"The Crime, The Victim, and the Criminal"

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Chp. 1 The Crime pt. 1

“I’m home Lincy honey.” Greg Mineras called out as he entered their house and hung his coat on the tree, the returning silence sent a chill running through his spine urging him to call out again, “I’m home honey…” his voice trailed off as he entered the living room to find the coffee table turned over, the light tree knocked to the floor, in the middle of the room a torn shirt and one shoe… “God one shoe.” Greg thought as he slumped to the footstool as if the weight of the world was upon his shoulders and the feverish protests of his wife Lincy echoed, “No honey I can’t… I’ve told you too much already… I won’t tell you anymore and I won’t tell anyone else or he will know! I tell you he will know!” in answer to his urgings, “Honey he is just going to keep doing it if you don’t help the police; other women will have to suffer just like you have, anyway the police will catch him long before he finds out you told them anything.”

The suddenness of his realization; ‘she was right’ the clothing left behind as a grim reminder of the smash and grab rapist, and the cold emptiness of the house ripped Greg’s heart open. His face twisted in agony as his tears spilled down his cheeks and his stomach heaved in wrenching gags caused by his intense rage, and fear; helplessness and loathing, disgust of his own arrogance and the painful realization that his wife may soon be dead or worse tortured and kept at bay for the cruel entertainments of her captor, then turned into his concubine to breed more bastards. Gone, taken, just as she had predicted he some how knew, he some how knew.

Through his tears he gazed at the phone wondering; the call that took his wife as she predicted came from that phone, and would yet another call worsen her fate. He remembered the news flash that spawned his urgings and now confirmed, his wife’s warning that the police are powerless to stop him, inept compared to his cunning. As he hung his head in surrender he moaned out and thought to him self, “How could I be so dumb; not realizing the number of years this diabolical criminal has held all of the law enforcement agencies including the military at bay, while he picks and chooses his prey at his leisure, and taking them at his convenience.” Greg’s thoughts soon gave way to the echoes of that news flash.

“We have some late breaking news about the smash and grab rapist; in yet another one of his daring day time attacks he has taken another three victims today; one of them thought to be the youngest known victim yet, her information will be with held because of her age. The other two are Nicolia Grinnell age twenty-two and Yvonne La Naïfay age twenty-eight, their families have been notified. All three victims lived at the apartment complex and it is our understanding that all three victims knew each other, and as is all too often the case no one heard or saw anything out of the ordinary. We will continue our coverage and interrupt the scheduled programming as the case develops.”

Greg looked at the television’s blank screen a raging urge to kick it grew as the echoes of all of the news broadcasts over the years reran, and he wondered just how much information the police were sitting on, and if there were any other victims that had come forward. He thought how could this be; the police not having a clue as to the where abouts of the remaining victims, or exactly how many victims there really are, only the fifty-seven that have just popped back into where ever it was they were taken from. Many of them pregnant and close to giving birth; and none of them are talking at least none of their stories are hitting the news and the police were tight lipped with him. There has been some speculation the twelve that have disappeared after giving birth are again his prisoners; but all anyone knows for sure is they are gone, more are going to vanish, and no one can stop this crazed animal.

The police only know that over the six years he has been active there are at least sixty-three women reported missing by husbands, family members, and or friends. There is a strong possibility that not all victims have been reported and that there are more believed to be captives. The lengths of their captivity can only be estimated and range from a few weeks to several months, and longer. Because of the victim’s silence no reasons can be attributed to the differences in the time of captivity, nor has any light been shed as to how or why they are selected. The victims are from all walks of life; all are in their twenties with the exception of a few older women, and the latest victim being the youngest, and all are in good physical and mental condition at the time of their kidnapping, this was all the police would tell Greg.

Another quaking wrenching tremor raged as he vomited on the rug and then laid down in his own vomit and passed out oblivious to the knocking at his door. Filling Greg’s mind now were the horrifying images his wife Lincy recounted to him at night each time he found her shivering in the corner of their bedroom covered only by a throw rug; the mental pictures of frightened women, scratched by the animal they were mated to and degraded by their human tormentor, forced to have vaginal sex with their animal mate one minute and the very next suck a man’s dick while another fucks them, look up smile and ask for more.

The women were drugged; given animal names, and forced to answer to them, and the only time they were in a bed was when they were servicing another man or one of his other female slaves, and then it was back to the kennel to eat and maybe sleep for a few minutes. Lincy gave Greg only broken images from the half told details before going silent; the doctors all told him to be patient with her and not expect too much of a recovery too soon, and that the horrifying nightmares may never go away.

Greg was wrested from his nightmare by loud pounding at the front door; he felt the cold wetness of the vomit on the side of his face as he sat up and his eyes burned as if they had acid in them, again the pounding started at the door this time he heard them calling his name, “Greg Mineras are you or your wife in there, are you both okay?” a deafening silence filled the room as they waited for his response.

“Go away!” Greg called out and weakly adding, “I don’t want any company tonight.” Greg struggled to shout loud enough for who ever was at the door to hear, then moaned, “It’s late… it’s too late.”

“It’s the police Mr. Mineras. We would like to talk to you and your wife some more.” They insisted testing the doorknob.

“It’s late come back tomorrow.” Greg shouted struggling not to sob out loud and with conviction shouted, “Go away…! Come back tomorrow! It’s late! It’s too late…” his voice trailed off as tears ran down his cheeks.

End Chp. 1 The Crime pt. 1

Chp. 1 The Criminal pt. 1

“What is it with these stupid females?” Mort Dray thought to him self as he continued the last few days of surveillance, “Don’t they listen to the news? I’m glad they don’t because it just makes my work a whole lot easier. It seams like the ruder they are, the stupider they are and the more I want them. How fucking stupid they are; walking around at night ‘alone…’ doing the same stuff, at the same time, all the time. The only thing I have to worry about is this hard dick of mine; shit the closer to the grab day I get the more he throbs, that is the only time I ever got close to getting caught is the time I jumped the prey early cause she was leaving on a surprise trip. When I looked into her eyes and watched them fill with fear and tears; I came and came hard right inside my pants, so hard I went to sleep for a few brief moments. I had so much sperm in my pants it ran down my leg and spilled onto the floor; and while I was cleaning up the mess, her girlfriend walked in through the open door, a door I forgot to close and lock, so I knocked her out with a single stroke to the cheekbone tied her up finished cleaning my mess and made off with a twofer what a treat. But so close to a fuck up.”

“God I love the hunt and stalk but it is the capture that wets my pants!” Mort sneered under his breath as he started the van and drove off to the next victim thinking as he left, “She’s the same only one very slight change from a phone call that lasted too long a very boring phone call. I just don’t understand how they can talk so long and say not one fucking thing worth saying. Let’s see how and what number two is doing, and then off to the third and last target. So far it is looking like next week is still on for the grab, I sure am glad I found these adult diapers so I don’t have to worry about my sperm leaking out and leaving a clue for the stupid pigs to find. Hey Mort ole buddy don’t get too cocky; some of them have smarts, and don’t forget they have fancy gadgets too.” Mort argued to his self as he drove on.

Mort churned his attack plans over and over in his mind as he drove but soon his thoughts drifted to the last poker game night… “Well Ned was the big winner the last time so he gets first pick of the litter.” Moe happily pointed out lacing his fingers behind his head beaming a smug smile while his pet loudly mouthed his member, and the other pets entered the room clad only in dirty t-shirts, no makeup, and their hair in ponytails he added, “This litter of pups was a lot of fun to train and they all learned well so be nice.”

“You with the black hair; no not you, yea you with the blow job lips, strip and come over here.” Ned sneered as he ordered.

“What do you mean Ned? They all have them pouty blow job lips man!” Reb and Jeb laughed out.

“Yea I know.” He laughed and then added as she stumbled, “I do like the way you have their eyes closed with that flesh like looking latex but could we put on our disguises at some point during the weekend cause I want to look into her eyes when I shoot off a load.” When his pet got close Ned barked, “Bend over and spread your cheeks I want to sniff your puss!” after taking a long exaggeratedly loud quaffing he sneered, “you’ll do. What is your name?”

