Chapter 12
It was the following afternoon and Sally was sweltering in her room.
Pretty soon she began to hear the sound of loud voices. The men were engrossed in conversation. Then she thought she heard the sound of a dog barking.
A few moments later, the three men burst into the room. Abdul walked in first. He was holding a restless German Shepherd on a leash in his left hand, while holding onto his trusty bull whip in his right.
"This is Klaus," Abdul said, pointing to the dog. "I got Klaus out of the shed in back. I can see he's obviously very intrigued by you."
"What's the meaning of all of this?" Sally asked fearfully.
Abdul looked at her angrily. He reached out and slashed her with the whip, allowing it to connect with her left ankle.
"You don't ask questions of us," he snapped. "Just take off your clothes, whore. Get them off fast."
As Abdul stood there watching her menacingly, and the other two men stood a few feet away, Sally immediately began to unbutton her dress. As she continued to unbutton it, her eyes focused on Klaus. He sat there poised and apparently ready to strike. As she removed her dress, her whole body began to tremble with great nervousness. She was fearful over what might happen to her. The longer that she sat there, the greater the amount of anxiety that she felt throughout her whole body. She didn't quite know what to make of what was going to happen to her. All she knew was that both the dog and Abdul were apparently highly eager to enjoy themselves in some capacity at her expense.
After she slid her panties down her legs and off of her, she lay stretched out there on the bed. She watched as Abdul removed Klaus's leash.
"He wants you," Abdul laughed nastily. "That's obvious. Go ahead, Klaus. Attack. Attack!"
The dog began to snarl, showing his sharp, jagged teeth. He leaped swiftly onto the bed, reaching out with his teeth and nipping at her left heel. His teeth landed with solid impact, breaking the skin and precipitating blood.
"Ohh, stop, please, stop," Sally sobbed bitterly.
"Halt, Klaus," Abdul said. "No more rough stuff for the moment." The moment that Abdul cried out "Halt" to Klaus, the dog immediately ceased his attack. He wasn't about to leave the bed, however, since he had something in mind. He pushed his nose downward toward his helpless victim's pussy. He poked his nose inside of Sally's vagina, inspecting thoroughly.
"Klaus wants you," Abdul laughed. "Go ahead, Klaus. You have your male urges. Satisfy them. Yes, satisfy them. You see, Klaus is a good guard dog. We think, though, that he also requires a little satisfaction. He doesn't have a female German Shepherd around here to fuck, and he has to get his kicks somewhere. So he might just as well get them from you, you whore. So you'd better bear up under
Klaus very well. And you'd better not in any way give him any trouble. We won't tolerate that for one second."
Klaus continued to poke his nose around his lovely captive's pussy. When he removed it, he reached out with his long, hungry, red tongue. He let his tongue lash back and forth against Sally's thigh. Back and forth his tongue smoothly twisted and slid, making steady contact against her left thigh. The quicker and more stiffly that Klaus asserted his tongue against her thigh, the more that he enjoyed it. As for Sally, the whole thing made her shrink in revulsion. Her whole body quivered as Klaus kept on running his tongue against her thigh. He kept slipping it back and forth. As he did, Sally observed Abdul moving closer to the bed. He had his shiny black bull whip in his right hand. She knew what that meant. If she at any point failed to satisfy Abdul with her performance, she would be subjected to some more battering. So she recognized that as much as she hated the idea of becoming a dog's sex object, she had no other choice. As long as Klaus was sitting there perched in front of her, panting like mad, she would have to make the most of it. There was nothing she could do in her current situation, other than tolerate everything that was occurring.
"Just move your tongue," Abdul told Klaus. "Work your tongue very nicely, Klaus. You're very horny. Well, keep it all going. Keep your tongue grinding. Slide it back and forth."
Klaus kept up his swift, determined tongue stabs. He moved his tongue back and forth a few more times against Sally's left thigh, after which he finally removed it. He put his tongue to work next against her right thigh. Back and forth his tongue went to work, connecting with her thigh. The quicker that his tongue worked, the more stiffly that he let it penetrate against her thigh. It kept on driving with quivering desire, working back and forth, sliding against her leg.
"I really like that," Abdul said. "Klaus, it's fun watching you make it with this broad."
Klaus removed his tongue from Sally's thigh. She hoped that he was through with his sucking. She actually wanted him to be through with sex altogether. She hated the idea of this panting animal making love to her. Perhaps he would be satisfied with just sucking her thighs. Maybe he wouldn't be demanding anymore. At least that was her fervent hope.
It turned out, however, that Klaus had other ideas. As soon as he finished sucking Sally's thighs, he immediately pushed his tongue forward. She was afraid of doing anything to antagonize Klaus. Her heel still was sore from where he had bitten her and drawn blood. The blood was lying caked there at her heel, serving as a constant reminder of Klaus's violent propensities. He panted ever so anxiously, then shoved his tongue inside of her ass slit. Back and forth his tongue worked. Right from the very beginning he pushed it inside of her anus with everything that he had. He kept on driving his tongue ever so surgingly, pushing it deep inside of her anus. The quicker that his hot tongue kept on slashing inside her asshole, the more excitement that Klaus felt. His tail began to wag and his body twisted as he kept on ramming his tongue inside her asshole.
