Perverts 'R' Us

Ashley - Part 3

By Loki925 ( dog/g )

This story is totally fictitious and does not contain anything or anyone in reality, whatever that is.

Two weeks had passed without a sign of Bill but Ashley did not miss the dog at all. She was very happy giving her pussy to Joe. The only problem she had now was she had a really huge crush on her uncle, who she found out was only nine years older than she was.

Nine years was not that big of a difference to Ashley who had fucked men more than twice her uncle's age. The only thing Ashley did not know at this point was what to do with her feelings toward her uncle. Should she try to seduce him, or what? She just did not know.

Today was shopping day. Ashley and her uncle were going to a town about fifty miles away from where her uncle lived. The town had a large strip-mall with all the normal stores.

Ethan decided to leave Joe home today and let Ashley be his eyes. It was a big responsibility for his young niece but it was one he felt she was more than ready for.

Ashley held her uncle's arm as she had been instructed to do. She liked the idea of being her uncle's eyes. She did not know that she actually had worked for this day. But even if she did it would not have mattered to her. She was going to be the best guide she could be.

The transportation arrived, and about sixty minutes later they were dropped of at the strip-mall. Ashley held her uncle's arm and off they went. Their first stop was the grocery store which was in the center of the strip-mall.

Ashley led her uncle to the sidewalk. They started to walk toward the grocery store when Ashley noticed a woman with a dog on a leash, and the dog looked exactly like Bill. The woman was dressed in a red short leather skirt and a matching top. She was wearing black mesh nylons and red high heels. Ashley placed the woman close to her mother's age.

As the woman and the dog drew close to her and Ethan, there was no doubt in Ashley's mind the dog was Bill. She hoped that Bill would not recognize her, but he barked once at Ashley. The bark sent a chill of fear up her spine. The woman smiled at her, and then passed Ashley and Ethan by. At that point Ashley did not know what the smile meant, but it creeped her out.

Relieved that Bill only barked at her, Ashley led her uncle into the grocery store. In the store they started to fill the long shopping list she had written. To make things easier, Ashley would leave her uncle holding the cart and go down the aisles to pick up the stuff on her list.

Ethan knew his niece could run away, but he trusted her now. She was no longer the same girl who came to live with him more than a month ago. Her attitude had changed. While he knew Ashley still had a lot of rough edges that would never be polished, he had the same kind of rough edges his niece had.

One could not be a ranger if he did not think he was better than the huge majority of other men. The rangers did not break his spirit. They gave him discipline, which was exactly what he lacked when he was seventeen, and was probably twice the rebel his niece was. Now he was teaching his niece the same things he had learned and she was adapting very well. Rangers always walked with pride and swagger. He saw the same kind of pride in his niece, a pride in oneself.

Ashley was so busy picking out items that she failed to notice that the woman in the red leather skirt was watching her. She dropped her items into the cart and went down the next aisle. She was looking at the shampoo and trying to decide what smell her uncle would like the best on her hair.

"Hello," the woman in the short red leather skirt said to Ashley, "My name is Eva and this is my friend Harold."

Ashley turned around and faced Eva and Harold, who was six feet tall with a paunch and a scruffy two-day-old beard. Harold looked mean, but he did not frighten Ashley who thought, "So what?"

"What is your name?" asked Eva.

"Ashley." she answered gruffly.

"Ashley, dear Bill has marked you as his bitch."

"So she is the one who trained Bill," Ashley thought, and continued to listen to the woman.

"Now Ashley dear, if you come with me quietly, there will be no trouble."

"I am not going anywhere with you." she said defiantly. She knew her uncle trusted her now and there was no way she would break that trust just because some woman knew she had fucked a dog. "Where is the dumb bitch's proof?" she thought.

"Ashley, see that man just behind your blind uncle? He is Harold's brother Hank."

Ashley turned and saw the man Eva was talking about. He was shorter and had a bigger gut than his brother Harold had.

"Yeah, I see him." she answered casually.

"If you don't come with me, he will kill your poor, blind uncle."

Ashley looked around the store. She saw the round camera globes in the ceiling and there were about a dozen other people in the store. She knew from experience that you did not steal shit in a store where there were people and cameras all over the place, and you sure did not kill someone in the same kind of store.

