DEBBIE'S DOG ACT
By Ted Leonard


Chapter 1

Pretty Debbie Baker was too horny for her own good. She was eager for cocks bigger
and better than the ones she was fucking at school. Even as the wild boys screwed her
juicy cunt, Debbie often daydreamed about men's pricks drilling into her hungry pussy.
She wanted greater kicks than she was getting.
With her nipples stiff in her small halter and her clit tingling in her tight shorts, she
stood on the curb with her thumb out. She might as well have been stark naked with a
sign saying, "Fuck me, I'm ripe!"
Phil and Abe Cooper spotted her from their pick-up truck. They cruised by her on the
opposite side of the street. Phil parked. Re adjusted the side-view mirror so he could
ogle the dark-haired chick with the cute tits and curvy young body. In the bed of the
truck a huge German shepherd made a growling sound.
"Easy, Baron," Phil said out the window. "Easy, boy. We see her."
He felt his prick harden in his pants as he eyed pretty Debbie and thought of his big
dog fucking her frail, defenseless body. He always liked to watch Baron pound a chick's
pussy with his oversized cock. What a turn-on!
"You see that little bitch Baron is smelling?" he asked his brother.
"Fuck, yeah!" Abe replied.
The two of them drooled over the sexy young hitchhiker. They looked her up and
down to test her response. Debbie looked right back at them and posed seductively for
their benefit.
She was as horny as they were, and they looked like the kind of men who could give a
girl what she craved. Even as the men undressed her with their eyes, she knew she was
going to get fucked by them. That excited her.
Debbie liked to fuck. She'd started giving ass early in her life. Since then she'd been laid
hundreds of times. She dug gangbangs in school and loved two-and three-way fucks. It
was her favorite kick to take a boy's cock up her ass while two others fucked her pussy
and her mouth.
She thought about the two men in the truck. She imagined them fucking her holes, and
her pussy started to cream. She pictured their big boners driving into her body, and she
wanted it to happen.
The truck started up and Debbie's tits rose up like live things. It made a U-turn and her
cunt got steamy. It pulled up next to her and she thought she'd come in her shorts. She
gazed up at the men and smiled. They were well-built, like her father, with thick hair
on their chests. Her clit quivered as she looked at them.
Yes, she was going to like fucking these two guys. She could feel her fuck-urge
rumbling in her belly, and her pussy really ached for their cocks. She wanted to give the
big men a really hot piece of ass. They looked so brutal, she thought fucking them
would be mind-boggling.
"Hey," Abe said, "how old are you?"
"Old enough," Debbie replied.
Phil leaned forward at the wheel to see around his brother. His eyes devoured her ripe,
jutting tits and he said, "You wanna fuck?"
Debbie looked them both over, then cooed, "Yes. Do you?"
"Hop in!" Abe blurted.
Abe got out so Debbie could sit between them. She sat demurely, almost innocently,
with her hands folded on her thighs. She looked more like their kid sister getting a ride
home than a sexy teenager flirting with dangerously large pricks.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked.
"To our place," Abe said, watching her tits play peek-a-boo in her little halter.
"We're gonna give you some hot action, baby," Phil added.
Debbie smiled. "I thought you would," she cooed.
She tried to act sophisticated and mature, but she didn't know what she'd let herself in
for. She began to find out later when Phil parked and Abe grabbed her arm. He
ushered her into a big house.
Phil called to his dog and the huge animal rushed by Debbie into the room where he
stared at her and drooled.
"Hey, what's with the dog?" she asked. He looked vicious and mean to her.
Abe chuckled and locked the door. "We said we had wild action for you, honey."
Debbie's mouth fell open and her heart fluttered.
"But – I didn't mean anything like that!" she gasped, horrified. "You've got me all
wrong. I'm not going to-"
The two men grabbed her and dragged her to the floor. Debbie screamed and struggled,
frightened out of her wits now. Phil pulled ropes from their hiding place under the sofa.
Quickly and expertly, he and Abe got her onto her hands and knees and tied her wrists
and ankles in spread-eagled fashion. Debbie started to tremble and cry
"What are you doing to me?" she sobbed. "Let me go!"
"You asked for wild action, baby," Phil laughed cruelly.
Debbie screamed again. Abe clapped his large hand over her mouth. She tried to bite
him, but couldn't.
In the next horrifying moment, big hands grabbed her shorts and halter and ripped
them from her body, hurting her. She tried to escape, but her efforts were fruitless. The
ropes cut into her wrists and ankles when she struggled.
"You might as well relax and enjoy it," Abe snarled. He took his hand away from her
mouth.
"Please!" she gasped. "Don't hurt me. I'll do anything... anything! I'll suck you off! Both
of you! You can both screw me! But, please – no dog!"
Ignoring her pleas, the brothers knelt to each side of her struggling young body. Phil
reached under her and fondled her ripe, thrusting tits. Abe tickled her ribs and belly to
make her ass wiggle and writhe in front of the huge, waiting dog.
Debbie sobbed, hating what the men were doing to her body. Rough fingers teased her
nipples and pussy, her clit and even her ass hole. It would have been horny fun, but
Debbie knew they weren't arousing her for themselves. They were turning her on for an
animal!
The worst part for Debbie was that even though their intentions were wicked and cruel,
her pussy and tits liked it. Phil mauled her tits, and she whimpered. Abe drilled his big
finger up into her exposed cunt and she quivered all over. Her pretty head thrashed
back and forth as they turned her into a writhing mass of fuck-hungry female flesh.
She shuddered homily. Abe called the dog. Phil gripped her hips and yanked her naked
ass up into the air.
"Up, Baron!" Phil commanded.
"No!" Debbie shrieked.
The drooling beast mounted Debbie's helpless body. Both men saw the dog's enormous
red cock, all stiff and wet. They grinned at each other and laughed as the huge dogcock
nudged Debbie's twitching ass. Debbie cried out and sobbed when the exploring cock
found her cunt-hole and shafted into it.
"No!" she screamed as the huge doggie-dick fucked into her pussy. "No, no,
nooooooo!"
She could feel the animal's prick swelling up inside the tightness of her cunt. It grew
and grew until her small pussy was stretched open. Then it pistoned in and out of her
twat so viciously that she went weak. Her body shuddered and trembled. The massive
dog-cock drove her to a mind-boggling come. It went on drilling and driving and
spearing into her flooding pussy, making her come and come.
The brutal fucking continued until Debbie's body vibrated with unwanted sexual
pleasure. The men laughed, seeing her helplessly fucking back on the big, cunt-ripping
animal-dong.
Her pussy was on fire, clenching and sucking the immense boner drilling into her. Pain
and pleasure rippled through her body, making her fuck like a bitch in heat. Flashes of
bright color blinded her vision, and she knew that she was hopelessly turned on to the
dogcock screwing her cunt. Her only defense against the incredible pleasure threatening
to drive her out of her mind was to squeal and shriek as she was raped by the dog.
Debbie moaned hotly as she felt his powerful dick fuck deeper into her cunt. The
animal cock thrilled her against her will and she wrenched her tight pussy on it. The
men stared obscenely, excited by the erotic scene. Debbie's moans and whimpers turned
them on. Her humping little ass drive them wild. Baron's relentless fucking thrilled
them.
Baron's front paws gripped Debbie's shoulders. His rigid cock slammed brutally into
her pussy. She gasped and screwed her cunt around and her whole body tossed and
pitched as the doggie-prick ravished her wet twat. She whimpered and sobbed as the
dog drooled onto her back and drove his dick into her with merciless thrusts.
Despite her humiliation and fear, she fucked her hot pussy on the dog-cock, and then
girl and dog were fucking beautifully. Her twisting young cunt flooded involuntarily,
and as the animal-cock pounded her pussy, shivers of delight made her moan against
her will. What was happening was cruel and despicable, yet there was something wild
about it that made Debbie fuck like an animal, too.
Out of her head with fuck-feelings, she thrust her cunt back at the animal, and Baron
poured his big cock to her. She was weakened by the relentless, powerful screwing, yet
she kept her ass moving. She'd never been fucked by an animal and it boggled her
mind. She started fucking like a sex-starved nymph.
The men had abused her, but this savage fucking was just what her wild dreams were
made of. The big dog was giving her a damned good fuck, and she responded to it with
the instincts of a hot female.
Baron drilled his mighty dick up into her horny twat some more, and then he heaved
all of it into her belly. Debbie gasped and screwed her hot ass around and around
senselessly. She ground her pussy on his dick, and they fucked together harder and
faster. Debbie kept moaning and the dog kept drooling and fucking.
Phil and Abe looked on lewdly. They opened their pants and pulled out their big, wet
boners. They wanted to join the dog.
Abe wanted to shove his aching dick into Debbie's body and make her beg for it. She
was really a wild little thing now, and she looked delicious fucking Baron so hotly.
Debbie writhed and moaned with helpless pleasure as the immense dog-cock plunged
into her pussy. She trembled with unwonted lust as the dog's thick prick pumped in
and out. She lost all sense of dread now, and ached for only one thing: a hot, juicy
come. She was suddenly fucking to get herself off, and she didn't care now that she was
humping a dog.
Her pussy got hotter and hotter as male hands mauled her tits and tweaked her tender
pink nipples. Phil played with one tit, Abe the other, driving her wild. Abe got his other
hand under her at the furry base of her undulating belly. He squeezed her wet clit as
Baron fucked her cunt.
All of this rendered Debbie helpless with mounting cum-needs. She twisted her pussy
on the ramming dog-dick. She caught her breath. She gasped. Then she screamed.
"Oh!" she cried out in erotic anguish. "Oh, my God! I'm coming again! I-I-Ohhhhhh,
I'm commmmiiinnnggg!"
She fucked faster and her body vibrated wildly as her firm tummy heaved against the
lunges of Baron's tireless prick. She gyrated her ass and humped her twat hornily.
Baron was really screwing her pussy now, and her squishy cunt sucked him off.
Baron grunted low and mean, and his enormous red cock ripped into her sucking cunt.
Her pussy clenched his meat, making him growl and pound her pussy even more
viciously. Debbie was out of her head now, really giving the animal a good fuck. In and
out of her helpless pussy the dog-cock drilled.
"Ohhh!" she squealed, shuddering from head to toe. "I'm coming more!"
Her wrists and ankles pulled at the ropes as her lovely body jerked and thrashed with
orgasm.
Baron's hot cock reared back and plunged with rapid-fire lunges. He was now fucking
her with every solid inch of his massive boner, and his big nuts slammed against her
pussy where Abe's fingers were driving her crazy.
The drooling animal rammed his iron dick in and out of her quivering cunt. It seesawed 
wildly back and forth between her drenched pussy-lips.
Debbie almost passed out, fucking with a frenzy now, and Baron drove his cock into
her in return. She could feel everything now – Baron's thick prick deep in her belly,
Abe's fingers massaging her clit, Phil's hands milking her tits – and it all made her wild
with lust. She humped her twat with a vengeance, snarling and drooling just like the
dog, and the men loved it.
Her body thrashed. "My cunt! My cunt! Ohhhh, it's coming again!"
Even as her hotly fucking pussy creamed juicily, Baron's swollen cock exploded up her
fuck-hole. She felt his dick shooting and jerking in her hot belly, his thick jism mixing
with her silky come. Never had she felt anything so marvelous. No boy's cock had ever
given her such outrageous, cummy feelings!
Spasms shook her pussy and her body writhed in an agony of extreme orgasm. She
thrilled to the feeling of the dog-cock gushing so viciously into her squirming cunt, and
she loved the dazzling power of her own come Never had she felt one so in tense, so
earthshaking, so complete! Never, never, never!
Her orgasm left her so hopelessly weak and breathless that when the dog-dick slipped
out of her soaked pussy, she fell back limp, gasping.
Phil and Abe knelt there, pumping their throbbing cocks in their fists. They didn't give
Debbie a chance to get her breath back.
Phil knelt between her trembling thighs and lifted her ass up for himself. He guided his
huge, wet boner to her cunt-slit and rammed all of it up into her hot fuck-hole.
Abe knelt above her rocking head and lifted it up. Through heavily-lidded, glazed eyes
Debbie saw his massive boner just before he shoved it between her parted lips into her
soft, sexy mouth.
Her mouth and cunt were filled with thick, hot cocks, and she exploded into a frenzy of
sex-crazed passion. Her mouth sucked hungrily and her pussy fucked homily as the
men ravished her defenseless holes.
She moaned hotly as Abe fucked his dick into her throat and Phil drilled his big cock
into her cunt. In and out of her pussy and mouth their stiff pricks slid, giving her no
rest, until both were blasting wetly and savagely.
Her mouth was filled with thick, juicy come and she gulped it down as the prick up her
cunt shot giant wads of jism into her writhing belly. She came on Phil's pumping dick
as she sucked hot come up out of Abe's big balls.
The men groaned and bucked violently, using the girl shamelessly, pumping their loads
into her. The double-fucking and double coming left Debbie thoroughly devastated and
breathless.
After they came, Phil and Abe pulled their pricks out of Debbie, and let her used body
collapse on the floor. She writhed there for a long time, whimpering.
"My God," she panted, shivering. "Oh, my God, what have you done to me? I feel so
dizzy. I can't see. Ohhhh, please, let me go now."
She heard laughter and a new terror seized her as Phil said, "Baby, we've just begun!"
Shivers shot through her body as she realized that these men weren't going to let her
go.
"Y-you fucked me," she gasped, pleading with them. "Please, let me go now. I gave you
what you wanted. I even fucked your dog! Ohhh, please, please, untie me!"
For her efforts she got two laughing men in front of her pretty face. They lifted her
head by the hair and both men rubbed their wet dicks against her lips.
"Suck them!" she heard a man order.
She was trapped and she knew it. Tears streamed from her eyes as she stuck her pink
tongue out. The men chortled and wiped their cockheads on her tongue.
"Lick, baby, lick," Abe chuckled.
Breathing rapidly, trembling with fear, Debbie moved her head this way and that,
licking her tongue all over the growing pricks.
She watched their cocks enlarge and thicken, and the bigger they got, the more worried
she became. Their pricks looked like weapons and she felt threatened by them.
"What do you say, baby?" Phil laughed. "You want one up your asshole?"
"No!" Debbie cried. "Please, not that, too!"
Phil chuckled and crawled around to her lovely naked ass. He hefted her ass up by the
hips and nudged her asshole with his drenched dick.
"Please, noooooo," Debbie whimpered. But she knew these men wouldn't be kind or
considerate to her. She had gone out for a good time and this was what she got. She
was their captive.
Abe pushed his prick into her soft, wet mouth and started fucking it in and out as his
horny brother broke her ass-cherry with his thick cock. Debbie wept and sobbed
around Abe's mouth-fucking dick as the cock up her ass hurt her bowels and rectum.
It was hard for her to believe this savagery was really happening to her. If it hadn't been
for the very real pain, she wouldn't have believed it. It was like a nightmare to her as
her mouth and asshole got fucked royally.
Abe controlled her head, gripping it between his hands and held it where he wanted it
as he fucked his long prick in and out of her softly sucking mouth. He came, filling her
mouth a number of times and making her swallow rapidly to keep up with him.
Debbie whimpered as the big prick up her ass started to feel good. She didn't want it to,
but sex always made her very horny. Helplessly and homily, she screwed her asshole on
Phil's ravaging cock and she came several times before his prick blasted away with huge
wads of thick cock-cream.
When they were finished with her once again, they left her writhing and whimpering
on the floor as they enjoyed a smoke. Debbie's mind whirled but she heard their voices.
"We gonna take her to Mr. Jainchill?"
"Hell, yeah! She's worth five bills, ain't she?"
An entirely new fear gripped Debbie's pounding heart.


