Chapter 8
"I enjoyed your performance so much the other day, Tanya," Dr. Barringer said.
The young woman was back in the doctor's office. Sylvia was staring at her, rubbing her fingers over her stiffening nipples. Tanya wondered why she was summoned to this inner sanctum. She hadn't seen it since the day her mother had brought her to this place nearly two weeks ago.
"Some of the staff say you've been very cooperative."
Tanya smiled cynically at this remark. Did she have a choice? Fortunately or not, no one had tried anything sexually with her since Sam and Mike fucked her after that dog-rape scene. But there were hours of intense interrogation, mind fucking, Tanya called it. They were brainwashing her slowly, trying to make her admit to all kinds of things she'd never done before in her life.
It was all mental harassment up to this point. But whenever Sylvia Barringer was around, the mental pain quickly became something else. That was why Tanya was rubbing her moist palms against her dress. What new forms of horror did Sylvia have in store for her?
"But they also state they haven't come very far with you. Why don't you just admit to the problems you had before, Tanya? The treatment would go much more easily with you."
"I won't," the girl said, shaking her head back and forth. It was crazy. Why should she admit to something she was innocent of?
"Well, there's little I can do for you and your mother, unless you cooperate. Of course, I have a few ways to encourage that," she said, wrinkling up her forehead. That smile! That awful, devilish smile of hers made Tanya shiver.
"Please let me go!" Tanya begged, although she knew it was useless. The older woman had no intention of letting her go until she'd had her way with her. Oh, God, why had this horror happened to her?
"That just can't be arranged right now, my dear.
Of course, if you cooperate ..."
"No, no, NO!"
"Very well," Sylvia said, sighing and shrugging her shoulders.
Tanya watched as the older woman reached over and pushed a small black button. There was a sharp buzz, followed by the opening of the door. Mike and another orderly-not Sam- walked in.
"Did you bring the dog?"
Tanya shivered. Oh, God, not that again! She held her breath, feeling herself slowly rock back and forth. They were going to put her through this awful humiliation again, make her submit to this horrible act!
"Yes, Dr. Barringer."
Sylvia smiled with satisfaction, then motioned for them to bring in the animal. There was some scuffling around, then the familiar sound of short, panting-like breathing. It was King!
"He remembers you, Tanya. Good, that will make things much easier," Sylvia said, hiking her dress up and signaling for the men to begin.
"This is awful! Horrible!" Tanya cried, her face screwing up into a mask of anger and terror. She backed away as the orderlies came for her.
"Strip her. Tie her down, if you have to!" Sylvia barked.
Tanya wrestled briefly with the men, then quickly surrendered. What was the use? Why fight them? They were going to do what they pleased, anyway. She should be thankful that they weren't going to shoot her, or put her through that knife torture again!
Mike pulled her dress off, leaving the young blonde completely naked. Sylvia pushed her high-backed leather chair away from the desk, leaning back and smiling as the men prepared the young woman for the animal.
"He doesn't seem interested in her, ma'am," the second orderly said.
"Then encourage him," Sylvia said, opening the center drawer and pulling out a bottle. "I keep this for eating during working hours. Maybe we can help King get his appetite for cunt back with it."
As Mike forced the young woman down onto the couch, the other orderly grabbed the tall bottle of meat sauce. Tanya wanted to tell them that they didn't have to rub that awful, greasy stuff on her cunt. Those days of sexual abstinence, the terror now racing through her, excited her pussy so much that sooner or later the Doberman would pick up the scent and become interested.
"Wash her down with it!"
Mike opened the bottle and sprinkled the sauce on her belly and tits, smoothing it around with his big fingers. Tanya groaned at his touch. Oh, he was rubbing her cunt, rubbing his hands over her pussy mound and grinning when he felt it quiver lightly under his heavy touch.
"Okay, boy."
The men backed off as Sylvia leaned forward, slipping her fingers between her legs once more.
