Chapter 9

Patty rocked her hips, buttery sexual heat spreading through her pussy. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, thinking of the way Al's fingers worked over her pussylip. She let out a low moan, straightening her back and jutting out her shoulder blades. How delicious it was to think of his obscene sexplay, to think of the things he called her while drilling her asshole with his cock and fingering her pussy!

"Ohhhh!"

And behind her was that dog, nosing, snuffing, growing more excited as she did. Patty's breathing had become more shallow and irregular. She licked her dry lips, tossing her head around and feeling the strangely erotic sensation of her long hair brushing over her tits. "Unghhh . . ."

Patty was dizzy with lust again. She was so close to letting that animal have her again. Could she? Would she? Where was Al? Where were the others? She could imagine the show she was about to put on. They loved to be her audience. Where were they now?

"No, no, that's sick!" Patty moaned out loud, shaking the tears from her cheeks. She was starting to think like them. She had to keep her sanity, fight back with everything she had.

"Ah!"

Fellah was tonguing her, lapping against her sides. Patty shivered, her head shaking violently while she dug her sharp fingernails into the palms of her hands. No, no, I can't go through with it!

But there she was, opening her legs to the animal. She felt the scratchy wool teasing her ass and pussy as she moved her butt slightly back and forth. The dog was growling with excitement. He could smell her flowing juices now.

"Oh, I don't know! I just don't . . . know!"

Patty was fighting with herself. The animal saw her weakness and moved in, sticking his nose under her steamy cunt mound.

The girl cried out, her eyes fluttering open while her thighs spread farther apart. He was whining, wiggling his narrow doggie hips back and forth while his bushy tail dipped between his hindquarters. Patty felt petrified. With her hands tied together, the girl could do nothing to move him away now. She'd made a decision and now was stuck with it.

"OH, MY GOD!"

There was no sense in fighting him off. Throwing away her last shred of pride, the girl slowly opened herself to him completely. She wiggled back, the woolen blanket gathering under her sliding butt. Fellah followed, his forepaws on her thighs now while his snout plowed between her slick, swollen cuntlips.

Looking down, Patty watched the tendons in her thighs bulging out from the tension. Her cunt muscles cramped and buckled around the dog's plunging snout. He watched her dark-red cuntlips pucker against Fellah's nose, trapping it for a second. The dog whined, pushing his forepaws against her thighs and pulling his nose out with a wet pop. His dark-brown eyes rolled up and stared at her. Patty felt a flash of excitement. He was studying her, analyzing her reactions the way a human lover might.

Then he went back to her cunt, going wild as he lapped and gouged her convulsing pussy with his tongue. His claws scraped deliciously and painfully over her legs and inner thighs, whining and growling as he tried to slop up more and more of her juices.

"OHHHHHH, GOD!" Patty cried, throwing her head back. The cords in her neck stood out while her shoulders shook with lust. Her tits jiggled, rolled together, then separated as she swayed and jerked with the dog's incredible cunt-licking. She was falling, falling into that dark, warm pit of sensuality she loved so much. Her flesh glistened with sweat. The small shed suddenly became quite warm and nearly impossible to breathe in as the heavy smells of the dog's excitement and Patty's evaporating cunt juice filled the air. The sounds of the animal's tongue lapping over her slick pussy mixed with Patty's groan of unholy delight. fuck ... fuck .. . FUCK!"

Patty didn't dare think of what she was doing with this animal. Yes, she knew, knew she was encouraging the dog to lap her, maybe to even do more to her. She didn't care at this point. Sexual hunger took over every thought, every motion of the young teenager. She stopped being Patty, the innocent, a long time ago and turned into a wild woman.

She hunched back at the lapping animal. The young girl slid her hands down her belly into her crotch, feeling the wet hairs brush against her injured wrists. Her cunt hairs were wet with doggie spit, wet with her flowing pussy juices. Moving her legs up and down, Patty could hear the slick clicking of her cuntlips moving against the dog's mouth. She let out another shivery moan, writhing her back against the woolen blanket.

"Yes, oh, Christ in heaven, yessssss!"

Patty moved her ass up, giving the dog more of her cunt to eat. He sensed her growing excitement and whimpered excitedly through his black cold nose. The blonde rubbed her legs and thighs against his furry coat, loving the scratchy sensation of that short hair over her sensitive flesh. Yes, she didn't care about Mike, Al and the others. Right now, all that mattered was her hot, itchy cunt and what could be done to satisfy it!

