When Ellen remembered fully what had happened, she had flushed with shame and tried to flee, but the fat man had stopped her at the door of the kitchen, and Dominique and Maxwell Carter had quickly followed after him. In the ensuing struggle, they had literally ripped her clothes from her ripe young body until her naked breasts were quivering in the air and all of her flesh seemed to be prey to the maddening grasp of demanding hands as well as hungry lips and lapping tongues.
The fat man pressed her mouth open in a frantic, raping kiss, shoving his big tongue all the way down her throat until she gagged. At the same time fingers were inserted and toyed with her tender little pussy, sliding sleekly in through the sparse pubic hairs and tickling at her defenseless cuntal lips until they were finally rewarded a light seepage of clear fluid. There were fingers on her rounded buttocks as well, taking big handfuls of flesh in greedy grabs; hands pulling at her bobbing breasts as if they were cow udders; lips sucking hungrily at her nipples; and worst of all, dogs’ tongues lapping all over at her nakedly vulnerable flesh, licking up the moist crevice of her ass-cheeks to make her tiny puckering anus tingle madly. She seemed to be mere food, animal prey, for a gang of sensual vultures. Every time she slapped a hand away, another came to take its place, or a tongue. She was licked and lapped and kissed and squeezed and fondled in so many different places that she couldn’t keep track. Eventually she weakened and surrendered to the unequal struggle. Everything in her lushly ripening body seemed to go lax. Their continual massaging, groping, fondling of her newly-aroused flesh simply destroyed her will. Now the beautiful thirteen year old blonde was naked as the day she was born and a mere plaything in their urgent hands and lips, while two searing German shepherd tongues burned off any resistance that might have been left to their ravishingly savage depredations on her quivering young flesh.
“Oh! Oh!” she cried. “Where are you taking me?”
Maxwell Carter easily lifted her struggling form and carried her back across the marble-tiled foyer beneath the high, dangling chandelier, down the steps and into the library.
“Please! Oh, please let me go!” came her piteous wail.
“She’s not near enough softened up yet,” came Dominique’s answering husky voice somewhere behind her. “We’ve got to fuck her until she’s crazy about it, and remembers everything, and lives only for that. Get Lucifer and Handsome to fuck the life out of her again, Maxwell. This time so that there’s no mistaking the total effect. We can’t afford to have her running home to momma with naughty stories. If we can’t get her to beg us for it, then we’re finished. She’s only thirteen years old.”
The fat man, behind her, laughed as he grappled with their struggling young love-slave. “Don’t worry,” he smirked. “No young doll ever got fucked by Lucifer that didn’t live just to love him for it. She’ll never want a man as long as she lives.”
“No!” Ellen screamed, her arms and legs thrashing wildly as yet again a burning hot animal tongue snaked into her sweating backside crevice and pressed lingeringly against her trembling anal opening. “What-what are you doing to me? Help! Don’t! I beg you. I don’t need it! I don’t want it! Please let me go!”
Maxwell Carter laughed, as if he had just heard the funniest statement ever made. They dragged her with ferocious, enslaving resolve across the plush purple carpet, then up the brief stairs into the secluded bedroom with its large round bed and bright red sheets. Now she was struggling and squirming and kicking in something akin to panic.
“Stop it, you silly little bitch! You’d better do as we say,” said Carter, shoving some photographs under her nose. “Don’t make us tie you up again, or we’ll show these to your high-and-mighty mother.”
Ellen shook her long blonde hair around and gazed weakly at the pictures. They were of herself and Handsome and that other dog, doing the most obscene things imaginable!
“Please, please,” she whimpered, tears welling from her pretty blue eyes, her arms straining in their dominating grasp. “What-what have you done to me? Why are you doing this to me!?” The full horror of what was happening swept scathingly through her incredulous mind. This couldn’t be happening to her. She had heard about teenage girls being raped, but never by nice people like this. And certainly never including German shepherds in the vile act! How could she have allowed herself to be so used?
“It’s no use,” came Carter’s surprisingly rough and husky voice, “she’s resisting too much. We’ll have to tie her up.”
“She hasn’t been fucked in the ass yet,” said the fat man. “She’s still a little virgin in her ass-hole. That’s where Lucifer really wins them. Let him ram that big red pike up her ass-hole until she goes dizzy with it.”
Dominique had readied the bed now, and they gripped her tightly from seemingly every angle as they forced her naked teenaged body down on it. She damped her legs tightly together and drew them up, attempting to hide her precious treasure from their licentious gaze. But it was no use. In another moment they had spread-eagled her legs and her arms were above her head as they tied wrists and ankles, securing them with leather straps to facsimile bedposts at four points around the circular bed. The helpless young girl squirmed against her bonds, sobbing, until they felt as though they would cut through her wrists. It was hopeless.
Maxwell Carter sat down on the bed and it sagged under his weight so that she rolled slightly towards him. “I’m going to ask you just to save us all a lot of trouble. Believe me, eventually you’re going to be in love with Handsome here,” — he indicated the panting dog — “everybody is! Without exception! So why make things hard on yourself? If you’ll just submit and admit that you love him fucking you, you’ll make it easier on all of us.”
“I’ll never do that!” she cried, her face contorting with outrage and fear combined. “You drugged me last night! I know you did. Otherwise I’d never have done that. Let me go and I’ll promise to forget it all. Please!”
Maxwell shook his head wearily and sighed. “Okay,” he said, “I guess there’s nothing left but to go through with it.” His right hand swept around suddenly and his fingers stroked affectionately in the sparse blonde pubic hair on the mound at the base of her rapidly rising and falling belly. He dug through the yellow curls and there was an involuntary jerk of her youthful hips at the unexpected probe of her sensitive secret parts. “She’s a natural blonde, too,” Carter muttered, as if not quite believing it.
“Please stop that! Don’t! You got me drunk last night! I didn’t enjoy any of it!” Her pelvis screwed down into the mattress desperately to try to avoid his obscene fondling. “Get away from me! Please!”
Carter moved his outstretched finger up and down in her fear-moistened slit and looked at the two dogs that were sitting ready and waiting, their long tongues hanging out and gleaming with saliva. “Then you do remember Handsome and Lucifer here eating you and fucking you?” he asked.
“No! No! I don’t remember!” she lied, her voluptuous torso squirming as the far man and Dominique appeared on either sides of the bed in order to each caress a separate breast. A moment later, as if by some secret signal, they guided the girl’s erect little nipples upward into their hungrily salivating mouths. Now in addition to Maxwell Carter’s brutal finger fucking up inside her relatively dry and unready young cunt, there was also these two, laving her breasts and sucking as if her sensitively throbbing nipples were all they wanted in the entire world.
A moan of pain escaped from Ellen’s tortured lips, and her inner thighs relaxed voluntarily in order to ease the excruciating hurt.
“Come on,” Carter prodded, his fiery finger digging deeper and being rewarded with some seepage. “Admit these two dogs fucked you good.”
“Yes, yesssssssss,” she hissed as she relented to escape the cruel ravishing hand, and hoping for a respite from the wonderfully exciting mauling that was making her breasts harden and tingle with sensation. “They did. Yesssss, they did!”
“Did what?” he demanded lewdly. “Come on, say it!”
