Chapter 6

"OH GOD!" Lynn exclaimed feeling the dog jabbing into her like an Arab sewing machine.

"Feels good, don't it?" Larry said with a smile. "Ain't no man able to fuck a bitch like that, I promise you that."

"Something's happening..." she grunted feeling the blunt object repeatedly bumping against her labia. "What is that?"

"Just relax and it will all be over with real quick. Just keep still and relax," Larry suggested zooming the camera on their coupling.

The rounded object slowly began slipping inside, adding more watery slime into her overfilled vagina. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain as the baseball-size bulb fully entered her, causing her to yelp and try to move away. The dog continued thrusting his hind legs, scratching at her back. She whimpered as it grew larger.

"Damn it that hurts!" she cried out, trying to squirm out from under the dog.

"Keep still, bitch, you might hurt him and he'll probably bite you."

"What ... what is it? What did you put inside of me?"

"It's his knot and you'll be that way for about twenty minutes or so. Just relax and go with it."

"GO WITH IT!? She grunted, shifting her hips to reduce the pressure. "Are you kidding me? Take the damn thing out of me right now!"

Larry chuckled, panning the camera along her sweaty body, focusing on her swaying breasts for several seconds. "Like I said, he's knotted to you and there ain't nothing I can do 'bout it so you best be gettin' used to it."

She sighed feeling the very hot liquid filling her vaginal cavity. This can't be happening!

Cal lay on the cold cement watching through the legs of the men gathered around the small car fucking his daughters. He couldn't see Renee in trunk, but with the scores of men gathered around the opening he knew she was getting royally fucked. Nicole was different. He could see between the spread legs of someone standing just in front of him right into the car and the ass of the man on top of her brutally bouncing up and down like a bobbin on a windy lake.

He wasn't sure how long he had been there as his mind was still cloudy. Noticing he pants bunched around his shoes; he struggled to pull them up. For some reason his cock was still hard and wet with Nicole's juices. He hoped it was hers but with all the guys that have fucked her so far, it probably wasn't only hers.

The loud grunt turned his attention to the car as the man whose ass he had been watching slowly backed out and someone else took his place on top of her. Shaking he head, he struggled to stand, feeling light headed as he buttoned his pants. Holding the walls, he made his way into the house, passing the kitchen on the way to his bedroom. He needed to lie down.

As the dog pulled away she felt a huge gush of watery slime pouring from her extended hole, soaking her inner thighs and the ground below her. She fell forward, landing against the wire with a grunt. She was exhausted and struggled to turn her head as she heard the cage door opening. Larry was taking the dog out and she sighed a breath of relief until she saw him ushering one of the guard dogs in.

"Get your ass up, bitch," Larry barked. "You ain't done yet!"

"Please, no more. I can't do that again."

"Don't be such a pussy; you've only done one so far. You still have eight more to do."

"WHAT?" she cried out. "What are you talking about? I'm NOT doing that again!"

"You will. I told you, I'm a breeder. I got studs and bitches and you're gunna keep my boys satisfied 'til one of them gets a job. Now like I said, get your ass up!"

She could feel the dog sniffing around her butt, occasionally taking a lick at the cooling wetness still dripping from her. She closed her eyes, turning her head away from the cruel man. She won't do that again.

The rod hardly reached her in the center of the cage, but as it touched her hip, she jumped, causing the dog to growl and bark at her. A second jolt against her ribs elicited the same response. "Please, don't make me do that again. I'm begging you!"

"Get your ass up or there's more of this!" he said clanging the rod between the slats.

Slowly she pulled herself onto her hands and knees, dropping her chest to the metal bar, leaving her ass in the air. She could see the reddish-purple cock already extended from his sheath and dripping a watery pre-cum like a leaking faucet.

"Go on, boy, mount your bitch," she heard the man saying as she closed her eyes. Seconds later, the dog's front paws scratched at her back, slipping to the sides as he stabbed at her with his pointed stick. "Help him find your hole, bitch!" Larry snapped turning the camera back on.

