Chapter 6
Tanya felt the smooth concrete floor touching her ass. How cool it felt against her hot, wet flesh! She felt the Doberman's tongue slither up her dripping cuntal slot, the tip touching her clit to make the young woman cry out once more.
She curled her fingers, scraping her nails against the concrete. Her shoulders wallowed against the floor, while her feet moved back and forth.
Several times, the young teen had snapped her knees together when a particularly powerful spasm ripped through her snatch. Tanya loved the sensation of her heart pounding so hard. She felt the hot flood of her cuntal juices, felt the hunger growing deep inside of her. The woman writhed across the floor, taking the large animal with her. Yes, Tanya knew what was happening to her, and didn't care any longer! "OHHHHH!"
Tanya loved the sensation of his hot pink tongue lolling around in her pussy. She wasn't fighting him any longer. Oh, let it last, let it last for a long, long time! The young blonde teen thought of her room, thought of the horrors that might be waiting for her when this was over.
This was wonderful torture. Her guilt disappeared, evaporated in the growing heat of her pussy. Tanya heard her butt flesh squeak across the floor. Oh, she was so hot, wet, wild!
"Oh, God!"
Tanya gasped hard, rolling onto her belly and feeling her stiff nipples twitch as they touched the cool concrete. The big animal, meanwhile, was going about his business, nosing around her neck until she was wet. The new titillation was unexpected, and had a surprisingly intense effect on her. King stood over her, his powerful forelegs braced on either side of her lower back. He licked down her spine, touching the hollows and bumps, making the young woman finally let out a shivery moan.
Tanya bit her lower lip, then slowly lifted her ass. Yes, she was letting him have her, actually encouraging the big dog to lick her more frenziedly!
"Look at her! She's truly a bitch! She can't get enough of our friend. That's good, Tanya. I'm glad we've got such a surprisingly alert young woman like you. You'll go very far here," Sylvia said with a grin, pinching her fingers over her clit and squeezing the tiny bud until a shudder made her entire body vibrate.
Meanwhile, Tanya was going wild. She felt the animal licking her buttocks. He grunted and wet down each rounded cheek sloppily. He was smoothing his tongue between her buns, lapping her narrow crack until his hot spittle dribbled down over her thick pussy curls. It was something she'd never thought of having done to her in her life! She let out another moan and started to rise.
"No one leaves here!" Sylvia said with a sharp voice.
But Tanya had no intention of leaving. She was too hot, too excited with the big animal to move anywhere but closer to him. She rose up on her knees to give King more room. Satisfied that the young blonde teenager was going nowhere, the nasty doctor settled back onto her stool and spread her thighs once more, sticking her fingers between her bloated labes and scraping her pussy lining with her fingernails.
"Ahhh!"
She had her eyes closed, kneeling there in front of Dr. Barringer, wobbling, dangerously close to falling over onto her side. When King's strong, broad tongue brushed an especially sensitive spot, the young woman sucked in a ragged breath, then let it out with a long, low groan. Her cunt was aching so! The itch that had started there earlier had peaked into an incredibly sharp sensation. The weight of her thunderous boobs hanging down from her chest, excited her even more. She wobbled there for several minutes, gasping in a lungful of air.
Ohhh, how that dog was working her over, growling into her pussy slot, shoving his broad cold black snout against her hole, actually trying to work it in! At times the blonde teen giggled, biting her lip to try and quiet herself. No, this was no laughing matter! God only knows what Sylvia would have done if she'd caught her doing that!
But oh, how marvelous this licking session was! She parted her thighs until her inner cuntlips once more peeled stickily back from the hot, moist pussy meat of her slit. King growled loudly, shoving her greedily, raking his tongue under her cunt mound and then moving up.
"No, Unhhh! NOOO!"
Tanya felt her elbows bending. She collapsed, rolling onto her back once more and letting her knees sag apart. The Doberman pushed back into her once more, sniffing and panting in the steamy, soaked cunt flesh. Tanya kicked out her right leg as the incredible sexual thrills built.
