Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their goals-a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books-all contain examples.
And when the innocent victim is young, the story is so much the sadder . . .
Tanya, the young girl in this book, is the victim of immoral people. A young teenager, she finds herself caught in a web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And, after being forced to suffer one humiliation after another, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, catering to the whims of her captor.
TEENAGER IN BONDAGE-the shocking story of an innocent girl learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story with a lesson for our uncaring society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I don't think I want any more," Tanya slurred, pushing the bottle away from her face. It was nearly eleven o'clock. Her mother was probably worried sick about her. She had to get home!
"C'mon, baby. C'mon, it's good booze," Jack Dennis said warmly, swinging the bottle playfully in front of the teenaged blonde.
Tanya smiled dreamily. The liquor felt particularly good this evening. The gentle burning sensation in her throat had been followed by a more intense warmth between her shivering white legs. Ohhh, how hot and mushy her cunt felt! Liquor did that to her, did that lately more often to her!
The young blonde giggled once more, pushing the booze bottle away. No, she'd had far too much already. The room spun dizzyingly, and her face burned. Tanya struggled to her feet, bracing herself against the couch.
"What if your parents came home, Jack?" Tanya said, closing her eyes and inhaling a deep breath. A strong feeling of nausea swept over her, quickly followed by a hot flash of lust rippling through her pussy.
The blonde teen shuddered, placing one hand on her bare midriff and rubbing her fingers slowly over her flesh. How her inner thighs itched and burned! Every movement seemed to trigger more jolts of lust from her snatch!
When the girl started walking toward the front door, she could feel her plump cuntlips rubbing together. That sensation nearly made her knees buckle. The friction of those swollen labes rubbing over her clit was killing her. She was unspeakably close to an orgasm!
Yes, she had to get away before Jack tried anything. Tanya was defenseless. Stories her mother told her about women being seduced when they were drunk came back to her now.
"Don't worry about it," he said, getting up clumsily and walking toward her. Tanya felt her flesh crawl when he moved in front of her, barring the doorway with one arm as he swayed from side to side. "Mom and dad said they'd be out of town for the night. Somethin' about a convention. I dunno."
Tanya shook her head. She had to snap out of this stupor! The young woman stepped back, staring at Jack. His eyes narrowed as he glared at her. She felt her flesh crawling. Dropping her gaze, Tanya could still feel his searching eyes burn through her clothes. That hot, tight, wet feeling between her legs was driving her mad! Her little fuzz-covered cunt was dripping with juice!
"I am worried about it, Jack. I wanna go home. Please, take me there," Tanya pleaded.
Now she fully realized the danger she was in. She remembered the stories her girlfriends had whispered about Jack Dennis, about the way no girl would be a virgin long around him. He had a weird ability to sniff out cherries at high school when they started to get ripe. He'd find 'em, suck'em, and pluck them out.
Being on the senior wrestling team certainly made the handsome eighteen-year-old athlete attractive to most women-irresistible, some girls would say.
Well, Tanya wasn't going to wind up as another trophy on Jack Dennis' shelf. They were mere classmates, friends who were helping out one another for better grades. It's just that all this alcohol made her so fuzzy, so warm!
Tanya sucked in another deep breath. How delicious it was to feel her nipples stiffening, pushing against the soft terry cloth material of her halter. No! No! She had to drive those kind of thoughts from her mind.
"C'mon, one more sip for an or buddy," he slurred drunkenly, shoving the bottle back into Tanya's face. The young girl shrank back, hitting the bottle roughly with one hand. It flew out of the young man's hand, breaking apart on the wall.
"I'm . . . sorry," Tanya stammered. What had become of her? Why was she acting so strangely? The young woman lowered her eyes, feeling shame and guilt.
Looking up once more, Tanya saw Jack coming toward her, slowly. There was an odd look in his eyes. She shivered, rubbing her forearms with her palms while backing away. The young woman liked the way she felt, and hated it at the same time. What was going on in her body?
"Nothin' to be sorry about, honey," Jack murmured as he closed in on her.
Tanya let out a small cry when she felt her plump ass cheeks pressing against the wall. She'd run out of room! Jack slid his hands around her waist, moving them around until he was cupping both cheeks, working his long, thick fingers into her soft flesh.
Tanya shuddered, pressing her shoulders back against the wall. She should scream, should try to scratch out his eyes! And yet his movements against her hot, willing body were so exciting, so soothing! The young teen sighed, nestling her thirty-six-inch tits against him.
"I . . . don't . . . know," Tanya whispered hesitantly. Everything was becoming more blurred around her. She liked the way his thick muscled arms closed around her, trapping her.
"Sure, it's all right. Besides, I can't take you home like this. Your mom would be bitchin' mad if she saw you like this," the young athlete said, leading Tanya away from the wall.
"I guess so," the young woman agreed, reluctantly following Jack back to the couch. She sat down, feeling her ass cheeks sinking comfortably into the soft cushions.
"You know, I've been watchin' you in class. You're damned pretty."
Tanya felt her cheeks burning. Jack had never come on so strongly before. Of course, she could never bring herself to throw herself to the boys, especially Jack Dennis! Maybe that was one reason why, in spite of her incredibly mature figure and pretty features-Tanya rarely went out on dates.
"Oh?" she said nervously, looking down at her trembling fingers.
"Yeah, real nice," he continued, running his fingers up and down her arm. Tanya shifted her position on the couch, concentrating her thoughts on the burning sensation that was growing more and more intense. His hands were moving dangerously close to her cunt. No, no, she had to be strong, had to fight through the thickening fog settling over her mind!
"Please, don't!" she began.
Tanya pushed his hands away from her legs, drawing her knees modestly together and swinging them away from Jack.
"Hey, c'mon, baby. I know you want it."
Tanya didn't like the way things were turning out. Jack was becoming crude. The young blonde started to get up, then fell back onto the couch. How much had she drunk? Tanya held her head, feeling the room reeling around her. Jack pushed his hand once more up her leg.
"Don't!" the girl cried, slapping his wrist.
"Reluctant virgin routine, eh?"
"No!" she gasped frantically, clawing at his face as Jack moved across the couch, throwing his body across hers. Tanya was fighting for her honor, her life! And yet a part of her body was crying for her to give in, to surrender to the big, handsome young athlete pawing at her thighs, her tits, her bare stomach!
"No need to get scared, Tanya. Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you. It'll be okay," Jack grunted.
Tanya still struggled against him. Now she could feel his hot breath against her cheeks. He was going to kiss her, going to drive down what few defenses she had against him.
"NO!"
Then his mouth pressed against hers, and Tanya felt herself giving in. For days she had fantasized in bed about this very moment. She thought guiltily about Jack, and what would happen if he tried to fuck her. Would she give in, or would she fight to keep her cherry?
Long into the night, Tanya would groan in bed, afraid to touch herself as the hot, tight feeling between her long legs grew ever hotter. Sobbing with frustration, the blonde teenager would soon sink into sleep, dreaming horrible, erotic dreams about men like Jack, chasing her as their cocks wiggled and bounced hard in front of them.
Now the fantasy was quickly becoming a reality, and Tanya was feeling an incredible excitement mixed with terror.
"Mmmmmm," Jack groaned, sliding his tongue into her mouth.
Tanya's struggling diminished. Oh, God, as awful as it was to admit, the blonde teen wanted to have that tongue going down all the way, to her cunt! When his fingers started working their way up under the hem of her shorts, the young woman tried pulling away again. Could she let this man get away with fucking her? The mere word made her heart skip a beat! Yes, fucking! That was what Jack wanted to do to her: stick his long cock into her!
"No!" the girl cried weakly, tearing her lips from his. But when he slid her farther down onto the couch, rolling completely on top of her and pinning her body tightly against the soft cushions with his, Tanya felt as if she was floating high in the sky. She stopped fighting.
"Oh, honey! Yeah, yeah! You want this as bad as I do."
"No, it's not right, it's not!" Tanya cried.
Tanya was twisting on the couch, shoving her hands against his chest. It was wrong! The young blonde was beginning to worry. Jack was winning.
She felt his lips moving up and down the side of her neck, his tongue wetting her flesh while his hands slid over her thighs. Ohhh, how hot and wet he was making her cunt!
"Yeah, Tanya. Yeah, it's right. Baby, it's real right," Jack whispered. And when he shoved his mouth back onto hers, the young girl slowly pulled her legs apart, letting the young athlete settle comfortably between them.
"Oh, God, God," the girl moaned, running her hands over his neck and chest. She gave in, surrendered to the feeling that had slowly been taking her over during the past few weeks. "AHHHH!"
Jack had cupped her tender pussy with his right hand, pressing his fingers against the damp crotch panel of her shorts, working the material teasingly back and forth over her swollen cuntlips. Tanya sucked in a ragged breath, then closed her mouth and bit down hard on her lower lip. It felt so good, so delicious, so evilly good to have him touching her-there!
"Man! Good, hot pussy!" Jack growled, his fingers working greedily over the plump pussy lips.
When he squeezed down more tightly, Tanya wiggled her hips back and forth. Ohhhh, he was milking her lips, working the slippery, swollen flaps together. Creamy cunt foam started dripping from between them, wetting her shorts, her thighs, and Jack's fingers. "Shit, you're fuckin hot! Man, I haven't seen somebody hot like you since Sherry Shannassy."
Tanya wriggled her shoulders against the couch cushions. The big athlete was working his fingers into her shorts, pushing them against her flesh. The young blonde realized what he was going to do. Oh, God, once she gave in, there was no going back. But even now she thought about shoving Jack away, about threatening to scream for help if he touched her.
Oh, God, what if he exposed himself to her? And yet another part of her mind told Tanya that there was no going back. The moment she let him carry her to the couch, she'd given in, admitted to him she wanted his cock!
"Spread 'em." His voice was gruff, his tone no-nonsense.
Tanya pushed her ass deep into the cushion in a vain effort to keep her shorts on. Jack only laughed at her attempt, curling his fingers into a fist, then pulling them down fast and hard. There was a sharp, tearing sound. Then Tanya felt a rush of cool air on her inner thighs. He'd done it! Her twat was naked, exposed to his cock!
"Cunt, fuck, pussy," he whispered, moving his hand to her snatch and working his fingers through the tightly curled cunt hairs.
Tanya groaned, rolling her head from side to side. Her nostrils flared with lust as sweat trickled down her forehead. She curled her fingers and dug her nails into the cushion, moving her plump ass cheeks from side to side.
How her clit burned! If only he would touch it, massage it, take it between his fingers and squeeze it until she cried for him to stop!
Jack seemed to read her mind, pressing his palm against her cuntal mound and laughing softly when he felt her shudder under that light pressure. When Tanya moaned again, Jack started his wonderful squeezing movements again, massaging her pussy mound with sure strokes.
Ohhhh, God! Tanya felt as if she was on fire. She was spread open, moaning, bursting with pleasure as her hot juice seeped from her velvety cuntal lining!
"Man! Good, sweet, and hot," Jack whispered. "And I'm gonna do things to you that you ain't gonna forget real soon."
The big athlete rolled back on top of her and shoved his tongue deep into her open mouth.
Tanya felt him rub her pussy lips together once more. She could hear the slick sounds of his fingers working against one another. Ohhhh, how she was being rubbed and heated! The young girl kissed Jack back, kissed him with an urgency that told him that he'd better get on with his foreplay.
"Ohhhh! OHHHH, GOD!" she screamed, tearing her mouth from his and gasping in air to feed her thrashing, bucking body.
Jack held her face with his free hand and pushed his lips against hers once more, pressing down so hard that the girl could feel his teeth against hers. Their tongues lashed together as spit drooled down the girl's chin.
"Pussy," Jack whispered once more, sliding one finger into her cunt.
"Ohhhh, yes, yessss!" Tanya hissed as she felt his stiffened finger sliding deeper and deeper. Her cuntal muscles spasmed, contracting, trapping the invading digit and then milking the sinking finger.
"Man! Hot shit! Christ, you're gonna bite off my cock with your cunt when I fuck you!" he exclaimed hotly.
The words made Tanya shudder with anticipation and excitement. He worked his finger around and around, scraping her hot, wet, velvety cuntal lining with his jagged fingernail until the young woman was hunching up against his palm, begging for more.
"Not 'til I get you good and naked!" was his speedy reply.
With that, Jack shoved his hand up to her tits, dipping under her halter and latching on to one tight-tipped boob. Tanya shuddered again. She'd had no idea that her stiff nipples could be so sensitive, could make her react so violently when touched!
"Want me to suck 'em?"
"Oh, yes, yes! Oh, God, yes!" she cried. At this point, Tanya would have said yes to anything.
"Man, gotta get this thing off you. No good," Jack said, reaching around her and fiddling with the snap. Tanya felt the straps holding the cups to her tits slacken, then slide off of her shoulders. In a moment, her tits were naked, exposed totally to the big young athlete's touch, as was her pussy.
"Big tits. Man, I watched you jiggling those things down the hall at school. I thought maybe you stuffed your bra with Kleenex or somethin'.
But now . . ."
Jack dropped his head and opened his mouth, wrapping his lips around one hard-tipped red nipple. Tanya arched her back, digging her heels into the sofa cushions when she felt him start to suck on her left nipple.
Ohhh, what that sweet sucking sensation was doing to her! She felt her pussy contract in sympathy to that feeling. Jack was worming his finger deeper into her pussy now, rubbing his knuckles against her clit while lashing her nipple with his tongue.
The girl was going out of control. She writhed under the young man's foreplay, gasping for air. Jack laved her tits with spit, sucking so hard that the young woman thought he was going to rip the nipples from her thunderous boobs with his lips and teeth.
"OHHH, NOOO!" she screamed with lust.
"You got me feelin' good and tight and hard, just like you, baby."
Tanya felt Jack move her hand down to his crotch. Through the material of his Levi's, the young woman could feel something terribly hot and hard brushing against her fingers. Tanya knew instinctively what that was. She had excited him, made his cock good and stiff.
But somehow the young woman grew frightened once more. Now reality slammed into her like a freight train. In a second, she would feel his dick against her cunt flesh. Tanya stiffened with fright, pulling her hand away quickly.
"Get a good feel, baby. Get a feel of what's gonna be slippin' into your cunt!" he croaked.
Jack was growing more and more excited. His words came unsteadily and labored. Tanya heard the sound of a zipper sliding down, heard his pants slipping down his legs, then felt something incredibly hot touching her thighs.
"Touch it!"
"No!" the girl cried as she felt him take her by the wrist and shove her right hand down to his loins. Tanya felt something so hot that it nearly burned her wrist.
Jack groaned, rubbing his dick against her fingers and knuckles. Then he twisted her hand around and forced the blonde teen to squeeze his prick.
"Yeah, yeah!" he gasped, closing his eyes and quivering with delight. He squeezed his hairy ass cheeks together, moving his body slightly up and down, pumping his cock in and out of the girl's fist.
Tanya was surprised at how big Jack's prick was. She'd seen pictures of men with erections in sex manuals. Her girlfriends had giggled about men's sizes. But no one had ever come up with something this large! Her fingers could barely fit around it!
"Cock, baby! Good, hard, stiff cock that's going to fuck you!" he grunted.
"Cock, cock," she repeated, fascinated both with the word and the sensation in her fingers. She felt something wet leaking from the flared tip and guessed that it was a similar kind of fluid she had seeping from her pussy.
"Gonna fuck soon," Jack whispered.
Tanya could feel his hairy, thick muscled legs pushing hers apart. His fat, spongy cock head was sliding through her cunt hairs and toward the seeping hole. Instinctively, Tanya let her knees sag apart. That pressure forced her bloated outer labes to stickily peel back, ready to admit his fat prick.
"Yeah. That's it, honey. Get into it," Jack whispered, pleased that he had worked Tanya up so well. "Ain't nobody here but us! Naked, alone, cock hard and pussy ready!"
Tanya shuddered, knowing what he wanted. He was going to stick that long, hard cock inside of her cunt. It was so big that it frightened her.
But the girl mustered her courage, now determined to discover what this so-called wonderful fucking was all about.
CHAPTER TWO
"Good and wet down there, but I'm gonna make it wetter."
Before she knew what he was talking about, Jack pulled his finger from her snatch and started sliding down her body, smoothing his hands over her tits, her chest, her belly, making the young woman groan loudly. He held her tightly, shoving his head between her legs and licking the sweat salty flesh of her inner thighs. Then she felt his hot, wet tongue lapping over her fleshy cunt lips.
Tanya's eyes widened with surprise and delight. He was touching her pussy with his mouth! Oh, God! Only a few hours ago, the young woman would have blushed if she had even thought of such a thing. Now she was laying there in this man's living room, naked, her legs spread wide apart while he sucked on and licked her pussy!
"Oh, OHHH!" Tanya cried, her long blonde hair flailing her face as she rolled her head violently from side to side. That hot, sucking, licking sensation was almost overpowering!
The young blonde teenager jerked her knees up and snapped them together, trapping Jack's head between her white, quivering thighs. She soon found herself shoving up to him, pushing her cunt onto his mouth. When his tongue slipped into her pussy, Tanya exploded!
"Mmmmmmmm," the big athlete groaned into her pussy. As Tanya whirled around in a sexual firestorm, Jack scraped his tongue around the narrow, tender passage, lapping up her flowing pussy juice. He sucked at her clit hard until she shuddered with lust. At the same time, the young man slipped one hand under her rolling butt, pushing the tip of his thumb up her asshole.
"UNNNGHHH!" Tanya cried. Her cuntal muscles snapped shut over Jack's tongue. He moved his head around, licking and snarling like a dog. When Tanya started hunching back, the young man pulled away.
"Fuck, I can't take it any more! Gotta fuck you now!"
The certainty of that statement made the young blonde freeze. Everything was happening so quickly! The foreplay was fun and exciting, but not dangerous. Somehow the thought of Jack mounting her, holding her down as he shoved his dick into her wet pussy, terrified her. Jack sensed her growing apprehension and smiled down at her, shaking the sweat from his face.
"It's gonna hurt for a while."
"Hurt?" Then Tanya remembered the stories her mother and girlfriends had told her, stories about pain, about bleeding when a man first fucks a woman. She tried to struggle out from under the big man. No, she didn't want to bleed to death! She didn't want to wind up knocked-up with his baby!
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you," Jack said, holding her down by the shoulders as he shoved downward with his hairy ass.
Tanya still struggled, but the young teenager realized that it was hopeless. She could feel that spongy, fat dickhead getting closer and closer to her well-lubed cunthole. Soon it was pressed against her pussy slit.
"AHHHHH!"
Tanya threw back her head and let out another piercing cry. Jack's thick dickhead had just worked between her pussylips. She felt them peel back, then slip together good and tight. Most of the young athlete's dick was still outside, waiting to be shoved into the dark, pink hole.
"Good fuck! Good, tight fuck!" he cried hotly, feeling her pussy lips closing sweetly around his cockhead.
"Fuck, fuck!" Tanya echoed.
Jack was working his body around, making his cock ream out her snatch. Inch by inch, he was slipping his prick into her hot, wet hole. Tanya could feel and hear the big prong sinking into her body. She lay quietly on the couch, feeling like some insect being impaled by a long sharp needle.
"Ohhhhhhh," she cried as she felt her cunt being stretched wide open to admit more of his prong.
"Yeah, good fucking," Jack repeated, squeezing his hairy buttocks together and pulling a few inches of his dickmeat from her hole.
He smiled, watching Tanya's expression change. No, she didn't want him to pull out! The girl threw her hands around her shoulders and dug her nails into his flesh, working her thighs back and forth, shoving up, begging him with her body to fuck her good and hard.
"In, in, in!" she moaned, giving her hips a few quick violent hunches.
"Yeah, Tanya, it's gonna go all the way in, babe," Jack whispered.
The young blonde felt the pressure in her cunt become more intense as Jack made good his promise. Soon there were three inches of his ten-inch cock inside. Ohhh, what a good, wonderful, filling sensation that was!
Then Tanya felt his dick bump into something. Yes, it was her cherry, the barrier her mother said she had to keep from her dates until she married one of them. Now this near-stranger was going to tear it from her, tear the flesh that kept her from womanhood all these years!
