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   As the sun began to descend beneath the hills outside the K.  Lindsey
Canine Shelter, Amber rose from her desk and stepped up to the front door,
locking it for the night.  She peered out the window to see if she could
find her boyfriend's car in the parking lot, but obviously he hadn't
arrived yet, so she let the blinds fall and left the window to head to the
back of the lobby.  Since she still had a little time, she decided to give
the facility a last look-over before she left.  Opening the door to where
the animals were kept, she poked her head inside and smiled.  From the look
of it, most of the dogs had already bedded down for the night.  Amber had
loved dogs ever since she was a little girl, especially those that didn't
have a home of their own, so when she turned sixteen she couldn't wait to
volunteer at the shelter to be able to give the neglected animals the
attention she felt they deserved.

   Amber was a short teenager with blonde hair that fell past her
shoulders, and a well developed, though certainly not overweight, figure
for her young age.  She wasn't a particularly bright girl, but she made up
for her lack of intelligence by having an eager and honest personality.  It
was this personality that had quickly won over those at the K.  Lindsey
Canine Shelter, though her penchant for dressing in provocative outfits
certainly hadn't hurt her reputation with the mostly middle-aged male
members of the staff.  Today she was wearing a light blue halter top which
fell just above her belly button, a short, white pleated skirt, white
cotton panties and plain brown sandals.  She had been volunteering at the
shelter for nearly six months and had gotten to know most of the long-term
canine residents of the facility by name.

   The girl walked along the hallway lined with bars that separated one
kennel from the next, glancing from left to right to make sure that the
locks were secure on the cage doors, and to check that each of the dogs had
water in their food bowls enough to last the night should they want a
drink. As she made her quick rounds she heard a barking coming from the
back, and she quickly went to investigate.  It sounded as if it was coming
from the fenced-in play yard behind the building.  Could someone have taken
out one of the dogs to get some exercise and then left for the night
without bringing them back inside?  Well it wouldn't have been the first
time.  Amber peeked out the back door and saw Mickey, a large grey Irish
wolfhound rolling around in the grass.  Shrugging her shoulders, she
grabbed a spare leash from a hook beside the door and went out to get him.

   It was breezy but not especially cool as she stepped outside into the
yard, crossing to the middle and calling the dog's name.  "Mickey, Hey
Mickey!  Come here, boy!  Time to go to bed." When Mickey heard her
familiar voice he turned and bounded across the grass to meet her, and when
they came together he leaped up, placing his large paws on her shoulders,
pushing her back.  She stumbled on one of the many squeak toys left strewn
across the area and fell back onto the grass, and Mickey pounced on her,
licking her face with his big wet tongue.  She laughed and stroked his
flank, but as she reached for his collar to attach the leash, she heard
another dog barking behind her.  Turning her head she saw Buck, an even
larger brown great dane, stepping up to join the pair.  Buck bent his head
down and joined Mickey licking Amber's face and she reached up to scratch
his floppy ears.

   "Ok, boys, time to get up and get you two back in your cages," she said.
But as she turned underneath Mickey he pushed her face down in the grass
again and pinned her in place, he and Buck now licking her ears and the
back of her neck.  She giggled and managed to rise up on her hands and
knees beneath the wolfhound, but Mickey wasn't ready to let her get away.
He placed his paws on the middle of her back, his one hundred and twenty
pounds making it impossible for the smaller girl to get up.  As the
animal's excitement grew, he began to hump against Amber's backside the way
that dogs sometimes do, and Amber shook her head.  "Bad Dog!" she
exclaimed, though Buck was still licking her face and mouth, making it
difficult to speak.  As Mickey thrusted against Amber, her white pleated
skirt rode up over her waist, and as he began to grind against her bottom,
the tip of his dark red dog cock began to emerge from its sheath.

   Meanwhile Buck, not wanting to be left out of the fun, stopped licking
Amber's lips and reared up, trying to put his paws on top of her.  He kept
slipping as the girl's blue halter top was pulled up over her back and
shoulders, eventually bunching up around her neck, leaving her bare breasts
exposed to the breeze.  Finally he found purchase, digging his claws into
her shoulder blades.  As he began to hump the air in front of her face,
Amber's field of vision was filled with the great dane's loins, his
unbelievably thick cock already extending in front of her, dripping with
pre-cum.  She had never seen anything like it before, and the sight of it
only encouraged her to try harder to get away from the pair of horny
beasts. But between the two dogs there was more than enough power to keep
the teenager pinned beneath them.