"Again, Tanya, are you going to cooperate with my staff? Come, come, dear. It'll go much easier for you."
"No, no!" Tanya replied in a shaking voice.
"Very well. You're a bitch, whether you realize it or not. King will help you in recognizing this fact."
The animal circled the couch that Tanya was sprawled out on. His big brown eyes stared at her. The girl peered down, watching as the animal's black nose quivered. There was a strange smell in the air-the smell of her heated pussy mixing with the musty odor of the meat sauce.
King whined, looking around at the two orderlies and Sylvia. Then he twisted his head back and climbed onto the couch.
Tanya shivered, scooting up on the leather furniture and propping herself up on her elbows. Her feet dangled over the edge. King sat there between her spread legs, looking down at her sauce-smeared cunt, then looking at the young woman. Slowly, he lowered his head and started licking at her right side where the pungent brown sauce had dribbled down heaviest.
Tanya sucked in a heavy breath. How could this be torture? How? Her thoughts were interrupted by a whirring sound. Glancing over Sylvia's shoulder, the young woman saw that a small section of the wall had slid back, revealing a small circular piece of glass. No, it wasn't a window at all! It looked like a projector lens! Oh, no, she was filming this! It was a camera!
"Yes, Tanya. We're filming what's happening here in my office. Many psychiatrists tape and film their clients, showing them the results of interviews as a way of helping them. I know you're enjoying this immensely now. But later in your cell, when you have time to reflect on this, you may have other feelings. When you finally come to admit to your own perverse nature, we'll know we've made some progress. In the meantime ..."
The doctor's voice trailed off into a husky whisper as she fingered herself off while watching the perverted animal scene in front of her.
Tanya wanted to slide off the couch, push the dog off and run for the door. Film! They could use this to blackmail her, for the rest of her life! Or worse yet, it could be sold to porno theaters throughout the country! She'd be up on the big screen, a joke to everyone who saw her!
And yet the sensation of the animal's loving tongue stroking over her flesh slowly drove those thoughts from her. She was quivering with anticipation, not with anger. Tanya was eager to have him bury his muzzle in her cunt. She wanted to be devoured like a bitch in heat!
Oh yes, yes! She was a bitch! She knew that, without having to undergo more of Sylvia Barringer's sadistic interrogation. But she could never admit to this publicly. It would be sinking into a hole from which Tanya was sure she'd never climb out.
And anyway, she didn't care much about her sexual status at this point. She breathed King's name now, ran her fingers over his haunches as he licked the pool of sauce out of her navel. Tanya shivered, twisting around on the couch, hearing her sweaty flesh squeak against the warming leather.
"Shake more of the sauce on her."
Mike did as Sylvia asked, sprinkling the meat sauce on the young woman's tits, her legs, her cunt.
Tanya felt excited to be greased up like that, and even more excited that the dog was licking her clean. As the camera whirred on mindlessly above her, she felt the tickling of his licking, which made her pussy hotter. There weren't any feelings of horror and guilt like she'd felt earlier, or sensed just a few seconds ago. Something had given way in her mind, making her far more receptive to the dog's lapping than before. Tanya began to move her hips against the chushions of the sofa.
"Ohhhh," she gasped. She parted her thighs as one of the orderlies shook the sauce directly into her steamy cunt. Tanya cried out as she felt the cold sauce drenching her soaked cuntlips.
"This will make a fine training movie for the little bitch. Wait until she sees herself on the screen," Sylvia said, flashing a knowing smile at the two men standing back. "You may finger yourselves if you like. Jack off. You know I don't stand on ceremony when giving treatment to the patients here."
Mike and the other orderly smiled back, unzipping their flies and pulling out their long, stiff cocks. Sylvia licked her dry lips, starting to reach over toward the men, then checking her move.
Allowing them to satisfy their desires was one thing. She knew what Mike and Sam were going to do to the young blonde before, and had permitted it. But she must remain aloof from the employees if she was to retain their fear and respect, she knew.
