When Lucy Barrett at long last found the fleeting moment of strength she needed just to open her tear-moistened eyelids, both David and the man he jokingly called «Large» were stretched out beside her on the bed, one on either side. David's hand rested casually across her thigh and his fingers trailed over the sparse light-haired fluff of her pubic mound; she found his presumptuous arrogance revolting, and she pushed his hand away and tried to get up. She was unsuccessful on the first try, both her knees buckling like they were made of well-worn rubber, but on the second attempt she managed to crawl backwards to the foot of the bed and step down onto the carpeted bedroom floor. She pushed herself erect with both hands clutching at the bed, and she winced in agony from the bruised and battered flesh between her thighs. Tears came to her eyes as she tried to walk, and she felt as if there was still something thick and huge imbedded in her rectum.
«Where do you think you're going?» David demanded, lifting his head and then sitting up. His lust was momentarily sated but there was still a burning glow in his dark eyes – the cruelty of hatred. «You haven't finished yet, baby. There's still my other friend waiting by the front door … and he's gonna' want a real nice blow job!»
The other one sat up and dangled his heavy legs from the edge of the bed; his cock fell limply between them, wetly glistening with the traces of her pussy juices and stained with the last of his orgasm. The bedspread between his legs was wet with God-knows-what, and she looked at the rest of the bed – the covers crumpled and pulled from beneath the corners of the mattress, stains as large as coffee cups dotting the fabric.
«I'll go get your next treat, bitch,» the big man said with an arrogant sneer. «Give her another sopor' Davey, I think she's starting to come out of the first one.»
Lucy's ex-boyfriend reached for his pants pocket and pulled another white pill from the wrinkled paper inside. «No! No, I won't! You made me do it once but I won't again! I'm not some whore you can bounce around from one to another! I won't do it!»
David seemed to fly off the bed, his feet scarcely touching the floor, and before she could move her hand to her face or even cry out in futile defense, his palm had stun its way across her cheek and sent her reeling in a horrified shuddering spasm of terror. «Don't tell me what you won't do, bitch! I don't have to be nice to you now! It's all over and we both know it, but you're gonna' do just like I tell you tonight and take care of me and my friends. And you won't say a word about it ever … not to anybody, or we'll be back. Only next time I'll bring a dozen guys and we'll fuck you until you can't walk, understand? Well, do you understand!?»
Lucy shook her head up and down and answered weakly, her face still stinging from his savage blow; this was a side of David she had never known. And though it was all ended between them, it was still a stunning shock … now could she have misjudged him so? God, what must she have been thinking to get mixed up with a savage beast like this? And all just to spite her mother! She had sold her very soul and body to this piece of trash just for some shred of stupid revenge!
An inkling of an idea flashed somewhere in the hidden recesses of her mind, and she probed with her will for it, seeking it out and struggling to give it voice in her troubled, still-hazy thoughts. Suddenly, like a bolt of summer lightning, it became apparent … there might be a way out for her yet! If only she could avoid swallowing another pill of that «love-drug» and surrendering to their sadistic will again. «I-I understand, David … I won't argue with you again. Whatever you want … but … but could I at least clean up or something. I mean, I'm cruddy dirty and I feel so filthy.»
David looked at her eyes and carefully noted that she avoided looking directly at him; still he assented to her request. «Yeah, go clean up … but use the bath across the hall. I want you close by … and no funny stuff.»
Lucy made her way gingerly across the bedroom, her tread unsure and wobbly, but she found renewed strength and a will to go on in the hope that her plan might work. She was almost through the door, clutching her sheer nightie to her naked breasts, when she felt the heavy grip of a hand on her shoulder. «Here,» said the husky, long-haired man, his yellowed teeth clenched in a sneer. «You almost forgot your medicine.» When she turned to face him, he stuffed another of the «love-drug» tablets between her lips, his thick, foul-tasting fingers filling her mouth and forcing her to swallow. She choked once and the pill was on its way to her belly … she had to work fast before she was once again their sex-slave!
