back and
shoulders over the floor. She felt the dog's broad wet tongue slop over her cunt-meat,
moving up her slit and touching the hot rounded edge of her clit. The girl thought she
was going to faint. It was as if all her sexual adventures that evening had only been to
bring her cunt up to this hot sexual intensity. She actually felt her womb moving from
that contact.
The dog pranced back, barking nervously at the girl. Then, enticed by the taste of her
hot cunt, he moved carefully back, his dark-brown eyes focused on her moving,
swelling, dripping pussy.
"Oh, ohhhhh, noooooo!"
Nancy was wiggling her ass around the floor now, rocking like a boat from side to side.
She held onto her knees, sucking in lungfuls of air into her thrashing body as the
German shepherd started licking at her twat ferociously.
"Oh, no, no, yes, I..."
Nancy couldn't think straight. She was in a tailspin of sexual delight. The tongue
moved down to the bottom of her cunt, slathering around her asshole, trailing up the
sensitive band of flesh between her ass and pussy, then moving into her hot hole and
scooping up the rivers of snatch-oil flowing from her womb. Nancy shivered, her flesh
breaking out into goosepimples. Oh, what that tongue was doing to her. She wiggled
her ass in frantic little hunches, digging her fingernails into her skin now while rolling
her head from side to side.
The dog's tongue had actually entered her hole, curling around and around, the tip
scraping deliciously against her seepy cuntal lining. Yes, yes, she could endure
something like this all night! It wasn't degradation now! No, it was the best thing in the
world. The thought of having that mindless furry animal between her legs made the
young woman shiver with sexual heat. More juice oozed from her slit, exciting the
German shepherd further.
"Ohhhhurrrrrr!"
Nancy wanted to reach around and thrust the dog's snout deep in her pussy. She
wanted that sensation of being filled, of having something rushing in and out of her
pussy. But the girl knew better than to fool around with the animal. She didn't want to
upset him, drive him away, or wind up getting bitten! Oh, the thought of her cunt
being at the mercy of that animal made Nancy cry out. Near-painful spasms of
excitement tore through her pussy as more cunt-juice spilled out from her hole and wet
down the dog's snout.
Then suddenly the animal opened his powerful jaws and bit down on the blonde's
cuntal mound. Nancy saw flashes of bright lights in front of her eyes. She could feel the
powerful fangs sinking almost playfully in her pussy-meat, could feel the dog's lips
brushing over her pussyhairs and rubbing against the super-sensitive skin of her pussy.
He was growling that smothered growl of excitement as he twisted his head around,
shaking her pussy as if it were a toy.
The Doberman had done that, too. Yes, oh, God, he had driven her up the wall with
that move. Oh, how could she ever not experience this maddening feeling again?
Nothing could approximate it! Nancy clawed the floor, making humming sounds,
crying out as the dog kept moving his head back and forth.
Finally he let go, backing up and licking her thighs again. Nancy wanted him to keep
on licking! Her clit ached from the sexual tension.
"Fuck, she's a regular bitch!" Billy gasped, his eyes blazing with excitement. The ceiling
could have come crashing down and neither of the boys would have noticed it. They
were too engrossed in what was happening in front of them. The petite blonde teenager
was going crazy in front of them with that dog between her legs.
"Ohhhhh!"
The German shepherd let out two sharp barks, standing in front of her, looking at her
intensely. Nancy knew what she had to do. Slowly, painfully, she rose from the floor,
twisting around until she was crouched in the dog-fucking position. Oh, she was
beginning to understand the animals now, able to figure out what they wanted just by
the sound of their growls and barks. How proud, she thought ironically, her mother
and father would be of her now!
"Fuck 'er good!"
Nancy held her breath, tucking her legs under her belly while resting her forehead
against her knees. Oh, how her pussy throbbed and ached. She needed something to
take care of that incredibly hot little pulsing hole. Behind her the sound of the dog's
panting increased. He sniffed at her ass, licked at the rounded globes several times.
Those touches brought shivery moans from the young teenager. Nancy waited, her
heart pounding violently. Every nerve-ending in her body was standing on edge,
waiting for the first indication that the shepherd was mounting her.
Then it happened. Nancy felt his claws brush over her buttocks, then slide more
painfully along her sides. There was that all too familiar sensation of furry weight on
her back, making the girl groan. Then Nancy felt something hot brush against her
inner thighs. Yes, dog-cock! She remembered the surprisingly large size of the
Doberman's prick – fat, long, knobby, red, and streaked with blue veins. It seemed so
unnatural. And yet now there was nothing unnatural as the German shepherd
positioned himself over Nancy's small body, tightened his forelegs around her chest and
slipped his dick into her hole with a small squishing sound.
Nancy thought she was going to fly off the floor with excitement. She felt the dog's
body tremble on top of hers as more thick inches of his doggie-meat slipped into her
hot drooling cunt-hole. She could feel his hot breath against her neck. The sounds of
his muted growls brought moans from the young girl's throat. She hung her head
down, letting her blonde hair cover her face.
"Man, he's humpin' her like a pro!" Billy commented.
"She's the pro, man," Jeff said, working his fingers around the fat knob of his prick.
Nancy sighed and panted as the long cock pistoned in and out of her snatch. It moved
so quickly that the girl thought the friction would burn up her cuntal walls.