“They fucked me! Fucked me good!” There, she had admitted it, spitting out the words in a combination of pain, humiliation, shame, and rapidly expanding pleasure. She clenched her fluttering eyelids tightly shut, trying to blank out the sight of his perversely triumphant leer. If only someone could save her — even though the humiliation would be even greater when her rescuers stormed into the room and saw what these vile people were doing to her. She would have to chance it. Abruptly she began screaming at the top of her lungs until Dominique dealt her savage open-handed slap across her right cheek.
“No one can hear you here, my dear,” said Carter in a leisurely drawl as he lit up a cigarette. “The house is soundproofed from top to bottom. And your mother doesn’t expect you back until Monday morning. Why don’t you just relax and swim with it. It’s going to get you eventually, you know.” He passed the marijuana cigarette over and forced it through her lips. She began to cough, then something inside of her instinctively began to puff smoothly on the noxious weed. Almost immediately a warmish, relaxed feeling entered her upper thighs and seemed to spread upward from there.
Her tight little vagina received another cruel thrust of Carter’s finger, causing her to wince and cry out. “No one can hear you, little blondie,” gloated Carter. “Looks like we’ll just have to pull on those gorgeous big tits of yours until you come around.”
And in a sense he was right in his prediction that she would “come around”. For by now Dominique and the fat man had been sucking and squeezing her breasts for so long that they felt like fruit so ripe that it was just bursting to be picked. The tiny red tips had blossomed out into high, tough buds that tingled frantically with each electric lick of the talented tongues.
Carter laughed at her discomfiture and pushed the entire wedge of his fingers joined together into the little hair-lined opening of her squirming young pussy until they came in contact with the wetly heated walls of her vagina. Then his fingers narrowed and bunched, gently running in and out of her. Ellen blushed furiously with shame at the marvelous feelings swirling in her awakening young cunt from this expert ministration. It was obscene for her to enjoy it so much she knew, but she couldn’t help herself. Even the humiliation was an aspect which seemed to heighten the wonderful urgings in her belly. His fingers circled around up inside her pussy unhindered by resistance and increasing her lubrication by the second.
By now deeply pleasurable shocks were shooting through the frayed nerve endings of her hotly aroused body as her inner thighs became flooded with the same clear honeyish liquid covering his fingers and hand. Her firm-fleshed buttocks ground backward into the mattress, struggling to quench the lewdly searing flame which was now consuming morals, mind and reason. But the fire continued to rage, and she found herself moaning with deep felt pleasure despite her best will.
Carter snickered and played cruelly on by placing his thumbs on her moistly quivering pussy lips and pulled the heated layers of vaginal flesh slowly apart. Ellen breathed heavily, striving with everything in her to recapture some of her fast ebbing moral strength.
And then she gave way.
The enslaved blonde thirteen year old groaned in defeat and acknowledgment of her lewd desire, as exquisite tinglings reverberated through the rising bud of her clitoris and upward into the nipples of her throbbing breasts, her straining thighs relaxing loosely in a wash of pure pleasure. Her saliva-glistening breasts rose and fell tremulously under the fingers that were twisting and turning them and the mouths sucking on them.
Carter pushed her unresisting thighs wide with the rough palms of his hands and gestured once to Handsome. The well-trained dog eagerly got up off his haunches and came over immediately…
Through a haze of molten sensuality Ellen sensed the mattress-sagging presence of Handsome’s shaggy weight coming up silently on the bed before her, somewhere below her widely-spread knees. She could hear him panting, and this seemed to urge the devils to dance faster around the rough pink edges of her naked cunt which now felt like a hot empty tunnel needing desperately to be filled. Her passion-dazed eyes widened and focused on Handsome’s tongue that was slaving before her, dangling wetly from the side of his mouth. Her eyes locked greedily on it, for she knew this beautiful German shepherd was capable of making her whole again, capable of extinguishing the raging fire in her loins that was threatening to drive her mad. The fears of debauchery and humiliation were forgotten. She needed but one thing now, as Maxwell Carter’s fingers fucked in and out of her heatedly quivering pussy and the fat man and Dominique sucked at her throbbing young breasts; she needed Handsome’s tongue… Handsome’s penis.
“Like what you see, Ellen?” Carter whispered hotly into her little shell-like ear. “Like to have his tongue lick your cunt? Want to have him fuck you? What do you say?”
An involuntary shudder of desire shook her from toenails to hair ends. Yes, she did want that! But how could she bring herself to admit it?
And all the while the gentle, maddening laving of her vulnerable exposed young body by three sets of mouths, hands and fingers continued, driving her wild. It was inhuman for them to torture her like this… inhuman… inhuman… inhuman…
“Yessss,” she hissed with a tearful whimper, the tone of her voice approaching that of a mournful, broken croak. “Yessss, do it! Oh… pleeeeease!”
The faces of her three tormentors lit with triumph. “Not so fast,” said Carter, stilling them with his hand upraised. “Just what is it you want Handsome to do with it — say it! You want him to fuck it! Say it!”
“Yes!” she cried, all barriers down, straining at the cruel bonds which held her so that her teeth gnashed tightly from the pain. “I want him to fuck me with it! Hurry! Please let him! Oh God, I’m dying!”
“Do you want him to lick your cunt? Say it!”
“Yes-yes! Only hurry! Please let him lick my… my cunt!”
Carter laughed and took away the restraining hand from Handsome’s brightly buckled collar. The well-trained German shepherd immediately made for the helpless, desire-shivering spread-eagled girl, his longish pink tongue snaking out and curling through the hair-lined furrow of her wetly seeping pussy.
“Ooooooohhh!” she moaned, straining at her bonds like one possessed. All the pleasure in the world seemed to be surging through her debauched and quavering loins. Her head flailed from side to side, her long golden hair like a wind-blown veil.
Around the bed her three predators hurried to undo the confining ropes from her wrists and ankles. Ellen scarcely noticed them. The passion-crazed thirteen year old blonde beauty was awash in a sea of lascivious lust and had no notice for anything in the world other than this marvelous feeling between her legs. “Lick deeper, lick harder!” she screamed in desperation as Handsome’s talented tongue curled like a scroll and began flickering in and out of her hotly pulsating vagina. She groaned with frustration, splaying her legs over the big bed as her bonds were loosened, opening herself as wide as possible in order to give the big German shepherd easier access to her quivering femininity.
“All right, Lucifer,” came the fat man’s voice from somewhere. “Show them what you can do now.”
And then there was another sagging series of movements on the bed as the other German shepherd got on top of it, circling around on her right side. His long red tongue lashed out lizard-like and slipped into her open mouth before she was able to defend herself, and then to her surprise she found that she wanted it there, in there, fucking her mouth. She sucked on his tongue in a wild frenzy of lust, her flesh trapped in a whirlpool of raw desire unlike any other feeling she had ever known before in her life.
Down below, Handsome’s savagely licking tongue worked mercilessly at her wantonly writhing pussy, bringing gasps of pure happiness through the soul-sucking kiss she was engaging in with the other dog. She felt as if her peak was only a milli-second away. If only they didn’t stop… no… didn’t stop…
She buffeted her hot young cunt up into Handsome’s snout hungrily, tears of frustration running down her passion-inflamed cheeks. Oh God, she thought, hopelessly enslaved as they had said she would be, I am their slave. They can do what they want with me. I don’t care! I love it, love it! It’s like dying. Oh Christ!
