Chapter 2: Pussy Tricks & K9 Mix

I only thought I was getting in from the freezing cold outside in the backyard. As I reached the back door, Linda closed and locked it as she went in. I stood for 10 minutes knocking on the door, naked and freezing. I finally decided, reluctantly, to try the front door. I didn’t want to because everyone in the trailer park knows me. It was dark and I was hoping nobody would see me as I slipped around the side of the trailer. I was wrong.

I made it through the side gate and was greeted by Duke, Mr. Butch’s German Shepherd. Evidently he remembered my scent and was in the mood. He tried to hump me as I was scrambling for the door. Evidently this was a setup because I saw Mr. Butch’s security camera as it followed me and Duke. He was humping my leg as I tried to reach the porch. If you’ve never tried to run discreetly with a 100 lb German Shepherd humping your leg, you wouldn’t be alone, yet there I was. Also, did I mention there was an unusual amount of traffic which seemed to be circling the park and live streaming my predicament? More shame and humiliation. My new nickname would be “Dirty Dianna Dog Fucker” or something similar. I wasn’t anxious to find out.

I made it to the porch as three cars pulled in and parked in the yard. The door cracked open and Daddy said, “You’ll be the welcome mat. Anybody who gives you the pass phrase, you have to do it. For every three guests you suck, I’ll let you come inside for three minutes.” And with that he slammed the door shut and left me outside freezing and trying to fight off Duke, who had resorted to sniffing my crotch with his cold wet nose. I was already wet, but this was not my proudest moment.

“Suck my dick, is that the password?” the first visitor asked as he reached the porch.

I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth but Duke was behind me starting to lick my ass. His tongue was so long and strong that he was able to reach between my legs and lick my pussy and hit directly on my freezing clit. The dog collar I had on didn’t make it easy to suck the man’s dick, in fact it was hard to breathe and swallow. His dick was shriveled up, due to the cold, but he showed his appreciation of my warm wet mouth by holding the collar. This made me gag, but also wet. Another new kink for my young body. He was in full control of me because my brain was trying to keep Duke from licking my pussy raw with his sandpaper tongue sliding between my legs. I had one hand trying to block the dog and the other holding the base of his cock as I took him fully down my throat. He came within a couple of minutes, holding my head still as he pumped my mouth full of his warm semen. It was a warm welcome to my empty stomach. He quickly zipped up and moved past me and another man took his place.

I didn’t have time to even look up, this man already had his thick cock out as he grabbed my head and stuffed me. If he hadn’t been holding my head I would have lost my balance and Duke would’ve been fucking me like a rabbit. The man throated me for a good ten minutes while the man behind him griped about him taking so long to “fill her up”, as he put it. I knew he was close when he held his enormous mushroom cockhead down in my “gullet”, as he called it while he was cumming. As soon as he finished he wiped his dick on my hair, zipped up and went inside. I stayed on my knees waiting and waiting. Why? Because the next man was using a walker to scoot forward to my face, inch by inch. He was probably in his 70’s with expensive baggy pants and a checkered shirt and cardigan. He had glasses and a hat and smelled rich. Like, I don’t know what the cologne was, but it smelled expensive and something told me he was rich.