Chapter 2

Warren Jainchill swiveled around in his executive chair and goosed his pretty secretary.
The brunette squealed and got out of the old man's reach.
"Mr. Jainchill," she said, "stop that. Remember what the doctor said about getting too
excited."
The white-haired man chuckled and his eyes feasted on the young woman's curvy little
ass as she hurried out of the office If his secretary had had any idea what his obscene
thoughts were at the moment, she would have run for her life.
The intercom buzzed and his secretary, in a sharp and professional-sounding voice,
said, "Mr. Jainchill? The mayor is on line three. The contracts you were expecting are
here for your signature. And there's a call for you on the red phone."
Jainchill came to life suddenly. "Hold the contracts until I ask for them," he said. "Tell
Tony to talk to the mayor. And hold all calls."
He switched off the intercom and opened a drawer. There was a bright red phone in it.
He lifted it to his ear.
"Go ahead," he said abruptly.
"Mr. Jainchill? I've got something for you."
"Who is this?"
"Phil Cooper, sir. You remember me. Me and my brother Abe – uhhh – sent you a
package recently and..."
Jainchill's sharp mind worked mechanically, coldly. "I remember. All right, Cooper,
what have you got this time?"
"Something special, sir, real special," Phil said.
"It had better be," the old man replied. "I told you we're not interested in fucking sluts.
That last one was a hooker, you ass. I can buy and sell hundreds of hookers. I ordered
sweet stuff."
"Yes, sir. Yes, sir," Phil replied quickly. "No mistake this time, I swear. This one was
hitchhiking when we picked her up. She's coming straight from her mama, Mr.
Jainchill. Just what you want."
"I'll be the judge of that," Jainchill said sharply. "If she doesn't fill the bill, you don't get
paid. You might get a broken knee-cap, though."
There was a deadly silence as Phil Cooper got the full impact of the old man's message.
"Have you tested her?" Jainchill asked.
"Yes, sir. Just like you said. It was beautiful."
"Tell me about it," the old man said, and his bony hand slipped onto his lap.
Phil Cooper talked for fifteen minutes, relating in great detail exactly how Debbie got
by the German shepherd. As Jainchill listened, he fondled his erect boner, his eyes
closed, picturing the animal screwing a sweet young chick.
When Phil finished his lurid account of the girl's plight, Jainchill asked, "And how is
Baron?"
"Just fine, sir."
"He'd better be." There's a few thousand in that dog. Take good care of him."
"Yes, sir! Me and Abe take care of him just like he was our own."
"You couldn't afford an animal like Baron, you stupid clod. Just feed him like you were
instructed and make sure you keep him in shape with plenty of pussy."
He bit off the tip of an expensive cigar and spit it away. "Now about this fresh one
you're trying to sell me. I'll give you an address where I want you to take her."
As he gave the address, his mind started working again. Phil and Abe Cooper weren't
the kind of people he liked working with. They were too stupid and money-hungry.
Lowlifes. Underlings. And the last time they brought him a girl, she'd turned out to be
too seasoned. A hooker could take a dog-cock without flinching an eye! He wanted
fresh young meat, chicks who were horrified, scandalized, shocked and terrorized by his
brand of sex.
"I think it's time you and your brother came to one of the parties," he said. "When you
deliver the girl, be prepared to spend the weekend."
"Me and Abe!" Phil gasped. "You want us to come to one of your parties?"
"That's correct. You're invited."
"Well, jeez, Mr. Jainchill, I don't know. I mean, me and Abe, well, we don't travel in
them circles. You know what I mean? All those fancy ladies and gentlemen and-"
"You heard me, Cooper. You and your brother are invited. Be there."
Jainchill hung up the phone abruptly, closed the drawer and locked it. His long finger
touched a hidden button under his desk. Almost immediately a big, oak door opened
and a powerfully built man with a broken nose walked in.
The moment Tony Morrow saw his boss's cigar, he strode up to him and held out a
lighted gold lighter. Jainchill puffed on his cigar, then blew smoke.
"What did the mayor want?" he asked.
Tony stood almost at attention. "You're scheduled to attend an affair in honor of the
mothers of Vietnam dead. I gave the details to your secretary."
"Good. Add two more names to the weekend party. Phil and Abe Cooper."
Tony looked at his employer quizzically.
Jainchill nodded. "I want them where we can watch them. They have a package for me.
This time they deliver." "And if they don't?" Tony queried.
Jainchill's steely eyes bored into his. "Then they don't leave – ever."
"Yes, sir."
"Give them the red-carpet treatment," his boss said, blowing some more thick smoke.
"They're to have the best time of their lives – just in case they're on the level. If I like
what they bring with them, they're to have a marvelous weekend along with the regular
guests. If I don't like it... well, we'll see..."
He swiveled in his chair and gazed out the huge plate glass windows at the sprawling
city below. Jainchill Productions was the largest and tallest building in town. Warren
Jainchill was a motion-picture producer, among other things. While his picture
company made him millions, it also fronted for his personal hobby-special movies for
special people. At heart, Warren Jainchill was a cold businessman.
He turned back to his bodyguard. "The Coopers just might have what I'm looking for.
That new Hollywood deal is calling for several millions right now. My secretary has the
contracts. So another animal flick will grease the machine nicely at this time."
Tony nodded in agreement. "The camera crew is all set up. The house you rented is
ready for the party and the filmmaking."
"Fine, fine," Jainchill said. He heaved a sigh and put the unfinished cigar in a large
crystal ashtray. "I'm tired again, Tony. Leave me alone."
His bodyguard walked out as quickly as he had come in. Jainchill swiveled in his chair
and, using hidden buttons under his desk, transformed his office into a small theater.
The big drapes closed automatically. A motion-picture screen lowered from a concealed
place in the ceiling. The lights dimmed. All doors locked at once.
The old man's chair converted into a recliner. He rested back, and a film started rolling
silently. He watched a movie filmed in a jungle. A beautiful brunette woman, halfnaked, 
was thrown into a huge pit with three giant gorillas. She fell screaming and
trying to escape. The hulking animals seized her, mauled her, and fucked her. Her
clothes were torn into shreds and she was horribly raped by the wild beasts. By the end
of the movie, her body was torn to pieces and even then the gorilla s were still shooting
their come all over her.
Only Warren Jainchill knew that the movie was not acted out, that the woman had
been real, that the apes had been real, and that she was really slaughtered by those
ravaging animals. He came in his pants as he watched the naked woman getting fucked
brutally by the beasts.
The movie rejuvenated the old man and he sat up feeling better. A flick of his wrist
transformed the room back into an innocent looking business office, well-furnished and
luxurious. Around the wood-paneled walls hung various paintings of huge, beautiful
animals – a lion, a tiger, an ape, a panther, and various others.
He summoned Tony Morrow and when the huge man appeared, he said, "Let's go for a
ride and pick up something."
"Yes, sir," Tony replied to that; "The Mercedes or the Rolls?"
"The Rolls," the old man replied with a grin.
"We could use an added attraction at the party," Tony said, then left the room.
Jainchill buzzed his secretary and delegated authority to three of his younger executives.
Then the day was his to do with as he wished. He had something definite in mind.
He took his private elevator down into the basement garage where he was met by Tony
who escorted him to the silver Rolls-Royce. When the old man was seated comfortably
in the rear with his Doberman, Tony got behind the wheel.
It was a bright, sunny afternoon when they cruised the streets. Jainchill gazed at the
lightly dressed females and made comments.
"Now look at that one with the poodle," he said, eyeing a tall, willowy blonde. "I'll bet
she gets off plenty with that cute little pooch."
A few moments later he spotted a good looking chick sitting on a bus bench. "Look at
that short skirt. Mmmm, I'd like to see her writhing under a German shepherd. Or
maybe even Castor here."
As the mention of his name, the Doberman's ears pricked up and he looked steadily at
his master. Jainchill chuckled and stroked the dog's sleek neck.
"Don't worry, Castor," he murmured soothingly. "I'm going to find you a good one."
Jainchill was a choosey man. He could afford to be. And when it came to his special
pets, trained to ravish human females, he wanted the best for them. He was looking for
a real beauty this time, something young and sweet.
"Sir," Tony said, and jerked his head.
Jainchill gazed out the window as Tony pulled to the curb. They both watched a
gorgeous blonde window-shopping. Jainchill saw the starry look in her eyes and he
liked that. She was about twenty-two, and she had that I-wish-it-were-me look in her
eyes as she admired the beautiful clothes in the windows.
Probably a working girl, Jainchill thought. She couldn't buy one of those dresses if she
saved up for weeks. Nice tits. Cute ass. Curvy legs. Like to see her stark naked.
The girl turned then and she spotted the luxurious car. Her eyes immediately lit up and
when she saw a white-haired old man looking at her, she smiled sweetly at him.
Jainchill rolled the window down and called to her. She approached the car, frowning.
"Did you speak to me?" she cooed.
"Yes," Jainchill said with a sly grin. "I'm new in town and I was wondering if you
would be kind enough to accompany me on a little shopping spree. I'd like you to
model some clothes for me that I want to purchase for my daughter. You can keep all
that you model."
The blonde threw her head back and laughed throatily. Her eyes sparkled. "I've heard a
lot of lines in my time, but that one takes the cake."
Jainchill just gazed into her eyes with sincerity. "Well?" he prompted.
He could see the dollar signs in her eyes then and he knew he had her. She looked
from him to the man driving and was impressed that the old guy had his own
chauffeur.
It was the chauffeur that gave her pause to reflect. He was a mean-looking man with a
rather disturbing erotic look in his masculine eyes. But, the girl reasoned, he was just a
working stiff, like herself.
She returned her attention to the old man and smiled at him. Just an eccentric, she
thought, out with his dog. And loaded!
She knew she was a sleek-looking chick. Why shouldn't a wealthy man buy her a few
things? She also knew she was a sexy thing. Why wouldn't the old guy want to have
her around him?
Jainchill could almost read her mind and he liked what he was reading. He pushed the
rear door open for her, and she slid in beside him. Jainchill chuckled when she closed
the door. A secret button made it impossible to open any of the car doors.
When the car was moving, Jainchill smiled at the girl. "Take your clothes off."
"What!" she gasped. "How dare you talk like that to me? Stop this car and let me out
immediately!"
She clutched at the door handle and gasped when she discovered that it wouldn't open.
She whirled on Jainchill and grew hysterical to see the look of strange lust in his eyes.
"Stop the car!" she screamed. "I want to get out of here! How dare you! Stop this car or
I'll call the police!"
Jainchill smiled at Tony's face in the rearview mirror. "I think the young lady is upset,"
he chuckled.
"The sound effects are delicious," Tony replied.
The blonde's eyes went wide with sudden horror. "Perverts!" she gasped.
Jainchill laughed uproariously. He pressed a button and the back seat converted into a
luxurious bed.
"Get undressed and lay down," he said calmly – so calmly that the girl shuddered. She
had a sudden feeling that she had no control at all in this situation. She couldn't open
the door. She couldn't stop the car.
Jainchill saw the change of look in her fiery eyes. Her decision was clear. She was
thinking of attacking him, perhaps scratching his eyes out or grabbing his nuts. He
chortled.
"Castor," he said, snapping his fingers.
The Doberman snarled and his head darted forward. In a flash, his teeth sank into one
of the blonde's firm, jutting tits, just deep enough to show that he meant business.
"Don't move, miss," Jainchill said. "That is, unless you want your tit torn from your
body."
"Oh, my God," she gasped. "Oh, my God."
The reality of the situation frightened her to death. She even tried to stop her tits from
heaving as she panted for breath, for fear that the vicious animal would misinterpret
and chew right into her flesh.
"Won't you settle down, now?" Jainchill laughed.
Tears welled in her eyes and shivers ran through her trembling body, but she stretched
out on the bed for the man.
"Much better," Jainchill grinned. "I knew you were a smart young lady. One of those
liberated chicks, aren't you? Intelligent. Self sufficient. A survivor. Good, good. I like a
girl with moxie. So does Castor."
She got the picture immediately and it horrified her. "No, please!" she gasped. "You
can't mean..."
Jainchill ignored her. He ran his bony hands up under her short dress. The girl gasped
as he stripped her little panties down and peeled them from her long, lovely legs. She
gasped again when he flipped her dress up onto her flat belly and stared hotly at her
furry young cunt.
"Spread your legs," he said.
Now the blonde had no intentions of arguing. Crying and sobbing, fearful and
horrified, she let her pretty legs fall wide open for his eyes and lust. Jainchill gazed at
her cunt for the longest time.
"Castor," he muttered, and the big dog leaped to the floor between the girl's trembling
legs.
"No, please," she begged. "Don't let him do that to me."
Jainchill chuckled and the chauffeur ogled the scene in the special mirror above his
head. The blonde whimpered and sniffled as tears streamed from her eyes. She could
plainly see that these were depraved, vicious men.
Even through her horror, she saw that the old man was in complete control. Just a turn
of his hand started the Doberman licking her twat. She gasped and swallowed nervously
as the dog's long, red tongue turned her cunt on. She didn't want to writhe under that
tongue but she couldn't keep her ass still after a while. Unwanted thrills of sexual
pleasure started shooting through her pussy.
"No, no, nooooo!" she cried, weeping bitterly as her come built up in her tense belly.
Through glazed eyes she saw the old man turn his hand this way and that, and each
time he did so, the dog's mouth did something different to her cunt.
The old man's fingers snapped and the Doberman's teeth started nibbling her stiff little
clit. The blonde gasped as sharp thrills of sexy pleasure rippled through her cunt. She
hated herself now more than she hated the man who had begun this horror. Her body
was responding to the doggie-tongue!
Her nipples stood up in her dress and tingled the way they did when her boyfriend
sucked them. Her pussy writhed and her clit felt like it would burst. Her ass wiggled
nervously and her twat churned faster as her breaths came in gasps.
"Ohhhh!" she shrieked, coming like crazy as the dog-tongue licked into her fuck-hole
and lashed her quivery cut. Smooth, silky come juices washed through her pussy and
leaked out of her cunt-mouth. The Doberman lapped it up rapidly, his flicking tongue
driving her ever wilder.
Her humiliation was more intense than her pleasure. She saw the chauffeur ogling her
in the mirror and the look of pure lust in his eyes gave her the shivers. The old man
was panting hotly beside her, his eyes riveted to his dog's tongue laving her pussy.
"Ohhh, noooo!" she sobbed pitifully, then came wetly.
She was still shuddering with orgasm when the old man spoke.
"Get up on your hands and knees," he said calmly and coldly.
"No!" she screamed.
"Come, come," Jainchill chided. "You're a liberated chick. You know what life is all
about. You've certainly seen a fuck film or two. You know how juicy it is for a guy to
watch you get fucked by a sleek animal. Come on, now, be sensible. Up on all fours."
"Never!" the blonde shrieked, horrified by the mere thought of getting screwed by the
Doberman.
Jainchill gave her a look that chilled her blood. "You're a very beautiful young lady," he
said evenly. His eyes ran up and down her luscious body. "You prize your tits and cunt,
I'm sure. Now, you wouldn't want Castor to sink his teeth into your precious little
pussy, would you?"
Her mouth fell open and she gasped loudly as she realized that a simple turn of his
hand could make that animal vicious enough to tear her cunt out. She swallowed
nervously and rolled onto her belly.
She got up on all fours and sobbed with her face buried against her crossed arms in
front of her. Her luscious young ass was poked up in the air deliciously. Between her
thighs, her sweet pussy looked scrumptious, like a smooth, white sandwich.
"Spread your knees apart," Jainchill said.
She sniffled, but obeyed silently.
Jainchill then said something she couldn't hear over her own sobs, but the Doberman
mounted her right then and there.
Jainchill reached over and helped his pet find her fuck-hole with his prick. The blonde
wept bitterly as the big dog-cock started fucking hornily in and out of her tight, wet
pussy.
The reality of it all was too much for the girl's mind. It was broad daylight, in the
middle of town, and here she was on all fours in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce getting
hornily fucked by a slobbering, cunt-hungry animal!
Her mind boggled at the thought, at the truth, and the only way she could shut it all
out was to lose herself in the cummy pleasure of her orgasm as the stiff doggie-prick
drilled her cunt relentlessly.
"What do you think?" Jainchill asked Tony.
"Good action," his chauffeur replied.
"I agree. Let's get her to the party, too.