"No, NOOOO!" the girl cried as she felt the pain suddenly hit her.
"Man, I gotta do it. I said it was gonna hurt. But then everything's gonna be okay."
"I don't believe you. Stop! Stop it!" the young blonde teen cried. The pleasure that had overwhelmed her earlier evaporated under the pain and fear now swirling around. She had wanted his cock, needed the fucking, was hot for his body. But now there was far too much pain from her ripping cherry. She had to stop him! She just had to!
"Nooooo!" the young woman cried out once more as she tossed and twisted in his tight embrace. Tanya tried to break away from the young athlete, but still Jack held on, pushing his dick hard against her cherry.
"Now, baby! Now!" he cried, ready for the plunge.
The young woman screamed loudly when she felt him tighten his leg and thigh muscles, and plunge forward. There was a momentary resistance from her cherry. Then it felt as if the universe had exploded! In one swift stab, his blood engorged dick had torn through, sinking down into the secret depths of her hot snatch.
"Jesus! Fuck, man, you're goddamned tight," Jack whispered just after having popped Tanya's cherry.
The young blonde only moaned in response. A whirlwind of impressions and feelings swirled in her mind. Slowly, gradually, the sharp pain that had made her body twist and grow stiff ebbed. Tanya concentrated on the sensation of being filled, totally stuffed with Jack's fat dick. She felt it all the way inside of her, that spongy head touching the depths of her cunt.
Nothing had ever been that deep inside of her before! The teenager breathed more regularly now, shifting her hips from side to side, experiencing for the first time a dick all the way up her pussy.
"Ohhhh," the blonde teen moaned. Yes, yes, it felt good! She felt possessed, wanted, dominated by this big male on top of her.
Tanya drank in the sensation of his thick muscled hairy legs on top of hers, pinning her hard to the living room sofa. She could feel his breath against her neck as he nibbled at her ear. And dragging over the bottom junction of her bloated outer labes were his fat, hanging balls.
Yes, yes! She wanted him, wanted him to fuck her, to ram her cunt as hard as he could with his prong. All thoughts about her mother, about all the moral laws held so dearly by her mother, went out the window. Tanya concentrated on the hot, tight, itchy feeling that throbbed hard and fast in her pussy.
"Man, man!" Jack groaned, twisting his head as he started to fuck her with earnest.
Tanya shuddered, feeling her cuntal walls contracting over his thick, stiff cock. It felt as if he was pulling her inside-out as he withdrew inch after inch of his fat dick.
"NOOO!" Tanya cried. Before, she hadn't wanted him to touch her. Now she clung to him, digging her nails into his jutting shoulder blades, telling him that she wanted his dick all the way in her sweetly sucking cunt.
"Can't make up your mind, baby?" Jack said, shaking more sweat from his face. He narrowed his eyes, smiling down at the frantic young woman.
Tanya groaned once more, feeling her cuntal muscles spasm around the shaft of his dick. Oh, he was going to pull out just to be nasty, just to watch and see how she would beg for his dick!
"Please! Please!" she cried, biting her lower lip. Oh, God, here she was, laying stark naked, with a man's dick crammed up her cunt, and she begging him to fuck her! An image of what the two of them must look like flashed through her confused mind. But instead of horrifying her, it excited the young woman even more!
"Okay. Can't say I never disappointed anybody," Jack said, grinning and shoving downward once more.
Tanya groaned happily, closing her eyes and hunching upward. Their crotches ground together as Jack slipped the full length of his ten-incher all the way into Tanya's cunthole. The young woman shivered, her flesh breaking out into goose pimples.
Jack started massaging her tits, taking the hard-tipped jugs in his hands and squeezing them hard. The blonde teen moaned, rolling her body from side to side under his heavy body. His knees drew up farther, nearly pressing against her buttocks now as he started thrusting his dick harder.
"Oh, OH, OH!" Tanya cried with each forward fucking thrust.
"Feels good, eh? Told you it would. Told you you'd get over the pain," Jack said, stopping his fucking motions for a while.
"Why did you quit?"
"Baby, gonna pop off in you too soon. You're almost ready to cut loose, but not yet."
It was a strange conversation. Tanya wasn't sure what it all meant. But the tight feeling down between her legs was getting worse. She felt something hard growing rapidly down deep inside of her pussy. Tanya knew that the peak-that wonderful, terrifying peak she always fantasized about-was close. Jack was purposely delaying it so she would experience it more intensely.
"Oh, hurry! hurry!"
Tanya's words and the tone of voice made the young man shiver hotly.
"Ohhhh, it's so good!" she moaned as Jack took her hand and made her clutch his balls.
"Yeah, squeeze 'em good. They got white-hot cum for you, baby! It's gonna squish all the way inside you when I cum! Uhhhh!"
Jack was humping her regularly now. The sound of his cock fucking her stretched virginal hole made the two of them growl and moan like wounded animals. Bubbly, hot pussy juice boiled from her cunt, wetting down her thighs, her labes, his balls.
The young woman could feel the insistent pounding of his dickhead in the very depths of her pussy. Her body shook with the wild fucking Jack was giving her. His fingers pawed her tits mercilessly. The big athlete squeezed the rounded white mounds hard, until her nipples stood on end and turned a much darker red.
"Fuck you, baby! Fuck you good!" Jack moaned mindlessly now. His eyes were closed, his back arched as his thighs pumped up and down furiously now. The sofa cushion moved back and forth with the fucking motions of the young man.
"Yes, fuck, fuck!" Tanya repeated. She loved the way his thighs worked, cramming every inch of his long, thick prick into her tight little cunt. The young blonde teen spread her legs as widely apart as she could, silently begging for more cock.
"Good, honey? Good, Tanya?"
"Sooooo good," she moaned. "Fucking, fucking!"
The word, once forbidden, seemed so natural, so exciting when she pronounced it now. Drool oozed from a corner of her mouth. The girl felt her eyes roll up into her head as she rounded the final curve on the road called fucking. The hard, tight knot she'd felt growing earlier seemed ready to explode through her belly. Tanya took a deep breath, her body rocking harder.
"Man! Gonna cum soon!" Jack warned.
Tanya clawed at his big shoulders. She groaned loudly when she felt his cock shaft rubbing her clit.
She grunted with the force of his hard fucking shoves. Her snatch was being stretched open widely by the swift plunges of his cock strokes. "OOOH!"
Tanya felt a flash of hot sexual fire shoot through her body. Her ass rose up to meet Jack's, her legs wrapping around his lower back.
"Get into it, baby! Get ready for it!" Jack warned once more.
He worked his hips like pile-drivers. Deep inside of her body, she felt an explosion building up. Her body tightened instinctively.
"UNNNNGHHHH!" Jack groaned. His balls tightened hard up against his cockroot. The thick tube running through his cock spasmed, then took on the first rush of his white-hot cum. The big young man held tightly onto Tanya, his fingers bruising her lightly tanned flesh as he started to spray his jizz into her cunt.
"OHHH, OHHHHH!" she screamed hotly.
The young teenager felt his cock expanding, stretching her violated pussy even more. Glancing up, Tanya saw Jack's face wince, as if he was in pain. He trembled all over, his knees jerking up against her hot ass while his head snapped from side to side. Hot flashes soared through her body.
Yes, yes! She was going to cum, cum as violently as Jack was now doing above her!
"Baby, make it!" he cried with orgasmic passion.
A sharp, white hot knife seemed to slice right through the blonde's pussy. Tanya's lower jaw slackened. Odd, strangled sobs tore free of her throat. The cords of her neck jutted out against her flesh as her fingernails flayed at Jack's humping back.
She felt his jets of cum scalding the inside of her pussy, burning into the dark pink and wet, fleshy folds, into the hollows of her pussy. It felt as if the whole universe was inside of her cunt. Her snatch walls spasmed as her cunt grabbed Jack's spraying meat, holding the squirming rod deep inside.
"Cum, Tanya!" he moaned, his eyeballs rolling crazily.
Jack pushed his body down hard against hers and held fast. Tanya could feel his jizz oozing from her snatch, wetting down her thighs. In a second, she felt as if someone had struck her hard across the head.
"Cummmm!" she shouted, her body twisting violently under Jack's. Her orgasm erupted with the fury of a flaming volcano.
The two of them bucked and writhed together, their voices mingling in a wild chorus of sexual fury. Nothing had ever affected Tanya like this!
As she lay more quietly seconds later, the young girl thought about what had happened between her and Jack. No, nothing had prepared her for this kind of experience. Her mother had told her that sex was dirty. Her friends had giggled about it and made it sound like some kind of game. But this wasn't dirty, and it certainly wasn't a game! No! As Tanya lay on the couch, she felt reborn!
"Man, you were one of the wildest fucks I ever had!" Jack said, propping himself up on his elbows and wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Really?"
Tanya knew she should have been insulted by this remark. If nothing else, she should have been sobbing for her torn cherry. How could he possibly respect her now? She'd let him fuck her!
But something told Tanya that her mother's old morality was sadly outdated now. Women had rights! Men respected them in other ways. Virgins might be all right for the church, but not for life in general.
"Baby, for a virgin, you sure knew all the right moves," Jack said, smiling down at her while smoothing his fingers over her cheeks.
"It just felt natural," Tanya said, lowering her gaze and blushing.
"Yeah, yeah. We got to get together real soon again. But I guess I'd better be taking you home." Jack bent down and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Slowly, he pulled his softening cock from her cunt. It slipped free of her puckered cuntlips with a squishy pop that made Tanya shiver.
"I have to?" she asked reluctantly, watching Jack fumble around the living room.
"Yeah. Like you said before, your old lady's gonna be real mad as it is!"
Tanya sighed. He wouldn't let her go until he'd finished plugging her with his dick. But now he'd finally satisfied himself and was anxious to get her out of the house before she became too inconvenient. Pouting, the young girl reluctantly pulled herself upright and started to search for her clothes.
"Hey! What's the problem? C'mon, I'm not tryin' to get rid of you," Jack said, guessing at her reasons for the long face.
Tanya said nothing, picking up her shorts and staring at them. Oh, God, what had happened this evening? When she pulled them on this morning, Tanya had had no idea that she'd lose her virginity today!
"God!" she sobbed, covering her face with the briefs.
"Hey, c'mon. Take a shower. We'll shower together!"
Tanya wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded her head in agreement.
"And maybe we'll have a couple of drinks to cheer you up," he continued.
Tanya smiled, walking arm in arm with the young athlete through the living room, down the darkened hall, and into the bathroom. There they showered, Jack nearly fucking Tanya while he was soaping down her body. The young woman became excited once more, her nipples growing stiff and dark red as her pussy grew hot and bothered under the light pressure of the athlete's roaming fingers.
But Tanya started thinking about her stern mother, and about what she would say when she returned. No, no, she was late already. She couldn't let him try anything. Besides, the young teenager had to think about what had just happened to her. It was pleasant, yes. But now Tanya was starting to have guilt feelings about the fucking. What would Jack tell the others, if anything? Would her girlfriends now steal looks at her and giggle, knowing what kind of sexual hellcat she'd turned into?
Stepping from the shower stall, Tanya dabbed her lithe body dry as Jack finished washing up.
"Oh, God," Tanya repeated, more softly now. She glanced down at the soft blonde fur covering her cuntal mound.
She was a woman now. The big man humming softly to himself in the shower stall behind her had stabbed his strong cock into her pussy. Of course, her mother didn't have to know. But how could she look at herself in the mirror now, a fallen woman?
"Maybe in a couple of days we will study again," Jack shouted. Tanya smiled and finished drying off.
CHAPTER THREE
Tanya didn't feel very good. She held her stomach and stared straight ahead. Her head pounded mercilessly while her stomach felt as if it was on fire. She folded her trembling fingers together, breathing deeply. Tanya felt as if her entire body was vibrating with a sense of nausea that hung over her like a threatening thundercloud.
Her mother had been absolutely furious with her when she'd returned drunk that evening. Jack and she had celebrated their wild tryst a little too grandly, having drunk many cans of beer and even some of his father's private stock of Scotch. Something bad had happened of that Tanya's mother had been sure.
She had been suspicious of her daughter's rampant actions for the past several months, although Tanya had of course done nothing, until now. Yet she'd caught her daughter drinking more than once. Being a Fundamentalist in religious matters, the woman began to despair of how her daughter would end up, someday.
It was with this frame of mind that she and Tanya finally came to the tall, gray stone wall surrounding the acres of land on which Harrington Manor stood. The mansion itself was a real castle, transported over one hundred years ago brick by brick from Spain. It was huge and awesome looking, its lookout towers staring bleakly over the surrounding countryside. The walls were studded with nails and jagged shards of glass that glinted in the afternoon sun.
Tanya was suddenly sorry she'd given in to her mother so easily. When the older woman demanded that her daughter seek professional help, Tanya was too horrified and guilt ridden to fight back. How could she tell her mother what had happened? The trembling blonde teen suspected that her mother knew, somehow. And the drinking? It had become a problem, something that had worried Tanya.
But, Harrington Manor?
The blonde shuddered when she remembered the stories she had heard about the place. There were stories from those who had returned, tales that could easily fill horror books. Of course, parents and friends discounted them as mere ravings of once sick people. Only a few believed them, and they were thought of as batty too.
"It's for the best, Tanya," her mother said as she stopped the car, rolled down the window, and pressed a small black button on a post near the big iron gate.
"Yes?" a female voice crackled over a hidden speaker.
"Mrs. Granger, with her daughter."
There was a clicking sound, followed by a loud buzz. The gate opened, and the blonde teen felt her heart fluttering, then sinking to her feet as the car drove through the gate and up to the forbidding looking castle.
"It's so ... "
Tanya couldn't finish the sentence. In spite of her growing anxiety, the girl was fascinated. The castle was supposed to date from the fourteenth century. She marveled at the vast amount of time and money it must have cost to have these massive stones transported across the Atlantic to this remote place.
The car ground to a halt just inside the wall. Attendants rushed to the vehicle and opened the door, helping Tanya and her mother out. She brushed back her hair, looking helplessly at her mother. Oh, God, this was all wrong! These men standing around, staring at her blankly, their white uniforms gleaming in the bright afternoon sun, it was all something from a bad dream! She wasn't a mentally ill person! Why was her mother doing this to her?
The girl shook off her fears. No, she couldn't let them see how terrified she really was. Maybe if she acted normal, they wouldn't do anything to her! Maybe they'd even let her go! Mustering her courage, the young woman marched up the wide stone steps leading to the enormous wooden front door. When she reached the top step, more attendants flanked her, pushing open the door and stepping back as Tanya and her mother walked inside.
There was a stinky aroma of disinfectant wafting to her nose as they stepped into the vault like main hall. She felt intimidated by the quiet, the almost dingy darkness shrouding her and her mother as they walked over the highly polished, tiled floor to the main office.
And then she saw the older woman-, Dr. Sylvia Barringer, who, it was said, enjoyed working with young people that had particularly difficult emotional and alcoholic problems. Her compassion was a legend among parents, although stories from those who had endured the Barringer cure were somewhat macabre.
"In here," Dr. Barringer said softly, her eyes narrowing as she studied Tanya.
The girl had heard the woman had not only a medical degree, but was also a psychiatrist. State credentialed and highly approved, Dr. Barringer had often appeared on talk shows, telling of her cure center and of the high degree of success she had with young people. Grateful parents always sang praises as they picked up their so-called cured children.
On the outside, the good doctor appeared to be a compassionate, highly intelligent young woman who had devoted her life to helping troubled young people, but on the inside . . .
"Ah, you're shaking! Well, that's to be expected," the tall woman said, closing the door behind her and moving behind her desk.
Tanya and her mother sat down, uneasily. The young woman reflected that this cure must be costing her mother a fortune, money they didn't really have.
"How long will Tanya be here?" her mother asked after a protracted silence.
"Mmmmm, that's difficult to say."
Tanya examined the doctor. She was tall and pale-skinned, with a magnificent head of long blonde hair that was pinned tightly to her skull. With piercing, dark blue eyes, the good doctor reminded the teenager of stories about German women who ran concentration camps.
"But-"
"I think several weeks will be fine. Now, if you don't mind, I'll begin with Tanya's therapy immediately. We find that prolonged goodbyes simply increase anxiety for both parties. There'll be time for rejoicing when your daughter is cured."
Doctor Barringer slipped one hand under Tanya's mother's right arm and raised her gently from the chair, guiding her out of the office.
"The bookkeeper down the hall will explain payment procedures. If there are any problems, we can work out some kind of plan," she said, closing the door and turning toward Tanya. "Now, young lady, it appears you have a drinking problem, according to your mother, that is. Good, no drugs," Dr. Barringer said, quickly leafing through a report. "Pregnant? Abortion?"
"NO!" Tanya cried furiously. How dare this stranger ask her a question like that, and so bluntly!
"My, spirit! Good! Come, follow me," she said, laying the manila folder carefully on her desk. "I'm going to give you your first treatment right away. I promise you'll feel better after it."
The doctor was so business-like that Tanya actually felt some of her former anxiety fading away, maybe those stories were just fantasies. She wasn't really an alcoholic. In a few days Dr. Barringer would see that and let her go. Her mother will be spared spending a small fortune, and Tanya would have Jack once more, of that the girl was certain.
The young girl rose and followed Dr. Barringer down the long corridor. In a moment she found herself outdoors. Squinting and shading her eyes, she realized that Sylvia Barringer had stopped and was looking up at two very tall, rounded towers.
"Do you remember your medieval history?" the doctor asked as they began walking toward the right tower.
"No." Tanya felt thirsty. The hot sun was drying her out. Then the girl realized that she wanted a drink. Oh, God, maybe she was in the right place! At her age, a drinking problem!
"That's a pity. This used to be the wall of defense. It's a kind of courtyard inside the inner fort. Several of the larger stones were lost, so this part of the castle's slightly modified. Watch your step. There's still some restoration going on. The state's very generous," the woman said, smiling strangely.
"That's the keep," Sylvia said after a pause, pointing to the tower toward which they were heading.
"What?" Tanya's curiosity was sparked. "The most heavily fortified building in the castle. It'll house four hundred men and women in the future. From those slits in the walls, the people of the castle used to shoot at the enemy. Fascinating?"
Tanya had to admit that it was. She thought of those days when knights and their ladies roamed these grounds. How graceful, how wonderful it must have been!
"Come with me."
Sylvia took a large metal key ring from her belt and opened the door to the keep, motioning Tanya inside. The girl followed obediently, not wishing to offend her keeper.
Once inside, the young girl felt her original anxiety return. She walked carefully down a circular flight of stone steps and wound up in a large wood paneled room. Looking around, the young woman felt her flesh crawl.
Large, frightening instruments hung from stakes. In the center of the room was a large wooden keg, with a small brass faucet sticking from one end.
This was unbelievable! She felt as if she'd stepped into the past! If her mother could see this place, she would have taken her daughter away from it immediately! Oh, my God, what kind of warped person ran this joint?
"Come on, don't be afraid. Most newly arrived patients have some kind of anxiety when they come here. But you're not like most of them, Tanya."
The young woman wasn't sure if she enjoyed this confidential tone of voice the doctor was suddenly using.
"Now, just remove your clothes and we'll begin."
Tanya felt almost hypnotized by the older woman. Maybe if she did just as asked, things would go better for her. They certainly couldn't be going much worse!
Keeping her eyes on the doctor, Tanya slowly removed her clothing, thinking about how excited she'd felt when Jack had slipped off her blouse and shorts. Now she was disrobing for what she guessed was some kind of examination by the doctor.
Slipping her bra and panties off, the young woman stood naked, trembling slightly in the large room. Sylvia stretched out one hand, taking Tanya by the wrist and pulling her over to a horizontal board at one end of the room. In the darkness, the blonde teen at first couldn't make out where she was being led.
Then, very quickly, the doctor raised the top panel of the board and thrust the girl's arms against the semi-circular holes carved into the bottom half of this device. With a sharp report, the top half slammed down, trapping the girl's hands. In a flash, Tanya realized that she'd been tricked into placing her arms in an old-fashioned wooden stock. The girl struggled uselessly. She felt panic rising in her body.
