Chapter 9

Dog sperm overflowed Jacqui's pulsing cunt hole and ran down the backs of her legs. Slower and slower Trooper fucked his prick into the soggy, reeking mess of her pussy. She squealed and grunted and rolled her butt around to sample more fully the hardness of the small canine cock.

Finally the jism stored in the Doberman's dangling ball sac exhausted itself into the woman's cunt. He pulled his prick out and dropped to all fours. A long quavering moan escaped Jacqui's lips. Her sides and ass were itchy from the rasping of his coarse fur.

Chuck let his breath out in a long exhalation. "Hoooooo boy," he breathed. Trooper sniffed once at the gooey mess of Jacqui's cunt, then trotted off and lay down in the corner. The frenzied fires of climax died away in Jacqui's nude, bound body, leaving the cold inescapable knowledge of what she'd done. She began to cry.

Anne laughed wildly and ran her hands down her gleaming naked body. Her nipples stuck out like thumbs. "Wonderful! Beautiful! What a show!" She threw her head back in a whipping cloud of hair. "Listen to her sob! She's sorry she got hot to trot with a dog! I'll bet!"

She grabbed her accomplice by both arms. "The best is yet to come!" she promised. "Haul her skinny ass off the floor and tie her up."

"Where?"

The cheerleader's pretty brow wrinkled in thought. "I know!" she said, snapping her fingers. "The cycle. Pick her up, bend her over the frame, and retie the rope where it is now. Better tie her hands, too -- she's going to thrash around real good when I get started on her!"

Jacqui was a quivering, unresisting mass of grief and humiliation. Chuck had no trouble untying her, dragging her to her feet and draping her so her jugs dangled over the frame of the exercycle, and then redoing her bonds the way Anne had suggested. The naked nymph strode over to stand before her other captive, gloating.

"Well, how do you like watching your aunt get dog fucked?" she asked brightly. She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head saucily to one side.

Martin sat very, very still. Better react, he thought, "You bitch," he rasped. "You evil, filthy, dirty, diseased sow of a slut. When I get out of this -- "

"Don't be so sure you will," grinned Anne. "And anyway, don't use up all your best threats just yet. Wait and see what I do to auntie dear next!" With that she turned and flounced off, wagging her hips so her butt jiggled fetchingly.

We'll see, the blond-haired youth thought. Moving gently, as imperceptibly as he could, Martin returned to his task, sawing his bonds against the little spur of steel that had gashed his arms. The tape was beginning to give way.

The nude cheerleader disappeared around the bottom of the stairwell, into the area where the family's tools were kept. "Don't just stand there with your teeth in your mouth, Chuck," she called. "Whip your prong out and plug it into our girl!"

Chuck's lip curled up involuntarily. "But -- but she's all full of dog jism," he protested.

"Her cunt is," Anne said, "but not her ass. Ah, here we go!"

Bobbing his head in raging lust, Chuck tore down the zipper of his pants. He had no underwear on under his uniform trousers, and his steel-hard cock shot from his fly like a coiled spring. Watching Trooper rape the captive librarian had gotten him hotter than he'd ever been.

Jacqui was slumped over the cycle. "Get ready," he growled, and grabbed her ass with both hands.

Jacqui lifted her head listlessly. She felt her butt cheeks being spread apart by Chucks unsteady hands. Then a stabbing pain shot up her back.

The security guard's thumbs had pulled open her little asshole far enough to shove his lengthy prick right on in. Jacqui gasped as the unlubricated arrowhead of prick filled her asshole.

"Aggh," she gurgled. "Get it -- yeeeeOOOOOW!" Chuck's fingers dug furrows in her tender assflesh as he started forcing his prick straight into Jacqui's dry asshole. The woman's buttocks strained and whitened as she tried to shut her ass passage to his prick, but it was useless. Inch by inch he drove his cock up her protesting asshole.

The ropes chafed her wrists. Jacqui couldn't raise herself for the rope around her neck. But she had to escape -- the pain was unbelievable! Chuck's cock was as long and hard and unpleasant as a baton would have been going up the librarian's ass. And the tremendous cock's ungreased surface grated the sensitive anal membranes. It felt as though Chuck's prick were wrapped in barbed wire!

Tears started from Jacqui's tightly shut eyes. Her stomach tightened as though trying to squeeze them out -- them and that agonizing cock! "That's it," Chuck grunted, barely able to speak for the incredible pressure crushing his prick. "The more you fight it, the more fun it is for -- eeg! Omigod! -- me!"

"Kawiii -- it!" Jacqui begged. "You're tearing me apart! Pain... so much pain! Can't take it! Killing meeee!"

"No, it's not," Anne said, coming back into the rec area of the spacious basement. "But you'll wish it had!"

Jacqui paid no attention. Her whole being was concentrated on the seemingly endless cock grinding its dreadful way into her asshole.

At last Chuck had every unbelievable inch of his prick well-planted between the prisoner's snowy ass cheeks. His cock, sensitized so that every beat of Jacqui's racing heart sent chills up his spine and pulsed with pleasure in her butt. His head hung down, and for a long moment he studied the way his crotch pressed in against the woman's perfect ass. Then he looked up.

He caught his breath. Jacqui lifted her head. Her eyes got big as saucers.

Smiling, Anne scratched a match with her long thumbnail. She held the flame up and brought a hand blow-torch into hissing, burning life. She blew out the match and adjusted the flame to an angry orange spear.

"Like it?" she asked. Heat washed over Jacqui's ashen face. Anne adjusted the torch again, so the flame was a long, feathery billow, like a dragon's breath.

Jacqui couldn't find her breath. Even the fact that Chuck had pulled his prick out and was beginning to cornhole her drywall ass didn't reach her stunned, horrified brain. The pain from the well- fucked butt was hideous, but not half as hideous as the pain she knew for a dreadful certainty she would soon feel.