She looked at the woman and knew she was full of crap, so she said, "Fuck you, bitch!"

The woman was surprised at Ashley's answer, but she knew her bluff had been called. She looked at Ashley and said, "Do not think for one moment this is over. When Bill marks a bitch, she is a dog slut for the rest of her life."

Eva turned and walked away from Ashley. Any normal girl would be left to wonder if what she had said was true or not, but Ashley was not any normal girl, and she quickly dismissed what the 'Bitch' had said.

She knew she liked fucking Joe, but she would prefer a man, a man just like her u---. Ashley did not want to finish the thought and cut herself short. It was truly a strange thought for she knew she was falling in love with her own uncle, and she did not really want to think about it.

Ethan and Ashley finished their grocery shopping and left the carts full of groceries just inside the manager's office. The store provided this service for all handicapped people who lived in the area.

They did some other shopping and made one last stop at a women's store. Ashley had told her uncle that her bras were getting too tight. Not that they really were, she just wanted to see her uncle's reaction when she said the words, "bra and breasts."

Ashley was disappointed when her uncle did not turn the slightest shade of red. They walked into the store and were helped by a nice sales clerk who fitted Ashley for a bra. Getting fitted for a bra was a new experience for Ashley who had bought her first bra by herself, disappointing her mother.

Ethan was a little uncomfortable waiting in the women's store but he was determined not to show it at all. The sales clerk finished fitting Ashley and asked her what kind of bras she would like. Ashley informed the sales clerk she would have to ask her uncle about that.

The clerk asked Ethan what kind of bras he would like for his niece. He informed the clerk a plain white bra would do. The clerk told Ethan they had five different styles of white bras. They ranged from very plain to very lacy.

The clerk placed the bras on the counter top for Ethan's inspection. This was truly an awkward situation for a man who had never bought a bra for a woman before. The last ones had been bought by Ashley's mom and delivered to him.

Ethan asked the clerk how the bras were arranged and she said, "Left to right, with the laciest at the right."

Ethan thought a moment then said, "We will take the one in the middle."

When Ashley heard that she could not resist and said, "Thank you, sir."

The bra was much prettier than the plain one she had on. She wanted to give her uncle a kiss, but the clerk had a strange look on her face. She wondered if the clerk could see how she felt about her uncle.

The clerk smiled and said, "A wise choice, sir."

The clerk knew the man looked embarrassed by the whole thing. Her look was one she gave every poor guy in the same situation, and it was a look of sympathy.

Ashley tried on the bra and it was a perfect fit. She also liked the way the bra looked on her. She left her old bra behind and wore her new bra for the journey home. As they rode home, Ashley wondered if she should tell her uncle about the woman.

But what could she say? She had fucked both Bill and Joe and she wanted to, to--- not fuck him, but make love to him. She could feel her pussy dripping as she sat close to her uncle.

Over the next couple of days, Ethan could see that Ashley was distracted by something. So he decided to talk to his young niece and maybe find out what was bothering her.

"Ashley," he asked, "Is there something bothering you?"

She wanted to tell him but she just did not know how, so she replied, "No, sir."

"Do you miss your mom?"

"No way, sir."

This was indeed puzzling. Ethan knew something was bothering his niece, but getting it out of her was proving to be a large problem. He decided to take a different tact and said, "Is there anything you would like to talk about?"

"Anything, sir?"

"Yes, anything you like."

It was the perfect opportunity for Ashley and she said, "Sir, I would like to talk about sex."

Even though Ethan knew this was coming, he took a big gulp and said, "Okay, what would like to know?"

Ashley asked him questions that would send her mother into a tizzy and she was surprised when her uncle answered each and every one. She had one last question to ask. She just stammered, "Sir, do you think I am pretty?"

Ethan felt his Braille watch. It was already 9 p.m. He had gotten over a big hump.

So he decided to give his niece some more of his time and said, "Well, from the last picture I could see of you, I would say you are very pretty."

"Sir, how long ago was that?"

"About two years ago."

"Sir, two years is a long time. How do you know I am still pretty?"

"Good question. Ashley, may I touch your face?"

"Yes sir," she replied with exuberance.

