Chapter 4
Linda waited with terror, her eyes fastened on the opened shed door. She had heard Al's orders and wondered what they were going to do with that animal.
Al said nothing, standing next to the couch and staring down at her naked tits. In a few minutes they both could hear Chet coming back. And with him came the animal.
"It's nice of you to drop in," Al said ironically.
"You, you...." Linda was afraid to tell him what she thought.
"That's it, baby. I don't like the kind of broads who give in and start cry in' right away. I knew when my buddy and I moved into the old Swensen place down the road you were our kind of people."
"My mother was right. She thought you and he were nothing but white trash." The words escaped from her in spite of her former vow not to say anything.
Al's lips curled up into a nasty smile. Stepping around until he faced the girl, he raised his right hand high over her head, then held it there for a second.
"Look who's been fucked so hard she can't stand up. And then who begged for more, hm? No, baby," Al continued, enjoying Linda's obvious shame and humiliation. "Maybe it all started out as rape, but you can't stop that cunt of yours now."
At that point Chet stepped into the cabin. Trotting behind him was a three-year-old black and white German shepherd.
"That's Jack," Al said proudly, turning his head around briefly and clucking a greeting to the entering animal. "We took him all the way back here with us from Oklahoma. Good for huntin' birds, or lickin' cunts." The last words burned like acid in Linda's brain.
"What?" She couldn't believe her ears. They were going to force her to do something with that dog? Oh God, won't anything stop this ultimate degradation?
"Stay, Jack. Come on, Chet, and let's get Miss Goody Two Shoes undressed."
Linda struggled on the couch, using her fists as best she could to beat away the two men. But they only laughed, digging their fingers cruelly into her tender flesh, commenting on how the marks from their last attack were still there. Linda meanwhile, tried to keep on her slacks, holding onto the waistband after Chet had torn open the top button and ripped apart the zipper. But Al was too strong and quick for her, knocking her hands away, then tugging at the black material until it slid easily from under her squirming buttcheeks and went down around her ankles.
"Oh God! God!" Linda cried, stripped completely now, her legs spread apart on the couch. She opened her eyes and saw the German shepherd staring hotly at her. His long pink tongue was hanging limply out of the side of his mouth. She watched his hairy, massive chest heave up and down with excitement while his brown eyeballs danced merrily in his head. From somewhere deep in his throat a growl came out, making Linda push back into the dirty torn material of the old couch.
"Okay, baby. I wanna see if old Jack here can turn you on like we did," Al said, moving his raised hand around in a signal to the animal.
"Why are you doing this?" Linda wailed, her eyes growing large with terror. The animal wagged its big bushy tail, then pushed up and walked slowly in a crouched position to Chefs feet. Jack circled around Al's shoes twice, turning his head around at times to take a long hard look at Linda's exposed blonde cunny. His ears pricked forward every time he passed by the girl's spread legs, and his nose twitched visibly in attempts to pick up any scent of the young teenager's pussy.
"You're just a victim," Al said, shrugging his shoulders and screwing up his eyebrows. "That's the way the world is, I guess-victims and people like me who make them victims."
"Come on, Al!" Chet said impatiently.
"Feed, Jack."
Linda pushed back into the couch as the animal lowered his head and flattened his ears while he walked toward her. Linda dug her fingertips into the cushion, afraid to draw her legs together for fear of being attacked by the dog. Already she could feel his hot breath against her inner thighs. He paused at the foot of the couch, his head even with the bottom junction of her cuntal labes while his eyes rolled up and took a survey of the situation. Pleased, Linda guessed, at what he saw, the German shepherd moved forward again, pushing his head between the blonde girl's spread thighs. His tongue, already lolling out, began licking the tender ribbons of pink flesh that showed through the thick twisted matting of Linda's cuntal curls.
The girl closed her eyes. Her head snapped back and she bit down hard on her lower lip until the indentations of her teeth showed on the flesh. The veins stood out on her forehead while the young girl's neck strained backward. A sharp gurgling sound came from Linda's throat as she endured the first warm, wet touch of the dog. It was revolting to think what was happening to her pussy. She sucked in a deep breath and held it as she felt that long tongue snake up her crack.