Ellen’s sex-drugged body was writhing out of control, her eyes glazed and smoky with lust. The thirteen year old was beyond objecting to anything at all now. She wanted her belly filled with vast pools of molten sperm, wanted to be able to feel it sloshing around wetly inside her like warm quicksilver.
Handsome spread her fleshy young pussy lips joyously apart with his hot dredging tongue, following the soft path of light fuzz down into the moist inner layers of her cringing cunt. The tiny pink bud of Ellen’s clitoris clung to the velvety wet surface of his enormous tongue, and she wanted to shriek in rapture each time that sensitive nerve ending accidentally collided with one of his teeth.
She clenched her eyes tightly shut, alive with happiness and joyous desire at the whirlpools of sensation that were swirling so ecstatically throughout her aroused young body. Her pelvis jerked forward, fairly burying the big dog’s snout in her hotly throbbing cunt. The fire down below had replaced every other thought she had ever had.
Now her freed hands didn’t know which head to caress first, Handsome’s or Lucifer’s. The second German shepherd had filled her mouth with his gigantic tongue, and she sucked on it hungrily, drawing sustenance from it which burned right down into her breasts and from there into her tautly rippling belly. Her entire body felt like a great open fissure in the earth begging to be filled, aching, urging, agonizing to be engorged and stuffed with fiery hot flesh. Nothing else in the world mattered now, just the flicking, dancing slap of that loving doggish tongue on her cuntal furrow and the other flooding her mouth with its hot, fleshy muscularity. Lucifer slipped his tongue out of her urgently sucking lips and began to lick her naked flesh as if she were a lollipop, lapping wetly at her throat, neck, sleek white shoulders and finally, her ardently pulsating young breasts…
“Aarrrggghhh… ooohhh yesss… lick my tits… oh God… beautiful… beautiful… like that… ooooohhh darling lover ooooooohhhhh…”
The dog growled thrillingly, making her pelvis muscles shiver with excitement, lapping at her burning hot nipples until they felt as if they were going to explode. Then again it licked on up over her throbbing, straining young throat, licking at her nose and eyes and cheeks, the thick hot saliva soaking her skin. She rotated her desire-contorted face all around, searching with her open mouth for that wonderfully licking tongue. She found it again and sucked it deep into her throat with a low, ecstatic animal groan.
The lewdly leering faces of her three tormentors hung over the bed within inches of the thirteen year old girl’s straining, lust-racked nakedness, watching delightedly as this shamelessly aroused blonde beauty was worked over by the two German shepherds. She was dimly aware of their hands squeezing her exquisitely throbbing breasts and their fingers pinching her nipples as Lucifer licked around them. Her flesh felt as if it were covered with beautifully licking tongue and caressing hands. The exotically decorated bedroom had become an enormous octopus with thousands of grasping tentacles reaching out to lewdly fondle her sex-enslaved young body. Handsome’s immense tongue was an uncontrollable monster spinning upward into her belly and about to come frantically, willy-nilly, out through her mouth, and curl around her white neck and silken, blonde-tressed shoulders to dissolve her very molecules. That ardently fucking tongue was tearing her soul from her body and devouring it with great gulps of depraved sensuality.
Hands rubbed obscenely over her squirming ass-cheeks from both sides of the bed fingers pulled excitingly at her fleshy hair-covered cuntal lips in order to give Handsome greater entrance for his murderous, soul-dredging tongue. She felt someone’s fingertip probing underneath her buttocks into the sweat-soaked cleft leading toward her wildly puckering anus, and the flicking teasingly at it like another tongue. She winced as the outstretched finger suddenly popped through the tight little anal ring and forced its way deeply upward into the hot rubbery flesh within. It moved around, expanding the tiny hole until the palm of the invisible intruding hand was flat against her smoothly undulating buttocks, the entire finger embedded deep up inside the throbbing hot tunnel, its tip tingling maddeningly against a wildly excitable gland inside there that she’d never ever dreamed she’d had. Would wonders never cease! What else did these wonderful people know about making her body happy? They knew more by far than she had ever known herself!
Now the finger embedded in her nether passage joined Handsome’s rhythmically plunging hot tongue in pistoning her helpless loins, bringing groans of agony and gasps of lewd delight from her open mouth in time to their simultaneous fucking of her love-dissolved flesh.
Her outrageous debasement and subjugation flooded her bloodstream with a masochistic pleasure that was totally new. Her pelvis gyrated wildly with abandoned pleasure as the finger in her anus began stroking in and out, faster and faster. “Yessss,” she hissed. “Goooooood… oooooohhh ssssooooo goooooood…” the naked teenager crooned, thrashing lewdly. “Don’t stop! Oh please! Don’t ever stop!”
She twisted her upturned buttocks faster and faster, trying to keep up with their savage rape of her ecstatically exploding loins, which seemed to be issuing hot lava from every fissure. Wave upon wave of indescribable pleasure burned through her nervous system, curling her toes and fingers as if they were twigs in a roaring conflagration. Her liquid passion gushed in a flood onto Handsome’s handsome face and flowed in sticky washes all over her shivering thighs, soaking the mattress beneath her wildly grinding buttocks.
“Do you think she’s ready?” came Dominique’s husky contralto from somewhere off in the universe.
“I do,” said Carter beside her. And then suddenly strong hands were gripping her and pushing her over onto all fours on the giant bed, and Handsome’s tongue had left her loins just as Lucifer’s had left her French kissing mouth.
“Wait! Let me go!” she screamed. “Where are they? Put them back! Where are my dogs? Where are my lovers? What have you done with them?” She struggled wildly as they forced her into her new position.
“She’s ready all right,” came Carter’s voice. “Take it easy, little lady. In another second you’re going to have all the German shepherd that any woman can handle. Dominique, start the cameras. She’s primed like a fuckin’ firecracker. You were right about Lucifer, Angie. Don’t know how we forgot to get her ass fucked last night. Totally slipped my mind.”
“So long as it didn’t slip your rod,” came the fat man’s voice. “You’ve got to stop playing with it so much. You’re not keeping your mind on business.”
“Enough talk. Christ, she’s a wildcat. Grab her!”
They struggled silently for several moments longer as Maxwell Carter gripped her neck strongly, trying to force her shoulders down, and the other man tried to control her arms. “Kneel!” Carter commanded imperiously of the half-conscious teenage blonde in bondage. “Kneel, Goddamnit, I say!”
They grabbed impatiently at her hips and forced her to her knees. Ellen rested panting for a moment on all fours, her long honey-gold hair streaming down over her bewildered face. Her nakedly rounded buttocks waved high in the air while her full swaying breasts scraped the bedsheet. She felt through her sensual haze a pair of heavenly hands moving over on her hips, and she waved her straining ass-cheeks back in invitation at whoever it was.
And then there was something else. The subtle spearing pressure of Lucifer’s large and nicely-tapered cock, hard, wet and ready, against the tightly puckered entrance to her virginal rectum. Having already been widened and made hungrily ready by the fat man’s raping finger, her nether passage fairly ached to be filled up again. She wiggled her backside and tried to squirm backwards onto Lucifer’s long slender organ. It bumped the interior sides of her buttocks and then slid sweatily forward. The tip of the taper slid through her tightly puckering anal orifice, and then Lucifer gave a mighty grunting bark and, propping his forepaws up on her back, rammed his lust-hardened penis viciously forward.