Turning her head away when he released her, she said not another word, though she would have liked to bring the darkest curses of them all onto his head, and strode purposefully into the bathroom as the big husky friend of David's disappeared around the corner into the living room, his flaccid penis swinging braggingly from side to side as he walked. She closed the door silently and opened the lavatory sink fully before locking the door; then and only then did she dare to even breathe. It was a desperate chance she was taking, but the only alternative was unthinkable to her at this moment … a forced spectacle of fellatio with that lanky acne-scarred man in the living room, with David and the other one watching her like spectators at a Tijuana sex show!
The bathroom window was narrow and frosted, with a full screen of aluminum on the outside; she thought fleetingly of climbing through it and making a run for it, but where would she go? To call the police would mean turning to a neighbor's house, and could she bear to live with the lurid details of this night spread like so much filth all over the morning papers? No, this was her one hope … she did not even pray for her mother's return as she had when they had first pushed their way into her bedroom, for these men were clearly out of their heads from liquor and methaqualone and anything might happen.
She pushed the seldom-opened window open a couple of feet and managed, after a couple of aborted attempts, to unlatch the screen and push it up. She was able to roll the flexible aluminum screening up and hook a portion of the latch into the metal so that it was out of the way; then she called softly to her one and only friend on earth at this moment … Matthew, who lay sleeping a few yards away, oblivious of the horrible depravities his mistress had endured while he peacefully slumbered. He was definitely there, for she could see the reassuring outline of his massive body beside his dog house as he sprawled comfortably on the grass; she called again and still he did not stir, for she dared not raise her voice much above a whisper.
It was on the third attempt to rouse him that all hell broke loose – first the roaring of loud male voices outside the door and then the crashing of something heavy against it that nearly tore the sturdy door from its hinges. Lucy managed to pull her head from the window as the latch tore free from the door jamb. «Get her, Davey, before she gets out that window!» exclaimed the husky man. «Man, that was the dumbest thing you could'a done, lettin' her come in here alone … what if she'd gotten away?» David looked at her with vicious hatred in his eyes, doubly intense now because she had made a fool of him again in front of his friends, something he did not take from any broad. He brought back his hand to let her have a good one this time, one she would wear for a couple of days as a reminder …
«No, David, please!» she screamed shrilly, but it made no difference; he would be striking no one else for awhile, not with that arm anyway … if he ever was fortunate enough to use it again. For although the bathroom window was fully four feet from the ground, the well-trained German shepherd cleared it without even brushing the sill. There was a weak, gurgling scream from David, surprisingly thin and powerless, as the great beast sank his razor-sharp teeth deep into his forearm with a bone-crushing pressure that doubled her ex-boyfriend at the knees and sent him sprawling to the floor. All of this, the flash of brown as the German shepherd dashed to her rescue, the sounds, the screams of pain, the blurred movement, all seemed to take place in less than the blinking of an eye, but it was something that Lucy Barrett would remember for months to come. David's companions apparently abandoned friendship when it came to this – both of them turned and ran from the bathroom in a frantic scramble for the lead as they dashed down the corridor and out the front door, the bigger one still naked except for a shirt.
«Matt! Matt! That's enough!» Lucy cried before the huge dog killed this sniveling human who dared to hurt his mistress. Reluctantly the snarling animal backed away, leaving a bloodied, useless arm as his mark; David somehow rose to his feet, his eyes flooded with abject terror. «Now get out! And if you ever dare to come near this house again, I won't stop him next time! Get out!»
He turned and stumbled into the corridor without protest, Matt hard on his bare heels, and Lucy heard a yelp of pain as her wonderful dog apparently gave him an extra snap for good measure once they were outside. Lucy grabbed a bath towel to her chest and hurried to see if they were truly gone, still painfully limping from the battering her vagina and rectum had suffered. She closed the door anxiously and threw on the security latch; from the adjoining window, she could see them all pile into a car she did not recognize – there were clearly three of them inside as they passed the street light that marked the Barrett driveway, and she felt reasonably confident that they would not attempt a return. Remarkably, there was no blood on the hallway carpet, though there was a good-sized puddle in the bath; she threw the towel onto it to cover its lurid redness and staggered weakly back into her bedroom, her knees moments from final collapse.