“Doggy.” She replied coyly placing her hand on his thigh near his swelling penis.

“We will do that tomorrow when we start round two.” Moe assured.

“Don’t you just love the way the cock guards make’em sound?” Ned teased asking, “Why are you called Doggy?”

Reb butted in asking, “If they were such good learners why the cock guards?”

“Cause I likes the way it makes them sound and besides the blow jobs feel a whole lot better!” Moe eagerly answered.

“Cause I like to fuck doggy style and I love suck’en dick!” She eagerly answered when Moe stopped talking. Smiling dreamily and wriggling her hips Doggy added, “I really love being mounted by Brutus my Dane Bernard mix mate. Just thinking about the weight of his hot hairy body on top of me, his powerful hairy haunches rubb’en my ass cheeks as his huge wet cock with that mammoth knot is being shoved into me causes me to go into heat. See…!” Doggy pulled her shimmering wet hand from between her legs and held it in front of Ned’s face close to his nose and teasingly added, “If it gets hard, wet, and cums I want that thing in me!” She looked up and beamed a smile at Ned and asked, “You like what you smell? You want me to suck you off or let you fuck me now?” and got down on all fours and gazed up at Ned from over her shoulder beaming an eager smile and licentiously swaying her hips side to side.

“Yea pull my dick out and start sucking and put your hand in my pocket, and rub my balls.” Ned directed watching as his pet for the weekend loosened his pants freeing his already hard penis and start mouthing his purple knob and then Ned urgently ordered, “‘Christ…!’ get the whole cock down your throat! I want to feel the head of my dick sliding up and down deep inside your throat!” and with a garbled moan the full length vanished.

A big pot hole bounced Mort back into his van from his daydreaming and he realized he had arrived at victim number two’s neighborhood and there she was; just like clock work sunning in the backyard with the front door wide open, with only the screen door closed, or if it was raining she would be sitting in the swing under the awning, “How fucking picturesque.” He thought as he parked and began massaging his penis Mort quietly sneered, “In fifteen minutes she is going to go inside leaving the backdoor wide open stuff her mouth with cake and coke watching her stupid fucking comedy show so loud that everyone can hear it while she turns into a fucking fat blimp.” Soon she rose went inside a few minutes later plates could be heard clanking and the TV started blaring.

“She’s going to be too easy.” Mort sneered as he drove off adding, “Boy is she in for a rude wakeup, no more rude than she is.” He argued with him self, thinking as he headed for victim number three, “She hasn’t had a single visitor or phone call all week just went out for dinner twice.”

As he pulled onto the freeway his mind quickly drifted to the poker game… “I’m next!” Reb shouted as he watched Doggy swallow the full length of Ned’s thick long cock and then ordered, “You! No tits, get over here, strip and put your hand in my pocket and hold my cock!”

She hopped straight to where she heard the voice and tripped over Ted’s intentionally placed foot, but got right up and begged, “Please say something!”

“Get over here!” Reb barked louder and before he finished she was bounding to his side stripping then sitting and fumbling as she searched for his pocket and when she found it Reb sang out as he squeezed her nipple, “Gaaawwd…! Daaammn…! Girl those are some of the biggest nippies I have ever seen on such small titties!” and then he asked, “What are you called?”

“Fanny.” She said with a broad smile and she looked up as if she could see Reb through the opaque latex.

“That is…” Reb was cut short.

“I’m next in line!” Ted shouted and barked, “You with the hair not you the plump one.” He affirmed and sneered, “yea you! You are mine get that shirt off and sit down next to me.” And she was naked sitting by his side by the time he finished taking his next breath and as he meshed his fingers in her hair turning her face to his he asked, “Your name what is it?”

“Lassie.” She said with out hesitation as she placed her hand on Ted’s swollen penis and started squeezing and milking it.

“Why that?” He asked while he twiddled her nipple.

She coyly answered in a fake southern drawl, “Cause my clitty looks like a bitches clitty, and plus I begged to be mated to Brutus because I love the way he mounts me when ever he wants and he wants me all the time.” as she rubbed her pussy grinning in Ted’s direction.

“Stand up and show me.” Ted directed. Lassie stood and parted her thick matting of dark pubic hairs giving Ted a clear view. He whistled as he looked and liltly commented, “Shit boys it does look like a bitches clit. Lassie you have one of the biggest clits I have ever seen.” And squeezed it causing her knees to warble a little, and then commented teasingly, “You don’t have very much hair and you don’t smell very hot either.” then stuffed two of his dry fingers into her very wet opening causing her to wince a little.

“No hurting she been a good little bitch Ted.” Moe explained and then added, “All of these new doggies have done their learning well, and quiet willingly, anyway you know the rules that’ll be a fifty dollar fine to the pot for the first winner.”

“A good little bitch huh?” Ted grunted as he through in his fifty looked at Moe and asked, “Will you tell me more?”

“When she’s in the kennel with Brutus she stays right by his side between her and Doggy ole Brutus gets more than his share of fucken.” Moe assured adding, “You know Ted; Brutus has become very protective of her too, even I have to be nice to her at the kennel.” then directed, “Tell him Lassie!”

As Lassie looked up her face turned a bright red, a wet smile beamed across her lips and she began massaging Ted’s dick and talking in a deepening voice, “Oh yes he won’t let any of the other dogs near us Brutus growls if they get too close. He watches over us when we eat and drink, and the three of us sleep on the same rug, eat and drink from the same bowls. He always seams to know when I am thinking about his having his huge cock knot inside me; and as soon as I get wet he starts licking me between my legs, and when he mounts me god I just start trembling, and he buries his gigantic dick inside me with two quick pumps… My god…! Just thinking about being tied to him makes me quiver and melt inside. I get a little jealous when I watch him mating with Doggy, but he looks like he loves humping her so much, well I just start getting hot myself.” As she went silent Lassie stared at Ted’s growing member.

Just then the door opened and a very pregnant woman walked in carrying five one-liter bottles and announced, “Ladies it’s time for your vitamins.” And groped her way towards the party as she looked through her white lace blindfold, able to see only fuzzy outlines of the people and handed each pet a bottle. They all sat and waited, bottle in hand for the command.

“Boys you all know ‘Lady’ she has just been moved up to house mother and soon she will be leaving us.” Moe sang out smugly.

“Chug-a-lug girls drink it down.” Sang Lady as she watched. All of them making ugly grimaces as they drank the sickening dark amber tea down, their faces twisted and their breath raspy sounding as they gasped in disgust from its taste, and when finished they held their bottles up for Lady to pick up; their faces still twisted, mouths still gaping, and tongues sticking out.

“That’s my good girls.” Lady sang as she picked up the empties and left.

Picking up where he left off Ted sang “Yea I guess so I can smell your heat now.” then directed, “Turn around and show me your butt!” Lassie quickly spun around on all fours and lifted her butt in the air showing Ted her frothy cream covered pubic hairs puffy red labia and her dilated vagina.

“Now that is what I call a hot box!” Ted excitedly brayed as he got to his knees and stuffed his cock inside Lassie’s pussy and started humping.

Jeb sounding disappointed chimed in saying, “Shit I guess that leaves me with you; ‘strip…!’ and let me see what you look like at least you have really black hair and hairy legs.” As she stripped a smile started to beam from his face and Jeb began rubbing his bulging crotch then exposed his large hardening dick braying, “Well boys it looks like my luck is changing already cause I likes’em hairy; and she is the hairiest bitch I’ve ever laid eyes on turn around a few times! Now get over here and let me smell your pussy!” Jeb spun her around as soon as she got in reach, pushed down on her shoulder making her bend over across his lap, and as she bent over Jeb brayed noting, “Jesus woman your legs and butt are hairier than mine are!” and then licked two of his fingers and stuffed them in her pussy, pulled them out and took a long very loud sniff and then barked, “Sit girl; play with yourself I want to hear you get wetter. You better hope that I’m not the low man for the first round because if I am you are going to get wolf-packed. Now what are you called?”