Ellen coughed and groaned. This feeling was pain, but it was exquisite as well. The finger that had been up inside her rectum previously could not remotely compare with it. She could feel every delightful ridge along its meaty animal length as the powerful German shepherd drove upward and home into her sex-starved nether passage. Lucifer widened her tight rectal channel as he went, imparting a fresh and wonderful thrill with each additional inch of his thrilling hot member.
By now her imprisoners were already positioning Handsome in front of her passion-twisted face. He staggered forward on his hind legs in the giving soft bed under their guiding hands, then allowed himself to be pushed over onto his side. His enormous red penis was sticking out like a pike from its furry sheath, spots of cum oozing from the sleek rubbery head. As they moved him around, her face was suddenly confronted without warning by the hard erect animal penis; a second later it rammed into the lush warmth of the blonde teenager’s gasping mouth.
Ellen was so far gone in her sensual debauchery, that the feel of this slippery animal penis sliding through her lips and into her hungrily waiting mouth only inflamed her loins all the further with mindless desire. She seemed to be beyond the point of caring what was done to her. The taste of that muskily warm sexual organ, pulsating with blood along all of its healthy masculine length made her head swim. Her eyes, half-lidded with sensuality, glowed like surging lights on an extra charge of electricity, and her mouth began sucking on the delicious hot meat so automatically that it seemed the most natural thing in the world.
Handsome began panting wildly and humping and sawing viciously into her face as if he were fucking a bitch in heat. She gagged as his enormous member rammed halfway down her throat, its full length disappearing into her moistly ovalled lips almost to the hilt. His hairy balls slapped softly against her chin, the soft fuzz covering them tickling like feathers. She struggled to breathe, her mind and soul dissolving with lust, catching tiny gasps of air only on the greasy out-stroke of that magnificent-tasting penis.
“Woooooooonderful…” she crooned as the two German shepherds buffeted her helplessly kneeling body back and forth like a rag doll between them, using her mouth and anal passage as receptacles for their pent-up animal desires. Ellen no longer felt fear or dismay; now she was a great mass of ectoplasm living only for pure sensation and pleasure. The mental picture of her voluptuous young body being fucked in the mouth and in the rectum by these two handsome, furry creatures was wildly exciting in itself. The hunger in her belly was like boiling hot honey lapping at her insides. She undulated her raging buttocks in vicious little circles, squeezing Lucifer’s adorably thrusting penis with her naturally gifted rectal muscles as if to milk it dry. She wanted that fleshy animal staff boring into her nether passage — amid Handsome’s urgent yelps, squeals and barks — to fill her belly again and again until her trembling young thighs were running thick with all of his hot sticky cum. She wanted to wallow in bestial depravity with these two dogs she was in love with.
She sucked voraciously at Handsome’s almost bursting cock, licking thirstily at the little spots of cum as they appeared from the tip, her cheeks hollowing and filling correspondingly with his cruel animal thrusts. Meanwhile her nakedly churning buttocks tried to worm back up rhythmically to match Handsome’s furious fucking of her backside, wiggling and shaking from side to side.
She couldn’t remember ever tasting a cock of any kind before, so she had no way of knowing whether Handsome’s was in any way superior to all the rest in the world. All she knew was that its taste was soooo delicious and that she felt as if in another minute she could even conceivably have an orgasm right in her mouth from the marvelous canine fucking she was receiving.
My God, she thought, nobody ever told me. If this is sex, it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. They’ve been keeping it a secret from me.
The cute blonde teenager licked wildly at the blood-filled tip of the German shepherd’s penis. She wanted it to shoot in her mouth, not just with mere droplets of sperm, but with entire barrels full. She wanted to swallow it and feel it running down her throat until her stomach was as full as her rectum. She wanted it to flood every pore in her hyper-sexed teenage body with great torrents of scalding hot joy.
The two expert German shepherds did what they could to oblige. For simultaneously with the expanding tide of her own approaching orgasm, she felt the penis fucking into her from behind begin to inflate frantically and then burst forth in a shower of cum-filled sparks, spewing its white hot load deep up into her wildly clasping anal column. The dog’s burning semen ricocheted around inside her belly, finally dripping back down again onto his fiercely spurting penis and sliding down it to seep through the snugly puckering anal ring and then down his penis some more into the matted hair of the dog’s surging belly. Lucifer barked once, twice, and more, happily for joy, and the sound of this barking excited his dominated blonde love-slave furiously so that she sucked all the more madly on Handsome’s sperm-bloated cock, which the other dog had now buried in her throat right to the hilt.
She was rewarded with an explosion of warmish sweet cum that flooded her throat with its pungent taste, her cheeks expanding like a balloon to keep pace and to prevent her choking on the great savages gushes that squirted without pause into her hungry young throat. Ellen swallowed in crazed hungry gulps, fastening her lips like a snug elastic ring around the swiftly ejaculating instrument, afraid to lose even a single drop of the wonderfully delicious fluid. Tiny droplets ran from the corners of her mouth as Handsome howled in what could be described only as pleasure and then pulled his rapidly deflating cock from her glistening young lips. His penis flopped lifelessly in front of her still ravenously licking mouth, narrow strings of animal sperm still connecting to the deflated cock several inches away.
Ellen continued to screw her buttocks back tightly against Lucifer’s still squirting organ in her rectum, milking it energetically with her rippling sphincter muscles, as with a rapturous shriek, she felt her own body explode into what seemed a million minuscule fragments shooting off into space.
“I’m cumming,” she screamed proudly. “I’m cummmiinng!”
Tremor after tremor of wildly ecstatic pleasure made her kneeling young body jerk like a puppet on strings, and then she began moaning loudly in lewd delight, trying to pedal her open legs as if she were trying to crawl away, and an explosion of molten hot cum came flooding out of her teenaged loins like lava from an upside-down volcano, creating a milky pool on the mattress that made her knees slip and slide.
Gasp after gasp broke from her panting, passion-inflamed lips. She felt as if her soul were being ripped apart by the talons of an enormous eagle. But if this was dying, it was so heavenly that she knew she would want to do it again and again, right up to the very end of her life. She shuddered as everything in her soul and flesh started coming apart and singing with ecstasy. She wanted this moment never to end. It was a combination of being burned alive and having one’s insides pumped full of honey from a giant hose.
It seemed like an eternity before she finally could get her head together again, and in between she collapsed with relaxed and exhausted happiness, falling into a post-orgasmic doze of indeterminate period. She could feel careful hands arranging her body so that she was able to nap more comfortably, and then there was a cool sheet being thrown over her sweat-cooled flesh.
And then she slept!
Eons later — it seemed — when she awoke, the beautiful thirteen year old girl gazed up weakly around at her three friends and their two dogs. A soft smile of gratitude crossed her radiant face.
Dominique smiled back at her and came over to sit down on the edge of the bed and run her fingers pleasantly through the opulent teenager’s long gold hair. “Have a nice doze, precious?” she asked.
“Oh yes, Dominique. Are you all right?”
The men laughed. “We’re fine,” said Dominique. “It’s you we’re concerned about, dear. How do you feel?”
“Oh, Dominique,” the winsome young creature breathed, nestling her face into the older woman’s lap. “I’ve never felt so happy in my entire life,” she blushed. “I’ve been very foolish.”