Chapter 3

Phil and Abe Cooper liked the mansion-like house when they arrived with their pretty
prisoner, Debbie Baker. They had given her a little something in her coffee, so she was
docile in their hands as they led her up the steps and into the brightly lit home.
Doormen directed them to a downstairs rumpus room which had been converted
expertly into a stage and set. Abe was horny. It was almost twenty-four hours since he
had fucked Debbie, and he wanted to stick his prick up her twat. As he and his brother
guided her down the carpeted stairs, Abe kept eyeing her nifty tits and curvy ass.
His cock stiffened in his pants and all he could think of was watching Debbie get
screwed by a dog. Since he and Phil hooked up with Mr. Jainchill's hirelings, sex took
on a new dimension. There were some juicy kicks to be had watching a chick fucking
an animal. To Abe, it was the most exciting way to get a big, thick boner for the girl,
whoever she was.
Men in tight trunks and girls in skimpy bikinis were the stage hands and set designers.
Abe and Phil looked around and were impressed by the fancy set-up. Huge cameras
swung on beams from the ceiling, with men seated on dollies. The cameras w ere all
pointed at a staged zoo scene, dirt floor and cages with doors ajar. There had to be ten
or twelve big dogs roaming around. Every breed Abe could think of was represented.
Debbie looked through her hazy eyes and saw the dogs before she saw the scantily clad
men and women.
"No, noo," she whimpered, going lax between Phil and Abe.
Abe pressed up against her side and ran his hand over her curvy little ass. "Easy, baby,"
he whispered into her ear. "You'll like every fucking minute of it. If you think Baron
fucked you nice, wait till you feel some of these dog-cocks!"
Debbie thought she'd pass out right there, but her captors kept her up on her feet.
They ushered her to the far end of the room when a voice boomed that they should get
her onto the set. The evening was about to begin.
The next thing Debbie knew, she was being stripped of all her clothes. She tried to
struggle against the indignity, but her efforts were useless. She was helpless.
A voice over a loudspeaker said, "Gentlemen. Take her to the left of center. See that
velvet-covered bench? Shackle her to that. No, no, you damned fools, not like that!
Never mind. Leave her there and go find some seats. Sharon! Diana!"
Debbie found herself in the soft hands of two lovely females, almost naked in their
skimpy outfits.
"Who-who are you?" she stammered as the women forced her down onto her knees.
"I'm Sharon," the redhead purred, eyeing Debbie's jutting young tits.
"And I'm Diana," the brunette cooed. "And you're delicious."
Debbie focused her eyes and saw lust in the eyes of the two females. "Oh, my God!"
she gasped.
Sharon and Diana giggled and pressed Debbie down onto the soft bench. They shackled
her wrist to the sides of the apparatus. The end of the bench pressed hard against
Debbie's pubic hair. She was bent over the bench, her cute ass uplifted for public view.
"Maybe Mr. J. will let us have some of this one after the show," Diana said sweetly,
licking her lips.
"I don't think so," Sharon said. "She's too sexy. The men will want to fuck her silly."
Debbie started to cry, hearing this exchange. She pressed her cheek to the soft cushion
and tried to see, through her tears, the audience. She could vaguely make out that there
were people arriving, sitting down out there waiting for something to happen.
"Lights!" a male voice boomed through a loudspeaker. "Camera! Action!"
Debbie saw a short man step into the lights. He raised a small silver whistle to his lips
and blew into it. Debbie didn't hear a sound, but suddenly, incredibly, she was
surrounded by a pack of snarling, growling hounds with burning eyes and slobbering
mouths.
"No! Noooo!" she screamed.
Huge dog-tongues started licking her body all over. Wet hunks of meat sloshed into her
pretty face. Even when she twisted away, there were still more tongues to wash her eyes
and nose and mouth.
Dog-tongues lashed her sides, making her wiggle and writhe. Tongues licked the soles
of her feet, driving her crazy. Tongues darted around her smooth, curvy ass, and they
made her jerk and writhe, and that made her cunt rub hard against the end of the
bench.
As she wiggled to escape the torturing tongues, she found a protuberance, a knobby
projection of highly polished wood, about five inches in length and almost two inches
thick. It was there for a purpose. Any girl strapped to the bench who wriggled tb escape
the doggie tongues eventually had to find it. And Debbie naturally discovered its use.
Debbie twisted her hips and ass to get away from the hot tongues licking against her
thighs and ass. The wood protuberance got between her legs, right up against her
pussy. As she writhed, her stiff little clit rubbed against the thing, and that only added
to her torture.
Abe wouldn't have taken his eyes off that delicious sight for the world, but he smelled
expensive perfume and caught a glimpse of mink. He turned his head and looked.
"Jesus!" he gasped, nudging his brother. "Look!"
Phil peered across the dimly lit room at the newcomer and his eyes went wide, too. He
also felt fear grip his guts.
"Keep your eyes on the stage!" he said under his breath.
"But, Phil, that's..."
"You don't know who it is!" his brother hissed.
"Sure, I do. I saw her picture in the paper just the other day. She's..."
"Goddamn it! I said you don't know who she is! You don't know anybody in this place!
Understand?"
His brother's anxiety rubbed off on Abe and he quickly looked away from the finelooking 
lady. "I get it," he said in a low tone.
The lady sat in one of the special recliner chairs provided for the clientele and, like
most of the female viewers of the erotic drama, she let her legs fall open to each side of
the chair. Her muff looked like mink, too, snuggled tightly in her crotch.
Warren Jainchill and his right hand man, Tony, appeared at her side. She peered up at
them and smiled her approval at Jainchill.
"Very fine piece," she commented, glancing at the teenaged girl getting licked by so
many dogs.
That pleased Jainchill. After all, the lady was paying one thousand dollars for this fresh,
live performance. He nodded his head at Tony, who promptly crossed the room to Abe
and Phil.
He leaned over and tucked five hundred dollars into the pocket of Phil's jacket.
"Mr. J. sends his compliments," he said, then walked away.
"Cripes," Abe said, trying to suppress his glee. "Five bills! We made it, Phil!"
"Quiet," Phil grumbled. "I wanna watch this."
He wasn't alone. Fifteen regular customers focused their eyes on the raunchy scene as
sensuous music filled the room. The audience ogled and the cameras rolled as the
Jainchill entertainment progressed.
Luscious females appeared on stage with Debbie. They strode up and down in their
little bikinis, looking erotic and willing, wiggling their asses and exhibiting their proud,
pointed tits.
Their part in the sexy drama became clear when they all got down on their knees and
giggled happily as huge dogs removed their bikinis with their sharp teeth.
The dogs were well-trained and quite expert at nibbling just lightly enough to grab a
string or a triangle of cloth, then tearing the garment from the excited girl. Beautiful tits
and gorgeous asses appeared all over the stage. A pack of hounds lapped and licked
Debbie's tortured, agonized young body, turning her on against her will.
The short man with the whistle blew on it twice, and Abe's eyes bugged out as a trained
St-Bernard loped across the stage. With his tongue hanging from his mouth, he
mounted Debbie's squirming body. Abe stared hotly at the animal's huge, hairy cock
and he caught his breath as he watched that monstrous cock ram up into Debbie's cunt.
"No! Ohhh, no!" Debbie screamed – and the audience laughed and applauded.
She screamed again as the huge dog prick in her little twat grew larger, thicker and
longer. Then she shuddered as if she had been bludgeoned.
Every pair of eyes in the large room was riveted on the hot action as the giant dog
fucked the whimpering, sobbing young girl. Cocks stiffened everywhere and pussies got
juicy.
"All those dogs," Abe muttered. "They all gonna fuck her?"
"I don't think so," his brother said slowly and softly. He was looking, not at the stage,
but across the room.
Abe followed his eyes and saw the lady with the mink hiking up her dress and pointing
out the dog she wanted. Abe and Phil looked around in amazement to see that every
lady in the place was ordering an animal. The room was soon filled with moaning,
humping females, fucking their hot asses off with brutish dogs.
"Christ," Phil breathed, "look at that!"
Abe peered over his shoulder and saw a naked man with diamonds on his fingers and a
big gold watch on his wrist. He was on his knees, stuffing his big wet prick into the
pussy of a female dog!
"Jesus, that turns me on!" Abe gasped.
Suddenly a lithe and lovely female appeared at his elbow and leaned over to whisper,
"Which one would you like, sir?"
She was obviously trained to please the customers. Abe was taken by surprise at first,
but then he realized that she didn't know who he was and what he was doing there.
The girl looked right at his big bulge in his pants and smiled. "We have some perfectly
lovely little poodles," she cooed. "If you've never had your gorgeous cock in a sweet
poodle, you're missing something. Why don't you leave it to me and I'll get you one of
my favorites."
Abe's mouth flapped soundlessly as the beautiful hostess wiggled away, her cute ass
writhing in a triangle of glossy blue cloth.
She was back in a flash, cuddling a cute French poodle. She held the little bitch in Abe's
lap. "This is Fifi. Isn't she darling? Just tickle her cunt with your pinky, sir, and see for
yourself just how horny she is."
Abe couldn't resist, especially when the girl took his hand in hers and helped him
fingerfuck the dog with his little finger. The poodle whined erotically and wiggled her
tight little cunt-hole, humping his finger. As Abe fingerfucked the little bitch, the
hostess unzipped his pants and gingerly freed his raging prick. She pumped it slowly
and cooed, "Ummmm, you have a nice one. Fifi would love to have that stuck up her
pussy. Here, let me help you. Hold her with your hands about here. That's it. Now hold
onto her. She gets quite wild when she's fucked. Now let's get your cock into her."
With care and finesse, the girl guided Abe's powerfully throbbing dick into the poodle's
cunt.
"Pull back on her, sir," the girl instructed. "Don't worry about hurting her. She can be
replaced. Your pleasure is more important than her comfort. We go through about fifty
poodles a week. Feel free to fuck her as viciously as you wish."
To Abe's complete shock, he wanted to fuck the dog viciously. The poodle's tiny cunthole 
clenched his thick cock like a tight little fist.
"Oh, Christ!" Abe gasped. "Jesus! Holy shit! That feels good! Phil, Phil – Jesus, that's
good!"
Phil stared hotly at the amazing sight of his brother thrusting his big prick into a
whining poodle's pussy. It was unbelievable, incredible and arousing.
"And you, sir?" the girl asked Phil. Phil tore his eyes from his brother's raging prick
drilling into the poodle-cunt. He swallowed hard and said, "I-I'd like some of you."
The girl immediately went to his chair. She knelt in front of him and placed her hands
onto his lap where they slowly fondled his aching hard-on.
"What would you like?" she purred, unzipping his pants.
His wet cock sprang out of his pants and leaked clear liquid. "Suck me off," he rasped
hotly.
"Ummm, my pleasure, sir," the girl cooed, and she took his throbbing cock into her
mouth and blew him like he'd never been blown in his life.
She licked his cockhead and ran her tongue all the way down his cockshaft to his nuts
and sucked on them for a while. Then she drew her sexy mouth back up to his bulging
cockhead and took it inside her mouth and lashed it with her saucy tongue, teasing his
balls with her sharp fingernails.
A moment later, her pretty head bobbed relentlessly up and down on his prick until her
ripe red lips reached his nuts. With his whole cock stuffed into her mouth, he moaned
hotly and fucked her gulping throat. She sucked the cum right up out of his aching
balls and swallowed every thick wad of it.
As she sucked him off in this pleasing manner, Phil's hungry eyes roamed the room. He
watched Debbie getting screwed by that tireless, thrusting St-Bernard. He saw the mink
lady fucking her cunt hornily against a lapping, licking dog's mouth. He saw women on
all fours all around the room, fucking wildly for dogs of every conceivable shape and
size. Men everywhere were screwing bitches and girls. The room was filled with soft,
erotic music and loud groans and moans. Phil shot a mighty load into the sucking girl's
horny mouth.
At the same time, Abe groaned as if he were in pain. He arched his back and thrust his
huge cock upward as he yanked the jerking poodle downward. The animal's soaked
little cunt slit down the length of his raging fuck-pole and yelped in pain as Abe hornily
fucked her.
He gripped the small dog tightly by the hips and rammed his stony prick up into her
pussy, hurting her and not giving a damn. He chuckled lewdly and obscenely, and with
lusty force and power, fucked his spitting dick into the helpless doggie-cunt.
He pulled hard and wedged every solid inch of his prick in the poodle's twat. Holding
it buried in the writhing doggie-belly, he got his rocks off. Never had he felt so fucking
raunchy. His cock blasted and jerked and spit savagely into the defenseless animal. And
the poodle whined loudly as it got screwed. Her tight little pussy creamed cunt-juice
and blood as Abe cruelly and brutally fucked her.
Debbie Baker could not see what was going on beyond the lighted area of the stage, but
she could hear the horrifying moans and groans and screams of ecstasy. To her
innocent ears, it sounded like hell on earth. She thought men and women were being
tortured out there, perhaps tortured worse than herself.
Her ears burned to hear women shrieking, "Fuck me!" and men groaning, "Hot cunt!"
With loud animal and human sounds pounding her ears, and a huge dog-cock
pounding her pussy, she truly felt she was in hell.
She was thoroughly mortified by what was happening to her. She struggled against the
cuffs pinning her wrists to the bench. Her ass writhed helplessly under the forceful
impact of the giant, heavy St-Bernard. And her pussy squirmed as the dog's massive
boner screwed and fucked and banged and pounded away tirelessly.
She came and came, whimpering and shuddering, wishing she could turn off her
flooding cunt. But she was powerless over her own pussy now. The big, panting,
drooling animal owned her cunt. His thick cock dominated it and made it respond
wetly every time it drilled up into her heaving belly. Her tits ached against the soft
cushion.
Her pretty head rocked to and fro as she sobbed and wept bitterly.
"Oh, God," she whimpered tearfully as the St-Bernard rammed his dick into her
brutally. "Never again... I swear! Dear God, help me! I'm going to be fucked to death! I
just know it! These crazed men will never let me go! Ohhhh, help me, help me! My
pussy's creaming again! Ohhhh, I don't wanna come any more!"
Her body shivered and trembled as the drooling dog fucked the lights out of her pussy
and she came wetly again and again. Her helpless cunt clenched the sliding, drilling
dogcock and humped on it fiercely as she shivered with intense orgasm.
She whimpered as pleasure took over her body. In the next moment, nothing mattered
but getting off. She choked and gasped and fucked her pussy back against the fantastic
dick pumping loads of thick jism into her squirming belly.
"God help me!" she rasped, coming violently again.


Chapter 4

Debbie came to in a softly lighted pink bedroom. The last thing she remembered was
getting brutally raped by the St-Bernard, then she lost consciousness in a sea of cummy
pleasure.
She awoke crying, for her dreams had picked up where her horror had left off on the
stage. She was stark naked on the plush bed.
A sobbing sound startled her and she jerked around. There was another bed in the
room and on it, as naked as herself, was a beautiful girl.
"Wh-who are you?" Debbie stammered.
The girl bolted up. "Oh! You're awake! Thank God!"
She rushed to Debbie and gathered her into her arms as if she were a long lost sister.
Without thought, the two females clung to one another and cried together, two
frightened chicks consoling each other. When they were able to speak, the older girl
held Debbie at arm's length and said, "My name's Sharon."
"D-Debbie..."
Sharon's eyes watered. "You're just a kid. How did you get mixed up with these
people?"
Debbie's lower lip quivered. A tear streamed down one cheek. "Hold me again," she
sobbed.
Sharon's heart went out to the girl. She rolled and laid down with Debbie and held her
close.
"There, there," she chanted soothingly. She stroked Debbie's hair and murmured, "I
think you should talk about it."
Debbie not only talked about it; she poured her heart out to the sympathetic blonde.
Whimpering and sniffling, she told Sharon how she had been hitchhiking and how two
men in a truck picked her up. She tearfully retold the story of how they made their big
dog fuck her and how they then used her like a slut.
In turn, Sharon related her sad story. "I've been in here for hours," she said. "I was so
scared when the men brought you in and dropped you on the bed. I thought you were
dead."
"Oh, God," Debbie sobbed, shivering. "I wish I was."
"Don't say that!" Sharon gasped.
Debbie quivered against Sharon's full, ripe tits. "I'm sorry. I feel so miserable. If you
only knew what they did to me."
"Tell me," Sharon said breathlessly. "Then I'll know what they're going to do to me."
Debbie blinked dumbly. "Y-you haven't been on the stage yet?" she rasped.
"What stage?"
"Oh, Sharon, I'm afraid for you!" Debbie gasped. "There's a big stage and they
handcuffed me to a special bench on my belly. There are lights and cameras and a
thousand dogs! They-they – Oh, I can't talk about it!"
"Okay, okay," Sharon soothed, caressing Debbie's soft white shoulders. "Never mind. I
can guess after that Doberman! But you're so young. How can they do this to such a
young girl?"
"They're evil!" Debbie cried. "There are a bunch of people around the stage. I couldn't
see them, but I heard them. Oh, Sharon, there are women out there who want dogs to
screw them! And men doing it to female dogs! They all got hot watching me get laid by
a St. Bernard, and-"
"A St-Bernard!" Sharon gasped. "You were fucked by a St-Bernard?"
"Yes!" Debbie cried.
Sharon's eyes fell to the girl's furry little cunt. "You poor kid," she said softly. Her eyes
flashed. "We must be in the hands of some kind of perverts. Cameras, you said. They
must have been filming you and the dog. Those filthy bastards!"
Debbie quivered and new tears welled in her eyes. "Please," she whispered, "I don't
want to talk about it. I'm just glad you're here with me. I felt so alone out there."
Sharon managed a soft smile. Her tender hands moved on Debbie's silky white flesh
along her sides.
Debbie felt something stir within her and she moved her tit so it came into contact with
Sharon's gentle hand. Sharon smiled with compassion and understanding. Her slender
fingers stroked the young girl's quivering tits.
Debbie moaned softly as Sharon's hands soothed her tits. She needed some kind of
loving, but she hadn't expected this.
"Sharon," she sighed. "I know this is wrong, but don't stop. I've been so afraid."
"I understand," Sharon whispered.
Debbie wanted a female to make gentle love with her. She needed it to blot out the
horror of those vicious animals. She had been abused by dogs and men. Sharon was a
welcomed relief.
Sharon sensed the girl's needs. Debbie needed tender loving and gentle caresses, and
Sharon wanted to be that kind of a friend.
She leaned forward and kissed Debbie's mouth. When Debbie moaned, Sharon slipped
her tongue between the girl's lips. She licked Debbie's little tongue gently inside her
mouth.
Debbie whimpered and sighed as Sharon kissed her tenderly and sweetly. The young
girl's responses encouraged Sharon and she planted little kisses along Debbie's pulsing
throat, then moved her mouth slowly to the girl's small, tight tits.
Debbie felt Sharon's lips on her tits and she surrendered to the pleasure. Her young
body went lax and her eyes fluttered closed.
"Ohhhh, don't stop," Debbie whimpered helplessly. "Please. I need it."
"It's all right," Sharon purred, licking at a pink nipple. "Just leave it to me. I'll help
you."
Sharon's warm mouth brushed over Debbie's heaving tits, kissing her spiking nipples
and sucking on them gently.
Debbie had cute, delightful nipples and Sharon enjoyed licking and sucking them. She
breathed deeply and pulled the darling nipples up and down in her mouth, arousing
them. Debbie liked it as much as Sharon did.
"Sharon," Debbie breathed. "Kiss me again."
Their mouths met hot and moist this time. Debbie embraced her new friend and
rubbed her tits against Sharon's bigger ones.
Their breathing grew hot and rapid and their tits rubbed faster, creating sexual
excitement in them. Debbie whimpered softly and her hips turned. Her furry cunt
rubbed against Sharon's sleek thigh. Sharon caught Debbie's thigh between hers and
humped slowly as they rubbed their tits together.
Both girls made soft, sexy sounds and their rising passions made their bodies separate
and spread open. Sharon's hand slipped between Debbie's parted legs, gently cupping
her cunt.
Debbie moaned as Sharon's gentle fingers danced up and down her pussy-lips. She
quivered and opened her legs wider, letting Sharon know that this kind of lovemaking
was nice.
Sharon moaned as she fondled Debbie's cute snatch. The teenager was willing and that
excited Sharon. She rubbed her fingers over Debbie's erecting little clit. Then one finger
found her open, wet cunt-mouth and eased into it.
"Ohhhhh," Debbie moaned, twisting her head down to Sharon's heaving tits. She
closed her eyes and sucked on them as the blonde stroked and fingered her pussy.
Sharon's slender finger slid up into Debbie's tight little fuck-hole and the sheer thrill of
it made Debbie devour Sharon's luscious tits. Debbie kissed them and licked them and
sucked them as her cunt got warmer.
She felt Sharon's hand leave her pussy and heard the older girl's breathing. She knew
what Sharon was going to do, and she wanted it to happen.
To make it happen, she embraced Sharon and urged her to get on top.
Sharon's mouth pressed against Debbie's hot little ear. "I just want to help you, to
soothe you... but I'm so hot... you're so pretty..."
"Do it," Debbie rasped, inching her body closer to Sharon's.
Sharon gasped breathlessly and stretched out on top of the girl. She wedged her lithe
hips between Debbie's thighs and pressed her cunt against the girl's.
Cunt-to-cunt, the two began to rub together, slowly at first. They got hotter and hotter
at their twats kissed and rubbed and mashed.
Then, mouth-to-mouth as well as cunt-to-cunt, Debbie and Sharon humped wildly,
increasing their desire and yearning for love.
Their stiff cuts mashed together and they both quivered with excitement. Their writhing
bodies moved faster and they moaned together. Their mouths wrenched apart and they
panted for breath as they turned on.
Sharon screwed her twat into Debbie's and the panting teenager humped back with
increasing speed. They started to perspire and whimper and fuck with a frenzy.
They clung tightly to each other, getting all they could glean out of the lesbian pastime.
They licked each other's tongue, moaning hotly as their pleasure increased. They fucked
and screwed their pussies together, both reaching for the greatest of female pleasures.
Their soft, sexy mouths made wet, sucking sounds as their tongues licked lewdly. Their
tense tits rubbed as furiously as their cunts as they reeled on the edge of orgasm.
"Sharon!" Debbie gasped, beginning to come.
Sharon moaned with anticipation as her own body filled with the thrilling sensations of
erotic bliss. Both girls could feel the heat in their frantic cunts.
"Debbie!" Sharon squealed.
They clutched each other as Sharon's luscious body began to vibrate violently. Her
pussy exploded in a flood of hot cuntjuice and her coming, twisting twat got Debbie off,
too.
Their beautiful, naked bodies humped up and down. They dug fingernails into one
another as their hot pussies creamed soothingly.
Their cunts mashed tightly together and they screwed as hard as they could.
"Oh! Sharon!" Debbie shrieked, grinding her ass on the bed. "It's coming so gooood!"
"Uh-uhh-uhhhhhhhhhh!" Sharon grunted homily, and she banged her coming cunt
against Debbie's.
They both came wetly, drenching each other, and their pussy-juices mingled and spread
along their twisting bellies and thighs.
They were fucking like that when the padded door swung open and two huge men
entered. A bald-headed man chortled as his dark eyes burned into Sharon's twisting ass.
"Guess she doesn't need priming for the show," he laughed.
Both girls screamed when they saw the men. The men just laughed and grabbed Sharon
by the arms and lifted her off of the gasping, panting Debbie.
Sharon screamed as she felt herself being propelled out the door.
The bald man stopped and looked at his partner. "Can you handle her?"
The other man looked back at the frightened little girl on the bed, and he chuckled.
"Sure. Go ahead," he said.
The bald man turned his leering face to Debbie and went back into the room with her.
He moved right up to the bed and shoved his pants down, exposing fat, hairy thighs,
huge nuts, and a monstrously large, wet cock. Debbie screamed.
The man chuckled and grabbed her just as she tried to roll away. He pinned her hands
above her head and rammed his horny prick up into her soaked little twat.
Sharon heard Debbie's pitiful screams as her captor pushed her ahead of him up the
stairs. He whacked her naked ass a few times to keep her moving, then he pushed his
big finger into her asshole and, laughing evilly, forced her to mount the stairs with his
finger buried in her ass.
Fear froze her heart and her tits heaved as she fought for breath. Visions of big, fucking
dogs filled her strained mind as she recalled Debbie's account of the events taking place
in this strange house.
"No, nooo," she whimpered. "Please – no-"
But she didn't have to worry about dogs. Warren Jainchill had brought her here for
quite a different purpose. In fact, Sharon's complete state of shock was caused not by
what Debbie had described, but by the total absence of the things the girl had talked
about.
Sharon saw no special bench, no naked females and handsome studs. There was a stage,
all right. That part was true. But Sharon was not handcuffed to any bench; she was
shoved roughly inside a huge cage and the door was locked behind her.
She grasped two bars and looked out, crying and whimpering, but all she could see was
the stage. Beyond the lighted area she could hear people, but she couldn't see them. She
knew then that they were all watching her, waiting for some kind of a show to begin.
She could sense their mounting excitement.
The audience was very pleased to see the lithe and lovely blonde caged this way. How
beautiful she looked, trying to see, standing there so wonderfully naked with her patch
of blonde cunt-hair moving as she shuddered and shivered with fear.
Sharon felt the whole cage rock, then she heard a scraping sound. She whirled, and the
audience got a delicious look at her firm, round ass.
Sharon let out a terrible scream. The bars at the other end of the cage had lifted high in
the air and before her tearful eyes stood a hulking mass of brown hair. Black, beady
eyes stared out at her. Massive hands beat against a chest and made a horrible
thumping sound that echoed throughout the room.
"A-a gorilla!" she gasped, then went white with fear when she saw his massive cock
looming large between his legs. It was the thickest, wildest, most ugly prick she had
ever seen!
Warren Jainchill was pleased with himself, for he had had the beast shipped here all the
way from its jungle home. And he had spent thousands getting the animal trained.
He turned to one of his socialite companions, in this case, a female lawyer. "Just wait
until you see this, Judy," he remarked, tipping his martini glass. "Now you'll see why
we charge so much for these shows. If you still want your money back after this, you're
welcome to it."
The tall, skinny woman focused her eyes on the action inside the cage and her heart
beat faster.
Sharon's screams delighted many of the onlookers and they applauded her
performance.
Judy whispered, "Is she willing for this?"
"Hell, no!" Jainchill laughed. "I brought her here myself. Picked her up on the street."
"But – that ape is going to fuck her!" Judy gasped.
"You bet your ass, he is! I hate to tell you how much it cost to train him!"
"But, won't he kill her?"
Jainchill squeezed her thigh; "Not any more. Confidentially, during his training, he
mauled fifteen women to death. The poor beast didn't know the difference between
fucking and killing. Just like an animal, you know. But he won't kill this one. He'll just
fuck the daylights out of her."
This calm conversation would not have been any consolation to Sharon. She saw death
before her face.
Little did she know how this gorilla had been trained. His sexual instinct had been
tampered with by experts. He no longer needed a rutting female gorilla to turn him on.
Now he turned on to any human female who screamed and ran and fought. Here was
Sharon, going bananas. And gorillas love bananas!
His cock grew before her startled eyes as she tried to dash about the cage to escape his
clumsy clutches. She ran screaming, with her pretty hair flying and her cute ass
wiggling. This only inflamed the gorilla more and his dick took on monstrous
proportions. The audience howled and laughed and yelled for more!
Sharon stumbled, twisting her ankle. She screamed. A huge paw grasped her waist and
pinned her to the floor of the cage.
Sharon shrieked helplessly as the other paw came down and mauled her heaving tits as
the big animal grunted and poked his enormous boner at her body.
The first thing she noticed was the nauseating smell of the beast. He reeked of urine,
shit and semen, all combined in a filthy odor that made her retch. But she couldn't
spare time to worry about his smell. The hulking monster was going to fuck her!
"God! God!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, and the audience roared with delight
as the hulking ape knocked her body around on the cage floor as if it were a toy doll.
Sharon's senses reeled and her head spun around when the gorilla's paw slammed her
face. Grunting and snorting, the ape forced himself between her flailing legs. The
audience cheered.
"No! No! Nooooo!" Sharon shrieked as he pushed his stiff dick at her small, white
body.
His bulging cockhead, dripping with sticky fluid, rammed her rib-cage, then her navel,
then it knocked into her pussy-hair, getting it matted with goo.
Sharon whimpered helplessly, struggling to no avail as his horny cock prodded her and
banged against her flesh in search of her twat.
She tried to lurch away from the animal, but his enormous boner dropped between her
thighs.
"No!" she screamed once more.
The gigantic gorilla-prick lunged and the wet end of it found the open mouth of her
cunt. Her pussy-lips stretched into a large O as the big dick entered her frail body.
Feeling a pussy around his throbbing cockhead, the gorilla instinctively pulled at the
girl and speared his thick cock up into her fuck-hole, stretching it out of proportion.
Sharon could not scream as she felt that giant prick invading her snatch. She could not
cry or whimper or even moan. Everything was taken out of her shuddering, jerking
body as the largest cock she'd ever felt shafted into her defenseless cunt.
By the time the gorilla-cock was buried up her pussy, she was unconscious. The
hulking, grunting beast fucked homily in and out of her suddenly lax cunt. Sharon's
unconsciousness helped a lot. The ape-dick drilled into her body relentlessly, filling her
pussy and belly like no other cock.
Sharon came to several times, each time to stare wide-eyed at a glowering animal
bending over her, each time to feel every solid inch of his enormous boner ramming
into her fuckhole. Just before she passed out for the last time, she felt like her cunt was
fucking a telephone pole. She came constantly, without let-up, gasping and panting as
the crazed animal fucked her silly.
The audience went wild.


