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No Use Crying Over Spilt Spaghetti
by Anonymous Author (boopboopbedoop90@gmail.com)

***

Jason's mom accidentally drops a plate of spaghetti on 
one of Jason's friend's lap. What happens after that 
starts out innocently enough, until she finds herself at 
the mercy of a group of 16-year old boys that are no 
longer hungry for just spaghetti. (M+-teens/F-adult, nc, 
inc, MILF, blkmail, exh, 1st, oral, anal, beast)

***

"I'm so sorry Derick!" she cried.

Deb rushed to wipe it off, but it was a complete 
disaster. She raked frantically at the spilled 
spaghetti, using both her hand and forearm to scrape it 
off his lap and back onto the plate she held between his 
legs.

"Get back Rex!" she yelled at her black lab as he nearly 
knocked her over to get at the fallen food. He was one 
of the largest labs you'd ever see, nearly as large as 
Deb. He minded her well though and scurried off at her 
scolding.

"I am so - so sorry, I can't believe..." she turned back 
to Derick and kept apologizing. Deb's son, Jason, had a 
bunch of his friends over. She was serving them all 
dinner, carrying two plates with her hands while 
attempting to balance another two on her forearms when 
one slipped onto Derick's lap. 

Jason's father, Frank, was twenty years her senior. Deb 
had worked as a secretary for him at his office. 

The embarrassment she was feeling about spilling the 
sauce and spaghetti on Derick suddenly turned to a 
completely different type of awkwardness. Her hand had 
raked over a huge bulge in his pants. She couldn't help 
but glance.

"OMG!" her mind was screaming as she ogled his swelling 
pants. She could hardly force herself to look up she was 
so embarrassed. As she waited for the redness in her 
cheeks to go down, she became all too aware of the 
hushed chuckles from the others.

Deb quickly jumped up, turning to face the rest, glaring 
unbelievingly at the group of boys huddled around the 
table all aiming the back of their phones at her.

"What do you think you are all doing!" she demanded.

"Looked like she was giving him head!" one of Jason's 
friends whispered excitedly over his shoulder to 
another. The other only nodded stupidly, his eyes dazed 
and his mouth drooling.

"What!" Deb gasped. But she knew, she had heard him. She 
had dived down hurriedly to try to wipe the spaghetti 
off Derick's lap...Doug turned his phone towards her. 
From their view, from the view she was now seeing on the 
screen of Doug's phone, was the back of her head bobbing 
up and down from behind the table in Derick's lap (as 
she worked furiously to clean off the spaghetti).

"Give me that!" Deb yelled at Doug. She had never liked 
Doug, the way he always looked at her, undressing her 
with his eyes. You couldn't blame him though, they all 
did it, she just didn't like when Doug did it. 

Deb was younger than all of their moms, and though she 
would never admit it, she relished overhearing Jason's 
friends teasing him in the other room about her being a 
MILF. Made her feel good, being noticed still even 
though she was in her late thirties. But Doug, he was a 
perverted little twerp. And he looked older than the 
rest, as if he'd been held back a year or two in school. 
She'd believe it.

And of course he and Jason had to become best friends. 
Jason was nothing like Doug, in fact, exactly the 
opposite. She could never understand why Jason and Doug 
even got along. Jason had been such the perfect child, 
never getting into trouble, that is until Doug came 
along... she feared it was her fault. 

It wasn't until late in high school that Jason really 
matured and blossomed into the handsome young man he was 
today. When he was younger, he was a tiny, scrawny 
little thing, always getting picked on. She had 
sheltered Jason for too long, and now that they had all 
graduated high school, she feared he was growing a bit 
too wild with his new found freedoms. 

"This will be a hit online!" Doug cheered, pulling his 
phone back as he then began tapping at it busily.

"NO!" screamed Deb as she lunged at him, but the table 
was in the way.

"Give me that phone!" she demanded, but Doug only 
laughed.

"I don't think so," he taunted her, dangling it in the 
air.

"Jason?" she looked to her son, expecting him to do 
something. Jason looked dumbfounded. He simply shrunk in 
his seat, he seemed even more embarrassed than she. All 
of Jason's friends had it on their phones, all were 
ogling their screens. 

"I can't believe you boys, Tim, Spence, you delete that 
this instant," she scolded them. Nobody paid her any 
mind.

"Let us see your tits and then we'll delete the video," 
Doug offered boldly. The whole room fell dead silent. 
All the faces were now peeled from their screens, 
staring with jaws dropped at Doug, just as Deb was.

"You'll watch your mouth young man!" she finally 
collected herself from the shock of it and threatened 
him.

"You want me to delete you giving Derick a blowjob?" he 
again taunted her. Everyone shifted uncomfortably. Doug 
was taking this a bit too far.

"Shut your mouth!" Deb was becoming irate. This was 
absolutely terrible. Doug was a horrible person, she 
knew he meant it and with today's social networks... 
there was just no way she could let him do that.

"Jason, do something," she pleaded. Jason still looked 
completely dumbfounded, but he finally shook it off and 
stood up.

"Come on Doug, guys, knock it off."

"No," Doug cut him off immediately.

"You want us to delete this?" he turned back to Deb, "we 
want to see your sexy tits! Not like we haven't seen 
most of them anyways, always wearing them low cut 
shirts... and that blue one, WOW!" he turned back 
smirking to the guys. They all smiled and nodded 
eagerly, thinking about Deb in that shirt. Deb turned 
beet red, she knew the shirt.

"And, last year at the beach, in that black bikini, damn 
it was...!"

"UGH!" Deb gasped, "Enough you little twerp, delete that 
this instant!" 

Deb actually thought she had scared him into deleting it 
as he turned his phone around to where she could see the 
screen again, but his finger was instead, awaiting atop 
the Send button.

"NO!" Deb yelled, but all of Jason's friends only 
chuckled. She was mortified. She turned to Jason, but he 
looked just as scared as she was, he would be no help. 
All the boys were now staring at her chest. She was 
wearing a simple white t-shirt that fit tightly about 
her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, thirty eight and 
they still stood as firm as when she was twenty. Having 
all these boys ogle her like this though made her feel a 
bit violated, this was going to be difficult.

