Kathleen Hennessy - Bestiality and a Young Girl

But there were other things to think about now. Like the warm feeling that still overwhelmed her. It was as if that huge cock was still shooting off inside her. It felt that way to her anyway. She could feel the spasms going throughout her whole body, and she could feel her body getting warmer and warmer.

Again she tried to get to her feet, but again she couldn't move. She was drained of every bit of strength that she had ever had. It was all gone now, and she would just have to lie here until some of it came back to her. Until then she just wouldn't be able to budge.

She felt this whirling sensation in her head, and she could feel herself blacking out. She tried to fight it, but it was no use. She had to give into it, and that was it. Her head got lighter and lighter and pretty soon she was drifting off into a very deep sleep. It would be the deepest sleep she had ever know. Visions of that huge cock danced all around her.

"What have we here?" the tall man said, looking down at Vicky's perfectly still naked form.

It was almost dawn. Chris' horse had wandered off and was nowhere around. Vicky was still asleep and spread-eagle. The man stood above her admiring what he saw.

"No," he said, rubbing his chin, and feeling his sudden erection, "he never has brought you around. You're a new one on me."

Just by looking at her, and sniffing at the air, the man could tell that Vicky had been having sex with some type of animal, although he couldn't be sure just what type of animal it might have been.

"Yeah, I think I'll take you with me," he said, bending over her body.

"You might be nice to have around at that."

First he tied her hands together, and then her feet. Not once did Vicky stir. The man lifted her up over his shoulders and carried her deeper into the woods. Eventually they came to a small cabin, and the man carried her inside and placed her on the small bed in the far corner.

The only other furniture in the cabin was a small wooden table. There were two chairs beside it, and both of them looked as if they were going to fall apart. The loud barking of a dog could be heard, and that made Vicky stir. Thinking she was just dreaming, she drifted back to sleep.

"Yes," the man said, standing by the edge of the bed looking down at her, "I think I'm going to like having you around. You're going to add something to this place. The others he took away, but not you."

The man stood there watching Vicky sleep the whole time. Finally she woke up. Her eyes opened slowly, and her awareness of where she was and what was happening came even slower. When she discovered that her hands and feet were tied, she felt the blood draining right out of her. And when she saw the man standing beside the bed, she turned a ghostly white.

"Where am I?" she demanded. "Who are you? What's the meaning of this?"

The man smiled. "I found you in the woods and I brought you here. You could have gotten killed out there by some wild animal. Not all animals are tame you know."

"Why did you tie me up like this?"

"I had my reasons," he replied, beginning to pace the cabin.

"Let me go right this minute," she yelled.

"You better lower your voice," the man said, a sudden tone of cruelty in his voice.

"You just better let me go right now," Vicky said, trying to get up off the bed.

The man ran back to the bed, pushed her back down, and slapped her hard across the face.

"You ain't going no place, cunt," the man said. "You are mine, and you are going to stay here and make me happy."

With that he slapped her across the face again and again, until he had almost knocked her out. Vicky could feel the blood dripping down her chin and from her cut lip. She could feel the pain that swept over the whole side of her face.

Then she felt the man's hand between her legs. He was grabbing at her roughly, and she could feel his nails digging into her soft, still-wet cuntlips. He was hurting her, and it was obvious that that was his intention. He wanted to hurt her, and he meant to hurt her a lot more than he already was.

He pushed her back so that she was lying down again and he began to get almost his whole hand inside her pussy. He moved it in and out, stroking her insides just as hard as he could. Then she thought she felt this hard object inside her. It was as hard as a man's cock, but it wasn't that. Instead it was the handle of a long, ugly whip.

The man was sticking the handle right into her and working it in and out of her just as fast as he could. When she was at the point of orgasm, he pulled it out and just stood there looking down at her with this evil grin on his face.

"I could smell what you'd been doing out there," he said. "I know you were fucking something. Was it a dog? A horse maybe? I know it was some animal. You still got its come all over your body. It's dripping all over you still. Okay, you like animals, I'll get you an animal you'll really like."

The man disappeared out of the cabin, but not for long. Pretty soon he was back inside, and with him was this huge, black dog. The dog looked as big as he was. Vicky could feel her body trembling all over.

"Ole Boxer here," the man said. "He's fucked some pretty good cunt in his day. Yeah, he's knocked off more ass than most men, let me tell you that right now. Yeah, I like Ole Boxer. He knows just how to stroke a woman's cunt, and you're going to find that out quick enough."

Vicky watched as the man released the dog. The dog walked slowly towards the bed, sniffing at the air, and catching a familiar scent.

"You see," the man said, "he knows. He can smell you."

The dog was right at the edge of the bed now and his head was just inches away from her thigh. Then the dog just got his front legs up on the bed and he stuck his head down in Vicky's cunt, his cold, wet nose pressing right into her cuntlips. Now the dog was really sniffing her.

"Yeah," the man was saying, "he sure does like the smell of female cunt. Especially when he can smell something in it, like the come of another animal. Yeah, that's what really turns him on, and let me tell you, he's turned on plenty now. Oh yeah, his pecker is as hard as any right now, and he can't wait to use it."

Vicky could feel the dog's nose pressing right into the folds of her cunt, and then she could feel his wet, cold, rough tongue as he began to lick her cuntlips. He began to lick her all over thighs, and he was rubbing his tongue back and forth on her clit. In spite of herself, Vicky could feel a warm sensation going through her as the dog continued to lick her out like he was.

The dog knew just what to do and he was doing it. She could feel the tongue going inside her and that just made her tremble all the more.

Vicky could feel her whole body relaxing as she pressed her cunt against the dog's open mouth. He was right on the bed with her and standing between her legs, his head hanging down between her thighs.

"I knew you'd like it," the man was yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Yes, I knew you would."

He was holding onto his crotch as if he was in pain. Vicky wasn't paying any attention to him though. All that she cared about right then was this dog.

"Untie me," she yelled.

The man did just that. He untied her legs, and then her hands. With her hands free, Vicky began to pull at the dog's huge cock. It wasn't as big as the horse's cock, but it was big enough. Pretty soon she was pulling the dog right down on top of her and easing his cock right inside her throbbing pussy.

The dog seemed a little uncertain. Maybe he wasn't used to being on top like this, she thought to herself. Vicky was still lying on her back, and she had the dog right on top of her now. She got his cock all the way inside her and then she just began to rotate her hips in a circular motion and get her legs right up in the air.