Chapter 5

Debbie lost her head completely when two naked men delivered Sharon's body to the
prisoner room. The men dropped the unconscious woman on the bed and started to
walk out.
Debbie took one look and gasped. Sharon looked dead. Her nice, smooth tits were all
marked. Her belly was scratched in several places. Her thighs were bruised. And her
sweet blonde cunt was oozing all sorts of come, female and male. Debbie couldn't
believe how much thick, white jism was seeping out of the girl's bruised pussy.
"What have you done to her!" she screamed.
She attacked the men who were shocked for a minute. Then they laughed heartily as
the little girl clawed at them and cried and panted beautifully.
"You vicious animals!" she shrieked. "I'll kill you! Look at her! Look at me!"
"We are looking at you, honey," one man laughed, evading her fingernails. "How
would you like to suck my cock?"
Debbie stepped back and glared at him, her tits rising and falling with her labored
breathing.
"Go ahead!" she challenged. "You just go ahead and put your prick in my mouth! I'll
bite it off!"
The man moved toward her, and Debbie knew she would do exactly what she said. But
she wasn't ready for this kind of a man.
He grinned crookedly and brought his hand across her pretty face. Her head spun
around and she almost toppled over. Before she realized what was happening to her,
big, hairy hands slapped her left and right. Both men started hitting her then, knocking
her to the walls, then to the floor. They backhanded her several times.
Debbie saw stars and thought she'd pass out any minute. She wanted to. But she didn't.
She felt every whack, every slap, every sting of those powerful male hands. She
collapsed, whimpering.
"Still think you're gonna bite my prick, bitch?" the man growled.
"No-no-"
He filled one hand with her soft hair and twisted her head back. Her face lifted and her
lips parted in a gasp. The man shoved his erected cock at her mouth.
"Suck it!" he demanded.
Debbie wept bitterly as the huge prick slid wetly between her soft, sexy lips. She cried
hard as the man fucked her mouth and throat brutally. He took her pretty face between
his hands and screwed His horny cock violently in and out, with no regard for her
comfort or desires.
"Mmmm!" she protested on his thick dick as his cockhead rammed down her throat.
The man chuckled and pumped a fiery load of white jism into her sucking mouth. He
shivered and shook over her. Wads upon wads of cream filled her mouth and she had
to drink it down to keep from choking on it.
"There," the guy laughed, then yanked his soaked cock out of her panting mouth.
If Debbie thought the ordeal was over, she was mistaken. No sooner had the man
removed his spent prick from her mouth than the other guy stuffed his boner down her
throat. Debbie had to suck them both off and in moments her throat was gulping again,
swallowing mouthfuls of hot, burning jism. The man snorted lewdly, obscenely, as he
pumped all his come into her mouth.
When it was over, the first man slapped her to the floor. "There, bitch," he laughed,
and walked to the door with his partner. They laughed together at something as they
left the girls.
Debbie struggled into a sitting position and licked her lips, tasting the aftermath of the
two men's come. She sniffled and started to cry, then she remembered her friend
Sharon. What had they done to her?
The door opened again, scaring Debbie, and she stared in disbelief as a gorgeous
redhead came in with water and cloths. Debbie sat frozen on the floor as the scantily
clad chick cleaned up Sharon's body. She even sprayed Sharon's cunt with a sweet
perfume.
"How can you do that?" Debbie gasped, wide-eyed.
"Do what?" the redhead asked.
"Take care of her! You're part of this filthy scheme! Why are you taking care of her?
God only knows what you've done to her!"
"Simmer down, kitten," the woman laughed. "We always take good care of the
merchandise. You've been eating good haven't you?"
"That has nothing to do with it!" Debbie screamed, getting to her feet. "How can you
cooperate with these animals!"
"Don't knock it until you've tried it, honey," the redhead replied, powdering Sharon's
tits.
"Tried it! I've been raped by dogs! So has Sharon!"
"No, she hasn't," the woman said. "She got to fuck Kroll."
"Kroll? What's a Kroll?"
The redhead giggled, "Kroll is a name, stupid. It's the name of a gorilla. We were gonna
name him King Kong, but he ain't really that big. Sometimes, I wish he was, if you
know what I mean. He-"
Debbie sank to the floor unconscious. Just the idea of a real gorilla fucking Sharon's
pussy was enough to send her into a faint. The image of it was just too much for the
teenager.
She sank thankfully into the darkness of dreams. There she saw dinosaurs fucking
young girls. She witnessed a gangbang that only the dream world can produce, a vision
of herself getting fucked in every hole by every conceivable animal – giraffes, bison,
bulls, panthers, lions, tigers – on and on went the horrifying nightmare.
She awoke screaming, only to discover that the soft whispers from Sharon were what
brought her to. Sharon was still on the bed, gasping now and staring through heavily
lidded eyes.
"Debbie-Debbie-" the blonde rasped.
"Oh, Sharon!"
Debbie leaped to her feet and ran to her friend. She threw herself down on the bed with
her and embraced her, shedding tears of mixed joy and sorrow. Her tears dripped onto
Sharon's tits.
"I'm hurt," Sharon whimpered. "My-my belly hurts."
"Oh!" Debbie gasped, sitting up on the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry!"
She had been leaning on the girl's tummy. Now she felt mortified as she stared at
Sharon's smooth, white belly marked up with scratches. "Where does it hurt?" Debbie
asked senselessly.
"In here," Sharon whimpered. "Ohhh, Debbie, there were no dogs."
"I know, I know," Debbie soothed her. "Don't talk about it."
"I have to," Sharon panted. "I must."
And she told the whole sordid story to the wide-eyed teenager, who gasped and panted
all through it. By the end of Sharon's terrible tale, Debbie knew that even her
nightmare was child's play compared to actually getting fucked by a rutting gorilla!
"Ohh, you poor thing," Debbie whimpered, crying softly. "I'll take care of you, I'll take
care of you. Just rest there, Sharon. Let me take care of you."
Impelled by heartfelt compassion, Debbie buried her face between her friend's creamy
thighs and licked Sharon's sore cunt-slit.
"Oh!" Sharon gasped, and her body jerked. Debbie quickly raised her head, concerned.
"Am I hurting you?"
"No! No!" Sharon gasped, pulling the girl's face back to her bruised pussy. "It felt good!
Ohhh, Debbie, do it more!"
Sharon squealed when Debbie's tongue darted forward to lick into her juicy fuck-hole.
She writhed with instant pleasure and stretched her pretty legs wide. Debbie's saucy
little tongue darted in and out of Sharon's pussy-hole, then it wriggled up into her cunt.
"Ohhh, yessss!" Sharon shrieked, thrilling to the little tongue in her cunt. This was a far
cry from a huge, brutal gorilla-cock!
She shivered with delight and jerked her hips convulsively as her hands cupped her tits
and played with them. She needed this tender, loving care and she surrendered
completely to it, which pleased Debbie.
Debbie felt like a nurse, caring for her hurt friend, and her warm emotions helped her
to lick and suck Sharon's hot cunt with gusto.
Her tongue was like an electric probe as she drilled it all the way into Sharon's pussy.
Her tongue was fucking the cunt, and Sharon thrilled to it.
"Ohhh, Debbie," Sharon panted, humping her twat on the tickling, loving tongue. "I'm
so glad you're here. I couldn't take this all alone. What a friend you are. Ohhhh, I love
you!"
"I love you, too," Debbie murmured into her wet cunt.
She tasted the heated juice of Sharon's rich, sweet fluids. She snuggled her lips closer to
the squirmy pussy, then smacked and nibbled gently.
Sharon's senses reeled in a nice way. The exciting dips Debbie's tongue was taking
invaded her most intimate pussy-places and she loved it.
She jerked on the bed and arched her back with her thighs open and her soaked cunt
fully exposed to the young girl's wonderful tongue. She squealed in ecstasy as Debbie's
tongue lashed into her steamy pink depths. She shrieked as Debbie's tongue laved her
quivering little cut. She whimpered homily as Debbie's tongue slithered out of her hot
fuckhole and licked little exciting circles around her quivering, trembling cunt-mouth.
"Ohhh, Debbie-darling-" she panted.
Her slender fingers reached down and grasped the girl's face. She pulled Debbie's
mouth flat against her writhing cunt-hole and begged for more of her darting tongue.
When Debbie moaned and shafted her tongue up into her fuck-hole, Sharon tried to
wrap her rippling cunt-channel around her plunging tongue and hold it prisoner inside
her steamy twat. But her pussy was too wet for that. She had to suffer the tantalizing
thrills of Debbie's flashing, dashing tongue.
"Ohhh, how goooooood!" Sharon whimpered, and her pretty face flushed red with
ecstatic joy. Her cunt-mouth shivered and flooded with rush after rush of scalding
come. The hot, silky fluids washed through her fuckchute and drenched her pussy-lips.
Debbie moaned hotly and licked up the juice, drinking the heady come like an alcoholic
drinking booze.
Debbie whimpered, discovering that she loved eating Sharon's beautiful pussy. She
closed her eyes in rapture and lapped thirstily at her friend's twisting cunt, swallowing
the warm juices as if her life depended on it. Even in her throes of orgasmic bliss,
Sharon marveled at how hotly the young girl sucked her pussy.
Sharon's quivering lips parted. She gasped for air and moaned homily under the
constant torture of Debbie's delightful, amazing, thrilling little tongue. She was sure
that her sensitively quivering clit would burst with joy as Debbie licked and sucked it.
The stiff little cunt-prick stiffened more and quivered with excitement as Debbie lashed
it again and again, until Sharon let out a tortured scream of release. Her pussy flowed
wetly with a juicy orgasm that washed away her earlier hurt.
"Ohhhh, Debbie," Sharon panted, humping her coming cunt hornily. "What you've
done for me! Ohhhh, I feel so much better now. Ohhh, how I love you for this."
Sharon's kind words thrilled the younger girl and she thanked the blonde by licking
and sucking her pussy even harder and faster. That spun Sharon into another paroxysm
of pure pleasure.
Debbie finally lifted her pretty face from the blonde pussy and watched starry-eyed as
Sharon wriggled and writhed on the bed in her aftermath of pleasure.
"You're so pretty when you're coming," Debbie said softly, eyeing Sharon's lovely cunt.
Sharon's eyes fluttered open and she reached out for Debbie. The girl slithered into her
arms and they hugged each other and caressed one another's tits.
Debbie peered into her friend's eyes. "They're evil people, aren't they?"
"They're pigs," Sharon said, stroking one of Debbie's tits.
"What else are they going to do to us?" Debbie asked.
"I don't know. I just don't know. But we have each other. That's something, you know.
Can you imagine what it would be like to be a prisoner here all by yourself?"
"Oh, Sharon! Don't even say that. I'd die if I was here all alone! I need you!"
"And I need you," Sharon confessed. "You know, I thought I was liberated, and all that
sort of thing – until this happened. I was living alone and enjoying it. Now I think I
got too cocky about it. Look what can happen to a single girl! I couldn't have made it
through this without you, Debbie."
"Ohhh, Sharon, don't say that. You make me blush."
"I mean it. When you were eating my pussy, I forgot all about those men and their
horrible animals. There was only you and me. I couldn't believe how good it felt to
come on your sweet little tongue. Every inch of me was turned on."
Debbie sighed breathlessly to hear such lovely words. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled
sweetly at her friend. Her sigh and her smile turned Sharon on to her.
She gently eased Debbie down onto her back and stroked her tits. "Let me soothe you,
too," she murmured hotly.
Debbie quivered. "Sharon-"
"It's good that we're together here," Sharon whispered, licking her tongue over Debbie's
taut tits. "This sort of thing could turn a girl against all sex. That would be terrible, you
know. You're so pretty, Debbie, and so young. You should enjoy sex as much as you
can. Just relax now. Let me help you to forget those horrible men, just like you did for
me."
As she said this, she was down near Debbie's furry little pussy, and she gazed at it with
genuine longing.
"How cute your cunt is, Deb," she said in a friendly way. "Just looking at it makes me
forget the nightmares we've been through. I wish I had met you on the street or at a
party or something."
"Oh, I don't think..."
Sharon lifted her head and looked into Debbie's eyes. "What?" she probed. "What were
you going to say?"
Debbie giggled and pushed her pussy up at Sharon. "I was just going to say that I don't
think I'd be doing something like this under any other circumstances. You know what I
mean?"
"Yes, of course, I do," Sharon said, smiling. "Maybe I wouldn't either. I guess we
needed this kind of experience in order to find each other."
"Ohhh, Sharon," Debbie sighed then. "You make it all seem so good!"
"This part is good," Sharon muttered.
She dropped her mouth to Debbie's small, pink cunt and suddenly shafted her thick
tongue up into it. Debbie's body whipped on the bed and a loud shriek escaped her
throat. Sharon's mouth nibbled at Debbie's throbbing little clit so deliciously that
Debbie thrashed wildly on the bed.
Sharon opened her mouth and covered the girl's cunt-slit. Pressing hard, she sucked in
strongly, bit into Debbie's pussy, and shook her head back and forth like a dog with a
bone. The sensations drove Debbie up the wall. She squealed and shrieked and clutched
her tits and humped her hot ass hornily.
"Sharon! Sharon!" she cried, twisting violently on the bed. "Ohhh, that makes me
wanna fuck!"
Sharon burst into erotic laughter and she took her mouth from the girl's horny twat.
She smiled at Debbie and giggled. "I know some guys who would love to meet you!
You really get hot when somebody sucks your cunt."
"I-I wanna fuck," Debbie panted, feeling her fuck-urge going wild in her belly.
That turned Sharon on, too. She slithered her body up against Debbie's. Their mouths
met hotly and their tongues lashed wickedly as Sharon maneuvered her cunt to rub
against Debbie's.
Kissing the teenager hotly, Sharon reached down and grasped the girl's twisting ass.
She stroked Debbie's delightful ass-cheeks with long, gentle motions, sending shudders
of erotic joy through the girl's body. Tonguing Debbie's hot mouth, she slowly but
firmly parted the curved little globes and worked a fingertip up into her squirmy
asshole.
"Mmmphhh!" Debbie gasped into Sharon's wet mouth. Her whole body whipped and
jerked as the horny blonde fingerfucked her asshole and twisted her pussy against hers.
Sharon's soaked cunt crushed against Debbie's furry twat and twisted this way and that.
Pussy-lips and clits mashed and ground together as the younger girl got hotter and
hotter.
Sharon was grateful for what Debbie had done for her in her time of distress. Now she
wanted to pay her back in kind. With that thought in mind, she laved her tongue in
and out of the girl's sucking little mouth and rammed her slender finger up into her
asshole.
Debbie's gasps and moans only motivated Sharon further. She moaned into Debbie's
mouth and fucked her finger in and out of her rectum. It was a delicious feeling to have
her finger caught in that hot little trap.
Debbie's asshole puckered repeatedly, clenching tightly around Sharon's working finger.
And the more Sharon fucked her asshole with the finger, the harder Debbie fucked her
cunt against her friend's.
Debbie wrenched her mouth away from Sharon's and shrieked, "I'm coming!"
Sharon twisted and caught a spiking pink nipple in her mouth and sucked voraciously
on it as she made the teenager come and come.
"Sharon, Sharon, Ohhhhh, let's go sixty-nine!" Debbie cried frantically. "I wanna eat
you, too. Give me your pussy! Suck my cunt! Ohhh, I'm coming so much!"
They were twisting around on the bed, panting and gasping like two bitches in heat,
moving into their preferred positions, when they heard male voices.
Both girls froze in terror on the bed and their eyes stared widely as the door opened.
Two huge, hairy men came in, grinning and chuckling.
Debbie and Sharon clung to one another.