King was growling strangely now. Opening her eyes and peering downward, the young teenager saw that his cock was fully extended now. Tanya shuddered. She thought about the animal fucking her. Could she let something so perverted happen to her? A few minutes ago she couldn't think of a dog touching her. And now she was moaning, writhing on the floor, kicking the Doberman's back with her feet while opening her cunt more and more to him!
King wagged his hips back and forth. Even more of his cock seemed to slide out. Tanya's cuntal hairs clung together in wet little curls along the edges of her cuntlips. She sat with her legs spread apart, making her cunt open fully to the big animal. She could see the tendons in her inner thighs bulging out against her flesh every time King slurped upward from her cunt to her clit.
"AHHHHH!"
King had noticed this strange reaction, and acted upon it. Twisting his head around, the animal opened his powerful jaws and bit down lightly on the tendon.
The effect was incredible! Tanya fell back onto the floor and shoved her cuntal mound up, tossing it around in circles, whimpering for the animal to eat her harder!
"Little bitch, little slut! Nothing can take care of that cunt, can it?"
Tanya couldn't answer that question. Yes, she was acting like a whore! They could call her what they wanted to, but all she wanted was that marvelous sensation that was killing her!
"NOOOOOO!"
Tanya could feel herself getting dangerously close to orgasm. She could feel that odd, itchy, hot feeling crawling up her thighs, spreading down to her belly and asshole, then shooting quickly up to her nipples. She felt a flash of sexual fire explode through her snatch.
Yes, she was going to cum, cum with this big dog! His wonderful, wet tongue was driving her to the peak. As he nipped and licked her pussy, she could feel the shaking of his shoulders. Oh, God, he was close, he was close to shooting off too! Was he going to stick that knobby, slimy red thing up her pussy? Tanya knew she couldn't do anything about it if he decided to do so. She was too weak, too confused to do anything except open herself wider.
"Yessss!"
Tanya was hissing between her teeth. She wrapped her legs around the dog's body and rubbed the inside of her knees against his sides. The throbbing in her cunt was too keen for her to fight anymore. Hot juices boiled up from her cunt to wet King's muzzle. She could hear the slick sounds of his mouth on her cunt, which was sucking and clicking and smacking with each movement.
And Tanya couldn't stop moving. Her shivering moans, her wild squirming seemed to set the Doberman off into another wild flurry of licking. He made strange, grunting sounds against her pussy. She opened her knees even wider. The animal's eyes glowed with a hellish light. Opening his powerful jaws, the Doberman took her furry cuntal mound between his teeth and sucked it gently, his fangs pressing maddeningly against her flesh. At the same time his tongue swirled around and around over the quivering mound of sex flesh.
Tanya couldn't keep herself from screaming. This had to be the most intense feeling in the world! Her body rolled and bucked along the concrete floor, dragged forward by the licking, growling Doberman. She left a wide, wet trail of sweat and cunt juice behind her.
Tanya hadn't meant to touch the dog under his belly. But she was so confused that the young woman couldn't be responsible for her actions. Her hand had slipped back as she'd tossed in the fiery explosion or orgasm. She brushed the tip of King's hard, knobby dong. In a second he was humping his prong against her fingers.
"Uhhhhh!"
His doggie cum spurted quickly. She felt something hot and sticky spatter against her wrist, then wet down her legs. He was actually shooting his doggie jizz all over her! He was moaning and howling as she tried to wiggle away from the spurting blasts of slime.
"NOOOO!"
Tanya was still gasping from the punch-like force of her own cum. Rolling away, the young teen wiped her cum-stained fingers and wrists against the woolen material of her dress. King was still groaning and barking, trying to mount her while she managed to muster the will to kick and scratch at him.
In the next few seconds Tanya found herself holding onto the stool Sylvia was perched on. Her dress had fallen back down over her knees. King was trotting around, his cock slowly growing soft and sliding back into the sheath.