The dog had raised both paws up to the couch now, resting each one atop her knees while he lowered his head further and started nuzzling her slicked snatch with his nose. Linda cried out with fear and horror, opening her eyes and looking down at what was happening.
"Oh no, NO!" she moaned. It was worse than she thought. To see her own pretty little pussy being violated in this foul way-by a dog-it was enough to make her want to die. The dog's long, flat tongue slashed between the girl's pink cuntlips repeatedly, relentless flicking at the soft rich flesh. Occasionally his tongue would curl into the hole between the labes, working deeper and deeper and making Linda squirm on the couch with uneasiness. Her naked cunt began to tighten each time the tongue slithered into it. Linda began to suspect that she might actually begin to enjoy this.
"Don't," she said more weakly, raising her hands and placing them on the animal's big head. But there was a heaviness in her movements now. Her voice had grown thicker, and her eyelids had come down halfway. Oh God, what kind of vile whore was she turning into?
"Back, back, oh please, no," Linda begged the big dog. But Jack was too involved in what he was doing to listen to anyone except maybe Al. The dog wrenched his head as if he'd captured some wild animal. He was growling deeper and louder now, a growl of excitement.
"That's it, Jack. Get her good," Al shouted encouragingly.
But Jack needed no encouragement. Linda could feel the velvet wetness of her pussy being toyed with by the big dog. Linda felt the inner surfaces of her cunt rubbing together as she wormed around on the couch. Jack plunged his wet nose under her hot cuntal mound when she moved forward, his tongue wetting her more and more. Jack was whining, wiggling his strong body back and forth while his tail wagged slowly back and forth. Linda felt petrified. The first touch of his tongue had made her belly buck and turn over with fear. But now, she couldn't understand why she wasn't screaming or clawing at the animal in attempts to get away.
"Oh noo, oh MY GOD!" To her own surprise, Linda found she was opening her cunt to him. She had turned around and fallen back on the couch, pressing her cheek against the rear cushion while Jack leapt up and kept on licking. With a low moan Linda let her knees fall apart. Jack was going wild. His tongue slopped over the tender inner flesh of her thigh. Each lick brought floods of juice from her cunt. It was a lovely, ecstatic friction-that sensation of his tongue against her hot wet pussy.
"Oh, yes, yes," she murmured, rolling her head back and forth while closing her eyes. How could she have ever thought that making it with a dog was foul? was something gentle, even loving about what she was feeling with that big German shepherd. Linda blocked out the taunts and jeers coming from Chet and Al. All she could think of was that wonderful feeling each time Jack's long tongue slopped over her swollen fat labes, then moved up to rub against her clitty.
He nuzzled his cold black nose between her swollen cuntlips almost tenderly. Gently his long pink tongue sucked around her tiny inner cuntlips, petting her clitty shaft, then going back down to the bottom junction of her outer labes. Linda shuddered with the strange fever Jack had unleashed in her. The dog rested on her belly now. She could feel his hot breath tickle her cuntal curls as he drenched her pussy over and over again.
"Oh God, God," Linda murmured again. She didn't dare think of what was happening to her. She knew there was an animal between her shivering white legs. And yet it somehow was better if she kept her eyes shut and concentrated just on the feeling.
Slowly the girl raised her hands and reached down to her belly. She found Jack's pointed nose. She felt the steamy mess between her thighs and also felt the dog's tongue licking and lapping at her hairy, wet trench.
"Jesus, yes, yesss!" Linda moved her ass up, giving Jack more of her cunt to eat. He sensed the excitement and whimpered through his nose. Now he was bathing the bottom of her ass with hot spit, lapping back into the split of her asscheeks, back to the brown wrinkled flesh surrounding her asshole. Linda felt so hot and wet. And there was that delicious sensation of fur rubbing back and forth against her legs. She was covered completely with something warm and vital, and it was lapping and licking her up to a wild orgasm.