"Alright," a defeated Deb gave in. She had no options, 
she knew Doug would carry through on his threat and 
there was just no way - NO WAY - she could let images of 
her out like that. It would be a scandal, in a small 
town like this! She would never be able to face her 
neighbors again... she would be humiliated. She would 
give these little pervs a peek and then it would all be 
over.

"If I..." she couldn't even bring herself to say it, 
"...you'll delete that video, all of you?" she eyed them 
carefully.

All of them nodded as they stared hungrily at her. 
Butterfly's invaded her stomach. She was about to flash 
a bunch of teenagers...she felt eighteen all over again. 
She had been known to be a little scandalous in her day, 
but all that had changed after she married Frank.

"Well," she couldn't let them post what looked like her 
giving some sixteen year old a blowjob, she closed her 
eyes, gritted her teeth, gripped the base of her shirt 
tightly in her fists, and to her utter shame she hauled 
her shirt up, over her chest. 

Her large breasts slipped suddenly from beneath the 
tight tee, bouncing into place, exposed. All the boys' 
faces followed them like bobble heads. They were 
absolutely beautiful, her skin naturally tan, her 
areolas barely darker with a hint of pink. For most 
present, these were the first real boobs they had ever 
seen, and none could imagine anything better. Several 
squirmed uneasily, adjusting the growing bulge in their 
pants.

Many in the town speculated that she had a boob job, but 
nope, as these boys could now attest, Deb's fine tits 
were the real deal, and something to marvel. She turned 
even redder as the cool air hardened her nipples... she 
didn't want them getting any ideas. A couple of them 
oohed and aahed, but other than that it was dead silent. 
Deb was too embarrassed to open her eyes, but she could 
definitely feel all of theirs boring into her. 

A hint of exhilaration swept through her. 

'It's just been so long...' she tried reasoning to 
herself. Deb giggled, she must have gone crazy, flashing 
all of these young, sixteen year old boys! She thought 
back to when she was their age and of what a show she 
must be giving them now. She worked up the nerve to open 
her eyes and face them.

"Dammit!" she cursed as she yanked her shirt back down. 
They all erupted with laughter. Deb had closed her 
eyes...how could she have been so stupid, considering 
how they had blackmailed her into this in the first 
place. All of their phones were aimed at her once again. 
They had recorded her willingly lift her shirt to flash 
them...couple that with what appeared to be her giving 
one of them a blowjob - this was quickly spiraling out 
of control. 

"You all said you'd delete it, now this has gone far 
enough!" Deb stomped her foot on the ground.

All once again looked from Deb to Doug. They were all 
overly embarrassed, that is, everyone but Doug, but they 
weren't thinking with their heads and Deb knew this, and 
it scared her. Doug was wearing a dark looking sneer 
across his face. Deb gulped.

"That's fine, we will delete you giving Derick head, now 
that we got the video of you showing us your tits!"

"Jason. Do something."

"Come on Doug, she did what you said, it was all in fun 
but...n-now delete it and let's eat," Jason finally 
tried to stand up to him, but he might as well have been 
talking to a wall. Doug completely ignored him. 

"That was pretty hot, huh?" he turned and nudged Spence 
on the shoulder. Spence nodded goofily. 

"Hell Yeah!" Derick blurted out, seconding Spence. Doug 
laughed and then winked at Derick.

"We've never seen something so hot, we want to see the 
rest of it," Doug turned back to Deb.

Deb's lips tightened. She balled her hands into fists. 
There was little right now she would have liked more 
than to give Doug a few good punches in the face.

"Jason?" She did not even bother arguing with Doug, he 
had her, he could make her do whatever he wanted. And 
with the other little twerps backing him up, only Jason 
could stop him. Her hope however soon sunk to the bottom 
of her stomach with everything else - Jason was looking 
her up and down, a crazed look in his eye.

"JASON!" Deb screamed at him, "Are you gonna let this 
animal get away with this?" 

Doug laughed, "Tim, Spence, delete the videos off your 
phones." 

Tim and Spence looked concerned back at Doug, but did as 
they were told.

"There, a compromise, just do as we say and nobody will 
know about you getting naked for us."

Deb's upper lip was twitching with a growing snarl. She 
was furious. "Delete it off all your phones, first, and 
then I'll do it."

"I am afraid the rules don't work that way."

"Doug..." Jason again tried to speak up.

"Shut up, Jason, never seen something so hot in all my 
life, we're gonna see all of it." 

Doug turned back to Deb, "So what's it gonna be, Mrs. 
Brady?"

"What do you want?" she groaned. Doug smiled and he 
looked to Spence. Spence shrunk from the attention that 
was turned on him.

"What do you think Spence? What do you want to see Mrs. 
Brady do?"

Spence turned redder than a tomato. He began stuttering, 
"u-uh... uh," as he reached down to readjust the bulge 
in his pants, "...uh, didn't you say... I mean... she is 
so hot, uh... thought you said you wanted to see the 
rest?" 

"SPENCE DANIELS! You should be ashamed of yourself!" Deb 
screamed at him.

"Shut it!" Doug cut her off. The malice in his voice 
alarmed everyone. Deb shut it.

"This is how it's going to work: you're going to do as 
we say, or we are going to put these videos online. You 
act like a good girl and when you've done all your told, 
we'll delete the videos."

Deb started to protest, but Doug cut her off again, "NO! 
Not another word. If you don't shut up right now and 
start stripping out of those clothes, I'm going to 
forward the video of you flashing us to our friends, see 
what everyone thinks about them!"

Deb said nothing else. Glaring at Doug, she stepped out 
of her sandals and kicked them aside. She forcefully 
grasped the front of her jeans and ripped the button 
from its slit. She shoved her zipper down. All the boys' 
eyes followed, excited by the simple sight of her white 
cotton panties exposed within. 

Getting closer and closer to it, Deb began moving slower 
and with more hesitancy. With her thumbs tucked into the 
waist of her jeans, she traced her hands around to 
either side of her hips. Her eyes had still not left 
Doug's. She took in a deep breath before pushing her 
pants to the ground. She snapped back up, kicking them 
to the side with her sandals, Deb stood waiting, as if 
this would satisfy them. 

"Go on," Doug warned her, his finger dangerously close 
to the send button.