Chapter 6

Debbie and Sharon were strapped into comfortable chairs, their ankles and wrists cuffed
to the arms and legs. They were positioned at opposite ends of the brightly lit stage.
They had not been brought here to talk or to comfort one another. They had been
brought to learn some lessons about animal-fucking.
It was the audience's treat to view two such lovely naked girls as their faces registered
shock after shock. It was fun to watch Debbie's tits rise and fall so excitingly as her
startled eyes saw horror after horror. And it was delightful to watch the lithe and lovely
Sharon twist and struggle against her bonds as she watched the most disgusting show
she'd ever seen.
Most important to the raunchy audience was the fact that both Sharon and Debbie
were strapped to the chairs in such a manner that their thighs were stretched wide
open. Their lovely pussies were directed right at the viewing public and all could see the
effects of the show on those juicy young cunts.
Warren Jainchill was pleased with tonight's performance and he complimented the
overseers. He sat in his special viewing recliner and surveyed the place with satisfaction.
There was plenty of rich food and drink, and the shows were marvelous.
When Warren Jainchill was happy, so was everybody else, because a happy Jainchill was
a generous Jainchill. His overseers and female attendants were all smiling now.
There were plenty of new animals available at the party. Small poodles that looked
docile and tame were all over the place, but they were actually expert little cunt and
cock lickers. Huge dogs of every variety roamed about the stage freely, looking
ferocious and mean, and when they were set upon some screaming female, they fucked
ferociously and violently.
The thing that Jainchill liked about bestiality was that it sometimes made a girl wildly
horny, and that was a vital aspect of his raunchy private parties. Besides, animals were
his fortune; he practically had the market cornered on stupendous, well-done animal
fuck-films.
He grinned self-confidently and rubbed his hands together as he peered around the
stage. Piped in music of a weird variety pounded the eardrums of the audience as the
show progressed throughout the night.
Jainchill sighed with contentment. Everything was perfect. Tonight there were innocent
girls on whom to sic his specially trained beasts. As his mind filled with images of girls
getting fucked by animal, his cock erected in his pants. Then one of his overseers
appeared center stage with a microphone in his fist.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he announced, grinning, "tonight we have the honor of the
company of two unwilling, fresh-from-the-street chicks. The blonde here is Sharon. And
this little cutie is Debbie. Say hello girls."
Sharon and Debbie looked horrified as the unseen audience howled and applauded.
The master of ceremonies went on. "Those of you who have been here for the earlier
shows have already seen how well they've done for us. I think they deserve a round of
applause, don't you?"
The audience screamed and hollered and the applause was deafening.
"Oh, God," Sharon whimpered. "I don't want this! I don't want it!"
Debbie's lower lip quivered and tears started falling from her eyes, down her cheeks, to
drip lightly onto her proud, naked tits. Neither girl liked being made a public spectacle,
but they had no choice but to sit still for the abuse and humor and obscene references
to them.
"We've brought them out together now," the emcee went on, "to give them a few
lessons in obedience and the joys of animal-fucking."
The audience roared. When the noise died down, the announcer turned to the girls.
Debbie tore her eyes away from the big man's crotch. He was wearing nothing but tight
black trunks, cut in a V of cloth that hardly concealed the huge bulge of his big prick
and hefty nuts. He had hair all over his chest and legs and arms. To Debbie, he looked
a lot like a gorilla.
"We like to make our visitors welcome," he said into the mike. "So we've arranged for
them to be made comfortable while they learn their lessons."
He snapped his fingers and immediately two gorgeous females appeared in little bikini
things. Each led a French poodle to the girls. On command, the furry animals put their
front paws up on the edge of the seat. One dog had a blue ribbon in its hair. The other
had a pink ribbon. The one with the blue darted his long tongue into Sharon's open
sex-box. The one with the pink ribbon licked her tongue into Debbie's wet cunt. Both
Sharon and Debbie gasped as their twats got expertly licked and lapped and nibbled.
The feelings in her cunt were bad enough, but Debbie couldn't bear the thought that
those laughing, cheering men and women were out there somewhere watching this
happen to her. She didn't mind coming either, but – in public! It was devastating to
her to lose control over her own feelings. She didn't want strangers to see her coming,
but she couldn't stop her pussy from creaming. That damned dog was groveling in her
cunt!
The excited audience especially liked the way the bashful victims tried to get their cunts
away from the raunchy poodles. Both Sharon and Debbie didn't realize how pleasing
they were when they wriggled their asses and writhed their pussies to escape the
doggie-tongues. The audience cheered and howled with pleasure.
"And now," said the overseer, "while they're getting their cunts warmed over – on with
the show."
He looked around and saw a long-haired brunette serving drinks. He called to her, one
of Jainchill's trained slaves, and she quickly put her tray down and came running, tits
and ass wiggling in her bikini.
"Yes, sir," she said.
"Fetch Castor," he ordered.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
She quickly left the stage and came back a few seconds later with Jainchill's Doberman.
The minuted Sharon saw it, she gasped, recognizing the dog and his name. Her pussy
leaked fluid onto the licking poodle's tongue.
The attendant brought the dog up to the overseer, who took its collar in his big fist.
"Run, little girl," he said with an evil grin on his face.
Sharon and Debbie noticed that the pretty attendant was frightened by all this, but
incapable or unwilling to disobey. The brunette turned and ran as fast as her lovely legs
could carry her. Her long hair swayed and her ripe ass twitched as she pranced about
the stage.
Debbie and Sharon stared wide-eyed, wondering what this was all about. They soon
found out, as did the delighted audience and a pleased Jainchill.
The overseer took the microphone away from his mouth so the audience could not hear
his secret commands. He knelt down and whispered something into the dog's ear. The
Doberman's eyes darted, spotted the running girl, and his mouth started to drip saliva.
The overseer chuckled and released the animal's collar. The Doberman leaped into the
air, his eyes riveted on his target.
He made short work of the chase. With the viciousness for which his breed was famous,
he literally flew through the air to catch the running, screaming girl.
Debbie realized that the girl's screams were quite genuine. She was apparently a willing
victim in this horrible game of animals versus females, but a victim nonetheless. The
wails of the hapless girl, coupled with the weird savage music, frightened Debbie and
Sharon, but delighted the audience and Jainchill.
The Doberman hit the girl with full impact and floored her. She fell under the beast
and writhed helplessly as the dog's bared teeth tore into her bikini top.
The overseer traded his microphone for a long black whip which he snapped every once
in a while. No one but the victimized girl could hear the words he used to make the
animal do his bidding.
The whip cracked and the hairy man muttered something. The girl gasped as the dog's
glistening white teeth tore her bikini bra to pieces, releasing her lush, jiggling tits.
The girl froze and let the animal do what he wished to her tits. She had already learned
from past experience that a girl just doesn't struggle too much under one of Jainchill's
trained beasts. It was best to keep as still as possible.
Behind her fear and trepidation, the girl actually felt honored. She also knew from
experience that a girl who performed well got amply rewarded later. So she surrendered
her half-naked body to the dog's lust.
The overseer snapped the whip and peered at the girl.
"Roll over," he commanded.
She obeyed at once. No one ever disobeyed an overseer, and no one ever would. The
girl panted nervously as she got up on her hands and knees.
Again she felt chosen. When a Jainchill animal attacked a girl, it was a supreme
privilege. The female attendant thrilled to the fact that out of all the girls, the overseer
had called her. Her young mind filled with dollar signs as her body shuddered in
anticipation.
The hairy overseer stared at the girl's luscious ass and ordered the dog to rip the bikini
bottom from her body. The Doberman snarled and lunged at the girl's exposed rear.
His teeth chewed into the light material and got caught in it as he jerked his head back
and forth. The bikini bottom ripped noisily and the girl squealed as it was torn from
her ass.
Now the overseer looked at her butt, then he cracked the whip and said something to
the animal. The Doberman used his bared teeth on the girl's defenseless ass. He nipped
and bit and chewed her ass-flesh in just the right way, just enough to make her jerk in
pain and writhe in pleasure.
The dog snapped at her cute ass and left red welts where his teeth had sunk into her
body. The audience gasped and roared with excitement as the girl writhed helplessly on
the floor. She screamed once in a while, but for the most part she obviously enjoyed the
sexual torture, especially when the teeth of the Doberman bit into her cunt.
It was incredibly delicious pain to the girl, as everyone could see on her pretty face as
the animal chewed her curvy flesh.
Sharon and Debbie could see that the girl was aching for a good fuck. They were right.
The attendant felt her pussy creaming under the lunges of the doggie-snout and her
fuckurge erupted deep in her heaving belly. She wanted to scream for cock, but she
knew better than to do that. This show was not for the pleasure of the performers, but
for paying customers.
Debbie and Sharon couldn't help noticing that the overseer's bulge was getting
enormous as he directed the Doberman around the girl's asshole and cunt. They both
gasped when he snapped his fingers and a lovely blonde rushed to him and dropped to
her knees. She tore his brief bikini trunks down and took his massive boner right into
her mouth and sucked him ferociously as he went on with his lusty deed.
Debbie thought she'd pass out. Her aching eyes saw so much! There was her friend
Sharon, whimpering as she came wetly all over the poodle's licking, lapping tongue.
Over there was a whimpering girl getting her nice ass chewed by a monstrous dog! And
right in front of her, a beautiful girl was sucking the biggest, juiciest cock Debbie had
ever seen!
She gasped hotly and her eyes dropped to her own crotch. The poodle's head between
her trembling thighs was jerking around something fierce, as if he were dying from
thirst and the only liquid available was up her cunt!
"Ohhh," she whimpered helplessly as her pussy creamed again.
All of this was too much for such a young girl, and Debbie thought she'd die from such
extreme exposure to raunchiness. Never in her wildest dreams did she believe that men
and women liked things like this! It made her head spin.
The overseer said something low to the dog and the animal stopped biting the girl's
lovely ass and pussy. Instead, the dog's long red tongue shot out of his drooling mouth
and he whipped her asshole and cunt-hole with it!
The hapless victim writhed and shuddered on the floor as the big doggie-tongue turned
her into a mass of shivering female flesh. She trembled visibly, her wet cunt pushing
out from between her open thighs. The doggie-tongue lashed into her pussy.
Silky come dribbled down the insides of both her creamy thighs. She now liked what
she was feeling, her mind reeling with new pleasure, her twat opening to the whipping
tongue. She liked getting her pussy licked. It was the best part of the ordeal as far as she
was concerned. It was delicious compared to the biting and chewing, and she
understood why women so often spread their legs for animals, after they overcame their
fear and hesitation.
She clutched her hands together and leaned her forehead on them as she waited for the
next thrilling lick against her pussy. It came, making her ass jerk wildly. Come
streamed down her thighs. She wiped some of it into the dog's face the next time he
buried his snout there. She whimpered with pleasure.
The doggie-tongue wedged up into her juicy fuck-hole and the girl squealed so loudly
that the audience applauded. Her body shuddered under the impact of that trained
tongue and her cunt-walls tried to clench on it to keep it in her belly. She panted and
gasped, her pussy throbbing with passion now.
Her heavy-lidded eyes saw the overseer's immense cock slipping in and out of the girl's
wet mouth and the very sight made her own cunt cream some more. The dog's tongue
burrowed into her fuck-hole and lapped out her hot come. She loved every licking
minute of it.
The overseer received a signal from Jainchill. He cracked the whip and ordered the
Doberman to mount the panting, gasping girl. The dog leaped up onto her back and
his front paws hit her so hard that it knocked the breath out of her.
Her legs were already spread and her cunt was plenty soaked, and the drooling dog
worked his stiff red cock up into her fuckhole. Without so much as a pause for breath,
he pumped his prick in and out ferociously. Faster and faster he screwed, his saliva
dripping onto the girl's writhing back. His elongated cock drilled in and out ever more
rapidly, getting slickened by her come-juices.
"Oh! Give it to me! More, more!" the girl screamed. The audience loved it! The dog
fucked faster.
A moment later the animal was screwing viciously, and the girl was thrusting her pussy
back as he pounded his prick into her twat.
A sudden command from the overseer and the Doberman repositioned himself, giving
the wide-eyed audience a good view of his long, red cock slamming into the girl's
drenched cunt. He fucked deep and fast, plunging his thick cock well into her steamy
twat. The girl writhed with pleasure and whimpered softly as the rampaging dick felt
better and better up her cunt.
Debbie was thoroughly shocked by it all. Her eyes were wide and her sweet cunt was
creaming relentlessly against the incessant poodle-tongue. She saw the attendant jerk
and writhe and knew that she was coming wetly on that vicious dog-cock. The n she
saw what was happening to the overseer.
The hairy man thrust his hips forward and his big, thick dick rammed into the sucking
girl's mouth. The look of anguish on his face told Debbie that he was ready to shoot his
load. She stared as his prick started spitting savagely.
The girl blowing him took her sexy mouth off of his jolting cock and she aimed it at
herself like a firehose. The first big splash of creamy jism crashed between her ripe,
jutting tits and she laughed as the goo trailed down past her little navel into her cunt
lips. She whacked the man's shooting prick and took the rest of his hot gushes in her
lovely face, letting the wads of cream smash into her cheeks and chin and lips. Then she
opened her mouth and aimed the final blasts of come right into it. Debbie gasped to see
her swallowing so pleasurably.
At the same time, the Doberman howled. The audience screamed with excitement. The
attendant shivered and shook violently as the dog-cock up her cunt started spitting big
gushes of creamy juice. Debbie gulped for breath as the one girl fucked hotly for a dog
and the other finished sucking the hairy man's prick.
"Oh, dear God," she whimpered, "what kind of a place is this!"
Suddenly new commands were given to the two poodles. Sharon and Debbie shrieked
as the dogs began nibbling their clits. Debbie's pretty head flew back and her eyes
closed in anguish mixed with rapture as the dog nibbled her clit. The sensations were
excruciating to her at this point because of all the visual stimuli she had witnessed
around the stage. Her pussy creamed wetly, making her writhe and jump on the chair.
But the poodle wouldn't stop eating her!
Added to her humiliation was the obvious fact that all of this wickedness was being
constantly filmed! Debbie saw the men up near the ceiling on those dollies, moving the
cameras around all the time, capturing every obscene act. Debbie shivered, knowing
that she was in a movie, that people would see her like this, all hot and horny and
helpless, jerking and coming as a French poodle chewed her cunt to make her come
and come and come!
At the last, she tossed her ass up in the air, bracing her ankles in their cuffs, and her
sweet cunt churned violently for the audience and the cameras as the poodle-tongue
and teeth drove her crazy.
Another command relieved Sharon and Debbie of this sweet torture. The poodles
backed down and trotted from the stage.
Debbie's heavy eyes opened slowly. The weird music was still throbbing. The audience
was still making very strange noises out there somewhere. But the Doberman was no
longer fucking the attendant, who was now collapsed on the stage, panting for breath.
The overseer's big cock was hanging loose between his hairy thighs, dripping liquid
onto the floor.
The man turned and retrieved his microphone. He smiled into the outer darkness,
knowing the house was jam-packed with a carefully selected clientele. He bowed to the
audience.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said thickly. "You have just witnessed our warm-up for
these two lovelies here. As you can see, both of them are more than ready for some stiff
cock. After a brief intermission, we will go on with the show. Attendants are ready to
serve you – in any way you wish."
Debbie's heart leaped behind her naked, jutting tits. What was going to happen to her?
What did that man mean? Is that all this was – a warm-up, like he said? Were she and
Sharon now to become new victims in this horrible theater? She shuddered and began
to cry softly.