   As Mickey continued to enthusiastically thrust against Amber's hips, the
weight of the dogs began to push her downward, and her knees began to
spread apart in the grass, leaving her panty-clad pussy more clearly
exposed for him.  As she struggled wildly beneath the dogs, the crotch of
her panties shifted enough to the side that the tip of Mickey's penis was
able to get past their protection, and with one powerful thrust the animal
buried itself inside her.  Amber had never even slept with her boyfriend,
and the feeling of the wet doggy cock forcing its way into her virgin
pussy, tearing her hymen in the process, made her cry out in shock and
pain. But her protests were quickly cut off as Buck, his giant member fully
extended now, found her lips and pushed into her mouth.

   Both of the dogs on top of Amber began thrusting even more eagerly,
forcing themselves deeper inside her, and Amber's eyes went wide with
surprise as she felt the knot at the base of Mickey's cock pressing against
her pussy.  She couldn't believe how thick it was, like feeling a small
baseball pushing inside her pussy, and she tried to whimper and cry, but at
the same time Buck was beginning to force his way down her throat, muffling
whatever noise she was attempting to make.  As both animals began to
ejaculate in earnest, doggy cum began to run down her lips and chin as well
as filling her tightly stuffed cunt.

   Amber's senses were overwhelmed with the smell and taste of Buck's dog
spunk, and her sex was throbbing as it was stretched to the breaking point
by Mickey's knot.  Her head was spinning and her whole body was trembling,
and she was too frightened and humiliated to realize that she was rocking
her hips against the wolfhound's thrusts.  A buzzing filled her ears as
pleasure began to mix with the pain spreading out from her pussy, and
before she knew it she was trying to moan around Buck's enormous shaft. 
The passion began to overtake her and in moments she was climaxing hard. 
Her elbows gave way and she fell forward into the grass, her bottom
sticking up in the air, still impaled on Mickey's knot, and Buck slipped
out of her open mouth, squirting the last of his watery seed on her face
and hair.

   As Amber clawed at the grass, lost in the overwhelming sensation of
orgasm, Mickey tried to dismount her, though his bulging knot was still
tied up in her tight sex.  Eventually they were facing away from each
other, pressed bottom to bottom, as Amber felt the wolfhound's engorged
member slowly soften inside her.  But before Mickey had slipped free, Buck
moved to stand over Amber's head and, lifting his leg, he began releasing a
stream of piss upon the side of her face.  It ran down her cheek and into
her open mouth, mixing its own taste with the flavor of his cum on her
tongue.  The added humiliation of it made Amber's body shudder with another
small climax while Mickey finally pulled away from her sex.  It was just at
this moment that another noise penetrated the haze filling Amber's
consciousness.  It was her boyfriend's voice, and it surprised her enough
that she lifted her messy face from the grass to see him standing, wide
eyed, on the other side of the fence.

   (Later...)

   "Amber, could you come into my office, please?"

   Amber was in the animal sanctuary, filling up food dishes for the
morning, when she heard her boss's voice calling out to her from the front
lobby.  She quickly straightened up and sat the bag of Doggie Chow down,
adjusted her short black skirt that had ridden up over the curve of her
behind, then hurried out into the lobby.  Mister Knowles, the shelter's
manager, had always been nice to her, but nonetheless she knew that it
would be rude to keep him waiting.  She waved to the other volunteer who
was manning the front desk as she bustled past, then opened the door to the
managers's office, popping her head inside.  "You wanted to see me, Mister
Knowles?" she inquired politely.

   Mister Knowles smiled at the teenage girl, gesturing for her to come in
and have a seat.  "You are one of our most enthusiastic volunteers, Amber.
We are very lucky to have a girl like you working for us here at K. 
Lindsey Canine Shelter.  Its obvious to everyone on staff that you truly
are passionate about dogs." The manager gave the young volunteer a warm
smile as he said this, wanting to communicate to her just how appreciated
she really was at the shelter.