"Oh, God! Those stories . . .they're true!"
Tanya's eyes widened as she pushed her ass back and tried to yank her arms free. It was hopeless. The locks held her fast.
"What's true, dear?"
"Oh, stop it! Let me go! Don't hurt me!" the girl wailed, twisting her head and looking pleadingly at the doctor. Tears started to stream down her cheeks. Her tits jiggled with each of her sobs.
"Your mother brought you here for a cure. She's paying dearly for your conversion, and we must satisfy her. I'll agree you're not nearly as bad as some of the patients who've come here, but still you have a problem."
As she talked, Sylvia pushed a tall wooden stool toward Tanya.
"I suggest you sit down, Tanya. You'll be more comfortable this way.
The stool slammed against her ankle, causing the girl some pain. Fear peaked, making Tanya scream and pull at the holds more strongly. But nothing happened. Her bare ass cheeks jiggled and bounced as she struggled uselessly.
Sylvia folded her arms and sighed. "They all start out the way you do . . . struggling, trying to get back their old ways of life. We don't let that happen here. You've gotten used to mistreating your body, your mind, your own family and friends. You've been sent here because you're a social misfit. It's my job to change that."
Tanya found it more and more difficult for her to catch her breath. Dr. Barringer was removing her own clothing, her eyes still riveted to Tanya's naked, twisting body. The young girl was covered with sweat. Twisting her head around, she saw the older woman disrobing.
"What are you doing?" Tanya asked, her heart pounding so hard that she thought it would burst.
"This is the way we start with young girls."
Sylvia seemed to change shape before Tanya's startled eyes. The older woman stripped down to nothing, carefully laying her clothes on a nearby chair. For a woman of about thirty-five, the tall, regal looking blonde was magnificently shaped. There were no ugly stretch marks, no hints of globular fat padding her smooth, white skin. Her firm, pendulous tits wobbled slightly as she walked to a metal chest, flipped open the top, and started pulling out various articles of strange clothing.
"These are the things you'll see many of us wearing around here when the general public isn't nearby."
In spite of her growing terror, the young blonde teenager watched with fascination as Sylvia Barringer began dressing in her costume for a costume it was! She had never dreamed that people, real people wore clothes like these!
A harness like device of black leather studded with brightly polished metal spikes separated her tits, looping around the doctor's sides and hooking somewhere just under the woman's shoulder blades. Pulled tightly, the harness forced Sylvia's tits to protrude even farther.
Underneath her tits, the older woman wound black leather bands around her ribs. These were attached to a kind of leather collar, by a thin strand of metal wire.
Reaching into the chest, she pulled out a pair of long black boots and slipped them on, up to her knees. Tanya watched as if she was drugged. Her terror seemed to be draining her of her free will.
Finishing her dressing, the good doctor slammed the chest shut with a loud bang and turned around to face the helpless teenager.
"You've done everything you could to humiliate your mother," she said in a high-pitched, angry voice.
"No, no, it's not true! I swear it!" Tanya cried, her scalp crinkling up with terror. The way Sylvia stood, the menacing way she looked, made the blonde girl tremble. She felt her knees buckling, and she sat on the chair that was pushed against her ankles.
"You're a virgin, then?"
Tanya bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes.
"Come on. I can find out in a second, and I assure you that the probing would be unpleasant," Sylvia said, tapping her toes on the cement floor.
"Yes . . . no, no! But I swear, I've only been with one," Tanya said in a hurry, feeling her face burning with shame.
"Yes, yes, I believe you," Sylvia said after examining her victim closely. "I don't think you've yet mastered the art of lying, at least about fucking. You do enjoy a hot fuck, don't you?"
Tanya blushed even more than before.
"You've got no right" she started to say in a low voice.
"I have every right here!" Sylvia countered loudly, bending down and attaching a long black hose to the faucet of the barrel nearby. A long steel nozzle was at the other end of the hose, reminding Tanya of an enema hose.
"But . . . you're not going to hurt me, are you?" the girl whimpered, watching the doctor with growing terror. She tried pulling her hands from the stock, but chafed her wrists even more.
"I do anything I choose here ... of course, all to help you," Sylvia said, checking the hose and appearing satisfied.
"Now, one more thing and we'll be ready," Sylvia said, pulling out a long metal dildo from the chest and holding it in front of the young woman. "You say you've been fucked only once. We'll see what kind of tight little girl you are!"
With a hard slap, the doctor forced Tanya off of the stool. The blonde cried out, pitching forward, slipping on the cold floor while Sylvia pulled the stool to one side and strapped the eight-inch dildo to the top of it.
"Now, since you've chosen to drink too much, we'll cure you with the same drink. There's beer in that barrel, real, very strong beer. It can make a person very drunk in a short period of time. Beside this, we're going to give you all the sex you want, too much of it, in fact. Your mother was worried that you've been whoring around. I don't think so, but I can see a certain glint in your eyes, Tanya. That glint tells me everything. I think I can take it from you. I'm certainly going to try."
"You're crazy!" Tanya gasped, her eyes focused on the metal dildo sticking straight up from the stool.
"No, you are. I never bothered my mother and father the way you have," the doctor said coldly.
"No, it's just the way my mother is," Tanya pleaded, feeling her life endangered now in the manor.
"That's a matter of opinion," Sylvia said, shrugging, then shoving the metal nozzle up the young woman's ass without warning.
"AIEEEEE! Oh, take it out! it hurts!" she cried, her lush buttocks jiggling as she moved around as best she could.
But Sylvia didn't listen, or even care to listen. As the blonde teen screamed and wailed loudly, the doctor shoved the tube in farther. Tanya felt her ass muscles clenching instinctively around the invading nozzle. Oh, God, what would her mother say if she could witness this? The old woman was probably thanking God that her daughter was in good hands, while she was being tortured in this dungeon!
"Do you want to drink now? Do you want to fuck?" Sylvia asked, laughing. She reached down and sliding a black leather belt around the girl's waist. One of the several straps hanging from it passed through Tanya's deep asscrack. Finally Sylvia secured the enema nozzle in place, tugging one of the straps around and securing it so that it slipped into the girl's pussy crack.
"I see I was right about that glint in your eyes. You're hot, aren't you? You're screaming about the pain, but you want more of it!"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Tanya cried. But it was true. Something about this place, this woman, these instruments dangling from the wall, excited her! She could feel her cuntal juices seeping out of her snatch, wetting down the leather strap that bit into her pussy flesh.
Oh, God, what would happen to her in this foul place? It wasn't a sanitarium as her mother had thought!
It was a hell house, staffed with sadists who preyed on helpless young women!
CHAPTER FOUR
"You ever have sex with a woman?" Sylvia asked, reaching over and turning on the faucet of the barrel.
As she did so, Tanya smelled the woman's aroused pussy. Oh, God, this so-called doctor was a lesbian! She was going to be forced to commit some unnatural act with this . . . thing "No," she gasped, holding her breath as she saw the doctor move the stool with the dildo closer to her pussy.
"Too bad. Still, I enjoy watching a novice discover the joys of pussy eating," Sylvia said, positioning the stool under Tanya's tight little ass.
The girl panicked, raising her buttocks, trying desperately not to let the doctor impale her pussy on that ugly metal cock. But Dr. Barringer was too strong for her to fight. She felt Sylvia's hand moving the strap to one side, exposing her heated pussy.
The young woman shook her head, trying to clear it of the perverse thoughts running through it. What was happening to her? Why was she growing more and more excited under this sadistic woman's handling? She was actually enjoying it, almost encouraging this woman's torture.
"There!"
Tanya felt the cold steel cock spreading her cuntlips widely apart, pushing past the tight mouth of her hot pussy and touching the sensitive red area between her inner and outer labes.
"Uhhhhh!"
The blonde teenager shivered, her shoulders shaking as the cold metal kept irritating her snatch. She tried rising up once more, her knees shaking and her wrists chafing against the wood. But Sylvia continued to shove down on the young girl's shoulders, forcing her down farther onto the dildo.
Tanya felt waves of unspeakable humiliation rush through her. She tried ignoring the intensely hot, tight feeling growing in her pussy.
But it couldn't be denied! She was responding positively to this woman, and to what was happening to her. The girl could feel her pussy cream wetting down her thighs, drooling down the inside of her knees toward her ankles.
"You enjoy this, don't you, Tanya?"
"No, no! Oh, God, no!" the girl wailed unconvincingly. She closed her eyes and fought the delicious shivery hot chills shooting up and down her spine. She hunched forward, drawing her knees together and rubbing her thighs up and down over the long, thick metal rod pushing deeper up into her cunt.
"You lie!" the woman barked, snapping her right hand back and slapping the young blonde across the face.
Tanya cried out sharply, the sting of the doctor's fingers burning her cheek. Her body jerked, twisting to one side. That motion only increased the hot sensation of the metal cock ramming up into her cunt. Tanya sucked in a deep breath, her ass cheeks jiggling with the force of Sylvia's blow, and with the force of the spasms racking her hot, tight cunt.
"Now, enjoy yourself, Tanya. Enjoy yourself the way you've been enjoying yourself."
"Oh, God, I've never done anything like this, I swear it!" Tanya cried, biting her lower lip until she could taste blood.
This was wrong, oh, so wrong! What she and Jack had done was something natural, something beautiful. But here, in this hideous torture room, nothing was natural! Sylvia's very body mocked the natural. "A first, then. Remember," the woman continued, her eyes narrowing, "the more you bounce up and down on the dildo, the better chance you have of seriously hurting yourself."
Tanya thought she could detect a slight slurping sound at the sentence.
"The harder you fight us, the more painful the enema will be. In the meantime honey, you're going to pay for any pleasure. Eat me." The woman's voice was cold and domineering.
Tanya's eyes widened. She had been expecting something like this, especially after getting a wiff of the doctor's naked, glistening cunt a few seconds ago. There could be no doubt that Sylvia Barringer was highly aroused by the sight of Tanya trapped in the stock, and forced to submit to the enema shoved up her ass. Yet, expecting a horror and actually going through it were two different things!
"Oh, God, no! Please! I'll do anything but that!"
The young girl opened her eyes and stared at the dark slit inches in front of her. The blonde cuntal curls were wet with the pussy oil seeping from the doctor's long, hot cunt.
The sensation of the powerful beer oozing into her intestines via the enema, and the resulting gradual intoxication, was not only calming her down but actually arousing her. As much as the thought of eating out Sylvia Barringer appalled her, Tanya was surprised that she could mentally see herself performing the abnormal act without screaming now.
Sylvia saw the change in the young woman in front of her and smiled. She reached down and spread her dark-red, thickly fringed outer labes with her long fingers. Tanya watched with fascination as more wet, dark pink folds of the older woman's snatch were revealed.
"Eat," the woman repeated in a thick voice.
Gingerly, the woman leaned forward. The heady odor of Sylvia's steaming cunt was almost overpowering. Tanya wrinkled up her nose, thinking twice about performing the lewd act. Sylvia reached down and slapped the reluctant young woman hard across the back of her head. Tanya cried out, then bent farther forward.
She almost sneezed as the doctor's pussy hairs tickled the inside of her nostrils. Flicking her tongue out, she made delicate contact with Sylvia's hot pussy flesh. Some of the juices rolled out onto her tongue. Above her, she heard Dr. Barringer groan low, and saw the woman's body sway back and forth.
"There, that's right, honey! Right there!" the older woman groaned.
As the beer kept making the young woman drunker, Tanya started to feel a strange jolt of joy taking over her body. The whole thing was bizarre, crazy! She couldn't imagine getting off on this strange sort of thing. She was tied down, her asshole stuffed with beer, a metal cock shoved up her pussy, and her tongue wiggling around in a strange woman's cunt! This was the sort of thing dirty jokes were made of, she knew.
"Ummmmm!" Sylvia cried, reaching down and running her fingers through Tanya's long blonde hair while clenching her thigh muscles together.
Tanya was becoming more and more intoxicated and aroused.
"Tell me you don't like it now, you little slut!" Sylvia cried, her fingers curling through strands of the blonde teenager's hair and tugging at them. Her thighs started to move back and forth, up and down, while Tanya's tongue flicked in and out of the doctor's pussy with regularity.
The young teenager felt a strange combination of emotions tearing at her. The thought that she was actually eating a woman's cunt like this, sickened her. Lesbian activity was something to laugh at, or turn from. But here, she was actually feeling her pussy responding shamefully to what she was doing!
Additionally, the steel dildo pressing against the warm, sticky inside of her cunt aroused her even further. The young woman was moving her body from side to side, riding that stick like a horse on a merry-go-round. And there was still that steel-tipped enema shoved up her ass, spurting a tiny, steady stream of high-powered beer.
Then, suddenly, Sylvia reached over and turned the spigot off. Tanya sighed with relief. The pressure in her intestines and belly was becoming so great that she was starting to feel cramps.
"There, you little bitch slut! There!" Sylvia whispered excitedly.
As the doctor's arousal became higher, Tanya's tongue flicked out more frenziedly. The musty odor of the older woman's snatch triggered the blonde teen's own pussy juices. The girl felt her lust building to an enormous level, blotting out the pain and shame she'd felt earlier.
"Ummmmm."
Sylvia's pussy oil flowed from her hot cunt, wetting down the cheeks of the blonde teen. Tanya felt more of the beer oozing back out from her buttocks, wetting down her thighs. It felt as if she was pissing uncontrollably, or taking a shit.
The young woman squirmed all over the metal dildo, hearing the slurping sounds of her wet cunt flesh rubbing against the slick, smooth sides of the metal cock. Her feet banged nervously against the cement floor.
Slowly, the girl developed an erotic rhythm. As the steel dildo kept arousing her itchy pussy, Tanya bounced up and down harder and harder. She didn't care if she was causing any serious injury to her cunt. She didn't care if, later on, the thoughts of what she'd done would pound her into the dirt with shame and guilt.
The beer, her sense of fear and helplessness and, over all, Sylvia's sadism, swept the young blonde teenager away in a wave of lust.
"Oh yes, yesssss!" Sylvia hissed.
"Mmmmmmm," Tanya echoed.
The doctor's juices oozed freely from her cunt now, coating the girl's cheeks and chin. The more she ate out Sylvia's pussy, the more excited and high she became. Oh, how good it was to get into the spirit of things! This she would enjoy doing, at least until she could figure out a way to escape from this hell-hole.
"UNNNGHHH! FUCK!"
Sylvia's motions became jerky now. The doctor's rising excitement passed on to Tanya. The girl could feel her blood boiling in her veins. Her ears thudded with her rapid pulse. Opening her eyes, she saw the furry, dark red, juicy cunt throbbing in front of her like a festering wound. Juices trickled from the velvety lining of the older woman's snatch and oozed through her wiry cunt hairs. The girl's mouth made wet, sucking noises as she drank deeply.
Tanya was practicing now with her tongue, watching closely to see what happened when she flicked first one way, then the other. As she slid up and down over the metal dick, Tanya flicked her tongue against Sylvia's clit. The doctor let out a sharp cry, her back stiffening and her head snapping back. Tanya brought her tongue down again and stuck it deep into the doctor's hot hole. She slurped up the juices, then pressed forward harder and covered the woman's pussy with her mouth.
"Oh, God! UNNNNGHHHHH!" Sylvia cried, her legs quivering and snapping together.
Tanya kept up her steady rising and falling over the dildo while eating out the older woman's cunt. She was glad that the doctor was nearing her peak. The girl could feel her snatch starting to grow hot and tight, signs of her coming orgasm.
"NOOWWWW!"
Tanya moaned into Sylvia's cunt. The mouth music made vibrations that drove the doctor crazy. Her pussy was ready . . . ready to spasm, ready to clamp down as her tongue fucked the older woman's pussy like a small, narrow dick.
"OHHH!" the girl cried into the doctor's cunt once more.
Sylvia screamed, pulling her hand jerkily up to her face and digging her fingernails into her cheek. The vibrations were pushing her slowly over the edge. Opening her eyes, the doctor peered down at the helpless Tanya and smiled wearily. Then her smile changed to an expression almost like pain.
"CUMMMMMMM!'' Sylvia cried, her body snapping from side to side in her climactic lust.
Tanya was driven mad by her own lust. She bobbed up and down on the steel spike, her tits bouncing, jiggling, rolling together and falling apart from the sheer force of her fucking. As she rode the metal rod, the young teenager pressed her mouth even more tightly to Sylvia's hairy cunthole. She sucked hard, drawing her clit between the small gap in her front teeth. As Sylvia came, Tanya could feel her own orgasm erupting slowly in the pit of her belly.
"AHHHHH!"
Tanya moaned wildly into the doctor's hot cunt. The teenager could feel Sylvia's pussy trembling under her oral manipulations, could feel the woman's pussy muscles contracting, relaxing, then contracting again, trying to grab hold of a non-existent cock, but all her hot cunt lips caught was the teen's tongue.
"Suck it! Suck it!" the doctor cried.
Tanya moaned passionately. She squealed, bouncing up and down crazily, wishing that she could pierce her body with that metal cock spearing into her cunt. Her orgasm peaked, making her feel as though lightning had struck her pussy. She quivered in that weird state, feeling the wild ecstasy of that strange cum spark through her whole being.
The women groaned and twisted for several more minutes, their orgasms coming tantalizingly slow. There were no men to carefully work their cocks in and out of their cuntholes, making their climaxes more powerful but also complete more quickly.
Tanya felt her pussy clenching, grabbing onto the metal dick, actually trying to suck it in deeper. How ridiculous! She almost wished she could laugh. Why should she want to have that thing in her? Oh, God, why had she turned on so violently to this kind of strange torture?
As her orgasm died, the guilt and shame of it all returned to the young woman. Tanya squeezed her asshole muscles around the enema nozzle and felt another shock of pleasure radiate up from her butt to her cunt. What kind of person was she becoming? Having lost her virginity only a few days ago, she was practicing things that whores on Hollywood Boulevard might shy away from!
Sylvia slid off her stool. Tanya was panting from the pain, shame and guilt now plaguing her.
"So, you've shown yourself not to be quite the virgin you thought you were. That's good! Self-realization is very important in today's world," Sylvia said in a matter-of-fact tone. She examined herself, raised her eyebrows, then moved behind Tanya. With a sharp movement, the older woman jerked the enema from her asshole.
"Ohhhhhh!" the girl cried with a deep moan. Sylvia continued telling her how important this therapy was and that, no matter how odd it might strike her, all was for the best. With that, the doctor opened the wooden stock and let the young girl pull her hands from the holes.
"Feel better?"
Tanya lowered her eyes, wiping the cunt juice from her lips. How could this woman ask such a question after having forced her to commit this filthy act? It was awful, just terrible! She felt lower than the roaches scurrying across the cement floor. Could she ever be able to look at herself in the mirror again?
"Why don't you clean up?" Sylvia suggested, pointing toward a small door at one end of the room.
Tanya raced for it, slamming the door behind her and leaning heavily against it. To get away from that mad woman, if only for an instant, was a relief. She closed her eyes and cried, the tears flowing freely down her cheeks.
What kind of horror had her mother committed her to? Oh, God, there had to be some way to escape from this madhouse. Pushing herself from the door, Tanya turned on the spigots attached to the cracked porcelain washbasin, and cleaned up as best she could. The musty odor of the castle was strong in here. The rusty pipes, the stained mirror above the basin, everything reflected the overpowering dreariness of most of the rooms in this area.
"Oh, God! God, my God!" Tanya cried softly, bracing herself against the basin. She had to hurry up. She could hear Sylvia barking at her from the other room. God only knows what that crazy woman would do to her if she didn't obey!
"Good. Now we'll get you some clothes and show you your room. You'll find various books in there to read . . . books that should provide inspiration for overcoming your drinking problem," the woman said when Tanya finally returned.
Sylvia continued to talk in a motherly fashion. She'd put on her reception dress once more, having ditched the more exotic equipment while Tanya was washing up. They walked from the room, the young woman holding her clothes to her tits and cunt as they re-entered the brilliantly sunlit courtyard.
Tanya kept expecting to see other people. But with the exception of one male guard who quickly ducked into a doorway when he saw Sylvia march by, there was no one.
