Part 1

It had been a beautiful day and marking coursework on a Sunday afternoon was not my favourite activity but, as a teacher, it came with the territory.

The last workbook marked, I looked out and with hours of daylight left, I decided to get some exercise and some fresh air and set out on my bike.

I covered a good many miles along the upper cycle track along the valley with glimpses of the river, gleaming in the sunshine like a silver and gold ribbon in the valley below,

On the way home, I took a more weaving path along the side of the mountains.

I heard the screams first and then the barking.

I rounded an outcrop on the side of the mountain to see the riverside cycle track below.

Two young girls; also out cycling, had found their way blocked by a number of dogs and been forced to dismount.

The dogs now circled the girls and were running in snapping at their legs making the girls dance away, screaming loudly.

From where I had stopped, I could see a long way up and down the valley and nobody else seemed to be in the area.

I remounted my bike and waving my cycle pump and shouting loudly, sped down the path towards the incident.

The dogs scattered as I arrived in their midst, snarling and growling. But closed in again, carefully avoiding the swinging cycle pump. While I attempted to keep my bicycle between me and the pack.

It was then I saw Lucy.

Lucy’s real name was Lucifer and shared something of his namesake’s character.

Lucy was not a large dog; he was a giant dog of indeterminate breeds with a giant head and teeth a tiger would be proud of.

He sat near the terrified girls watching events and the human encirclement by his tribe like Sitting Bull watched Custer at the Little Big Horn.

When I manoeuvred my bike closer to the girls, the line of dogs on that side parted to let me through while Lucy watched intently.

Quietly, I told the girls that we would put ourselves between the three bikes and walk slowly away. It seemed a good plan.

Lucy moved and sat in our path!

Another large dog darted in behind us and barged between the rear girl and her bicycle which clattered to the ground.

The girl clung to my arm terrified as two large mutts sidled closer snarling viciously.

The girl clung tighter to me and the dog now reached forward and tugged her shorts down over her slim hips.

Two other dogs moved in and nuzzled between her legs.

I pulled the girl between myself and my bike.

Lucy ambled forwards between the front girl and her bicycle, which she released letting it clatter to the ground when Lucy barked at her.

With two girls between my bicycle and me; I released my bike.

Several dogs then came between the girls and me and herded them with snarling menaces to a nearby bench.

I was nudged onto the grass beside the bench

Lucy sidled forward and tugged on the hem of my shorts but as they were buttoned at the waist, not elasticated like the girls, my shorts remained in position.

Lucy went up to the two girls and tugged the shorts on the one which fell around her ankles. Watching me, he repeated the action with the second girl.

This time another dog reared up and the doggy cock slipped past her panties into her virgin pussy. Another dog mounted the first girl but I couldn’t see the out come

Scarcely able to believe Lucy’s cunning, my hand went to my waist and undid the button fastenings.