Chapter 7

Debbie sat weeping and sobbing as two big men freed Sharon from her bonds. She had
to watch as they subjected Sharon to a grossly obscene and humiliating experience.
Debbie had no choice but to watch, for she was torn between horror and fascination.
A huge curtain automatically drew aside as carousel music filled the theater. The
overseer laughingly announced that the audience was about to be taken to a circus.
Debbie soon saw what he meant.
Her eyes widened as a huge cage came into view, a cage full of monkeys! Debbie had
seen such a cage before, at zoos. But this was no zoo!
The two men dragged Sharon, kicking and screaming, to the door of the cage and
cruelly threw her inside onto the filthy floor. Debbie sniffled tearfully to see her friend
writhe there, obviously frightened out of her mind. The audience applauded and yelled
for more.
Sharon was locked into the monkey cage. She struggled to her knees, crying and
peering around at the animals with understandable dread. Above her, on perches, sat a
row of small brown apes, their beady eyes trained on her naked white body.
One of the monkeys was jacking off. Sharon's gasp could be heard quite a distance
when she saw that. The ape was eyeing her and his gnarled fist pumped rapidly up and
down on his elongated cock. Suddenly his prick exploded in mid-air and big wads of
come shot out. Spurts of the sticky stuff landed close to Sharon's bare feet. She covered
her tits with her arms and leaped away, crying.
Debbie's heart went out to her friend and she wished she could help her. But she was
powerless, as much a slave to the crazed passions of these people as Sharon was. For a
moment, Debbie wondered why she was still strapped to her chair while Sharon was
undergoing this horrible ordeal.
One of the monkeys dropped down to the floor near Sharon. Sharon screamed and ran
to the other end of the dirty cage, trying not to step into monkey shit.
Little did she know that this was well planned. Everyone knew a girl would try to avoid
stepping anywhere in that cage. So Sharon's dainty steps, her leaps and dodges, only
added to the beauty of her lovely naked body as it moved about. Her tits jiggled. Her
pussy peeked out from between her thighs as she stepped over a lump of shit. The
audience roared with appreciation.
Sharon was frozen with fear. There was something about the way the monkeys moved
about, something about the way they eyed her that made her shiver with some new
kind of terror.
The monkeys weren't trained at all. That was the point. That was Warren Jainchill's
cleverness. He had had these small apes shipped from their jungle homes for just this
purpose. Unlike dogs, the monkeys were best in their natural, untrained state of animal
savagery. It made for a good show.
Sharon did not know what to make of her plight. The monkeys kept circling around
her head, jumping down, then jumping back up again. They weren't attacking her like
the gorilla did. Yet they seemed to be closing the circle, hemming her in the middle of
the cage.
One ape dropped to the floor and danced toward her. She screamed and he backed off,
doing a cartwheel that got the audience to laughing.
Another monkey stole up behind her and he was the first to touch her body. Making
low grunting noises, he reached out behind her back and suddenly wormed a finger
into her asshole. Sharon shrieked and leaped forward to escape that sudden invasion of
her body. When she did, ape-hands grabbed her tits and mauled them before they
retreated.
Sharon fought the hands off, screaming. But more hands grabbed her everywhere. One
clamped around the calf of her leg and held her fast. Others pinched her ass-cheeks and
belly. She kicked with her free leg, but when it was in the air, a monkey lunged and
captured it, holding it up.
Sharon fell to her back with a thump and a squeal. Then twelve male monkeys jumped
her. At first they simply took turns jumping up and down on her body. To the
audience, it looked funny. To Sharon it was horrible. They pummeled her unmercifully,
knocking her senseless. She tried to roll, to ward off the heavy apes, to escape their
relentless feet, but she couldn't keep away from them. They seemed so wild, so
ferocious, so mean.
Dazed, gasping for breath, she looked around wild-eyed and saw that she was
surrounded by monkeys with stiff, wet cocks! She screamed in horror, and her screams
grew louder and longer as the whole band of apes covered her body.
"Help me!" she shrieked, and the audience applauded.
She wanted to scream again, but couldn't. Monkey fingers filled her mouth, probing
around in there like a dentist.
Helplessly trapped by the horny male apes, she found herself victimized thoroughly by
them. As fingers filled her mouth, other fingers probed every hole in her body!
Her body jerked as their fingers wiggled into her asshole and cunt-hole. She gasped.
She tried to push at the hairy brown bodies closing her in, but stopped that when her
hands contacted erect pricks. She shuddered and panted for breath as the playful males
mauled every inch of her body.
Tears filled her eyes when the apes began a new phase of their game. Having reached a
new pitch of excitement themselves, every single one of them sported a stringy,
throbbing cock, wet with slick juice. Sharon wailed when her whole body was covered
by these raunchy, horny animals, all grunting and scratching themselves and jumping
up and down on her helpless body.
Then Debbie wept bitterly to see exactly what Sharon saw. The male monkeys started
whacking their pricks or jabbing them in the air, knocking them violently against
Sharon's body. All they wanted now was release.
"No, nooo, nooooo!" Sharon whimpered as she saw the animal-pricks growing in length
and thickness. Huge dicks, swollen with redness, seemed to jab at her from everywhere.
Debbie's eyes widened as she saw what was going to happen. She knew with every fiber
of her being that those crazed apes were going to pump their come. Something inside
her told her that, and her startled eyes darted from prick to prick, expecting the worst.
Sharon was more horrified than her young friend. There was a hairy young ape
jumping up and down on her sore tits, and she could plainly see how his prick jiggled
and wagged. The harder the monkey jumped on her boobs, the more slimy fluid his
cock dripped onto her writhing flesh.
"Help me, help me," she rasped, shuddering with revulsion – and unwanted thrills.
She couldn't believe she liked this happening to her. But her pink nipples got awfully
stiff and tingly as paws and feet mauled them and hit them. And her cunt creamed
more than once when an animal's foot punched her pussy. If she rolled over onto her
tits to protect them, the pummeling simply continued on her back and across her
quivering ass. And thus exposed, the monkeys took turns examining the depths of her
asshole with their curious fingers.
She rolled onto her back, trying to keep her legs closed, but the punches to her stomach
and tits made her wiggle and writhe so much that her thighs parted – just enough for
the eager animals to pry them apart farther. They knew what they were doing in a
sense, having smelled the odor of hot female cunt.
Sharon helplessly sensed that she was somehow turning the animals on. She even
figured out that it was the odor of her heated body. But she couldn't prevent it. How
could she stop coming when such wiggly fingers kept getting into her asshole, mouth
and pussy?
She felt doomed to this sexual outrage and there was nothing she could do. She
couldn't stop herself from coming wetly, and she couldn't stop the horny animals from
having their way with her body.
The snorting, grunting beasts closed in on her. Every one of them now had enormous
boners and all they wanted to do was shoot their loads. Sharon and Debbie both knew
that and it horrified them both.
Sharon shrieked, her eyes wide on a monkey jumping around her shoulder, jacking his
dick and shooting jism like crazy. Big splashes of thick come spattered her eyelid, her
nose and her mouth. She twisted her face away, but to no avail, for the leaping,
pumping ape kept shooting joy-juice all over her pretty face. Huge wads of it shot into
her gaping mouth and she choked on it as it went down her throat.
Debbie screamed, too, even though none of this was happening to her. She screamed
because she felt sorry for her friend and because she felt Sharon's humiliation and
disgrace.
But Sharon's difficulties had only begun. She clamped her pretty mouth shut against
any further blasts of jism, but she could not prevent the other beasts from venting their
animal lust upon her.
Long, thin, throbbing monkey-cocks spurted all around her. The jabbing dicks
sometimes contacted her body, and shot big loads of jism at her and on her. A thick
monkey-prick spit furiously all over her jutting, heaving tits. Another creamed all over
her thighs. Others shot in unison, blasting her smooth flesh.
Sharon whimpered helplessly as prick after prick sent thick come all over her flesh.
Even her toes were not safe from the spitting stuff as apes danced about and pumped
their horny come at her.
The worst was those pricks that found her holes. The monkeys had no sense of
direction, but it was inevitable that a prick or two would accidentally find her asshole
and cunt-hole and mouth. And it happened.
Needing to gasp, her lips parted, just for a second, but in that terrible moment a larger
ape jumped her and his stony prick stabbed into her unwary mouth and shot a big load
of jism down her throat.
Taken off guard by that dick, she could not see what was happening below her
squirming waist. She twisted her hips to kick at attacking apes, but just then two
monkeys landed on her. One came from behind. He threw his hairy arms around her
slim waist and his throbbing cock stabbed at her ass. At the same time, another ape
landed between her thighs and hung onto her tits as he fucked his dick at her crotch.
Both pricks met under her and banged one another for a few moments – to the
absolute joy of the on looking audience. Sharon cried out as the two horny cocks found
her holes.
One drilled into her asshole, the other speared into her pussy. Sharon's whole body
jerked with the feeling of sudden unwanted pleasure, for the dicks were savage in her
body. Both monkeys clung to her as if for dear life, and they screwed their pricks
relentlessly in and out of her.
Against her will, Sharon's asshole clenched on the pumping young prick and her cunt
got awfully tight around the cock streaming in and out of her belly. They were rather
long pricks that dazed her as they fucked into her body. She lost her breath and
couldn't help fucking back. She thought she was struggling against those stiff cocks in
her fuck-holes, but she wasn't. Not really. She was simply screwing!
Debbie saw this reality and was shocked by it. She immediately sympathized with
Sharon. After all, how much could a girl take? Those crazy animals were spitting hot
come all over her as three pricks rammed in and out of her every hole ! Debbie was
sure that if it were happening to her, she too would helplessly fuck and come.
Her thoughts were rudely interrupted when two tall, willowy females, stark naked with
tits jiggling, came up to her. Both were grinning lasciviously, obviously enjoying the
show along with the high-paying customers.
The luscious attendants knelt on each side of Debbie and smiled sexily at her. One
started caressing her taut young tits. The other stroked her open, wet cunt.
"You're next," one said sweetly.
Debbie gasped and her pretty mouth fell open as she stared back at the monkeys hotly
raping Sharon.
"No... not me..." she said weakly.
"Why not you?" a girl cooed, rubbing her little clit. "Wouldn't you like to have all those
pricks after your darling pussy?"
"Please," Debbie gasped. "Don't speak to me that way. Ohhh, please, let me go. I don't
want to be here."
Her eyes returned to what was so cruelly happening to the writhing, bucking Sharon
and she panted, "Don't let those things get me!"
"You can prevent it, you know," one of the chicks whispered tantalizingly.
Debbie swallowed the bait. "How!" she cried.
The girl leaned closer to her and slipped a slender finger up into her juicy little cunt.
Well," she whispered into her ear, "I shouldn't tell you this, but these people are after a
real good show. If you agreed to suck off a dog, you wouldn't have to get raped by
those filthy apes."
"Wh-what? Suck off a dog!" Debbie gasped, terrorized.
The girl smiled. "Well, it's either that or take your girlfriend's place in that cage."
Debbie's tearful eyes darted back to the arena where Sharon was being hopelessly
fucked by raging, leaping, coming monkeys.
"N-no," she whimpered.
"No, what?" the attendant pressed. She fucked her finger in and out of Debbie's twat.
"No, you don't want to be fucked by the monkeys or no, you don't want to suck off a
dog?"
Debbie felt her nipples and pussy responding to the girls' manipulations. "No, I don't
want to be raped by those dirty animals," she panted. Her cunt wiggled just a little on
the nice finger teasing her pussy.
"Good girl," the attendant said kindly. "You wait right here, baby."
Both girls left her panting and gasping. They moved out of her line of vision. One of
them nodded at Warren Jainchill.
"Ahhh!" Jainchill responded to the nod.
He turned to the wealthy clients on his left and right and assured them that what they
wanted to see was going to be seen.
"This isn't a set-up, is it?" a man asked.
"Not at all," Jainchill said. "It's that chick strapped in the chair. I assure you she isn't
one of my girls. She's never been in this scene before. Look at her. Does that look like a
hooker to you? She's scared to death. Which is exactly how. we want her, right? She's
been offered a choice, either fuck all those apes or blow a dog. She's chosen to blow a
dog. Wait till you see the dog!"
If the customers were impressed by the canine, so was Debbie – only in a different way.
As the apes continued to pound, pummel and fuck Sharon, Debbie was led to a special
bench. She recognized it as similar to the one she'd been on to get screwed by dogs. But
this time the attendants made her comfortable on her ass and shackled her thighs open.
They left her hands free, surprising the girl.
She soon found out why her arms and hands were free. Two beautiful attendants led a
giant Great Dane onto the stage. They guided the animal right up to Debbie, who
immediately rebelled against her own choice.
"No!" she gasped. "Not that kind of a dog!"
"Sorry, kitten," one of the girls cooed. "We didn't mention what kind of a dog. You
agreed."
"No, nooo!" Debbie protested, imagining the size of the animal's cock.
"Want to get in with the apes?" the other girl asked.
Debbie looked over her shoulder at the action in the cage. She couldn't believe how
covered with come Sharon was. And Sharon looked out of her head as the filthy, rutting
beasts danced away at her helpless, weakened body.
"No," Debbie rasped, then resigned herself to her fate. She quickly decided that of the
two evils, it would be easier and better to suck the Great Dane's one prick than to
subject her body to all those vicious cocks.
"I-I'll suck him off," she whimpered, and tears welled in her eyes.
The attendants smiled at her and one of them ordered the dog to jump up. Using
special apparatus on the bench, they elevated the animal until his cocksheath was
dangling right in front of Debbie's face.
"Go at it, kid," one of the girls laughed sensuously. Debbie shuddered with revulsion,
knowing what they and the lewd audience wanted from her. But she had to do it. The
screams and whimpers of Sharon in her ears goaded her on. She didn't want to get
raped by those crazed monkeys.
With survival in mind, she reached out and started rubbing and stroking the dog's big,
hairy sheath. She stared wide-eyed as his thick, red prick came slithering out at her. It
grew and grew in her soft hands until it made her gasp. It was immense. But Sharon's
shrieks made her go on.
Sniffling and sobbing, she lowered her mouth and parted her lips and took the big cock
inside. She immediately started bobbing her pretty head up and down on the large cock,
and the raunchy audience howled with satisfaction.
The worst part for Debbie was that the prick started to feel good in her mouth. But
worse than that was the fact that attendants played with her boobs and twat all the
while. One fingerfucked her cunt-hole so nicely that she came in minutes. The other
sucked her pink nipples and licked at her until Debbie thought she'd come again.
All of this arousal made her blow the dog with a passion she did not want to feel.
Toward the end she did something secretly, since no one in the world would know. She
licked her little tongue all around the dog's cockhead.
She told herself that she was doing it to make the animal come faster, to rid herself of
this horror. But a part of her knew the truth – a cock in her mouth, any cock, was a
tremendous turn-on. So she secretly licked her tongue around the drilling dick as she
sucked it off.
With a mouth-treatment like that, the dog didn't stand a chance. His body quivered
and jerked before the eyes of the heated audience and they all knew exactly when the
Great Dane was pumping his fiery load of jism into the teenager's sexy mouth.
Debbie thought they couldn't know. When the Dane's dick erupted and blasted away
with huge wads of jism, she sucked faster and harder and vacuumed the come right up
out of his aching nuts. The dog howled with pleasure-pain. The audience howled with
pure pleasure.
Warren Jainchill watched with lewdness and when the dog finished pumping come into
Debbie's hot mouth, he snapped his fingers. With that one movement Debbie learned
that these people were not at all trustworthy.
The Great Dane was led away, and Debbie thought she had fulfilled her responsibility,
her end of the raunchy agreement. But then a larger dog was led up to her and put into
the same cocksucking position. This time Debbie had no choice but to suck him off.
"No, no!" she gasped. "I already did it! You said..."
The attendants, once friendly and gentle, became cruel and rough with her. A hand hit
the back of her head and her mouth was forced down on the animal-cock. The other
girl fingerfucked Debbie's cunt and at the same time teased the dog's hot nuts, getting
his prick rigid. Debbie was forced to suck it.
Ten minutes later the dog was replaced by a goat. Debbie sobbed pitifully as she sucked
his dick off and drank all his jism. Then she found herself sucking off a pig!
"Stop, stop..." she whimpered hazily after that, and everyone laughed.
A pony was led onto the stage and stationed just right for the hapless teenager to take
his enormous boner into her widely stretched mouth. As the pony's haunches jerked
and thrust viciously, his huge cock rammed into Debbie's mouth. It filled her mouth
with steamy come about five times, forcing her to gulp it all down as fast as she could.
As she sucked off the pony-dick, the girls did a special job of getting her awfully hot.
With nothing but the tips of their tongues and fingers, they aroused Debbie until she
was a whimpering, sobbing mass of hot flesh.
"Please, please," she begged then, writhing and twisting horribly. "Make-make me
come!"
"In a minute, baby," a girl said hotly. "After you lick one more cock. You can't suck it
off, but you can lick it off."
Debbie's heavy eyes squinted as two men guided a big stallion to her. She gasped and
cried out as the animal towered over her, his huge cock-sheath throbbing before her
young eyes. Then she knew what the girl had meant about licking and not sucking.
Evil and lewd girls aroused the stallion's enormous, pulsing cock until it looked like a
bloody weapon to the cowering Debbie. Her tits, ass and cunt were on fire and the girls
kept promising her sexual relief after she licked the horse-cock.
Whimpering and crying pitifully, she grasped the dangerously large prick and licked
her little tongue up and down and around. Her fists jerked it and her tongue lashed it
as she panted and moaned in erotic pleasure. Her eyes closed and her nostrils flared as
she smelled the maleness of the giant prick in her fists. Her tongue grew quite active on
it and had she known how she looked licking that gigantic prick she would have died.
The horse-cock reared up like a stallion itself. It bulged and jerked, and suddenly it shot
giant wads of hot come all over her face, tits and belly. Great streams of horse-jism
trickled down her belly, through her soft pussy-hair onto her quivering, hot pussy.
Heedless of the spatters of hot jism, she whimpered, "Y... you promised... please... I
gotta cum!"
"Oh, you're gonna cum all right, baby," a girl said lewdly.
The horse was led away, snorting and foaming at the mouth after Debbie's lick-job. The
female attendants unstrapped the girl and pulled her weakened, shivering body to a soft
mat on the floor.
Debbie's lazy eyes fluttered open as she wondered which girl would get her off. Or was
a man going to fuck her?
It was neither. Fifteen raunchy dogs were set free on her. Debbie screamed and shrieked
horribly as the animals licked all the horse come from her writhing, tortured body.
Doggie-tongues licked her face and tits and ass and cunt, lapping off the horse-jism.
That wasn't all they did. They drove the poor girl out of her mind for cummy pleasure.
Hands grabbed her collapsed body and she whimpered as she was dragged to another
bench and forced down on it on her tits. Then she understood the real horror of these
people as dog after dog mounted her and fucked her pussy, filling it with ever more
jism. She came and came and came!