"Everyone's in therapy," Sylvia said, guessing what was on the young woman's mind.
"Like mine?"
Sylvia paused, her face twisting into a cruel smile.
"Yes, something like that. Now, through this doorway," the doctor said, pointing at a dark hole to the right of the entrance back into the reception area.
The two of them walked into a utility room, where a dowdy, fat matron gave Tanya a coarse woolen dress. In another room, she changed, her fine clothes being taken from her and shoved into a paper sack.
"You'll get them when you leave," the matron said without emotion.
If I leave, the girl mentally corrected the woman, watching as the two women tagged the sack and stuffed it beside many others. She was conducted back into the courtyard, then guided to another section of the castle.
"What's this?" Tanya asked as Sylvia reached forward and unlocked a broad oak door. Peering in, the young woman saw rows of green metal doors with small slots at the tops. It was like some sick scene from a prison movie!
"Your meditation area," Sylvia said calmly, pushing Tanya forward.
The girl marched slowly, feeling terror dragging her toward the floor. From various cells she could hear sobbing, moaning, the harsh sounds of pain and despair. The young woman drew her hands up and rubbed her upper arms.
Sanitarium? She could have laughed!
"This is yours," Sylvia said, stopping in front of a door and reaching for her large ring of keys.
Tanya felt a rush of panicky despair. No, no! She couldn't go inside! She'd never get out alive! They'd make up some story about her death!
"NO!" the girl cried loudly, stiffening both arms and punching the doctor hard in the belly.
Sylvia's eyes popped out, her hands reaching for the injured area as she staggered back.
"Guards!" the woman managed to cry out before stumbling over her own feet and falling to the floor.
Tanya screamed, rushing blindly forward. She had no plan, no idea of where to run for safety. She rushed from the confinement area like a crazed animal, stopping in the courtyard and looking wildly around. Which door led to the administration area? How could she get out?
"There she is!" a cry came from somewhere nearby.
Tanya screamed again. Where there had once been no one, now there seemed to be hundreds, thousands of men rushing toward her. The young woman cried out and started flailing wildly at her tormentors as they grabbed for her.
"Take her back into her room," Sylvia said after two hefty male guards in white uniforms managed to pin the girl to the ground. Sylvia was still holding her stomach. "We'll have to work on this one. I thought she'd be more obedient than this."
The words made Tanya shiver. What a stupid error she'd made! What little compassion she could have gotten from Dr. Barringer had now evaporated into thin air!
CHAPTER FIVE
Several days had passed since the young blonde teenager had seen anyone. She sat in the small four-by-eight room, curled up like a kitten on her tiny cot, staring at the bleached white concrete wall in front of her.
Occasionally the sounds of shuffling feet outside her door filtered through the slot. Then there were the scraping sounds of her metal food tray slipping through the opening at the bottom of the door.
Occasionally Tanya also heard someone cry out.
Another one of Sylvia's victims? But the cries were quickly stifled.
At these times Tanya thought of her mother, of Jack, of her small bed at home and how safe and warm she'd be in it right now, if her mother hadn't consigned her to this crazy place!
It was at times like these the young woman laid her head on her knees and sobbed quietly with despair.
"Ohhhh," the girl cried, wiping the tears from her cheeks. Why didn't someone come and speak to her? She wasn't some horrible leper! Rushing suddenly to the door, Tanya pounded on the green metal with both fists. "Dammit! Let me go! Oh, God, let me go!"
The girl kept hammering away at the metal door until her fists throbbed with pain. With a sob of despair, Tanya sank to the floor, her terror choked off by her cries. Then the blonde teenager heard familiar footsteps ... the footsteps of Sylvia Barringer.
Tanya grabbed at her throat, scooting away from the door, regretting she had said or done anything.
"So, you're getting out of hand again? The few days we put you in solitary haven't helped?" Sylvia asked, having opened the large door to stand in the entrance way.
Tanya shook her head from side to side slowly, her heart beating so hard that she was sure the doctor could hear it. Sylvia was still wearing her civilian clothes. That large metal key ring hung temptingly from the woman's white leather belt.
If only she could get her hands on it, figure out which one was the key to the front door, she could get out of this hideous mental horror show before it destroyed her!
"I'm sorry. It's just that"
"It's just that you're a spoiled little brat, used to having her own way," Syliva interrupted, her voice hardening.
Tanya flinched, certain something was up. She saw the doctor's blue eyes narrowing as a crooked smile crossed her face. Behind Sylvia, the blonde teen spotted two husky male orderlies standing silently, waiting for Dr. Barringer's orders.
Yes, they'd come for her. What would it be this time? Another enema show? Whips?
The girl rubbed her hands up and down her upper arms, wondering how leather would feel slicing into her sensitive white flesh.
"This is a fake! You're a fake!" Tanya dared to scream out.
She realized at once that it was an error to have spoken that way to Sylvia. She saw the older woman stiffen, the crooked smile quickly disappearing from her lips. The doctor's face seemed to turn dark as she stepped into the tiny cell.
For her smart assed remark, the young woman received a sharp, brutal slap across her face. Tanya screamed, her head snapping to the left as the girl sprawled sideways on the floor. Sylvia moved forward quickly, shoving one foot into Tanya's side, jerking it up, then kicking down once more, hard.
"Unnnghh!" Tanya grunted, feeling the air being knocked out of her lungs. The sharp jolt of pain made her gasp.
"Slut, little, stupid slut, to think you could have successfully escaped from here!"
"I'll get away from here! I swear it, I will!" Tanya moaned, holding the injured side of her body.
Sylvia dug the tip of her boot into the girl's belly and slowly moved it up and down. "You stupid little girl. You've been used to having everything your way. Now that you've got to buckle down and straighten yourself out, you can't! That's why your mother sent you here."
Tanya heard the words and kept shaking her head. No, they weren't true! She wasn't that kind of girl! Her mother was wrong to have sent her here, to have thought that she was that kind of woman!
"I'm not, I'm not that kind of . . . ohhh, that's more like you!" the girl cried defiantly.
Sylvia sucked in a deep breath, looking down hard at the blonde teen. Then a small smile crossed her lips. "So, even my little talk hasn't helped here." She paused for a moment to think, then turned around. "Sam, Mike, take Tanya back to the tower."
The blonde let out a yelp as both orderlies walked into her room and scooped her up from the floor as if she was a mere feather. Back to the tower? Memories of the stock, of the beer enema, of Sylvia's hot cunt moving across her face, flashed across her mind.
"No', NO!" the blonde teen screamed, struggling in the strong men's hands as they dragged her from the room and pulled her down the hall. From behind several doors Tanya could hear other women moaning. Had they just returned from that hideous room? Would she be grunting and groaning as they were now, when Sylvia and her friends were through with her?
Tanya finally calmed down, and realized that there was little she could do to prevent the inevitable. The inevitable was Sylvia and her twisted mind doing whatever she pleased to her!
"Oh, God! God!" Tanya cried, biting her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans. She didn't want Sylvia to enjoy this any more than possible. Looking around, the young woman recognized some of the passageways they were walking down. She remembered her feelings of several days ago, a time when she was relatively free.
"Back, aren't we?" Sylvia said as the orderlies shoved the young woman in the large torture room.
Tanya jerked her head around, looking for that familiar barrel. It was gone, although the cabinets and trunk holding the doctor's toys were still around.
"What are you going to do to me?" the blonde teen asked nervously.
"A phrase your mother used several days ago caught my attention. She said you were 'going to the dogs'," Sylvia said, her smile broadening.
At the same time, she gave a silent signal to one of the orderlies. He marched smartly across the floor behind Tanya, moving to a dark wooden door.
"I think your punishment for having tried to get away and for this afternoon should reflect your mother's concern," Sylvia added.
Tanya didn't like the way Sylvia was smiling at her. It reminded her of a cat's grin just before pouncing on a helpless mouse. Going to the dogs? What was so special about that stupid, trite expression? Hundreds of people used it, but she felt certain Sylvia had found a new, horrible definition in it.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of barking. The young woman wheeled around and saw a large black Doberman pinscher advancing toward her. The orderly had admitted the muscular animal from the door to the right.
"OH!" Tanya cried, backing away and covering her tits and throat with her arms and hands. The blonde teenager had an innate terror of animals, especially large, killer dogs, like Dobermans. Tanya felt her heart skip a beat while her scalp crinkled with fear. What was Sylvia going to do? Feed her to this beast?
"I see you're not too friendly with animals. Too bad," Sylvia continued, her smile broadening.
One of the orderlies closed the door, then joined his partner by the entranceway. Both of them stood at attention, their eyes only occasionally shifting to look over at Tanya. In the distance the young woman could hear men and women screaming.
This was a hell-hole, all right, a place where Sylvia brought her patients and beat them.
"Please, get him out of here, please!" Tanya begged, her eyes widening as the Doberman started circling her like a vulture would its prey.
"Oh, no, that's quite impossible. You see, we brought him here for the next phase of your treatment."
"Next phase?" She couldn't believe the words. How was this animal going to fit in?
"Of course. You've got to realize you're nothing but a piece of shit, before we can start rebuilding you into the kind of fine, upstanding woman your mother feels you can be."
Tanya wasn't paying attention to Sylvia anymore. She was turning around slowly, still hugging her body as the animal circled her. His pointed ears were pinned back as his stubby black tail wagged slowly. She watched as his powerful, muscular sides moved in and out, and as his nostrils quivered with excitement.
He was picking up her scent, smelling her! Somehow that thought excited the young woman.
"You're growing interested in our friend? His name's King . . . appropriate, I think, when you take a look at what hangs between his hindquarters."
Tanya's eyes dropped, and she moved back. She saw what the doctor was talking about. Dangling like a tree trunk was a large, funnel shaped object. At the tip she could see something dark red, poking teasingly out of the furry sheath. It was his cock! Why would Sylvia make mention of something so revolting as that? Unless, of course, she had plans for her . . . revolting plans!
"OHH!" The young woman shivered, rubbing her hands up and down her forearms.
"Already that excited, are you?" Sylvia said cynically, snapping her fingers.
The animal's ears pricked up. He jerked his handsome large head around and stared at Sylvia. Letting out a low growl, King turned back to Tanya and started advancing toward her.
"No, no! Take him away!" the girl cried, backing up.
She saw his black, rubbery lips peel back, revealing a double set of white criss-crossed fangs. A shiver went up her back, and made her flesh crawl. Then the animal made a strange, muted growling noise in his throat and darted forward, shoving his nose right between her legs.
"Bad dog! No!" the young woman cried, bringing her open hand downward.
But the big dog ducked away, twisting around and barking threateningly at her. Tanya shrank away, hiding the offending hand between her body and upper arm.
The blonde teen looked around for help. But, of course, there was none. Sylvia had seated herself on a stool, folding her arms loosely across her tits and watching while the orderlies stood at the entranceway. The only change in them had been a noticeable tenting in the crotches of their pants. The men, while appearing disinterested in the proceedings, were obviously excited about what they knew was going to happen to her.
"Go on! Pet him, Tanya," Sylvia said with a grin.
"No, no!" the girl whined.
She turned and started running. Oh, she didn't care where! The young woman felt terror settle over her confused brain. The screaming Tanya was halfway across the room when King was between her legs once more, jumping up and shoving his nose against the underside of her cuntal mound. Tanya screamed, stumbling and nearly falling to the floor. She regained her balance and wheeled around, crouching down and facing the growling animal.
"Get away! GET AWAY FROM MEEEE!" the young woman screamed.
But the Doberman only barked, moving behind her and pushing his head under her coarse woolen dress once more.
"Ohhhh!"
Tanya became oddly giddy and weak when she felt his cold nose pressing against the soft flesh of her legs. The terror was still there. But now, something strange, something oddly reminiscent of sexual lust, shot through her loins.
"Oh, God, please don't!" the girl moaned, falling to her knees. The animal seemed to be all around her now, lapping at her face, her exposed throat, her hands, her legs. She could hear Sylvia laughing in the background. Oh, what was happening to her? Why was she responding so powerfully to this dumb animal?
"Go on, honey. Enjoy it, enjoy it. It's the only thing you're good for, remember?"
The words bit into Tanya's pride. Now she realized what they had in store for her. The young woman had heard dirty jokes about women and animals . . . how old ladies liked to go down on their poodles, and how housewives lay in bed while their husbands were at work so the family pet could lick them off. Now she was going to be the butt of a similar joke!
"No, it's wrong, it's-"
King knocked her down, then braced his paws on her exposed thighs while he nuzzled first one cuntlip, then another. Tanya screamed, twisting her head around, trying to find some spot where she could run. But there was nothing, only Sylvia and the two orderlies calmly watching her degradation.
"No, noooooo," Tanya moaned brokenly. Her cunt ached from the tension of the past few days. It was the tension of fear, the tension of sexual desire awakened in her earlier by Jack.
King growled with excitement, moving his head back and forth, rubbing his furry head against her inner thighs. Ohhh, she'd been completely exposed to this beast! He was going to touch her with his filthy tongue, maybe even do something much worse!
"Good for dogs. Good for them," Sylvia whispered. Her face was twitching while her eyes widened with excitement. The older woman darted a quick glance at the orderlies. Then, when she was certain that they were more interested in Tanya than she, she slipped one hand between her legs and started rubbing her bloated pussylips together. "OHHHHH!"
Tanya tried to ignore the feeling of the dog's tongue pressed against her cunt. But nothing could make her ignore that warm, wet sensation of one rough surface rubbing against another.
"No. Bad dog, no," she whispered.
But now, Tanya wasn't sure if she wanted the big Doberman to leave or not. He was the only thing around here recently that had treated her halfway decently. King saw her defenses weakening and pushed forward.
Tanya once more swore she wasn't going to let herself get laid by a dog. No, she'd rather have him tear out her throat than have to face herself with the awful knowledge of having submitted to this kind of sexual perversion.
"Yes, yes!" Sylvia hissed, watching the young blonde's gradual and steady submission to the animal. The doctor moved her fingers steadily over her own plump cuntlips, working them together, milking the creamy foam out from the depths of her snatch, sticking one, then two fingers into her tight hole while watching Tanya twist under the Doberman's licking.
"Ohhhh!"
Tanya couldn't believe what she was doing. Already she was moving her thighs suggestively back and forth, squeezing her plump ass cheeks together and hunching her drooling pussy up to the animal. And now she was working her dress up past her waist, until she had it wrapped like a rope up above her big tits. The girl could feel the cool air in the dungeon brushing against her full tits.
Yes, she was trying to make herself naked for the Doberman, embracing him like a lover!
"Slut, slut," Sylvia murmured, her eyes glowing with an unnatural fire.
"Mmmmmmm!" Tanya responded hotly. When she rocked her thighs, the buttery heat spread across her pussy. The young woman could feel her frothy juices ooze from her slit, dotting the blonde tight curls of her snatch with that hot dew.
Her breathing had become shallow and uneven. Working her ass more frantically back and forth, she tossed her head around on the floor.
Now the young woman knew what she wanted the animal to do to her. But could she allow such an awful thing? Could she ever look at herself in the mirror again without wanting to end her life?
"No, noooooo."
Tanya sat up. She was dizzy, drunk with a terrible, sick lust. She felt her knees trembling, felt the velvety wetness of her pussy exposed to the big, growling animal. A glance forward told her that King was sexually aroused. His red, knobby dick had slipped past the furry sheath between his hind legs. He rolled his large, dark-brown eyes up and stared at her, then moved back down to her pussy.
Tanya's shoulders shivered, and she fell back onto the floor. The animal stuck his nose at her hot cunt once more. He was wiggling his strong body back and forth as he stood above her.
Tanya felt petrified. The first touch of his tongue had made her stomach turn over with fear and revulsion. But now she wasn't striking at him, or screaming at the animal.
"Ohhhh! Oh, my God!"
It was unreal! It was as if she was living through a nightmare. She was actually opening her cunt to him! King saw her growing excitement and started to go wild. His broad pink tongue slopped over her inner thighs. Each lick brought more juice from her pussy.'
It was a wonderful, lovely kind of friction. She heard her cuntlips unstick and peel back as her knees sagged apart. King moved forward and started dragging his tongue over her outer labes, wetting down the young girl's cuntal hairs with his spit.
"Oh, oh, OHHHH!"
Tanya rolled her head from side to side. She felt him nuzzling his black snout between her puffy cuntlips almost tenderly. In a flash of realization, the blonde teen sensed that the animal was actually tasting and smelling her! Tanya dragged her bare feet over the floor, rubbing her legs against the Doberman's furry sides.
Yes, yes! She wanted to be ravaged by this dog, licked off by him, maybe even-no, no, that was too dark, too perverted! This was enough, more than enough for that sick woman and her orderlies!
"Mmmmm!"
Tanya couldn't help acting like a whore. Gently, his long, pink tongue lapped around her inner cuntlips, then slid up to her clit. The young woman almost screamed as the tongue worked over her tiny sex spindle.
King was resting on his belly now between her spread thighs. Tanya could feel his hot, ragged breath tickling the sensitive flesh just below her cuntal hairs. He kept licking, the sounds of his tongue slathering over her pussy driving the girl insane.
"Oh, yes, yes!" she moaned over and over.
Tanya didn't care what was happening to her anymore. She felt the animal lying between her shivering white legs, felt the hunger growing wildly between her thighs. Oh, God, she wanted this dog now, wanted him as if he was human Well, he was human, compared to the animals on two legs prowling this prison!
As King licked more furiously, Tanya let her inhibitions drop. This wonderful animal would be the best thing that happened to her in days!
CHAPTER SIX
Tanya felt the smooth concrete floor touching her ass. How cool it felt against her hot, wet flesh! She felt the Doberman's tongue slither up her dripping cuntal slot, the tip touching her clit to make the young woman cry out once more.
She curled her fingers, scraping her nails against the concrete. Her shoulders wallowed against the floor, while her feet moved back and forth.
Several times, the young teen had snapped her knees together when a particularly powerful spasm ripped through her snatch. Tanya loved the sensation of her heart pounding so hard. She felt the hot flood of her cuntal juices, felt the hunger growing deep inside of her. The woman writhed across the floor, taking the large animal with her. Yes, Tanya knew what was happening to her, and didn't care any longer! "OHHHHH!"
Tanya loved the sensation of his hot pink tongue lolling around in her pussy. She wasn't fighting him any longer. Oh, let it last, let it last for a long, long time! The young blonde teen thought of her room, thought of the horrors that might be waiting for her when this was over.
This was wonderful torture. Her guilt disappeared, evaporated in the growing heat of her pussy. Tanya heard her butt flesh squeak across the floor. Oh, she was so hot, wet, wild!
"Oh, God!"
Tanya gasped hard, rolling onto her belly and feeling her stiff nipples twitch as they touched the cool concrete. The big animal, meanwhile, was going about his business, nosing around her neck until she was wet. The new titillation was unexpected, and had a surprisingly intense effect on her. King stood over her, his powerful forelegs braced on either side of her lower back. He licked down her spine, touching the hollows and bumps, making the young woman finally let out a shivery moan.
Tanya bit her lower lip, then slowly lifted her ass. Yes, she was letting him have her, actually encouraging the big dog to lick her more frenziedly!
"Look at her! She's truly a bitch! She can't get enough of our friend. That's good, Tanya. I'm glad we've got such a surprisingly alert young woman like you. You'll go very far here," Sylvia said with a grin, pinching her fingers over her clit and squeezing the tiny bud until a shudder made her entire body vibrate.
Meanwhile, Tanya was going wild. She felt the animal licking her buttocks. He grunted and wet down each rounded cheek sloppily. He was smoothing his tongue between her buns, lapping her narrow crack until his hot spittle dribbled down over her thick pussy curls. It was something she'd never thought of having done to her in her life! She let out another moan and started to rise.
"No one leaves here!" Sylvia said with a sharp voice.
But Tanya had no intention of leaving. She was too hot, too excited with the big animal to move anywhere but closer to him. She rose up on her knees to give King more room. Satisfied that the young blonde teenager was going nowhere, the nasty doctor settled back onto her stool and spread her thighs once more, sticking her fingers between her bloated labes and scraping her pussy lining with her fingernails.
