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It was a weakness of the flesh. That was all, she tried to placate her wounded pride, even the Bible spoke of the sins of the flesh and of the saintly men who fell prey to them. It was a sordid weakness of the flesh. But it wasn't Carolyn knew, it wasn't because she was enjoying it, ENJOYING IT! Breathing hard, trying to hold back, Carolyn opened her eyes and stared wildly up at the two men who watched and waited to see her fall into hell. Her eyes pleaded with them ‹ take it away, take that awful animal away, take it away before I weaken! Please! PLEASE! But the cruel faces gloated over her and smiled, each in his own way enjoying her descent into depravity.
"Feels good like I said," Mario tormented, "Doesn't it feel good?" He leaned over her body and brushed his lips across each nipple, licking it first as the dog licked her scented cunt, then biting the hard little bauble. He laughed as the girl winced with pain.
"By the time Nero has shoved his big john in ya, ya won't even notice a little love bite like that." Mario poised his open lips a few inches above Carolyn's. He stuck his pointed tongue out and wriggled it at her. Carolyn continued to breathe heavily through her parted lips. Slowly, the dog sank down burying his stiff little tongue as deeply as possible in her warm mouth. It wriggled there, hot and trembling, reaching deep into her mouth and tickling. "That's how old Nero's big jock's gonna tickle your guts, baby, only it'll feel like a $1.98 roll of baloney. It'll feel four inches through!"
He ran his wet tongue across her dry lips, then probed for the touch of her tongue. He sucked at it, trying to pull it up into his mouth, but Carolyn avoided the bait. "Stick it out, baby," he threatened, "before I belt ya!"Reluctantly, the pink tip rose from her mouth and Mario fell upon it hungrily. His hot mouth sucked the tender tidbit, harder and harder until she could resist the pressure no longer and went limp beneath his mouth. Mario sucked the pink lollypop with a voracious hunger until he sensed the approaching climax in her heated loins. He released the sensitive flesh of her mouth and raised up to watch her fall to her canine lover. Jason knew the struggle which had racked her soul. He recognized the sensual scent which had begun to waft up from her opened crotch. He knew her time was near. The dog sensed the rising excitement in the bitch's body and he licked enthusiastically, never seeming to weary of the game they played. Jason stepped back and looked beneath the animal's belly where the heavy head of his huge cock hung loose and ready. Its savage size made to look even more vicious as it slid in and out of its hairy sheath, poised for attack. A man's cock looked tame next to Nero's fat ten-inch billy club with its hard pointed tip dripping and gesturing.
Jason smiled with anticipation. The girl was already responding to the dog's tongue. She was beginning to enjoy it. But what he waited for was yet to come. He was waiting for the big brute to ram the huge prick into her belly all the way like dogs did HARD! and without the human frailty of being gentle. All he had to do was let Nero know the bitch was his, and he would bury his monstrous bone so deep in the woman's guts it would make her scream with pain. That's what Jason Benson waited for ... let the bitch howl! Nero would pump her so hard and fast she would beg him to pull the dog off. He leaned over and picked up the choke chain in one hand and toyed with it ... only he wouldn't pull the dog off. He wanted to watch him jab her with that great pointed prick until she bled! He looked at her stomach. She was short coupled. If Nero buried it deep, it would dig holes in her filthy female cunt. And served her right. Women were no goddamn good. Jason was the Master here. Jason would call the plays.
"Nero," he said sharply to the bobbing head of the dog between the girl's legs, "Go get her boy, fuck her. Fuck her, Nero, fuck her!" Mario looked at his employer with amusement. There was a big wet stain on Jason's gray slacks and a small bulge behind it calling attention to his indiscretion. But that was Jason's problem. His own dong was standing at attention, wet and willing, and when Nero had ripped her into shreds of passion, he would reap the wild oats. He watched the big dog raise up and fix his feet on the carpeted supports on either side of the plastic nest, straddling the girl, his eager haunches poking its great spear at the girl's crotch. What a cock, Mario thought, goddamn him, what a cock!
Nero poked frantically between the girl's parted legs, the hard point of his penis jabbing into the tender skin here and there, but Carolyn's climax had begun. She was scarcely conscious of the huge animal who was trying to bury himself in her hole. The first tingles of her orgasm spread through her helpless body like ripples on a pond, each one following the other, shimmering in pain, bubbling with pleasure. And then the ripples grew and great rolling waves of passion took their place. Her eyes closed, her head rolling from side to side, Carolyn's only thoughts were of the hot streaks of pleasure which roared in from all directions like speeding trains bent on the destruction of a central terminal. Pain and pleasure chased each other through the delicate walls of flesh, winced and wallowed in the depths of her body, while she lay prisoner at the mercy of her pulsing need. The straps which held her were torture bands for she could not even rise to meet the contractions of her growing climax nor move to ease the straining body. She could not work her hips to hurry it to its end. She could do nothing but lie there and let the almost unbearable pangs of pleasure rape her helpless body. Time and time again the pinioned vagina jerked within the fiat belly skin.
Mario watched the pink lips open and close as Carolyn's growing spasms took over her mind and body. Nero's thrusting penis pressed time and again into the girl's spread-eagled legs only to ram its rock-hard point into solid flesh. Mario watched both the girl and the dog carefully. When he was certain, he reached across and guided the animal's heavy organ through the open door of her split, burying the pointed head enough that the dog's first hearty lunge would carry it inside. Nero had first class equipment but his aim was lousy. Mario pulled his hand away and let Nero's humping body take over.
"Get her, boy," Mario said softly to the near frantic animal. "Fuck her good!" The huge dog needed no encouragement. Once his great pointed organ had nosed into the bitch's opening, animal instinct took over. He threw his 161 pounds of fury, sinew and muscle behind his spearhead and drove it hard into her hot hole.
"OHHHHHHHhhhhhh!!!" Carolyn moaned, first with pain and then with exquisite pleasure as the force of the dog's brutal insertion triggered the final magnificent explosion. Her body jerked repeatedly, pouring out its warm orgasmic pleasures with wild abandon. "Ohhh! ... Ohhh! ... Ohhh!"
Only when she lay spent and gasping for air did the girl realize the brutal massage of her vagina was still going on. She lay still and exhausted upon her plastic couch. The flesh within her warm wet cunt pulled in and out with the pressing demands of someone's huge hard organ. Jason? She was too tired to force her head up off the table and look. Mario? Perhaps when she had rested a moment ... she lay helpless beneath the tight straps, gasping for air, and hating herself for weakening beneath the dog's tireless tongue. The dog was ... THE DOG! ... she forced her head up and looked down over her naked body into the savage face of the enormous dog towering over her.
"No! Oh no, no. NO!" she whispered in desperation trying to pull her hips away but the woven band held firm. Her eyes grew wilder as she realized what was happening. It was not the jackhammering pain between her legs but the realization, the actual sight of the dog's humping body, that warped her control. It was crushing her sensitivity, the prim flower of her upbringing being ground into the dirt ... she would never know the peace of innocence again. Her eyes focused hazily on the great animal's under belly and the muscles that rolled each time he thrust high into her chastity. Surely, Carolyn hought, surely she would go out of her mind. But she didn't.