Crossing her arms in front of herself, she again grabbed 
hold the bottom of her white tee and folded it up over 
herself, inside out, over her head. Her long brown hair 
trailed out the neck and she then threw it on top of her 
jeans.

"Happy?" she grumbled, holding out her arms, giving them 
all another good look at her luscious breasts. She dared 
not look at him, but she could see Jason ogling from the 
corner of her eye. Deb worked out regularly and had a 
very tone body, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. The 
boys' eyes trailed down her long, dark legs before 
returning back up to her breasts.

"You're not done, I said all of it," Doug ordered her 
on.

Doug was the only one with his phone out now, the others 
were all busy massaging the fronts of their pants. Deb 
wanted to cry, it was so humiliating, but there was no 
other option. She had to comply with Doug's demands to 
keep him from posting the video, but the more she obeyed 
him, the more he had to use against her. It was a catch 
twenty-two.

Keeping her legs close together, she hooked her thumbs 
in the waist band of her panties, and just as she had 
with her jeans, she pushed them down her long legs, 
abandoning them around her ankles. The intensity of 
their gazes seemed to weigh down on her. She could 
hardly stand back up, she could hardly breath. 

She had to keep her eyes closed, she could not bear to 
see any of their faces. Keeping her legs flush together, 
she attempted to hide whatever else they might be able 
to see with her hands. All eyes were zeroed in on the v 
between her legs. She could here a couple of them 
whispering inappropriate things, it made her blush.

The exhilaration she had felt earlier returned. Her 
nipples were as hard as ever...she hoped it was from the 
cold.

"Alright, I've done as..."

"We want to see all of you," Doug crushed any hope she 
had of ending this. Her eyes snapped back open as she 
glared at Doug. She threw her arms up into the air as if 
exacerbated, and let them fall to her side. Everyone one 
of their eyes were down, staring at the very first naked 
woman most had ever seen. Only a small patch of short 
dark hair was left above the rising slit from between 
her legs, everything else was cleanly shaven.

Deb surprised herself. Undoubtedly she was completely 
embarrassed, humiliated even, but the sensation was 
stimulating. She was not angry like she thought she 
should feel. Well, she was plenty angry with Doug, but 
with the rest... with their young penis' all jutting 
straight out in their pants, she could hardly blame 
them.

"Probably never seen a naked woman before?" Deb thought 
to herself, "Doubt they would even know what to do with 
those things!"

Even Doug seemed to be in a sort of trance, staring at 
her sex.

"There," she finally brought it to an end as she moved 
to collect her clothes.

"Fuck no!" Doug abruptly yelled at her. "This is far 
from over. I've told you several times already, I want 
to see all of you. Move your little ass to the table 
there and bend over it."

All seemed to have suddenly walked into a glass wall.

"You little... NO! You're gonna delete..."

"I'LL SEND IT!" Doug held his phone out in front of 
himself.

"NO!" Deb made to charge Doug to prevent him from 
sending it, but to her surprise, Doug instead grabbed 
her by the arm and whirled her around in his grasp with 
his body up against her naked back. He ground his hard 
cock into her butt.

"What's it going to be? Are you going to obey as you are 
told, or am I going to send this video?" Deb didn't 
answer but squirmed to break his grip. She was almost 
free when Doug abruptly reached down and hit the green 
button. His screen shrunk into a paper envelope and 
zipped off into the distance as he sent the message.

"NO!" Deb screamed bloody murder. All looked to Doug. 
Everyone else was now terrified.

"Enough now, sent that to Kurt, he should get a kick out 
of it!" he said to his friends, "now unless you want me 
to start sending that to other people...are you going to 
do as your told?"

"Whatever, just...don't...," she whimpered, giving in on 
the verge of tears. Doug loosened his grip. Deb tore her 
arm from his hand. She pushed herself away from him, and 
though mumbling profanities under her breath, she 
nevertheless made her way over to the table. 

She walked right up to it, pressing herself up against 
its edge. She turned to look back at Jason, her last and 
only hope. Deb regretted looking to him, he looked as 
hungry as the rest. She contemplated refusing and 
accepting the consequences. If she did this, if she bent 
over this table and exposed her sex fully to them... 
there was just no telling where this would end. She 
finally reconciled that she could not accept the 
consequences. Deb bent herself over the table as cold 
air rushed across her bare sex.

Several of the boys guffawed. Deb just rolled her eyes. 
She felt like a display in a Sex-Ed class.

"Spread your legs," Doug ordered. Deb complied. She did 
not turn around, but she could hear him walk up closer 
behind her, no doubt with his phone...

"Spread your butt cheeks."

"What!" Deb exclaimed with disbelief.

"Use your hands, grab your butt cheeks, and spread 'em, 
I want to see all of you," he again repeated. She was 
tired of arguing with him. She did as she was told. 
Resting the weight of her chest atop the table, she 
reached back grabbing each cheek with either hand and 
spread them. They could now see her, all of her. She 
heard several other pairs of feet scoot forward to get a 
better look. They were whispering, she could not hear 
all of it, but she did hear someone comment that she 
looked wet. 

She blushed, she was wet and she knew it and there was 
nothing she could do to stop it. This was turning her 
on.

Deb jumped forward from shock, causing the tables legs 
to screech across the floor. Someone had just touched 
her, brushing his finger down her pussy's crevice. 
Whomever touched her jerked his hand back in alarm as 
well. Everyone laughed. Deb did not look back, she 
couldn't, she couldn't stop them, and she rather not 
bear witness to her humiliation.

"She scare you Spence? No reason to be afraid, Mrs. 
Brady is going to do exactly as we tell her, whatever we 
want. Go on, touch her."

She squeezed her eyes closed and tried to control her 
breathing. The anticipation, the angst she was feeling, 
waiting for his coming hand was nearly unbearable. 
Seconds were ticking by, she couldn't take it, she 
squirmed atop the table. She still held herself wide 
open, prying either butt cheek apart, seemingly 
welcoming him to her. 

Spence was scared and hesitant. This was Jason's mom 
after all. But, he wasn't thinking with his head. He 
wanted to touch her, he needed to touch her again. He 
slowly reached out his hand.

Deb gasped as he forced a finger between her lips and 
trailed it down her slit.

