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The Jealous Protector
Chapter 5
Champ had felt betrayed and deserted when Patty locked him in
the service porch. Every instinct in his powerful body cried out
to him that Hank was an enemy and had come here to harm his
mistress. His first reaction had been to drive the hated man from
the house, but he had been prevented by the very person that his
unquestioning love and devotion impelled him to defend. After
Patty had given one last look through the window in the door and
had gone away, Champ had paced nervously for several moments, his
keen ears alertly cocked for any suspicious sounds from the rest
of the house. But all had been quiet so he had lain down, his
head lying forlornly on his paws. He had never been locked up
before---locked away from those he loved, and misery and
resentment seeped through his heart. And disappointment! He,
too, had begun to get excited when his mistress had once again
offered him her loins to lick. Powerful memories of the night
before had made the blood begin to course faster and faster
through his veins.
Suddenly, the dog's huge head jerked up from the floor, all
his senses alert. The quiet rhythm of the sounds in the house
were changing. He heard his mistress' voice raised in anger above
the low sadistic taunting of his hated enemy. The hackles raised
on his back and an ominous growl came from Champ's throat as he
moved right up against the door, listening. He heard his
mistress' voice getting louder and shriller, and then he could
smell it---her fear!
Champ pushed against the door but it didn't move. Then the
now-frantic animal began to claw furiously at the wood, sensing
that he had to free himself to save his beloved companion and
mistress. His whines and growls became louder and louder, and his
actions more furious as he sensed the terror growing in Patty's
voice.
But it was useless. The door was thick and the lock strong.
The helplessly enraged animal finally gave up in impotent fury and
sat back on his haunches, listening nervously, his pointed ears
twitching forward each time another sound penetrated the
imprisoning door.
And then the sounds changed. His mistress' voice became
lower and softer and switched to the sensuous thrilling moans that
had issued from her lips just last night.
And he could smell the unmistakable odor of aroused
femininity that he knew so well.
The dog came to his feet once again, confused. A certain
animal jealousy began to mix with the protective instincts that
had until now dominated his brain. This new emotion, mixed with
an awareness of his own physical arousal suddenly snapped the last
ounce of restraint in the big animal's frustrated mind. He began
to bark loudly and angrily. If he could have gotten into the rest
of the house he probably could not have been restrained from
tearing Hank apart. It was as if a hated rival were infringing on
a proud wild animal's domain, ravaging his jealously guarded mate
before his very eyes.
The enraged German shepherd barked and barked, stopping every
now and then to listen to the maddening sounds from the other
room, a lust for revenge growing in his heart with each passing
moment.
In Patty's bedroom, Hank paid no attention to the clamor
coming from the porch. He knew the dog was safely locked up and
anyway, he couldn't force his attention away from the shamelessly
aroused young girl twisting and writhing beneath him.
Abruptly, he couldn't stand it any longer. Grabbing Patty's
long lithe legs behind the knees, he shoved them roughly back
against her shoulders while he slithered up her sweat-soaked body.
His lust-hardened cock brushed against her wetly dripping cuntal
lips, sending a jolt of pleasure rippling through his aroused
body, as he planted his hands on either side of her shoulders.
Immediately, as if she had been fucking all her life, the naked
teen-ager's ankles locked tightly behind his neck, enabling his
greedy eyes to look down between their bodies and see her upturned
vaginal plane completely exposed to him: The wetly moist furrow
was held wide apart by the pressure of his thighs against hers and
her narrow cunt-slit was visibly throbbing its fleshy-pink lips in
open invitation.
The passion-wracked girl could see Hank's powerful naked form
hovering over her and could feel his huge heated hardness
throbbing the full length of her cuntal furrow. His jerking cock-
head was resting between her widespread ass-cheeks, insinuating
itself up and down, up and down in a maddening tease that caused
her to twist her hips and dip her yearning young pussy down
towards it in a desperate search for its hard blood-filled tip.
She had to have his long hard penis in her! Her belly
screamed for it!