Sylvia settled back into her leather chair, moving her fingers greedily up and down, in and out of her steamy pussy, watching Tanya getting licked off by the Doberman.
The young woman, meanwhile, was spinning out of control once more, trapped by her own lust. She could feel the mixture of cuntjuice and meat sauce drenching her inner thighs. King lurched forward and started eating at her pussy as if he'd been starving for days. His nose moved up and down through her slit, forcing her inner cuntlips apart, stretching her cuntal mouth. It was the kind of feeling she'd been secretly wanting to feel for days! And ooohhh, it was so good!
"Mmmm!" Tanya groaned.
Tanya couldn't let anything so bleak as guilt and shame obscure her pleasure. She moaned loudly and pressed her shoulders to the sofa. She petted King with both feet while he lapped and wet her cunt with his spit. It was doggie spit, wonderfully hot, thick animal saliva drenching her snatch. She didn't care any more about where that spit came from. Anything that felt this good couldn't be evil! •Think of this, Tanya. Think about what's happening to you and what's giving you this hot, tight feeling. You may not really hear me now. But I swear, back in your cell, my voice will come back to you when you see the film."
Sylvia was growing hotter and wetter as she watched the girl pitching around on the couch. The men were now leaning against her desk, moving their fingers quickly up and down their jerking rods, fisting their cocks as their balls strained hard against their dickroots.
Once more Sylvia started to reach over, and stopped her move. Ohhh, it was hell being the head of this sanitarium. She couldn't allow herself the degree of sexual freedom she let her employees have.
King growled and let his teeth nip along the puffed outer ridges of her cuntlips. The feeling nearly drove Tanya into unconsciousness. It hurt her a little, but in a way that was as exciting as that knife tracing along her pussy of some days ago. Tanya ground her ass for more. The tug of fear she felt wasn't enough to make her stop. The young woman humped her back instead and pressed her cuntal mound up harder for the animal to eat. His fangs dug along her sensitive flesh. The animal's neck hairs stood up with the wildness both of them felt. Once more he growled, tossing his head, baring his long, razor-sharp fangs.
"Ohhhh! Damn, damn!"
Tanya clawed at King's furry neck. She winced in pain when the biting became more furious. Tanya felt vulnerable, even in danger. She didn't know why, but letting him almost hurt her excited her incredibly. Flames of lust licked along her inner thighs, making her cunt so hot that she was certain she was going to cum!
"UNNNGHHH!"
Tanya responded quickly to the hurried, sloppy friction against her cuntal slit. King seemed to know when his biting was becoming too dangerous. Remembering how wildly the young woman responded before, the Doberman opened his jaws widely and grbbed hold of her cuntal mound, shaking it lightly back and forth as if it were some trapped animal. Tanya held her breath, raising her ass off the sofa and throwing her head back. Oh, God, oh, God! The sensations tearing through her cunt were too much for her to stand!
"Cum, Tanya. Cum, and feel the guilt with this orgasm," Sylvia said, her eyes glazing over as she felt her own climax peaking.
"Cummmm," the girl echoed, her eyes rolling up into her head. Her hair splashed across her face as she tossed under the dog's powerful mouth. His fangs sinking into her cuntal mound were stirring up the fire burning between her legs.
The big Doberman pawed at her thighs as if he was frustrated, as if he wanted more of the sauce or her cuntal juices. The animal licked at her thighs, then started pushing his tongue back into her cunt.
Tanya reached down and felt the sloppy mess between her legs. Ohhh, how wet and squishy her snatch was! King was licking her fingers, tickling her knuckles with his tongue while whimpering loudly.
"God, yessss!"
Tanya felt her swollen cuntlips spread apart. He was tasting her freely now, rolling and licking his tongue around her pussy. The young woman felt her pussy muscles spasm and tighten around the dog's muzzle and tongue each time he stuck it in deep. It was oh, so close to the sensation of being fucked! Was that what she wanted? Did she want to feel a man's cock ramming her, raping her the way the orderlies had raped her a week ago? "UHHHHHH!"