“Tessy.” She replied smartly and then asked, “What do you mean, wolf-packed?” and continued fingering her clitoris and labia making sloshing sounds as her juices began to soak her long black pubic hairs.

“You didn’t tell her Moe?” Jeb asked as he looked at him and then explained, “We all get sucked and fucked by the low man’s bitch at the break; but don’t worry even if I lose you look like you can handle all of us you even look like it will be fun for you.”

“Well yea usually.” Moe kicked in adding, “But this weekend we have a returning guest and not only will she be the one getting wolf packed but later this weekend she will be getting married to Jake and then mounted by both Jake and Big Red for the between games entertainment. I think we are all going to get a big laugh out of the ceremony, and I know we are all going to get juicy hard ons when they start fucking the new bride, so I want you boys to save your loads so we can all give Messy Missy a full dose of sperm.”

Reb pulled his member from Fanny’s mouth the same time Ted yanked his cock from Lassie’s pussy and Reb echoed, “Messy Missy…!” A smile stretched from ear to ear on all four faces as they looked at Moe and Reb added, “She is one hot bitch! I have never seen a bitch get as wet as she does, it is just like splashing in a puddle.”

“Jesus she smells just like bubble gum when she gets hot, and her juices taste just as sweet!” Ted excitedly remarked.

“Damn that woman soaked my whole front, from my face to my knees while she was fucking me!” Jeb excitedly kicked in.

“Yea that bitch took to fucking dogs like a water moccasin takes to water, and there’s more.” Mort teasingly paused as they looked on and added, “She is in heat this time so one of the five of us is going to get her knocked up when we shoot our sperm into her.” A smile beamed as he started to shuffle the cards and then teasingly added, “You know what else boys? I ain’t let her mate in two weeks so she is going to be one hungry bitch in heat!” and then put the cards on the table.

“Well come on let’s get this game started!” Jeb excitedly urged taking his cut of the deck and the others followed in turn. Winning the cut Ned started shuffling, gave the deck to Reb on his left to cut, and began dealing. Quickly they organized their hands.

“I can open with a two dollar bet and I’ll take two cards.” Ned announced smugly.

“A passing cop car with it’s lights flashing raced around Mort’s van and caused a chill to run up his spine when he realized that he failed to pull over and slow for it. The tension eased when he saw the patrol car speeding off the freeway and down a dark side road, “Off to a wreck, or a reported break-in, or disturbance of some kind.” Mort mused as he sped towards his turnoff, relieved that his turnoff was much further and in the opposite direction.

“Boy am I glad they invented latex glue and cellophane wrapping paper.” Mort sighed to him self as he turned onto the next and last victim’s neighborhood. They had instituted a neighborhood watch like so many other neighborhoods have over years, right after he started his reign of terror so vehicle identification became an important issue. He used latex and cellophane because they are not only the best tools ever invented for camouflaging ones vehicle, but also the easiest tools to use. “There she is!” he sneered as he passed her house, “Always on the phone when she gets home sometimes leaving all three doors wide open as if there wasn’t a thing to worry about.” Mort’s dick began throbbing as he thought, “That bitch is mine…!” rounded the corner and drove off without stopping because as always nothing changed; the side door to the garage was open as were the front and back doors he noticed as he drove away. His timing was perfect too; the patrol had just passed by and it will take another thirty-two minutes before they pass by again and, as always the street is empty except for a stray dog or cat. Mort thought, “I’ll just stop at the top of the hill and watch.” as always the patrol was on time.

Mort brayed out loud as he headed for the freeway, stopwatch ticking, “Even the watchers are stupid not varying their route and schedule. Smiling smugly as he drove confident with his surveillance, heart racing with eager anticipation, and his dick was so hard it ached.

This was going to be his first planned threefer; ever since the surprise threefer he had dreamed of pulling off a planned threefer, the fantasy churned in his mind constantly. Click went the stopwatch button as Mort passed his check point and he anxiously snickered, “Seconds… only four seconds difference over the last time nothing to worry about at this point.” a soft grin floated to his lips as he drove on.

“It was easy to orchestrate a single grabbing.” Mort mused to his self as he drove, “and almost as easy orchestrating a double-bagger; but a triple-bagger is bold even for my conniving and plotting mind.” He was ready to get home to his brood of eager-to-please pups and pick one for the nights entertainment. Mort thought as he traveled the long road back to his farm, “Careful ole Mort ole buddy your arrogant self-confidence along with this aching hardon will be your undoing. What else you going to do grab four or five the next time huh, and then seven or eight the time after that? No this threefer is it; when I pull this off I am going back to taking them one at a time maybe a few twofers, it is just too confusing keeping all three schedules straight.” And into the night he drove thinking about which one he was going to fuck in her home when the time came, knowing that number three was just way too much of a risk.

End Ch. 1 The Criminal pt. 2

Chp. 1 The Victim pt. 1

Lincy lay on the floor struggling to catch her breath trying desperately to remember what had just happened after she opened the door to go to work. She knew she was in her living room but everything was weaving back and forth from a gray fog to a blur of walls, tables and chairs. She could feel her arms stuck behind her back as she gasped for every breath, when suddenly her stomach exploded and her mouth spasmed open from a retching gag and she could no longer breathe just gasp unable to fill her empty lungs. Lincy coughed and gagged trying desperately to breathe; a few spurts of vomit spewed from her mouth, her eyes filled with tears and as the convulsions eased her lungs filled with air, and her eyes focused on the human figure dancing around her like an insane Indian.

The words “NO! Oh god…! NO…!” exploded in her mind and panic swept across her body as she realized that she was being captured again; captured by the same evil bastard that had taken her the first time. The foreboding warning from her captor roared through her mind, “Stay away from the pigs! Do not…! Tell them anything!” and emphasizing the word anything with a sharp crack to the buttocks with his willow switch and just as he let Lincy drop to the ground added, “I will know if you talk.” echoed as she felt her pants and panties being pulled down to her knees, and then her shirt being ripped off, followed by another kick to her stomach. As Lincy gagged convulsively she felt herself being dragged across the floor by her foot and thrown over the foot stool; and then she felt a painful slap to her genitalia by a hand covered with an icy cold gel that splashed over vaginal opening and thighs causing her to shudder, and then the dull head of her attacker’s penis being jammed between her legs. The suddenness of large turgid penis filled Lincy’s body with a terrible retching ache as it’s girth plunged through her vaginal sphincter, stretching her soft skin as it plunged deep into her vaginal well with a thump, and as the weight of her attacker fell upon her back his hot sperm exploded onto her cervix followed by his animal like gruntings and warm drool running over her ear, across her neck, and down her face. She felt his hot semen squishing inside her as he plunged his softening penis into her again and again until it was to soft to push in and slipped out.

Just as quickly as it started the attack stopped; a gag was stuffed into her mouth, the rope around her wrist tightened, a sharp jab of a pin prick in her arm, and then her body was stuffed into a large box. In the darkness she could feel herself being rolled along the floor and becoming very dizzy and sleepy, she could feel the warm sperm seeping out and over her anus pooling under her fanny as she sat. She felt the herself bouncing down the stairs and over the stepping stoned walkway, and then being lifted into a vehicle, she felt the box and found it was lined with canvas, a bag. She knew it was a bag when he pulled it from the box in the van, a dirty old mailbag. With a yank it was drawn shut; Lincy could hear the lock snap and with the snap her heart sank into the depths of her aching stomach, as the shock settled in her mind she realized another ordeal was about to start again only this time it was going to be worse… much worse.

“You stupid cunt! I told you not to talk to the cops! I told you I would know it if you did!” Mort Dray angrily sneered at Lincy and started driving off and swatting her with a long willow switch and shouting, “Shut up…! Shut up…!” with every swat as he kept his van from veering off the road and stopping only when his arm got tired. With each swat a different picture flashed in her mind one or two of each of her family members flashed in her mind; her niece, sister, uncle, or her best friends, and all of their pets. Pictures taken at times when they were all vulnerable. She lay there and prayed she was the only one of her family to be taken.

