Chapter 5
Linda was too weak to resist. Her powerful though slow orgasm had turned her into a spineless, willing slave to anything either man wanted to do. She felt Al's big hands wrap around her upper arms and pull her off the couch. Every moment was painful to her, cutting through the deliciously warm afterglow that spread across her aching pussy to the rest of her body. She just wanted to lie quietly on the couch and go to sleep. But Al and Chet had other ideas.
"Come on. You're a fuckin' lazy bitch," Al growled, pulling the reluctant teenager off the cushion and dragging her halfway across the uneven wooden floor of the shed. Linda felt some splinters jab into her toes. But she was too frightened to cry out. Slowly her mind began to slip back into reality. The sensation of what had just happened to her pussy changed from delight to horror. Yes, the cumming had been different and good. But what a way to reach a climax! How could she ever look at herself in the mirror again? She'd done what the most vile whore in New York or Los Angeles would run away from. When Al dropped her hard on her knees to the floor, the young blonde didn't complain. She felt a cloak of shame cover her young mind, and all she could think of was she deserved whatever vile degradation she received. "On all fours."
Linda did as she was told, leaning forward and stretching her thin arms in front of her. Her big titties dangled down, nearly touching the floor while her blonde hair hung in tangled mats in front of her eyes.
"Okay, get her, Jack."
Linda waited, her heart thumping so hard the girl thought it was going to stick in her throat. The dirty wooden floor hurt the palms of her hands and her knees. She felt cold and uncomfortable in the drafty cabin. And the idea that she was crouching in this obscene position, completely naked, in front of these two disgusting individuals made her want to retch. Yet still there was a perverse excitement rising in the young teenager's loins that defied the horror she rightly felt.
Slowly the dog crept toward the girl, his long red rubbery boner slipping out of the white furry sheath between his hindquarters. Linda's belly sagged down toward the floor as she waited horrified for what she knew was to be a doggie fuck.
Jack stopped a few inches from the girl's exposed furry cuntal slit and tilted up his head, sniffing at the wet crack. His ears pricked forward while his tail wagged back and forth. Linda twisted her head around and looked at the familiar animal. His sides were sinking in and billowing out with excitement.
And this time she also noticed the big dick sliding out of his pouch and hanging down toward the floor. It was covered with bumps and knots, glistening with some strange oily substance, and growing longer and longer with each passing second. It looked horribly ugly. And to think that thing was going to be sticking in and out of her crotch! Linda let out a low groan and felt the strength going out from her arms and legs.
"Don't pass out now, bitch," Al said, raising his right leg and pressing his boot hard against the girl's right cheek. Linda could smell something foul like stale shit and piss reeking from the sole of his boot. She made a face and turned her head away, groaning while the big dog crept a few inches closer.
"Oh!" Linda felt his nose push against her twat. Only this time the dog had other plans for her snatch. Sniffing and taking a tentative lick at the soft tissue folds, Jack moved back, then jumped forward.
"GOD!" the girl cried out in startled shouts. Linda nearly collapsed to the floor from the sudden weight and had to struggle to keep her balance. Jack wriggled for awhile on top of her, his hindlegs dancing merrily around while his knobby boner rubbed up and down against the girl's thighs. Linda could feel his forepaws scratching her sides, while drool splashed down from Jack's powerful jaw and wet the back of her neck. It was a disgusting feeling, not at all like the one she had only minutes before when he was lapping at her pussy.
It didn't take the big shepherd long to find a fucking position. Linda's fingers curled into the floor and hot tears welled up in her eyes when she felt the dog's powerful cock pressing against her pussylips.
"Oh God, take him off. Please, don't let him do this to me. Oh God in heaven, stop this!" the girl wailed.
"God's not gonna hear anything from the likes of you," Chet commented, rubbing his crotch with his right hand.
"You've done everything else. Why don't you relax and enjoy this, baby," Al said, leering at Jack's cock and watching it inch closer and closer toward Linda's cunt.
