Robert Desmond - House of Evil

"Dear God, no, no!"

Newton's mind blanked completely with shock for a moment as he beheld the lewd sight in the room. The young husband wanted to scream, to turn and race back down to the kitchen, to somehow pretend that what he saw inside was not really true, but his whole body was paralyzed and he stood there unmoving as though his feet were too heavy to lift from the floor.

Nadalee was in there! She was sitting on a huge leather couch with her eyes and teeth clenched tightly shut – and she was completely naked! Mr. Blackwell and Braun were in there too, both naked from head to foot as they stood on either side of the beautiful eighteen year-old redhead and peered down at the shameless, sinful thing she was doing to herself! Her rounded white legs were opened wide as she probed with her fingers at the moist pink lips of her contracting vagina, widening them. She slipped her middle finger in and out smoothly between the lubricated ragged flanges with her legs jackknifed back now, knees pressed back tightly against her full white breasts. The wanton redhead's soft rounded buttocks rose and fell in response to the inquiring finger, her facial muscles tightening as she joined another finger with the first and, grimacing a little, pushed both of them into the hungry pink folds. They disappeared with a soft sucking noise and a low moan of pleasure purred from her parted lips.

Newton tensed in greater shock at this obscene indignity and shook his head as though to clear away the lewd spectacle from his unbelieving mind. But it was true, all right, and the little bitch was obviously loving it so much that she was out of her mind with Godless passion. Blinking again, he focused his eyes on the vulgar exhibition of his own wife driving her fingers into herself in uncontrollable passion. The rapidly increasing rhythm brought grunts of pleasure from deep in her throat as the fingers sank into the tight, pink opening, making wet sounds of suction as she withdrew them only to push them in again. Her beautiful young face was flushed crimson as she strained for orgasm, groaning in frustration as her own fingers thrust harder and deeper. They were not enough. Her head rolled from side to side on the low leather roll at the back of the couch, her long red hair swaying and flowing in her frustrating effort to bring herself to climax. But she kept on, her hand beating a wild staccato against the spread, straining buttocks, her grunting noises becoming louder and faster by the moment as she continued.

Suddenly, out of another part of the room, Buck, the huge black-and-brown German Shepherd, appeared. Newton saw the ferocious-looking dog lumber up to Nadalee on the couch, growling in vicious warning as he sniffed along the insides of her defenseless, upturned loins. Her eyes were jerked open wide in terror and the back of her hand was pressed tightly to her mouth to keep from screaming. She made a slight movement to lower her legs and roll to one side on the couch but the giant German Shepherd growled more menacingly and she froze in the helpless position of masturbation, her thighs still spread wide apart and her knees drawn up tightly to her breasts. It was impossible for her to move without bringing another snarl of threat from Buck.

"Buck likes young ones, doesn't he, Braun?" Newton heard the millionaire ask of the bald servant.

"Yeah, Mr. Blackwell… I like 'em too," the excited moron grumbled in reply.

Newton jumped when the huge animal moved forward a step toward his defenseless wife. His first impulse was to fly through the doorway and into the room to her rescue but for some strange reason – one he could not understand – he was unable to move. Somehow, the very helplessness of his beautiful teen-aged wife leaning back against the leather couch, shaking with fear before the snarling dog, was sadistically fascinating to him. He could not even turn away his eyes. The lewd thought of the giant German Shepherd raping his naked and defenseless wife, right in front of his eyes, sent shivers of wicked curiosity tingling through him. And besides, the little whore deserved anything that might happen to her now, now that she had stooped to such evil carnality that she shamelessly played with herself in front of two naked men!

His thoughts jerked back to the scene from which his eyes had never wavered. The monstrous dog lowered his head to the young redhead's soft, hair-covered loins and began to sniff in earnest. His brushy tail wagged in evidence of his excitement as though he had finally found the best mating partner of his canine life. Nadalee moaned in fright as his cold nose suddenly made contact with her tiny puckered anus. She tensed as his tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice in which it nestled, the tip burrowing slightly into the rubbery brown ring of flesh. For a moment, she tried to squirm away but Buck raised his head and growled again, then began greedily lapping at the narrow pinkness of the slit above her anus. He ran his tongue hotly up the full length of it, from the tightly-closed anal opening up over the fluted pink ridges of her pussy until it grazed the tiny bud of her clitoris at the top of her pubic mound. His great tongue spread through the silky softness of the hair-covered swelling like a knife through soft butter. It flicked relentlessly between the young redhead's wide-spread legs, pausing sometimes to curl its way deep inside her. She jumped automatically, squirming under the hot wet onslaught of the fleshy spear lapping and goring her cunt.

Holy Jesus, the wanton cheating bitch was actually moaning as though she liked it! At first, Newton thought his ears were betraying him but gradually he realized that the frightened sounds of before had changed to soft mewls of pleasure, pleasure that even she had never dared give voice to when he had made love to what he had thought was his sweet, pure young wife… even though it had always been for the sake of making her pregnant with his son. But still, Newton could not take his eyes from the forbidden sight. He shuddered and gasped at the change coming over her more and more as he watched. She was totally immersed in her own pleasure, her entire voluptuous body writhing as the thick tongue licked slitheringly between her legs. Then he saw her raise her hands to hold them aloft for a moment, as though in indecision, and then drop them to the beast's head.

She grasped the dog's ears and with a deep animal sound of her own, kicked her smooth white legs back over her head even further and pulled his pointed nose forward into her well-lubricated pussy. His long pink tongue thrust up the moist passageway like an attacking lizard, ravishing her naked secret parts without mercy. Whines and wild incoherent groans streamed from her lips, pleading and encouraging the dumb animal who was salivating so freely between her writhing white buttocks.

The aroused dog worked like the savage creature he was, driven by the rutting lust of the wild in him. The staggered husband watched his wife's milky-white flesh quiver as the maddened animal drank from the teasing open slit. This perverted stimulation was driving her insane and she squirmed forward so that the snake-like thickness of the long tongue could give her more pleasure. She was willingly rolling her naked white buttocks against the face of the animal, seeming to drown in the weirdness of the obscene unnatural act.

Suddenly, the slavering dog lifted his head from her moist cuntal opening and Newton heard his impassioned lusting wife cry out in disappointment. My God, she was actually pleading out for more of the horrible, debasing excitement as though the very last of her natural resistance against sin had vanished under the lapping of the German Shepherd's tongue. She was enslaved by the huge animal panting over her, her quivering body spread-eagled under him as he reared up to place his forepaws on the couch beside her shoulders. Newton thought he would pass out from sheer shock as he saw his lust-crazed young wife strain forward with one hand to touch the sheath that enclosed the dog's penis. His heart beat crazily as he watched her take hold of the hairy sheath and begin to milk it, first gently and then with increasing urgency. She seemed to flinch in fear when Buck began to respond, his natural desire flaming up and jerking his muscles to greater life. She labored steadily, carefully, gasping for breath as she squirmed back against the couch cushions, pushing the wet swollen lips of her cunt down hard in a useless attempt to douse the fire before it was too late. The brief contact with the leather seemed only to further ignite the fire raging out of control in her loins.