Lincy knew from her first taking that she had better not cry out or make any noise at all no matter how much the welts burned, because it will just make Father angrier, and the beatings will rage on for a much longer time. She knew it was him; he made his threat good, she was stuffed in a dirty canvas bag for a second time, being beaten as she was being carried off for a second time. Lincy thought as she stifled her screams what might ‘not…’ happen if she cooperated to the very fullest with Father, even more than the first time, then remembered what happened to the ones he called stubborn cunts. They were always covered with bleeding welts and scratch marks; given very little to eat, hardly ever washed, and were always being humped by the caretakers or by the hounds, or just simply left alone in a separate cage for days at a time.

“Father might only rape me for months, using me for his poker playing buddies?” her mind blanked from the burning pain when he started swatting her again. The swollen welts burned as she regained her consciousness her thoughts raced again, “Maybe he’ll only leave me in the dog kennel for a few weeks at a time letting his animals mate with me or maybe wed me to one and use me for between game entertainments. But no…” Her mind froze and she held her breath as the van stopped and she heard voices passing by. The temptation to yell through the gag and kick the side of the van caused her stomach to quake but knew, Father was waiting for just that very thing and then the van started again Lincy’s mind started churning over her awaiting fate, “It is certain I will be kept in solitude for weeks; longer than before while they wait for that awful potion to take effect, and then kept in the kennel for months watching and filming me being ravaged by his dogs. Father is going to send me to his breeding farm and get me pregnant and bring a few bastard children into the world before he kills me or turns me loose. Freedom; at best only a ‘maybe’ ‘staying alive’ only a distant chance but closer only through complete and total submission to Father’s whim and fancy.”

The memories of her first few hours in the isolation cage became crystal clear; the questions he asked her if she wanted to live, and do you want to take the easy way or the hard way, and then being whipped for not answering fast enough, or convincingly enough and the awful tasting liquid she was given when she promised to be a good girl swearing that she wanted to take the easy way. Lincy remembered the loud banging on the walls of her cell every time she started to nod off, and how completely tired she was. The darkness created fearful thoughts of pain and death; no water to drink or food to eat only the awful tasting stuff Father called tea, and chuckling as he said, “This will help you take the easy way. For what seemed like days and finely ‘He!’ opened the door, Lincy’s eyes burned as he spoke.

“Your life has changed, you belong to me now. I am going to fuck you, my dogs are going to fuck you, and as time goes along all of my friends are going to fuck you. You can be a human again but; after I have spilled my seed in your belly I am going to throw you in the kennel so all my dogs can fuck you when ever they want to, and you are going to learn how to be a good bitch, an obedient bitch but most importantly you are going to learn how to be ‘my…!’ bitch. Then you can be a human again.” Mort scowled as he delivered a painful swat to Lincy’s buttock and growled, “Your still dressed!” and then released a hail storm of burning lashes onto her buttocks and thighs shouting as he swung, “Strip! Strip bitch!” Lincy choked back her screams as she stripped as fast as she could. When she started to pull her panties down he grunted, “Stop! Wait! Spin around slowly a few times so I can have a good long look at you! It’s good you didn’t scream because I would’ve thrashed you even harder. The faster you learn the easier it will go for you!”

Lincy sobbed, sniffled, and trembled as she spun slowly around; showing her captor her tormented body covered head to toe front to back with whelps many of them weeping blood and all of them burning as if on fire. She was glad to be in the fresh air even though she could no longer smell the stench of urine inside her cell she knew it was reeking and just as she started to get dizzy Mort directed in a harsh but softer voice, “Come here and drink some more of this tea!” as he handed her a plastic bottle of dark amber liquid and added, “Just drink it all straight down and ‘don’t…!’ spill any!” Lincy pensively took the bottle and drank it down chugging until all of the rancid tasting stuff was gone and as the last few drops were drained Mort ordered, “Now look at me and take those wet white panties off and hand them to me… nicely.” Lincy quickly peeled them down and then held them out looking at Mort the whole time.

“It is good you peeled them down when you peed!” Mort sneered as he sniffed at them adding, “had you soiled them I would have beaten you till you passed out, now back into you new home.”

Thump went the van jolting Lincy awake for only a few seconds. The sign in the room; the room she knew she was heading for loomed into her vision, “I aim to please you Father and give to you my ministrations smiling.” As she lay in the inky blackness of the canvas bag half asleep half awake but thinking, “For the second time I will read that sign.” The big black bold letters were burned into Lincy’s mind since the time her body first betrayed her; opening her entrance, and soaking her thighs with her Bartholin fluids, giving her cum to the crude fumblings and pawings of her rapist. Each time after that, her arousal to the sound of his footsteps or his voice became easier even turning into a thirsty yearning for his touch. Now as then Lincy felt her Bartholin fluids welling up inside as the van traveled down the road and her mind spun like the tires as she remembered being mounted and fucked by Father as if she were a dog, and then given to his dog, a dog he called Big Red. As Lincy’s heart raced she remembered Mort saying, “Read this.” as he held a big round jar so she could see it.

“Sc…Scent of bi… bitch.” She stuttered.

“Read more!” He barked as he slapped her across the face.

“Guar an… guaranteed to make any male dog be…be…believe his bitch is in heat.” Lincy’s voice trailed off as she realized what was in store for her when Mort opened the jar with a broad smile beaming ordered, “Here stick your finger in this and rub it on and inside of your cunt.” Mort directed; Lincy just sat there frozen until he barked, “Do it bitch!” a loud crack echoed as the palm of his hand slapped her face again only harder.

With a reeling jump she put her finger in the smelly oily ooze and then into her pussy crying, “I’m sorry Father I’m sorry!”

“More!” growled Mort adding, “I want you to give ole Red a good fuck’en tonight!” with a smile he said, “You want to right?”

“Oh yes Father.” Lincy promptly replied and winced in anticipation of a slap.

With a solemn look on his face Mort cautioned, “You stay on all fours and take you’re fucking like you want it and I will ease up on you a little. Remember dogs don’t talk either bitch so no more talking and even if you don’t want me to ease up on you, you better be good to him cause he is a good ole dog.”

Lincy was bounced out of her fitful sleep as the van passed over a large crack in the road; as she awoke with a jolt she tried to stretch her aching body, but the canvas bag was much too small for even the slightest respite from her pain. The sound of the engine and the whirl of the tires quickly put Lincy back to sleep remembering that night vividly.

“Now you stay down on all fours just like a dog.” Mort directed and then ordered, “Stick your tongue out and walk around like a bitch in heat” as she complied Mort walked around, watched, and then coached, “You let him have his way with you If he wants to sniff or lick your ass you let him and I want you to lick and sniff his ass just like a dog. Now what are you going to do?”

“I’m goin to let Red have his way with me Father.” Lincy smiled as she replied adding, “I am going to act just like a bitch in heat as best I can. I am going to take what ever ride that big boy gives me and like it.”

“That’s right now don’t let him mount you too soon either when he hops up, you scamper out from underneath, every time until I slap my leg and say mount her. Now he only weighs ninety pounds or so and you look strong enough to handle that, but… you are going to feel like you are being fucked by a phone pole when he stuffs that cock into you…”

“I’ll take it Father.” Lincy interjected adding, “That’s why you call him Big Red.”

“That is right Missy; your making a good showing tonight will go a long ways towards you getting to be a human again.” Mort smiled as he talked and petted Lincy’s ass just like he were petting a dog then sniffed loudly at her ass and sang as he stood, “Damn girl you smell good and ready!” then went to the door opened it and called out. A big American bloodhound bounced into and all around the room jumping up and licking Mort’s face and then Lincy’s.

One sniff of Lincy’s butt and she became the center of attention as Red licked, sniffed, and whined pacing madly around Lincy trying to mount her right off but as ordered she scampered or sidled out from under his towering body. Her eyes grew wide and a knot formed in her throat as she saw his huge red member sliding out from his sheath. Red pranced around taking occasional sniffs and licks from all over her body; but soon focused on her now juicy pussy when he realized she wasn’t going to let him mount her so easily, and began eagerly licking while making groaning noises. After several minutes passed Red hopped upon Lincy’s back she squeezed her eyes closed and hesitated but when she felt her labia being probed with his cock she scampered out from under him just like she was told to do, again and again he mounted her and she would scamper from under him he would chase after her licking Lincy’s genitals. She stopped and yelled out every time Red’s tongue raked across her clitoris; and tremble while Red fed on her juices as they oozed from her vaginal opening, and again Red would try to mount her and Lincy would scamper off, again and again the dance went on.