   Of course Amber had no idea just exactly how closely Mister Knowles and
the other staff members had been watching her over her short time as a
volunteer.  She hadn't a clue about the tiny surveillance cameras that had
been installed both inside and around the property in order to document
every event at K.  Lindsey.  A few nights ago one of the men in charge of
reviewing the tapes had brought a clip he'd isolated to Mister Knowles'
attention.  It had been recorded a week previously from one of the cameras
fixed above the play yard behind the building, and it had caught Amber in a
very compromising position.

   Mister Knowles let the video clip play in his head as he looked across
the desk at the teenage girl.  He had a hard time believing that this sweet
young woman had been down on all fours in the open air, taking on two of
the larger members of the shelter's population, one from behind and one in
her pretty little mouth.  By now the entire staff had watched the video
recording many, many times, though Mister Knowles had admonished them not
to let Amber know what they had seen, at least not before the shelter had a
chance to use the information to their advantage.

   K.  Lindsey was a very high end animal shelter, and their expenses were
commensurate with the quality of care they provided to their dogs.  The
facility had a few wealthy sponsors who helped to keep it afloat in lean
times, but occasionally they had to invent other methods of fundraising. 
This is how the "Adoption Days" started at K.  Lindsey.  These were open
houses of a sort, though they were anything but open.  Invitations were
extended to a very select number of well heeled men and women who shared
the shelters passion for dogs.  Well, passion wasn't exactly the right
word. Infactuation...attraction...lust?  Those were more direct
descriptions.  Some of the members enjoyed engaging in "play" with the
animals themselves, but the vast majority enjoyed simply watching the
action while sharing drinks and conversation with like-minded people.  At
the end of these events the guests would each select their favorite dog and
would "adopt" them, either paying a very generous sum of money to take the
beast home with them permanently or simply making a very large donation in
that animal's name for the shelter's benefit.

   The time for another "Adoption Day" party was approaching, and Mister
Knowles required volunteers to engage in play with the animals for the
guests' amusement.  There were places you could find folks who would
willingly participate in this kind of activity, of course, but the
government had been cracking down on them lately.  It was becoming harder
and harder for the management of the shelter to locate playmates for their
events, and this is where Amber was to come in.  Of course, she had no idea
of all of this.  Not yet.

   While he had her in his office Mister Knowles explained to her that the
shelter was going to host a very exclusive fundraising event.  He needed
her to help staff the party and tend to the animals needs.  Amber was only
too willing to agree to help out.  She loved the folks at K.  Lindsey
almost as much as she loved the animals, and she was eager to assist in any
way she could.  The manager told her that she should report for work the
following Saturday night at nine p.m.  exactly, and that she should wear
something fancy.  Amber agreed and went on about her duties for the rest of
the day, looking forward to Saturday night.  She loved the opportunity to
get all dolled up, even if it was just for something like this.

   When the night finally came, Amber reported to the front entrance of the
K.  Lindsey Canine Shelter dressed up in one of her nicest outfits, an
expensive, low cut black cocktail dress with lace panels and a hem line
that fell around the middle of her shapely thighs.  Her blonde hair was
pulled back in an elegant bun which made her look much older than her
sixteen years, and she wore black and silver platform sandals on her small
feet.  She took a moment to check her reflection in the front door's glass
panel, then stepped inside.

   The shelter was decorated like Amber had never seen before.  Obviously
Mister Knowles had gone all out to make the evening a success.  There he
was waiting for her behind the lobby desk.  "Glad you could make it,
Amber," he said.  "Goodness but you look lovely.  Why don't you go in the
back and see to it that the animals are all awake and happy while we wait
for the guests to arrive." Amber nodded and headed through the door to the
hallway where the kennels were located, and began to check on each of the
dogs, making sure that each of them looked their best.  After all, if this
event was called an "Adoption Day," she assumed it meant that some of the
lucky animals would be going home with the guests tonight.  That was one of
her favorite things about volunteering the shelter, uniting people with
prospective pets and seeing them happy together.

   As Amber worked in the back, Mister Knowles began greeting guests.  He
had a few other members of staff to help with coats, make and serve drinks,
and generally see to visitors minor needs.  The lobby quickly filled up
with familiar faces, rich men and women with a taste for the bestial that
had attended many past "Adoption Days" at the shelter.  While the guests
were certainly enjoying drinking and mingling with each other, eventually
they began to enquire as to when the "entertainment" would begin.  Mister
Knowles assured them that the fun would start shortly, then he went into
the back to get Amber ready.

