Chapter 10
"AHHHHH!" Karen screamed. Her cunny lips were being spread apart, flattened down to the sides by the forced entry of the animal's leather prong. Karen shuddered, thinking of the large donkey above her and how her pussy must look being speared by his prick. Further and further it went in, forcing her pussy lips into a large tunnel. Above her she could hear the animal braying. His large brown eyes rolled in his head while his nostrils flared with excitement.
Karen's body stiffened as the wrinkled prong drilled deeper and deeper into her snatch. She could feel the wiry short hairs of the burro's sides rubbing against the soles of her feet. The blood rushed to her head, making her dizzy while her stomach turned over and nearly spilled out its contents. She felt sick, nauseated at what they were doing to her. The girl twisted and shrieked, wrinkling up her reddened face in horror as she beat the sides of the rotting partition with her fists.
And yet something terribly rough, long and thick was forcing her pink cunny walls apart, stretching her pussy membranes to the ripping point.
"Jesus, she can take it!" Buz commented as half the donkey prick had already gone into the young girl. The boys stared in amazement and mockery at the raped teenager. Her body was twisted around unnaturally-her legs held up and apart, wrapped around the sides of the big animal; her torso draped obscenely over the partition; her pussylips almost invisible, stretched into a yawning grin by the donkey's fat cock.
Paul slid the girl forward, moving the jackass' cock in and out as if he were fucking Karen.
"OHHHHH!" the blonde girl groaned, her body stiffening. It was bad enough to have the donkey's prong being pushed into her. But to have him actually fucking her, twisting that revolting, leathery-feeling prong in and out of her pussy-it was too much!
Karen twisted around again. Cold chills rippled through her body as more and more of the donkey meat was fed into her snatch. Her shoulders shuddered. A great ache began between her legs, radiating down to her belly and finally her head. They were splitting her apart with that damned animal! They were going to ruin her forever! She'd never be able to fuck anyone again!
All these thoughts ran through the girl's head as the terrible pain grew worse. Her head throbbed in time to the pulsing of the dick she felt reaming out her snatch. Karen felt her mind whirling about crazily while Paul pushed the jackass' dick further into her. Dropping her hands to the wet ground the young teenager pressed her hands against the dirt, arching up her head to keep the blood from pushing her into unconsciousness. She wanted to be awake to make sure they didn't try to kill her.
"HHHRRRRR! HUHHHRRRR!" Karen was being pushed to the limit. Her flesh crawled. Hot flashes of pain shot through her overstretched pussy while her legs and shoulder sockets began to throb now. The uneven wooden edge of the partition bit cruelly into her belly flesh. An odd, cold sensation rippled through her body. And over all was the feeling of the donkey's prick stuffing itself into her snatch, sinking deeper and deeper into her body.
Soon Karen could feel his fat nuts pushing against the bottom V of her pussylips. They'd managed somehow to get the whole cock into her! Karen swallowed hard, feeling the acidy vomit in her belly oozing up to her throat. Her body was stuffed with donkey meat! The thought sickened the young girl. She was filled with that disgusting cock. Mentally Karen tried to think what her pussy must look like-stretched unnaturally wide, yawning open to accommodate that animal's funnel-like black cock!
Then Paul started moving her back and forth again, rubbing the girl's silken cunny walls against the donkey's prick. The big animal got the idea and began pushing his muscular ass up and down to increase the fucking friction.
Karen cried out, begging God or someone to end her humiliation and misery. And then the end came faster than anyone had actually imagined. The girl heard the big animal braying loudly above, her. His body swayed while sticky saliva dribbled down on the back of her neck. His cock seemed to swell inside her until the hot ache torturing her cunny grew into a stabbing, throbbing pain. It was as if her entire body were plagued with a cramp.
"Please, oh God, no, no, NOOOOOOOO!" the teenager cried, digging her fingertips into the damp ground just under her head. The girl's face flushed redder than before. Tears rolled down her cheek. Behind her Karen could hear the boys laughing at her plight. She heard them say that the big animal was about to dump his load into her cunny.
"Here she goes, baby!" Buz called out from behind her bouncing ass.
Karen shut her eyelids tightly and sucked in a ragged breath. Her titties rolled back and forth, jiggling together while her asscheeks bounced from the big donkey's fucking pressure. He was drilling her out, trenching her cunny with his leathery prong. Wet, sticky sounds filled the room.
And then the animal's big jowels dropped open, exposing white, square powerful front teeth. His braying turned into a kind of growl while his sides heaved with excitement.
Karen felt something blast into her cunny, spattering against the walls of her snatch. Then another long, hard spray splashed into her. The donkey was blowing his load in her-spraying her pussy with his disgusting, spunk.