"Ahhh!"
She had her eyes closed, kneeling there in front of Dr. Barringer, wobbling, dangerously close to falling over onto her side. When King's strong, broad tongue brushed an especially sensitive spot, the young woman sucked in a ragged breath, then let it out with a long, low groan. Her cunt was aching so! The itch that had started there earlier had peaked into an incredibly sharp sensation. The weight of her thunderous boobs hanging down from her chest, excited her even more. She wobbled there for several minutes, gasping in a lungful of air.
Ohhh, how that dog was working her over, growling into her pussy slot, shoving his broad cold black snout against her hole, actually trying to work it in! At times the blonde teen giggled, biting her lip to try and quiet herself. No, this was no laughing matter! God only knows what Sylvia would have done if she'd caught her doing that!
But oh, how marvelous this licking session was! She parted her thighs until her inner cuntlips once more peeled stickily back from the hot, moist pussy meat of her slit. King growled loudly, shoving her greedily, raking his tongue under her cunt mound and then moving up.
"No, Unhhh! NOOO!"
Tanya felt her elbows bending. She collapsed, rolling onto her back once more and letting her knees sag apart. The Doberman pushed back into her once more, sniffing and panting in the steamy, soaked cunt flesh. Tanya kicked out her right leg as the incredible sexual thrills built.
King was growling strangely now. Opening her eyes and peering downward, the young teenager saw that his cock was fully extended now. Tanya shuddered. She thought about the animal fucking her. Could she let something so perverted happen to her? A few minutes ago she couldn't think of a dog touching her. And now she was moaning, writhing on the floor, kicking the Doberman's back with her feet while opening her cunt more and more to him!
King wagged his hips back and forth. Even more of his cock seemed to slide out. Tanya's cuntal hairs clung together in wet little curls along the edges of her cuntlips. She sat with her legs spread apart, making her cunt open fully to the big animal. She could see the tendons in her inner thighs bulging out against her flesh every time King slurped upward from her cunt to her clit.
"AHHHHH!"
King had noticed this strange reaction, and acted upon it. Twisting his head around, the animal opened his powerful jaws and bit down lightly on the tendon.
The effect was incredible! Tanya fell back onto the floor and shoved her cuntal mound up, tossing it around in circles, whimpering for the animal to eat her harder!
"Little bitch, little slut! Nothing can take care of that cunt, can it?"
Tanya couldn't answer that question. Yes, she was acting like a whore! They could call her what they wanted to, but all she wanted was that marvelous sensation that was killing her!
"NOOOOOO!"
Tanya could feel herself getting dangerously close to orgasm. She could feel that odd, itchy, hot feeling crawling up her thighs, spreading down to her belly and asshole, then shooting quickly up to her nipples. She felt a flash of sexual fire explode through her snatch.
Yes, she was going to cum, cum with this big dog! His wonderful, wet tongue was driving her to the peak. As he nipped and licked her pussy, she could feel the shaking of his shoulders. Oh, God, he was close, he was close to shooting off too! Was he going to stick that knobby, slimy red thing up her pussy? Tanya knew she couldn't do anything about it if he decided to do so. She was too weak, too confused to do anything except open herself wider.
"Yessss!"
Tanya was hissing between her teeth. She wrapped her legs around the dog's body and rubbed the inside of her knees against his sides. The throbbing in her cunt was too keen for her to fight anymore. Hot juices boiled up from her cunt to wet King's muzzle. She could hear the slick sounds of his mouth on her cunt, which was sucking and clicking and smacking with each movement.
And Tanya couldn't stop moving. Her shivering moans, her wild squirming seemed to set the Doberman off into another wild flurry of licking. He made strange, grunting sounds against her pussy. She opened her knees even wider. The animal's eyes glowed with a hellish light. Opening his powerful jaws, the Doberman took her furry cuntal mound between his teeth and sucked it gently, his fangs pressing maddeningly against her flesh. At the same time his tongue swirled around and around over the quivering mound of sex flesh.
Tanya couldn't keep herself from screaming. This had to be the most intense feeling in the world! Her body rolled and bucked along the concrete floor, dragged forward by the licking, growling Doberman. She left a wide, wet trail of sweat and cunt juice behind her.
Tanya hadn't meant to touch the dog under his belly. But she was so confused that the young woman couldn't be responsible for her actions. Her hand had slipped back as she'd tossed in the fiery explosion or orgasm. She brushed the tip of King's hard, knobby dong. In a second he was humping his prong against her fingers.
"Uhhhhh!"
His doggie cum spurted quickly. She felt something hot and sticky spatter against her wrist, then wet down her legs. He was actually shooting his doggie jizz all over her! He was moaning and howling as she tried to wiggle away from the spurting blasts of slime.
"NOOOO!"
Tanya was still gasping from the punch-like force of her own cum. Rolling away, the young teen wiped her cum-stained fingers and wrists against the woolen material of her dress. King was still groaning and barking, trying to mount her while she managed to muster the will to kick and scratch at him.
In the next few seconds Tanya found herself holding onto the stool Sylvia was perched on. Her dress had fallen back down over her knees. King was trotting around, his cock slowly growing soft and sliding back into the sheath.
"How could you do something like this?" Tanya whispered.
She was breathing in huge lungfuls of air and looking up at the doctor. Sylvia's face was calm; she had already squeezed her powerful orgasm from her clit. Tanya shivered. She could feel something dribbling down her legs. It was King's jizz. With a sharp cry, the young woman wiped her dress over her thighs.
"Awful, awful!" she muttered.
"So, you can see what's waiting for you if you keep on breaking our rules."
"I can't go on like this! I can't let it happen!" Tanya sobbed into her hands. Why couldn't she think straight any more? She needed a drink!
Yes, her mother was right. She was turning into an alcoholic, if now all she could think of was a drink. But what else could wash away the horrible guilt now crashing in on her? For try as she might, Tanya couldn't deny her willingness to let the dog lick her pussy.
"Of course you can, and must! It's the only way you can possibly cure yourself.'
There was that horrible word again.
"I don't need a cure!" Tanya cried, curling her fingers into two tight fists and pounding the floor. She wanted to scream the roof down. Why did Sylvia keep going on about cures when everyone knew the real reason why the older woman kept this medieval castle?
"Take her back to her room and let her think about what's happened," Sylvia said with a tired voice.
Tanya gathered herself up, hanging her head down as the men took her by both arms and led her out of the room.
"And remember, Tanya. When you admit you're sick, that's half the cure. All these things may start to lessen if you admit you're sick and need help."
"I'm NOT sick!" Tanya insisted, stopping at the door and turning around. She saw Sylvia sigh and shake her head, then signal to the orderlies to proceed.
The men took her down the hall, their gazes riveted straight ahead. Neither of them said a word as they wound down the twisting corridors. Then suddenly she found herself shoved into a small room.
"What?"
"Shut up, bitch. Little sluts around here don't say much, especially after Sylvia gets through with them."
Tanya started to scream. The first orderly, who had slammed the door, rushed up to her and grabbed her hair, filling his hand with the silky blonde strands and jerking it back. Tanya's scream turned into a strangled kind of gurgle as she snapped backward onto his body. She felt a flurry of hands pawing at her tits, tearing her dress from her body.
"Scream again and we'll make sure you won't talk for a week!"
Tanya moaned, her eyes wide as she felt the last of her dress being stripped from her body. Sam, the first orderly and the biggest of the two, dragged her to a large box in the center of the room.
The men only laughed at her. Mike unfastened his belt, shrugging his pants slowly down to his knees. She saw a large bulge pressing against the piss-flap of his white cotton jockey shorts. They were going to fuck her probably with the express permission of Sylvia Barringer. Part of her therapy program, no doubt!
"You wanna stick your cock into her snatch after the dog got through with it?" Mike asked, wrinkling up his nose.
"Sure, greased down with spit! Good way to fuck a cunt!"
"Oh, no! Please don't! Tanya wailed.
Sam had reached down and rolled the young woman over onto her belly. She saw his cock, long and thick, with a dark red tip. His balls were hairy and wrinkled, pulled tightly against his fat cockroot. The big orderly's belly was tense with excitement. His thick coat of body hair seemed to bristle with lust.
"Man, you're fuckin' wet! Don't know if it's you or the goddamned dog! Don't matter much, though," he grunted, reaching down and picking her up.
Tanya was flung across the box, her hands behind her. Mike pulled a two-foot section of cord from his rear pocket and tied her wrists together tightly, while his buddy stepped out of his white trousers. Sam scratched his balls, burping loudly, then started to crouch down.
"Gonrfa fuck 'er in the ass?"
"She's probably got maggots in the ass. Been in solitary a couple of days. Dr. Barringer doesn't get around cleaning up in that place."
Tanya felt terror creep over her like slime. Yet at the same time she was curiously aroused, aroused in the same way Jack and Sylvia had excited her. She enjoyed this kind of talk, this kind of abuse. As much as she tried to tell herself something different, the truth was there, facing her. Tanya loved this abuse as much as it terrified and sickened her. The fact that she was being taken and used by these smelly, animal-like orderlies was arousing her.
Twisting her head around to see better, she saw Sam milking his liquid flesh, stroking his eight-inch prong, flicking his fingers over the piss-slit to draw out more thick pre-cum. She clenched her ass cheeks, pressing hard against the box as if for protection. Sweat made her naked ass glisten.
"Come on, honey, fuck the box! Go on, fuck it! Fuck it like you wanted to fuck the dog!"
Tanya worked herself closer to the edge of the rough box until she could feel the corner pressing up against her pussy slit. She could feel her hardening clit pushing against the rough exterior.
"Look, she's fucking the box!" Mike said, shaking his head and laughing loudly. "Doc Barringer was right, man! She's always right. She can spot 'em. This one's gonna give us lots of fun before she's through here!"
"Come on, make her behave."
Tanya heard the hissing of leather being scraped along fabric. She heard the snap of leather as, doubled, it struck against itself. She heard the soft, sliding footsteps of one of the orderlies approaching her more closely. Tanya heard his uneven breathing. Even here, perched as she was on the box, ready for fucking, there was going to be pain before pleasure.
"For all the problems you caused your family," Sam said, raising the belt high into the air.
It came down, making a hissing sound. The slap of the belt on her right asscheek jarred her body, making her ass cheeks jiggle with the force of that sharp blow. Tanya whimpered, shuddering as the pain quickly turned into a pleasant glowing warmth across her butt. She felt the spark of lust ignite her thighs, making her pussy quiver with a strange kind of sexual heat.
"And for all the problems you caused Dr. Barringer a couple of days ago when you tried to get away!"
Tanya braced herself, tightening her ass and raising her butt. Gooseflesh exploded on her skin. Her cunt snapped closed and her clit tingled, waiting for the next blow. It hit hard, making the young girl cry out with pain and wild lust. The sounds of the men and their breathing made her grow ever hotter.
There were other blows, some of them nearly tearing the soft flesh of her buttocks. Her pussy hairs were starting to get wet from the love oil oozing from her slit. Tanya was working her cunt against the sharp corner of the box, feeling the rough wood scraping the velvety lining of her snatch maddeningly. Ohhh, what strange feelings were unleashed by these awful men!
The young blonde snapped her head back as the next blow slammed across both ass cheeks. Her spine straightened, her head raised at a sharp angle. It was as if the belt was some kind of strange hammer, pounding her into the dirt. The girl couldn't stand the pain much longer. And yet Tanya actively sought it out, raising her ass in the air, wiggling it back and forth, rubbing her cunt and clit against the rough edge of the box just after the doubled leather belt bit into her skin.
Oh, God, it was an awful admission, but the girl realized she had to have something in her cunt. She needed something, anything, as long as it was long, thick and stiff!
"Ready?"
Tanya could hear the belt fall to the floor.
"Man, she's all wet in here, just like a woman should be," Sam said, sticking his forefinger in her cunt and working it around. They both were taunting her, calling her terrible names. Then Sam bent down, holding his cock with one hand while steadying himself with the other.
He slipped his cock into her easily. Her wet cuntlips wrapped around his hard-driving, fat cock. Tanya grunted like a stuck pig, twisting her head, throwing her long blonde hair back and forth. The yellow strands splashed across her face as a riot of unholy feelings erupted in her cunt. Her belly muscles contracted as she shook her ass, making the heavy cheeks jiggle and dance.
"Man, she's good, she's-AAHHH!"
Tanya screamed as well, matching his sound. He was fucking her the way wild animals fuck in the fields. That was what Sylvia Barringer was trying to tell her, she was nothing more than a senseless, wild animal, a slut! This horrible incident seemed to prove it.
So be it! Tanya thought to herself as she felt her clit burning like a smoking coal.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Little bitch! Fuckin' little slut!" the big orderly groaned.
Tanya could feel his strong fingers digging into her buttocks as he drove his dick into her cunt. He was moving his thick muscled thighs from side to side, pounding his crotch like a hammer against her ass. Every forward-fucking thrust shoved her hard against the box, made her scrape her knees over the floor. Like the animal incident, this rape scene should have horrified her, should have filled her with outrage.
But instead, she only matched the orderly's groans. Fucking this way in this position after the obscene abuse of a few minutes ago drove her to dizzying heights. She couldn't understand this. The savagery of these last few days had turned her into a kind of animal with lusts as strong as any street bitch. She was confused, upset, her mind pulled away from her usual sanity which kept her from becoming a shrieking sex freak.
"Man, I'm gonna shoot! Fuck, this little cunt's a good screw!"
Sam came quickly, blowing his cum hard and fast into her cunt. His jizz spilled down her thighs, some of it caking in her bushy cunt hairs. After grunting for a few seconds, Sam closed his eyes and shuddered, placing his hands flat on Tanya's lower back and slowly drawing his cock out.
"Okay, your turn. Feed her pussy! Gobble it up!" he said, laughing.
Tanya shivered. She had been so close to cumming. Then the girl felt his cock jerking like a wild animal inside of her, and realized with frustration that she wouldn't be able to reach climax in time.
What a horrible thing to be thinking! She should have been berating the situation she'd been thrown into. And yet all she could think of right now was satisfying the achy itch ripping at her clit.
The second orderly grunted, walking over to her and shoving his white baggy trousers down to his ankles. Tanya tensed, gasped, and breathed deeply through her flared nostrils. The young woman wondered what further degradation would be forced upon her.
"Fuck! You got her all sloppy, dammit!" Mike growled, reaching down and pulling a handkerchief from his trouser pocket.
Tanya felt him cleaning out her cunt with the soft cloth article, scraping her cum stained pussy folds, then purposely wiping the soft cloth repeatedly over her stiff clit until the girl was wagging her ass and moaning low.
"Couldn't help it," Sam said, smiling as he stuffed his softening dick back into his jockeys and pulled up his pants.
The cock drilled into her. With each forward thrust, Tanya tried to imagine the dick's size. Mentally, she tried to form a picture of how the two of them must look now, her, tied and draped over that box, him, his pants down, his shirt hiked up and his fat dick rammed her pussy.
Mike was far quicker in his climax than his buddy. Just when the young woman felt her snatch heating up again, she could feel his body shaking. His breathing stopped, then resumed and became shallow and uneven while his fingers dug cruelly at her flesh.
''Gonna-ahhhh-gonna cum!''
She sucked in her breath, jerked her head up and pulled her shoulders back, straightening her spine as best she could. Her plump buttocks jiggled as the big orderly finished his fucking spree with a powerful orgasm.
"MAN! FUCK!" he cried, throwing his head back and slamming his hairy groin hard against Tanya's buttocks. He drenched her cuntal walls, keeping his crotch sealed to her cunt while grunting like a wounded animal. When the jot jizz had finally stopped spraying from his fat dickhead, Mike pulled out, falling back onto his heels and examining his dick.
"Now we cut her good, fix her so Dr. Barringer's cure will take, on this one," the first orderly said, reaching in one back pocket and pulling out a jackknife.
Tanya remained numb and calm. She couldn't let herself experience fright again. These people lived on this sort of thing, felt encouraged to do more when they got a bad reaction. She had to stay expressionless. Then maybe they'd grow tired of their game and take her back to her cell.
"Let's carve our initials on her ass."
"Hold'er down," Sam said, flicking the knife open and examining the long, glittering steel blade.
Both men stretched her out on her back. Tanya still had her wrists tied tightly together. Sam sat on her hips, holding the knife to her throat. Tanya raised her head, her eyes widening, focused on the long knife. Were they really going to try something? Oh, God! Her lower lip quivered. The young blonde couldn't keep her emotions to herself any longer in this position. She was helpless, her throat exposed to that cutting blade.
"Enjoying this, baby? Sylvia says you like this kinda shit."
Sam let the knife move almost as if by its own power. The blade lightly shaved skin from just below her chin to the hollow of her throat. He was going for the right tit. Tanya felt the slight pressure of the blade in her cleavage. The edge was cutting lightly, creating a narrow groove in her flesh without drawing blood, yet.
Snapping her head back, Tanya screamed. Oh, God, could she endure any more of this horror? Her mind was spinning around like a merry-go-round. Gooseflesh broke out on her body while sweat oozed from her forehead and from under her arms. Her heels beat the concrete floor while her rump stirred the dust.
The young woman screamed again, twisting, thrashing on the floor, trying to get away from that dangerous, teasing knife. But of course it was impossible. Sam took his time, his thick lips curled up as he enjoyed her growing terror. He enjoyed feeling her lithe body move frantically under him. The big man, like everyone in the sanitarium and especially Sylvia Barringer, enjoyed having this kind of warped power over the helpless.
Tanya felt the blade pressing harder against her flesh.
"Look! The little bitch enjoys it!"
It was true. Even as she was repulsed by her reaction at how her cunt was heating up, her pussy grew hotter and wetter. She closed her thighs and started undulating her hips, rubbing her slick cuntal lips together.
"Man, she's gonna enjoy what's next, then," Sam continued, moving the tip of the blade toward her nipple.
It came closer, dragging across the areola. Tanya closed her eyes and let out a shuddering moan. She felt a riot of pleasure/pain sensations tear through her. Still, no skin was cut. The blade didn't have to cut through the flesh to send her off.
Now the knife was at her nipple, circling the thrusting bud of stiff flesh. Tanya moved her ass around, squeezing her buttocks together, bearing down on her bloated clit, trying to bring herself to a climactic peak.
"You know what the doc says. They ain't supposed to like it too much," Mike corrected.
"Yeah, yeah. Well, I'm not gonna put an end to it, then," the first orderly said, glancing down at Tanya.
The girl's face was distorted. Her eyelids were clenched tightly together, while her cheeks were drawn in. Her lower jaw was slackened, and a string of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth. Sam paused for a second, took in a breath, and enjoyed the scene for a while.
"Let's roll her over! It'll give'er a change!"
Both men rolled Tanya over once more, this time making her kneel with her head pitched forward, her forehead resting against one edge of the box. Her tits dangled down freely, moving lightly back and forth as Sam moved behind her. She shook with terror and lust. What were they going to do to her now? Fuck her again, rape her until her pussy was raw from friction?
A shock of something cold made the girl stiffen suddenly and let out a sharp cry. She felt the tip of the knife slide across her right buttocks. Oh God, they weren't joking before! They were going to carve their initials in her buttocks!
Tanya shook violently. The blade made a broad arc from the outside of her butt and up toward her waist, then moved slowly back down to the lush curve where her ass met her thigh. The pressure increased as the razor-sharp point slid still closer to her pussy. Tanya wanted to sob, but she knew that the smallest move would put the knife's blade through her skin.
The girl's pussy winked shut, sucking in raw air. It then opened in an uncontrollable spasm as the knife traced along the outer line of her bloated pussy lips. The soft, moist sensitivity of the area made her cuntal zone even more responsive to stimulation than before. Tanya bit her lower lip as her flesh crawled with clammy fear.
"Maybe we should carve out her ass, and her clit too. That way she wouldn't have any feeling when somebody fucked her."
Tanya trembled. She'd heard of some African tribes who cut the clits off of their women so they'd never feel sexual excitement. Oh, God, no! Not here, not here in this damnable sanitarium!