"Oh noooo," she cried, so ashamed. "Oh yes, baby," Al shouted, folding his big arms across his bare chest and leering down at the foul scene. His eyes danced with fury while his cock stiffened and pushed almost painfully against his shorts. He had forced one or two other women into this same situation. But few had taken so quickly to the animal as did Linda. He knew she would hate both him and herself after she'd cum. But right now she seemed to have a hidden fire in her that nothing could put out short of orgasm. He smiled to himself, thinking of several other things he and his buddy Chet could put the girl through before letting her go. Yes, it had been a wise decision to get out of Oklahoma where they were wanted by the police for committing crimes similar to this one. The girls of Massachusetts would be a real find if they were only half as hot as Linda.
Linda tried to fight up through the lust she felt, having glimpses of Al's and Chet's leers and knowing she was exciting them through her degradation. But her arms trembled and felt too heavy. The girl felt as if she were moving in slow motion. The only real thing was that hot ache growing worse and worse down deep in her cunny, and that wonderful soothing relief the big German shepherd's tongue was bringing to her snatch.
"UHHHH!" Linda moaned. Her fingers curled up again behind the dog's furry pointed ears and she curled her back, pressing her swollen dripping cunt up and down, then back up against his pointed muzzle. The pink tongue drove in and out of her wet slit. It felt incredibly good. Her clit burned like a torch from the steady lapping friction. Linda dug her fingertips into the dog's neck, lifting her feet from the couch and slowly scissoring them around the big animal's body. Slowly Linda inched her knees back until they were nearly pressing against her titties. Then she parted them further. Every tiny hollow of her cunt was peeled back like an opened orange now, exposed to the oral caresses of the German shepherd.
When Jack nuzzled and pressed his nose against her soaking cunt once more, Linda gasped and babbled like a wild woman. The stiff tickle of his coat against the tender soles of her feet made her throw her head back against the bottom cushion again. A string of drool oozed from the right corner of her mouth. She moved her ass up, then let it fall back again. Up and back, up and back, going around and around in tighter faster circles now. She twisted her thighs to one side, letting the dog's front incisors brush one of her cuntlips. Then she arched her back and tilted her pussy to give him her clit again.
"Uhhh, OHHHHH!" Linda didn't care about anything any more. She could die doing this and it wouldn't matter. It was the best thing to happen to her in a long time.
She worked her ass around now in wild circles, crying out in choked sobs, then dancing her bare asscheeks around the couch. The material grew damp with her cunt juice and Jack's drool as the air was filled with her cries, the animal's growls and yelps, and the wet soppy sound of his tongue sticking in and out of the girl's snatch.
"NMMNNGH!" Linda teetered on the sharp edge of climax. The big muscles in her ass cramped. She kicked her feet high, fanning her toes until they cramped as well. Jack slowed down his rubbing friction, tilting his head and staring up curiously at her.
"Now, now!"
The dog gave a yip, then nuzzled his nose between her cuntlips. Linda felt the tender membranes of her pussy fill with blood. If only she had a cock inside her, everything would be entirely wonderful. Still, just the thought of what was about to happen to her pussy drove her wild.
Linda pitched on the couch, bucking her ass against Jack's jaws. His teeth cut her slightly, and the sharp tickle brought babbling groans of delight from her throat. She raked his fur with her fingers, pulling him harder and harder against her. The girl rolled and twitched on the couch, her long blonde hair splashing over her face. She quivered, throbbed, exploded as her clit began to explode in orgasm. Jack kept on licking and nuzzling, panting his hot breath against her pussy. Hot juice flowed out onto the couch, wet down the short black fur on the animal's pointed snout. Linda's cum was achingly slow. But when it flowed, the girl cried and whimpered, calling out endearing names to the dog while her pussy contracted, squeezed, relaxed, then squeezed again.
"Ohhhh," the girl moaned exhausted, letting her sink limply into the couch.
"You ain't done yet, baby," Al said, pulling Jack reluctantly off the couch and reaching down toward the surprised girl.