"It's so hot, steaming hot... and wet..." he whispered 
to no one in particular. Spence grew bolder. He moved 
closer to her, cupping his hand over her sex, he began 
massaging it all over. 

Spence had never even seen a real girl naked before, 
much less explored a female's pussy. He had no idea what 
he was doing. His fingers spread her emerging juices 
across her swelling lips. His middle finger found and 
rolled around the tiny knob that is Deb's clit. Deb 
moaned involuntarily at this. 

Spence froze in place, looking nervously from face to 
face, unsure if he had done something wrong.

"You're alright, see she likes it," Doug encouraged him 
while still taping the act on his phone's camera. Tim 
and Derick had both taken out theirs as well and were 
either videotaping or snapping pictures.

Spence continued massaging her. He toyed with her clit 
once more, causing her to writhe atop the table. It had 
been so long since any had touched her...

Though he was a bit intimidated by her sex, Spence 
finally worked up the nerve to begin exploring upwards. 
His finger clumsily pressed into her slit as he wiggled 
it along. Deb shifted her hips, Spence's finger sunk 
into her. 

Deb dug her nails into her ass and bit her lip as he 
buried his finger to the knuckle, twisting and turning 
it inside her. Spence looked back up to his friends, 
wearing a huge shit-eating grin across his face, her hot 
and wet pussy wrapped around his finger felt amazing 
Spence began working his finger in and out of her, 
testing what makes her writhe and what doesn't. 

Frank was getting older and their sex life had slowed 
down to a virtual halt. It had been far too long since 
she had last been with a man, but as the boys' were now 
thinking with their cocks, so was Deb beginning to 
forget her inhibitions. Her hips were involuntarily 
writhing back against his hand, pressing him further 
into her, needing him deeper. She bit at her lip but the 
moans still escaped. And there was absolutely nothing 
she could do about the trail of juices slowly flowing 
from her hole.

In fact, she almost protested when Spence pulled his 
finger from her, but was soon relieved as she felt him 
press his face to her wanton sex. A shiver ran down her 
spine as Spence lapped his tongue up her crevice. 
Breaking in between her lips, he first ran the tip of 
his tongue up and down her slit, tasting her sweet 
juices before seeking out her clit.

Recalling how it made her moan with his finger, he could 
hardly wait to give it a go with his mouth. Honing in on 
it, he twirled his tongue around it before sucking it in 
between his lips. 

Deb was overcome. Arching her back, her head popped up 
off the table as she whimpered loudly. Spence worked 
even harder, causing Deb to cry out louder and louder. 
Spence trailed his tongue up once more, eager to bury it 
into her hole. He began working it in and out while he 
used a free hand to toy with her clit. 

Others stepped forward. Two standing on either side of 
her reached out to fondle her tits, pinching her 
nipples. Someone sunk a finger into her drenched cunt as 
Spence moved back down to her clit. Though none were 
experienced, they had all seen their fair share of porn, 
and knew more or less what to do.

Deb had experienced a lot in her day, buy it was a first 
even for her when Derick dared to lean over and bury his 
tongue into the tight bud of her asshole. Spence was 
still busily licking and sucking her clit. Deb squirmed 
from the initial surprise and awkwardness of it, but 
quickly discovered she liked it. She even shifted her 
hands up a bit, pulling her bottom open even wider, 
trying to help him get deeper into her asshole. She 
couldn't take much of this overwhelming assault. Deb 
moaned loudest yet as an orgasm swept over her. 

Her body shook atop the table. She cried out until she 
had no more breath, until she did not think she would be 
able to bear the intense sensation any further, and then 
she collapsed, limp. 

With her tongue hanging out like some dog, she panted in 
an attempt to catch her breath. Her pussy was still on 
fire, however. She had had a great orgasm, but it had 
only awakened the wanton whore within her that she had 
tried to bury long ago. She was not yet satiated, but 
she was not concerned. There were plenty of hungry young 
men present, and she was at their mercy.

Spence had since stood up, wiping away the juices on his 
face. His eyes followed the trail of it working down 
Deb's thighs, were all girls like this?

Everyone else was now looking to Doug, awaiting what he 
would say next. All of their cocks were rock hard within 
their pants and they were eager for their turn with her, 
but Doug was in charge.

"Ever fucked a girl before?" Doug asked one of them. Deb 
was still recovering on the table, not all there, but 
she heard that loud and clear. Her heart sunk into her 
stomach. They were just so young, how could she possibly 
live with herself after this. Well, it wasn't her doing, 
they were blackmailing her. Would they really take it 
this far, would they cross that line? Deb resigned 
herself to accepting her fate, one way or the other.

She hadn't moved an inch. Her hands were still holding 
her butt apart, exposing her foaming cunt. Her knees 
were wobbly. Her mind was screaming no but her sex was 
begging for more.

Whomever he asked must have shook his head no because 
Doug then laughed and said, "didn't think so. Well, do 
you want to?"

Deb could hear them discussing her fate, but she had no 
energy or will to resist. She was about to get fucked. 
Her soon to be assailant must have only nodded as again 
she heard no response, only the shuffling of feet as 
another approached her unprotected rear. 

As her high came back down and reality more aware, Deb 
began to panic a bit. She had not been with a man in 
over a year, and these boys were hardly men, the 
youngest her own son, who had barely turned sixteen two 
weeks ago. She could not believe he had witnessed this, 
that he was about to see one of his own friends fuck his 
mom. 

No, she had to do something she had to stop this...but 
then she felt paralyzed, unable to move...or unwilling. 
She did not even know who it was behind her. She was 
about to get fucked and she had no idea by who. At this 
point, did it even matter?

He was taking too long, giving her too much time to 
second guess it. Apparently he was pretty hesitant 
himself. He had just admitted that he was a virgin. 
Finally, Deb heard his zipper open... this was 
happening.

"You got it, fuck that hot bitch!" Doug goaded him on.

Deb was about to look back when she felt the head of his 
cock press against her. She could tell he was big. He 
rubbed it up and down her slit, coating itself in her 
juices. He then honed in on her leaking hole, and 
pressed forward.

"Oh!" Deb cried. He was HUGE! Easily the biggest she had 
ever experienced. The head of it was stalled just inside 
her. He gave her a moment to adjust. Ever so slowly, her 
assailant shifted his weight forward, forcing his cock 
more and more into her.