In the panic of her need she reached her hands down
underneath the grinding cheeks of her ass and grasped the full
length of his stone-hard member. Her tightly closed fists stroked
it in anticipation and greed. She could feel a hot spasmodic
throbbing against her palms and a sticky fluid that oozed in
driblets from the blood-inflated head. She guided it up her
hungering vaginal furrow, not letting it lose contact with her
sensitive flesh until it was finally poised between the lubricated
flanges of her wetly waiting cunt. She held it there with one
hand and placed the other on her ravisher's naked buttocks,
drawing with all her strength to pull it into her and let it drown
the gnawing white heat that burned out of control in her belly.
Hank grinned in lewd delight above her. Christ, the hot
little bitch was putting it in herself. He couldn't believe that
this beautiful young girl who had been too proud to even speak to
him a half-hour ago was now willingly, desperately guiding his own
rigid cock into her desire-drenched loins. It was all he could do
to keep from shoving forward at once and impaling this squirming,
dog-fucking slut on his aching cock, but the desire to punish her
and the other teen-age girls of her kind for all the times they
had shit on him by their disdainful looks and obvious scorn
overcame that desire. This one typified them all! She was
everything he wanted to humiliate; proud, hauty, spoiled. If one
ever needed punishing, this one did. Well, by God, he would
punish her with his cock. He would fuck her until she couldn't
walk, and afterwards she'd throw stones at that goddamned dog and
her smart-ass high school boy friends.
And he would never let her forget how she had become just
another quivering bundle of passion-wracked flesh under his
powerful dominance. She would know he had shot his cum into her,
deep up into her belly. He could taunt her with it later, the
next time he fucked her, because he knew she was not going to let
such a good thing get away from her. He would fuck them both,
mother and daughter, maybe at the same time. The lewd thought
caused him to involuntarily flick his hips forward. "Comin' in
baby," he grunted in a harsh voice.
Patty felt the pressure against her throbbing vaginal lips;
the elastic tightness resisted for a moment then gave way before
the hard relentless pressure. The pain was harsh, and she
automatically resisted for a moment, emitting a long low groan
from deep in her throat. The sadistic older man liked that ... he
liked hearing her hurt, hearing her protest.
He shoved again---a deeper groan---he wanted to hear her
scream for mercy. And suddenly he could stand it no more. He
rammed his hips forward with everything he had, sinking his lust-
inflated cock all the way to the hilt inside her tight little
opening. He could feel his cum-filled balls slap against her
frantically squirming ass-cheeks as they tried to screw themselves
deep down into the mattress in a futile attempt to escape the
sudden cruel impalement. Her legs jerked out wide on either side
of his big hairy body, splaying over the edges of the bed, kicking
helplessly in the air.
"Aaaaahhhhh, God! You're too big! Noooo! Noooooo! Don't
move it. Aaaaggghhh!" Patty screamed, thrashing about like an
insect pinned to a display board. She groaned and begged him not
to move it as he flexed his hotly throbbing hardness, then began
sobbing piteously as he continued to flex his huge pulsating
shaft, each jerk making the massive cock-head burrow deeper into
her tortured flesh. Hank's outstretched arms pinned her shoulders
tightly to the mattress while his wide-spread knees held her
frantically trembling thighs far apart. The raging pain of the
sudden entry ripped her mind from the warm cocoon of lust and
passion that had dominated her while Hank's obscenely licking
tongue worked its lewd magic between her legs. She felt as though
her body was being torn down the middle and that she had been
ripped in half from this hotly throbbing pole of flesh embedded so
deeply in her middle. The fiery shaft felt as though it was
coming out her throat as its blood-filled head pressed hard
against her cervix. Her head had been buffeted harshly back
against the head-board of the bed by the sudden brutality of his
entry. Now, all the fears she had had earlier, before Hank's
seducing tongue had lapped her into panting submission, came
instantly back to her. She twisted under the gross man trying not
to look at the triumphantly leering face staring down at her.
