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Ranch Summer
Part One
Michelle lived in the city for most of the year, when she was
going to
school, but each summer she would live on her family's ranch far
outside the city. Her parents stayed back in town, having to continue
their jobs despite the wonderful weather, and they trusted Michelle to
take care of herself at the ranch and thought it was good for her to
get "in touch with the land."
She had just graduated from highschool, and even though she
always enjoyed visiting the animals, the open plains, and her friend
Samantha, this summer she could already feel was going to be different.
Soon she'd be going off to college, completely on the other side of
the country. She probably wouldn't ever get a chance to come back to
the farm, and her friend Sam wasn't graduating for another year, and
would probably go to a different college, so she was going to want to
spend every moment with her. Michelle was tall, with slightly curly
brown hair, blue eyes and had a great figure (or so everyone told her)
so she wouldn't have trouble starting a new social life at college,
but she would miss her highschool friends.
"I guess everyone goes through something like this after
highschool," she thought, but she started to feel better as soon as
the ranch was in sight. The family kept a horse, two great danes, and
a couple of cows and a bull, and it was staffed by a couple ranch hands
during the school year. They would have left this morning, she
thought, so she wasn't surprised to have the house to herself when
she walked inside. The summer heat was already stifling so she opened
a few windows and sat down to call her friend Sam.
"Hey girl, I'm back! You should come on over and keep me
company...this place is so empty." Sam was happy to hear her
friend's voice, and said she'd be over tomorrow after breakfast.
Sam was shorter than Michelle, but was much stronger from living on her
family's farm year-round and would be a great help at the ranch for a
few days.
Barking from behind the house reminded Michelle that the dogs
would need some water in their dish. Max and Rex were beautiful dogs,
tall great danes that loved to run around the ranch, playing with the
animals when they grazed.
"Wow, you boys sure have grown haven't you!" She bent down
and pet them on the heads when they ran over to greet her. She let the
screen door slam shut and filled their water dish with a hose.
"Here you go, something to cool you guys down! It looks like
you must be baking in the sunlight," she said. As she watched them
trot over and bend down to get a drink, her eyes were drawn to their
swinging equipment under their tails. She looked up quickly to see if
anyone had noticed her gaze, but blushed and remembered she was alone.
Still, this aspect of her two pets was something she hadn't noticed
before. Max's balls were definitely biggest, almost like baseballs,
probably since he was a bit older, but Rex's sack was hanging at
least 6 inches below his belly, making him look terribly exposed and
vulnerable as his balls swung back and forth. They had big sheaths, no
doubt hiding equipment big enough to satisfy any bitch.
She went inside to fix dinner. When she sat down to eat, she
gazed out the kitchen window at the backyard, watching Max and Rex play
around with each other in the grass. She couldn't help noticing
their 'undercarriage' and watched as her boy's pendulous balls
swung around as they played. It made her dinner of small round
potatoes and meatballs feel strangely erotic, especially as she sliced
the small orbs with her knife, and felt the firm shapes in her mouth.
After dinner, she let the dogs come into the house and sat down
to watch tv. Rex lay down on the floor but Max hopped up on the couch
with her, laying alongside her as she stretched out. She pet his back
and stomach rhythmically, hugging him against her stomach. The show was
boring and the heat was oppressive, so she soon fell asleep.
She dreamt she was with her ideal man, and ran her hand through his
short hair. She slid her palm down his stomach, wondering vaguely why
it was furry, and slid it into his pants. She rubbed his dick, enjoying
the warm heat of his body, but when she cupped his balls she felt a
movement and woke up. Max's head was right next to her, licking her
face affectionately. She looked down, and saw in her hand his two huge
balls, like enormous plums, and the furry stomach she had been petting
now had an emerging pink dick.
Startled, she pushed Max off the couch and he turned to look at her
with a dejected face, his tail no longer wagging. "Max! You...I
mean...I..." she felt her face turn hot. Embarrassed, she went
upstairs, took off her clothes and went to bed. Despite the soft, cool
fabric against her naked body, she didn't dream about men or anything
else.