Yes, they were gone, all of them, and her nightmare was over … but they had left their calling card – this «love-drug» was still in her belly and it was beginning to take effect, seemingly more potent this time, perhaps combined with the left-over traces of the first. She cursed them silently under her rising breath, hating with a passion known only to women … why, oh God, why, had they not been content to just come like plundering savages in the night? Raping her would have been nightmare enough for a lifetime … why did they have to make me beg for it? Why did they turn me into a slut for their enjoyment? God, how I hate them… I hate them! I wish they were dead!
Lucy's breasts jiggled as her chest heaved from the spasms of her sobbing; she felt her very insides loosen and relax for the first time since they had shoved their way into her house. She turned her face to one side and lay crying pitifully on her bed, still stark-naked; she smiled through teary eyes as Matt trotted back into the bedroom and came to her side. His face looked worried, as if he was hurt somehow that he had not arrived sooner. She started to speak, to thank him in insufficient words for what he had done when …!
It was a kiss, there was no other way to describe it … and if some handsome Prince had been her rescuer and had taken the same liberties, her response could not have been more intense. He had actually kissed her!
«Matt, you sly devil you, are you some sort of demon in a dog's suit? You're just to … human!» She tried to smile and joke with him but her mind reeled from the «love-drug» that maniac had stuffed down her throat. Already she could feel the heat welling in her loins … damn them all for making me like this!
But though her body cried out once again for a man, she had not even a shred of remorse for their hastened departure … she would sooner die than have one of them touch her again. She felt the warm, tender stare of her heroic dog and she looked into his near-human brown eyes … she seemed to see some message there, as if he was trying to tell her something. Was that kiss no accident? … Oh, Lucy, you're starting to crack up!
Suddenly he raised his head above the edge of the bed and began lapping at the pink crinkly flesh of her nipples, knowingly encircling the sensitive flesh with his wet curling tongue. Lucy gasped and covered her mouth with her hand … she felt the incited arousal of passion between her thighs and wondered if she was indeed going insane. Was Matt trying to make love to her? Could it really be happening this way? Surely not, but yet …!
«I must have been right, Matt … you're a real devil!» she gasped fervently, staring wonderingly at his handsome masculine face, his rugged jaw and his soulful, passion-stirring brown eyes. Were his eyes twinkling with desire or was she out of her head? Surely they were!
Lucy felt a ripple of eager excitement in her loins as she lovingly stroked his heavy coat, deliberately thrusting her youthfully-firm breasts closer to his laving tongue. Matt responded to her invitation with aplomb, confidently swiping his moist tongue over the sensitive tips of her lust-hardened nipples. But it didn't stop there … in an instant he was on the bed with her and he unhesitatingly nosed his way between her thighs as if he had been there before … God, how does he know how to do this? This can't all be intuition or animal instinct … it's uncanny! Maybe he is a devil!
The German shepherd seemed to sense that his naked blonde mistress needed no further arousal, and his laving tongue swept right to the source of her fervent heat – the hotly-steaming flesh of her exposed cunt! His tongue traveled a lurid path over her thighs to the thin, hair-lined slit of her pussy. «Oh, Matt, darling, lick me there … lick my pussy and make this ache go away! Make me forget, lover!» She wanted him to, she craved it hungrily, for he was truly deserving of her love, not like that scum her hero had so courageously chased away … she wanted him and she ached to reward him! This was the way! There was nothing in her experience to compare with the lascivious thrill of feeling his laving tongue as it neared the very pit of her vagina, the pungently-aroused furrow of her simmering cunt. Dazed from the drug and wild with lust, she raised her legs and obscenely drew them backwards until they rubbed against her breasts; her cunt was nakedly his, fully exposed and vulnerable. She squirmed suddenly beneath the fluid heat of his first lick along the fleshy moist slit; boiling blood coursed through her veins as his sizzling dog-tongue swept up along the moistened pink crevice, over the entire length of her naked vaginal slit, at last nudging expertly the glistening pearl-like node of her clitoris!