   All this time Amber was enjoying herself with the animals, petting them
and tossing around their favorite toys, trying to get them excited for the
guests.  When Mister Knowles found her she was just playing a little bit of
tug-of-war with a frisky dalmatian.  "Looks like you are having fun,
Amber," he said.  She nodded and smiled at him through the bars of the
kennel.  "I know just how much you love dogs.  Its one of the things that
makes you such a valuable member of our team.  Even so, I have to admit
that I was a little surprised to see just how much you liked Mickey and
Buck the other night."

   Amber froze, her heart skipping.  "What...what do you mean, Mister
Knowles?" she asked, trying to pretend she didn't know exactly to what he
was referring.

   "Bruce showed me the security footage, dear.  I have to say it was some
of the most entertaining video I've seen in quite a while, you taking both
of those beasts on the way you did." Mister Knowles leered at Amber as he
spoke, and her heart sank even lower in her chest.

   "Mister Knowles, please...I can explain!  It wasn't my fault!  Those
dogs, they...they took advantage of me!  There was nothing I could do to
stop them!" Amber's eyes were wide and pleading.  Surely her boss couldn't
have thought she had been a willing participant in that interspecies
threesome.

   "Whatever you say, dear.  Honestly I don't really care whether you
enjoyed yourself or not, though it certainly looked like you did.  What
matters to me is whether you will do exactly what I say tonight.  Because
if you don't, I will see to it that every man, woman and child in this
community gets a chance to watch that tape and see what kind of girl you
really are."

   Amber began to hyperventilate.  This couldn't be happening!  She had
tried to put the events of the other evening behind her, never imagining
anyone else would ever have known...well anyone besides her boyfriend.  Her
ex-boyfriend, now.  He had caught the end of her indecent performance with
Mickey and Buck when he'd arrived to pick her up that night.  He hadn't
spoken to her since, but he hadn't told anyone what he'd witnessed.  Now
Mister Knowles was threatening to tell everyone.  Her friends...her
neighbors...her parents...everyone!

   Little tears began welling up in the corners of Amber's eyes as she
said, "What do I have to do?"

   "You just do exactly as you're told, Amber, and when tonight is over I
promise that I will give you the security tape and that will be the end of
it."

   Amber wasn't sure that she believed him, but what choice did she have?
She reluctantly agreed, and Mister Knowles told her to gather all the
larger dogs in the biggest kennel, and to wait inside with them while he
got the guests ready for the nights's entertainment.  Then he left her to
it.

   "Ladies and Gentlemen," said Mister Knowles when he re-entered the
lobby, "The show is about to begin.  If you would make your way through the
back door to the kennel area, we can start the fun." The guests began to
murmur excitedly as they moved together toward the back door, drinks in
hand.  When they had assembled in the animal sanctuary, they saw Amber,
together with eight or nine of the shelter's largest residents, all locked
together behind the bars of the most spacious kennel.  Amber couldn't meet
any of their gazes as they looked her over appraisingly.

   "This, folks, is one of our most eager volunteers.  Say hello to the
nice people, Amber." Mister Knowles gestured for her to speak.

   "...hello..." said Amber in her quietest voice.  Her face was positively
red with embarrassment, and the fun hadn't even begun yet.  Mister Knowles
was very pleased.

   "Amber, dear, I think you should probably remove that fancy dress of
yours.  You don't want it to be ruined in the festivities, do you?" asked
the manager.  Without needing to be told twice, Amber began to slink out of
her cocktail dress, pulling it up over her head.  "Hand it to me through
the bars, girl, and I'll keep it nice and safe for you.  Your panties too,
you definitely won't be needing them." Amber could feel the gaze of every
guest and staff member on her as she pushed the black dress through the
bars and then slowly, reluctantly removed her skimpy black undies.  She
stood there, naked save for her platform shoes, and tried to cover herself
with her hands, tears starting to run down over her cheeks, making a mess
of her dark mascara.