The next morning, she woke with the sunlight on her face and
went to take a shower. She walked naked across the floor, feeling her
heavy breasts tug on her chest with each step. They were very perky,
mostly because of her youth, but she still wouldn't want to go down
stairs without a bra simply because of their size.
She had a cool shower, since the day was already warming up.
After running soap all over herself, on her flat stomach and strong
thighs, and around her slippery breasts, she vaguely remembered the
previous night.
"Poor Max," she thought, "I accidentally got him all wound
up, giving him that ball massage, and with no intent satisfy his dick.
Thank god he's just a dumb animal, otherwise things might be pretty
awkward between us." She got out and was drying off when she heard a
scratching against the bathroom door. As she opened the door, Max
stood back for a moment and looked at her. His tongue was hanging out
but his tail wasn't wagging, and he had a defiant, aggressive look to
him. Michelle stepped back in surprise, almost slipping on the tile
floor. Max walked into the room, following her, and she saw his pink
dick hanging below his stomach. It was almost completely erect, and
swayed up and down slightly as he walked, like a thick fleshy rod
coming from his groin.
"Max! What are you doing?" she said, looking at him and his
large penis. She clutched the towel to her, embarrassed to be seen
naked and wet in front of such an aroused male animal. The big dog
moved toward her and leapt on her, pulling the towel down and pushing
her back against the shower. He lunged at her pussy, shoving his nose
into her bush and taking one long lick across her vagina before she
could reach down and push him away.
"Stop that Max! Go find some girl bitch to play with!" she
yelled. He was a big dog, more than half her height, and seemed to
know that she couldn't force him to do anything he didn't want to.
He had smelled her scent, and knew what he wanted. He jumped up on
her, making her slip and fall to the floor. She turned over and tried
to push herself up, but Max was on top of her, climbing on her back to
get himself into position. "Max! Get off me!" she shouted, but she
was helpless under his weight, her big breasts pressed against the cool
wet floor, its tiles slippery with water. Max was above her, his
tongue hanging out and panting, and he thrust his hips forward against
her. His penis missed the first time, slipping between Michelle's
legs and lewdly slapping her stomach, but he thrust again and shoved
himself up into her. She gasped as his huge dick forced itself into
her and she could feel his huge balls pressed against her thighs. He
thrust again and began pumping himself into her small pussy, his balls
tightening up against the base of his shaft as he emptied his two big
cannonballs deep inside her. Michelle could feel his hot jizz inside
of her, and was helpless to stop his forceful thrusts.
With a final pant, Max finished. He lost some of his size,
pulling out of his "owner" as his dick retreated into its sheath,
and climbed off his bitch. She was too weak to move and he left the
bathroom, his empty, satisfied balls swinging low beneath his stomach.
Michelle lay on the floor for a moment, confused between the
pleasurable feeling of Max's big dick and nuts against her, but
feeling violated all the same. She cleaned herself up, dressed and
went downstairs to wait for Sam.
After a few minutes Sam drove up in her family's truck, and
Michelle greeted her at the door, trying not to look too upset about
what had happened.
"It's so good to have you back, Michelle! This place gets
pretty boring without you around" Sam exclaimed, giving her a hug.
They went out back to sit on the porch. The dogs were nowhere in sight.
When they sat down, Michelle looked over at her friend Sam and
told her what had happened that morning. Sam was aghast that Michelle
hadn't snapped Max's 'bone' in half right there.
"Michelle, there is no way you can let him treat you like
that! He's a fucking dog, you have to show him who his master is. The
only thing to do with a disobedient dog like that is to 'cut'
him." Michelle agreed. She felt awful about what happened that
morning, and needed to get over it somehow. Breaking Max's balls
would be the best medicine, and let the dog know who is in charge.
Michelle walked over to the dog's food dish lying in the
grass, and filled it with some food to try and make the dogs come from
wherever they were. Rex came racing around the corner of the house
when he heard it.