«Mmmmmmmm, yes, yes … God, I love you, handsome … lick me there, lick my hot pussy, darling!» she choked in passionate frenzy, her body squirming and shuddering beneath his searing lingual caresses. «Lick it all, lover, stick your hot tongue way up in me and let me feel it!» She lifted her intensely aroused loins higher and ground them luridly against his tongue and animal lips; reaching down between her nakedly- splayed thighs, she grasped his furry head behind the ears and drew him tighter into her wetly-steaming cuntal flesh … his tongue was ablaze with lust-quenching heat as he hungrily lashed and tongue-fucked her with amazing expertise. «Oh God, yes … I'm going mad, lover … lick my pussy harder, harder!»
The keenly-intelligent German shepherd could feel his own loins and powerful haunches quivering with the growing intensity of his own sexual incitement; he sensed the maddening flames of passion that licked at his naked blonde mistress's belly, and he hungered. to quench them and ease her pain, just as he had bounded to her defense at the sound of her scream earlier. He loved her and would do anything to make her smile, to bring the soft mewling sounds, of her gentle voice to his ears. There was real tenderness here, more than with his other mistress, and he ached especially to see this young pretty one laughing and smiling with joy again, for it made his heart sad to see her unhappy.
Lucy's mind was awash with drug-induced lust, fanned and incited to a near-maddening pitch by her dog's passionate lingual caresses between her widespread thighs. She closed her eyes and she could see nothing but cocks … big ones, little ones, thick ones, all purplish and filled with cum to shoot into her every orifice … God, she was insane with wanton lust! She rolled her head from side to side in lurid cadence, still holding his big furry snout between her lewdly-doubled legs. She lifted her head to watch and gasped in astonishment at the sudden sight of his emerging dog-cock as it slithered out of its furry sheath.
Her eyes widened in disbelief at the sheer immensity of the thing – or was it the love-drug that was distorting her senses – thick and scarlet-colored, emerging relentlessly from the furry sheath on the underside of his lean muscled body … rigidly erect and hard, the fiery tapered tip wriggling in excitement as it continued to slowly slip from its furry pouch. Suddenly a wildly licentious urge swept over her like a prairie fire over dry grass … an unholy urge so obscene that it aroused her even more in its obscene lewdness! For a long emotion-filled moment she stared at her big dog's glistening dog-cock, feeling her mouth turn dry and then actually begin to salivate in ravenous hunger at the lust-stirring sight of his virile maleness. Would he do it? He had to … suddenly she wanted this wicked thing more than life itself … she had to have it!
The German shepherd licked at her wildly seething cuntal dampness relentlessly, his searing tongue slithering again and again over the quivering bud of her clitoris. Wicked, thrilling images of unnatural bestial desire burned in the young blonde's tortured mind … she had to have this wild and forbidden thing she suddenly craved, as if somehow this very act would destroy in her memories the horrors of this night. But how?
«Oh, lover … I want you so badly! My hero, my darling!» she mewled constantly. And then she had an idea, the solution, obscenely lascivious in its very conception, but the solution indeed! «Matt, lover, lie down here beside me … lie down,» she choked in overwhelming passion. «Hurry, darling … I want to make you happy too! I want to suck your big cock, darling, while you lick my pussy! We'll do it together … it's called sixty-nine! Just like people-lovers, my great big handsome lover!» Her forehead was beaded with a rim of perspiration and her words were hissed through lust-clenched teeth. She raised to her knees as he backed momentarily away from the fervently- steaming flesh of her pussy; there was a look of confusion in his soul- stirring brown eyes, but he seemed to be saying, I trust you … whatever you want is yours … just order me and I'll obey!