They all smiled. “All right, then,” said Dominique sweetly. “Let’s go in and finish breakfast then. I’ll bet you’re famished.”
The fat man pressed her mouth open in a frantic, raping kiss, shoving his big tongue all the way down her throat until she gagged. At the same time fingers were inserted and toyed with her tender little pussy, sliding sleekly in through the sparse pubic hairs and tickling at her defenseless cuntal lips until they were finally rewarded a light seepage of clear fluid. There were fingers on her rounded buttocks as well, taking big handfuls of flesh in greedy grabs; hands pulling at her bobbing breasts as if they were cow udders; lips sucking hungrily at her nipples; and worst of all, dogs’ tongues lapping all over at her nakedly vulnerable flesh, licking up the moist crevice of her ass-cheeks to make her tiny puckering anus tingle madly. She seemed to be mere food, animal prey, for a gang of sensual vultures. Every time she slapped a hand away, another came to take its place, or a tongue. She was licked and lapped and kissed and squeezed and fondled in so many different places that she couldn’t keep track. Eventually she weakened and surrendered to the unequal struggle. Everything in her lushly ripening body seemed to go lax. Their continual massaging, groping, fondling of her newly-aroused flesh simply destroyed her will. Now the beautiful thirteen year old blonde was naked as the day she was born and a mere plaything in their urgent hands and lips, while two searing German shepherd tongues burned off any resistance that might have been left to their ravishingly savage depredations on her quivering young flesh.
“Oh! Oh!” she cried. “Where are you taking me?”
Maxwell Carter easily lifted her struggling form and carried her back across the marble-tiled foyer beneath the high, dangling chandelier, down the steps and into the library.
“Please! Oh, please let me go!” came her piteous wail.
“She’s not near enough softened up yet,” came Dominique’s answering husky voice somewhere behind her. “We’ve got to fuck her until she’s crazy about it, and remembers everything, and lives only for that. Get Lucifer and Handsome to fuck the life out of her again, Maxwell. This time so that there’s no mistaking the total effect. We can’t afford to have her running home to momma with naughty stories. If we can’t get her to beg us for it, then we’re finished. She’s only thirteen years old.”
The fat man, behind her, laughed as he grappled with their struggling young love-slave. “Don’t worry,” he smirked. “No young doll ever got fucked by Lucifer that didn’t live just to love him for it. She’ll never want a man as long as she lives.”
“No!” Ellen screamed, her arms and legs thrashing wildly as yet again a burning hot animal tongue snaked into her sweating backside crevice and pressed lingeringly against her trembling anal opening. “What-what are you doing to me? Help! Don’t! I beg you. I don’t need it! I don’t want it! Please let me go!”
Maxwell Carter laughed, as if he had just heard the funniest statement ever made. They dragged her with ferocious, enslaving resolve across the plush purple carpet, then up the brief stairs into the secluded bedroom with its large round bed and bright red sheets. Now she was struggling and squirming and kicking in something akin to panic.
“Stop it, you silly little bitch! You’d better do as we say,” said Carter, shoving some photographs under her nose. “Don’t make us tie you up again, or we’ll show these to your high-and-mighty mother.”
Ellen shook her long blonde hair around and gazed weakly at the pictures. They were of herself and Handsome and that other dog, doing the most obscene things imaginable!
“Please, please,” she whimpered, tears welling from her pretty blue eyes, her arms straining in their dominating grasp. “What-what have you done to me? Why are you doing this to me!?” The full horror of what was happening swept scathingly through her incredulous mind. This couldn’t be happening to her. She had heard about teenage girls being raped, but never by nice people like this. And certainly never including German shepherds in the vile act! How could she have allowed herself to be so used?
“It’s no use,” came Carter’s surprisingly rough and husky voice, “she’s resisting too much. We’ll have to tie her up.”
“She hasn’t been fucked in the ass yet,” said the fat man. “She’s still a little virgin in her ass-hole. That’s where Lucifer really wins them. Let him ram that big red pike up her ass-hole until she goes dizzy with it.”
Dominique had readied the bed now, and they gripped her tightly from seemingly every angle as they forced her naked teenaged body down on it. She damped her legs tightly together and drew them up, attempting to hide her precious treasure from their licentious gaze. But it was no use. In another moment they had spread-eagled her legs and her arms were above her head as they tied wrists and ankles, securing them with leather straps to facsimile bedposts at four points around the circular bed. The helpless young girl squirmed against her bonds, sobbing, until they felt as though they would cut through her wrists. It was hopeless.
Maxwell Carter sat down on the bed and it sagged under his weight so that she rolled slightly towards him. “I’m going to ask you just to save us all a lot of trouble. Believe me, eventually you’re going to be in love with Handsome here,” — he indicated the panting dog — “everybody is! Without exception! So why make things hard on yourself? If you’ll just submit and admit that you love him fucking you, you’ll make it easier on all of us.”
“I’ll never do that!” she cried, her face contorting with outrage and fear combined. “You drugged me last night! I know you did. Otherwise I’d never have done that. Let me go and I’ll promise to forget it all. Please!”
Maxwell shook his head wearily and sighed. “Okay,” he said, “I guess there’s nothing left but to go through with it.” His right hand swept around suddenly and his fingers stroked affectionately in the sparse blonde pubic hair on the mound at the base of her rapidly rising and falling belly. He dug through the yellow curls and there was an involuntary jerk of her youthful hips at the unexpected probe of her sensitive secret parts. “She’s a natural blonde, too,” Carter muttered, as if not quite believing it.
“Please stop that! Don’t! You got me drunk last night! I didn’t enjoy any of it!” Her pelvis screwed down into the mattress desperately to try to avoid his obscene fondling. “Get away from me! Please!”
Carter moved his outstretched finger up and down in her fear-moistened slit and looked at the two dogs that were sitting ready and waiting, their long tongues hanging out and gleaming with saliva. “Then you do remember Handsome and Lucifer here eating you and fucking you?” he asked.
“No! No! I don’t remember!” she lied, her voluptuous torso squirming as the far man and Dominique appeared on either sides of the bed in order to each caress a separate breast. A moment later, as if by some secret signal, they guided the girl’s erect little nipples upward into their hungrily salivating mouths. Now in addition to Maxwell Carter’s brutal finger fucking up inside her relatively dry and unready young cunt, there was also these two, laving her breasts and sucking as if her sensitively throbbing nipples were all they wanted in the entire world.
A moan of pain escaped from Ellen’s tortured lips, and her inner thighs relaxed voluntarily in order to ease the excruciating hurt.
“Come on,” Carter prodded, his fiery finger digging deeper and being rewarded with some seepage. “Admit these two dogs fucked you good.”
“Yes, yesssssssss,” she hissed as she relented to escape the cruel ravishing hand, and hoping for a respite from the wonderfully exciting mauling that was making her breasts harden and tingle with sensation. “They did. Yesssss, they did!”
“Did what?” he demanded lewdly. “Come on, say it!”
“They fucked me! Fucked me good!” There, she had admitted it, spitting out the words in a combination of pain, humiliation, shame, and rapidly expanding pleasure. She clenched her fluttering eyelids tightly shut, trying to blank out the sight of his perversely triumphant leer. If only someone could save her — even though the humiliation would be even greater when her rescuers stormed into the room and saw what these vile people were doing to her. She would have to chance it. Abruptly she began screaming at the top of her lungs until Dominique dealt her savage open-handed slap across her right cheek.