Hank was watching her from above with a lascivious grin on
his lips. Her face was still contorted with the pain of that
first vicious stab, her lips curled back from her teeth and
incoherent pleading whimpers coming from deep in her throat. Her
arms were out-stretched in desperation, palms pressing against his
hips trying to hold back his blunt cock-head pressing against her
womb like a relentless steel ram. Hank began to gloat as he held
the helpless young girl in this lewd, humiliating position.
"What's the matter, never had it this deep, baby? Or maybe
that pointed dog-cock went in a little easier." He laughed
harshly and looked down again to see where his curly black pubic
hair tangled with her soft blonde wisps. The base of his thick
fleshy penis was buried deep inside the pink throbbing furrow that
his tongue had licked to moist receptiveness only moments ago. He
could see the tight quivering lips of her cunt stretched almost to
the ripping point, the pink, rubbery outer rim clasping tightly
around the great shaft of his cock.
Hank held her there for a moment, savoring the spectacle of
this proud little bitch impaled so helplessly under him with his
massive penis buried deep in her white little belly. Yes, she
would remember him for a long time, remember how he had made her
scream and yell. He was going to give her a fuck she would
remember as long as she lived.
The pathetically trapped girl squirmed nakedly beneath him.
She could feel the hot searing pain of his sudden blunt entry
tearing cruelly at her insides. She flexed her vaginal muscles in
an attempt to ward off the huge invading cudgel, but the throbbing
of her internal sinews only seemed to cause it to plow deeper and
deeper into her vainly resisting passage. Her cringing vaginal
walls clasped around it like a rubber glove. She could feel its
every fleshy ridge and pulsing vein on the cock as her nerve ends
telegraphed its monstrous form in minute detail to her muddled
mind.
Lewd images began to form in her mind as the hard rubbery tip
pulsated against her cervix. She became intensely conscious of
his warm leathery balls hanging in the sensitive crevice of her
buttocks. Oh, yes, yes, his penis was real, it was alive inside
her and beating like a second heart. A strange excitement began
to grow in her once more. It was all a part of her. She was one
with it.
Despite the pain her tongue started once again to circle
sensuously around her pouting lips. The consciousness of that
great throbbing cock lodged deep in her soft white belly continued
to dominate her young mind. To her shock and amazement the pain,
the humiliation, the lewd thoughts, and the awareness of Hank's
merciless entry all began to roll together into one great fiery
ball of aching hunger for more.
Panic flashed through her mind. My God! What was the matter
with her? Was she already some kind of lost whore who would let
herself become the willing plaything of a man like Hank Jones?
Her mind struggled valiantly, but her sensually aroused body
deserted her.
She groaned in helpless defeat as she felt her vagina
contract hungrily, involuntarily around the maddening lust-
inciting shaft. It was almost as if she were an unconcerned
bystander watching something happening to another person. She
fought to control herself but it was no use, for her wetly heated
vagina contracted again, harder this time.
Hank felt the throbbing pressure exerted against his buried
penis. He had waited for it patiently, hovering motionless over
the cute teenager's naked body until she became accustomed to the
thick presence rammed so deeply in her hot little cunt. Now he
flexed the member gently, expanding it inside her, but still not
moving his body.
"Oh," she whimpered through bared teeth, fighting the fine
line of pleasure-pain.
Hank waited a moment and then flexed again, watching her
contorting face below, her mouth open, eyes clenched tightly shut.
"Oooooohhh!" She held her breath as the buried penis
expanded more, stretching the narrow vaginal walls farther apart.
He flexed again and again, setting a slow teasing rhythm to
his throbs. He watched her nostrils begin a slow hesitant flaring
in time to the beat. Soft mewing sounds of pleasure came from her
open mouth in time to his taunting ministrations.
"Oh, God, ooooohhhhh God," she moaned helplessly.
He could feel her urgent answering throbs begin again around
the buried head of his penis as her wetly clasping cunt-flesh
began a soft opening and closing around his penis. He did not
move but continued the slow rhythmic throbs into the skewered
young girl beneath him. He could hardly contain himself as her
groans of pleasure resounded through the room. Her head rolled
uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow, and her hips began
a slow involuntary roll beneath his thick impaling rod. Hank was
forced to clench his teeth tightly together as he felt her
hungrily nibbling cunt screwing itself up tighter against his
hairy groin.