The girl kept on crying, twisting around on the floor while the big animal held tightly on and danced around with her. She could feel the full hot length of his prong now. He was whining, moving around in jerky movements, trying to get his cock into her. The girl pinched her thighs together, kicking out at the dog with her legs, trying to get him off while the men laughed at her futile attempts.
With one powerful lunge when Linda had rested for a second from her useless efforts, Jack hunched back his hindquarters, dragged his knobby boner across her cuntlips, then drove it into her snatch.
Linda's eyelids fluttered open in surprise and horror. Her lower jaw dropped, and a stupid expression of blank terror took over her face. Every muscle in her body tensed while more and more of the German shepherd's cock was fed into her pussy.
"AHHHHHHHRHHH!" the girl finally cried, dropping her head until it hit the floor. She felt the full horror of the situation now. There was something long, hard, thick and disgusting inside her pussy, pushing out the cuntal walls, driving in like a heated spear. And all around her was that horrible warm fur and those claws raking at her chest, her titties, her belly. She tried to crawl away. But the strength seemed to be drained from her. More and more of the animal's cock pushed into her snatch, peeling back her outer labes, opening her cuntal trench into a wide hole.
"Fuck her good," Al encouraged.
Linda cried, sobbing wildly as the penetration of her pussy was completed. She could feel the dog's fat nuts pressing against her pussylips now. He rested on top of her, still growling, keeping his legs pressed hard against hers, his forepaws wrapped tightly just below her hanging titties. And then the fucking began. He started quickly, not caring about technique. Linda cried out each time the doggie dick plunged into her pussy, tossing her head back and forth, whipping her long blonde hair across the backs of her hands.
It felt as if her pussy were being reamed out by a bumpy file. Faster and faster the animal fucked her. The girl closed her eyes and grunted with the effort. Her rubbery plump cuntlips peeled back, then puckered in with each inward and outward thrust.
Linda could feel that big knob she always heard animals had at the base of their cocks. Jack was pushing hard, twisting around as much as he could without losing his grip on the girl, trying to work in that bump. But the teenager was too tight. She could fight that. It was the least she could do to keep something that big and horrible out of her stretched pussy.
"God, make him cum! In God's name, make him cum," Linda cried, feeling cramps starting up in her ass and the backs of her legs. She felt more fouled than ever before. And still the dog kept fucking her, his furry hindquarters hunching up and down as he fed his dickmeat harder and faster into her pussy. The girl clawed wildly at the floor now, her face streaked with tears. A strange expression approaching insanity crossed her face when Al commented that he thought Jack was cumming.
"Oh God no, NOOO!"
Linda screamed, banging her head again and again against the floor when she felt the animal's fat sausage-like cock swell up inside her cunny. Then came the pulsating throbs she could feel through her cuntal walls. There were steady streams of jizz, animal spunk being dumped down into the throat of her cunny, then dribbling out from her hole and oozing down her thigh to the floor. Linda felt as if she were being covered with some kind of horrible filth. Al and Chet said nothing, watching in mixed contempt and awe at what was happening. The girl's sobs turned into growls of hatred and revulsion now as Jack finished shooting his load. In a minute he had pulled out of her cunt.
"You filthy, foul men," Linda growled, peering through her tangled hair that dangled in front of her eyes. She was still in the crouched position, wincing as she felt more of the animal's jizz leaking out of her hole and slicking down her already cum-wet legs. Bolts of anger shot through her mind. If there had been an ax nearby Linda would have used it against the two men staring down at her.
"You ain't tellin' us nothin' we ain't heard before," Al said, rubbing his chin and looking around the shed. The animal had curled up in the far corner and rested his head on his forepaws, watching Linda, Al and Chet curiously. "Seems we got into trouble like this before, and we always got out."
"My father will get you-both of you," the girl vowed savagely. She felt she could tear them apart with her hands.
Al pursed his lips together and looked sneeringly at the blonde. Suddenly he raised his foot high in the air. Linda started, raising her hands above her head protectively. But the girl was too slow. In an instant she felt the foul-smelling boot slam against her forehead, knocking her across the room. She heard the men coming toward her. And then everything sank into a blessed, if only temporary, blackness.