"How could you do something like this?" Tanya whispered.
She was breathing in huge lungfuls of air and looking up at the doctor. Sylvia's face was calm; she had already squeezed her powerful orgasm from her clit. Tanya shivered. She could feel something dribbling down her legs. It was King's jizz. With a sharp cry, the young woman wiped her dress over her thighs.
"Awful, awful!" she muttered.
"So, you can see what's waiting for you if you keep on breaking our rules."
"I can't go on like this! I can't let it happen!" Tanya sobbed into her hands. Why couldn't she think straight any more? She needed a drink!
Yes, her mother was right. She was turning into an alcoholic, if now all she could think of was a drink. But what else could wash away the horrible guilt now crashing in on her? For try as she might, Tanya couldn't deny her willingness to let the dog lick her pussy.
"Of course you can, and must! It's the only way you can possibly cure yourself.'
There was that horrible word again.
"I don't need a cure!" Tanya cried, curling her fingers into two tight fists and pounding the floor. She wanted to scream the roof down. Why did Sylvia keep going on about cures when everyone knew the real reason why the older woman kept this medieval castle?
"Take her back to her room and let her think about what's happened," Sylvia said with a tired voice.
Tanya gathered herself up, hanging her head down as the men took her by both arms and led her out of the room.
"And remember, Tanya. When you admit you're sick, that's half the cure. All these things may start to lessen if you admit you're sick and need help."
"I'm NOT sick!" Tanya insisted, stopping at the door and turning around. She saw Sylvia sigh and shake her head, then signal to the orderlies to proceed.
The men took her down the hall, their gazes riveted straight ahead. Neither of them said a word as they wound down the twisting corridors. Then suddenly she found herself shoved into a small room.
"What?"
"Shut up, bitch. Little sluts around here don't say much, especially after Sylvia gets through with them."
Tanya started to scream. The first orderly, who had slammed the door, rushed up to her and grabbed her hair, filling his hand with the silky blonde strands and jerking it back. Tanya's scream turned into a strangled kind of gurgle as she snapped backward onto his body. She felt a flurry of hands pawing at her tits, tearing her dress from her body.
"Scream again and we'll make sure you won't talk for a week!"
Tanya moaned, her eyes wide as she felt the last of her dress being stripped from her body. Sam, the first orderly and the biggest of the two, dragged her to a large box in the center of the room.
"Don't hurt me! Oh, God, please! I've suffered enough!"
The men only laughed at her. Mike unfastened his belt, shrugging his pants slowly down to his knees. She saw a large bulge pressing against the piss-flap of his white cotton jockey shorts. They were going to fuck her probably with the express permission of Sylvia Barringer. Part of her therapy program, no doubt!
"You wanna stick your cock into her snatch after the dog got through with it?" Mike asked, wrinkling up his nose.
"Sure, greased down with spit! Good way to fuck a cunt!"
"Oh, no! Please don't! Tanya wailed.
Sam had reached down and rolled the young woman over onto her belly. She saw his cock, long and thick, with a dark red tip. His balls were hairy and wrinkled, pulled tightly against his fat cockroot. The big orderly's belly was tense with excitement. His thick coat of body hair seemed to bristle with lust.
"Man, you're fuckin' wet! Don't know if it's you or the goddamned dog! Don't matter much, though," he grunted, reaching down and picking her up.
Tanya was flung across the box, her hands behind her. Mike pulled a two-foot section of cord from his rear pocket and tied her wrists together tightly, while his buddy stepped out of his white trousers. Sam scratched his balls, burping loudly, then started to crouch down.
"Gonrfa fuck 'er in the ass?"
"She's probably got maggots in the ass. Been in solitary a couple of days. Dr. Barringer doesn't get around cleaning up in that place."