Lincy’s disgust with her body’s betrayal slipped farther away as her arousal turned into a burning lust, a shameless burning lust. Sweat formed in sheets across her trembling body; long gelatinous stringers dangled from Red’s jowls as he eagerly licked the creamy juices flowing down her thighs. Lincy’s heart started pounding in her throat and an orgasm began to rage inside when Red climbed on again. This time she heard Mort slap his thigh and the command ‘mount’ the very sound of his hand slapping his thigh caused her urine to gush as the giant beast lumbered onto her.

Lincy felt Red’s front legs squeeze tightly around her waste as the weight of his hot hairy body fell upon her back and skillfully placing the pointy tip of his swelled penis into her dilated vaginal opening; while he shuffled about adjusting his position, Red’s huge cock was slipping in and out of Lincy’s vaginal well. Her whole body tensed as his hot hairy haunches straddled and pressed against her buttocks, and with a loud growling grunt drove it in. Lincy yelled out and began bucking underneath the beast and making strained gruntings because of the terrible aching pain from the suddenness and depth of the penetration as it nearly filled her vagina. Red’s tentacles flailed about as he wildly pumped his huge cock inside her, pounding her entrance with his monstrous knot straining for full penetration. Lincy voicelss screams gust from her mouth as she convulsed from her first orgasm, bucking into the long powerful thrusts of her beastly mate. A very loud and deep guttural grunt sounded from Lincy as Red’s monstrous knot popped in through her vaginal sphincter; and Red started grunting quite loudly in time to his short and rapid thrusting, with in a few minutes both animals were motionless as they panted desperately trying to catch their breath.

Red was the first to move as he tried to withdraw his swelled member by giving a few sharp yanks causing Lincy to grimace and shout with every yank. Finely he stepped off to the side and there they were butt to butt; ole Red’s tongue flailing as he panted with his eyes half closed head sagging, and Lincy’s sweated body and heaving breasts as she gasped for every breath. Red soon started kicking at Lincy’s buttocks and scratching her cheeks with his paws as he continued trying to extricate his organ; he would kick and scratch for a few seconds, and then started frantically yanking, finely causing Lincy to orgasm again and as her vagina dilated his member sprang free followed by an explosive gush of urine. While Lincy squatted and peed Mort moved behind her wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed her back onto all fours; before she finished peeing he shoved his rock hard dick into her dilated vagina, and began taking long, fast, and deep strokes quickly spilling several more thick ropes of hot cum inside her vaginal well. During the last few squirts he stood squeezed some sperm onto her neck and hair; and then smeared some behind each ear, then placed a collar around her neck snapped a leash to it and grunted, “Heel girl!” and headed for the door adding, “It’s time for you to meet the rest of Red’s buddies. Afterwards we’ll give you your new name.”

Lincy remembered praying to her self, “Please Father wash me off before throwing me into the kennel, I don’t want to smell like I’m a bitch in heat!” as she was lead across the yard a terrible panic swept through out her being, and when Father opened the gate she started peeing uncontrollably. As he unsnapped the leash she could feel hot urine running down her legs and Lincy started shivering and then Mort ordered, “Get in!” The gate closed behind her with the dog scent still leaking from her vagina. Lincy’s body began quaking as the hoard of animals looked in her direction all of them sniffing at the air and licking their jowls as they walked towards her.

Lincy was awakened from her nightmare by the painful whipping Mort had started giving her when he heard her moaning, the painful whipping stopped as soon as it started, and Missy’s voice her first room mate sounded inside Lincy’s mind. “Drink this straight down.” She directed as Missy handed her a plastic bottle of Father’s dreadful tasting tea and then added, “I only have a few seconds to talk; you’ll cause us all to be hurt if you do not submit to Father.” Missy cautioned as she looked around the room and added as she slipped into bed with Lincy, “You best call him Father and treat him like he is golden because he is. You never know when he is watching! For now you are my… love toy and I will tell Father if you don’t play nice, because he will know… he always knows!”

The van swerved sharply waking Lincy from her stupor as she rolled across the floor; she realized she had soaked herself from her belly button to her knees dreaming about Big Red mating with her, again her disgust returned but she quickly dispatched it saying to herself, “I will survive this by loving every little thing I am ordered to do! When Father gives me that terrible tea I will drink it as fast as I can and ask for more!” and with that she began to enjoy the feeling she had deep in her loin, as if that huge knot was still inside her bouncing on her special spot, or his tongue raking across enflamed clitoris, or his hot breath blowing across her neck while they mated. As she drifted to sleep again she said over and over, “I will survive this any way I can! I will survive this any way I can!”

End The Victim pt. 1

Chp. 1 The Criminal pt. 2

Mort Dray thought about last months poker game with the boys, to ease the monotony of the long drive, “Boy I can’t tell you guys how much I missed our poker game last month.” Moe heard himself as he crowed while watching Bessie’s head bobbing while she worked over his swelled member.

“Yea we did too!” Jeb and Ned excitedly confirmed and Jeb added, “That was the last time I got laid too! I’ll see your five and raise five. I’ll take two.” As he threw two cards into the pile and then pushed Tessy over the footstool, eased his penis into her vagina, and delivered a few long slow pokes.

“The news says you got a threefer on your last little foray. I’ll see your five and call. I have a pat hand.” Reb sang foxily and added between chuckles, “Yea a white chick in her early twenties and black chick in her late twenties and a sixteen or seventeen year old piece of candy.” And then pulled Fanny’s head up saying, “Don’t make me cum I’m save’n it for Missy’s egg.”

“Yea Moe what about her…!?” Jeb and Ned asked in unison with excited curiosity, with their pets benignly resting their heads on a thigh each, and then asked, “Is she…”

“Yes boys… she is a virgin!” Moe interrupted as he answered their question handing them a picture of her naked body and adding, “She hasn’t even had a boy kiss her yet as near as I can tell from the phone taps in the building.”

“I’ll give you fifty thousand for her right now!” Ned shouted adding, “I’m out, too rich for me.” And tossed his cards into the pile, and pulled Doggy onto his lap and slipping his hard pole into her womb, and fingering her clitoris.

“Not even for five hundred and fifty thousand.” Moe calmly claimed adding, “You’re still out bid for seconds.” Moe grinned and then brayed, “She is mine first boys no ifs ands or buts! She has already had her big cry and surrendered to me. She has become use to me watching, as her housemother changes her diapers and bathes her, she sits in my lap when I am in the main house. I watched on the monitor the other day as the housemother suggested that she propose to me and by the look on her face she is ready. Here’s your five and I call, I’ll take three.” And added to the pile of discards.

“You trust her to leave her little thing alone?” Jeb asked as he pulled his cock out of Tessy adding, “I’m in for five, call, and I’ll take one.”

“Yes I do!” Moe assured adding, “The bitch wants to live even if she is knocked up and made to do things she don’t like. It’s on you Jeb.” Moe sat back as he pulled Bessie’s mouth off of his reddened dick.

“A hundred grand!” shouted Ned asking, “Does that put me in the lead for seconds?”

“I’m in for ten. Moe tell us more about that fresh piece of candy.” Jeb coaxed after betting.

“Oh man…! Hell yes Moe go ahead and tease us a little more about that piece of candy.” Reb pleaded as he sat back in his chair adding, “I see your ten and kick it ten.” All of them now paying close attention to Moe whiles their pets sat at their feet.