"Huhhhr! Huhhhr!"
The blonde teenager felt more hot juice dribble down her thighs. Oh, how delicious it
was to have that huge animal trenching out her cunt with his knobby prick. Nancy
cried out again and again, heedless of the men around her beating off. She felt her
pussy-muscles contract, clutching at the hammering dick, relaxing, then clutching
again. The dog was going wild, breathing through his nostrils, making whistling,
whimpering sounds. The dog showed no sign of being finished as he kept hammering
away at the girl's pussy.
Then suddenly he moved back to readjust his fucking position. The dick slipped out
and slid over her asscheeks. Nancy was frantic, breathing through her nose while
wiggling her body back and forth desperately. Ohhhhh, she was so close, sooooo close
to coming. The dog couldn't leave her like this! She could tell he was as nervous as she
was, holding on to her tightly, making strange sounds in his throat as he tried to shove
his dick back into her cunthole.
"Nooooooaiiyeeeee!"
Nancy couldn't understand whether what happened later was because of her excitement
or the dog's. In any case, she felt his dick drop down, shove up and enter her asshole!
She shook her body, feeling a painful stretching in her buttocks that made her cry out
over and over. No, she wanted that cock back in her cunt, back hammering against her
cut!
But the shepherd didn't seem to notice. In fact, he seemed to enjoy the sudden
tightness of this hole. He pumped away once more, moving his narrow doggie-hips up
and down. At first, Nancy cried in frustration, swaying her head back and forth. Oh,
God, oh, God, she was going to be left hanging in mid-air. Then the girl concentrated
on that odd feeling of being fucked in the ass. At the same time, she realized her clit
was being stimulated by the soft fur of the dog's underbelly. He was tickling her stubby
cut while he filled her asshole up with his dick-meat. Yes, yes, Nancy didn't care
anymore what was fucking her where. Fucked in the ass, in the cunt, it didn't matter.
The unpleasant surprise now turned into a wonderful one. She backed into the animal,
spreading her knees far apart, now feeling the hot chills radiating from her violated,
stretched bunghole to her cunt and hanging, swinging tits. She was alive to all
sensations, teetering on the brink for a hellish climax!
"AHHHHHHHHGHHH!"
Nancy fell over the edge, plunging her plump asscheeks up and down, feeling her cunt
collapse and crash down on nothing while her clit actually moved and throbbed with
the overload of her orgasm. The dog knew what was happening and fucked harder,
jabbing the fat knob at the base of his dick against her flattened pussy-flap. Nancy
shivered again, feeling another wave of orgasmic spasms rip through her cunt and make
her hole contract and wink as the dog started shooting his spunk into her shit-hole.
"Ohhhhhh, yessss!"
The girl kept kneeling, panting for air, feeling the room reel around her. She loved the
sensation of the dog's cock as it jerked in her bowels, spraying out scalding jets of
spunk. The young woman crouched in that fucking position for several seconds after
the big dog had finished dumping his jizz in her.
"Okay, baby, it's over. We're through with you," Jeff said.
Nancy dragged herself up from the floor, covering her tits with her upper arms as she'd
done much earlier in the evening when there was some modesty left to protect. Down
her legs, some of the German shepherd's jizz trickled to her ankles.
"I'll take the mutt back," Billy said.
Nancy stood alone in the middle of that recreation room, thankful for the dark. She
would have to move around in the dark now, away from the judging eyes of men. The
enormity of what she'd done was slowly beginning to settle on her.
"You can tell your folks anything, man. But I wouldn't blow the whistle on us 'cause
we'll tell the truth about you, honey. And believe me, crossing Vito and his friends'll
make life mighty unhealthy for you," Jeff warned as Billy walked back into the room.
"Hey, you think we can play with 'er later? Man, I think she's hot for it."
Jeff studied her, walked up and trailed one finger over her nipples. Against her will,
against every thought she could muster, Nancy felt herself responding to his touch. Oh,
God, she'd lost everything, everything to them!
"Yeah, yeah. Maybe in a couple of days. Maybe we'll even get Jeff, Brad and the other
guys in on it. She'd probably take on the whole team if she could! Yeah, yeah," Jeff said.
"Let's take 'er back to the park and dump her. You tell your folks you got attacked or
somethin', right chick? And you don't know who the fuck did it, right?"
Nancy nodded her head up and down. They were going to still use her... and everything
in her jumped at the thought of it. As they wrapped her back up in the blanket and led
her out the door back to their car, Nancy kept telling herself she couldn't give into the
sick perversion that had taken hold of her.
But as she slid into the back seat, the girl found herself rehearsing a lie she would tell
her parents and the authorities. Some dark force had taken over. Nancy knew she
would always be at the call of men like Vito, Brad, Jeff, Billy and those four at the
warehouse. Yes, degradation excited her! God help her, but she couldn't stop that
feeling!
"Hey, chick, whip a little skull on me!" Jeff said, drawing her down to his naked crotch
as Billy pulled the car from the school parking lot.
Nancy felt her will collapse totally as she lowered her head and engulfed the fat knob
between her lips. Yes, fucking, sucking. That was all there was in the world! That was
all there was worthwhile doing in the universe.


THE END