Tanya pranced her ass around in circles, then moved it up and down quickly, increasing the friction the dog brought to her pussy. When he raked across her clit again, Tanya cried out and threw her hands around the big animal's head, hugging him hard against her twat.
She wanted to feel him everywhere at once! Tanya tilted her ass one way, then the other. She lifted one leg back as far as she could to open her cunt even more to his hungry mouth. King whined through his nose, digging at her thighs once more with both paws, then burrowing his black snout into the seething pussy.
"There, King, there!" Tanya cried, moving her ass around crazily. She was cumming, cumming fast! The blonde teenager wanted to slow him down, to pull her cunt away so she could make it last longer.
God only knows what would happen to her once the animal finished with her. This was the only good thing in this sanitarium! If only she could keep it going, if only she could stay in this paradise of hot, spitty friction!
Tanya writhed and grunted with the ecstatic tickle that quickly rose to a sharp peak and choked off her breathing. Stunning, blinding spasms ripped through her body. "CUMMM!"
Sylvia's body shuddered as she pinched her clit and rolled it between her fingers. She watched the young woman buck like a wild woman against the dog's muzzle. The doctor was firing off, cumming, as were the two orderlies. Jet-like streams of spunk shot out from their dickheads and splattered into Tanya's flowing blonde hair.
"OHHH!"
Tanya closed her thighs to the big dog. But King wouldn't be put off. He nosed her, whining angrily, humping his haunches against her body. The girl looked, heavy-lidded, at his big cock. It had slipped all the way out of its black, furry sheath once more.
Should she reach out and touch it? Should she commit the same ugly crime she had before, and wind up with sticky doggie jizz all over her body?
No, no! She drew her hand back and concentrated on the fiery climax consuming her body.
"Fuck," one of the orderlies said, shaking the remaining droplets of cum from his dick and sliding his cock back into his trousers.
Tanya was slowly coming down. Only now did she realize that something had splashed onto her hair. Raising one hand dreamily up, she felt something sticky, something warm touch her fingers.
"Ohhhhh!" the girl cried, wiping the wet hand on her thighs and making a face. She recognized the smell, the texture. Someone had cum in her hair!
"Now you know what you are," Sylvia said calmly, having straightened her skirt and recovered her composure. The doctor leaned forward again, tapping her fingernails against the highly polished surface of her desk. "Admit it, and we'll begin the second phase of your treatment."
"No, no!" Tanya moaned, rolling her head from one side to the other.
"Turn her over. Let the dog fuck her. Maybe that'll knock some sense into her.
Mike grabbed her and twisted the young woman around on the sofa, kicking her legs off the cushions. Tanya held onto the couch, digging her fingernails into the soft leather while the two men pushed her knees against the legs of the furniture. King pranced nervously back and forth, his eyes rolling first toward Mike, then toward his buddy. When the two orderlies backed away, the animal stared at Tanya's exposed twat. Her bloated labes were slicked with cunt juice and the animal's own spit.
King eased his big head forward, sniffing at the furry, upturned pussy mound. His pointed ears pricked forward while his sides quivered. Tanya felt as if she was floating in a dream. Her pussy ached from all the tension. Around her, she could hear Sylvia's shrill voice commanding her to admit to all sorts of things. The two orderlies said nothing, standing by the doorway while the big dog nosed her cunt. "OHHHHH!"
King had slid up on her body, his forepaws scratching the flesh along her ribcage. Tanya's back sagged from the Doberman's weight. She could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck. He was hugging her tightly, his hind legs dancing nervously behind her. His long, knobby prick was pressing against her inner thighs.
Dear God, she had to be sinking to the bottom of the pit! She was going to get fucked by a dog!
"Your last chance," Sylvia said.
But there was little that even the doctor could do at this point. As soon as she'd opened her mouth, King had slipped his cock into Tanya's pussy!