Chapter 8

Debbie and Sharon were shoved back into their room in the wee hours of the morning.
There they cowered on the bed, clinging to one another. Debbie sobbed softly with her
head resting against Sharon's shoulder.
Sharon felt a sense of responsibility to the younger girl. As the older one, she felt she
should hide her own fears and try to comfort the girl.
"It's all right now," she said soothingly, stroking Debbie's soft hair. "We're alone again.
Everything's all right."
"For now!" Debbie gasped, and dropped her face to Sharon's thrusting tits. "What will
happen to us next? Who are these people? Ohhh, Sharon, I'm so afraid of them!"
"I know, I know," Sharon whispered, inching a pink nipple into the girl's soft mouth.
"Mmmmmm," Debbie moaned and gently sucked.
Sharon reached down and stroked Debbie's wet cunt. They remained like that for a
long time, Debbie gently sucking, Sharon softly fondling. Later, they sat up and faced
one another, each touching the other tenderly on tits and pussy.
"My mouth is sore," Debbie remarked, licking her lips.
"Your lips are swollen, but..."
"But what?" Debbie pressed.
Sharon's eyes softened. "Your mouth looks sexy like that," she purred.
"Ohh, Sharon," Debbie sighed. "Don't be afraid to talk to me that way."
"I just thought – well, after all you've been through..."
"After all we've both been through!" Debbie corrected. She embraced Sharon and pulled
her down on top of her. "We're in this together," she whispered. "Without you, I'd go
mad. You've been so good to me. You're the bright spot in this evil place. Sharon –
please – love me..."
"Debbie..." Sharon whimpered.
There was no reason to say any more. Words could no longer express their mutual
need for comforting.
Moaning softly, they got into a beautiful sixty-nine position and gently licked each
other's pussy. Their tongues took away the hurt and both of them came rapturously,
shutting out the horror they shared. Afterwards, they lay side by side. "Where do you
think we are?" Debbie asked.
"Somewhere north of town," Sharon replied. "I noticed the Blue Stag restaurant on the
way."
"Who are these people?"
"I don't know, Debbie, but they're powerful. No one would dare do these things to
innocent girls."
Debbie shivered in her friend's arms. "They can't let us go," she whimpered. "You
know that, don't you? They're just using us and when they're finished with us..."
"Don't talk like that, Debbie. We're alive and well in spite of them. We're going to
make it."
"But how?" Debbie said, caressing one of Sharon's proud tits. "They might – kill us."
"Debbie, please! I don't want to think about such things! You watch too much
television. They're just getting their kicks. They'll let us go after they've had their fun."
"How can they?" Debbie protested. "We know too much about them!"
"We don't know anything. We don't even know who runs this horrible show."
Debbie reached down and petted Sharon's pussy. "I memorized the license number on
the pick-up truck. And the men who raped me are Phil and Abe. That's knowing
something, isn't it?"
Sharon nodded. "I know what that rich man looks like. How many people own a RollsRoyce 
around here?"
"A Rolls-Royce!" Debbie gasped. "You came here in a Rolls-Royce?"
Sharon giggled. "Well, some of us have class," she laughed.
Debbie poked her cunt. "Ohhh, Sharon, be serious."
Sharon did get serious. "We could never touch people like that. Who would believe us?"
Debbie rolled away from her friend and stared up at the ceiling. "It's my own fault," she
said sadly. "I got tired of screwing boys and I went out to get laid by men. That's how I
met Abe and Phil."
"I've learned a lesson, too, Debbie. I thought I was a liberated chick that any man
would like to buy goodies for. And that got me here!"
Debbie looked at her friend and studied her pretty face and tits for a minute. "What
were you like before this happened? Were you on your own?"
"Uh-huh," Sharon said with a smile. "I have a sexy little apartment in town." Turning
to the light side of things, she touched Debbie's leg. "Just between you and me, I ball
the landlord for free rent."
"Oh, Sharon!" Debbie squealed. "That's super! God, I'll be glad when I'm old enough
to get out on my own."
"Are things rough for you at home?"
Debbie nodded and lowered her eyes. "Yeah. My mother is a drunken bitch and I think
my father wants to fuck me."
"You poor kid," Sharon said, and she stroked Debbie's twat.
Debbie sighed and opened her legs farther. Her luscious young tits heaved.
Sharon's eyes brightened. "You know what?" she cooed. "You can come live with me
after we get out of here."
"Sharon!" Debbie shrieked. "Do you mean it? You're not just saying that! Ohhh, please,
don't tease me like that!"
"I'm not teasing you," Sharon laughed. "I'd love to have you in my bed every night. Of
course, you'll have to share expenses."
"Expenses?"
"Yes. Like the rent," Sharon said, slipping her finger into the girl's pussy.
"But you said..."
Debbie's mouth fell open and her eyes went wide. Then she laughed. "Oh! You mean
I'll have to give your landlord some pussy!"
"Right," Sharon laughed.
Debbie's face darkened as she looked around the room. "That's if we ever get out of
here."
"We're going to get out of here," Sharon said in a strangely confident tone of voice. "I
didn't liberate myself to become the sex-toy of a bunch of perverts. I got liberated so I
could fuck any man I pleased and suck any girl I felt like it. Understand?"
"Well, yes, but..."
"We don't have to sit still for this. We aren't slaves unless we let people enslave us. We
can fight."
"How?" Debbie wailed. "We're stark naked in a basement room all alone! What can we
do?"
"I don't know yet," Sharon said slowly. "I only know that we're going to get out of
here, and we're going to have our revenge."
"Revenge?" Debbie squeaked. "What kind of revenge? We can't fight rich people like
them."
"Maybe not legally," Sharon said, and there was a new light in her eyes. "These bastards
have had us running scared. They're probably used to females buckling under. But we'll
show 'em! If you'll stick with me and help me."
"Of course, I will!" Debbie gasped, coming on Sharon's tantalizing finger.
"Promise?"
"Cross my heart," Debbie said, and she made a sign of a cross on one firm, jutting tit.
"I wanna be with you. I don't wanna go home ever again. I'll do anything you say,
Sharon. You're so pretty and so smart."
Sharon pulled her soaked finger out of Debbie's cunt. She stuck it into her mouth and
sucked it off sensuously. As she did so, she eyed Debbie's cunt. She was thinking of
eating it again and delving her hot tongue into that pot of honey.
"Shhh, listen!" Debbie gasped.
Both girls froze and jerked their heads around. Muffled screams could be heard outside.
A moment later, Debbie and Sharon leaped off the bed and pranced to the door. They
stood on tiptoes and peered through the small glass window.
"Look!" Debbie cried. "They've brought more girls!"
Sharon's eyes took in the scene of four big men hauling two naked girls down the
stairs. "Why, they're just kids!" she gasped.
"Oh, Sharon!" Debbie wailed. "I want to get out of here."
Sharon's mind whirled busily. "So do I, kitten, so do I," she murmured thoughtfully.
"And those chicks just might be our ticket."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
Sharon drew Debbie away from the door and whispered, "They're finished with us for
now. That must be why they went out and got new girls. You see, they have to keep
those rich perverts entertained! They won't want us on the stage again until later when
there are new customers. Then we'll have to go through that horror all over again."
"I know!" Debbie gasped. "But what are we gonna do?"
"While they're busy with the newcomers, we're going to escape!" Sharon declared.
She quickly outlined her plan to the girl, then went over it again on the bed where they
kissed and hugged and plotted their escape.
"Now's the time," she said, listening to noises outside. "They've come for the girls.
Come on, Debbie, when they're back upstairs concentrating on the show, we get the
fuck out of here!"
It was a daring escape, and one which Debbie would never forget. It simply amazed her
how capable Sharon was.
They stole out of the room and up the carpeted stairs. Then they understood why the
door hadn't been locked. The place was crawling with men and women attendants in
their sexy bikinis.
"Ohh, Sharon," Debbie rasped. "We'll never make it!"
"Don't give up yet," Sharon whispered.
She instructed Debbie to keep back against the wall in the shadows. Then she slowly
made her way into the large room. Most heads were turned toward the brightly lighted
stage where the two little girls were getting reamed by goats.
Sharon moved like a shadow near the wall and came up behind one of the female
attendants. She suddenly threw an arm around the luscious girl and clamped a hand
over her mouth. She pulled the kicking chick back into a closet where she immediately
knocked her out with two blows to her throat. Then she stripped her of her little bikini
and put it on herself.
In an appropriate uniform she was then able to move about more freely outside. She
looked for and found a younger girl among the attendants.
"Hey," she said. "The boss wants to see you over there."
She walked with the curvy chick back to where Debbie was waiting. Debbie was as
shocked as the attendant.
"What is this?" the girl wanted to know.
Sharon clobbered her a good one behind the neck and when the girl fell to the floor,
Sharon stepped on her throat until she heard a horrible gasp.
"There's a bikini for you," Sharon said.
"Wow!" Debbie gasped, impressed by her friend.
Debbie took the bikini off the unconscious attendant and slipped it on.
"Come on," Sharon said, taking her by the hand. "We are now going to walk right out
of that door."
And that's precisely what they did. Without so much as a backward glance, they
marched across the plush carpet to the big oaken doors and let themselves out into the
breaking dawn light.
Once outside, Sharon squeezed Debbie's hand and rasped, "Now run your fucking ass
off, kitten. Let's get the fuck out of here!"
They ran and ran until Debbie thought her legs would give out. Either her legs or her
lungs. But Sharon kept pulling at her and warning her of the great danger they were in.
"They have cars!" she panted, running faster. "If they catch us, we may never live to
talk about it! Get your cute little ass moving!"
Their tits jiggled and their hair flew in the breeze as they ran as fast as their lovely legs
could carry them.
When they reached a deserted road, Debbie collapsed against a tree trunk and gasped,
"What are we going to do now? No one's going to pick up two girls in bikinis this hour
of the morning!"
"Wrong, kitten," Sharon laughed. "Any man in his right mind will pick us up."
She was right again. The first car along the road screeched to a halt and a white-haired
old guy ogled them and chuckled, "I've heard of jogging, but this takes the cake!"
"Cut the corn," Sharon said, pulling the door open. "Hurry up, Debbie, get in."
"Now see here!" the man protested.
Sharon leaned across the seat at him and gave him a damned nice view of her halfnaked 
boobs. "Listen to me, mister. We have to get the hell out of here. Give us a ride
and I promise to take care of you later."
"I've heard that one before," the man said. "I wasn't born yesterday. What are you
gonna do, give me your phone number so I can call you tomorrow?"
"I have an idea," Debbie cooed.
"What?" Sharon asked.
"Can you drive a car?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, you drive and I'll pay the man off," Debbie giggled.
Sharon laughed at that. She looked at the man and said, "You heard the girl. Get your
ass in the back seat with her and let me do the driving."
The guy stumbled out of the car and crawled into the back seat, gasping, "You won't
hurt my car, will you? You sure you know how to drive?"
Debbie giggled and stretched out on the back seat. She untied the little bows at her hips
and peeled her bikini bottom away from her furry little cunt.
"Hey, mister," she purred. "You want to worry about your car or this?"
The old guy took one look at her open, pink pussy and quickly forgot he owned a car.
He whipped out a large, thick dick, wet with pre-come and Debbie moaned, eyeing it.
"Ohhhh, Sharon," she cooed, "you should see this!"
But Sharon's mind was on one thing – escape. She floored the accelerator and drove
the car with the same speed and urgency that Debbie fucked the man.
"Ohhh, you nice man," she purred as her tight little cunt swallowed all of his enormous
boner.
The nice man turned animal on her and fucked her with a vengeance. He pounded her
pussy until she was creaming wildly, then he pumped great quantities of thick, hot jism
into her fucking, heaving belly.


Chapter 9

Less than an hour later, Debbie was seated on a comfy sofa in Sharon's apartment,
breathless with wonder. She had oohed and ahhed all over the pad, impressed by the
place. She loved Sharon's lacy curtains on all the windows. And she had giggled when
she discovered Sharon owned a sumptuous waterbed!
She shifted on the sofa and cooed, "What a marvelous life you must lead."
"It was super until last night!" Sharon said. "Imagine those perverts subjecting us to
that disgusting sex! Boy, are they going to pay for that!"
Sharon was obviously still fired up about seeking revenge. But Debbie was glad to be
free, glad to be alive, glad to be far away from those horrible people.
Sharon detected the look in Debbie's eyes and she stood over her. "Are you having a
change of heart?" she asked.
"I don't know," Debbie replied sheepishly. "I mean, we're out of there. You know? Why
don't we just live our lives and the hell with them? You have such a pretty pad here.
We're together. Can't we just go to bed and forget the whole thing?"
Sharon sat beside her young friend and took her hand in hers. "Forget? You have a
short memory. How can you forget the humiliation and terror? How can you forget
those filthy animals? The dogs! Monkeys! That gorilla! Debbie – you sucked off a dog's
cock, a goat's prick, a pig's dong and then you had to lick a stallion's boner!"
"I know," Debbie sighed. "But I'm not hurt. I mean, I was scared to death, just like you,
but we're all right now. They can't get us here."
"How do we know that?" Sharon said. "How do we know they aren't out right now in
force, combing the streets for us? And what if they see us in town someday? What
then?" "They won't. We can run. Ohhh, Sharon, I understand how you feel, but – well,
I don't ever want to see them again."
"Okay, my little ostrich," Sharon said. "Bury your pretty head in the sand. See what it
gets you."
"Don't be mad at me," Debbie whimpered.
"I'm not mad at you," Sharon said kindly, smiling. "I'm just wondering how I can make
sense to that young head of yours. I'm a little older than you. I've been around more.
Believe me, we have to do something about this. We can't go to the police. They'd
never believe us. But we can't let those bastards get away with this."
"Gee, I don't know," Debbie said slowly, displaying her reluctance to go through with
their original plan.
Sharon got to her feet and paced up and down a few times, nibbling a thumbnail. Then
she faced her friend. "You're forgetting one important thing."
"What?"
"The films."
Debbie frowned. "What about them?"
"Think, silly! Why do you think they were filming all that filthy action? Those fucking
movies are going to be up for sale any day now! Have you ever been to the X-rated
theaters downtown?"
"Of course not!" Debbie said.
Sharon laughed briefly. "Well, just think about it. How would you like the people in
this town to see you starring in a raunchy animal flick, sucking and fucking those
horrible beasts?"
"Sharon!" Debbie gasped, horrified. "I didn't think of that!"
"Well, think of it now. And make up your mind. Are you with me or not? We have to
get those films and destroy them. Hell, they could be distributed all over the country!"
"Oh, golly!" Debbie gasped. Her young mind whirled and her eyes reflected her new set
of thoughts. She swallowed hard. "What are we going to do?"
"I've given that a great deal of thought," Sharon told her. "You and I are going over to
Fowler Avenue."
"Fowler! Sharon, no! A girl would have to be crazy to go over there!"
"Crazy or desperate," Sharon said calmly. "We need help and that's the place to get the
kind we need."
"But... but..."
"Come on, Debbie. Let's find us some sexy clothes to wear. Don't think. Let me do the
thinking, will you? Trust me."
Debbie stood up and pressed close to her friend. "You know I trust you, Sharon," she
whispered.
Sharon smiled and eased away from Debbie's curvy young body. "Not now, kitten.
Business before pleasure."
As she rummaged through her wardrobe to find something small enough for Debbie to
wear, she assured the girl that when this was all over, they would have lots of fun and
plenty of pleasure.
It becomes a new game to Debbie and slowly but surely she grew enthusiastic about it.
Why not go along with Sharon, her new friend, and teach those bastards a lesson they'd
never forget? Why not? Besides, those films simply had to be found!
"Here we are," Sharon suddenly said, pulling a little dress out of the closet. "I wore this
in high school."
Debbie wiggled into it and looked down at herself.
"It fits," she said.
"It sure does," Sharon agreed, with feeling. "In fact, it looks sexier on you than it did on
me."
"Sharon," Debbie breathed. "If you want me to keep my mind on business, stop teasing
me like that. When you look at me that way I want to eat you!"
Sharon giggled and gave her a gentle slap on the ass. "Okay, no more cunt-teasing.
Let's get this behind us, then we'll cunt-tease."
"Shouldn't we wear undies?" Debbie asked.
Sharon laughed. "Hey," she kidded, "if you're going to be a liberated chick with me,
you have to give up those old ideas about undies and keeping your legs closed and all
that stuff."
Debbie beamed brightly. "Right!" she laughed.
Ten minutes later, Debbie in her brief blue minidress and Sharon in her T-shirt and
miniskirt, walked the ten blocks to Fowler Avenue. They left well-trimmed lawns
behind them with the nice homes. On Fowler they looked dwarfed by large tenements,
factories and bars up and down the streets.
"I'm scared," Debbie whispered beside her friend as evil-looking men ogled them.
"Just do what I do," Sharon whispered back.
She paused in front of a bar, a stinking place that reeked of beer and urine, both stale.
"Sharon," Debbie rasped, wide-eyed. "We aren't going in there!"
"Come on. And do exactly what I do."
Inside the bar, the girls had to wait to adjust their eyes to the darkness – and the
sudden silence. Slowly they discovered that they had entered a cave full of vicious
looking men. The bar was lined with grubby, mean-looking males, all of them staring
weirdly at the pretty, clean girls.
Three men came away from their drinks and ambled up to the girls. One of them
slipped behind them and blocked their exit. A tall, bearded guy towered over Sharon
and stared lewdly at her pointing, lifting tits.
"You chicks looking for some action?" he asked roughly.
Sharon swallowed nervously. "N-no. That is – not right now. I mean..."
"Oh, Sharon!" Debbie said. "I thought you could handle it!" She looked up into the
weathered face of the man and said, "We need help."
Raucous laughter filled the room and the bartender growled, "You old enough to be in
here, kid?"
"Shut up, Charlie," the man said, and the bartender quickly went down to the other
end of the bar, out of harm's way.
The man gazed at Debbie's jutting young tits, then murmured, "What kinda help?"
Sharon came to her senses. "Muscle," she said.
"You come to the right place," another voice said.
"What's in it for us?" the man in front of Sharon wanted to know.
Debbie piped up and chirped, "Pussy."
The crowd of males roared and stamped the floor with their feet as they laughed.
The man's dark eyes glanced around at his buddies. He jerked his head at a couple of
them and then he guided Sharon and Debbie to a side table. They all sat down.
"My name's Buck," the man said. "Yours?"
"Debbie. And this is my friend Sharon."
"Okay, Debbie and Sharon," the man grinned. "What's the pitch?"
"You promise to help us?" Debbie said.
Sharon blushed at that and scolded, "Debbie, you aren't talking to a bunch of boys
now."
"Leave her alone," Buck said, laughing. "I think she's cute. Go ahead, kid, what's on
your pretty mind?"
Sharon smiled with admiration as Debbie poured out the whole story. The more Debbie
talked, the more tickled Sharon and the men became. She really was cute, gasping and
panting and blurting out the sordid details. She leaned across the table a few times to
emphasize her statements, and her pointed tits leaned on it cutely, always fascinating
Buck.
Sharon looked around once and noticed that there were two men guarding the front
door and one the back door. She felt a tremor of fear run through her pussy.
When Debbie ended her story, Sharon turned to Buck. "I know you men could rape us
right now and get all the pussy you want from us. But I hope you'll help us first."
"You've got guts coming in here, you know that?" Buck said.
"We're desperate," Sharon said.
"Please help us," Debbie put in pleadingly. "Then all of you can fuck us. I promise."
Buck smiled at her. "Not all of us, baby. Just the ones I pick."
He turned in his chair and looked around the room. "Ben. Lucky. Get over here."
Two huge men lumbered up to the table and Debbie thought she was looking up at
giants. "Yeah, Buck?"
"We're goin' for a ride. Call Ace and tell 'em I need some help."
"Gotcha," one of the men said, then hurried to the wall phone.
"Why more men?" Sharon asked.
Buck snickered. "Because most of the assholes in this joint are nothing but winos. For a
job this size, I need real help. Guys I done time with."
"Time?" Debbie chirped. "You mean – prison?"
Buck laughed loudly. "Yeah, prison. Why? Does that scare you? You look pretty when
you're scared."
She quickly looked away from his penetrating eyes. He was scary! Her cunt moistened
as she thought of what it must be like to lay under a man like him when he was horny!
Sharon had actually thought she and Debbie would be dealing with drunken idiots with
muscles, but to her amazement, Buck was fast and efficient. Within half an hour he had
the bar loaded with big, strappling males, all of them obedient to him for some reason,
as if they owed him.
With the efficiency of a drill sergeant, he ordered his men into cars and trucks. He took
Sharon and Debbie with him and Ace in a big, black limousine.
"Show us the way," he said to Sharon. She directed
Ace, who was driving, with Sharon at his side. Debbie was in the back seat with Buck.
Debbie peered up at the large man beside her and purred, "You really are nice to be
doing this."
"Yeah?" Buck smiled, looking straight ahead.
"Yes," Debbie said softly, and she slipped her hand into his lap.
Buck looked down and watched her little fingers tease along the bulge of his growing
prick.
"You don't have to do anything now," he said in a kind way. "Payment on delivery."
"I-I know," Debbie whispered, leaning closer to him. "I want to do this."
She opened his pants and reached inside. Her slender fingers found his cockshaft rigid
and hot. She worked his dick outside his pants and gasped. It was immense.
"Oh, golly," she breathed.
Buck watched her turn toward him and his prick throbbed wetly. She got both hands
on it and started rubbing it up and down. Her head bowed and her soft hair fell
forward to tickle his dick.
"What are you up to, kid?" he rasped.
"I'm gonna suck you off," Debbie rasped hotly.
Her soft, sexy mouth slid down onto his raging cock and she blew him with a passion.
Buck didn't know it, but he turned out to be the kind of man Debbie was thinking
about the day Phil and Abe picked her up.
Now, as she gazed at his enormous boner slipping in and out of her sucking mouth,
she knew she had found the man's prick she liked and wanted. She bobbed her pretty
head rapidly and sucked him off delightfully.
She used her teeth and tongue and lips, as well as both hands on his dick. She lashed
his cockhead with her cute tongue while her soft hands jacked up and down on his
thick, throbbing cockshaft.
Her dainty fingers found his nuts hot, and she fondled them and teased them as she
worked her sucking mouth faster on his bulging cock.
"Jesus!" Buck groaned.
His big hand moved to the back of her head and he pushed down. At the same time, he
thrust his giant dick up into her mouth. His cockhead found her throat and lodged in
it. Debbie gasped and moaned and held on for dear life as the horny man fucked her
tonsils with his enormous boner.
She knew when he was going to come. She felt his big nuts tighten up against the base
of his thick dick. That excited her, filling her with the need to eat come. She squeezed
his balls lightly and felt his cock jolt in her mouth. In the next instant, his prick was
jumping and jerking viciously as she sucked harder and faster. She sucked the come up
out of his nuts and moaned all through it as his prick shot thick, juicy jism down her
gulping throat.
"Ohhhh, what a nice cock you have!" Debbie breathed.
She came up for air just when the car pulled in front of a familiar-looking house. Fear
gripped her heart.
Buck noticed right away. He hugged her. "Easy, baby. Relax. You're in good hands."
"I hate these people," she said, shuddering.
"Leave them to us," Buck said. "Any chick that sucks me off like you just did gets the
first-class service."
Oddly enough, his words soothed Debbie and she suddenly felt safe and secure. She
looked up into his broken, scarred face and smiled sweetly.
"I can't wait to pay you off," she giggled. "I want your cock up my pussy."
"Pretty soon," Buck laughed. "We don't fool around. We'll make short work of this
bunch."
He climbed out of the car and motioned silently for his men to gather around him.
Sharon and Debbie stood aside and watched, fascinated.
Buck ordered six men around the back of the big house. The other five he kept with
him. He called to Sharon and Debbie and the girls moved with the band of men into
the house. Quietly but determinedly, all twelve men got into the house from front and
rear. When Buck saw what was going on, four chicks on the stage were getting fucked
by Great Danes, he turned to Sharon and said, "You say this has been going on since
yesterday?"
"Yes!" Sharon gasped.
"It's a fucking marathon!" a man said thickly, watching the hot action on stage.
"Where do they get all the chicks?" another rasped.
"Off the street!" Debbie said hotly, angered once again by what had happened to her.
"Those two men sitting over there!" she said, pointing. "Those are the ones who
brought me here!"
"And you?" Buck said to Sharon. "Where's this Mr. Big you've been telling me about?"
"Over there," she said. "See? The man with the white hair surrounded by girls."
"Holy shit!" a voice gasped. "That's..."
"Shut up!" Buck commanded.
He worried his lower lip for a moment and his eyes darkened.
Sharon whispered, "Is it too much for you, Buck?"
"Not for me," he replied. "But I don't know about some of these guys."
"Why?" she wanted to know. "Who is he?"
"Warren Jainchill," Buck said as if he were saying a holy name. "Quiet now. Let me
think. We never do a job unless we have mutual agreement. That's our way. I'll have to
consult the boys."
"But what if we're seen? What if..."
"Sorry, baby, but we're playing with dynamite here. Just cool your heels a minute." He
turned to Ace. "Send me any guy with us who Jainchill can recognize."
A few minutes later, two men appeared at Buck's side. Buck quickly filled them in on
the fact that this was a Jainchill House. Then he gave them the choice of staying or
going. Both men hurried away, afraid that if Jainchill saw them, they'd be ruined for
life.
"So we've got ten guys left," Buck said philosophically. "We got it made."
"Then you're going to go through with it?" Sharon chirped excitedly.
"You're fuckin' A," Buck said. "Not just to get at your pretty ass either. There's a
helluva lot of bread in this fucking place!"
To Sharon's amazement, Buck simply walked through the room, right past Jainchill,
and climbed up on the lighted stage. Ignoring the girls getting horribly fucked by four
dogs, he walked up to the overseer and decked him with a right. He grabbed the
microphone.
"Okay, folks," he announced. "Just take it easy. This is a raid."
All hell broke loose and Debbie had to hold her ears against the sudden uproar of
people's yells and screams. The audience had misunderstood Buck to mean that it was a
police raid.
Jainchill thought that, too. He leaped to his feet and yelled out, "Everybody relax! Just
relax." He whirled on Buck and stared coldly up at him. "Just who the fuck are you?
What precinct? Give me your goddamned badge number and get your asses out of
here!"
Buck grinned in a way that gave Jainchill the sneaking suspicion that he wasn't dealing
with law enforcement agents at all. He peered around the room and saw that they were
surrounded by men with guns in their hands. He swallowed hard and looked back at
Buck.
"Just a minute here," he said, more docilely. "This can be worked out very simply. How
much do you want to stop this nonsense? Name your price."
"You're going to pay our price, buddy," Buck said with an evil grin. He nodded to one
of his men and said, "Bring that bastard up here. And those two bastards, too."
Abe and Phil Cooper turned white.