Then the knife withdrew. The young blonde teenager sighed with relief. Maybe this would end after all. Maybe the men were growing tired of her, or were getting nervous, feeling that Dr. Barringer might not approve of their antics.
Then a shocking chill froze the very center of her pussy. Sam pressed the flat of the blade against the wet slit, from her clit down to the bottom junction of her pussylips. Tanya's cunt snapped shut on nothing. The surgically sharp edge of the blade slightly slit her outer labes, however. Oh, God, her own body was starting to destroy itself!
The orderly carefully slid the knife down, pressing the tip harder against her clit. Tanya cried out, her eyes opening wide. The pressure on her erect sex spindle sent a shock wave through her that took the breath from her lungs. She arched her back, actually presenting her open cunt more openly to the orderly.
"Man, a real pig slut! She'd take on anything. Better lock up your dogs," Sam said derisively, rocking the tip of the knife back and forth on the girl's clit.
The repeated touch and chill of the knife sent confusing spasms of lust through the terrified girl. Slowly Tanya became conscious of the tiny slits appearing on the edges of her swollen cuntlips. The cunt juice oozing from her pussy mouth burned into the cuts. And yet, instead of pain, that sensation drew Tanya closer and Closer to the climax she needed.
The young woman's heart pounded. She opened her eyes and twisted her head around. Sam was hard again. He stroked his long, thick cock sticking out from his pants with his free hand, while the other moved the dagger freely around her ass and cunt.
"Ahhhhh!" she cried. The tip of the dagger had just pierced her clit folds. The searing pain joined the burning sensation of her cuntlips. "OOOHHH!"
She couldn't believe what was happening to her! Her cunt was on fire! The constant rushing of pussy juice from her hole burned into the cuts and made them explode with pain and pleasure.
Sam dragged the tip of the knife back. The spinning, buzzing flashes from her clit slacked off. But the terror of having her buttocks carved, or worse yet, her cunt, still hung in her mind.
"Man, she wants a goddamned fuckin' again!"
Tanya was shoving her ass back at the orderly. The tip of the knife slipped around the rim of her cunt, then past the wrinkled ring of her asshole. The shame of what was happening suddenly fell across her. Oh, what was she doing? Instead of even trying to fight back, she was wallowing in this filth, and loving every perverted second of it! No, no! She had to fight down the wonderful hot spasms now searing through her clenching pussy.
"UHHHHH!"
The tip of the knife now poked at the rim of her asshole. Tanya gasped with shock. The pinprick stabs forced the rubbery ring inward, almost breaking the gray-pinkish skin.
Sam was panting now, still jacking off his cock. He moved his fingers on the slippery shaft faster and faster. Tanya could hear his fingers slide along the rod. Now she was ready for a fast cum. If he stuck it in her, she'd pop off in a second. But could he keep it hard, especially after having cum so violently only a few minutes ago?
"Little bitch, you're gonna get a good fuckin' again, you-"
Sam didn't finish the sentence. Tanya felt the blind stabs of his fat cockhead against the sides of her pussy. The spongy hot head of his prick slithered up into her cunt. Ohhhh, how the salty drop of pre-cum on his dickhead set the tiny cut in her clit on fire! It burned like acid!
Tanya rolled her hips forward, hunching her back. The dickhead slipped into her cunthole with a squishy pop.
"MMMOOHHH!"
It felt as if his fucking would cut all the wounded flesh of her pussy away. The orderly leaned forward, putting his hands on her lower back for support. His long, thick cock slipped farther into her cunt channel, like a greased finger. The heavy flow of her cunt juice made Tanya's pussy slippery for the invading dick.
Once Sam's dick got halfway into her lightly injured cunt hole, the orderly let go of her hips and shifted his grip to her tits. His fingers dug into her boobs and kneaded them cruelly. Tanya felt an aching heat break out in them. Yes, she enjoyed getting raped this way, enjoyed it even more than when Jack made easy, gentle love to her!
"AHHHH!"
Tanya hated the man fucking her. But her hatred didn't even approach the loathing she felt for herself. The dog-like position of this fuck made her feel degraded as well as highly aroused. Ohh, how she was enjoying the pain and insult of this violent rape!
Tanya hunched back against him even harder. The full length of his dick was in her now. She felt it stretching nearly to her belly.
"No, NO!"
The girl was whimpering, trying to stop the awful chain of thoughts spinning around in her head.
"She says no, but she'd probably kill you if you took your dick out."
"Yeah," Sam grunted, twisting her nipples viciously and biting the back of her neck.
Tanya sobbed. The fingers on her nipples made her big, hanging tits ache. She wished in a way that he'd tear off those hard, dark red nubs. And those teeth clamping on her neck made her throw her head back like a fucked mare. That's what they were, fucking, mindless animals enjoying a forbidden lust in this rat hole!
"UHHH, FUCK!" the girl cried now. She swiveled her ass around. Tanya needed to feel that strange, stinging release of orgasm now. Twice she'd been frustrated. Now her pussy was worked up to the maximum, close to igniting!
The orderly's belly slapped loudly and wetly against Tanya's butt. She could feel the wiry hairs of his cock brush against her asshole. Every scratchy curl seemed to find a little cut around her shitter to touch. The itching, burning sensation in and around her pussy and ass was driving her insane with lust! Tanya pushed back against the big man's hammering dick, her ass weaving and swiveling and arching.
The orderly's fingernails clawed at her sensitive, hard nipples. Tanya grunted and sobbed with the pain. The combination of the stretching in her cuntal sheath and the gouging agony around her nipples bleached her mind. All she wanted and needed was to have the sensations increase, until the pain and the swelling, spinning knot of tension swept over her.
"FUCK! OHHHH, FUCK MEEE!"
Tanya cursed and drooled, her head wagging from side to side. She moved her fingers, wishing she could grab onto something. The twine bit into her wrist flesh as the throbbing ache in her tits increased. The twisting, scratching agony in her nipples was like a blaring fire. She tried to think of Jack, of anyone whose memory would stop the insane burning in her body. But nothing could end the wild, savage lust surging through her at this point.
The blonde teenager was growling like an animal now. A low, harsh noise ripped from her throat. The whirling knot in her crotch was about to cut loose. She hated this excitement, hated the hands and dick causing it. And yet Tanya would have killed anyone who tried to take away the man riding her with vicious fuck thrusts.
"GONNA SHOOT!"
Tanya tried to hold off. The wild blast furnace of shivery heat in her pussy grew hotter. She heard her squishy cuntmeat being squeezed by Sam's pounding dick. Tanya gritted her teeth. Every iota of energy had drained to her pussy now. The hard held lump of tension in her belly slipped. She could sense that Sam was ready to pop off now. The girl concentrated on her pussy, feeling the cuntal walls clamping down tight on the invading cock.
"MAN!" Sam shouted, then broke down into strangled cries. With a furious jab, he slammed his dick in hard.
A lava like blast of cum fire-hosed against her cuntal walls. Oh, God, she couldn't hold back any longer! He was cumming, his jizz scalding the walls of her hot little pussy. She gasped as he shouted, feeling her cuntal walls crashing in, crumbling as if destroyed by an earthquake.
The first massive jolt of her climax shattered the young woman. Her asshole muscles went into spasms while her pussy wrung tightly around his dick. Her hips swiveled around uncontrollably. Tanya could hear herself screaming, matching the mindless shouting of Sam. The big orderly's teeth nearly broke the skin of her neck. Another blast of cum shot deep into her snatch.
The wild impact of her orgasm rippled outward from her cunt. Tanya felt it radiating around her nipples, her belly, her ass. She was completely on fire. After each shivering pulsation, the ripples left a kind of emptiness until the next internal explosion. Tanya sobbed, knowing that the squirting cock was attached to a mindless, sadistic man who would throw her away just as soon as he finished with her snatch.
"Whew! Good pussy, good fuck!" Sam said, wiping his face with a handerchief, then pulling his dick out. "Gotta get 'er back to her room. Let 'er think about today!"
They untied the young woman and stood her up, shoving her down the corridor to her tiny room. Tanya collapsed nearly unconscious on her cot once the heavy door was locked behind her. She sobbed herself to sleep, wondering what other horrors awaited her before Sylvia Barringer let her out.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I enjoyed your performance so much the other day, Tanya," Dr. Barringer said.
The young woman was back in the doctor's office. Sylvia was staring at her, rubbing her fingers over her stiffening nipples. Tanya wondered why she was summoned to this inner sanctum. She hadn't seen it since the day her mother had brought her to this place nearly two weeks ago.
"Some of the staff say you've been very cooperative."
Tanya smiled cynically at this remark. Did she have a choice? Fortunately or not, no one had tried anything sexually with her since Sam and Mike fucked her after that dog-rape scene. But there were hours of intense interrogation, mind fucking, Tanya called it. They were brainwashing her slowly, trying to make her admit to all kinds of things she'd never done before in her life.
It was all mental harassment up to this point. But whenever Sylvia Barringer was around, the mental pain quickly became something else. That was why Tanya was rubbing her moist palms against her dress. What new forms of horror did Sylvia have in store for her?
"But they also state they haven't come very far with you. Why don't you just admit to the problems you had before, Tanya? The treatment would go much more easily with you."
"I won't," the girl said, shaking her head back and forth. It was crazy. Why should she admit to something she was innocent of?
"Well, there's little I can do for you and your mother, unless you cooperate. Of course, I have a few ways to encourage that," she said, wrinkling up her forehead. That smile! That awful, devilish smile of hers made Tanya shiver.
"Please let me go!" Tanya begged, although she knew it was useless. The older woman had no intention of letting her go until she'd had her way with her. Oh, God, why had this horror happened to her?
"That just can't be arranged right now, my dear.
Of course, if you cooperate ..."
"No, no, NO!"
"Very well," Sylvia said, sighing and shrugging her shoulders.
Tanya watched as the older woman reached over and pushed a small black button. There was a sharp buzz, followed by the opening of the door. Mike and another orderly-not Sam- walked in.
"Did you bring the dog?"
Tanya shivered. Oh, God, not that again! She held her breath, feeling herself slowly rock back and forth. They were going to put her through this awful humiliation again, make her submit to this horrible act!
"Yes, Dr. Barringer."
Sylvia smiled with satisfaction, then motioned for them to bring in the animal. There was some scuffling around, then the familiar sound of short, panting-like breathing. It was King!
"He remembers you, Tanya. Good, that will make things much easier," Sylvia said, hiking her dress up and signaling for the men to begin.
"This is awful! Horrible!" Tanya cried, her face screwing up into a mask of anger and terror. She backed away as the orderlies came for her.
"Strip her. Tie her down, if you have to!" Sylvia barked.
Tanya wrestled briefly with the men, then quickly surrendered. What was the use? Why fight them? They were going to do what they pleased, anyway. She should be thankful that they weren't going to shoot her, or put her through that knife torture again!
Mike pulled her dress off, leaving the young blonde completely naked. Sylvia pushed her high-backed leather chair away from the desk, leaning back and smiling as the men prepared the young woman for the animal.
"He doesn't seem interested in her, ma'am," the second orderly said.
"Then encourage him," Sylvia said, opening the center drawer and pulling out a bottle. "I keep this for eating during working hours. Maybe we can help King get his appetite for cunt back with it."
As Mike forced the young woman down onto the couch, the other orderly grabbed the tall bottle of meat sauce. Tanya wanted to tell them that they didn't have to rub that awful, greasy stuff on her cunt. Those days of sexual abstinence, the terror now racing through her, excited her pussy so much that sooner or later the Doberman would pick up the scent and become interested.
"Wash her down with it!"
Mike opened the bottle and sprinkled the sauce on her belly and tits, smoothing it around with his big fingers. Tanya groaned at his touch. Oh, he was rubbing her cunt, rubbing his hands over her pussy mound and grinning when he felt it quiver lightly under his heavy touch.
"Okay, boy."
The men backed off as Sylvia leaned forward, slipping her fingers between her legs once more.
"Again, Tanya, are you going to cooperate with my staff? Come, come, dear. It'll go much easier for you."
"No, no!" Tanya replied in a shaking voice.
"Very well. You're a bitch, whether you realize it or not. King will help you in recognizing this fact."
The animal circled the couch that Tanya was sprawled out on. His big brown eyes stared at her. The girl peered down, watching as the animal's black nose quivered. There was a strange smell in the air-the smell of her heated pussy mixing with the musty odor of the meat sauce.
King whined, looking around at the two orderlies and Sylvia. Then he twisted his head back and climbed onto the couch.
Tanya shivered, scooting up on the leather furniture and propping herself up on her elbows. Her feet dangled over the edge. King sat there between her spread legs, looking down at her sauce-smeared cunt, then looking at the young woman. Slowly, he lowered his head and started licking at her right side where the pungent brown sauce had dribbled down heaviest.
Tanya sucked in a heavy breath. How could this be torture? How? Her thoughts were interrupted by a whirring sound. Glancing over Sylvia's shoulder, the young woman saw that a small section of the wall had slid back, revealing a small circular piece of glass. No, it wasn't a window at all! It looked like a projector lens! Oh, no, she was filming this! It was a camera!
"Yes, Tanya. We're filming what's happening here in my office. Many psychiatrists tape and film their clients, showing them the results of interviews as a way of helping them. I know you're enjoying this immensely now. But later in your cell, when you have time to reflect on this, you may have other feelings. When you finally come to admit to your own perverse nature, we'll know we've made some progress. In the meantime ..."
The doctor's voice trailed off into a husky whisper as she fingered herself off while watching the perverted animal scene in front of her.
Tanya wanted to slide off the couch, push the dog off and run for the door. Film! They could use this to blackmail her, for the rest of her life! Or worse yet, it could be sold to porno theaters throughout the country! She'd be up on the big screen, a joke to everyone who saw her!
And yet the sensation of the animal's loving tongue stroking over her flesh slowly drove those thoughts from her. She was quivering with anticipation, not with anger. Tanya was eager to have him bury his muzzle in her cunt. She wanted to be devoured like a bitch in heat!
Oh yes, yes! She was a bitch! She knew that, without having to undergo more of Sylvia Barringer's sadistic interrogation. But she could never admit to this publicly. It would be sinking into a hole from which Tanya was sure she'd never climb out.
And anyway, she didn't care much about her sexual status at this point. She breathed King's name now, ran her fingers over his haunches as he licked the pool of sauce out of her navel. Tanya shivered, twisting around on the couch, hearing her sweaty flesh squeak against the warming leather.
"Shake more of the sauce on her."
Mike did as Sylvia asked, sprinkling the meat sauce on the young woman's tits, her legs, her cunt.
Tanya felt excited to be greased up like that, and even more excited that the dog was licking her clean. As the camera whirred on mindlessly above her, she felt the tickling of his licking, which made her pussy hotter. There weren't any feelings of horror and guilt like she'd felt earlier, or sensed just a few seconds ago. Something had given way in her mind, making her far more receptive to the dog's lapping than before. Tanya began to move her hips against the chushions of the sofa.
"Ohhhh," she gasped. She parted her thighs as one of the orderlies shook the sauce directly into her steamy cunt. Tanya cried out as she felt the cold sauce drenching her soaked cuntlips.
"This will make a fine training movie for the little bitch. Wait until she sees herself on the screen," Sylvia said, flashing a knowing smile at the two men standing back. "You may finger yourselves if you like. Jack off. You know I don't stand on ceremony when giving treatment to the patients here."
Mike and the other orderly smiled back, unzipping their flies and pulling out their long, stiff cocks. Sylvia licked her dry lips, starting to reach over toward the men, then checking her move.
Allowing them to satisfy their desires was one thing. She knew what Mike and Sam were going to do to the young blonde before, and had permitted it. But she must remain aloof from the employees if she was to retain their fear and respect, she knew.
Sylvia settled back into her leather chair, moving her fingers greedily up and down, in and out of her steamy pussy, watching Tanya getting licked off by the Doberman.
The young woman, meanwhile, was spinning out of control once more, trapped by her own lust. She could feel the mixture of cuntjuice and meat sauce drenching her inner thighs. King lurched forward and started eating at her pussy as if he'd been starving for days. His nose moved up and down through her slit, forcing her inner cuntlips apart, stretching her cuntal mouth. It was the kind of feeling she'd been secretly wanting to feel for days! And ooohhh, it was so good!
"Mmmm!" Tanya groaned.
Tanya couldn't let anything so bleak as guilt and shame obscure her pleasure. She moaned loudly and pressed her shoulders to the sofa. She petted King with both feet while he lapped and wet her cunt with his spit. It was doggie spit, wonderfully hot, thick animal saliva drenching her snatch. She didn't care any more about where that spit came from. Anything that felt this good couldn't be evil! -Think of this, Tanya. Think about what's happening to you and what's giving you this hot, tight feeling. You may not really hear me now. But I swear, back in your cell, my voice will come back to you when you see the film."
Sylvia was growing hotter and wetter as she watched the girl pitching around on the couch. The men were now leaning against her desk, moving their fingers quickly up and down their jerking rods, fisting their cocks as their balls strained hard against their dickroots.
Once more Sylvia started to reach over, and stopped her move. Ohhh, it was hell being the head of this sanitarium. She couldn't allow herself the degree of sexual freedom she let her employees have.
King growled and let his teeth nip along the puffed outer ridges of her cuntlips. The feeling nearly drove Tanya into unconsciousness. It hurt her a little, but in a way that was as exciting as that knife tracing along her pussy of some days ago. Tanya ground her ass for more. The tug of fear she felt wasn't enough to make her stop. The young woman humped her back instead and pressed her cuntal mound up harder for the animal to eat. His fangs dug along her sensitive flesh. The animal's neck hairs stood up with the wildness both of them felt. Once more he growled, tossing his head, baring his long, razor-sharp fangs.
"Ohhhh! Damn, damn!"
Tanya clawed at King's furry neck. She winced in pain when the biting became more furious. Tanya felt vulnerable, even in danger. She didn't know why, but letting him almost hurt her excited her incredibly. Flames of lust licked along her inner thighs, making her cunt so hot that she was certain she was going to cum!
"UNNNGHHH!"
Tanya responded quickly to the hurried, sloppy friction against her cuntal slit. King seemed to know when his biting was becoming too dangerous. Remembering how wildly the young woman responded before, the Doberman opened his jaws widely and grbbed hold of her cuntal mound, shaking it lightly back and forth as if it were some trapped animal. Tanya held her breath, raising her ass off the sofa and throwing her head back. Oh, God, oh, God! The sensations tearing through her cunt were too much for her to stand!
"Cum, Tanya. Cum, and feel the guilt with this orgasm," Sylvia said, her eyes glazing over as she felt her own climax peaking.
"Cummmm," the girl echoed, her eyes rolling up into her head. Her hair splashed across her face as she tossed under the dog's powerful mouth. His fangs sinking into her cuntal mound were stirring up the fire burning between her legs.
The big Doberman pawed at her thighs as if he was frustrated, as if he wanted more of the sauce or her cuntal juices. The animal licked at her thighs, then started pushing his tongue back into her cunt.
Tanya reached down and felt the sloppy mess between her legs. Ohhh, how wet and squishy her snatch was! King was licking her fingers, tickling her knuckles with his tongue while whimpering loudly.
"God, yessss!"
Tanya felt her swollen cuntlips spread apart. He was tasting her freely now, rolling and licking his tongue around her pussy. The young woman felt her pussy muscles spasm and tighten around the dog's muzzle and tongue each time he stuck it in deep. It was oh, so close to the sensation of being fucked! Was that what she wanted? Did she want to feel a man's cock ramming her, raping her the way the orderlies had raped her a week ago? "UHHHHHH!"
Tanya pranced her ass around in circles, then moved it up and down quickly, increasing the friction the dog brought to her pussy. When he raked across her clit again, Tanya cried out and threw her hands around the big animal's head, hugging him hard against her twat.
She wanted to feel him everywhere at once! Tanya tilted her ass one way, then the other. She lifted one leg back as far as she could to open her cunt even more to his hungry mouth. King whined through his nose, digging at her thighs once more with both paws, then burrowing his black snout into the seething pussy.
