Chapter 9
Miss McCoy stretched like a cat. Her cunt bush was a damp, dank mat. Her thighs glistened with saliva and the juices of her cunt. "That little chickie has a hell of a lot of native talent," she said huskily.
Tina was still lost in a haze of pleasure. The luscious flavor of pussy was still sweet and full on her lips and tongue. She lay with her head hanging and her long blonde hair spilling onto the floor, all memory of pain and fear and humiliation washed away by the seething tides of orgasm.
"I think Mr. Mey-Dick will be satisfied that he's getting quality goods," Paul said. He was trying his best to ignore the raging stiffness of his prick.
"Uh, yes," Meyer said dreamily. "I've got no doubts at all."
Sandy got slowly to her feet. "Ahh, that was nice," she purred. "But I'm not through with the little cunt-not yet!"
Paul cocked his head to one side. "What have you got in mind?"
"You'll see." Sandy gave him an evil grin. "It's pretty warm out now, isn't it?" she asked.
"Up to about a hundred, I'd guess." The air conditioner was a muffled whine in the background. "Why?"
"Don't you think, say, a metal surface in the sun would be practically hot enough to fry an egg on? How would that feel on this bitch's tender titties? It would hurt, wouldn't it?"
Morley licked his lips. "Yeah," he breathed. His cock gave an almost painful throb.
Meyer looked dubious. "Don't worry, Dick," Sandy said. "It won't damage her-not permanently. It'll turn her into an obedient animal, the perfect pet. It, and a little idea I just had to make things interesting. Why don't you two boys take her on outside and tie her to the slide?"
The two men looked at each other and nodded. They were both getting an incredible turn-on from Miss McCoy's casually sadistic discussion of her plans for the helpless teenager. And they badly wanted to see those plans put into action! They suspected they would involve something painful and degrading for Tina-and unbelievably erotic for them!
Sandy walked toward the back door. The two couldn't help turning their heads to watch the play of her butt-cheeks as she walked, unashamed of her nakedness as she was of the cunt sauce silvering her legs. At the door she paused to skin off her blouse and shake her long, luxurious black hair down over her big beautiful tits, and then she went out.
Tina woke from her daze to find the two men untying her from the table. They lifted her to her feet and, supporting her, removed the rest of her clothing. She felt their burning gazes roving over every inch of her pretty naked body.
Paul reached up and squeezed a bare boob. Meyer grinned at him. Tina looked from one to another, not comprehending.
"Let's go, baby," Morley said. They began to walk the naked teenager to the door. They had to hold her up, since her legs were still rubbery from the extremes of pain and pleasure her body had been subjected to. But the girl was too spent to resist them as they walked her back into the harsh sunlight.
Leaving his niece to be held by Meyer, Paul stooped and unhooked a green garden hose from the faucet beside the back door. "This oughta hold her," he said, and they walked her to the slide.
Standing at the foot of the slide, Tina could feel the reflected light and heat of the sun washing over her belly, thighs, and boobs. It was uncomfortable just standing there. Then, as if for the first time, she heard in her mind the wanton secretary's words. "Don't you think it would be hot enough to fry an egg on? How would it feel on this bitch's tender titties."
Her legs gave way beneath her. "NOOOOO!" she cried.
Her knees thumped on the soft green grass. It only made it easier for the two men to do what they had in mind. They shoved her forward rudely. The metal lip of the slide bit into the fronts of her bare thighs. Then she was bending forward, with the heat washing over her.
"No!" she begged. "Don't do it. I can't stand it! NO-pleaaaaa-EEEEEEEAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIII!"
Sun-hot metal seared her naked boobs. The steel sent fiery lances into the soft cushions of her jugs when it touched nipples, and then they were squashed against the searing heat, her boobs were flattening out, seeming to burn as they came in contact with the slide. She shut her eyes and shrieked at the top of her lungs.
The men pulled her arms forward and tied her wrists under the slide. She was trapped, with her tits pressed against the boiling heat. "Gooooooo-ddddd!"she yelled.
As they straightened, Meyer asked Morley, "Won't somebody hear her?"
"No. No one around this time of day. And they wouldn't pay attention anyway."
Tina was sobbing mindlessly from the awful pain. "No, no, no," she repeated. "I can't take it. Ohhhhhhh! My titties! My tits are fryin'! Oh, somebody help me!"