Tears rolled down her face as she felt the smooth, slick prick enter her, going deeply inside. Larry aiming the camera back to her face. "Smile," he goaded laughing at her contorted expression.

The crowds were still filling the double-car garage as Cal made his way though the kitchen. It was already after noon and was burning hot. He could see the guys still fucking his daughters in the same places he had left them a few hours earlier and he still knew nothing about his wife. She has been missing for over 14 hours and not a word about her or from her. Even if she was pissed at him and not wanting to talk to him, she wouldn't leave the girls like this. Something's wrong.

Grabbing his keys, he made his way outside to his truck only to find it missing. "SHIT!" he muttered returning inside to call the police to report it stolen. He figured that Deon and James would probably be the officers to respond, but at least they can't make him take the blame for this. Or could they?

"Your truck has been towed," the lady on the other line informed him.

"WHAT? Towed? Why?"

"It was left abandoned in the middle of the street so the officers called in a tow truck."

"Shit!" How do I get it back?"

"I can give you the name of the company that towed it and you can call them for directions. How you get there is your problem," she added.

"Alright, where was it towed?"

"A towing company called Larry's Salvage Yard on King Highway. You'll need to look the number up," she added before disconnecting the call.

"Great. Just what I needed!" he screamed, slamming the phone down, reaching for the phone book. He'll need to call a cab and then the towing company.

When Larry left, driving away in his over-sized tow truck, she felt she had a chance to get away. Unfortunately she was stuck to a dog, their butts smashed to each other as they looked in opposite directions. It hurt too much to move and anytime she tried, the dog growled. Her knees were killing her as kneeling on the wired floor cut into her caps, making it extremely uncomfortable. She felt the dog tugging, trying to break free as the large knot pulled at her insides.

Six dogs had been put in the cage with her, one after another for what seemed like hours. Her pussy hurt, her guts were churning and she wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to stand being on her knees. As it popped free, sending her forward onto her stomach and a deluge of dog sperm from her burning hole, she cried out in pain. The dog began barking at her, walking in circles around the small cage before lying next to the door, licking his shrinking cock.

The scalding hot liquids continued leaking from her for several minutes and she cringed thinking about what Larry had told her about giving his dogs' semen enhancing medicine to increase their sperm count, making them more productive studs. That only meant more of their slimy goo was pumped into her already overflowing vagina. Seeing the flashing light on the camera she realized that he left the camera on to record what she did while he was gone. Turning away, she began crying.

The taxi took longer than expected as he sat idle under the tree to keep out of the hot sun. Several cars came and a couple left as he waited for over half an hour. Finally the cab pulled into the front driven by a Hindi driver with a very thick accent. Handing the address through the slot, the driver pulled away just as a van pulled into his driveway. He watched until they turned the corner as five large black men filed out from the side door joining the two men who had been sitting in front.

"My poor girls," he mumbled closing his eyes, resting his head on the back of the seat.

"Excuse me, sur?" the driver asked watching him through the mirror.

"Oh, nothing."

It was only about two miles to the tow yard, but the fare was almost eleven dollars with traffic slowing them down. Cal grumbled at the price, handing him twelve dollars before sliding out, stepping into a muddy puddle.

"Shit!" he yelled, frustrated at how crappie his day has been going so far.

Walking through the large, rolling chain-link gate, he immediately heard the dogs barking at a distance. This got the attention of the tall black man doing something near the back of a storage building. Cal began walking toward him, trying to avoid all the puddles and careful not to slip on the slick mud. The man tossed a blanket over something before stepping out to meet him.

"Afternoon," the scruffy-looking man called out smiling. Cal had seen enough black men to last him a life time, but needed to face one more.

"I called about my truck."

"Oh, yea, right this way," he said pointing to a fenced in area of the lot. "Is that your truck?"

"Yea, that's it, how much do I owe you?"

"Let's go into the office and we'll discuss it."