"Ooooh!" Deb cried, releasing one of her cheeks she 
slapped the table. The massive intruder was almost too 
much. Her hole was just too tight.

Halfway in he stopped, giving her another second, before 
he then began to draw his cock back out of her. He drew 
back to where only the tip remained before pushing it 
back into her.

"Oh god!" Deb again cried out as he forced even more of 
it into her. He repeated this several times, slowly 
working his cock in and out of her, warming her up, 
gaining ever more entry into her. It wasn't long before 
Deb felt his groin press up against her ass. She was 
stuffed full.

Whomever it was began to quiver behind her as his virgin 
cock was now buried in a burning hot, wet, tight cunt. 
Deb smiled to herself, she was giving these boys an 
experience of a life time. He then drew himself back out 
and then at an ever quickening pace, began fucking his 
tool in and out of her.

"Oh yes!" Deb moaned involuntarily. How had she gone for 
so long without sex? He had only just begun fucking her 
and already she was slipping once again. By the overflow 
of her cunt's fluids, it wasn't long before he began 
slamming himself into her to the hilt, his hips slapping 
up against her ass. 

Deb had to release her other cheek to clench and claw at 
the table. He was fucking her savagely, driving her 
wild. With each forceful thrust the table would screech 
across the floor. 

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me! Give me that big cock!" Deb 
began screaming over and over amongst her erotic moans 
of pleasure. She was pressing back against him, matching 
his thrusts. The fire was growing, it wouldn't be long 
now. The boy behind her grabbed her tight about the hips 
and smashed himself as hard as he could into her. Deb 
was screaming wildly, on the verge of cumming.

Everyone could hear the sloshing of her sloppy cunt, but 
it wasn't easy between her screams, his grunts, and the 
squeaking of the table's legs on the floor. But then it 
happened. Her assailant thrust himself as deep as he 
could into her, right into her cervix, and held it 
there, quivering. 

The burst of his hot cum deep in her cunt sent her over 
the edge.

"NO!" she protested, "You can't cum in me!" she 
screamed, but was then soon lost in her own orgasm, 
unable to stop him.

"Dude, you don't cum in her, dumb ass!" another of 
Jason's friends also protested, but Doug let him know 
that it was alright. 

Deb heard no more. Her climax was taking over, all 
reason, all shame, all sanity - gone. His cock continued 
to throb inside her, each time sending another jet of 
hot cum splashing back against her cunts' walls. On and 
on he emptied his balls into her, and on and on her 
orgasm climbed, that is until like when she came from 
Spence's tongue, she collapsed once more on the table. 
The boy half collapsed on her back himself. His dick was 
still buried in her and was still rock hard.

She was only semi aware of what was happening around 
her. One of the others who was standing in her view had 
fished out his cock and was pumping his fist madly about 
it. 

"That was amazing!" Spence said as he stood right behind 
Doug, who was kneeling awkwardly close, down behind 
them.

"Alright, now pull it out, slowly," Doug continued 
directing. Her lover obeyed, sliding his cock from her 
wet cunt. She wasn't sure if it was his cum, her juices 
or both that followed him out.

"Spread it open, again," Doug ordered her. Deb obeyed. 
Doug got a close up view on his phone of white cum 
leaking slowly from her freshly used cunt.

"That's good, now turn around now and suck him clean."

Dazed from her most recent climax, Deb simply heard Doug 
speak and she obeyed. She collected herself, then pushed 
off the table to do as she was told.

Deb gasped in outright horror. Standing behind her, 
naked, with a half hard enormous cock, covered in her 
pussy's juices, was none other than her son, Jason.

Outraged, she slapped Jason hard across the face before 
turning on and rushing Doug, snatching his phone from 
his hand. They began yelling at the others, confiscating 
their phones she chased them from her house...

That is, at least how she saw it going in her head. 
That's what she knew she should do, but as reality came 
crashing back, she found herself instead on her knees, 
his half hard cock, covered in her pussy's juices and 
wads of his own cum - his own cum that he had loosed 
inside of her - dangling in front of her face. A 
dribbled of the milky white fluid hung from the tip of 
his cock. 

Lost in a trance, Deb opened her mouth and tilted her 
head below his cock. Reaching out her tongue, she tasted 
his cum, letting the drop run down onto her tongue. His 
cock almost immediately began hardening again. Deb 
twirled her tongue around the head of it before the 
closed her lips about it, sucking him in.

Deb opened her mouth just a little, trying not to push 
the fluids on his cock back, she tried to jam as much 
cock into her mouth and throat as she could before 
closing her lips again, and drawing her head back, his 
once dirty cock glistened now with only her saliva. Deb 
proceeded, trying to give the sixteen year old the 
blowjob of a life time...

Deb couldn't remember if her recent dream was real or 
not, was this Jason's cock in her mouth? This was so 
wrong, she was so bad. Scared or not, she had to know... 
she glanced up. He was staring back down at her. She 
didn't mean to, but her eyes got locked in his as her 
head bobbed back and forth on his cock.

It wasn't until someone grabbed her by the hips and 
hauled her to her feet did she break the stare. She 
would never dare to look back at him. Whoever it was 
that lifted her up wasted no time in ramming his cock 
into her. Her cunt put up little resistance and the 
novice sixteen year old humped as fast as he could until 
he came in her as well. Deb thought about protesting, 
but it was too late anyways.

He tensed up for a moment, holding still, before finally 
backing away, his cock slipping from her hole. Another 
quickly replaced him.

By this point her cunt was overly sloppy. The one in her 
merely massaged his cock back and forth a few times, 
lubricating it, before Deb left a wad of spit land in 
the crack of her ass. He pulled out and with the head of 
his cock, massaged the saliva into her anal bud. 

Deb had done a lot of things, but never that! She tried 
to stop him. She tried to spit out the cock in her mouth 
and turn and protest, but Doug, who she was able to see 
from the corner of her eye before he grabbed her 
violently by her hair, forced her further down on Jason.

Deb had tried deep-throat before, but Jason was not 
himself and Jason grabbed her hard by the hair and 
thrust his cock back deep, right into her throat, 
crushing her nose into his stomach. Deb pushed back hard 
against him, gagging, choking, but Jason was out of his 
mind. 