She heard the door into the garage open behind her upturned ass. Through a delirium of agony and fear she heard the scrabbling of nails on pavement. It took a moment for the sound to register. "Beau! Oh, thank God! Beau, Beau-help me, boy! Help!"
The dog gave a guttural bark. She heard the scratching of his claws getting nearer, heard the barking. She turned her head to look at him, squealing sharply as the movement brought new titflesh into contact with the scorching metal.
It was Beau, all right. And holding the end of his leash was the voluptuous, naked, Miss McCoy. She was holding the huge dog with both hands, and despite her size and strength she seemed to be having a tough time keeping him under control. Tina wondered that she could control him at all-he'd disliked Uncle Paul's secretary from the start.
But the dog was straining forward, as if to reach his mistress. In her relief, Tina almost forgot the pain in her tortured tits. He would help her! He'd take care of the terrible people who were doing this to her. She lay her head against the slide, her cheek insulated by her long hair.
An icy touch on the goose-pimpled flesh between her asshole and her pussy made her start. "Yiiiii!" she cried as fresh pain racked her. The touch came again. She recognized it. Beau was sniffing at her naked hindquarters.
"No, no, boy," she said. "Don't touch me there. Help me!"
Instead the dog kept nosing around his mistresses exposed cunt. Miss McCoy let go the leash and dropped to her knees beside him. Her long nailed fingers caressed Tina's butt.
"Here we go, big boy," she breathed to the dog. "Isn't this nice? It's a pretty pussy. It's waiting for you, boy. It's all wet and juicy and tight, and it's just waiting for your hard doggie cock!" She put her fingertips on either side of Tina's downward-smiling pussy and pulled the pink-rimmed opening wide.
"What are you-God, it hurts! What are you doing?" Tina demanded frantically, turning again to see what was going on behind her. New torment filled her boobs and belly. She scarcely noticed as the sick certainty filled her of what Miss McCoy was trying to do.
She was trying to get Beau to fuck his helpless, bound mistress!
But he wouldn't-he couldn't! He loved her. He was loyal to her. He was her only true friend in the whole world.
His long tongue came out and slopped wetly up the length of her pussy slit. A chill ran up the nude captive's spine. She writhed, trying to escape the flaming pain in her jugs, trying to escape the obscene caress of the dog's tongue. It was no use. The hose was firmly knotted around both slender wrists.
She shuddered again as Sandy bent her head to kiss her gaping gash. "See?" the brunette crooned. "Here's where your prick goes, boy. Right in the middle of this juicy blonde twat! Lick it again!" He did. Tina gave a sob of despair.
"No, you can't! Beau! Uncle Paul! Don't let her-don't let him! Save me, save me somebody! Owwwwww!"
Eagerly, Beau began to slurp at his mistress' pussy. Sandy bent over and peered at the tangled fur at his crotch. She gave a cry of delight. "Oh, it's hard and big! Stick it in her cunt, big boy!"
Beau was quivering with lust. Tina could feel his breath hot on her asscheeks, almost as hot as the metal that seemed to be cooking her poor boobs. Tears streamed down her face and hissed on the hot slide.
The aroma of cunt, moist and available, was working like magic on the dog. As Sandy held Tina's pussy open again he lapped at the tasty gape of the cunt again and then lunged up and forward.
Tina screamed as his weight came down on her hindquarters and the small of her back, crushing her against the searing slide. At once the dog's great forelegs were firmly gripping her slender waist. His hips began to pump spastically back and forth. The clammy hard point of his prick jabbed rhythmically at her butt, her perineum, the thick folds of flesh to either side of her yawning snatch. "Go away!" the girl shrieked. "Get him away! He's about to put his cock in me! He's about to A AA A AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"God damn!" Morley said. "Look at that!"
The dog's cock had gone home in his mistress' twat.
For a moment the dog poised, as though frozen with surprise. Tina's eyes snapped open in horror. She felt the loathsome dog's prick, buried hilt-deep in her pussy. Coarse hair rasped her cuntlips.
Involuntarily she sucked a deep breath into her stomach. Her scream seemed to start at the soles of her bare feet. "EeeeeeeeyyyyyyyAAAAAAA-HHHHHHHHHH!" she howled.
The cry tightened every inch of her nubile body. The muscular contraction squirted the slippery prick right out of her cunt. The dog grunted with surprise and horniness and rammed the prick back into the bound girl's pussy.