"OHHHH, NOOOOOO!"
Karen screamed, beating her fists in frustrated horror against the ground, then the partition. She twisted around, still trying to break loose of the hard grips on her legs and thighs. But it was impossible. She was being fucked, filled with the donkey's cum. The boys weren't going to let her go until the animal had finished spraying out his load.
"P-Please, please, please." Her voice grew weaker and weaker as the animal's sexual fury lessened. He was finished with his fucking spree. Twisting his powerful head around, the donkey let out a low growling bray, then stepped a little clumsily off the top of the broken partition Karen lay across.
The blonde teenager shuddered as if a charge of electricity shot through her. Then finally the animal's fat, slick prong was yanked free of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh," Karen sighed, her body growing limp over the partition. The boys let her lay that way for several minutes. Cum oozed out of her stretched pussy, dribbling down the back of her legs toward her ankles. Her feet twisted spasmodically while her asscheeks still rippled with tension.
From behind the partition they could hear Karen sobbing and saying "no, no, no," over and over again. Paul looked a little guiltily at the other boys as he lead the satisfied burro back to the stall.
"Let's get her home," Buz said, walking over to the girl and laying a hand on her shoulder.
"Not again! NOT AGAIN!" she screamed, twisted around as best she could. That sudden move caught her off-balance. With another spasmodic jerk she slid over thee top of the partition and fell on her ass on the other side. The girl scrambled to her feet, crossing her arms over her titties while covering her violated pussy with her hands. Karen's eyes were wide and vacant while her mouth worked as if trying to say something.
"Hey, the chick's flipped," Buz said, backing away and calling out or help.
Paul returned, staring at the near-hysterical blonde.
"She needs a little of this," the big young man said, stepping in front of the other boys and climbing over the broken partition.
"Stay . . . away," Karen said in a hesitating voice. She pressed her asscheeks against the barn wall, moving one hand up from her pussy to her face.
"Hey, baby, out of it!" he said gruffly, raising his right hand up, then bringing it down across the side of her face.
Karen's head snapped to one side while her body whirled half way around from the force of the blow. The young teenager let out a sharp cry of fear and pain. And then the spell was broken. With a long, low moan Karen slowly sank to the floor, her body shaken with violent sobs of anger and horror. The full force of what had happened to her crashed in on the girl. She could hear Paul ordering the others to go get her clothes while he scooped her up from the floor and pushed her along toward the center of the barn. In the back Karen could hear the donkey braying with satisfaction. She shuddered, wondering if there would ever be a time she could hear that sound again without feeling a shock of terror ripple through her body.
The next few weeks were impossible for the young girl. When the boys dropped her off near her house that evening Karen was in a near state of shock. She didn't think she'd be able to face her parents and their continual religious talk at the dinner table. She was late again. They'd be thinking she was seeing a man and lecture her on the evils of the flesh. How could she sit through such a lecture, knowing what she did about sex and its perversions. She had both witnessed and taken part in the most perverse of acts. Karen smiled to herself as she climbed the steps to her family's house, wondering what her mother would say if she were to know just what had happened to her.
As Karen pushed the screen door open and stepped into the living room, she pictured her mother's horrified face, her father's muttered prayers as she told them how she'd been fucked by boys, by dogs, and now by a donkey! She'd been fucked so hard she could hardly walk. How could she tell them that?
"Karen is that you? You're late. I'm sorry, but we can't wait for you all the time. Billy's parents are here for a prayer meeting. You can fix your own dinner when we're through," Karen's mother shouted from behind the closed kitchen door.
Karen said nothing, shuffling gratefully toward the stairs. She dragged her body up the steep carpeted steps, thinking of the older people in the kitchen saying their prayers to God. Would they pray for her, especially after what she'd done? And Billy!! The thought of his body, his cock, and the impossibility of ever finding comfort from it again shot through her tortured brain.
With a howl of rage and helplessness Karen ran up the rest of the stairs, stumbling down the hall until she came to her room. The blackness was comforting as she slammed the door behind her and flung herself onto the bed. No, she could never see him or any other boy in school. She felt the stretched, achy sensation she'd felt with the big donkey. How could she ever look at another person again? She'd committed the most foul act of sexual deviation known.
Sobbing her heart out, the young blonde dug her hands into the pillow and cried herself to sleep.
The following three days Karen didn't go back to school. She pleaded the flu, remaining in bed and even refusing her parents to come into her room unless they insisted. When she finally returned to classes, the girl shrank from anyone looking more than casually at her. Fortunately she didn't see Sharon, Billy or the rest of the boys for those first few days. Either they were too frightened to come to school and face her, or they were plotting something else for another girl.
