Val Marrick - Whipped And Raped

At the smell of Sally's tender cunt, the big dog began to get the idea. Tail wagging, he started slurping at the girl's slash.

The long pink tongue was cold and slimy on Sally's cunt. It rasped over the curly hairs and back to flick clammily at her asshole. Estancia released the shaggy head. The giant hound stayed in place now, head bent and thrust eagerly between Sally's thighs.

Sally felt him sniffing her sex again with his loathsome cold nose. Long-nailed hands stroked over her ass, sharp-pointed fingers spread the lips of her twat wide to give the dog better access. Sally began shivering uncontrollably. She was going to be fucked by the dog, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Though her stomach was churning with nausea, her naked pussy began to respond as the dog's tongue licked feverishly into its depths. Her trembling seemed to excite Conann, and the smell and flavor of her flowing cunt sauce caused him to vibrate with hominess.

Estancia let go of Sally's pussy lips. The blonde felt the two men tighten their grips on her, holding her up. "Come on, boy," she heard Estancia say.

"The bitch is wet and waiting. Get your big old cock right up her pussy. Come on, boy!"

Breathing heavily, Estancia began lifting the dog's shoulders to get him to mount Sally's vulnerable ass. Strong as she was, the Chicana found she couldn't budge the. animal's weight. However, her tugging did give King Conann the idea.

He hunched his mighty shoulders, put one paw up on Sally's butt. His black claws dug deeply into the soft skin of the ass globe.

Sally gasped at the tearing pain. The dog seemed to be pulling himself up by the skin of her ass. The beast gave a surge, and the captive shrieked as a crushing weight came down on the small of her back. The wolfhound started pumping furiously. His thick forelegs were around Sally's slim waist. His wiry chin was pressed against her back, and he drooled onto her spine.

Sally thrashed wildly, trying to escape. She could feel a cold wetness prodding at her butt and the tops of her thighs, furiously. The dog's cock hadn't found its target yet. Hysterically, the girl churned and thrashed, trying to keep the stabbing dog cock away from her cunt.

The dog tightened his grip on her waist. He was almost strong enough to hold her still. Estancia barked a command at her helpers, then knelt down beside Sally's rump.

The brunette's dark hair spilled onto the floorboards as she knelt and peered under Sally's belly. Estancia reached back between Sally's thighs and slipped her fingers into the girl's pussy. Sally stiffened, thinking the jabbing prick had found its target. But then she felt the cock jabbing determinedly at her ass, and relaxed.

With her other hand Estancia reached and roped. She felt the stiff harsh hairs of the dog's pounding crotch. Then she felt the slipperiness of the dog's cock.

While the fingers of her other hand splayed open Sally's cunt, she guided the throbbing prick home.

The dog's prick bucked and jumped as it slid between Estancia's fingers. It fucked into the pussy once, slipped out, then stuck back in. As he felt the warm pussy close around his prick, Conann hunched himself forward.

Estancia pulled her hands out of the way. Her fingers were wet from the dog's licking and Sally's dripping cunt.

For one shocked moment, Sally's mind refused to accept what was happening. Had it been so short a time ago that she was horrified at being raped by her father? That seemed heavenly by comparison to this!

Then the reality hit her The force of the dog's tucking was stunning, and her whole body rocked to the impact of the hairy crotch. Inside her, the dog's cock felt small and hot. Her asscheeks, back, and sides were being rubbed raw by the dog's coarse hair.

Screams rose in Sally's throat, broke free. Helplessly she pounded the wooden floor with open palms, tossing her head madly from side to side. That was all the movement allowed her by the constraining grips of men and dog.

Worse than anything, the rasping fur, the slimy drool, the vile and forbidden invasion of her pussy by the dog's pulsing prick, was the fact that again Sally's body was betraying her. She could not have felt less turned on, it seemed. But that was in her mind.

The fact was, she had never In her brief career of tucking felt anything to equal the driving power of the hound. His cock was small but he tucked it in and out of her incredibly fast. The friction on her swelling cit was overcoming her nausea and resistance.

The wet, elastic walls of Sally's cunt began to close welcomingly around the throbbing length of prick. In spite of clenching her teeth and willing herself not to respond, her padded hips began to roll to the frantic rhythm of the animal's screwing.

The dog's breath was hot and dry on the girl's back. His eyes rolled. As she began to move her hips, he suddenly redoubled his efforts.

With a scream Sally dropped to her elbows. It was like being tucked by a piston. It was like nothing she had ever imagined! There was no more thought of resistance, no more sick revulsion. Sally was shaking, no longer from fear, but in the electric grasp of incredible, unholy lust!

Carlos fell back with a cry, thinking the girl was having some kind of fit. At the same moment Fred let go of her, eyes wide. Estancia started to scream at them, then stopped.

The blonde girl was making no move to escape. Her yellow hair was flying as she tossed her head. Every muscle seemed clenched as she drove her pussy back and forth with a jackhammer motion, fucking the hell out of the dog's cock.

Froth escaped from the dog's mouth. His hairy hindquarters were a blur as they pumped his prick into the steaming pussy. Lewd slurping sounds filled the room, along with the dog's huffing and Sally's breath like a runaway locomotive.

Unbelievable sensations filled Sally's body and soul. Fire ants crawled in her veins, and every nerve tingled. She was no longer herself. She was a greedy, grasping cunt, soaking up every ounce of fucking energy the mighty masculine beast was driving into her.

In – out – in – out. For what seemed forever the dog and the girl pulsed together and apart, becoming one in their fucking. It seemed impossible that girl or beast could keep up such a killing frenzy.

The dog grunted. Impossibly, he fucked the seething cunt still faster as he came.

As the first spurt of liquid fire seared her pussy walls, Sally began to scream with uncontrollable, wordless passion. Climax after climax rocked her, shook her like a rag doll. White fingers clawed the unyielding floor, blonde hair lashed around her shoulder like a myriad of tiny whips, her lovely face screwed up into a grimace of total ecstasy.

The coming cunt sucked the dog dick with incredible pressure. Conann fucked the girl's pussy with all his magnificent force until no more come was left in his hairy ball sac. Then, unable to stop himself, he fucked her for another solid minute as she shrieked and came and came and came.

Finally the dog dropped from Sally's bucking, nude hindquarters, his still-stiff cock coming out with a sucking sound. His come dribbled onto the floor. He walked over to a corner, and began to lick himself. He seemed to savor the rich taste of Sally's cunt.

Sally stayed on knees and elbows, quivering with reaction. For a long instant she floated on a crest of ecstasy. Then, suddenly, it left her, and she collapsed bonelessly on the floor.

"Whoooo-eeeee," said Fred, running his finger around inside his collar.

"A la chingada," Carlos muttered prayerfully.

"That got me so hot, I'm gonna walk cross-legged for a week!" Fred announced.

Estancia said nothing, staring hot-eyed at the crumpled form of the blonde girl. The Chicana could feel the tides of passion ebbing out of the prisoner.