   Immediately the animals in the cage with Amber began to get excited. 
Most of them had been participants in previous events like this, and they
knew exactly what was required of them.  They were in fact quite eager,
circling the naked teenager and pawing at her shins and thighs, licking
behind her knees and across the tops of her toes.  Amber squirmed as their
tongues and teeth made contact with her skin, and that seemed to egg them
on even more.  Soon they were leaping up on her, pushing her this way and
that.  Amber tried to grab ahold of the bars for support, but one of the
guests watching her leaned forward and swatted her fingers, laughing as she
pulled her hand back, lost her balance, and fell amid the pile of horny
canines.

   At once the animals were upon her, pinning her to the cement floor.  She
began to feel powerful jaws upon her as one animal took ahold of her neck,
and another was gripping her bare thigh.  She had never been more terrified
in her life.  These beasts could do anything to her.  They could tear her
apart if they so wished.  The thought made her heart hammer so hard in her
chest that she could swear everyone in the room with her could hear it.

   At the same time, as teeth and tongues explored her naked, vulnerable
body, she couldn't help but remember the pleasure that had wracked her body
when she'd been raped by Mickey and Buck.  She hadn't wanted to feel what
she'd felt, but she couldn't help her body's reaction that night.  Now her
body was betraying her again, her face growing flush with excitement, her
arousal becoming apparent to the keen noses of her animal attackers.  They
could smell a bitch in heat, no matter what the species, and this scent
drove them wild.

   All around Amber there were bright red dog cocks slowly emerging,
dripping wet, from their sheaths.  Amber's breathing became frantic as the
beasts began to hump her all over her body, rubbing their massive members
against her back, her thighs, her face.  The largest of the group, a
Mastiff that weighed at least two hundred pounds, forced himself between
her legs.  Amber tried to rise up on her hands and knees to escape him, but
he lunged at her and in one savage movement was buried to the hilt in her
undeniably wet cunt.  She felt his massive member begin to swell up and
knot deep inside her as it filled her with his watery seed.  The pain made
her cry out, and another animal took advantage of her open mouth, pumping
it full of doggie cum.

   While the first two dogs were pumping in and out of Amber's mouth and
pussy, the surrounding animals were getting restless, humping every part of
Amber that they could reach.  The naked teenager could feel their dog
squirt beginning to cover her all over, and she had never felt so filthy.
For some incalculable reason, this just made her body more excited, and she
began to rut against the mastiff, her moans muffled by the dog cock lodged
in her mouth.  She quickly forgot that there was a room full of people
watching her.  She became lost in the pile of dog flesh that was assaulting
her from all sides.

   When the mastiff had spent himself in Amber's swollen, gaping pussy,
another beast took his place, much more easily slipping his length, knot
and all, deep inside her.  Over and over again, dogs shot their massive,
watery loads into her womb or down her throat, and they were quickly
replaced.  Amber was trying her hardest to deny what her body was telling
her, which was that this was what she was for, that she was a natural
dog-slut, and she fought against the orgasms that kept welling up inside
her.  But the orgasms always defeated her, and soon she was crying out like
a lust-crazed animal, which is exactly what she had become.

   The ravaging of Amber's body went on for what seemed like hours without
a break, though in reality it was only about 90 minutes before all the
animals were spent.  When they grew bored of the spunk and drool covered
teen, the shelter staff led them from the large kennel and back into their
separate cages.  All the while Amber lay exhausted, curled up on the cement
floor, her eyes half closed, seemingly oblivious to anything.  When the
guests had finally departed, some with animals that they had especially
enjoyed watching rape Amber's nubile young body, Mister Knowles poured a
bucket of cold water over Amber's head, bringing her back to reality.

   The girl sat up in the puddle of spunk that covered the cement floor and
looked blearily at her boss.  "So...so its over..?"

   "Yes, dear, its all over now.  And just as I promised," he reached into
his jacket and pulled out a small cassette, "here is the only copy of your
activities in the back yard the other night.  You can dispose of it however
you like." Andrea lifted herself up on shaky legs and took the tape,
quickly pulling the film out of the casing and wadding it up.  It was
destroyed.  No one would ever know what happened.  She was safe.

   Mister Knowles told her she could shower in the back room and that her
clothes would be waiting for her outside when she was ready to leave.  As
she left to clean herself up he chuckled to himself.  It had been a very
profitable night, and he definitely thought that a performance like the one
Amber had put on for his guests was worth the surrendering of the security
tape.  After all, though Amber obviously had not realized it, the security
cameras had captured all of tonight's activities, and they would make a
much more valuable production.

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