Whistleblower's Punishment
Copyright© 2026 by Ted E. Bear
Chapter 16
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 16 - A fictional account of how a female executive who attempts to divulge the wrong doings of her employer is brought to heel by senior management. Kidnapped, savagely raped and tortured then forced to watch and abet the gang rape of her daughter are among the steps taken to foster company loyalty.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Blackmail NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Daughter BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture Gang Bang Interracial Black Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts
“Smile, Dougie said you were to look happy and smile,” said Martine focusing his hand held camera on Katie’s face.
“Go get it, Paco, Puncho,” Katie said as she tossed the Frisbee out across the lawn. The two large muscular dogs flew after the plastic disc that sailed across the wide well kept lawn that comprised the back yard of the ranch house. It was the same building where Katie and Beth Anne had spent the last days in the basement dungeon.
Paco leaped in the air to catch the disc in his mouth. Both dogs trotted back to Katie for her to repeat the throw.
Katie was dressed like a street whore. Gaudy rhinestone-covered white platform heels, white Daisy Duke shorts cut so they exposed the greater part of her ass cheeks and a white bikini top that barely covered her nipples comprised her costume. Consuela was beside Katie dressed identically except all in red and nearby off camera was Beth Anne in the blue version. The three were Andy Fastow’s phantasmagoric idea of how three patriotic whores would dress for an Independence Day picnic that included sex with canines.
“Per Andy’s instructions, you need to exhibit a positive attitude for the next video,” Dougie had said as Maria and Consuela were working on Beth Anne and Katie’s make-up and hair.
“Sort of the Happy Hooker look,” Katie said looking in the mirror as she put on the big hoop gold earrings that Consuela had just handed her.
“Exactly, at first you and Consuela are out on the terrace playing with two of the dogs. Then Beth Anne shows up with the rest of the dogs. You three start making out with the pups and we let things develop from there.”
“How many dogs are there?” Katie asked not that it mattered whether she had to fuck two or ten. The threat of more time on Andy’s high tech Spanish Donkey had quelled any spark of resistance. Katie and Beth Anne were willing to do anything to keep their pussies from being placed on that knife like edge of hard Plexiglas for another ride.
“Six,” responded Consuela.
“We’ll be outside on the terrace,” Katie queried. She had no idea the ranch had a terrace. Beth Anne and she had seen only the several rooms in the basement. The idea of being outside in the open air sounded good to Katie even if she would be expected to have sex with another species.
We’ve already screwed snakes. What does it matter if I get my ass fucked by a dog thought Beth Anne? It’s hard to believe that less than 72 hours ago, I was a virgin. Now I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve had a cock in me. Plus Mother and I just made a video of us putting snakes inside our orifices. All I want is to make Dougie happy and get out of this without having to ride the Spanish Donkey again. I swear that if Mom causes any more trouble I’ll slap her face. I don’t care who or what they want me to fuck as long as I don’t have to do that again.
“Most of the action will take place on the terrace and around the pool. There are picnic table we will be using for most of the fuck scenes,” said Dougie.
Katie breathed in the fresh air as she and the crew emerged into the bright sunlight. Ranch was something of a misnomer. The back of the large one story structure had a wide patio or terrace surrounding a swimming pool. There were two large trestle style picnic tables to one side. A well-kept lawn sloped down to a sizeable pond. In the distance, Katie could see a small herd of cattle.
“Drop your shorts and hop up on the table,” said Dougie to Katie once they were on the terrace. Consuela was standing nearby holding the leash of two muscular dogs of a breed that Katie did not recognize.
“Why,” asked Katie noting that once again Dougie was unzipping a leather valise?
“Andy wants a high energy performance and you two need a speedball. You looked fucked out,” said Dougie taking a syringe out of the open valise.
“Speedball?” questioned Katie as she unsnapped the front of her shorts and pushed them down to her knees.
“Yeah, great stuff, half coke and half heroin. It’ll pick you right up and get you in the mood for a little doggie dick,” said Dougie filling the syringe half from one bottle then another.
Katie ignored the pinch as the needle pricked the skin of her upper inner thigh. The effect was almost immediate as the large veins in her legs quickly spread the drugs through her body.
“Wow, that’s quite a rush,” said Katie.
“Gets you in the mood, sweetheart,” said Dougie rubbing his fingers over Katie’s clit as he tongue kissed her.
“I want some,” said Beth Anne who was standing nearby watching Dougie play with her mother’s pussy.
“Eager little whore,” commented Dougie as he continued to masturbate Katie. “How about you, Katherine? Ready to start in ‘Canine Love Picnic #1’?”
“Yes, I’m ready,” said Katie pushing her sex against Dougie’s hand.
“Your turn, Beth Anne,” said Dougie motioning for Beth Anne to replace her mother.
“Oh fuck, that’s great,” said Beth Anne responding to the two drugs spreading through her blood stream.
“All right, let’s get set up. Consuela, introduce Katie and Beth Anne to the puppies. The hounds both look like they’re ready for a little female pussy,” said Dougie removing his wet fingers from Beth Anne’s cunt and placing them on her lips. Beth Anne’s mouth opened and she took Dougie’s fingers in and sucked them.
“Somehow I think you’re looking forward to getting dog fucked,” said Dougie.
“Their cocks are huge,” said Beth Anne.
“Don’t worry, honey, you can handle it,” said Dougie.
“Paco and Puncho are love dogs not like the rape dogs that Uncle Ramon raises,” said Consuela to Katie and Beth Anne. Paco’s nose was nuzzling Beth Anne’s crotch. The three females and the two dogs were seated together relaxing in lounge chairs waiting for Jose and Martine to finish setting up everything for the film. Maria was seated nearby fanning herself against the warm mid day sun.
“They are love dogs. They’re so sweet,” said Beth Anne spreading her legs slightly so Paco could push his snout deeper into her crotch. Katie stroked and scratched Puncho behind his ears. Both women had noticed that the dogs had unusually large cocks that at the moment were partially out of their sheaths.
“Your Uncle Ramon has rape dogs?” asked a curious Katie.
“Uncle Ramon was the one who got the Ortega’s into the dog love business. Years ago, he married a Chilean woman who had a large hacienda outside Bogotá. Aunt Miranda’s family owned several brothels in the capital. The brothels provided shows for wealthy customers who wanted to watch the whores have sex with burros and perros,” said Consuela.
“Perros?” questioned Katie.
“Dogs,” said Maria. “All the women in Miranda’s family were whores. They even sold the girl children to rich gringos. Miranda’s virtue was taken by a gringo banker for a few pesos when she was ten.”
“Mama, let me tell the story,” protested Consuela. “Uncle Ramon became interested in the perros and that became his job in the family business. He is muy intelligent about animals and he bred dogs that became famous throughout Chile for the size of their cocks and their stamina. He carefully selected dogs that had larger cocks and that could perform more than once. Few dogs want to do anything but sleep after they have been bred a single time. Customers came to the brothels just to see Uncle Ramon’s dogs perform with the whores. Wealthy senoras heard about Uncle Ramon’s kennel and before long he was selling them throughout the country. Women said they were better lovers than their husbands,” said Consuela.
“Even to the nuns, he sold them,” added Maria. “It was not enough for them to be married to Christ. They had to be sleep with one of his poorest creatures.”
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