Mort Dray smiled smugly, “Twenty to me, fine I’ll see it and kick it twenty.” And then closed his eyes and rubbed his bulging pants and then dreamily continued, “Her housemother gives her some light tranqus along with my special tea, so she feels really good when I am around. It was a bit of a battle but the drugs made it easier; she actually believes she is in love with me now and she just hasn’t worked up the nerve to propose yet, but she will. She eagerly watches when the other women suck my dick and looks in their open mouths watching my sperm squirt out coating their tongues and throats, then watches as they swallow. I ask her to practice French kissing with them so she gets a taste for sperm; she thinks it so she will know what to do when it is her turn. When I fuck them I make her clean them up so she gets a nose full of wet sex. The last time little Candy watched, she got so hot I could smell it on her and had her housemother change her diapers so I could see and sniff the wet spot… creamy very creamy. Yea boys she is in love with me she is going to ask me to marry her and she is going to cum and cum hard when I finely do stick my dick in her sweet… little… pussy. I tell you that there is a damn good chance she will pop the question tonight, I thought she was going to this morning but I think it caught in her throat.”

“Two hundred!” Reb shouted and asked, “You will… make her obedient?”

“You got top bid for seconds and she already is quite obedient.” Moe answered assuredly and then urged, “Let’s play poker! You guys in or out? If you’re in it’s twenty to you both to see my hand.”

“Call.” Jeb and Reb shouted in unison as they threw in their money with Reb braying, “I got a ten high flush in clubs!”

“Ha what are the odds? I got a ten high flush in hearts!” Moe said.

“Shit boys I only have seven high flush in spades!” Jeb paused, then crowed loudly, “A straight flush,” and then brayed, “Reb that makes you the loser for this round.”

“No matter to me being second or third I like feeling that sperm squishing around inside that hole while I pump, it just makes me hotter.” Reb beamed a smile as the others looked at him quizzically and added, “Shit guys I know it’s weird but I like it.”

End Chp. 1 The Criminal pt. 2

Chp. 1 The Victim pt. 2

Lincy felt a sharp pain as she bounced on the ground after being pulled from the vehicle still enclosed in her canvas prison. She could hear the familiar barking from the kennel over the loud throbbing in her ears from her racing heart as she was being dragged across the ground. Soon a chain rattled, a door squeaked open, and her buttocks exploded with burning pain from the pummeling it was getting from the switch in Father’s hand. Lincy could feel a scream welling up in her throat as the pummeling became more violent; but knew she must not make a noise not even a whimpering sigh as she bit down on the dirty gag in her mouth, and then the whipping stopped but the intense burning raged on. Lincy could feel all of the burning welts up and down her legs and back and wondered if he… ‘Father’ broke her skin? Was she bleeding? Her thinking was soon interrupted with another loud crack as the tree limb forcefully tore across her thighs causing her to cough so hard the gag popped out of her mouth; but Lincy just sucked the dirty canvas bag deep into her mouth and bit down as her eyes filled with tears and her breath gust quietly from her nose forcing snot to spray out.

“You…!” Sneered Mort as he delivered another swat, “I thought you were smarter than that. But nooo…wah! You gotta go act like a dumb fucking cunt and make me come after you afore I was ready to!” Mort Dray grunted loudly as he began swatting the canvas bag threatening, “I should beat you to death leave you in the bag until feeding time and feed you to my dogs.” He paused his punishing and wiped sweat from his brow and then asked, “You going to be a good little bitch like last time and take the easy way or…?”

Lincy took several deep but quiet breaths and with decisiveness in her voice replied, “The easy way Father the easy way! I want to be your good little bitch Father I really do! I promise…!” Lincy pleaded and listened as he unlocked the lock on the bag’s ropes.

“We’ll see… We’ll see!” He sneered and then ordered, “Drink this!” and stuffed a thin tube through the opening adding, “Drink until I tell you to stop!” Lincy quickly found the tube and began sucking; right away she recognized the taste, only this time it was much stronger tasting and made her gag as she swallowed the nauseating concoction. She continued to suck and swallow even as she began to feel bloated and dizzy and then finely a slurping sound and bubbles filled her mouth. As Mort threw her bag and all into a cell he growled, “It’s good you drank it all but…! It’ll go harder on you this time. Maybe you live maybe not; maybe you keep all your fingers and toes maybe not, but you are going to get knocked up, and most likely more than once, you look like good breeding stock.” The door slammed and the chain rattled as it was dragged through the handles and then he growled, “I told you not to talk to the pigs, I told you I would know, and you did it anyway just like a stupid cunt!” And the lock snapped shut, and Lincy heard his foot steps fade away; an over powering urge to vomit swept through her but she kept the rancid potion down, it felt as though the whole box was spinning.

Lincy thought listening to him walking away; she knew by what he called her as he left, what was in store for her because the last time she was held captive by Father. What separated the women he called stupid cunts from the other captives was their bodies they were always bruised and battered, scratched and bleeding, and they were all in different stages of being pregnant. We were all constantly being gang raped by his poker buddies, his hired hands, as well as all of his dogs. We were all made to stay in the kennel forced to eat and drink from dog dishes and sleep on blankets; and just like the rest of the dogs we had sit by the door when we had to go potty and wait for someone to let us out if we were inside. The other girls so dirty looking, so painful looking, and so very scared looking.

The bloated feeling and dizziness soon faded so Lincy quickly stripped out of her clothes while still in the bag rubbing her cream soaked panties all over covering her body with her scent. She knew she had better be naked and smell like sex before he returned leaving her clothes in the bag holding onto only her panties, knowing that Father was going to want her to hand them to him so he could smell them.

It was too dark to see anything when she finely climbed out of the bag and peed in the corner. Lincy could feel the welts left by the whipping and some of them were weeping blood, and those stung as she touched them. She thought how nice a drink of water would taste and soften the dried paste that lined her mouth but knew to just be quiet. She could tell by the growling, fighting, grunting, and moaning that Father still kept victims in the kennel maybe more; but it sounded like only one was being mounted, and judging by how wet the squelching sounded all the hounds had taken a few turns each and her body like Lincy’s was betraying her with arousal and orgasm, the smell of sex hung in the air like a thick fog. Lincy’s own urges started to surface as she quaffed deeply the scent.

She remembered well the multiple matings the first time she was thrown in with the dogs with the scent of a dog in heat smeared all over her behind. Yes the very same kennel watching the animals fight for first place, how disgusted she felt at first as she looked at the cameras placed through out the kennel knowing that some perverted bastard was watching her getting fucked again and again by almost every dog there. Lincy remembered how grateful she was even though the water he used to douche her vagina was cold, she could tell it was medicated and relieved when Father put some soothing salve on and in her blistered vagina during those first few days. As the days stretched on the rancid tasting mixture started getting easier to swallow; the animal’s appetite eased a little, but they were all still mounting her through out the third day. Lincy’s guilt and shame faded with each passing day; she even acquired a taste for the rancid concoction and eagerly waited for it by the gate when she wasn’t being mounted and humped. Lincy wondered if that tea had something to do with her fading morality and the eager urgency she felt when another hound started sniffing her butt, and the disappointment she now felt after realizing that the last few days not one animal has mated with her.

She looked around for the first time and saw the kennel was huge; Lincy became horrified as she saw there were other women all scratched and covered with whelps from the bastard’s whipping. She gasped in surprise when a hound finely started licking her butt and then filled the air with her boisterous and gleeful laughter as the beast continued his ministrations turning her body hot and sweaty. Her gleeful laughter turned into loud groaning grunts when the hairy beast mounted her driving his monstrous cock into her quickly burring his knot within her womb, with in a few minutes the hairy brute’s thrusts turned convulsive, and Lincy cried out in voiceless gasps as she bucked into his thrusting haunches, a few seconds passed and both animals were quiet the beast’s tongue flailing as he panted and Lincy salaciously sliding her buttocks side to side in an effort to reengage him for another humping, but he was done and with a sharp yank a loud wet sucking squelch sounded as his member pulled free. He gave Lincy’s vaginal opening several licks and then started cleaning his own organ, grabbed a drink and went to sleep in the sun. Lincy looked around the kennel with a smug smile on her face thinking how good that felt.

