Megan's Ordeal - 2
by Serenity Meg (serenity_meg2000@yahoo.com)
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Megan continues her journey into humiliation as she is
raped by her black kidnapper and his animals. (MMf-
teen, nc, rp, intr, beast, huml, foot-fetish)
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PART 2
I turned the water on. I could feel the sudden rush of
water through the cold pipes, grateful as I sat there
in my filth. Dog cum crusted on my skin. I smelled,
reeked of sweat and wet dog. I let the water pour over
me from the showerhead. It wasn't warm, but fairly
comfortable. I was grateful to have water. I touched my
lips, still tasting the salty remnants of cum I found
there.
I felt the water trickle down my young body, scrubbing
hard to get the filth off me. I turned the water off
and lay on the dirty mattress. In the humidity of my
cramped room I was soon sweating again, wondering when
the black man would return.
I sat there, waiting. I wasn't sure whether I was
terrified of what was to come, or anticipating it.
Perhaps both. Exhaustion finally overtook me and I fell
asleep.
I awoke some time later. I was still in my dark hole.
Still naked. But now there was a light on. Next to my
mattress was some food and a beer. I didn't drink beer,
but I finished it off very quickly. The roast beef
sandwiches were good also. When I finished, my stomach
suddenly felt very bad, like I had been drugged. My
vision narrowed and I fell back onto the mattress, and
passed out.
When I woke again I was no longer in the confines of my
room, but outside. The bright sun blinded me and I
tried to cover my eyes, but my hands were bound to my
sides with rope.
"See?" The black man's voice said behind me. "I told
you."
"Damn, old fool. You do gotsa white bitch around here
don't you?" Another voice spouted behind me.
"Go ahead. Try her." At those words, I closed my eyes
and held the tears back. I was on my back, legs pulled
apart, ankles bound to stakes in the ground. I watched
as he shoved his thick black cock inside me. He lurched
over me fucking me. He moaned and I tried to just be
somewhere else.
He stopped pulling from me. "I've gotta lick that ass,"
he said, Kneeling before me and cupping my ass, pulling
one stake from the ground, then the other. The other
black man gave me a look like I'd better not try
anything.
The younger black man's tongue licked across my
asshole, making me shiver. The thought was nasty, but
the feeling not completely unpleasant. When he was
finished, he resumed fucking me. I turned my head,
feeling my small body being pushed, the unique feeling
of grass and soil on my back clinging to me under that
hot sun.
He told me he was going to cum and pulled from me, then
lowered himself over my face stroking that long slick
black cock over my face. He exploded, shooting thick
strands over my face. It stung my eyes, but I couldn't
move. He finished, smearing his cock across my lips as
he squeezed the last bit out. I closed my mouth and
kept eyes shut until I felt him get off me.
He spoke with the older man who had kidnapped me and
then left. The old man chored about behind me. I could
still hear him, but it was as if he had forgotten me. I
sat there and baked under that warm sun. When he
finally returned to me he had a wide grin on his face.
"Are you ready?" He asked. His voice was almost
friendly and I almost let my guard slip. I tensed back
up.
I shook my head.
"All the same, he's ready for you." He said, grabbing
the ropes binding my wrists and literally dragged me to
a nearby shed. There, I saw a large horse. The old man
laughed. "Oh, you'll have him soon enough." Confused I
only looked at him as he dragged me to another stall.
He pushed me face first over a small bench and bound my
knees and wrists to the bench. He stood back and opened
another door.
A large boar came in the room and I screamed to the old
black man. "P-please let me go," I begged as the boar
raced towards me. The room and that distance seemed
both too great and not big enough as the large boar
tore across the room straight for me. The old man only
laughed large black cock in hand stroking as the boar's
weight was on me. I could not move.
Something warm and slimy crept against my buttock, but
again I couldn't do anything. It slipped inside me, the
boar squealed pushing against me. God he stunk. He
pushed, his corkscrew cock felt weird inside me
tickling as it squirmed inside me. Rubbing the inside
wall of my cunny, stroking my g-spot. I felt it
building.
My toes curled and my body shook. Copious amounts of
warm cum flooded my cunny from his cock. I buried my
head against my arm, stretched as I was beneath him.
Warm globs of cum spilled from me and down my leg as
the boar continued to hump. The proximity of his body
lingering over mine made me sick. I was dripping sweat.
All I wanted was another shower.
The old man came over and shoved his cock in my face. I
was delirious, what I call drunk on the high of a
strong orgasm. I didn't pull away. I opened my mouth as
he slid his thick black cock down my throat, fucking my
face. He thrust, and I felt the saliva escape my lips
gagging and suddenly he was cumming in my mouth. He
grunted and pulled away zipping up his cock in his
pants. The boar still held me down, still cumming
inside me, his cock swirling around, occasionally
humping against me.
And then he too was done. I started to cry, laying my
head on my arm, letting the tears flow freely down my
cheek.