Deb froze though as she felt Doug press against her 
anus. 

"Nnnh," she mumbled about the cock in her mouth, trying 
to say no. It was horrible, the worst feeling. Doug did 
not care though, he did not stop, and Deb was forced to 
hold still and take it+ADs- the harder she fought it, the 
worse it hurt.

It struggled hard at first to deny him entry, causing 
Deb to groan in pain, but then as if something just 
snapped, her ass opened, swallowing a couple of inches 
of him in. Her sphincter clinched over and over again 
about his shaft.

"Oh yeah!" Doug now moaned as he slowly began working 
his cock in and out of her. Deb beat her fists of 
Jason's stomach. Deb was helpless. Jason now had her 
hair clasped in his fists and was pulling her face down 
on him and he jabbed his cock into her throat. This 
coupled with the cock now pummeling her virgin ass, Deb 
was the one losing her mind now.

Jason finally tensed up and crushed her face into his 
groin once more, holding her there as he came violently, 
emptying his cum right into her throat. Deb paid him no 
mind. Her ass was on fire. It was finally loosening a 
bit from Doug's attack and a strange mixture of pain and 
pleasure was overwhelming her.

A dose of reality must have swept over Jason as a look 
of shame came to his face and he quickly backed away, 
leaving Deb leaning over, coughing and choking, gasping 
for air from his recent assault on her. Weak, Deb 
collapsed to her knees, but Doug stayed right with her.

Deb on her hands and knees, Doug rocked her back and 
forth as he continued fucking her ass. Her head hung 
between her shoulders, cum drooling from her lips. Doug 
had worked himself all the way in, and his hips were now 
slapping up against her ass. Deb cried out with each of 
his thrusts.

Deb eventually collapsed all the way over onto the cold 
kitchen floor, but Doug never missed a beat thrusting 
into her poor anus. Her ass was tight about his big 
cock. Positioned this way, it was the most comfortable 
yet. Deb's groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. 
She began pushing back. And when Doug finally came, his 
hot cum deep in her ass, Deb lost it and cried out in 
her strongest orgasm of the night.

When she came back to consciousness, they were all 
carrying her somewhere...to the living room. Two had her 
by each leg and two more by each arm. Derick sat eagerly 
on the couch. They led her over to him, straddling her 
legs across his lap. Derick aimed his cock upward and 
Deb was lowered down onto him.

Deb sank down easily onto his lap. Derick grabbed her 
hips and began grinding below her, working his cock in 
and out her wet cunt. Though in a state of deliria, Deb 
went along and began rocking back and forth atop his 
lap.

Deb was surprised as Derick sucked one of her nipples 
into his mouth. He released her hips and lifted his 
hands up to fondle her breasts. Deb welcomed this and 
pushed her chest into his face.

Meanwhile, Spence came up behind them and placed a hand 
on Deb's butt. She looked back to see what he was doing, 
and became startled as she saw him lining up his cock 
for her anal bud. Deb spun back around and buried her 
face in Derick's neck, preparing herself for the 
onslaught. She had in fact been in a threesome with two 
guys before, but as she had never had one in her ass 
before tonight, she certainly had not fucked them both 
at once. This promised to be wild, even for her.

She paused atop Derick to give Spence the opportunity to 
get it in. From her previous experience, this was the 
hardest part. Spence copied Doug and let a wad of spit 
fall into the crack of her ass and he used the head of 
his cock to push it around the entrance to her ass. Deb 
practically bit Derick's neck as Spence pressed the head 
of his cock past her sphincter. Spence was more merciful 
than Doug, working slowly to allow her tight asshole 
time to adjust.

Having him enter her there with one in her pussy was 
extremely erotic. She loved it. She had seen double 
penetrations in porn videos herself, but never dreamed 
she would partake in it. And then there was just 
something about being fucked in the ass itself...so 
taboo, so dirty...so hot!

Deb sucked at Derick's neck. She nibbled at his ear, 
sucking his lobe in between her lips. She kissed him 
along his jaw line until she found his lips. She kissed 
him hard and passionately. Deb was caught up in the 
moment of it all. Spence had by now worked over half his 
cock into her and as he pressed it deeper, Deb slipped 
her tongue into Derick's mouth and rolled it around his.

It took only a few more attempts of Spence coaxing his 
cock in and out of her before she felt his hips press up 
against her butt. He was buried to the hilt inside her. 
Readied, the two slowly picked up the pace, gyrating 
their two cocks inside her. 

Deb moaned loudly, sucking on Derick's tongue. She could 
feel in detail their two cocks sliding against each 
other, separated only by a thin membrane inside her, the 
experience was intoxicating. It was harder for Derick to 
thrust up into her on the bottom, but Spence was now 
drawing his cock nearly all the way out before slamming 
it back into her. He was fucking her ass for all he was 
worth.

Deb ran her fingers through Derick's hair, she could 
feel the fires of a growing orgasm. Someone grabbed her 
by her hair and pulled her lips from Derick's ...it was 
Doug. It seemed like ages ago already, but Doug's semi-
hard cock was still filthy from the ass fucking he had 
just given her, covered in her ass juices and cum. He 
pulled her face into his groin. At first she kept her 
lips closed tight, she did not want to taste her own 
ass, but Doug gave her head a little jolt, and in the 
end Deb obeyed.

Doug stuffed his cock right to the back of her throat as 
the other two continued fucking her. Doug's cock sprang 
right back to life. The two in her cunt and ass began 
moving in rhythm, one drawing out while the other thrust 
in. Doug was in his own world, choking Deb on his cock.

Deb was lost. Spence came and was replaced by Tim, who 
was then replaced by Jason. Derick had cum a couple of 
times, but his cock remained hard and he did not 
complain as the others rotated from her mouth to her 
ass.

Deb was only vaguely aware as she was bent over the 
coffee table. Using the tie of a bath robe and a shoe 
lace, the boys tied either leg at the knee to the two 
legs of the table at one end. Then stretching her out 
along it, they tied each of her wrists with an 
electrical cord, and stretched the cords to the two far 
legs of the coffee table. Deb was left completely 
vulnerable to any that fancied.