"Is this the one?" Sam asked, her brown eyes squinting with
anger as she eyed his enormous jewels. "His nuts are hanging pretty
low, it'll be easy to cut them off."
"No, this is Rex, it was Max who violated me. But you're
right, he does have pretty tempting balls, and I think I need all the
ball-busting therapy I can get. Lets tie him by his nuts to that tree
over there while we look for Max." Michelle took some thin, rough
twine from under the porch and walked over to Rex.
"Hey there, boy" she said, trying to act calm as Rex wagged
his tail. Sam came over and pet him on the head, trying to distract
him, while Michelle went behind him and kneeled down. She cupped his
balls in her hand, rolling his dice between her fingers and feeling the
firm balls in his low-hanging scrotum. His tail wagged faster and he
kept panting with his big tongue as she felt up his bag. Each nut was
the size of a big egg. It would be a shame to waste such a fine
specimen too fast, Michelle thought, as she rubbed his big sack, gently
squeezing each ball. "Sam, I think you're right. We need to make
sure both of these dogs have a long, slow, painful experience, so they
know who their master is. We need to torture their cocks and balls
until they wish they'd been born female." Sam smiled. "Wow,
Michelle, I thought I was the only one who had ball-busting fantasies.
But if one of these dogs raped you, the other one might get ideas too.
I don't think we have a choice but to castrate them both."
Michelle tied the twine into a small noose, slipped it around
Rex's long scrotum and gave it a sharp tug to tighten it. Rex's
tail stopped wagging as he woke up from getting his balls played with
and realized something was wrong. He tried to turn toward Michelle, but
Sam held onto his head. Michelle tied the rope to a scrawny tree
nearby, and both girls stood back as Rex walked back and forth, looking
confused at what his owner had done to him. His balls had already
started to swell, looking like big purple plums.
"That's right boy, I bet you'd have done the same thing
Max did. You're not going to get that chance though. Before sundown,
I'll have your balls in this food dish right here." She smiled
wickedly as she tapped the silver dish with her foot. Sam walked up to
Rex, beckoning him over to her with a pouty, sympathetic face, but as
he trotted toward her with a pleading look, she stepped back and
laughed when he hit the end of the rope with a yelp and dropped to the
ground. Sam laughed and commented, "It's like he's punishing
himself when he does that. Let's go find Max, he always was the one
with the biggest balls. He'll be the most fun."
They walked back inside the house and found Max asleep on the
couch where Michelle had played with his sheath and nut sack the
previous night. "I wonder what it feels like to crush balls?" Sam
asked. She had female domination fantasies, but had never had the
opportunity to actually carry it out. Michelle said, "I'll hold him
down by putting my foot on his neck, while you do what you want with
his vulnerable balls." Max woke up when Michelle pushed him onto the
floor, and started to stand up, probably thinking that his bitch wanted
another round. However, Michelle quickly put her foot on his neck
before he could stand up, and relished the look of surprise on his face
as he squirmed.
While she held him down, Sam kneeled behind him and cupped
his huge nuts in her hands. Full of admiration for such massive
equipment, she rolled the balls over her hands and squeezed them,
testing the firmness. Clearly they had been emptied recently, as they
were smaller than usual and had semen stains in the fur from rubbing
against Michelle's pussy as she was fucked that morning. "Too bad
you misused these, Max. You could have made a lot of willing bitches
happy. Maybe I'll give you one last parting gift before I neuter
you." With that, she bent down and licked one of his nuts, then the
other, running her tongue around each orb and getting his scrotum slick
with spit, and covering them with quick, tempting kisses. Opening her
mouth as wide as she could, she sucked on one ball and pushed it into
her mouth, playing with her tongue and rhythmically sucking, while
fingering the cords that connected the ball to his body. She rubbed the
cords around, pinching them between her fingers and feeling their thick
size, useful for shooting out buckets of cum from the fat nuts.