"There, King, there!" Tanya cried, moving her ass around crazily. She was cumming, cumming fast! The blonde teenager wanted to slow him down, to pull her cunt away so she could make it last longer.
God only knows what would happen to her once the animal finished with her. This was the only good thing in this sanitarium! If only she could keep it going, if only she could stay in this paradise of hot, spitty friction!
Tanya writhed and grunted with the ecstatic tickle that quickly rose to a sharp peak and choked off her breathing. Stunning, blinding spasms ripped through her body. "CUMMM!"
Sylvia's body shuddered as she pinched her clit and rolled it between her fingers. She watched the young woman buck like a wild woman against the dog's muzzle. The doctor was firing off, cumming, as were the two orderlies. Jet-like streams of spunk shot out from their dickheads and splattered into Tanya's flowing blonde hair.
"OHHH!"
Tanya closed her thighs to the big dog. But King wouldn't be put off. He nosed her, whining angrily, humping his haunches against her body. The girl looked, heavy-lidded, at his big cock. It had slipped all the way out of its black, furry sheath once more.
Should she reach out and touch it? Should she commit the same ugly crime she had before, and wind up with sticky doggie jizz all over her body?
No, no! She drew her hand back and concentrated on the fiery climax consuming her body.
"Fuck," one of the orderlies said, shaking the remaining droplets of cum from his dick and sliding his cock back into his trousers.
Tanya was slowly coming down. Only now did she realize that something had splashed onto her hair. Raising one hand dreamily up, she felt something sticky, something warm touch her fingers.
"Ohhhhh!" the girl cried, wiping the wet hand on her thighs and making a face. She recognized the smell, the texture. Someone had cum in her hair!
"Now you know what you are," Sylvia said calmly, having straightened her skirt and recovered her composure. The doctor leaned forward again, tapping her fingernails against the highly polished surface of her desk. "Admit it, and we'll begin the second phase of your treatment."
"No, no!" Tanya moaned, rolling her head from one side to the other.
"Turn her over. Let the dog fuck her. Maybe that'll knock some sense into her.
Mike grabbed her and twisted the young woman around on the sofa, kicking her legs off the cushions. Tanya held onto the couch, digging her fingernails into the soft leather while the two men pushed her knees against the legs of the furniture. King pranced nervously back and forth, his eyes rolling first toward Mike, then toward his buddy. When the two orderlies backed away, the animal stared at Tanya's exposed twat. Her bloated labes were slicked with cunt juice and the animal's own spit.
King eased his big head forward, sniffing at the furry, upturned pussy mound. His pointed ears pricked forward while his sides quivered. Tanya felt as if she was floating in a dream. Her pussy ached from all the tension. Around her, she could hear Sylvia's shrill voice commanding her to admit to all sorts of things. The two orderlies said nothing, standing by the doorway while the big dog nosed her cunt. "OHHHHH!"
King had slid up on her body, his forepaws scratching the flesh along her ribcage. Tanya's back sagged from the Doberman's weight. She could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck. He was hugging her tightly, his hind legs dancing nervously behind her. His long, knobby prick was pressing against her inner thighs.
Dear God, she had to be sinking to the bottom of the pit! She was going to get fucked by a dog!
"Your last chance," Sylvia said.
But there was little that even the doctor could do at this point. As soon as she'd opened her mouth, King had slipped his cock into Tanya's pussy!
CHAPTER NINE
"Oh no! Oh, nooooo!" Tanya cried, curling her fingers and clawing at the soft leather sofa cushion. She pressed her tits against the front edge of the couch, laying her forehead on the cushion and sucking in lungfuls of air.
What horrible thing had happened? Could she really go this far? Was it possible for a woman to actually do this, to actually get fucked by an animal?
Tanya expected the sky to fall. Surely God would send bolts of lighting through the ceiling, striking them all dead! Tanya remembered her mother telling her stories about Sodom. This had to be just as bad.
And yet, nothing awful happened. Behind her she could hear the animal's heavy, irregular panting. Sylvia was saying something to one of the orderlies. No, everything was calm as usual. Everything, that is, except the sickening fact that her cunt was being speared by a Doberman's cock!
The big animal crawled up farther onto her body, sliding his powerful forelegs up to her tits, curling them around her ribcage while moving his hind legs around. Tanya felt his big head slide up between her jutting shoulder blades, flattening out just below her neck. Her flesh tickled under King's short-furred black coat.
"Noooo!" she whispered, feeling his cock slide from his body against her legs. She was trembling with a wild kind of anticipation. Tanya couldn't figure out whether she was getting actually excited about what was to happen, or whether terror had made her mind so numb that revulsion was driven from it.
"Let him fuck you, Tanya. Let the animal do what he wants. Relax. Relax and enjoy the sensation of his cock sliding into you."
Relax, relax, the blonde teen repeated mentally to herself. Sylvia's words burned into her confused brain. Yes, this was the only gentle thing in the sanitarium. As perverted as it was, this act of bestiality was at least honest. King had no intention of hurting or humiliating her. All he wanted was to get rid of the itchy ache throbbing in his long, knobby boner. "Fuck, fuck!"
Tanya was babbling, throwing her ass around. Was she urging the dog on? Was her cunt actually burning with lust again, or was she losing her mind?
The young woman couldn't think straight. Blinding lights popped in front of her eyes while even the most simple thoughts became disconnected. Behind her, she felt that long, slick cock crawling farther up her inner thighs, inching toward her furry little cunthole.
Was this wrong? Of course, others would say so. Probably in the privacy of her cell, Tanya would judge her own actions harshly. But right now the young woman couldn't think of an act more natural, more satisfying than what was happening now.
Any flash of fear and shame quickly evaporated under the animal's caress. She felt the tip of that knobby barb slip past her outer labes.
This was it! The act had actually begun! Tanya sucked in another breath, closing her eyes and feeling her sensitive flesh break out into goosepimples. Her chest tightened while her throat went as dry as cotton.
It felt as if lightning had split open her head and seared the young woman's body. Tanya cried out, turning her head around and laying one cheek on the cool leather sofa cushion as King began his fucking. "Ohhhhh!"
More of his knobby boner slipped into her pussy mouth. The bumps were having an added effect on the blonde teenager. This must be what a French tickler feels like, Tanya thought to herself as King's dick pushed her itchy cuntal walls apart and formed them into a broad tunnel. Each little knob seemed to find a sensitive nerve ending and stimulate it, making her hot pussy squeeze out more juice.
"She enjoys it now," Sylvia commented, one eyebrow rising high on her forehead. It was the only outward sign she gave of having reached orgasm. Once more the doctor pulled her hand from between her legs, wiping it against the front of her dress while watching Tanya's ultimate degradation.
The teenager's body was barely visible. It looked as if she was being devoured by a black bear. Her white, shivering legs could be seen just under King's furry black ones while her arms moved languidly over the sofa cushions. The Doberman's thick-muscled hindquarters were starting to move up and down, a sign the animal had begun his fucking in earnest.
"Uh, uh!" Tanya cried with each forward thrust. What a strange feeling! The animal's cock was reaming her out, sliding in and out faster and faster until she was grunting with the pounding force of his fucking. Gradually the bumps on his knob were exciting her clit, making her snatch tremble and actually start to grasp at the animal's prick.
No, it wasn't as exciting as a man's cock fucking her. King was moving too quickly and his cock, though large, wasn't nearly the size that seemed to turn the young woman's cunt on. Still the young woman was fascinated with her reaction to the dog's fucking. Her pussy was growing hot, tight, wet. Who knows what would happen if King would keep this up for a while? But something told the blonde teen he'd finish soon.
"OHHHHHH!"
King was trying to work the fat bump in front of his cockroot into her pussy. He growled, his claws scratching her flesh while his head pressed down harder against the back of her neck. His body trembled, the growl increasing in intensity as he shoved down and forward.
"NO!"
Instinctively, Tanya tightened her cuntal muscles, preventing him from slipping his dick any farther up her snatch. What that pressure did was to hurry the animal along toward his orgasm. King barked, relaxed his grip somewhat and started his fucking all over again.
Tanya groaned low and closed her eyes as the Doberman's long red dick shaft became coated with her thick cuntal cream. His furry balls bobbed and swung against the rounded bottoms of her ass cheeks. The young girl felt her pussy muscles contract and grab at the gouging doggie prick.
Tanya felt her big ass muscles cramp up. The sensitive places between her fingers and toes started to itch. Yes, she was growing excited with each passing second. Oh, God, excited by this dog, this . . . animal!
But was it any worse than what had happened to her earlier? Rape? Whips? Enemas? What was worse than all those thrown together?
King whined loudly, his hips flailing against her thighs. The girl's body rocked against the sofa, her tits jiggling with the animal's powerful fucking blows. King's pointed ears were flattened back against his big head while his black nostrils quivered with excitement. The short fur around his neck bristled, while his dark brown eyes rolled around in his head.
The room was filled with the squishy, sucking noise of his cock plowing through her tumid pussymeat. Tanya thought the sound reminded her of a pole going in and out of a pool of soft mud. The blonde teenager clawed at the leather with her fingernails, trying to rip the material as the big Doberman went into his final round of fucking. His pointed cockhead plowed through the folds of her snatch, tickling the nerve endings there, making the young woman cry out with unspeakable delight.
Yes, yes! the awful thing that it was, Tanya was starting to pant as hard as the beast covering her! She was backing against the big dog, wagging her butt the way he was wagging his stubby tail. She was enjoying this, loving this filthy, unnatural act!
"OHHH!"
King stopped his fucking suddenly, hugging her lithe body hard while letting out a steady low growl from his throat. Then the girl felt something scalding the walls of her cunt. Yes, he was cumming, shooting his load of doggie spunk and dumping it into her snatch! She squealed and grunted as the hot, sticky streams sprayed into her hole, quickly filling up the tight cunt channel and spilling out onto her thighs. Tanya gritted her teeth together, shuddering and gasping as King unloaded more of the white sticky jism from his furry balls.
He came quickly, holding onto Tanya for as long as it took to cum. Then, shuddering, the big Doberman backed off the crouched young teenager, dropping to the floor and trotting to one side of Sylvia Barringer's desk. There he curled up and licked the tip of his shrinking dick.
"Take her back to her room after you clean her up. She'll see the pictures in a few hours," Sylvia said dryly.
The orderlies scooped the still groaning teenager from the floor and half-carried her from the room.
Tanya still didn't remember what had happened to her, from that point on to the following morning. Had the men raped her once more? She doubted it.
Vaguely, the girl remembered them talking about what kind of filthy slut she was, letting that dog fuck her. They shoved her in a shower and let the hot water wash off the fur from her flesh, and the cum from out of her snatch. She was exhausted, confused, and defeated. Tanya was good for nothing else except sleep.
And sleep she did. Once in her cell and thrown onto her bed, naked, the young woman crawled under the thin cotton topsheet and slept the sleep of the dead. Her dreams were clouded with horrible, erotic visions of men chasing her with long, knobby animal cocks. And behind them all, Sylvia Barringer, with her dark red, juicy cunt, fingering herself, waiting for Tanya to be destroyed by these spectres of lust.
In the morning, she awoke with a start. In front of her was a small movie screen. A projector had been set up. Sylvia was there. But oh, what a change there had been! The older woman was ready for play, it seemed. Those high leather boots rising just beyond her knees were drawn on, while the harness that wrapped around her arms and waist made her large tits bulge out even farther from her chest.
"Now you'll see what kind of filth you are," Sylvia said as Tanya rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Before the girl could comment, the projector whirred on.
In spite of the morning light barely filtering in through the barred window high above, Tanya could easily make out herself crouched in front of the sofa. Chills ran up and down her spine as she watched the image of the Doberman crawl up her body, tighten around her sides, and finally- "NO!"
Tanya covered her eyes, twisting her head away in shame.
"Watch it, you bitch! Watch it and realize what kind of slut you are!" Sylvia barked, tearing the young teenager's hands from her face and forcing Tanya to sit through the entire documentary of her perversion. "Oh, noooo!"
"Yes, Tanya, yes. You did it," Sylvia said as the film ended. The older woman swapped reels on the projector and rewound the film. "And just to make sure this lesson has sunk in, we're going to watch it one more time."
"Oh, no! Please, I know, I KNOW!" the blonde teenager said, tears streaming down her face. Sylvia had been right the day before. Now, guilt and shame crashed down on her. She had seen her face bloated with unnatural lust! How obscene, how incredibly filthy and sickening that act had appeared on film.
Tanya couldn't believe the growling blonde on the screen had been her, hours earlier. It was apparent she'd enjoyed herself. And how awful it looked, that big black Doberman covering her with his furry body while pile-driving his cock in and out of her snatch!
She shivered, rubbing her palms up and down over her forearms. Tanya felt her belly turn over. If she had to watch that awful scene over again, the girl was sure she'd vomit!
"Watch!"
Tanya sat through the next showing, sobbing quietly as once more the image of her body being raped by that large Doberman appeared on the screen. Yes, she was a slut, something she already knew, but refused to admit.
Turning toward Sylvia, the young woman wondered why the doctor was dressed in that bizarre outfit. It was the same one she'd worn the first day Tanya came in and was forced to submit to the beer enema.
"There. Now you know what kind of a slut you are. Whether you freely admit it to yourself or not, the proof is there on film," Sylvia said, pointing to the reels. "The moment you admit to it, we can start on your cure."
Tanya collapsed into horrible, hysterical sobbing. Yes, yes, it was all true. She was a drunk! She was a slut! Her mother had been right to confine her to this horrible place!
"Oh, God! Yes, yes, yes! I'm everything you say I am!" the girl wailed, covering her face after glancing up at Sylvia, and flinging herself on the cot. Her shoulders shook with the force of her crying.
"Yes, yes. You're well on the way," Sylvia murmured after Tanya had calmed down. "But now you must get on with the second phase of your treatment, full acceptance of your body and what it can do."
The words took some time to sink in. But slowly Tanya stopped her sobbing and pulled her head from her arms.
"Wh-what?" she stammered, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Before, you did what you did simply from a need in your pussy. You didn't understand what was happening, or why. That's the act of a common street slut. You've got to learn how to control and use your body. That's the act of an intelligent woman."
Sylvia pulled the confused young woman up from the cot.
"Come with me and let me show you something," Sylvia said, taking Tanya by the wrist and pulling her gently out of the cell.
The nervous blonde teenager walked quickly behind the doctor, her naked buttocks jiggling with her rapid steps. She wished she had her dress back on. No one was in the hall. Still, the thought of having one of the orderlies coming up on her like that, frightened and embarrassed her.
"Oh, no!" Tanya cried, stopping short of the doorway. She recognized this place. It was the entrance hall to the tower, that place where she'd been brutalized so cruelly before.
"Don't be such a stupid girl. I told you we were beginning the second phase of your treatment. I don't lie, Tanya. Come on," Sylvia coaxed gently, leading the reluctant naked blonde the remaining twenty some feet to the large green metal door.
"What's happening?" Tanya whispered as she stepped into the large cement-walled room.
A young brunette was hanging like a piece of beef from a crossbar suspended by chains from the ceiling. Her tits rolled against her chin while her long, dark brown hair brushed over the cement floor. Two older women Tanya had never seen before were standing in front of the terrified young woman, calling her horrible names, telling her that she was a disgrace to her family and her friends.
It had been the same treatment she'd received several weeks earlier. Tanya hid behind the doctor. To the right, she recognized Sam and Mike with the other orderly. Sylvia had called out the troops for this girl!
"This is Marcie Williams. Maybe you've heard of the name before. The Williams family owns most of the movie industry in Los Angeles. Marcie here," Sylvia said, her tone changing to a motherly one, "was running dope in and out of her high school. A real China Clipper, this one. Her parents could do nothing with her, and sent her here. You see, we do get problem children at this institution. Not everyone is as cooperative as you, my dear."
Tanya felt a chilling kind of empathy spring up suddenly between her and the others. It suddenly occurred to her that they were looking at her as if she was one of the staff. In a matter of minutes, she'd changed roles, it appeared, from that of victim to tormentor.
She looked at the young woman hanging in that grotesque position and felt a thrill of power, mixed with lust.
Now Tanya could understand the erotic pleasure of having another human being at your mercy. Moving behind a table, Tanya slid her hands down to her bare crotch and peeled her swelling outer labes apart, sticking her forefinger into her hot little hole and working it around while Sylvia sauntered up to the helpless brunette.
At the snap of her fingers, Sylvia produced from the orderlies two small brightly colored cylinders. Dangling from the ends were wicks. What were they? Candles? No, they were far too thin to be candles. And scrawled across the faded shafts were some kind of strange Oriental characters. Oh, God, they were fire crackers!
"NOOOOO!"
Marcie recognized what they were at the same time Tanya did. Her eyes widened, her body trembling and straining at the bonds. She beat at the hard cold floor with her fists. Tanya drew her hands to her mouth and watched in disbelief. They were going to tear the brunette's cunt to pieces with those terrible explosives!
"Oh, yes, Marcie, yes," Sylvia hissed, examining the small firecrackers. She held them close to the girl's face, rolling them around in her fingers.
Tanya glanced down and saw that the harness straps pressing against the girl's bloated cuntlips were glistening with her hot pussy oil. And strangely enough, the blonde teen realized that she too was growing excited over the prospect of this coming torture.
Without saying another word, Sylvia brutally jammed one firecracker in Marcie's clenched pussy. Tanya felt her cunt spasm as she watched the second one being jammed into the girl's shitter.
"Now we'll see just how good you are at taking this kind of punishment! God only knows the kind of horror you visited on innocent children when you pushed your filthy drugs on them," Sylvia said, her voice darkening as she lit the fuses with a lighter.
Tanya held her breath, moving her fingers around in her hole. She could feel her snatch clamping down on her hand, felt hot juices wetting down her wrist. The fuses were slow-burning. Sylvia had given the girl plenty of time to think about what was happening. But Marcie didn't appear to be repentant. She glanced up, her face a mask of horror as the fuses burned ever closer to the firecrackers.
The flickering flames were rapidly approaching the firecrackers now. Tanya watched as the heat spread across the screaming brunette's lower ass slope and singed Marcie's pussy lips. The brunette's legs trembled and pulled at the cross bar, making the chain supporting it rattle. There was little she could do except pray, and someone like Marcie Williams had long since passed the concept of prayer.
There was a second's hesitation when it appeared as if the twin firecrackers might sputter out. Then the powder ignited and the explosives detonated.
Tanya flinched, watching Marcie twist and scream in front of her. She was sure thousands of needles had ripped the girl's pussy and ass. Marcie screamed loudly, then sank unconscious in her bonds.
"You're a fortunate girl, Tanya. That might have happened to you if you hadn't seen your ways."
The blonde shivered, watching as the orderlies lowered the unconscious brunette to the floor. Yes, it was fortunate indeed. But what was next? When could she get out of this place?
CHAPTER TEN
"But that was a young woman who isn't as intelligent as you. She's depraved, Tanya, and it will take us weeks, perhaps months to cure her," Sylvia went on as Sam and Mike dragged the young brunette from the torture chamber.
Sylvia didn't say another word. Walking up to the blonde, the older woman reached down and cupped Tanya's cunt in her right hand. The girl flinched, but didn't howl or scream.
"Yes, yes! I was right," Sylvia said, her thin lips slowly turning up into a strange smile. "You're one of us, whether you admit it or not. That's good. And you recognize it. I see it in your eyes."
Tanya had an idea what the doctor was talking about, and it sickened as well as excited her. This dual feeling was reflected in her face.
"I see you haven't fully come to accept it. That's natural enough," Sylvia said, shrugging her shoulders while still smiling. "It took me much time to admit the same to myself. But I see much potential in you, Tanya, much, much potential."
With that, the doctor led Tanya from behind the box to the center of the room. Mike and Sam had reappeared, joining their partner whose name the blonde later learned was Jeff.
"I've told the staff I wouldn't be in my office for some time. That was to give us hours to enjoy ourselves, to experiment, as it were, with various devices we can later use on patients."
Tanya watched as the three men disrobed. Sylvia was growing excited. She saw the woman's nipples stiffening, poking out from her tawny tit flesh. The leather straps leading up from the harness and encircling her large tits strained at the attached points.