The incessant barking was nerve racking as he kept looking back as he walked. "That's a lot of dogs you have," he noted, seeing the large rectangle box covered by the old army blanket. He thought he heard whimpering, but figured it was just another dog.

"Yea, I'm a breeder too," he said smiling. "In fact, I'm breeding one of my bitches right now."

"Really? What kind of dogs do you breed?"

"Mostly large breeds, fifty pounds or more. I've got a Mastiff that's almost seven foot tall on his hind legs."

"Wow, that's a big dog. I'll bet it hard to find a dog to mate with him."

"Yea, most of the bitches need to be artificially inseminated 'cause he's just too big for them," he said with a smile. "Got a knot on him as big 'round as a two liter bottle."

"Damn, must be a huge dog. So, how much do I owe you?"

"Let's see, with the towing fee, the gate fee, the storage fee, the impounding fee and taxes, it comes to $224.37. Let's just make it an even two twenty-four."

"WHAT!? Two hundred dollars to tow my truck two miles?"

"Yea, sorry, that's the total. If you don't wanna pay it, I can keep it here longer, but there's a twenty-five dollars a day storage fee."

"That's ridicules! I've never been screwed over this much before!"

"Sorry, but that's my fees."

Pulling out his credit card, he charged the amount, noticing the name. "Calvin Bennett. Where have I heard that name before?" he asked staring the slightly shorter man up and down.

"Perhaps you read about me in the paper. I'm head coach at Lincoln High School. My team went to state playoffs last year."

"Naw, that's not it. I don't follow high school sports. But I'm sure I've heard of you some place. Oh well, it'll come to me later. I just need your signature on the line and I'll go get your truck."

Huffing, he grabbed the pen from his hand, scribbling out his signature before slamming the pen on the counter. "I still think you're over charging me."

"Sorry, but there's a lot involved in towing. I'll pull your truck around to the front. Just wait here." He said stepping outside through a back door. Cal walked to the side of the building mumbling about how annoying the barking dogs were. "Here you go," Larry said opening the truck door.

"How do you stand it? I mean the barking like that. Doesn't it get annoying?"

"They're only acting like that because I gotta bitch in heat. Usually they're pretty calm and quiet.

"Are you using that Mastiff?" he asked curious about the dog.

"Not yet, he'll go next."

"Next? You mean you're mating her with more than one dog?"

"Yep. To make sure she'll catch."

"How will you know which dog impregnates her?"

"I won't. It don't matter no way. She's a mutt I found on the streets. I just wanna see what the pups will look like," he added smiling.

"Well, I guess you know what you're doing," Cal said stepping into his truck.

"You come again."

"No, I don't think so. I can't afford your prices," Cal said pulling out of the yard.

Larry returned to his duties, jerking the blanket from the cage. "Having fun yet?" he asked noticing the woman was still knotted with the tan and dark brown blood hound. She groaned, unable to move from her position as the dog struggled to get free. The knot was shrinking and soon would be finished.

"Please, she hoarsely spoke. Let me call my husband. I won't say anything about what you did to me. Just let me go, please."

"As much as I'd like to do that, I'm afraid that I can't. You see, you still have one more lover to take, and I save the best for last."

"What do you mean?"

"You ever seen an English Mastiff? One of the biggest dogs in the world. Mine weighs almost 300 pounds and is as strong as an ox. When he starts going, he don't stop," he said smiling as her eyes widened at the thought. "I gotta buddy of mine, does breeding too and he's got this Great Dane that looks like a small horse. The fuckers got a 13 inch cock on him. You should see it!"

"Please, let me call my Calvin to take me home," she grunted as the knot suddenly slipped out, causing her to lean forward, taking the air from her lungs.

"Calvin? Not Calvin Bennett is it?" Lifting her head, she struggled to focus on the man staring at her through the cage.

"Yes," she muttered. "Do you know him?"

"No, not really. I just heard the name somewhere."

"Please, let me use your phone to call him. Please."