Despite having Michelle's foot on his neck, Max started sprouting an
erection. "Make him get harder, Sam, so I can step on his erection
too. He'll be completely helpless then." Michelle said. Sam sucked
on his puppy makers and Michelle waited for his big doggy dick to stick
out, lying on the floor like a huge obscene sausage. When it was full
size, she put her other foot down on it, and Max tried to howl but was
helpless to move. The two cruel girls had him pinned down from neck to
nuts.
Sam could only work on one ball at a time, because of their
size. She let one hang free while she squeezed his other ball with
both her hands. She gritted her teeth and could feel the firm nut
beginning to break. Finally, she felt his nut pop as it made a dull
crunching sound, and Max let out a loud yelp and howled while Sam
finished pulping his ball with her hands, feeling the broken cartilage
turn into mush. She looked at the damage she had done. His ball bag
now looked half empty, with a big fat ball all by itself. As she
blushed and started breathing heavily with arousal, Sam stood up and
put her foot on his scrotum, with his remaining ball under her heel.
It slipped out a few times from under her small foot. She finally had
his remaining ball pinned under her heel, and rocked back. She felt his
cartilage burst under her heel with a pop. Max opened his mouth to howl
but passed out from the pain, his tongue and legs limp with exhaustion,
his once proud testicles now crushed into pieces.
The two girls, now drunk on domination, looked at the dog, from his
broken penis (still unable to retract into its protective sheath) to
his mushy nut sack. Michelle looked over at Samantha, and saw her
flushed cheeks and heavy breathing. Looking down, she saw that the
girl had almost wet herself with arousal. "That felt...so good. I
think I'm going to have an orgasm when we finish off Rex," Sam
said, taking deep breaths and trying to control herself. Michelle could
feel her own cheeks blushing and her pussy getting wet. "You should
have listened to me this morning Max, when I told you to leave me
alone. You won't get a chance to make that mistake again, you're
completely ruined as a male," Michelle said, smirking.
The two girls walked toward the backyard again, and Michelle picked up
a small knife from the kitchen that had jagged teeth along its cutting
edge, used for slicing through the gamiest meat. She also picked up the
silver dog-food dish outside, relishing the idea of having Rex's
balls on a platter like she promised him.
Outside, panting from the heat, Rex still had his nuts on a
leash, and they were bloated and looked extremely painful. When he saw
the girls, he got up to run away from them, but stopped when he pulled
the leash taut as it yanked cruelly on his nuts. "Aw poor boy,"
Michelle said, trying not to smile, "Don't worry, we'll make this
end soon." As Sam watched, her hand in her pants, blushing and
breathing heavily, Michelle walked over to where Rex was tugging at the
leash. He let out a low, mournful howl as she approached. Because he
was tugging on the leash trying to get away from his approaching
mistress, his balls were pulled into the bottom of his scrotum by the
noose, and the skin stretched tight over his two big eggs, outlining
each vulnerable orb perfectly and lifting them up toward his
approaching mistress. Michelle came up behind him and couldn't resist
giving him a sharp kick in the nuts, making the dog yelp with pain.
Surprisingly, he was still standing and pulling on the leash. The knife
still in her hand, she bent down and with one quick movement cut a
slice in his scrotum right between his balls. Rex howled and tugged on
the leash, which forced his two big balls through the cut, castrating
himself as he tried to run away. He limped several yards before
dropping into the grass on his side, breathing heavily. Michelle used
the knife to pick up his nuts and put them in the silver food bowl,
fulfilling her threat and making sure the dog could never harm her.
Michelle turned as she heard her friend Sam let out a low gasp,
and saw that Sam had brought herself to orgasm watching Rex pull his
own nuts out of his bag and rip the connecting cords from his body.
Michelle couldn't believe how good it felt to be so dominant, and to
get so much revenge. She hadn't become quite as aroused as Samantha
yet, but knew how she could reach orgasm easily. Max and Rex had had
really huge balls of course, but Michelle began thinking about the
stallion and bull that her parents kept on the ranch, each with balls
the size of melons, especially the bull, with his scrotum dangling a
foot or more below his body in this heat. She had forgotten to feed
them yesterday...maybe she should go pay them both a visit now?