“No one can hear you here, my dear,” said Carter in a leisurely drawl as he lit up a cigarette. “The house is soundproofed from top to bottom. And your mother doesn’t expect you back until Monday morning. Why don’t you just relax and swim with it. It’s going to get you eventually, you know.” He passed the marijuana cigarette over and forced it through her lips. She began to cough, then something inside of her instinctively began to puff smoothly on the noxious weed. Almost immediately a warmish, relaxed feeling entered her upper thighs and seemed to spread upward from there.
Her tight little vagina received another cruel thrust of Carter’s finger, causing her to wince and cry out. “No one can hear you, little blondie,” gloated Carter. “Looks like we’ll just have to pull on those gorgeous big tits of yours until you come around.”
And in a sense he was right in his prediction that she would “come around”. For by now Dominique and the fat man had been sucking and squeezing her breasts for so long that they felt like fruit so ripe that it was just bursting to be picked. The tiny red tips had blossomed out into high, tough buds that tingled frantically with each electric lick of the talented tongues.
Carter laughed at her discomfiture and pushed the entire wedge of his fingers joined together into the little hair-lined opening of her squirming young pussy until they came in contact with the wetly heated walls of her vagina. Then his fingers narrowed and bunched, gently running in and out of her. Ellen blushed furiously with shame at the marvelous feelings swirling in her awakening young cunt from this expert ministration. It was obscene for her to enjoy it so much she knew, but she couldn’t help herself. Even the humiliation was an aspect which seemed to heighten the wonderful urgings in her belly. His fingers circled around up inside her pussy unhindered by resistance and increasing her lubrication by the second.
By now deeply pleasurable shocks were shooting through the frayed nerve endings of her hotly aroused body as her inner thighs became flooded with the same clear honeyish liquid covering his fingers and hand. Her firm-fleshed buttocks ground backward into the mattress, struggling to quench the lewdly searing flame which was now consuming morals, mind and reason. But the fire continued to rage, and she found herself moaning with deep felt pleasure despite her best will.
Carter snickered and played cruelly on by placing his thumbs on her moistly quivering pussy lips and pulled the heated layers of vaginal flesh slowly apart. Ellen breathed heavily, striving with everything in her to recapture some of her fast ebbing moral strength.
And then she gave way.
The enslaved blonde thirteen year old groaned in defeat and acknowledgment of her lewd desire, as exquisite tinglings reverberated through the rising bud of her clitoris and upward into the nipples of her throbbing breasts, her straining thighs relaxing loosely in a wash of pure pleasure. Her saliva-glistening breasts rose and fell tremulously under the fingers that were twisting and turning them and the mouths sucking on them.
Carter pushed her unresisting thighs wide with the rough palms of his hands and gestured once to Handsome. The well-trained dog eagerly got up off his haunches and came over immediately…
Through a haze of molten sensuality Ellen sensed the mattress-sagging presence of Handsome’s shaggy weight coming up silently on the bed before her, somewhere below her widely-spread knees. She could hear him panting, and this seemed to urge the devils to dance faster around the rough pink edges of her naked cunt which now felt like a hot empty tunnel needing desperately to be filled. Her passion-dazed eyes widened and focused on Handsome’s tongue that was slaving before her, dangling wetly from the side of his mouth. Her eyes locked greedily on it, for she knew this beautiful German shepherd was capable of making her whole again, capable of extinguishing the raging fire in her loins that was threatening to drive her mad. The fears of debauchery and humiliation were forgotten. She needed but one thing now, as Maxwell Carter’s fingers fucked in and out of her heatedly quivering pussy and the fat man and Dominique sucked at her throbbing young breasts; she needed Handsome’s tongue… Handsome’s penis.
“Like what you see, Ellen?” Carter whispered hotly into her little shell-like ear. “Like to have his tongue lick your cunt? Want to have him fuck you? What do you say?”
An involuntary shudder of desire shook her from toenails to hair ends. Yes, she did want that! But how could she bring herself to admit it?
And all the while the gentle, maddening laving of her vulnerable exposed young body by three sets of mouths, hands and fingers continued, driving her wild. It was inhuman for them to torture her like this… inhuman… inhuman… inhuman…
“Yessss,” she hissed with a tearful whimper, the tone of her voice approaching that of a mournful, broken croak. “Yessss, do it! Oh… pleeeeease!”
The faces of her three tormentors lit with triumph. “Not so fast,” said Carter, stilling them with his hand upraised. “Just what is it you want Handsome to do with it — say it! You want him to fuck it! Say it!”
“Yes!” she cried, all barriers down, straining at the cruel bonds which held her so that her teeth gnashed tightly from the pain. “I want him to fuck me with it! Hurry! Please let him! Oh God, I’m dying!”
“Do you want him to lick your cunt? Say it!”
“Yes-yes! Only hurry! Please let him lick my… my cunt!”
Carter laughed and took away the restraining hand from Handsome’s brightly buckled collar. The well-trained German shepherd immediately made for the helpless, desire-shivering spread-eagled girl, his longish pink tongue snaking out and curling through the hair-lined furrow of her wetly seeping pussy.
“Ooooooohhh!” she moaned, straining at her bonds like one possessed. All the pleasure in the world seemed to be surging through her debauched and quavering loins. Her head flailed from side to side, her long golden hair like a wind-blown veil.
Around the bed her three predators hurried to undo the confining ropes from her wrists and ankles. Ellen scarcely noticed them. The passion-crazed thirteen year old blonde beauty was awash in a sea of lascivious lust and had no notice for anything in the world other than this marvelous feeling between her legs. “Lick deeper, lick harder!” she screamed in desperation as Handsome’s talented tongue curled like a scroll and began flickering in and out of her hotly pulsating vagina. She groaned with frustration, splaying her legs over the big bed as her bonds were loosened, opening herself as wide as possible in order to give the big German shepherd easier access to her quivering femininity.
“All right, Lucifer,” came the fat man’s voice from somewhere. “Show them what you can do now.”
And then there was another sagging series of movements on the bed as the other German shepherd got on top of it, circling around on her right side. His long red tongue lashed out lizard-like and slipped into her open mouth before she was able to defend herself, and then to her surprise she found that she wanted it there, in there, fucking her mouth. She sucked on his tongue in a wild frenzy of lust, her flesh trapped in a whirlpool of raw desire unlike any other feeling she had ever known before in her life.
Down below, Handsome’s savagely licking tongue worked mercilessly at her wantonly writhing pussy, bringing gasps of pure happiness through the soul-sucking kiss she was engaging in with the other dog. She felt as if her peak was only a milli-second away. If only they didn’t stop… no… didn’t stop…
She buffeted her hot young cunt up into Handsome’s snout hungrily, tears of frustration running down her passion-inflamed cheeks. Oh God, she thought, hopelessly enslaved as they had said she would be, I am their slave. They can do what they want with me. I don’t care! I love it, love it! It’s like dying. Oh Christ!
Ellen’s sex-drugged body was writhing out of control, her eyes glazed and smoky with lust. The thirteen year old was beyond objecting to anything at all now. She wanted her belly filled with vast pools of molten sperm, wanted to be able to feel it sloshing around wetly inside her like warm quicksilver.