"Love it! Oh, Jesus, I love it!" Patty cried in a tight whisper. Drool oozed from the corner of her mouth. The girl moved her ass back up, let it fall, then moved it back up once more. She twisted to one side, letting the animal's fangs brush first against one pussylip, then the other. The smells of the field outside filled her flared nostrils as she arched her back, giving him her clit again.

"Unnghhh! OHHHHH!"

Patty didn't care about anything anymore. She sucked in air through her nose in whistling pants. Her nostrils and lungs burned as if someone had set them on fire. The animal's licking seemed to be all over her body at the same time. The more she moved, the more pleasure he brought to her. Patty hated herself for thinking this, but if only she could have the sensation of being filled, of having a cock stretching out her pussy, making her feel like like a woman! Then the girl knew she'd feel the ultimate in pleasure. "OHHH!"

He was petting the stretched, pulsing ring of her cuntlips with his tongue now. The German Shepherd was whimpering, growing as excited as she was. Patty could feel his claws scratching her thighs. He was going to tear her flesh off. But the teenager didn't care about anything like that at this point. Her cunt muscles were spasming, convulsing around the animal's probing snout. The girl threw her head from side, dragged the dog's body hard against hers and pumped like a sex maniac as she teetered on the brink of a massive orgasm. The big muscles in her ass cramped. Kicking her feet high and fanning her toes, she felt the dog slowing his rubbing friction, pulling back and looking curiously at her.

"Oh, no, hurry . . . hurry!" she panted.

The dog let out a quick yip, then went back between her slick cuntlips. Patty felt the membranes fill with blood, If a man's cock were in her now, she would be milking it. Closing her eyes, the teen pictured the big gang members circled around her, thought about their cocks, thought about the cruel way they stared at her while they forced her to commit twisted sexual acts. "OHHHH!"

Slut, whore, bitch! She was all three and more! The words burned her brain, making her pant and gasp more frenziedly. There was nothing good in her any longer, nothing her mother and friends could respond to. She was making love to an animal after having actually enjoyed several acts of unspeakable perversion.

"NOW, OH, GOD, NOW!"

Patty jerked on the floor, bucking her ass against the dog's jaws. His teeth cut her. The resulting ticklish sensation brought babbling groans of pleasure from her opened mouth. Every muscle in her body strained while she raked her fingers over his fur. Scissoring her legs tightly around his neck, the girl went wild. Her body tossed and pitched on the ground, her pussy filled with an itching, teasing fire. The flames licked up her thighs and belly. Patty quivered, bucking her body so wildly she thought the dog would jump away.

But Fellah stayed, smacking his tongue against her pussy, licking up the flooding gouts of cunt juice trickling down her thighs. Oh, how slow her climax was! As much as she tried, the girl just couldn't get enough friction to make it the speed she wanted, the intensity she needed! "OHHHHHH, GOD!"

Patty jerked like a speared fish. She even pretended someone had actually driven a spike through her body and twisted it! She finally thrust her fingers into her swampy cunt. The dog whimpered in sympathy, hunching his prick against her thigh while licking her white, shaking knuckles.

When she opened her eyes again, Fellah was still trying to get off against her body. Mustering what strength she could, the girl pushed him away, afraid of the spurts of doggie jizz that would inevitably shoot from his hard, knobby cock. Fellah whimpered, trotted up to her and started moving his cock against one leg again.

"No, I said, no!" she cried, slapping him hard on the nose.

"Hey, what's the matter, chick?"

It was Al again, swaying in the doorway more drunk than before.

"Nothing. The dog was trying to . . . oh, it was trying to ... "

Al squinted down at Fellah, finally noticing his long prick jerking against his belly. He smiled, taking a noisy slurp from his beer can.

"He don't usually do this unless you encourage him. Whatcha do, baby, jerk him off, then stop when you heard me comin'?" he asked, leering at her.

"No!" she cried indignantly, wondering how he knew just how close she'd been to doing that. I was horny, she thought to herself. Even now the animal eyed her with lust. She wondered why she'd suddenly changed her attitude.

"Don't matter. The guys should've been back by now," Al muttered, drawing back and staring into the face of his wristwatch.

Patty watched, wondering if she could make a break for freedom now. He was drunk, half-conscious of what was going on. The animal was so excited sexually he might try to follow her. He probably wouldn't do anything to harm her as long as she kept up the possibility of him having another go at her. Of course, nothing would happen . . .

"Hey, take it easy, bitch," Al said, shaking himself into action as he noticed her tensing and leaning forward, The biker had held enough hostages to know when one was going to make a break for freedom.