Patty's naked young body was coming to life now; the pain was
receding and slowly giving way to a maddening electric tingle that
began deep within her womb and seeped relentlessly through the raw
nerve ends of her flesh. It rippled through her trembling cunt
and out the hair-lined lips, dancing like St. Elmo's fire across
her trembling thighs, and then shooting down the full length of
her splayed legs to circle around her toes, making them curl
tightly against the bottoms of her feet. Pleasure worked its way
up from her contracting belly through her rib-cage and out to the
tips of her erect little nipples which were peaking into tiny hard
buds now, sensitive even to the touch of the air in the room.
Patty could feel the last of her will-power slipping away
from her to join her body in treacherous surrender. She was lost
now. There was no way to fight this thing inside her, this rigid
thing of living flesh that mated with her own awakening desires.
Oh, yes, yes, why not, why not. Nothing mattered now, nothing
existed, there was no world but the shattering reality of the
overpowering waves of sensation rippling through her sexually
ripening young body. It didn't matter now who the man was
crouched leeringly between her straining thighs. All that
mattered was the feeling, the glorious sensation, the presence of
that hotly pulsating cock bringing a new life to her loins. It
was good in her, far better than any pleasure she had ever
experienced before in her life. She wanted it deeper.
The completely aroused girl rotated her hips desperately from
side to side around the fleshy impaling member, her tightly
stretched vagina dilating in time to its rhythmic beating, and its
beat inside tier inner passage was becoming a part of her being.
She and the man above her were one mass of fleshy sensation,
merged together by their -mutual lust. He had crawled into her.
He was part of-her! So be it!
Hank leered in triumph above her as he felt her pelvis begin
hungrily screwing up the full length of his rock-hard penis, The
tiny contracting muscles inside her cunt were nibbling now at his
lust-swollen cock-head. With each thrust he made into her, the
dilated lips of her hair-lined pink slit pulled tantalizingly
away, sliding moistly down his hot rod of flesh for several inches
and then sliding slowly back up again to press her soft pussy
curls against his pubic hair, embedding the full length of his
hardness deep into her ecstatically rippling belly. Hank still
remained immobile, resting above her with his hands on either side
of her shoulders, his knees pressed into the mattress. He let her
eager young body wantonly pump up and down at will on his rigid
piston that held them fused together.
Christ, he thought in glee, I'm fucking a fifteen year-old
nympho. He looked down, marveling at her naked perfection
twisting so passionately below him. The muscles in her taut young
stomach worked in rippling patterns with her every move. Her
proudly ripened breasts jutted straight up from her body; swollen
from the sexual arousal that now completely dominated her, and he
could not take his eyes from the coral-tipped twin mounds that
thrust up at him. They were, he thought, sticking straight out
just as if she were standing up instead of lying on her back.
He looked down to where his wetly glistening cock disappeared
into her fleshy, hair-lined vaginal lips that tucked in neatly
between her smoothly gleaming thighs. He could see his gleaming
shaft's slow withdrawal pulling the delicate soft ridges of her
pink cuntal flesh out with it as she screwed her firm young
buttocks down into the mattress. He watched his re-entry pushing
the tender folds back into her belly again as his long thick
length was swallowed whole back into her voracious little hole.
He let her strain against him for awhile, watching the utter
abandon of her labors as a mindless ecstatic smile played across
her lips. She had a sort of absent-minded look in her eyes, as if
she were trying to see something inside her own body. Her motions
became faster by the second, the tempo of her thrusts up against
him becoming more urgent. Her teeth bit hard into her lower lip.
He knew the nubile fifteen year-old was straining to cum.
The hot fluid excitement of her milking vagina were flowing more
heatedly than ever, and he could hear the wet sucking sound of the
in and out sawing motion made by his penis.
Then she suddenly thrust sharply up at his cock, burying it
deep inside her convulsing belly. Her back arched a foot off the
squeaking bed, and her feet planted flat on either side of his
knees against the mattress.