Handsome spread her fleshy young pussy lips joyously apart with his hot dredging tongue, following the soft path of light fuzz down into the moist inner layers of her cringing cunt. The tiny pink bud of Ellen’s clitoris clung to the velvety wet surface of his enormous tongue, and she wanted to shriek in rapture each time that sensitive nerve ending accidentally collided with one of his teeth.
She clenched her eyes tightly shut, alive with happiness and joyous desire at the whirlpools of sensation that were swirling so ecstatically throughout her aroused young body. Her pelvis jerked forward, fairly burying the big dog’s snout in her hotly throbbing cunt. The fire down below had replaced every other thought she had ever had.
Now her freed hands didn’t know which head to caress first, Handsome’s or Lucifer’s. The second German shepherd had filled her mouth with his gigantic tongue, and she sucked on it hungrily, drawing sustenance from it which burned right down into her breasts and from there into her tautly rippling belly. Her entire body felt like a great open fissure in the earth begging to be filled, aching, urging, agonizing to be engorged and stuffed with fiery hot flesh. Nothing else in the world mattered now, just the flicking, dancing slap of that loving doggish tongue on her cuntal furrow and the other flooding her mouth with its hot, fleshy muscularity. Lucifer slipped his tongue out of her urgently sucking lips and began to lick her naked flesh as if she were a lollipop, lapping wetly at her throat, neck, sleek white shoulders and finally, her ardently pulsating young breasts…
“Aarrrggghhh… ooohhh yesss… lick my tits… oh God… beautiful… beautiful… like that… ooooohhh darling lover ooooooohhhhh…”
The dog growled thrillingly, making her pelvis muscles shiver with excitement, lapping at her burning hot nipples until they felt as if they were going to explode. Then again it licked on up over her throbbing, straining young throat, licking at her nose and eyes and cheeks, the thick hot saliva soaking her skin. She rotated her desire-contorted face all around, searching with her open mouth for that wonderfully licking tongue. She found it again and sucked it deep into her throat with a low, ecstatic animal groan.
The lewdly leering faces of her three tormentors hung over the bed within inches of the thirteen year old girl’s straining, lust-racked nakedness, watching delightedly as this shamelessly aroused blonde beauty was worked over by the two German shepherds. She was dimly aware of their hands squeezing her exquisitely throbbing breasts and their fingers pinching her nipples as Lucifer licked around them. Her flesh felt as if it were covered with beautifully licking tongue and caressing hands. The exotically decorated bedroom had become an enormous octopus with thousands of grasping tentacles reaching out to lewdly fondle her sex-enslaved young body. Handsome’s immense tongue was an uncontrollable monster spinning upward into her belly and about to come frantically, willy-nilly, out through her mouth, and curl around her white neck and silken, blonde-tressed shoulders to dissolve her very molecules. That ardently fucking tongue was tearing her soul from her body and devouring it with great gulps of depraved sensuality.
Hands rubbed obscenely over her squirming ass-cheeks from both sides of the bed fingers pulled excitingly at her fleshy hair-covered cuntal lips in order to give Handsome greater entrance for his murderous, soul-dredging tongue. She felt someone’s fingertip probing underneath her buttocks into the sweat-soaked cleft leading toward her wildly puckering anus, and the flicking teasingly at it like another tongue. She winced as the outstretched finger suddenly popped through the tight little anal ring and forced its way deeply upward into the hot rubbery flesh within. It moved around, expanding the tiny hole until the palm of the invisible intruding hand was flat against her smoothly undulating buttocks, the entire finger embedded deep up inside the throbbing hot tunnel, its tip tingling maddeningly against a wildly excitable gland inside there that she’d never ever dreamed she’d had. Would wonders never cease! What else did these wonderful people know about making her body happy? They knew more by far than she had ever known herself!
Now the finger embedded in her nether passage joined Handsome’s rhythmically plunging hot tongue in pistoning her helpless loins, bringing groans of agony and gasps of lewd delight from her open mouth in time to their simultaneous fucking of her love-dissolved flesh.
Her outrageous debasement and subjugation flooded her bloodstream with a masochistic pleasure that was totally new. Her pelvis gyrated wildly with abandoned pleasure as the finger in her anus began stroking in and out, faster and faster. “Yessss,” she hissed. “Goooooood… oooooohhh ssssooooo goooooood…” the naked teenager crooned, thrashing lewdly. “Don’t stop! Oh please! Don’t ever stop!”
She twisted her upturned buttocks faster and faster, trying to keep up with their savage rape of her ecstatically exploding loins, which seemed to be issuing hot lava from every fissure. Wave upon wave of indescribable pleasure burned through her nervous system, curling her toes and fingers as if they were twigs in a roaring conflagration. Her liquid passion gushed in a flood onto Handsome’s handsome face and flowed in sticky washes all over her shivering thighs, soaking the mattress beneath her wildly grinding buttocks.
“Do you think she’s ready?” came Dominique’s husky contralto from somewhere off in the universe.
“I do,” said Carter beside her. And then suddenly strong hands were gripping her and pushing her over onto all fours on the giant bed, and Handsome’s tongue had left her loins just as Lucifer’s had left her French kissing mouth.
“Wait! Let me go!” she screamed. “Where are they? Put them back! Where are my dogs? Where are my lovers? What have you done with them?” She struggled wildly as they forced her into her new position.
“She’s ready all right,” came Carter’s voice. “Take it easy, little lady. In another second you’re going to have all the German shepherd that any woman can handle. Dominique, start the cameras. She’s primed like a fuckin’ firecracker. You were right about Lucifer, Angie. Don’t know how we forgot to get her ass fucked last night. Totally slipped my mind.”
“So long as it didn’t slip your rod,” came the fat man’s voice. “You’ve got to stop playing with it so much. You’re not keeping your mind on business.”
“Enough talk. Christ, she’s a wildcat. Grab her!”
They struggled silently for several moments longer as Maxwell Carter gripped her neck strongly, trying to force her shoulders down, and the other man tried to control her arms. “Kneel!” Carter commanded imperiously of the half-conscious teenage blonde in bondage. “Kneel, Goddamnit, I say!”
They grabbed impatiently at her hips and forced her to her knees. Ellen rested panting for a moment on all fours, her long honey-gold hair streaming down over her bewildered face. Her nakedly rounded buttocks waved high in the air while her full swaying breasts scraped the bedsheet. She felt through her sensual haze a pair of heavenly hands moving over on her hips, and she waved her straining ass-cheeks back in invitation at whoever it was.
And then there was something else. The subtle spearing pressure of Lucifer’s large and nicely-tapered cock, hard, wet and ready, against the tightly puckered entrance to her virginal rectum. Having already been widened and made hungrily ready by the fat man’s raping finger, her nether passage fairly ached to be filled up again. She wiggled her backside and tried to squirm backwards onto Lucifer’s long slender organ. It bumped the interior sides of her buttocks and then slid sweatily forward. The tip of the taper slid through her tightly puckering anal orifice, and then Lucifer gave a mighty grunting bark and, propping his forepaws up on her back, rammed his lust-hardened penis viciously forward.