"I wasn't doing anything," Patty whimpered, feeling defeat wash over her again. She sank back on her ass. Fellah saw his chance and moved in, shoving his black snout into her swampy cunt. Patty stiffened, drawing one hand back and slapping the German shepherd hard on the back. The animal growled but kept his maw buried in her cunt. Patty slapped and slapped again, drawing back, digging her heels into the soft dirt and crying out.

"Fellah don't act like that unless you been fuckin' with him," Al said, sneering more broadly at the girl. "Why don'tcha let him fuck you, bitch?"

Patty cried out, twisting around, tucking her ass under, trying to keep her pussy away from the dog's probing snout.

"Let him have it, bitch!" Al snarled.

"No, no, you can't make me!" Patty cried out, stretching her hand back and pulling her body away from the animal.

But Fellah was persistent, following her, sniffing at her hot little cunt, making her cry out with fear. She wasn't hot now, wasn't ready to do anything to satisfy her aching, hot little pussy. No, the only thing Patty wanted was to get away from this mad dog and his trainer.

"You gonna do what I want, baby," he said, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out.

Patty groaned inwardly. Was he going to fuck her again? Was he going to drill his prick into her mouth, making her swallow more of the bleachy-tasting jizz?

Al spread his legs widely apart while holding onto his cock with one hand. He kicked Fellah sharply in the ribs, sending the yelping dog hurtling into one corner of the tiny shed.

Patty looked up, seeing a drop of piss oozing from his piss-slit. In a flash the girl knew what he was going to do. She shrieked, covering her face with one hand just as the first spurt of piss shot from his flaccid cock.

"No, don't!"

But her words ended in a choked gag as the foul, hot yellowish stream splashed over her belly. The piss spilled over her belly, filled her navel, then trickled into her cunt. It slicked her pussy hairs, tickling her pussylips and wetting down her hips. Patty squatted there in shock before moving back, wiping her cunt and thighs as best she could.

"Don't move an inch, or I'll kick the side of your head in," Al threatened.

She saw him raise one booted foot and stopped moving. Shutting her eyes, the girl bit her lips to keep from screaming with frustration and disgust. The thin, hot spray stung her nipples, slicked down the deep valley between her jiggling tits. She felt the rancid piss on her chin. Raising one hand, Patty clasped the palm over her mouth to muffle the gagging. Something very hot and sour was rising in her throat.

"I told you not to move. Don'tcha wanna go around with your head in one piece?"

"Yes," she said, her words sounding like a wail. Slowly her hand came down. Her face was calm except for a slight tremor along her cheeks. Thank God, the stream had finally stopped. Patty relaxed, breathing a sigh of relief. Al looked down and flicked off a droplet. Patty blinked, staring up at the young man.

"Wait a sec," he said, reaching back and picking up his can of beer. She watched with horror as he downed the foul liquor, crushing the can with one hand and flipping it over his shoulder. The dog curled up into one corner, his eyes fixed on the girl, only occasionally moving up to Al.

Already the stink of stale piss rose from between her legs. Patty felt like some pavement sewer! This was something she wasn't prepared for. But then what had she been prepared for this week? No one had told her men like this existed.

After some time had passed, Al walked back to the waiting teenager. Patty trembled, wiping more piss from her cheeks. He was positioned, his legs apart and placed on either side of her belly. Al stared down at her thunderous tits resting on her chest. His balls were centered.

"Okay, baby, open your fuckin' mouth," he said, his eyes narrowing while a thin smile crossed over his mouth.

"Oh, God, no, no!"

Before she could back away, Al had bent slightly, drawing one hand back, then jerking it forward. He slapped her hard, knocking the girl nearly off balance. Patty caught herself, her hair splashing across her face while the sting of his open-handed slap made her cry out. Tears oozed from under her lashes and trickled into her mouth.

"Now shut up and open your mouth!"

There was no choice. Choking down the sobs of rage, Patty closed her eyes and took a series of deep breaths. It's only going to last for a few minutes, she told herself as Al started breathing more irregularly above her. With each breath, her tits rose and slapped together. They were so sore. And, to her surprise, Patty felt her clit starting to twinge! Could it be that she was turning onto this, actually growing excited by this humiliation. In a flash the girl realized that the more these men tortured her, vilified her, the more she enjoyed it.

Just then the piss started again. He directed the main part of the stream along her lips. He smiled broadly, rocking back and forth on his heels as the piss spurted on her tongue, chin, then moved up to her eyes.

"Ughhhh!"

The stink spread. The terrible heat moved around, greasing her down. And as filthy as this act was, Patty felt the juices in her pussy starting to boil over. Oh, first the dog, then piss! She was nothing better than a moral sewage dump. No, she could never go back to her mother and society again. Her fate rested and remained with these men.