The second week Karen seemed to run into everyone. Billy was always around, looking moodily at her while Sharon chilled the affair with one or two cold stares. Buz and Lonnie met her several times in the hall, lowering their eyes whenever she stared back at them. And then Paul strolled by the fourth day, his hands jammed in his pockets with his text books tucked under his left arm. Karen stopped in the hall, pressing her ass against the drinking fountain. She was trembling, her face flushing red with horrified embarrassment. For some inexplicable reason she thought he was about to reveal their horrible secret to everyone in the corridor.
But the young man just passed her by, giving her a cocky smile and sniggering. That little laugh infuriated the young blonde. To think someone like that could nearly kill her in such a degrading way, and then laugh about it! She wanted to fly at him. Instead she simply turned around and walked to gym class, wondering what she could do.
The other girls had already changed when Karen slipped into the locker room. She was late, as she was with almost all her classes. Her daydreaming was ruining her reputation as an honor student. Walking up to her locker the young girl opened the small metal door, pushing her books in and stripping down. She was down to .her bra and panties when she heard someone moving behind her.
"Who's there?" she cried in a terrified whisper. After what had happened to her, Karen wasn't about to trust any sound.
"Me," Sharon said, walking up to her. Karen's eyes widened with interest. The tall brunette was wearing only her shower sandals. Her long, well-developed titties hung sensuously down her chest, swinging slowly back and forth with every step the girl took. Rivulets of water trickled down her full boobs while her black cunny hairs glistened with droplets. She must have just stepped from the shower, toweling herself off when the blonde walked into the locker room.
"Please, I don't want to talk," Karen said sulkily. She was sure the boys must have told Sharon everything. What did the brunette want to do, gloat over her humiliation.
"Hey, I heard what happened last week in the barn. I just want to say I didn't have anything to do with it," Sharon said, laying a hand on Karen's neck and stroking the fine hairs lightly with her fingertips.
Karen shuddered. That gentle stroking was doing something strange to her. It was the first kind thing that had happened to her in weeks. The condition of her mind was making her respond in a sexual way to Sharon's caresses. Sheepishly turning her face toward the pretty brunette, Karen realized Sharon was also turning on.
"I-you started the whole thing-the dogs, the boys.. . , " Karen stammered, her face flushing red first from admitting to the former sexual perversions, then from the knowledge she was responding more excitedly with every passing second to Sharon's continual stroking.
"Alright, I admit I did a few things I should be ashamed of," she cooed, moving closer to Karen. The blonde looked down. That glistening cunny was only inches away from the back of her left hand. All she had to do was move it backward and she would be touching Sharon's pussy! "But you've got to admit you enjoyed doing what you were doing. There's not too much wrong with it. Lots of women do it. Lots of women do other things too."
Karen's stomach was turning over with excitement. There was that familiar lush, hot wet feeling in her pussy. But now it was with a woman; she could feel her nipples. Closing her eyes Karen wanted to tell Sharon to leave-not to touch her. What she was going to do was filthy-unnatural!
Then a smile crept over her slowly. What was she to think anything was unnatural any more? Karen sighed and let Sharon pull her close. She sighed as she felt Sharon's icy hand sweep up her smooth naked belly flesh, snaking under one of her bra cups and touch one heavy tit.
The blonde groaned when their bodies met and seemed to flow together. Soft titties brushed over equally soft titties. Then Sharon reached behind, unsnapping the bra strap. Karen sighed again as the halter slipped away, falling to the floor. Now she could feel Sharon's torso pressing against hers. When she opened her eyes again she looked into Sharon's and saw the girl was ready for anything.
"Ohhhh!" Karen groaned, feeling her pussy twitch when Sharon smoothed her hands over the blonde's ass. The elastic waistband of her panties was being curled down over her full butt-cheeks, pulled down lower and lower until she could feel it pressing hard against her knees. She could feel Sharon's hot, uneven breath blowing against her pussy curls. Then the brunette was standing back up in front of her, touching her sore pussylips.
"Just relax," Sharon whispered, tightening her hold on Karen. She used her fingertips like tiny pads, rubbing them over the tender flesh. Her touch was soft and gentle, especially comforting after the horrors she'd suffered at the hands of Paul and his buddies. As Sharon's fingers moved down to her clitty and stroked it comfortingly, Karen whispered and leaned against Sharon's body. Her head rested onto her small shoulder while her legs spread to give the stroking fingers more room. Her tender fleshy pussylips trembled under Sharon's touch. She began to feel the soreness melting away under the increasing flow of sexual arousal.
"Over here," Sharon whispered, pulling away and leading Karen from the locker area to a pile of mats stacked to one side of the shower room door. Karen followed obediently, feeling kindness mixed with sex for the first time since her fuck with Billy.