Deb was a complete mess by this point. Her pussy was 
fucked raw, her ass was left gaping. Each hole left 
continuously drooling milky white cum. More of it was 
smeared across her chin and cheeks. Random ropes of it 
were left crusting as they dried across her body: some 
on her back, others on her butt, some in her hair.

They all took turns again, fucking either her ass or 
pussy, whichever they wanted. Instead of cumming in her 
though, they all pulled out and came on her face as Doug 
filmed it. It wasn't long till she wore what could have 
passed for some new cosmetic facial mask.

It was late into the night before the boys finally grew 
tired. Deb was drunk like, crazed by the long day of 
fucking and orgasms. Deb was abandoned atop the table as 
they all laid out to watch TV. They left Deb tied in 
case any grew horny. Deb did not complain, she was 
practically passed out.

They had almost forgotten about her when they all heard 
a loud moan. REX! Deb's black lab had wandered into the 
living room and as Deb's rear was left coated in cum and 
cunt juices, he had begun to lap at it. 

Deb had no idea, she was still delirious. All the boys 
looked around stunned at each other, what did this dog 
think he was doing? They looked to Doug. He was 
sneering, watching the events unfold. He was not going 
to interrupt. The others felt they should, but the 
growing bulges in their pants once again overruled any 
sane judgment. They all turned back to Deb to see what 
would happen next.

Deb was laying with her head on the table. The hardcore 
orgy had ended over an hour ago and since then one would 
every once in a while get up to use her+ADs- she just 
assumed it was one of them. She did not register the 
cold, wet nose pressed into her groin, nor the wide 
girth of the tongue that lapped at her tired cunt. 
Considering the mess she knew she was back there, she 
thought it kind of gross that one of them would actually 
eat her out right now, but it felt great nonetheless and 
she wasn't about to stop him.

The massive tongue licked her clean, working across her 
sex from thigh to thigh, from down on her clit up to her 
still slightly gaping asshole. The tongue first honed in 
on her pussy, the tongue breaking in fully into her slit 
and even into her hole. Involuntary jerks and quivers 
rocked Deb as he did this. The boys began giggling and 
nudging each other as they watched. Doug broke out his 
phone once again to record this. Jason could be seen 
sitting in the distance, unsure if he should be watching 
this, knowing that he should intervene, but he was 
afraid to.

Deb was growing more audible. The stimulation was waking 
her from sleep and the boys were all tense just knowing 
that at any moment she was going to pick her head up to 
see it is the dog that is licking her - they would all 
get it then, they feared. Not Doug. He moved right up 
close to get a better shot of the dog's lapping tongue.

The dog then stopped and whined loudly, looking from 
Doug to Deb, from Deb back to Doug and the rest. All 
cringed at this, surely Deb had been alerted now. But 
no, she continued laying on the coffee table.

"What is it boy?" Doug asked him in a puppy dog voice. 
Rex continued to whine and whimper. His tail was wagging 
wildly, his feet were pacing anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Doug again asked him. "You want some 
pussy too?"

Someone guffawed. Doug did not look back. Instead, he 
patted Deb's butt, letting him know that it was okay, 
and that's all Rex needed. He leapt right up on her 
rear, wrapping his front paws about her sides atop the 
table and rested his furry chest on her back. If Deb 
hadn't a clue before, her head certainly popped up now.

"WH-WHAT! REX, NO!" Deb was finally aware of what was 
happening. She fought violently against her bondages but 
they were tied tight and only hurt her wrists.

"DAMN YOU, GET THIS FILTHY DOG OFF ME!" she screamed at 
this. They all looked terribly nervous, but none jumped 
to action. If any were going to stop it, it was up to 
Doug, and Doug was too busy encouraging Rex to stop him.

"NO, PLEASE, DON'T!" Deb continued pleading, though to 
no avail. Rex's haunches were already humping, the tip 
of his red penis already protruding from its sheath. He 
humped aimlessly for a bit before giving up and 
dismounting. 

"Thank you," Deb exhaled...but it was short lived. Rex 
immediately took to lapping at her cunt once more which 
cut her short of breath and sent her reeling. Try all 
she might, dog or not, her body couldn't help but 
respond to such stimulation. She felt the flood gates of 
her cunt reopen and her juices flush through her hole, 
preparing it for a good fucking. Rex remounted.

"No, please, not this, I've done everything...I'll do 
anything, just not this...Jason, please?" she turned to 
her son for help, but again he would offer none. It was 
too late anyways.

Rex had himself wrapped tightly around her backside, his 
haunches working frantically to bury his member. He was 
still whimpering, anxious, needing desperately to bury 
his red cock into a hot, wet hole. As the pointed tip 
jabbed into Deb's rear, vision's of the hideous looking 
tool flooded Deb's mind. It had always scared her, it 
was just so inhuman, so beastly. Blood red, like a piece 
of raw meat, it was veiny and always slimy looking. She 
tried to push the image from her mind to no avail. He 
was stabbing her with it.

And then it happened. On one random thrust, Rex found 
his target and the speared head of his cock disappeared 
inside her. Deb's mumbled protests immediately ceased. 
Her head snapped forward and her body froze. Rex put all 
the boys to shame, he was huge, the largest she'd ever 
had.

By this point, Deb was well used and loose, not to 
mention her cunt was drenched and lubricated, but still 
Rex had difficulty getting all of his cock into her. The 
dog though cared not about how it was for Deb and tried 
with all his might to force more of it into her. His 
hips thrust sporadically and forcefully, driving more 
and more in. It didn't take long. Eventually Deb 
adjusted and the dog, like only a dog can do, began 
thrusting into her at a lightening quick pace.

His haunches began moving in a blur. Deb's moans were 
strung together in a long continuous one. Rex was 
pummeling her. Another insane orgasm began growing. Rex 
was just so big, and so hot, there was nothing Deb could 
do to stop it. A dog was fucking her. A dog was going to 
make her cum.

As his red shaft pistoned in and out of her, something 
more began brewing. Deb had no idea what it was, but she 
could feel it none the less, Rex was swelling. He was so 
big already, she did not know how she could possibly 
take anymore, but as Rex was growing now, it seemed to 
be limited to the base of his cock. As if a bulge was 
forming there, Deb could feel it slip in and out of her 
hole. But it was growing at an alarming rate.