Ellen coughed and groaned. This feeling was pain, but it was exquisite as well. The finger that had been up inside her rectum previously could not remotely compare with it. She could feel every delightful ridge along its meaty animal length as the powerful German shepherd drove upward and home into her sex-starved nether passage. Lucifer widened her tight rectal channel as he went, imparting a fresh and wonderful thrill with each additional inch of his thrilling hot member.
By now her imprisoners were already positioning Handsome in front of her passion-twisted face. He staggered forward on his hind legs in the giving soft bed under their guiding hands, then allowed himself to be pushed over onto his side. His enormous red penis was sticking out like a pike from its furry sheath, spots of cum oozing from the sleek rubbery head. As they moved him around, her face was suddenly confronted without warning by the hard erect animal penis; a second later it rammed into the lush warmth of the blonde teenager’s gasping mouth.
Ellen was so far gone in her sensual debauchery, that the feel of this slippery animal penis sliding through her lips and into her hungrily waiting mouth only inflamed her loins all the further with mindless desire. She seemed to be beyond the point of caring what was done to her. The taste of that muskily warm sexual organ, pulsating with blood along all of its healthy masculine length made her head swim. Her eyes, half-lidded with sensuality, glowed like surging lights on an extra charge of electricity, and her mouth began sucking on the delicious hot meat so automatically that it seemed the most natural thing in the world.
Handsome began panting wildly and humping and sawing viciously into her face as if he were fucking a bitch in heat. She gagged as his enormous member rammed halfway down her throat, its full length disappearing into her moistly ovalled lips almost to the hilt. His hairy balls slapped softly against her chin, the soft fuzz covering them tickling like feathers. She struggled to breathe, her mind and soul dissolving with lust, catching tiny gasps of air only on the greasy out-stroke of that magnificent-tasting penis.
“Woooooooonderful…” she crooned as the two German shepherds buffeted her helplessly kneeling body back and forth like a rag doll between them, using her mouth and anal passage as receptacles for their pent-up animal desires. Ellen no longer felt fear or dismay; now she was a great mass of ectoplasm living only for pure sensation and pleasure. The mental picture of her voluptuous young body being fucked in the mouth and in the rectum by these two handsome, furry creatures was wildly exciting in itself. The hunger in her belly was like boiling hot honey lapping at her insides. She undulated her raging buttocks in vicious little circles, squeezing Lucifer’s adorably thrusting penis with her naturally gifted rectal muscles as if to milk it dry. She wanted that fleshy animal staff boring into her nether passage — amid Handsome’s urgent yelps, squeals and barks — to fill her belly again and again until her trembling young thighs were running thick with all of his hot sticky cum. She wanted to wallow in bestial depravity with these two dogs she was in love with.
She sucked voraciously at Handsome’s almost bursting cock, licking thirstily at the little spots of cum as they appeared from the tip, her cheeks hollowing and filling correspondingly with his cruel animal thrusts. Meanwhile her nakedly churning buttocks tried to worm back up rhythmically to match Handsome’s furious fucking of her backside, wiggling and shaking from side to side.
She couldn’t remember ever tasting a cock of any kind before, so she had no way of knowing whether Handsome’s was in any way superior to all the rest in the world. All she knew was that its taste was soooo delicious and that she felt as if in another minute she could even conceivably have an orgasm right in her mouth from the marvelous canine fucking she was receiving.
My God, she thought, nobody ever told me. If this is sex, it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. They’ve been keeping it a secret from me.
The cute blonde teenager licked wildly at the blood-filled tip of the German shepherd’s penis. She wanted it to shoot in her mouth, not just with mere droplets of sperm, but with entire barrels full. She wanted to swallow it and feel it running down her throat until her stomach was as full as her rectum. She wanted it to flood every pore in her hyper-sexed teenage body with great torrents of scalding hot joy.
The two expert German shepherds did what they could to oblige. For simultaneously with the expanding tide of her own approaching orgasm, she felt the penis fucking into her from behind begin to inflate frantically and then burst forth in a shower of cum-filled sparks, spewing its white hot load deep up into her wildly clasping anal column. The dog’s burning semen ricocheted around inside her belly, finally dripping back down again onto his fiercely spurting penis and sliding down it to seep through the snugly puckering anal ring and then down his penis some more into the matted hair of the dog’s surging belly. Lucifer barked once, twice, and more, happily for joy, and the sound of this barking excited his dominated blonde love-slave furiously so that she sucked all the more madly on Handsome’s sperm-bloated cock, which the other dog had now buried in her throat right to the hilt.
She was rewarded with an explosion of warmish sweet cum that flooded her throat with its pungent taste, her cheeks expanding like a balloon to keep pace and to prevent her choking on the great savages gushes that squirted without pause into her hungry young throat. Ellen swallowed in crazed hungry gulps, fastening her lips like a snug elastic ring around the swiftly ejaculating instrument, afraid to lose even a single drop of the wonderfully delicious fluid. Tiny droplets ran from the corners of her mouth as Handsome howled in what could be described only as pleasure and then pulled his rapidly deflating cock from her glistening young lips. His penis flopped lifelessly in front of her still ravenously licking mouth, narrow strings of animal sperm still connecting to the deflated cock several inches away.
Ellen continued to screw her buttocks back tightly against Lucifer’s still squirting organ in her rectum, milking it energetically with her rippling sphincter muscles, as with a rapturous shriek, she felt her own body explode into what seemed a million minuscule fragments shooting off into space.
“I’m cumming,” she screamed proudly. “I’m cummmiinng!”
Tremor after tremor of wildly ecstatic pleasure made her kneeling young body jerk like a puppet on strings, and then she began moaning loudly in lewd delight, trying to pedal her open legs as if she were trying to crawl away, and an explosion of molten hot cum came flooding out of her teenaged loins like lava from an upside-down volcano, creating a milky pool on the mattress that made her knees slip and slide.
Gasp after gasp broke from her panting, passion-inflamed lips. She felt as if her soul were being ripped apart by the talons of an enormous eagle. But if this was dying, it was so heavenly that she knew she would want to do it again and again, right up to the very end of her life. She shuddered as everything in her soul and flesh started coming apart and singing with ecstasy. She wanted this moment never to end. It was a combination of being burned alive and having one’s insides pumped full of honey from a giant hose.
It seemed like an eternity before she finally could get her head together again, and in between she collapsed with relaxed and exhausted happiness, falling into a post-orgasmic doze of indeterminate period. She could feel careful hands arranging her body so that she was able to nap more comfortably, and then there was a cool sheet being thrown over her sweat-cooled flesh.
And then she slept!
Eons later — it seemed — when she awoke, the beautiful thirteen year old girl gazed up weakly around at her three friends and their two dogs. A soft smile of gratitude crossed her radiant face.
Dominique smiled back at her and came over to sit down on the edge of the bed and run her fingers pleasantly through the opulent teenager’s long gold hair. “Have a nice doze, precious?” she asked.
“Oh yes, Dominique. Are you all right?”
The men laughed. “We’re fine,” said Dominique. “It’s you we’re concerned about, dear. How do you feel?”
“Oh, Dominique,” the winsome young creature breathed, nestling her face into the older woman’s lap. “I’ve never felt so happy in my entire life,” she blushed. “I’ve been very foolish.”
They all smiled. “All right, then,” said Dominique sweetly. “Let’s go in and finish breakfast then. I’ll bet you’re famished.”
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