William Davis - The Polaroid club book I

"Now," Samuels whispered hotly, "put it down between your legs, Mrs. Reagan!" She seemed to stiffen. "B-between my legs?"

"You heard me, you little bitch!" he flared. "Do what I tell you, Goddamnit, or I ruin that fine young husband of yours! Now put the vibrator down between those hot little thighs of yours… that's it, that's it… pull the band of your panties farther over so that you can get the head of the vibrator up your cunt… now you've got it! Move it up and down, up and down, up and down… ohhh, you're doing fine, Mrs. Reagan, just fine!"

The young wife felt the tingling vascillation of the battery-powered vibrator against the moist sensitive flesh of her vaginal region and her entire body began to shudder tremulously. Oh, God, oh, God, it… it feels good! It feels good, up and down, up and down, it's sick and disgusting with him watching me doing it to myself but it feels sooo good…

She was excited now, in her drugged state, and her hips began to move back and forth restlessly on the soft material of the sofa. Samuels watched with bated breath as she moved the slender black vibrator up and down between her widely spread thighs, holding the crotchband of her panties away from the glistening wet folds of her tight, hair-fringed young cunt.

"Shove it inside now!" he hissed excitedly. "Shove it all the way up your cunt, Mrs. Reagan! Do it, do it now!"

Sally's mind seemed to rebel for a moment to reject that totally alien concept of inserting a vibrating instrument, a mechanical creation, into herself. But the marijuana, mixed with her predisposition to obey and thus bring to a hopefully rapid conclusion this night of horror, finally overcame the objection of her morality. She let the oscillating head of the instrument move along each of the tender, softly pink lips of her pussy, back and forth, and then, slowly, she inserted a little more of the head of the vibrator inside, spreading her legs as wide as she could and drawing the band of her panties wide across her open pubic area. The machine tingled inside, tingled, and she felt passion begin to flow through her as the electrical device teased the buttery walls of her vagina.

"All the way in, all the way inside your cunt!" Samuels prodded breathlessly, his hand wildly stroking his exposed cock.

And she obeyed, thrusting the tingling vibrator deep, deep inside her until she could feel its oscillating head pressing maddeningly against her cervix. The sensations brought low moans from her throat, caused her to flair her head from side to side abandonly. Her high, rounded breasts were sheened with sweat, bobbing excitedly on her chest.

The evil civil servant could scarcely stand the excitement of witnessing the subjugated young wife thrusting the vibrator far up into her own belly. He was becoming so hot now that he knew his balls would soon burst. And yet, he had to hold out for just a little while longer… his own pleasure was foremost, of course, but there was one other thing to think about as well, his true and trusted friend to think about. He couldn't cum until his friend had had his fill of this black-haired little married bitch next to him.

He turned his head reluctantly from the salacious sight of the young wife masturbating herself with the vibrator, and looked in the direction of the kitchen, his eyes glinting wickedly and his slobbering lips parted wide.

"Ringo!" he shouted. "Here, Ringo boy!"

At once, the huge, furry form of the postal clerk's German Shepherd came bounding in from the kitchen, panting eagerly as if it had been waiting anticipatorily for its master's call. Chuckling, Samuels patted the animal on the head, still rubbing his erect penis. Then he said to the young housewife, "Take the vibrator out of your cunt now, Mrs. Reagan. Rub your breasts with it, make them nice and hard, make your nipples tingle. Hurry now!"

Slowly, obediently, and almost hesitantly she withdrew the oscillating device from her trembling vagina, moved it up to her quivering breasts. It was wet with her lubrications and seemed to glisten maniacally in the light from the naked overhead fixture. She pressed it to her breasts, in her drugged state not noticing because of her tightly closed eyes the presence of the great, panting German Shepherd.

"Keep the band of your panties pulled over, Mrs. Reagan!" ordered Samuels. "And keep your legs spread wide. All right, good… now, Ringo, now you can go!"

The massive dog went directly to the girl, its enormous jowls parted and its long, furled tongue panting wetly, redly. Then its cold snout pressed against one of Sally Reagan's thighs, and she froze, her eyes opening and staring down at the beast which sniffed hungrily between her thighs.

My God, my God! her mind protested. Not that dog again! Oh, dear Lord, please not that dog again!

But even as she thought this, she knew what was about to happen, knew she was about to be subjected once again to the most horrible of perversions, to the sexual attack of a dog! She wanted to leave, to leap to her feet and run, to get out of that House of Horror and yet she remained immobile, knowing that she must submit, that there were things of more importance than a single night of personal depravity at stake. She pressed the vibrator tight to her swollen breasts, rubbing it back and forth across her already throbbing, hungrily aching nipples as she watched in mesmeric terror the German Shepherd lowering its huge head down between her naked, defenseless thighs.

Tail wagging excitedly, Ringo sniffed at the trembling, moist-haired slit exposed beneath the pulled-aside panties. Then its tongue snaked out with a long exploratory lick on the fluted edges of the tender-cunt, causing the young housewife to shudder violently and her hips to begin to move reflexively. The dog ran its tongue wetly the full length of the young wife's exposed slit, up and down her pink vaginal lips from the wetly flowing entrance to her throbbing clit, then back again, then up again, flicking relentlessly the juices of her flaming passion. Mewls of shame and delight, the ambivalent mixture which coursed through Sally Reagan's body, burst from her lips as the German Shepherd continued to plunder her tender pussy with its long, glistening tongue.

"Wider!" shouted Samuels' lust-incited voice. "Pull your panties wider so he can get his tongue up inside your pussy! Goddamn you, do what I say, you little bitch! Spread those legs wide so Ringo can put his tongue into your cunt!"

She did as he bid, pulling the panties over as far as she could without ripping them, and the immense dog responded immediately by flicking its long tongue into the wetly pink opening of her vagina, its cold snout pressed tightly to her vulva as it eagerly licked at the juices of her desire. She moaned aloud now, tossing her head and her body, her free hand coming down in helpless surrender to convulsively grasp the great furry head buried in her hungrily clasping young cunt.

Oh, Jesus, oh, Goddamn son of a bitch! the wizened postal clerk thought. What a sight! That little bitch with her legs spread and Ringo's tongue flicking into her hot little cant, while she rubs the vibrator over her tits! I can't take much more of this before I blow my wad! Should I keep beating my cock while Ringo licks her pussy, and then cum all over her Goddamned sweet little face? That would be good… no, no, wait! A better idea! I'll have Ringo fuck her from behind and shoot his cum into her snobbish little cunt. And at the same time, I'll shove my cock into her mouth and fuck her face and blow my cum down her throat! Yes, yes, oh; God how exciting this is going to be!

Sally Reagan was almost insensate with passion now as she felt the fire-hot tongue of the dog licking wildly at her cunt. She was past all-caring, for her mind was controlled completely by the forces of lust and drug. Her pussy was on fire, her breasts were on fire, her brain was on fire… she knew nothing else, cared about nothing else… she was a helpless slave, a tool in the hands of the evil sorcerer who sat next to her, stroking his burgeoning penis and shouting obscenities and encouragements to the German Shepherd.