It was then she noticed other women in the kennel women she could talk to in away. Lincy scampered right over only to be disappointed the two that were free ran away from her and by the way they acted, they fled to their mates. She was shocked when she saw the third woman licking her dogs penis while he sat tongue flapping as he panted; her eyes grew wide as she noticed the woman’s juices running down her thighs, Lincy’s mouth started to water as she thought about licking the creamy juices, then suddenly the hound stood and she turned her butt towards him and he mounted giving her several powerful thrusts causing the woman’s eyes to roll back showing the whites. The sounds that erupted from her throat were animalistic as well as orgasmic and she quaked to her pounding the whole time. With a plopping sploosh he yanked his cock free; gave her pussy a few licks and then cleaned his cock, and lapped some water and went to sleep just like any other male.

Lincy adapted quickly to the daily routine of being given her daily dose of tea; then being washed with freezing cold water, and then fed cold scraps in a dirty dish, pissing and shitting with the rest of the animals. It was the matings she had begun to long for so much so she ached, the heavy weight of the hot hairy beast on her back, and how full her vaginal well felt as the large globe pistoned inside her. She had grown use to the burning and itching of scratches that covered her body, her nose was inured to the stench, her vagina was healed, and she was glad fleas weren’t biting her, but her craving for vaginal penetration was unsatisfied.

Lincy remembered an even ruder shock; few days later some men in masks brought another dog back to the cage and stood around watching one of them said, “I bet you he goes straight for his bitch.”

“Looks like you are right.” The other resigned as the mammoth animal padded straight to a woman that was sleeping; waking her with a tongue bath as he eagerly sniffed and licked her all over. She quickly rolled onto her back, a warm smile beamed from her face, and the whole cage filled with a new scent her scent as she spread her legs wide. His penis was swelling and poking out from his sheath and spraying her with his scent as it flailed to his bouncing. He stood straddling her licking her face whining and yipping as if asking her to roll over and she did roll over between his legs as soon as she was on all fours he gripped her waist tightly. Lincy was amazed at how easily he slipped his huge cock into her not one exploratory poke just slipped it in and with a little jab buried his humungous knot in her womb. Lincy’s own juices were flowing now as she watched the two animals how he just stood licking her neck and her just breathing heavily.

“What is he waiting for? Why isn’t he humping her?” The small man asked the other.

“Ole Titus likes to soak his bone for a while.” He answered and added, “Come on we got more work to do.”

He was right Titus stayed tied to her for at least forty minutes pressing his haunches tightly to her buttocks and giving her several hard pumps and then stop every few minutes until he exploded into a frenzy of growling grunts as he pounded her buttocks with his hairy haunches and then went limp, with drawing his flaccid penis licking her vaginal opening and then cleaning his own organ.

Lincy caught herself crawling towards a dog that was sitting by his self, but stopped when a woman she had not yet seen jumped right onto and knocking him to the ground. The two of them wrestled about then scampered off barking and play growling at each other. Lincy became sad because none of the dogs were really mated to her, not like these four women were to the four dogs they were with. Lincy watched the four women and four dogs and learned they were four couples, discovering that the only dogs mating with her were obviously stags, and wondered what or how she could become a mated to one.

The days melted together and the nights were long and cold and filled with longing for a warm body to snuggle with, but left only with a raggedy blanket to keep her warm. She learned to roll onto her back quickly when any of the dogs growled at her for getting to close to their food, bones, or mates. The food she was given never changed awful tasting and cold. The only time she could drink from the same bowl the rest of the dogs drank from was when none of the other animals were there.

One day she caught herself looking at one of the dogs as he licked his penis and felt an aching yearning stirring inside her womb and wished one of them any or all of them would mate with her and disappointed that not one of the animals noticed she was even there much less mounting her. Another day she watched two of the other women being seduced by their animal lovers; as they licked the women’s genitalia Lincy’s passion raged, shame and disgust had long since vanished, and when they mounted and drove their huge penises into the women’s gaping vaginas Lincy exploded with passion and her juices ran down her legs but still none of the other dogs even noticed that she was hot and eager to mate, but a hired hand caught sight of her frothing vagina, sweated body, and signaled by slapping his thigh for her to come. Lincy wanted to mate with any one or all of the brutish hounds not him but knew she had to obey and made her way to the gate, putting her head through the opening as he snapped the leash to her collar, opened the gate and lead her to a dirty mattress under a sheltered dining area. He patted the mattress ordering her onto it and stepped behind her; she felt him get down on his knees between her legs, put one hand on her shoulder and tucked his penis into her wetted opening with the other.

Lincy was so glad it was big enough to feel she sighed out loudly, and started moaning when she felt it thrusting into her cervix. She loved the slow and deep methodic thrusting even though it wasn’t as big as the knots she was use to having plunged into her she could feel her climax climbing. He was already tied to her longer than any of the other dogs ever were when he said, “Roll over girl.” Lincy obeyed as soon as he pulled out of her and when her back hit the mattress his penis slipped right back into her the new position caused Lincy to orgasm quickly and again as her human lover kept up his methodic thrusting soon she felt her vaginal well filling with his hot sperm as it gushed against her cervix. He lay there for several minutes Lincy felt his warm semen spill onto her anus and pool under her fanny when his penis started to soften. He jumped up and said, “Up lets go back.” And lead Lincy back to the kennel she gladly obeyed she felt so good even the kennel looked good.

She just stood on all fours in the middle of the cage and felt the warm sperm ooze down her thigh; another dog quickly caught the new scent, and wondered over to see who it was and started licking Lincy’s thighs and vagina. The lapping tongue soon carried Lincy into an orgasmic cloud and the hound aroused by the smell of human sperm mounted her and much to her delightful surprise the hairy beast stayed mounted with his gigantic cock buried deep in her womb; pumping for a while and then stopping, the enjoyable dance went on for several minutes. There was quite a crowd of workers watching when the hound started spilling his seed with convulsive thrusts loud grunts and then turning limp for a few seconds and with a yank pulled free gave Lincy a good licking then gave his own member a licking and went off to sleep.

Lincy had lost all sense of time until one morning she felt her period starting, and then she realized she has been in the kennel for three weeks. She wondered what would happen when she started bleeding. She found out the next day while she was drinking from the water bowl; one of the bigger dogs started sniffing at her vaginal opening she spun around and started to quickly crawl away until he nipped at her thigh and knocked her to the ground with his big hairy paw. Lincy quickly rolled onto her back and let him sniff at her now bloody opening, he barked and growled at the other dogs as they came around and then start sniffing, snorting, and licking again.

The big black dog’s tongue felt wonderful as it raked across Lincy’s labia; stretching the soft pliant skin as it clung to the rough textured surface of the warm red tongue. The cramps disappeared as Lincy’s insides began to quiver and melt; she began to slide away as fear filled her mind at how intense her craving was, but the animal placed his huge front paw on her stomach and his hind paw on her thigh, and continued to lick up the red discharge, stopping only to bark and growl at the other dogs when they got too near and then continued to feed on Lincy’s blood. The animal’s tongue incited a raging thirst within Lincy’s womb causing her heart to beat inside her cervix and her clitoris to pound in time. She could feel her labia as well as her vaginal walls engorging with hot blood; even after the dog stopped licking her and lay across her breasts nose in her arm pit, sleeping after slaking his thirst with Lincy’s fluids her desire burned slowly within as she rubbed his neck finding his name tag ‘Bruno’. She found herself saddened that she could not reach the animal’s member to massage it so he might want to mate with her; but glad to have the warmth of another body mingling with hers. His huge body was quite warm as it laid half on top of her. She was relieved that the other dogs were staying clear so she drifted off to sleep thinking about mating with Bruno.

Lincy was awakened by Bruno’s tongue raking across her arm pit and up the side of her breast; she shuddered each time the tip of his tongue flipped across her nipple, his hot breath sent chills across her whole body as it blew across the soaked hair of her arm pit. He was standing now and Lincy could see his huge wet red member as protruded well beyond it’s sheath and the knot was already starting to swell. Lincy knew the juices now pooling around her fanny were not just blood but Bartholin fluids as well; and again she felt her heart beating inside her cervix and clitoris, a knot swelled in her throat and stomach as Bruno started licking between Lincy’s legs again this time the licking was feverishly eager and sounded just like he was drinking from his water bowl.