Ethan stood up and turned toward his right. Ashley got out of her chair and stood in front of her uncle. He reached across to the blurry figure that was Ashley and started to trace his hands across her face.

Ashley felt the strength in her uncle's hands but his touch was soft as water. Ethan ran his fingers through her hair and said, "Interesting haircut."

"Sir, I am going to let it grow out." Ashley said, as she found herself being turned on by her uncle's simple touch.

She felt his hands moving down her slim neck and slowly onto her shoulders. She wanted to feel his hands on her tits, but instead she felt them going down her side. She was getting very hot, so hot she was starting to sweat.

She felt his hand touch her waist and slide onto her hips and she thought, "If only he would pull off my pants and make love to me." She was as hot as the lit fuse on a firecracker.

His hands were so close to her cunt, but oh, so far away. She felt his hands slide over the seams of her panties and onto her thighs. Her knees wobbled. The hot fuse that she was touched the gunpowder. She orgasmed, groaned loudly, then fell over.

"Ashley!" Ethan shouted as Ashley slammed butt first onto the floor. Thinking that there was something gravely wrong, Ethan quickly picked his niece up and started to carry her into her bedroom.

Joe was also concerned about his mistress/bitch and he followed his master. About halfway down the hall, Ashley opened her eyes and found herself in her uncle's arms. It was right where she wanted to be. She could no longer hold her emotions back. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved her very own uncle.

She looked up at her uncle and said, "Sir, I am okay."

Ethan looked at her then said, "Let's put you on the bed and check you out, okay?"

This could work to her advantage and Ashley quickly answered, "Okay, sir."

Ethan put his niece on the bed and went to his room to get the special thermometer he had purchased. Ashley quickly undressed and waited for her uncle to return. Ethan returned to Ashley's room.

Ashley smiled. She was totally naked, now all she had to do was get him in bed with her.

Counting his steps Ethan walked toward the bed. When he was at the edge of the bed he traced his hand up the side of the bed and stopped when he was a few feet from the top of the bed.

He handed the thermometer to Ashley and said, "Put this in your ear."

"Yes, sir." she answered and put the thermometer into her ear. A short time later the device beeped and said, "Your temperature is 99.5 degrees Fahrenheit."

"Well I guess you're okay. Do you hurt anywhere?"

"Sir, just a little."

"Where?"

"Sir, give me your hand and I will show you where it hurts."

Ethan saw no problem with Ashley's request. He reached out his arm and Ashley took his hand. Slowly she guided his hand to just above her small tits. She lowered his hand till it was just above her tit.

Then she said, "I am always sore here, sir," and stroked her uncle's hand across her tit.

Was that his niece's breast he just felt? Ethan thought. It sure felt like one but a much smaller one than he was used to. "Ashley, was that your breast?"

"Yes, sir."

"Are---Are---."

"Naked. Yes, sir."

"Why?"

"Sir I want you to make love to me."

"Ashley, you know I cannot do that."

Instead of asking why, Ashley gave her uncle a clear and concise argument as to why they should. Her argument was based partly on the books she had read and on her own ideas.

Ethan was so blown away by his niece's argument, for a moment he did not know how to answer. Although the idea intrigued him he thought, "Are you crazy? She's just a kid."

Ethan was about to give her an answer when Ashley said, "Sir, the lights just went out."

At first Ethan thought this was just another part of Ashley's seduction, but when he heard glass breaking he quickly changed his mind. Someone was breaking into the house, but whom?

Joe started to growl. "Easy boy," Ethan said.

"Ashley, get up and follow me."

Ashley did not have to be told twice. She quickly got up and reached out for her uncle's hand. Their hands met and Ethan reached down towards Joe. He grasped his fur and said, "Bed Joe, bed."

Joe led them out of Ashley's room and into Ethan's room. When they arrived in the room Ethan assured Ashley that everything was going to be okay. He tried the phone, but it was dead. He opened the night stand drawer and took out the global cell phone his sister had given him a few years ago. He used the phone and called the sheriff.

He knew the sheriff would take at least twenty minutes to get to the house. So he quickly told Ashley what they were going to do. She of course thought the whole idea was way cool. He opened the closet and donned his old military vest.

