extreme beastiality

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Abby had been driving all day when she heard a strange noise coming from under the hood. Followed shortly by a huge plume of smoke, the car sputtered to a stop. The soft hiss of the radiator was the only sound she heard after clicking off the CD player. Abby pulled out her cell phone only to see no signal on the screen.

“Shit! Now what do I do?”

She slid out of the driver’s seat and stood in the middle of the dirt road she had mistaken for a short cut. Little did she know the chain of events that choice would put into play, their progression, and the massive changes they would have on her life.

Abby had been on her way home from a brief visit with her long-time friend from college. Debbie had been her roommate, bisexual lover, and maid of honor at Abby’s wedding three years ago. They got together two or three times a year to keep their friendship alive in the most intimate way they knew how. They shared a lost weekend of lesbian love making. As much as Abby enjoyed her time with Debbie, she was more than ready to feel the hard cock of her husband wedged deep inside her. Mike had a better than average cock with a large mushroomed head the scraped all the right places in her pussy when they made love. If he were a little more…dirty…Abby thought to herself while she stood in the middle of the road. The usual of turning out the lights before bed on the weekends had long ago become boring and predictable. Abby loved her husband but she needed something different. She did not know what she was looking for but she knew she needed something Mike could not or had not given her. That aching need was what kept her going back to Debbie. Not even those lost weeks were fully satiating her desire. Abby had told her diary one day the feeling was like an itch that no one to date had found a way to scratch for her.

Abby walked a few hundred yards up the road before she caught a glimpse of the old house sitting back off the road. “Oh man… Am I in Deliverance?” Abby half-heartedly joked.

Abby walked up the two-track drive to the old ford truck next to the two-story farm house. The only answer she got from knocking on the door was a chorus of barks.

“What the hell you want?” The grizzly tone in the voice made Abby jump. The man was tall obviously over six feet tall. His Cleveland ball cap covered most of his head but the brown pony tail cascaded down his back and touched his studded leather belt. His beard matched the rich brown of the vest covering his plaid wool shirt. The faded jeans ended in the tops of his scuffed cowboy boots. The whole look had that near-crazed mountain man feel that made Abby shiver in silence.

The voice boomed at her again, “What the hell you want?”

“Ah… my… ah… car is broke…” Abby stammered.

“So what the hell do you want me to do about it?” The voice was a verbal description of the man from which it reverberated.

“Could I use your phone?” Abby sheepishly asked.

I barbarian of a man took a long look at the woman in front of him. “Bet you know how to make your man beg for that ass don’t ya?”

Abby’s cheeks turn crimson under the lecherous gaze.

“I’m teasin. Come on in the house and I’ll show you the phone.” The man’s tone changed dramatically as he cleaned grease from his hand on the rag he pulled from his back pocket and extended it the Abby. “I’m Sonny. This here is my place. Since I got home from the war at least.”

The tenseness was subsiding, and Abby was able to speak, “Golf?”

“Hell no. Nam,” he smiled a broad toothy grin.

Abby followed Sonny into the house the dim light inside was enough of a change she did not see the chloroform soaked rag until it was nearly in her face. A momentary struggle and Abby crumbled to the floor. The next sensation Abby felt was being tied to a wooden chair. Her wrists were anchored to the chair arms and her ankles were tied to the front legs. A strand of rope circled her middle just below her C-cupped bra.

“My bra?” Abby realized her blouse had been removed prior to being tied to the chair. Her short skirt had been pulled up to her waist and her panties had been cut loose at the crotch. A cool breeze was wafting past her shaved pussy lips and the feeling made her shiver. As the cobwebs cleared from her head, Abby began to scan the room. The chair was in the middle of a large plain room with a couple of low benches. Some wooden cabinets covered the far wall in front of her. She could not see behind her but in front of her were a couple of small card tables with various items piled up on them.