"Oh, God, yes, yes. I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Aaaaaggghhh!"
Suddenly she screamed and her naked young body began
vibrating uncontrollably under him. Her orgasmic fluids oozed
from her throbbing cuntal passage, drowning his impaling member
with its slippery warmth before trickling down the crevice between
her writhing buttocks where it covered his sperm-bloated balls
that were pressed hard against her tiny brown puckered anus.
Hank went berserk as she groaned out the last of her orgasm
against his pelvis, her wanton little body still jerking
spasmodically up against him. He reached back, grabbing her
ankles, and pushed them brutally back over her shoulders until her
knees were on each side of her head and she was rolled up beneath
him into a tight round ball of helplessness. Her dripping
widespread pussy split up between her gleaming thighs was now
completely open to his desire.
He withdrew his deeply embedded cock until just the lust-
swollen tip of the head rested inside her quivering vaginal flesh.
Then he rammed forward with all his stored up bitter strength. He
had waited to destroy this little bitch. She had had her fun and
now it was his turn. The fully throbbing length of his excited
member sank cruelly into her defenselessly exposed vagina. He
could hear the wet smack as his belly thudded against her loins.
His powerful male body dropped down heavily on her, mashing
her full ripe breasts tightly back against her chest. He locked
his saliva-covered mouth over hers and thrust his wetly dripping
tongue deep into her throat, stifling the low animal moans forming
there. His shoulders pushed against the backs of her smoothly
rounded calves keeping her locked in that helpless position as he
rammed his lust-hardened cock to her. Reaching around beneath
their nakedly thrashing bodies he forced his hands between the
mattress and the full white cheeks of her buttocks, cupping the
pliant half-moons in his spread fingers and kneading the soft warm
flesh.
He began long hard strokes into her streaming cuntal passage,
wet and slippery now from her climax, fucking her with a violence
and fury he hardly knew existed in him.
The nakedly trapped girl groaned helplessly as her exposed
cunt was plundered almost beyond endurance. He was driving her
head back hard against the headboard with each jack-hammer thrust,
and she could do nothing from her hopelessly contorted position.
Her arms were pinned down at her sides by her own updrawn legs.
She could feel his pulsating cock-head sliding up and down inside
her warm viscous passage like a leather piston, and the hot slap
of his cum-filled balls against her anus sent maddening chills
through her.
Her womb flared and the resisting lips of her hair-lined
furrow flowered open to eagerly receive the delicious rape of her
secret genitals. Suddenly, her hands forced themselves from under
her legs and snaked around Hank's back, and a second later her
fingernails were clawing a red-streaked path of wanton desire down
to his nakedly flexing buttocks. The sex maddened teenager pulled
him deep and thrust her rounded little belly up hard to skewer
herself deliriously on the driving hot flesh of his pumping cock.
She sucked voraciously on the thick wet tongue that was shoved
deep in her throat and in her lewd excitement she greedily
swallowed the saliva that flowed down from it. The tobacco and
alcohol odor of his breath incited rather than repelled her, so
mindlessly deep was her passion, and her shamelessly aroused body
began to meet his pounding lunges with its own impatient rhythm of
lust.
The rusty bedsprings squeaked loudly in time to the two
tightly entwined bodies struggling wildly against each other.
Sounds of deep straining gasps and moans filled the stale air of
the room, mingling with the noise of sweat-soaked flesh smacking
sharply against sweat-soaked flesh and the thick wet slurp of his
pile-driving cock fucking in and out of her tightly clasping cunt.
"Hot bitch, hot bitch, hot bitch," Hank mumbled over and over
to himself as he ceaselessly rammed his blood-filled penis with
long cruet jabs far up into her cock-hungry little belly. He
could feel the cum boiling up inside his heated balls as they beat
hard against her frantically squirming buttocks.
He was ready to explode! And then he was exploding.
"You fucking ... little cunt ... I'm cumming," he groaned
suddenly, and shoved his tongue far down her throat. With harshly
kneading fingers, he pulled the widespread cheeks of her buttocks
hard up against his grinding pelvis and rammed his wildly jerking
cock all the way to the hilt into her milking little pussy.