"I'll tell you what. You show Mo-Jo a good time and I'll think about it."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Mo-Jo, my Mastiff. You show him a good time and I'll let you use my cell phone to make one call. Deal?" Swallowing hard she slowly shook her head. "Good, now lemme go and get your boyfriend."

Calvin drove around until it was getting late. Noticing the gas gauge, he pulled into the gas station near the freeway to fill up. For five hours he cruised around the city going in circles but still couldn't find her. He even visited all the area hospitals hoping that she was admitted with no luck. Calling the police to check on the status of the case, he was disheartened to learn that a report was never filed.

As the tank filled, he walked around, the lot, trying to clear his thoughts. That's when he noticed the small white car pulled forward along the side of the building with two guys standing outside looking in through the window. Moving closer, he felt his blood boil when he realized it was the car he had bought for Nicole and there were two men inside the front seat, one lying on top of something and the other leaning against the passenger side door facing the other door.

Walking closer, he could see the front hood was opened and the car was bouncing up and down rapidly. "I'm next," one of the men barked out as he approached.

Looking inside, he saw the flowing red hair between the man's arm and body as he pumped up and down on top of her. A quick glance in the truck revealed his youngest daughter, legs spread wide and high as a chunky trucker-type bounced up and down on top of her. Putting his head down, he sighed, walking away. This can't be happening!"

"OH GOD PLEASE MAKE HIM STOP!" Lynn bawled, her nails scratching at the concrete beneath the cage, breaking off. The massive dog was on all fours and she was still was able to fit under him. Larry had her lie on her back and perform oral sex on Mo-Jo until it was hard and leaking a sticky liquid. That was something she wouldn't even do for her husband but after being promised access to a phone, she agreed, only to regret it shortly afterward as his hips began flexing, stabbing at her throat.

Having him mount her was awkward and took some maneuvering, but after several minutes, the dog's thick cock was forcing its way into her stretched hole. It wasn't long before the knot, if you can call it that was knocking at the entrance and she braced herself for what she knew was coming. She could not have expected what she felt.

The huge balloon filled her cavity beyond capacity, feeling as though it was tearing her tender tissue in half. Not since child birth has she felt so opened and enlarged. Once seeded, the giant orb continued to grow, filling her gut with an extensive amount of hot gel, expanding her opening more than ever. She cried out, biting her knuckles until she tasted blood.

"PLEASE! TAKE IT OUT!" she screamed, too hoarse to be more than a whisper. "HE'S KILLING ME!"

"This is some good shit!" Larry cajoled, moving the camera closer to the cage. I ain't never seen no bitch able to take that knot before. Many have tried, but no one never did it. 'Til you," he added with a grin.

"PLEASE. I'M BEGGING YOU. STOP THIS BEFORE I'M PERMANETLY RUINED!"

"Don't worry, bitch, you're tired old pussy will snap back after a while."

Steeling herself, she endured the assault, feeling numb below the waist after a while. The pain had become a dull ache but she felt a great deal of pressure. Slowly it began to subside, growing smaller by the minute until finally it was small enough to be pulled out.

"Damn, that's gotta be some kinda record!" Larry said as the large dog moved away from her. I timed it at sixty-eight minutes but I'll have to go back and check the video. Either way, it was over an hour of just being tied to you. That's impressive!"

She stared at him with hatred. She had never felt so humiliated and degraded in all her life and then to have this bastard patronize her just made it that much worse.

"Come on, boy," she heard him say as the door lock was giggled. "You did good. I think there will be a little treat in you bowl later," he added ruffling his hand across the dog's head." She couldn't move and only quietly groaned, watching as the man left with the dog.

'Thank God that's over with', she thought before closing her eyes. The jet of cold water shocked her awake as she screamed, turning onto her back trying to avoid the spray.

"STOP IT!" she shouted a quiet whisper, not able to over power the sound of the water. He directed the powerful spray between her legs and she howled, flipping onto her side, grasping her groin. "Please, stop," she begged, her voice cracking.

"You're a fuckin'mess, bitch, I just need to clean you up some."

"The phone. You said I could use your phone to make a call. Can I have it now?"