She yelled again. The dog paid her no mind. He was fucking away for all he was worth, oblivious to the fact that this was his mistress, his beloved Tina, that he was so abandoned pumping his cock in and out of. All the girl was to him at that moment was a cunt-the tightest, sweetest cunt he'd ever had his cock in!
Sandy was on her feet, running to where the two men watched dumbfounded as Tina was raped by her own dog. She threw herself down in front of them and groveled at their feet. "For God's sake, quick!" she gasped. "Get those two huge cocks up me-any way you want it! I'm so horny, God, I'm about to die! What a trip!"
The two men had already been horny from watching Sandy and Tina's wild lezzie trip. And the sight of Beau fucking his tied-up mistress was almost too much to bear! A thick cloud of hot cunt-smell seemed to surround them-Sandy wasn't lying about being ready for action! The pair dropped to their knees.
"No! No! No!" Tina was chanting, as though that would somehow negate what was happening to her. This was the most humiliating thing of all her uncle and his girlfriend had done to her. The pain of her tits cooking on the slide was unimaginable, but the agony of knowing that her pussy was being fucked by an animal was a thousand times worse! She was ruined. No one would ever want her-not after a dog had used her.
Her very own dog! Her best, her one, real friend. He was fucking her as hard as he could, with his sticky saliva raining down on her naked back as his cock pistoned soggily in and out of her quivering cunt.
Shaking with desire to possess the lovely black-haired bitch, Meyer maneuvered behind Sandy's ass. The twin mounds of pale ass-flesh were churning frenziedly with the urgency of her need. His hand steered his fat cock to her pussy, inserted the tip in the boiling wetness of the cunt, and then he grabbed her rump as her oily pussy took hold of his cock. "Shit," he said. "What a pussy!"
Paul was sitting on his heels, head back, as his secretary lovingly tongued the red head of his prick. His eyes, like the others, were glued to the spectacle of Beau screwing Tina, even as his body gave way to the pleasure of Miss McCoy's cocksucking.
Tina felt as if she were lost in a nightmare. Beau's small cock was like a wooden peg thrusting into the elastic depths of her pussy. The heat kept roasting her helpless jugs and stomach. The humiliation was a physical pressure on her mind.
She'd never realized how hard a dog could fuck.
And as huge as Beau was, the power of his screwing was hard to believe! The whole slide rocked with every forward stroke of his stiff scarlet cock. His rough fur was rubbing her buns raw. The scraping and plunging and heat were making her dizzy.
Suddenly she sniffed. She smelled cunt-wet, aroused cunt! And the sound of Beau fucking her pussy was no longer a dry grate. It was a rhythmic splashing like a plumber trying to unclog a drain. And that could mean only one thing.
Tina was getting turned on!
"NOOOOOO!" she cried, even louder than before. But there was no refusing it. Her body had betrayed her again. The inhuman force and fury of Beau's fucking was demanding that her pussy respond-and it was! The now-oily walls were closing in around the fast-working cock. Her hips were moving of their own accord, fucking her greedy pussy on that rock-hard dog prick! Her whole body was tense like a tuned violin string, and her dog's cock was calling the tune!
"Look at that!" gasped Paul. 'The slut's hot for her dog!" Meyer grunted his reply as he shoved his prick to the root between Sandy's soft buttocks. Sandy, her wet lips wrapped around the head of Paul's prick, only moaned with delight and lewd desire.
Tina was making noises of desire too. Her ass was rolling around Beau's prick as though it were mounted on ball bearings. He was fucking his cock faster and faster in and out of her drooling pussy, and his tongue was flapping like a banner in a wind.
Tina's whole body seemed charged with erotic electricity. And Beau's tireless fucking was generating more in her damp-walled pussy every second. It couldn't last. Throwing away every last shred of self-control and self-respect, Tina raised her head and shouted, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me hard and make me COOOOOMMMMMMME!"
And come she did. Her pussy clamped like a velvet bear trap on the deeply-thrust dog cock. Beau barked in surprise. His cock seemed in danger of being crushed, but the pleasure was so intense he almost collapsed. As his mistress' climaxing cunt spasmed again, he filled it to its slobbering mouth with his canine come with one mighty spurt of his prick.
The dog's jism didn't burn the way Meyer's had. It burned, all right-but this was a delightful tingling burning that overwhelmed even the burning in her tits. Delightedly her pussy milked the spraying prick, drinking deep of the forbidden animal sperm as Tina wiggled with sheer sexual joy.