In mindless passion, Lucy crawled down and obscenely positioned herself so that her seething cunt was mere inches from his dog-face and her cheek rested on his muscled belly … almost instantly, her fears of being rebuffed were made groundless as his burning tongue lashed out again at the still hotly-palpitating crevice between her nakedly upraised thighs.
The huge animal was obviously confused, but far from unhappy; his lovely blonde mistress's pleasurable fondling was a new delight to add to the collection he had garnered this night. She stroked him lovingly, caressing the portion of his scarlet cock-shaft that still remained outside the furry sheath along with his dark heavy testicles as the full glistening taper gradually began to appear. Once again in this wild and erotic night, he sensed the throbbing of his heated blood beginning to pound as her fingertip caresses incited him to fresh carnal desire; his loins quivered with eagerness as her fingers moved over them, their gentle, loving touch bringing a growl of pleasure from his throat even as he continued to lick her fervent cuntal slit.
Lucy had never felt such total and utter debauchery … such wanton abandonment … but she didn't care how it might have seemed to the rest of the world … to her and her animal-lover it was sensual bliss and that was all that mattered! She moaned in ecstasy as she hungrily clasped the furry flesh that covered part of his crimson dog-cock and began to tauntingly masturbate the virile male beast, urging the whole tapered length of his passion-bloated penis out into the open … God, she wanted it in her mouth! How she hungered for the wickedly forbidden taste of his erected dog-cock!
She knew she would cum a million times from the incessant lavings of her tiny nerve-filled clitoris; what a lover he was, she breathlessly whispered to herself, still clinging eagerly to his half-concealed cock and eagerly urging it to full naked splendor. With tender feeling and gentleness, young Lucy worked the protective furry skin back and forth like a hair-covered foreskin … now it was coming out fully, the red glistening tip of lust-swollen dog cock, moving relentlessly out and toward her quivering lips until … God, she was actually tasting it!
Blinded by her mindless lust beyond even a hint of reason, Lucy ovalled her eager lips and let the slender tapered tip of animal-cock slide obscenely over them, easing further and further up into the hotly moist hollow of her open mouth. It moved slowly and relentlessly along the surface of her tongue until it bumped against the back of her throat and nearly choked her! She eased her tongue up against his invading dog-shaft with a fervency born out of her incredible passion, licking and swirling his distended penis with pure bestial abandon! Her «love- drugged» brain reeled with the lustful intoxication of her unnatural act … she tasted the pungent virility of his thickly pulsating cock and a fresh arousal of spontaneous incitement at its potent maleness! God, it was so incredibly hard and growing harder with every passing second!
His high-pitched animal whimper alerted her to his own fast-growing arousal as he licked her lust-provoked cunt and she began to twirl her caressing tongue around his pulsating animal-cock in a fervent effort to repay him not only for his heroic rescue but for the unbelievable pleasure his tongue was bringing her as it laved between her upturned thighs. She felt his powerful canine body responding vigorously to her obscene sucking and tonguing, his powerful loins quivering with virile expectancy and pressing ever forward … she brushed one hand over the firmness of his belly to cup his heavy, sperm-bloated balls, playfully teasing them with the lightest of fingertip caresses. Again he whimpered excitedly, a slow rhythmic movement of his haunches beginning to stir in his dog-loins as he started to fuck her lasciviously through the tautly-ovalled softness of her human lips!
Damn, the incredibly erotic sensations were a freak-out of ecstasy, Lucy groaned sensuously to herself, his blood-engorged cock fucking into her mouth in perfect rhythm while his own tongue laved the steaming liquid flesh of her lewdly-splayed cunt with animalistic abandon! She nipped and even gently scraped his penile flesh with the sharp edges of her teeth, at the same time swirling her tongue maddeningly about his driving animal-cock, wildly and obscenely lost in the licentious thrill of sensual abandonment! In her insanely-aroused state, his cock was like a lump of honey in her mouth, plunging all the way down her hungrily clasping throat … she wondered titillatingly what his dog-cum would taste like … sweet perhaps? Or strongly masculine and savage?