The wildly excited young girl could feel her insides
splitting painfully as the head of the deeply embedded shaft
suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear her womb
wide asunder. It began to spurt, and she could feel his white hot
sperm shooting into her like burning fire, ricocheting around
inside her dilated stomach like streams of molten lava. The very
pores of her cunt clasped around it, triggering her second climax,
as once again she spilled her own heated fluid excitement into the
already drowning cavern of her quivering pussy.
It drove her insane, she couldn't let it stop!
She reached frantically around under her squirming buttocks
with both hands and began desperately to milk at the heavily
dangling balls pressed hard against her ass-cheeks. Her legs
kicked out, quivering uselessly in the air on either side of the
bed as the wildly pulsating penis continued to jerk out its
completion.
"Oh, fill me, fill me, fill me," she wailed, feeling her
insides still gushing forth around his now slowly deflating penis.
It seemed endless, but then she, too, gave one last jerk and
quivered to a limp stillness, her legs splayed out lifelessly on
either side of his fatigued body. Her arms were outstretched,
dangling doll-like over the edge of the bed, and her belly was
filled to the bursting point with their lewdly mixed cum.
Hank lay in an exhausted stupor on the motionless body of the
naked teen-age girl beneath him for long moments. Then as he
recovered his strength he slowly pulled himself off the ravished
young girl, his cock sliding from her battered cunt. He could see
the wetly matted hair of her well-fucked furrow glistening wetly
in the soft light, and the insides of her thighs were smeared
obscenely with their mingled fluids which dripped in tiny rivulets
down her ass-cheeks forming a dark wet circle on the mattress
below.
He sensed her eyes on him and looked sharply up to see the
look of growing hate that was rapidly replacing her previous
expressions of helpless lust. Her immediate need was satisfied
now, and she was remembering how all this had started, how this
vile, dirty, ugly man had used threats to force her to submit her
clean young body to feed his insatiable lust. And one thing
bothered her more than all else that had taken place in the last
hour.
Her own body had deserted her!
The shame of her own passionate response to her ravisher
swept over her and she immediately looked for someone, something
to blame. She was too young to fully realize the tremendous
depths of her own sensuality, and she chose to believe that this
vile man had used some secret wiles, some secret skill of his
hands to turn her into the jabbering mass of lust-driven flesh she
had been only minutes before. Yes, she hated him. She had been
happy to be fucked by her dog, that was a matter of choices. But
this vile creature had forced her into the shame and humiliation
of responding with mindless passion to his leering threats and
insults. Her eyes bored into his until finally he snarled out,
"What the hell you looking at? You ain't had enough?" The sound
of his own voice made him feel better. He knew he was master
here. It was a moment before she answered.
"Yes, I've had enough, Hank." Her voice was cold and she
sounded much older than her years. "Now please go," she continued
evenly, "or I think something bad might happen."
"What the hell you talking about," Hank said in his
blustering voice. "I'll decide when I go. You keep on talking
like that, and you'll get a hand across your face." He took a
threatening step towards the naked young form lying so still on
the bed, but to his surprise she didn't stir, just kept staring
steadily at him. Hank swallowed nervously.
"Awww, fuck ya, ya bitch," he snarled. "I've had enough of
you for now anyhow." He started pulling on his clothes.
"But I'll be back," he said, looking sharply up at her. "I
like what I got today. You and your old lady sure can fuck. Must
run in the family. Yeh, I'll be back, and you be sure to keep
that crazy mutt out of my way," he added as he tucked the pistol b
his belt. The battered young girl still said nothing, just kept
staring at him and he could almost feel the waves of her anger and
hate flowing around him.
"Aww, fuck ya," he said again and, spinning on his heel, he
scooped up his bag of tools and stalked out of the house.
Patty continued to lie quietly for several minutes after he
left, staring blankly up at the ceiling. Then a slow change came
over her embittered face. The hardness faded and her lips began
to tremble. Suddenly deep sobs began to wrack her body, and she
was once again a little girl, bewildered, hurt and betrayed.
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