Tanya felt terror creep over her like slime. Yet at the same time she was curiously aroused, aroused in the same way Jack and Sylvia had excited her. She enjoyed this kind of talk, this kind of abuse. As much as she tried to tell herself something different, the truth was there, facing her. Tanya loved this abuse as much as it terrified and sickened her. The fact that she was being taken and used by these smelly, animal-like orderlies was arousing her.
Twisting her head around to see better, she saw Sam milking his liquid flesh, stroking his eight-inch prong, flicking his fingers over the piss-slit to draw out more thick pre-cum. She clenched her ass cheeks, pressing hard against the box as if for protection. Sweat made her naked ass glisten.
"Come on, honey, fuck the box! Go on, fuck it! Fuck it like you wanted to fuck the dog!"
Tanya worked herself closer to the edge of the rough box until she could feel the corner pressing up against her pussy slit. She could feel her hardening clit pushing against the rough exterior.
"Look, she's fucking the box!" Mike said, shaking his head and laughing loudly. "Doc Barringer was right, man! She's always right. She can spot 'em. This one's gonna give us lots of fun before she's through here!"
"Come on, make her behave."
Tanya heard the hissing of leather being scraped along fabric. She heard the snap of leather as, doubled, it struck against itself. She heard the soft, sliding footsteps of one of the orderlies approaching her more closely. Tanya heard his uneven breathing. Even here, perched as she was on the box, ready for fucking, there was going to be pain before pleasure.
"For all the problems you caused your family," Sam said, raising the belt high into the air.
It came down, making a hissing sound. The slap of the belt on her right asscheek jarred her body, making her ass cheeks jiggle with the force of that sharp blow. Tanya whimpered, shuddering as the pain quickly turned into a pleasant glowing warmth across her butt. She felt the spark of lust ignite her thighs, making her pussy quiver with a strange kind of sexual heat.
"And for all the problems you caused Dr. Barringer a couple of days ago when you tried to get away!"
Tanya braced herself, tightening her ass and raising her butt. Gooseflesh exploded on her skin. Her cunt snapped closed and her clit tingled, waiting for the next blow. It hit hard, making the young girl cry out with pain and wild lust. The sounds of the men and their breathing made her grow ever hotter.
There were other blows, some of them nearly tearing the soft flesh of her buttocks. Her pussy hairs were starting to get wet from the love oil oozing from her slit. Tanya was working her cunt against the sharp corner of the box, feeling the rough wood scraping the velvety lining of her snatch maddeningly. Ohhh, what strange feelings were unleashed by these awful men!
The young blonde snapped her head back as the next blow slammed across both ass cheeks. Her spine straightened, her head raised at a sharp angle. It was as if the belt was some kind of strange hammer, pounding her into the dirt. The girl couldn't stand the pain much longer. And yet Tanya actively sought it out, raising her ass in the air, wiggling it back and forth, rubbing her cunt and clit against the rough edge of the box just after the doubled leather belt bit into her skin.
Oh, God, it was an awful admission, but the girl realized she had to have something in her cunt. She needed something, anything, as long as it was long, thick and stiff!
"Ready?"
Tanya could hear the belt fall to the floor.
"Man, she's all wet in here, just like a woman should be," Sam said, sticking his forefinger in her cunt and working it around. They both were taunting her, calling her terrible names. Then Sam bent down, holding his cock with one hand while steadying himself with the other.
He slipped his cock into her easily. Her wet cuntlips wrapped around his hard-driving, fat cock. Tanya grunted like a stuck pig, twisting her head, throwing her long blonde hair back and forth. The yellow strands splashed across her face as a riot of unholy feelings erupted in her cunt. Her belly muscles contracted as she shook her ass, making the heavy cheeks jiggle and dance.
"Man, she's good, she's-AAHHH!"
Tanya screamed as well, matching his sound. He was fucking her the way wild animals fuck in the fields. That was what Sylvia Barringer was trying to tell her, she was nothing more than a senseless, wild animal, a slut! This horrible incident seemed to prove it.
So be it! Tanya thought to herself as she felt her clit burning like a smoking coal.