Chapter 10

Debbie and Sharon looked on with mounting excitement as Abe and Phil Cooper and
Warren Jainchill were hauled up onto the stage.
Buck ordered his men to remove all the male guests from the room and to lock them in
the basement rooms.
He took one of his buddies aside and whispered, "While you're down there, go through
all wallets and purses and collect their money and jewels." When that order of business
was taken care of, he turned to the shocked audience of women and said, "Sharon.
Debbie. Come on up here."
The minute Abe and Phil Cooper saw Debbie, they knew why they had been singled
out by the big, angry man. Phil's mouth flapped wordlessly.
Abe groveled before the girl. "Hey, I didn't mean to hurt you!" he cried. "It was my
brother's idea. And Mr. Jainchill ordered us to bring you here."
"Listen to this crap," Buck laughed. He turned to Abe and said, "Shut up."
Abe's mouth shut tight and his brother glared at him.
When his men returned from their chore in the basement, Buck barked some more
orders. "Ken. Smitty. Get up there and gather all those films. I want them all in the
back seat of my car in ten minutes." "Right," a man said,
"Then get back down here," Buck added. He looked at all the scantily clad female
attendants. "Some of these goodies are for you, too."
The two men howled with laughter and scrambled up the camera booms to retrieve the
incriminating films. Some of the attendants cowered, realizing that the shoe was now
on another foot. Even the powerful Mr. Jainchill looked awfully weak.
Jainchill was not accustomed to people giving him orders. He glowered at Buck. "Just
who in hell do you think you are? Do you know who I am? I can buy and sell a dozen
punks like you!"
He shouldn't have said that to Buck. Buck looked around the stage and saw the
benches. He glanced at Debbie and asked, "Is this the bench you were strapped to?"
"No," Debbie said, pointing. "That one."
Buck jerked his head at a couple of his men and said, "Cuff this bastard to that bench.
On his chest."
Jainchill bellowed loudly at two men dragged him to the bench. They forced him down
on it, on his chest, and they cuffed his wrists and ankles.
"I'll have you killed for this!" Jainchill roared. His face reddened and he looked like he
could bite nails. Neither Buck nor his men cared what the old man said.
When Jainchill realized that he was dealing with men who weren't afraid of him, he
changed his tactics. He twisted his head around so he could see Buck.
"Now listen here," he said. "I'll give you ten thousand dollars to set me free. Twenty
thousand. Thirty! But stop this."
"You're talking to the wrong person," Buck said. "It's these ladies you have to please."
Jainchill's cold, hard eyes darted from Debbie to Sharon and back again. "What do you
want?" he rasped. "Mink coats? Limousines? You name it. You know I can give you
anything 'you ask for. Come on now, you've humiliated me enough."
Debbie's eyes flared. "You call that humiliation? You still have your clothes on!"
"That's right!" Sharon piped. "You sure had your fun watching us naked and getting
raped by your fucking animals!"
Buck understood completely. He turned to a small group of attendants and picked out
two luscious chicks.
"You two. Come here," he ordered.
When the girls were at his side, he jerked his head toward Jainchill. "Get his pants
down."
One of the girls piped, "His pants? I can't do that to him!"
Buck saw the overseer's whip on the floor, coiled up like a snake. He picked it up and
hefted the big, black handle.
"How would you like a taste of this?" he asked, grinning lewdly.
Both girls rushed to Jainchill. One bent over him and loosened his belt. The other
straddled his manacled legs and yanked his pants down, exposing expensive silk shorts.
"Those, too," Buck said when the girl hesitated. He snapped the whip on the floor and
the forked end of it landed near her bare feet.
She quickly pulled Jainchill's shorts down to his knees. She couldn't help taking a look
at his dangling cock and balls. She had always wondered what he looked like naked.
Buck turned to Debbie and Sharon. "What now?" he asked.
"There's a Great Dane around here somewhere," Debbie said evenly.
Buck nailed one of his men with his eyes and said, "Go find a Great Dane."
Jainchill twisted his head around again and stared at Debbie and Sharon. Then he
looked at Buck. "You're not serious! We men have to stick together. You can't really do
what they ask!"
Buck just grinned at him as his pal came back with a huge Great Dane on a leash.
Jainchill's eyes grew wider and wider as Buck asked Debbie and Sharon precisely how
the bench's apparatus worked.
"I'm not sure about that bar there," Sharon She glanced at one of the pretty attendants.
"Ask her. That bitch seems pretty good at strapping girls down on this fucking thing."
Buck grabbed the girl by the arm and pushed her toward the bench. "You know what
we want."
She did know and she was frightened enough by Buck and his gang that she quickly
adjusted the bar at the height necessary to accommodate the Dane.
"Now what?" Buck asked, forcing the girl to cooperate.
"The-the dog's front paws go up here," she stammered. "Then the bench can be
lowered or raised in order to – well, you know."
"I see," Buck said. He turned to Debbie and Sharon and said, "This is simple enough.
What do you say? Feel like being attendants now instead of victims?"
Debbie and Sharon laughed excitedly and replaced the attendants at the special bench.
Jainchill ranted and raved as the chicks adjusted the bench to the proper height. He
yelled at the top of his lungs when the Great Dane's big dick stabbed blindly at his ass.
"Stop!" he screamed, shaking with rage. "You can't do this! You can't let a dog fuck a
man!"
"That's what you think, you bastard," Sharon spit.
Debbie leaned over so Jainchill could see her face. She smiled sweetly. "If it felt good up
my pussy, it must feel even better in your asshole. After all, you've never been fucked
there. Or have you?"
"You fucking bitch!" Jainchill swore. "I'll get you for this. The world isn't big enough
for you to hide in! You'll pay!"
"I don't think so," Buck said, slipping an arm around Debbie's slim waist. "The next
time you see her she won't be alone and helpless."
Debbie moaned when she heard him say that and she pressed her tits against him and
rubbed her cunt against his thigh.
Sharon was busy guiding the dog. With malice, she reached down and grasped the
dog's prick-sheath.
"This is the first time I liked doing this here," she laughed.
She closed her fist around his sheath and slowly jerked up and down until she saw his
huge red cock poking out. Then she pumped it vigorously, making it big and stiff and
wet. She tickled his nuts, too, just to make his dick real hard. The dog started humping
and whining.
Sharon giggled with excitement. She straddled the dog's back and reached around him
with both hands. Gripping his throbbing prick tightly, she guided the wet end of it to
Jainchill's open and exposed asshole.
The man howled with pain and humiliation as the thick dog-cock ripped up into his
tight asshole. The Great Dane didn't know the difference between a girl's cunt-hole and
a man's asshole. All he knew was that his prick felt damned good drilling into a tight
hole!
Once he was fucking with all his strength and power, Sharon backed off and watched
the action with the others. Buck and his boys howled with laughter to see Jainchill
gasping and writhing, trying to escape that plunging, drilling doggie-cock.
They couldn't watch too long, though. Just the sight of the dog-prick sliding in and out
of any hole got them horny. Buck gave the signal for his men to have a ball and all hell
broke loose on and off stage.
Pretty girls ran everywhere, but were always captured by raunchy, horny men. One
chick was floored in the middle of the stage and a big guy shoved all of his throbbing
dick up into her defenseless cunt.
Another attendant got stripped naked even as she ran around trying to get away. First
her bikini top was ripped from her body and her lush tits jiggled fleshily as she ran
screaming. The man after her lunged and caught his fingers in her bikini bottom. It
tore off in his hand as she frantically pulled away. He caught her as she rounded one of
the cages on stage and he forced her to her knees where he shoved his aching dick
down her throat.
Debbie watched wide-eyed as Buck's men grabbed girls and raped them unmercifully.
She saw the Great Dane fucking wildly into Jainchill's sore asshole. All of it pleased her.
"Oh, Sharon," she gasped, "isn't it exciting?"
"Y-yes," Sharon stammered.
Debbie looked at her and saw her face all red and flushed. "What's the matter?"
"All of this is getting me so horny," the blonde confessed.
"Mmmmmm, me, too," Debbie admitted.
They giggled together then and winked at one another, both having the same idea at
the same time. Laughing like two cats who had eaten the canaries, they converged on
Buck.
"Hey!" he yelped when the girls grabbed his hands and pulled at him.
"Come on, you lovable hunk of man," Sharon giggled.
"Fuck us," Debbie laughed.
He blinked as they stripped naked and clawed at his pants. "Both of you at once!" he
rasped.
"Sure. Why not? We're all friends," Debbie said.
The girls got him stark naked and saw his prick rising up stiff and wet. They laughed
and pushed him down onto a comfortable bench.
"We don't have to shackle this stud," Sharon said, watching his big dick throb in midair.
"We sure don't," Debbie agreed, seeing the size of his cock.
"Let's show him how much we appreciate what he's doing for us," Sharon cooed.
Debbie got his mouth and Sharon got his prick. Debbie straddled his face and settled
her furry young cunt on his lips. Sharon straddled his hips and worked her tight pussy
down on his rigid fuck-pole. Just moments later, both girls moaned hotly and twisted
their cunts homily on him.
Buck was glad to please them both. He drilled his hot tongue up into Debbie's sweet
twat and fucked his large cock up into Sharon's clenching, squirming pussy.
He grabbed Debbie's wild hips and held onto her as he ate her out. Using his lips,
tongue and teeth, he got her off several times as Sharon wailed with cummy pleasure on
his stiff prick.
Sharon shrieked and shook all over as her pussy creamed. She closed her eyes in
rapture and fucked her cunt up and down rapidly on his marvelous dick, getting off
wetly.
Buck felt her pussy choking his rigid cock and it excited his nuts to the point of no
return. He pulled on Debbie's hips and fucked his tongue way up into her horny pussy
hole as he pumped his load of jism into Sharon's twisting, grinding twat.
Debbie screamed. "I 'm-I'm-Ohhh, I'm commmiiinnnggg!"
Her young body trembled violently on Buck's face and she came juicily on his sucking
mouth as he pumped big wads of jism up into Sharon's screwing pussy.
As she came all over Buck's face, Debbie saw female attendants pushed into the cages
with the animals. The various beasts attacked the girls immediately and Debbie found
herself coming wildly on Buck's tongue as her hot eyes witnessed the beastly rape of so
many pretty girls. In her moments of divine bliss, she understood why Jainchill's
customers would pay so much to see a sight like this.
It was a tremendous high point in Debbie's life. As guy after guy fucked her and
Sharon, she thought she could never duplicate this delight. Men fucked her in her every
hole as girls got screwed all over the place.
Debbie was in seventh heaven when Sharon crawled over to her on all fours and licked
at her mouth.
"Hi, baby," Sharon cooed. "How ya doin'?"
"Mmmmm, marvelous," Debbie panted, feeling creamy-dreamy.
"Good," Sharon whispered into her ear. "It's time for us to split."
Debbie's eyes went wide with amazement. "Split? What do you mean?"
Sharon pretended to be making lesbian love to her. "Listen to me, Debbie. This is a
matter of survival. You and I have been through a helluva lot. Now we got our revenge.
Look at that bastard on the bench. Just look at all the doggie-jism leaking out of his
asshole. But it's over. Sooner or later Buck and his men are going to think of us, you
and me."
"Wh-what's wrong with that?" Debbie wanted to know. "Use your head, kitten," Sharon
rasped. "They'd like to make us sex-slaves, too. If we leave here with them, we'll still
lose our freedom."
"Oh, they wouldn't do that!" Debbie gasped.
"Don't kid yourself. Men are men. Don't you think they'd like to save you for
themselves? Hell, a cute kid like you doesn't come along every day!"
"Golly," Debbie breathed. "I didn't think of it that way."
"Well, think of it now. Buck has been nice to us. But we have to stick together. Try to
remember what we talked about when we were slaves here. You and me, living and
loving together in my place. Remember?"
"Oh, yes, Sharon, of course I remember!"
"What do you say? Want to still be with me?"
"Yes!"
"All right," Sharon whispered, glancing around slyly. "Let's just slowly get ourselves
some clothes and sneak out of here. They won't miss us for a long time. They're all so
busy getting fucked and sucked."
Sharon was right, Debbie discovered. No one even asked them what they were doing as
they nonchalantly walked out the front door.
"One more thing," Sharon cooed.
Debbie looked on with admiration as the girl went to Buck's car and collected all the
films. Then both girls ran, laughing.
They dropped the films into the river and made their way across town to Sharon's pad.
And there they began their new life together.
It was totally new to Debbie. After a good night's sleep, she awoke refreshed and
grateful to Sharon for all she had done. Before a hearty breakfast, they sucked each
other's cunt, which resulted in a tumultuous orgasm for both of them.
"Ohhhh, this is nice," Debbie cooed after she had come.
"And it's going to get better," Sharon promised. "You'll see."
Slowly but surely, Debbie learned what her friend meant. Sharon didn't ever pay a
fucking thing for all that she got. She simply traded pussy for everything.
Debbie caught on real quick. She soon saw that when Sharon said she was going to do
the grocery shopping, that meant she would wind up flat on her back in the rear of the
store, fucking the life out of the owner in exchange for a cart full of groceries.
Debbie caught on quickly and for the next month she did the grocery shopping, going
to the store once a week and paying Mr. Albright for the food with her sweet cunt.
Paying the rent was fun, too. She and Sharon took turns paying Mr. Brennan, who
dutifully provided a signed rent receipt after each fuck session with one of them. He
particularly liked to fuck Debbie in her young mouth because she sucked up his come
with a passion.
Each night Debbie thanked Sharon for the new way of life by sucking her sweet pussy.
Her days and nights became miraculous to her and she grew happier and happier.
The nightmare of the animal circus was left behind them forever. But the memory of
certain moments on that stage never did leave Debbie's hot young mind.
Sharon arrived home one afternoon to find her sexy little friend curled up on the sofa
with a French poodle. She froze in the doorway and stared wide-eyed at Debbie, who
was moaning and thrusting her hips up and down as the hungry little dog lapped and
licked her pussy.
"Debbie, how – how can you do something like that after what we've been through?"
Sharon gasped, closing the door.
Debbie giggled and cooed, "I couldn't help myself. I was all alone here and I got to
thinking about the good parts of our experience. I mean, it wasn't all that bad, was it?
Some of those doggie-pricks felt darned good up my pussy. And those tongues! Don't
you ever think about that?"
Sharon burst into laughter and peeled her clothes off. Naked, she pranced to the sofa
and pulled the groveling poodle away from Debbie's juicy, leaking twat.
"Yes, I do think of that," she giggled.
With that, she fell gasping to the floor and invited the dog between her splayed legs and
let it eat her hot cunt.
"Sharon!" Debbie squealed, dropping to the floor with her. "He's my dog!"
But they laughed and kissed and hugged, and they shared the dog for a long, long time,
each getting off with it between man-fucks.


THE END