Abby tugged at her bounds. Trying to free herself she did not notice the large black lad the entered silently into the room. Abby caught her breath when the huge head of the animal appeared in her field of vision. Abby could hear the light sound of his black claws as they tapped on the hardwood floor. The huge head moved between her knees and stuck his nose into her pussy lips. Abby gasped in shock, before she shouted,” Get out of there!” The dog did not pay her protest any heed and licked the pouting lips with his wide tongue. Abby shouted in protest again, “NO!” The dog continued to lick her outer lips. Abby could feel your pussy getting wet against her will. “No,” she whimpered. “Please stop,” her protests faded as the feelings of oral magic the lab was weaving in her body choked out the hope he would stop. Abby tipped her head back trying to forget that it was a big black dog driving her body toward total submission to her orgasm. Her hips began to move into that huge tongue. Rocking forward in time with the canine intruder filling her pussy, Abby could feel the waves building in her. She was being forced to give in to the probing of her body. And she knew it, but nothing she tried would stop the relentless journey to the huge orgasm she could feel raising inside her. The dog’s cool nose brushed her clit as his tongue corkscrewed into her body. The sensation was the trigger Abby needed and the explosive orgasm burst from her in a scream of sexual joy and humiliation. “Oooooh. Gawd!” She moaned as the dog kept up his licking of her soaked pussy. After several minutes and orgasms Abby was exhausted. Her sexual coma was so intense she could barely hear the coarse voice from the other room as it boomed its orders, “Warlock! Git yer ass in here. You’ll git her later.”

Abby was too drained of energy to figure out what the man meant. All she knew was the back lab had pulled more orgasms then she thought she had inside her, and she was already missing the sensation of that tongue in her pussy.

The huge man moved into the room. “You liked that tongue didn’t you?” That big toothy grin sneered at her. “Well.”

Abby looked down at the floor as she whispered her shame-filled answer, “Yes.”

Sonny laughed, the echo of which burned into Abby’s soul, breaking will. “You city bitches come around now and again. Thinkin’ you can run things. Had a census taker in here a few months ago. She liked ole’ Jake’s tongue and cock so much she comes back now and agin to get a little taste of him.”

Abby began to sob softly as she spoke, “Please let me go! I won’t tell anyone.”

A monstrous roar froze Abby in the middle of her plead for release. “You think I’m stupid? You ain’t goin anywhere ‘till me and my dogs finish with ya.”

here you are my rabit readers.

Hope you enjoy the next installment.

too bad I am not getting paid for these stories….lol

Abby knew she was trapped. She was at the bidding of the monstrous man whose only ambition was to see her degraded and humiliated. Was this going to be her end? Was she going to spend her last few days on earth tortured by Sonny and his dogs? The fear of the unknown was one universal fear. At one time or another everyone has looked out into the dark trembled at the not knowing. But today she knew what to fear and the thought made her pussy wet. Though she was trembling in that chair, a small part of her had been awakened. Abby felt alive like she had never felt before. That realization fed on her fear and grew.

Sonny looked into her eyes and saw the change in her. His pitiless laugh echoed a cruel after tone. He had seen that look before. Abby was now his to use as he pleased. And use her he will, until he was bored with her. Then he would send her back to her hubby; used goods.

Giving the rope lashed around Abby’s left wrist and tugging, it unraveled. Abby felt the blood race back into her hand as Sonny repeated the procedure on her right wrist. As she rubbed her wrists Abby watched and the huge man walked over to the table and grabbed a large collar. The collar was strapped and locked around Abby’s neck before she had a chance to complain. Running her fingers over the studded leather of the collar Abby asked, “What’s this for?”

“You are a bitch. That is to remind you of that. You will keep it on as long as you are here.” Sonny’s stare tore a hole in any resistance Abby might have. “I will take it off when I am good and ready. Not until then.”

Clipping a leach to her collar, Sonny yanked Abby to her feet, then around the back of the chair. Looping the leach through the large eye bolt in the floor, Sonny dragged Abby down to her knees. Sonny tied off the leash then grabbed leather strap fishing it through another eye bolt then around her thigh. Be thy third strap Abby had her legs pulled apart.

“What are you going to do?” Abby pleaded, “Please don’t do this.”