The old man put the boar up and let me up, allowing me
to walk back to my room. That damn room. As we walked,
huge thick globs of cum went down my legs. It felt
nasty and gooseflesh crawled along my skin. I was
blindfolded, led through his house I only assume, and
tossed back into my hole. The hatch closed behind me
and there the dogs were, waiting. I didn't fight,
simply getting on all fours as they closed around me.
The first one mounted me. No licking. No foreplay.
Simply mounted me, huge red cock sliding inside my all
ready wet cunny, forepaws wrapped around my tiny waist,
fucking me hard, cumming inside me. So warm. I could
feel him cumming my own pussy clenching around him
wanting this I know realized, humping back to meet his
thrusts voluntarily. Trying to feel that bulge inside
me, that wonderful knot.
But he didn't. He pushed and pulled still cumming
inside me. The knot slipped in and out, my pussy ached.
I lowered my head, shaking. I moaned aloud and didn't
care. He pistoned inside me like a mighty jackhammer,
gripping me tight muscles rippling fur so warm on my
back the hard packing sounds as his body met mine.
Cumming inside me and my young body wanting needing it.
My whole body shook, my pussy so tight around him.
Feeling him cumming inside me throbbing. Finally he
pulled free, and the next dog a German Shepherd was
right there.
"Fuck me!" I pleaded. And he did, mounting me mere
seconds after the first. "Fucking cum inside me." I
cried. He quickened his pace, fucking me hard, driving
me forward on my knees, feet flailing behind me. I felt
his knot seal inside me my cunny squeezing him tight.
My body shook as his knot teased my clit indirectly. I
rolled my hips to meet his thrusts, and then he was
still, throbbing cock still spraying inside me. He
finally turned ass to me still locked inside me and I
felt the sudden urge to pee, later I would discover
this as something entirely. I was gushing. I didn't
care. The dog, still locked in me, seemed content. I
fingered my clit as another dog, the third of the group
of four tried mounting me while the other dog was still
in me.
He mounted from the front, red cock thrusting at my
shoulder, forepaws scratching my neck and breast. He
readjusted, spraying a powerful jet across my face. I
took him in my mouth, as he started fucking my face.
The dog in me decided to kneel down something I found
odd, still lodged inside me, and I was forced to
readjust, tucking my feet under my ass, knees into
chest as the other dog continued humping my mouth.
I was careful of the knot, worried something that large
would stick behind my teeth. And he was cumming too,
cumming in my mouth. I felt like the dirty little dog
whore I was becoming.
The dog inside me slipped free, a torrent of warm cum
poured over the bare soles of my feet. The fourth dog
was immediately behind me, gripping me tight around my
tiny waist huge cock sliding inside me. The dog cumming
in my mouth pulled free still shooting as I held it in
my hand. Spray, dog cum, trickled across my nipples and
across the small mounds of my breasts and belly. Then,
the fourth was cumming again. I was going numb,
sweating under the heap of fur.
The first had recovered and was ready again. Waiting
patiently. The fourth dog's cock slid from me, and
generously, he licked my aching cunny, long raspy
tongue snaking inside me and across my asshole. That
made me shiver.
"MMmmm. Yeah. Fucking lick that dog cum from my pussy."
I whispered not believing the words coming out of my
mouth and getting wetter having said them. The dog's
tongue worked over my sensitive skin, tongue folding,
actually folding as it slid inside me. Licking lapping
at my pussy.
Over my ass. And then nipping at me. I instinctively
moved a hand down there. He mounted me, slipping inside
my all ready full cunny. Warm cum trickled down my
thighs. I felt as though my own orgasms would never
subside, carried along by wave after wave.
I bucked back to meet his every thrust. His knot began
to swell and he pushed, fucking me harder determined to
drive it further inside me. I bucked back harder. I
could feel it, and the engorged area only made it that
much more sensitive. I was actually salivating. I
didn't care.
And then he stopped fucking me, I could feel his warm
red pointy member lodged inside me spraying inside me.
Filling me with his seed. He dismounted me, turning
around, painfully, but not unbearable pulled the knot
free. His cock slid from me, still spraying. Quickly
replaced by dog number two.
He wasted no time, mounting me, his cock not swollen
any, jabbing me with his sharp pointy cock. It slid
inside me and as always he picked up pace fucking me
hard. A sharp pain shot through me and I tried getting
away, but he held me hard, and I could feel him growing
bigger inside me. I moaned, fingers digging into loose
dirt.
The hatched opened. The black man had returned.
"Enjoying yourself?"
"Ughh!" Was all I could manage.
He smiled and led the other three dogs up the ladder.
He sat there at the top looking down on me. He looked
concerned. The ladder withdrew and the hatch closed.
The final dog finished. I lay there, panting, sweating
and shaking in that brutal humidity. He pulled free of
me. The hatch opened ladder descended and dog scurried
up.
I could hardly move. No longer caring. Covered in boar
cum, dog cum sweat, saliva, and dirt, I exhausted
myself to sleep by crying. What had I become?
Continued in part 2...