Beau fucked his cock in with every shot of come, drawing his short prick out of Tina's twat in the pause between pulses. The white sperm bubbled up around his prick, slopped over the blonde-furred rim of Tina's cunt, ran in streams down the backs of her pale legs. He pumped come into Tina's pussy till every drop of it was gone, and still the girl's pussy muscles clenched at his jabbing cock. At last he gave a great sigh and pulled the prick out. He dropped to the ground and trotted away.
Tina kept coming even after the teasing hardness of dog prick was gone. Her body bucked up and down on the hot slide time and again. The tremors subsided gradually until at last the girl lay still. She gradually became aware of the come leaking out of her jism-gorged snatch. As the fever of desire passed she also became aware of where the sperm had come from.
She had been fucked by a dog. And she had enjoyed it.
The blonde gave a strangled sob. Lying on her bare flank on the grass, with come-human-leaking from her pussy and mouth, Sandy McCoy wriggled with delight. "Well, Dick," she purred. "What do you think? Is it a deal?"
"Let's go inside and talk about it."
Later, they sat around the living room with tall iced drinks. The three adults were fully dressed. Tina Mayhew sat on the couch wrapped in one of her uncle's robes. Her body ached from sunburn. Her soul ached from despair and mortification.
"Well now, Dick," Morley said, sitting beside his secretary and putting his arm around her. "I think I'll leave it up to you to make an offer."
The stranger was rummaging in the briefcase he'd brought with him. "All right," he said, sitting up. "How about this?"
Paul and Sandy goggled. He was holding a small black automatic.
"Hey now, wait a minute-" Paul started to get to his feet. Meyer froze him with a gesture of the gun.
"What the hell is going on here?" Sandy asked in a low, bitter tone.
Somehow the stranger had kept his dark glasses on the whole time. Now he reached for them. "You haven't seen me for over twenty years, Paul," he said. "Which is why I dared come here like this in the first place. But you never really knew me. You were just a half-brother, after all-to Pete and me."
Tina stiffened. Pete? Pete had been the name of her father!
The man took off his glasses. "Randall!" Morley gasped.
"Right. Randall Mayhew. Pete Mayhew's big brother. This little girl's uncle. Just like you, Paul, only a little more so."
Paul and Sandy sat, white-faced and stunned, staring at him as though he were a ghost. It was the woman who found her voice first. "What do you want?" she asked in dry, cracked tones.
"The girl, first of all," the big man said. "But, in the meantime . . . "
"Shove it in! Shove your great big prick up my needy pussy!" Tina cried. She was nude except for a garter belt, black mesh stockings, and black spike-heeled shoes. She was straddling the barrel-like body of her Uncle Randall, fucking herself to a frenzy on the vast thick plug of his prick. She was his and she didn't care!
His sturdy fingers dug deeply into the soft flesh of her hips. Grunting with effort he drove his cock up into her lathered cunt so hard it lifted her high in the air. His powerful fucking was filling her hungry pussy full of fantastic cock, filling her body with lewd, nasty joy.
"I'll-ahh!-finish with you soon, slut," the large man groaned, pulling the girl down and grinding his cock into her snatch.
"Yes . . . master," Tina moaned.
"And after-God! And after that, you'll.. . lick my lovely cock clean of your nasty pussy sauce. And you'll like it!"
"Oh yes! I will, I will! Ahh, your cock feels good!"
"You'll suck my dick till it's hard again. If you don't suck it good I'll beat you with-aghh!-with my belt."
"Oooooooh, yes!"
"And then I'll fuck your hot little butt till you can't sit down for a week."
"Anything, master! Only fuck me now! Fuck my poor pussy!"
He locked his hands around her waist. With a heave of effort he managed to jam another quarter-inch of hefty cock up his niece's cunt. She made appreciative noises low in her throat.
"Don't.. . hurt me," she gritted out.
"Don't worry!" He laughed as he lifted the girl high. His prick gleamed with a slimy coating of cunt sauce. "I wouldn't brand your poor little ass, would I? It's pretty the way it is!"
"Goooooood." He released her. She slid down his cock like a fireman coming down a firepole, and she moaned. For an endless instant they were joined, cock thoroughly swallowed by watering cunt.
"But you will spank me?" she asked. She let her body fall forward so that her sharp tits were pressed against his chest.
"Yes."
"Ahhhhh!" Slowly she began to rotate her hips.
For the first time in longer than she could remember, she was happy. Happy through and through.