Said and Kasem looked at each other, wondering just what to make of everything that was happening. It had been Abdul's idea to discipline and humiliate Sally that much more. He wanted to do everything that he could to project fear into her at all times. Even though the other two were anything but softies on the subject of discipline, they could not seem to match in any way the attitude that Abdul demonstrated. He could not seem to get enough in the way of sex thrills at Sally's expense.
Abdul kept on watching, a big smile flashing itself across his entire face as he observed the German Shepherd continuing to let his tongue press and slide ever so deeply inside of Sally's anus.
"Keep your busy tongue working," he said. "Klaus, you're quite a guy."
The dog removed his tongue a few moments later from Sally's asshole. Klaus was all set at that point to push his tongue inside of her pussy. Before he actually slid his tongue forward, he pushed his nose against her nest. She felt a little bit of shock from the coldness of Klaus's nose. He pushed it against her box for a few moments, then released it. By then he was all set to launch into some wild sucking. He wanted to push his tongue back and forth, to drive it inside of her vagina. He wanted to let his twisting tongue go all the way, and he would keep on asserting it with brisk conviction until the juices had shot from her hole.
She hated the idea of Klaus actually shoving his tongue inside of her. She did not know just how she could hold up under it, but she knew that she couldn't risk the dog or AbduJ to know how much she hated it. Soon the panting canine was running his nervous, red tongue inside of her mound. He twisted it from side to side, allowing it to project with great anxiety as it moved back and forth, circulating inside of her snatch.
At first she felt sickened by the tongue penetration of the animal as he worked his tongue back and forth inside of her mound. The longer that the activity continued, however, the more she couldn't help but realize that the dog was able to impart certain sensations into her. He did have a long, red tongue, and he knew how to work it like a piston, driving it deep inside of her hot gash. Every now and then his tongue would slide over her clitoris, which caused Sally to feel that much more in the way of excitement.
"That's it, Klaus," Abdul said proudly. "Keep your tongue pushing. Yes, push it inside of her."
Klaus worked his tongue back and forth a few more times. As he did, Sally realized, that despite the fact she hated the situation, she could not hold back the orgasmic fires within her. She would just have to shoot. The juices would have to spray from her snatch.
As her hips swayed back and forth, the juices began to shoot from her pussy. They splashed from her mound, her buttocks twisting back and forth as Klaus eagerly sought every droplet of her joy juice.
His tongue kept on twisting, moving back and forth as he corraled every drop of her sweet cuntal nectar. After that, he removed his tongue from her vagina.
Klaus was anything but finished. He pushed his nose against her cunt once more, panting loudly.
"Attack, Klaus, attack!" Abdul called out.
This time Klaus reached down and exercises his teeth against Sally's right thigh. His gnashing teeth landed. She let out a shriek, closing her eyes and grimacing. Once again Klaus drew some blood. He removed his teeth.
"Very good," Abdul said. "Now you're going to fuck her."
Sally lay there trembling, her thigh paining her where Klaus had exercised his teeth.
"Get down on all fours," Abdul motioned to her. "Klaus is gonna enter you. He's gonna stick his long, hot dick inside of your snatch. He's gonna give you quite a fuck. You just wait and see. You're lucky to have somebody like him around. A dog who knows how to fuck. Who can grind a cock like crazy. Well, he's gonna grind his dick inside of your snatch."
Klaus got set. He watched ever so alertly as his helpless captive got down on all fours.
"Spread your ass cheeks apart," Abdul commanded. "You do exactly as I tell you."
To insure the fact that she would cooperate, Abdul continued to hold onto his whip. He was determined to see to it that everything went just right, and that he got his way on every point. If there was one thing he would not tolerate, it was that this woman would in any way cross him or fail to provide him with everything that he wanted.
"If you don't want to get whipped good and hard, you'll submit to this dog in every respect. He wants you. That's clear. He's gonna have you."
Said and Kasem looked at each other, awaiting the start of the fuck. They observed the helpless victim parting her legs, awaiting the first solid thrust of the dog.
Sally gasped as Klaus reached up and shoved his paws against her thighs. He began to push his body forward, anticipating making his first quick, stiff contact with his hard dick. He wanted to slam his hard peter inside of her vagina, to let it plunge with great strength and skill until the drops of his hot, white fluid had forged their way out of the end of his rangy tool and into her mound.
"Fuck her, Klaus," Abdul called out excitedly. "Give her a good fuck."
Abdul was so carried away that he felt compelled to use his whip. He reached out with his whip, allowing it to land with slashing impact against Sally's right buttock. She moaned, doing her best not to make any loud sounds. She was afraid that if she did so, she would only be in that much more trouble with both Abdul and the horny German Shepherd.
"Go get her," Abdul shouted loudly. "That's it, Klaus, fuck the bitch's cunt. Show her what a real fuck is all about."