"Tie her to the board."
The words crackled like an explosion in the room. The three men grabbed Tanya, holding her tightly and dragging her back to a six-foot piece of one-inch plywood tilted back at a slight angle. Tanya didn't fight. They weren't going to hurt her, at least not to the point of bodily destruction. The blonde realized this now, knew what Sylvia meant when the doctor told her she was one of them.
Yes, she sought out pain, looked for humiliation, and enjoyed watching other undergo the same degradation. This was what Sylvia meant about using her body! She couldn't destroy it on alcohol or drugs or mindless sex, save everything for the ultimate, the most gross, the most extreme, the most satisfying acts of sex possible!
"Strap her down."
The naked men did as they were told, cuffing her wrists and ankles to either end of the plywood. Tiny splinters dug teasingly into the young woman's flesh as she moved her body back and forth. Sylvia moved up to her and reached down. The board tilted back farther.
"We'll see what your tolerance quotient is."
Tanya soon realized what the older woman was talking about. From behind the device, Sam and Mike pulled out what appeared to be a hand generator. Wires streamed out from one side while a well-used wooden handle projected from the other. Sylvia picked up several of the clamps attached to the wires and examined them. They appeared to be rusty.
"I'm curious as to the amount of pain you can experience. This has been the best way for us to judge. I'm sure you'll find it enjoyable as well as, well, uncomfortable," Sylvia said, smiling that same, frozen, chilling smile as before.
Tanya flinched as Dr. Barringer opened one small clamp and lowered it to her cunt, closing the sharp-toothed object on her right cuntlips. Another, and then a third clamp, was attached to the same outer labe. The weight of the clamps pulled Tanya's thick-fleshed cuntlip away from her hole.
"Mike, you do the same to the other, will you?" Sylvia ordered mechanically.
Three similar clamps were attached to the young blonde teen's left labe, while Sylvia fastened two clamps to the girl's stiffening nipples. She was wired up like some kind of monster in a horror film. The cold metal teeth bit into her cunt and tit-tips as Sylvia stepped back and admired her handiwork.
"Now for the test."
The three naked men fingered their stiff cocks, using the pre-cum oozing from their piss-slits as a lube while Sylvia studied Tanya, and turned the wooden handle a half-turn.
"Uhhhh!"
Tanya felt a flow of tingling heat pierce her nipples and pussy. She flinched on the wood, her shoulders moving against the board while her legs buckled and quivered. The blonde teen twisted her head around and stared pleadingly at Sylvia. But she knew she could expect no reprieve from the doctor.
"That's good. No screams, and even some body movement," Sylvia commented, her eyes glittering with excitment. She turned the handle once more, this time a full turn.
Tanya cried out this time, her body stiffening.
She arched her back, pressing her shoulders against the plywood while jerking her legs and arms. The sharp, sputtering heat radiating from the clamps shot through her like wildfire.
Tanya could feel her cuntal muscles spasm and contract because of the shooting electricity. That curious reaction reminded the blonde teen of an experiment she performed in high school biology when they took frogs' legs and attached them to batteries. She was the same thing, a biological experiment, strapped down to this table, wired up as a curiosity piece. And yet somehow this didn't bother Tanya. In fact, it actually excited the young girl!
"More!"
Sylvia turned the crank slowly but steadily now, giving the screaming blonde teenager a low but constant current of electrical juice. Tanya jerked around on the board, twisting her body as much as the bonds would allow. Her pussy tightened and relaxed while her clit popped out and sputtered with excitement.
She was juicing herself, and her pussy cream short-circuited the electrical set-up. Sparks ignited some of her pussy hairs. Sylvia watched, licking her lower lip, turning the wooden crank harder as the smell of burning hair and cunt flesh filled the room.
"YAHHHH!" Tanya screamed, tightening her buttocks and throwing her body up.
She couldn't take any more. She felt herself losing consciousness quickly. That's when Sylvia stopped turning the crank.
"You've taken the maximum amount, my dear," Sylvia said, her smile broadening. "Take off the clamps. We have rewards here as well as punishments."
Tanya murmured her thanks as Mike and Sam pulled her from the plywood. Then suddenly she realized what the reward was going to be. Sam was pinning her arms back while Mike sank to his knees, shoving his face into the thicket of her cuntal hairs.
"Ohhhhh!"
She should have been shocked. But why? After all that had happened? His fingers moved up over her belly, up to her sore titty-tips. He massaged her injured nipples gently with his fingers while his tongue scraped along the passages of her wet cunt. After the sharp bursts of electricity in her pussy, the orderly's tongue and lips pressing against her snatch felt sooo good! Tanya closed her eyes and gave into this oral massage.
"Man, good ass!"
Sam was moving his thighs back and forth, sliding his dick up and down the girl's tight asscrack. Tanya felt the hotly bloated end of his cock work into her butt. His hands slid up and down her sides while Mike's tongue stiffened and moved up her cuntal slit, finally touching her clit and sending the girl off into spasms of delight.
"Get her down on the mat."
Tanya was moved across the floor to a gym mat, and lowered gently. Then confusion followed.
Mike was still between her legs as the blonde lay on her ass. He sucked and gurgled at her flowing cunt, fluttering his tongue maddeningly against her clit. Sylvia stood over the teenager for a second, fondling her tits, then slowly lowering herself over the girl's mouth.
"Suck on it, Tanya. Suck my cunt the way he's sucking yours," the older woman said.
Tanya opened her eyes and saw the thick blonde bush of cuntal hairs lowering down onto her face. She saw the dark, red cuntmeat peeling open from the tension created by Sylvia's spread thighs. There was the sharp, heady odor of the woman's excited twat. Then the young woman felt Sylvia's cuntal hairs tickling the insides of her nostrils. Yes, she'd suck off the older woman. She'd suck onto anything now!
"OHHHHH!" Sylvia groaned, snapping her head back. She moved up and down, riding Tanya's fluttering tongue while reaching up and pinching her tits.
"Man, I'm gettin' into this!" Sam said, rolling down on the mat and sliding up to Tanya's side. He pushed her slightly over at an angle, inching his thighs under her butt.
Tanya knew he was going to butt fuck her. She felt him spitting on his fingers, working them then over her asscrack. She felt him moving one leg in between hers, then shoving his cock up into her buttocks.
"UHHHH!"
Tanya's cry, as Sam's dickhead pressed hard against her asshole, made Sylvia stiffen and groan loudly. The doctor started bouncing up and down, leaving large, wet prints on the blonde teenager's cheeks and chin. Tanya moaned once more when she felt her ass muscles give way and admit the big orderly's cock into her butthole.
"Suck me!" Jeff, the third orderly said. He walked up to Sylvia and lowered his hands to her head, guiding her face toward his snatch.
Although floating in the throes of her own sexuality, Tanya still realized what was happening. Would Sylvia, normally a woman who didn't like to indulge directly in sex with her employees, give in?
"Oh, yes, yesssss!" the woman hissed, opening her mouth and engulfing his fat nine-inch cock.
The five of them fucked and sucked in this weird daisy chain. Mike's mouth sucked hard on Tanya's pussy, his tongue concentrating on her clit when he heard the two men say they were going to cum.
"Fuck it! I'm gonna ram'er!" he muttered to himself. The big man slipped both hands under the blonde's thighs and hiked them up, sliding forward quickly on his knees and plowing his hard ten-incher into Tanya's swampy snatch.
"Ummmmm!"
Tanya was going to pop off. She could feel Sylvia's cunt trembling over her mouth. The blonde teenager stuck her tongue up into the doctor's pussy and touched her clit.
"AIYEEE!"
Sylvia came with the fury of a firestorm. She pitched forward, holding onto Jeff's thick muscled thighs while driving her lips all the way to his cockroot. Her cries turned into choked sobs as the big man fired his load of jizz down her throat.
Tanya moaned again, feeling both orderlies cumming into her. She was inundated with jizz, her body filled to the hilt with thick, hot lava-like cum.
Oh, God, this was what it meant to be alive! Now she understood what Sylvia was trying to tell her. She had tremendous tolerance for pain and pleasure. The abuse she'd endured proved that. The electrical device had proven that. And now this obscene wild daisy chain proved that!
"Ohhhhhh," Tanya groaned as Sylvia uneasily stood up.
The doctor turned around, putting both hands shakily on the table and brushing back several strands of blonde hair. Below her lay Tanya and the three orderlies. She smiled weakly.
Yes, Tanya would make a good pupil!
And the blonde girl smiled back for the first time.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"You're a lot different," Jack said, his brawny body moving sensuously against hers.
"How's that?" Tanya said, raising her eyebrows while hooking her hands around his neck and drawing him closer. It had been nearly a month since her release from the manor.
"I . . . don't know. Just something weird about you."
Tanya laughed, throwing her head back and moving her naked body closer to Jack's. She loved the way his hard cock felt against her pussy. She was almost working it into her hot, furry little snatch.
"Well, that's good. I've been away a while. It's good to be noticed."
"Baby, I'd have to be dead not to notice you," Jack murmured, bending forward and kissing her.
They were back at her home, her mother having gone out for the evening. Tanya wasn't worried about her coming in and surprising them. Her mother was convinced, by Sylvia, that Tanya had completely been cured. She had, but in a way the older woman couldn't even begin to guess.
"Ohhhh, that's good. Feel me all over. Make me feel good," the girl whispered into his ear, flicking her tongue in the canal and making Jack shudder.
"That's gonna be real easy, real easy," he whispered back.
Tanya felt him press his lips against hers. She went wild. Suddenly, images of the whips, of the enemas, of the dog, of all of them in that wild daisy chain, of the electrodes attached to her cunt and nipples, flashed through her mind. She sucked at his tongue, feeling the pit of her cunt melting. Her pussy was contracting, winking shut. Ohhh, she wanted his cock tearing at her, ripping her pussy to pieces!
"OHHHH, FUCK ME!" she cried.
"Baby, baby," Jack whispered.
Tanya loved the way the scratchy, sparse hairs on his chest tickled her nipples. She felt his hand move down between her legs, cupping her pussy, squeezing down gradually until she felt her cunt twitch under the pressure. Tanya moaned, moving her head from side to side as he pushed her thighs apart.
Jack's thumb was working back and forth, pushing her puffy outer cuntlips apart and sliding over her hot, wet cuntmeat. Tanya cried out, biting her lower lip until it bled.
Ohhhh, how wonderful, how marvelous to feel this! She stretched her limbs out on the bed, squeezing her buttocks together, hiking up her wet crotch as Jack moved his fingers greedily over her hot little pussy.
Her twat simmered now. As Jack's tongue wiggled down her throat, she thought of King and his tongue. Ohhh, how her pussy had moved when the big Doberman slobbered his snout over her crotch! The hairs on Jack's body reminded her of the larger animal's short, furry coat! How Tanya had begged Sylvia to stop him! And yet, when she warmed up to the big animal, the blonde teen couldn't get enough of him!
Tanya pulled away from the wet kiss. Every tooth in her mouth throbbed after the wild thrusts of the athlete's tongue.
"Man, you're somethin' else," Jack said, eyeing her suspiciously. "What did they do to you in that place?"
"Nothing much," Tanya said, wishing he'd get tired of this interrogation. Her pussy was burning, on fire, aflame with perverted lust. She wished she could tell him to tie her up, beat her, put pinchers on her tits, her cuntlips, whip his belt across her butt, then fuck her until she bled.
But no, no, she couldn't do that. Would he understand? Wouldn't he just pick up and leave her high and dry? Although Tanya wished he could do some of the exotic things she learned at the sanitarium, the young woman didn't want to lose Jack.
"Mmmmmmm!"
The sliding, rolling finger tips moved from the top of her cuntal mound to the wet, slippery zone around her pussy. Tanya felt her mind exploding into a million brightly colored pieces. She pressed her lower belly against the long, thick ridge of his cock, grinding her thighs invitingly. Jack smiled, shaking the sweat from his eyes.
"Man, you keep doin' this and I'm gonna shoot!"
Tanya frowned. How could he even think about something like that? They'd just begun! Sylvia had programmed her carefully after that five-way in the old tower of the castle. She learned to hold back, to maximize her cum and to make a man serve her instead of the opposite.
"No, no," she whispered, reaching down and cupping the young athlete's balls gently in her hand. She squeezed down, rolling his nuts from side to side. "Don't cum, don't shoot!"
Jack tensed, stiffening his back and neck while pushing his dick against her groin.
"Yeah, yeah, keep doin that! Don't make me cum yet!"
Tanya moved her fingers up, curling them tightly around the base of his fat dickroot and squeezing tightly. She could feel the thick blue veins throbbing against the palm of her hand. He was close, very close. Several drops of pre-cum oozed from his piss-slit, wetting down her fingers. Ohhh, no, she was barely hot! The girl squezed down more tightly, keeping still until Jack stopped his groaning.
With a sigh of relief, Tanya let her belly relax against the heat of his rigid cock. A smear of pre-cum dribbled against her pussy now. She slid her hand back around his thick neck and down his chest.
Tanya loved the sensation of that big young man pressed hard against her. Jack breathed hard against her. Tanya could almost see Sylvia watching her, nodding her head in approval as Jack continued fucking her. Ohhh, God, how badly her cunt needed a hard, ramming cock. Tanya was determined to get it, in spades!
His big hands moved up and down her body, pinning her shoulders to the mattress. Somewhere in the distance she could hear dogs barking. It was night, nearly eight. Everyone was watching television. And yet she was upstairs, supposedly cured of her ways, fucking her brains out with this super stud.
The big young athlete rolled his hips now, his cock pushing against the top of Tanya's cuntal mound. His fingers tightened on her shoulders, holding her more tightly down to the bed than before.
Tanya moved her thighs toward him, shoving her knees farther apart. Ohhh, how delicious it was to feel his fat, spongy dickhead pressing against her clit! The young blonde teenager sighed, rocking her body from side to side. She was directing his dickhead from one cuntlip to the other. Her tiny clit rolled under the exotic pressure, sending more sexual heat to her swirling brain and her cunt.
Tanya grabbed at Jack's face, feeling her mind spinning in a whirlpool of lust. Jack sucked and bit at her neck, every nibble sending flashes of lust up and down her spine.
For a second, the young woman imagined that his teeth belonged to King. She could just picture the large Doberman towering over her, peeling back his black rubbery lips, revealing his double row of fangs. Ohhh, how her pussy felt when he sank them into the soft, sensitive tumid meat! How she almost passed out with unspeakable delight when he shook her pussy like a rag!
"UHHH!"
Tanya rocked her hips forward, sliding the greasy cuntal cleft over his cockhead. The young woman squirmed, trying to slide onto his rockhard dick. But her body was trapped by his. The young woman's movements were minimal. She let out another low moan from her throat. Tanya wanted his dick deep in her. She needed that sensation of being stuffed to the hilt, of having her cuntal walls stretched by that mammoth prong hanging between Jack's thick-muscled legs.
With a forward shove of her thighs, Tanya finally managed to center her cunthole over the dome of his cockrod. She rubbed her stiff nipples against him, looking for the scratch hairs on his chest. Ohhhh, how good they felt tickling her titty-tips! With another low groan, the young woman felt his cockhead spread her pussylips apart and slowly start its slippery, itchy entry.
It was all the girl needed to set her off. When the wide, flared head was still pressing against the outside of her cuntal throat, Tanya felt the steamy, belly-filling tension starting up in her crotch. She moved her hips from side to side, pressing her snatch onto his cock.
The big athlete grunted, shoving forward and up. With a greasy-sounding pop, the head of his cock slid past the tense, eager ring of her snatch. Tanya cried out, clawing at the young man on top Of her. She felt herself melting into a hot mass of lust.
But even more surprising was Jack's reaction. He had been so in control that last time they'd fucked. But, now, Tanya-felt that she was the boss. She moved her ass around the bed, silently telling the young man what she wanted.
Jack followed her lead, flicking his tongue deep into her mouth.
"Ohhh, yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me good!"
"Baby, you're one hell of a wild woman! Shit, they must've done a good number on you," he whispered, pushing the knob past the most sensitive part of her pussy.
The hard ridge stimulated the nerves inside. The young woman squeezed her cuntmuscles, milking lightly at him without moving her thighs. Jack grunted in delight, shoving forward and burying a few more inches of his dick into her.
"Baby, I love your body!"
"Oh, do you?" Tanya was gasping in lungfuls of air. "Do you really?"
Jack answered by kissing her passionately. She loved the sensation of his strong belly pressing against hers. He climbed her, fucked powerfully into her drenched pussy. The hard, thick cock was making squishy, sexy noises as it probed deep inside of her steamy pussy. Oh, God, this was a piece of heaven! The feeling of that thick hunk of dickmeat inside of her cunt made her whimper into his mouth.
"Oh, no! Close, close," she stammered, tearing once more away from his wet kiss.
Jack eased his dick gently from her cunt. Tanya could feel hot streaks of her juice dribbling down her ass and thighs. She was soaked with her own cunt butter. She'd never been this wet before! Her mind was a maelstrom of wild thoughts. She wanted to fuck every way there was to fuck!
"Baby, gonna fuck you wild! Where's some pantyhose or somethin'?"
Tanya told him where he could find it. She watched him get up after pulling his dick all the way out of her snatch. The heavy swing of his prick thrilled her. How fantastic that big thing was! The orderlies at the sanitarium of course were well hung. Sylvia said later on that that was the reason she'd chosen them. But Jack . . . well, he took the prize!
The young man pulled a pair of pantyhose and a silk belt from her bathrobe from a drawer, and returned to the bed. As he bent over her with the belt, the young woman cupped a hand under his balls.
"You'll make me cum," he warned.
Tanya pouted. No, she wouldn't try anything strange with him, yet. He'd break off this session, freak out, or shoot his load off. Jack went about his business, winding the silk pantyhose around her ankles.
"Give me your hands," he said. He wrapped the belt around her wrists, pulling it tight. She was on her side, helpless as Jack bent her knees back. He pulled her wrists and ankles together and tied both together with two knots. He shoved her onto her back once more.
The soles of her feet pressed together, and each ankle was tied to one of her wrists. She couldn't close her knees or roll away. Ohhh, how much this was like the times in that castle! Tanya felt herself juicing like crazy!
Tanya whimpered with wild lust. She strained against the bonds. The young woman arched her back as Jack wet down her nipples teasingly, touching the tip of one lightly, then the other.
Now he climbed back, sliding his dick into her. Tanya bit blood from her lip, whined like a puppy thought her nostrils. That wonderful dick was deep inside of her. Ohhhh, God, it was incredible! She found that by tensing her large ass muscles, the thrilling rub of his dick was amplified. It felt like a wild, gouging animal eating at her velvety, hot, wet cuntal walls.
Jack had her other tit in his mouth now. As he roughed the tender nipple with his tongue, she felt her body explode. Yes. Close, she was close! Sylvia had told her that when she was ready, she should let go, let herself fly into the air and blow to pieces. That was the only way to have sex!
Tanya ground her hips wildly. The juice from her cunt seemed to be spraying out as Jack fucked her into a sex frenzy. He moved his mouth back up to hers and kissed her hard, keeping his cock in the convulsing folds of her cunt.
Tanya felt her body quiver all over. She cried and twisted her hips from one side to the other. The silk belt and hose burned her flesh. She was only a second away from madness. Then the second was gone and she went crazy, nuts with yelping fits as the final flames burned over her. A core of white-hot joy exploded over her pussy. At the same time she could feel Jack jerking over her body, almost beating her with his legs and arms as squirt after spurt of jizz shot into her.
For minutes later, the two of them writhed and bucked. When it was over, Jack untied the hose and belt, kissing the chafed areas gently while fingering her juiced, cum-smeared pussy.
"Baby, I hope I didn't hurt you."
Tanya didn't say a word, but smiled a smile similar to that of Sylvia's. No, she enjoyed it! She would ask for more, as much as Jack could possibly give her!
Sylvia had promised the young woman that she could come in for check-up visits when necessary.
Yes, she could see she might need a few of those. And then . . . well, the young woman thought of college ahead. Perhaps she could take up psychology ... as Sylvia had once done.