This was all fascinatingly new to Matt … what his pretty blonde mistress was doing there between his furry legs was even more incredibly lust-provoking than those hours earlier with his older mistress. She had his thrusting cock-flesh inside her laboring mouth, yet it was so fantastically tight and moist that it could easily have been her vaginal orifice instead … only better this way with the nipping tease of her teeth and the swirling of her heated tongue about the taper of his cock. He whined at the agonizing sensations that fluttered in his belly and he knew that very soon his pistoning penis would find a gush of release!
With a hungering, slaving animalism of her own, the naked blonde girl ravenously mouthed at the German shepherd's plundering dog-cock. God help her, but she wanted his thick pungent dog-cum in her mouth … she wanted it squirting down the back of her throat to soothe the pains of lustful hunger that knotted her belly like stomach cramps. Raging tongues of stabbing flame blazed between her legs, as if someone had turned a blow-torch onto her naked flesh … her trembling belly seethed with passion and her steaming cuntal flesh sizzled with the savage fury of unbridled primeval lust! She clutched at the lunging animal's swollen testicles, lewdly caressing them and milking their viscous contents up into the tapering spear of dog-cock as she hungrily sucked at his plunging penis with a ravenous craving stronger than any passion she had ever known … God, she was going to cum like a thousand pounds of TNT going off at once!
Lucy was far too caught up in the wanton spirit of her excitement to hear the sound of footsteps outside her bedroom door; Matt's body tightened and heard a distinctly different growling noise erupt from his chest … finally, out of some sixth sense, she turned her head enough to see the doorway …standing there was her mother, Kate!
For less than a heartbeat, Lucy's lips and tongue left her dog-lover's cock, but the insistent growling in his husky chest urged her back … but even more than that, she discovered that she really didn't care! She was proud of what she was doing, proud of her heroic animal-lover … and who cared what anyone else thought anyway? She glanced up through drug-misted eyes at her mother, fully expecting a scream of terror and disgust, or at least a mask of revulsion and a gasp of anguish at me sight of her daughter nakedly-entwined in the violent throes of sordid lovemaking with an animal! But there was no such shock or surprise; instead, there was a thin hint of a smile on her mother's lips, a knowing grin of … My God, of course! How could I be so stupid, she thought suddenly, Matt didn't learn all these tricks by himself … someone had to be the first … it was mother! That's why she isn't shocked … she's fallen to his charms as well!
Lucy looked one last time at her mother, anxious for some sign … but all she saw was the glint of something sensual in her dark eyes … the gleam of jealousy, of course! Kate Barrett was green with envy! Lucy nearly laughed at the thought, but the insistent jerking of a slithering dog-cock between her ovalled lips drew her back to the realities at hand … Matt's muscular flanks began to hump furiously, each shuddering jerk driving his massive cock deeper down into her throat. His sudden lurching ravishment triggered the final release of masochistic sensuality deep inside Lucy's undulating loins and she moaned around his throat-skewering cock, wildly sucking and gulping for air at the same time, until his bludgeoning penis began to spasm wildly in her gaping mouth … harder and more frantic now … and then it erupted like a long-dormant volcano and spewed its thickly gushing animal-sperm from the desire-swollen heaviness of his bloated testicles!
Lucy screamed around his cock, choking on the burning surge of dog-cum that gushed down her throat, his tongue still fervently laving the maddeningly-sensitive flesh of her cunt … and then, at the very pinnacle, everything around her froze into a luridly-etched tableau to be a long remembered moment of ecstasy – then the whole world exploded in a cascade of purples and reds and yellows, like a million pinwheels of light all bursting at once, driving and swirling her toward the first deep feeling of peace she had known since she was a child …
When at last she was able to open her eyes, she watched her mother undress and quickly crawl upon the cum-stained bed. Kate's eyes were dark glowing coals of desire as, with a knowing smile toward Lucy, she reached out and began blatantly stroking Matt's flaccid animal-cock.