When Lincy’s beastly lover looked up she saw his jowls were covered with a scarlet colored gelatinous glaze with long stringers dangling from them. When he barked one of the stringers flew off and landed on her belly the other wrapping around his snout; the loud bark caused her to urinate profusely, and again he sounded only this time it was more like a whiny growl and his head cocked to one side. Lincy knew it was time, and she eagerly rolled onto all fours keeping her knees far apart; her licentious laughter filled the kennel as the big black hound started enthusiastically cleaning up her thighs and buttocks with his rough wet tongue. Lincy’s boisterous laughter turned into loud gruntings and gasps as Bruno lumbered onto her back wrapping his front legs around her waste and skillfully placing the pointy tip of his huge cock in Lincy’s vaginal opening. A series of loud grunts and groans erupted from Lincy when the black dog gave a single thrust burring his huge cock up to the knot inside her womb, and just stood there licking her neck and ear but keeping his knot pressed firmly onto Lincy’s vulva and stretching her lips.

A loud sucking plop sounded as he yanked it out and a gush of urine spewed out until he shoved it back in hard causing Lincy to yell out, “Oh…! God…! Yes…!” Again he kept his horrendous knot pressed firmly against her vulva during Lincy’s squirming and bucking while he licked her shoulder and again he yanked it out only this time her vagina remained gapingly wide open and she held herself still and waited her breath gusting as she panted. This time when he plunged it back in a very loud wet squelching sound filled kennel along with Lincy’s loud grunting and moaning, and he began a fast rhythm of long and deep strokes pressing his swelled knot firmly onto her vulva each time.

His pistonning member and his hot hairy haunches rubbing her buttocks swept Lincy quickly into an orgasmic cloud. She didn’t even feel Bruno’s knot squeeze into her womb she just started moaning louder and bucking harder when it started rubbing on her special spot, by now her thighs were glazed over with her sateen juices as they were squeezed out with each inward thrust. Lincy’s loud moans and sighs turned into voiceless screams as her breath gust from her mouth when the beast’s thrusting turned sporadic and forceful as he spilled his seed in her womb; the two of them stood there motionless panting until he gave a sharp yank and with a loud squelching sploosh withdrew his softening member. An amber mixture of juices ran down Lincy’s legs as her elbows buckled and she laid her head on the ground leaving her buttocks up in the air while her lover licked at it and his own penis.

Lincy crawled over to the water dish and started drinking and then ate some dog food before she realized what she was doing and stopped, noticing none of the other dogs were bothering her just watching so she ate a little more drank some more water after her lover finished and then crawled to her blanket lay on her side and was soon joined by her new lover and Bruno laid across her side and the two of them drifted off to sleep.

Lincy was awakened by loud banging only to find that she was still in an empty dark box, and not spooning with Bruno but awaiting her fate at the hands of her angry captor; listening to yet another victim being mauled by the dogs in the kennel. Lincy’s body began to melt inside as she sat in the dark cell listening to the sounds from the kennel and remembering how good it felt and how much she wanted to feel that huge cock and knot thrusting inside her womb. Lincy longed for the smell of Bruno and the heat from this hot hairy body that would make her sweat as he clung to her waist, and how hard she came when Bruno ran his tongue across her privates and my god that huge knot… when it entered her vagina and rubbed against her special spot how she exploded. Lincy listened to the sounds coming from the kennel; the captive’s moaning, and dogs barking and whining as they stuffed their cocks into her, and yes the prisoner was gasping as another orgasm swept across her body, and she sounded so very tired.

Lincy wondered if she was tied to the stand or trying to curry favor by holding her self up to the animals as they mated with her; and she thought how quickly and how gladly she would trade places with her just for a drink of water from the same water bowl the hounds use. It had been only a few months since she was in that very same cage allowing those same hounds to mount her and how heavy they were on her back with their front legs were wrapped so tightly around her waste while they mated with her.

Suddenly a steel bar pounded the metal wall wresting Lincy from her daydreaming; a dirty looking tube was shoved through the slit in the side and with out being told to Lincy started sucking the nauseating fluid into her mouth and swallowing, and just as she felt about to burst bubbles filled her mouth and she knew she finished the whole dose. The urge to vomit was almost overpowering; much more intense than the last time, as she struggled to keep it down, urine began to spew out surging with every heave, and as the gushing flow turned to a trickle the dry heaves eased. Lincy leaned in the corner of the box as sweat poured off her body she slipped down the wall; her nipples felt so tight they hurt, her clitoris was throbbing so hard it ached, and her womb felt as though some one had put a balloon inside and was blowing it up. Soon the dark room began to spin and Lincy began to dream.

Lincy began to dream about the first time she was wolf packed by Father’s poker buddies; he came in and ordered, “Open your mouth wide and keep it open.” while he pushed some soft feeling rubbery stuff over her teeth saying, “This is to protect your teeth some, protect my friend’s dicks some, but mostly I like the way it makes you sound when you speak.” And laughingly added, “Don’t bite or you will drive needles into you gums.” and chuckled as he glued her eyes shut with latex, then he dragged her around by her hair all the while braying to the boys, “Look here see what I got!” and then throwing her into the lap of one of them sneering, “Suck his dick bitch and you better make it feel real good too!”

It tasted so salty and smelled of stale sex; and after only a few seconds another man got behind her and started pushing his penis into her while the others sneered goading them on and telling them to hurry up and cum. Lincy’s body had already become wet as the yearning burned inside her womb; how betrayed she felt by her own body but that rapidly faded when she started to orgasm. The wolf packing went on for hours it seemed; and when she was finely thrown back into her cage every muscle in her body ached. Her face was crusted with dried sperm; wads of it lay drying in her hair, her thighs felt sticky, and her genitalia felt crusted on the outside, raw and burning on the inside as if her flesh had been burnt with a torch. That was when Missy or one of the Missies anyway came by.

“I am your mother so call me Mother.” She announced while removing the latex blindfold. As Lincy looked at Missy she could see she was very pregnant like about to pop and then Missy added, “I am going to be leaving soon but remember do not piss Father off! Just look at me! I messed up by being a stupid stubborn cunt, and he is going to come for me again after I’ve given birth!” and then she whispered very quietly, “He is here.” And then in a loud voice she said, “Father tells me you are going to be a good little bitch is that true?”

“Oh yes Mother, I want to be Father’s good bitch!” Lincy excitedly replied knowing that that was what she was suppose to say, but she knew she was lying but at the same time she knew it to be true.

“Well I have to clean you up but first drink all of this tea.” Mother directed as she held up a dirty looking gallon jug filled with Father’s nauseating juice and a rubber tube hanging from the opening. While Lincy sucked from the tube Mother began to finger her pussy making her need to piss and bad. When Lincy started to bloat, little trickles of pee seeped out.

In a deep but soft voice Mother said, “Baby if you need to piss just go a head and piss.” With that a tentative trickle started and promptly turned into a full and forceful flow.

A loud slurp sounded as the last of the tea was sucked out, “That is my good girl!” Mother excitedly comforted as she put down the jug and calmly informed, “Now the soap and hot water will sting at first but you have to be cleaned and if you are good, really good I will put some soothing balm on your burning cunt. Oh…! My…! Poor dear that thing looks so sore…! so very sore!”

Lincy winced at the pain of the hot water and soap, but it hurt a lot more when Missy dried her; and when she applied the salve, it felt so good it took her breath away and made her feel warm all over and in a mater of minutes she felt like she was floating; as Missy kissed her she remembered the first time Bruno Frenched her causing her to gag as his tongue slid all the way down her throat. Another loud banging sounded waking Lincy with a startle and shit she was still in the dark box.

End Ch. 1 The Victim pt. 2

This is my first attempt at bondage and rape; I do not take pleasure in reading about rape in the newspapers but watching it in the movies is different. This is purely fictional and chapter two is being worked on as this story is being posted.

Any constructive comments can be sent to ‘ writermike2003@yahoo.com ‘ any and all reasonable e-mails will be responded to. Thank you for your time writermike

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