Outside of the house, Hank and Harold finished smashing the window. Hank entered the house and opened the door for his brother, Eva and Bill. Eva took Bill off the leash and gave him the 'seek' command. The dog started down the hallway. He sniffed around the bathroom and then he went into his Bitch's room.

Finding nothing, he continued down the hall, turned right at the last door and caught Ashley's scent. Snarling he entered the room. Although it was not cold, Ashley started to shiver.

Bill was about halfway into the room when Ethan gave Joe the command, "Protect."

Although Joe was smaller than Bill, he felt an urgency to protect his master that gave him extra strength. Joe pounced from the bed and landed right on top of Bill. The two dogs thrashed about for several minutes before Joe pinned Bill to the floor with his teeth around the mutt's neck.

"Release Joe, release" Ethan commanded.

Joe let the mutt up and Bill charged out of the room yelping with his tail between his legs. Bill charged past Eva, who gave him the command to 'stop', but he ran through the open door and out into the night.

"Both you shit-heads go get the bitch." Eva snarled.

With large flashlights beaming, the two brothers started down the hall. They checked the bathroom and Ashley's bedroom. They left her bedroom and continued to the last door on the right.

The brothers shined their flashlights into the bedroom and saw Ashley standing there totally naked.

"Please don't hurt my uncle. I'll do anything you want, but please don't hurt my uncle." Ashley cried the words her uncle had told her to say, but added her own sexy efficient look.

"Wow, let's fuck the bitch!" Hank said.

"Wait. Where is her uncle?"

"He's in the bathroom. Please just leave him alone." Ashley cried.

The two brothers searched the room with their flashlights. "He ain't here." Hank said.

"Yeah, the chicken is probably pissing his pants in the bathroom."

That made Ashley angry, but she kept her cool and repeated, "Please, just leave my uncle alone."

"You a good cocksucker?" Hank asked.

"I can suck the chrome off both of your cocks."

''I did not tell her that," Ethan thought, hiding behind the window drapes.

"Well, what the hell are we waiting for?" Harold said and the two men unzipped their pants and walked into the bedroom.

When the two men were halfway in the room and just past the drapes, Ashley said, "Now which one of you pigs wants to be first?"

Hank smiled and said, "M---eeee! Yaaaaaa!" He screamed as Ethan twisted his arm, breaking it at the elbow joint, and then he double-chopped his neck, sending him crashing to the floor.

Harold turned but it was way too late. Ethan grabbed him and tripped him. He fell face first onto the hard floor.

In the living room, Eva said aloud, "What's taking those two assholes so long?" She continued, "Well if you want something done right, never send a man."

She walked down the hall checking the two rooms on her left, then turned right at the last door and shined her flashlight into the room.

She saw Hank and Harold tied up and moaning in pain on the floor. "Idiots! You, whatever your name is, untie them." Eva said, pointing her flashlight at Ethan.

Ethan turned and said, "Now why would I want to do that?"

Eva pulled a small automatic pistol out of her pocket and said, "Untie them now or I will use this on you and your dog-fucking bitch back there."

"Sir, she has a gun." Ashley trembled with fear.

"Big one or small one?"

"Sir, a small silver one."

"Well," Ethan said, "A 25 caliber lady's pistol."

"Yeah so what? Now untie them." Eva demanded.

"Let's see, you're three feet away from me and even if you could empty the whole clip into me the last thing you will hear is your neck snapping."

Eva laughed and Ethan took one step toward her.

"Stay back." Eva demanded.

"Go ahead and shoot." Ethan said and took another step.

"Sir! Please." Ashley pleaded.

"I would listen to the dog-fucking bitch if I were you."

Ethan sprang at Eva, knocking her over. The gun went off, but the bullet had nowhere near the power to penetrate the military armored vest Ethan had put on earlier. Ethan pried the gun from Eva's hand, and then tied her up.

A few minutes later, the sheriff arrived and took Eva, Hank, and Harold to jail.

Ethan had been shocked to hear the woman refer to Ashley as a dog-fucking bitch. He realized now why his niece had been so keen on having Bill and then Joe sleeping with her in her bedroom. He made up his mind not to judge Ashley, but to be understanding about her need to fuck. Ethan would try to draw her out about her relationship with dogs.

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