Sonny’s only response was a snide laugh. Standing over her Sonny called. “Goliath.”

A large golden retriever bounded into the room. The dog ran up to his master and dropped into place in front of him. Sonny scratched his head. “You are about to feel something you will learn to beg for by the time we are done with you.” Turning back to the canine, Sonny ordered the animal into action, “Lick that bitch.” The golden muzzle jammed into Abby from behind. For the second time today she had an animal lick her pussy. The muscular tongue swiped over her outer lips in wide wet strokes. Abby was at once repulsed and excited by the feelings of the animals organ probing her pussy in primal lust. As her body began to enjoy the sensation of Goliath’s tongue lashing your outer lips it parted them. Abby gasped as the canine’s tongue screwed its way between the puffy lips to find the moist channel behind them. The feeling of goliath’s tongue was bringing Abby to another intense orgasm. As she rocked back onto his long firm tongue, Abby moaned. The orgasm rushed through her body and exploded from her in a full body orgasm. She was trembling as the dog kept the attack on her private joy.

The second orgasm was building when Sonny ordered, “Goliath. Take your bitch!”

The golden retriever lounged onto Abby’s back. The force of the impact knocked Abby to her elbows pushing the air out of her lungs. The second motion to knock the air out of her was the thrust of Goliath’s cock as it speared into her. The fleshy spear entered her. Stretching her channel as the cock jammed home. The force of the thrust forced Abby’s pussy to lube itself with fluids. The liquids formed from the mix of Abby’s and Goliath’s contributions flowed down Abby’s inner thighs as Goliath’s cock pulled them from her on each back thrust.

“It’s so hot,” Abby gasped. “My pussy feels like its on fire…” Her voice trailed off in a groan as Abby came on the huge cock jammed deep into her. Goliath was a well-trained lover. His strong hips pounded his cock into his human bitch. Abby moaned as her canine lover panted over her shoulder. She was barely conscious of Sonny as he moved around the lovers. Abby was arching her back so Goliath could ram more of his cock into her. She felt something large ganging against her pussy and tried to wiggle free. Goliath would not let the best bitch he ever had get away. Biting lightly on the back of her neck, the canine wrapped his front legs around her hips. Abby was trapped as Goliath pulled back and slammed his knot home. The pain was monstrous. Certain she had been torn asunder; Abby dropped her head as the teeth of her canine master left red welts across the back of her neck. With his knot deep in her pussy, Goliath started short quick strokes. As his knot swelled it put increasing pressure on Abby’s g-spot. The friction was maddening. Abby felt a cascade of orgasms flood from her abused pussy as her breath came in short hard pants, mixing the breathing of the huge retriever over her left shoulder. Abby could not help but notice the rise in temperature inside her body. Her pussy felt hot like she had been filled with white hot lava.

Sonny helped Goliath turn. Abby came again as she felt the knot rotating inside her. The flow of liquid fire had slowed and the knot inside her loosened its grip on her insides. Abby groaned as the huge knot slipped out of her sore pussy. The flood of juices that followed made Abby gape in awe that some much could have been inside her. She gasped again when she looked at Goliath and saw the cock hanging between his hind legs. Abby calculated twelve inches of hard cock hung outside his sheath crowned at the base by a knot the size of her husband’s prize signed baseball.

After several minutes kneeling there Abby straightened her back. Wait! The collar was no longer attached to the eye bolt on the floor. Her knees were no longer pulled apart by the straps at her sides. She looked up at the huge man over her his cock in his hand. It was nearly as big as the cock that had just escaped her pussy. Walking over to her, Sonny lifted her up into his arms and carried her over to the cot in the corner. Laying her on the simple bed, Sonny looked into her eyes. His eyes no longer carried the hard veneer of the madman she thought he was. Kissing her on the forehead the mountain man pulled her hair out of the way. Standing over her again he looked down and said, “Tomorrow we begin your training.” With that he grabbed a shackle and clamped it around her ankle. Abby knew she was not going anywhere. Not because of the hand-forged iron around her leg. She was trapped by something more sinister and more addicting than her physical bonds.