It wasn't long until the bulge formed a ball - a knot. 
Eventually it reached the size to where it could no 
longer fit easily in and out her and became stalled 
outside Deb's entrance. Rex would be having none of 
that. He tensed up and with all his might, forced his 
large knot into her. Deb strained as she could feel her 
entrance slowly give way, finally opening enough around 
the knot's widest part. Rex suddenly lunged forward and 
her pussy swallowed it whole. Deb could take no more, 
she came hard.

Instead of climaxing and then it dwindling, Deb's orgasm 
did not end. As Rex had just forced his knot into her, 
he quit fucking her, per se, and held still. He was 
shaking, his cock throbbing inside her. Rex was seeding 
his bitch.

The steaming hot cum splashing up against her cunts 
walls sent her climax soaring to untold heights. Her 
eyes were closed but her mouth was open as she was 
howling at the ceiling. Someone grabbed her by the hair 
and stuffed their cock into her mouth. Deb eagerly 
swallowed it.

The dog's cum was like nothing she had experienced. 
Derick, who had jammed his cock into her mouth came and 
finished before the dog showed any sign of being done 
with her. His animal cock continued throbbing all the 
while in her, loosing burst after burst of dog semen in 
her. 

Tim rushed up as Derick stepped away and his white cum 
immediately burst out, striking her in the face before 
he could shove his cock into her waiting mouth. Deb's 
cunt was so full. Rex's huge cock, and some kind of knot 
- Deb was unfamiliar with a dog's anatomy - was stuffed 
inside her and her inner walls were stretching to their 
max as he continued to cum but the dog's knot let none 
of it escape.

Eventually beads of the creamy substance began dipping 
from the end of her slit. She was that full that it was 
now being forced out of her. She sucked all of their 
cocks as Rex rested his weight atop her back, panting, 
his tongue hanging out one side drooled onto her back.

Without warning, Rex finally dismounted, picking himself 
up he jumped off her back and off the table. His cock 
tugged at her rear, it was stuck inside her! Deb cried 
out from a mixture of pain and alarm. She had no idea as 
to what was happening. Rex whined. He was finished 
seeding his bitch and now wanted free, but Deb's tight 
cunt was locked around his huge knot.

"You see that?" one of the boys asked astonished.

"Yeah, his cock is stuck in her..."

"I've seen this with my uncles dogs...they'll get stuck 
like this for sometimes, fifteen, thirty minutes!"

Deb's climax was over. As she listened to the boys talk 
about the dog stuck in her cunt, she collapsed her face 
on the table, crying from the humiliation. No doubt they 
had filmed this too, she was ruined!

The emotion's again overwhelmed her and she faded into 
darkness...

***

The gravel crushed and ground beneath her tires. Deb was 
lost out on some unpaved, country road. It would be dark 
soon and as hesitant as she was about where she was 
going, she was even more afraid to get lost out here at 
night. Apart from the unmaintained road and the barbed 
wire fence that lined it on either side, there was no 
other sign of civilization as far as the eye could see.

Her car skid to a halt. She was looking from the map on 
her phone to the side of the road, from the side of the 
road back to her phone. Was this right?

The driveway was hardly noticeable, but as she looked 
closer she did see a broken mail box amongst the tall 
weeds. The drive itself was simply two dirt tracks for 
either tire, grass grown between them.

Deb threw her car in reverse and spun the tires in the 
gravel as she went back to enter the driveway. Closer to 
the mailbox, she could see three worn numbers painted on 
its side: 608. Deb gulped, this was the address.

"Where the hell am I?" she cursed out loud, staring off 
down the winding dirt road. Though she had grown up in 
this small town, she had never had any business out here 
in the country. She was completely turned around. The 
drive seemed dark, cast in the shadow of countless giant 
oaks and pecans. 

Following "the incident," - as Deb liked to think of it 
- she had not seen hide nor hair of any of the boys. 
Jason had only been home briefly and neither looked at 
each other, much less spoke. Two weeks had passed and 
Deb had been able to force it from her thoughts - 
almost. She was glad Jason was gone.

That changed however when she was checking her email one 
day. It was as if on cue - Frank had only yesterday told 
her and Jason about his upcoming business trip, he'd be 
gone for a week. Her heart dropped when she saw the 
name: Doug. Deb immediately clicked the empty box beside 
it and jerked the mouse up to where the cursor was 
hovering over the Delete button. Deb hesitated. Her lips 
were taut. She shifted the arrow over to the Spam 
button. Her finger awaited anxiously over the "left 
click" of her mouse.

She had made it two weeks, but alas, she knew this day 
would eventually come. She couldn't help but feel her 
life had drastically changed - it had. What had 
happened...and Doug. Evil Doug. He was a demented little 
twerp who had the most damaging evidence imaginable 
against her - and he had already proven that he would go 
to the extreme in using it against her.

Deb gave in and clicked on the email. It was short and 
simple: Be at my place on Friday no later than 8. It 
listed his address and an overt warning of what would 
happen if she failed to show. Deb stared long and hard 
at the dog mounted atop her back. Below it was a list of 
familiar family and friends' email addresses.

Deb punched the power button hard with her finger. The 
screen went black...she knew this was coming. She had 
given it a lot of thought - what she would do...

She turned her head around to look into her back seat. 
Two large suitcases sat ominously, crammed full with all 
the clothes and essentials she could force into them. 
She looked back to the shadowed drive. She was either 
skipping town - or submitting to Douglas Peters and his 
perverse demands. 

Deb thought of all her friends and family, of her 
husband and of Jason, both of whom she dearly loved, and 
of her parents. This was her home. She was at a fork in 
the road, quite literally. One path led to public 
humiliation, which she could not bear and would have no 
choice but to run - to run from her home and her family. 
She would never be able to face them. The other led to 
an uncertain end of physical humiliation and degradation 
at the hands of a demented little pervert. But had she 
not already passed this fork, had she not already made 
the decision? 

Deb spun the wheel left - the tires ground the gravel. 
She turned on her head lights and released the brake to 
slowly begin down the drive.

The house was a good ten minutes off the road, but Deb 
wasn't exactly flooring it either. She let the car coast 
the whole way, sitting in silence. Her heart was racing. 
Her breaths seemed harder and harder to take the closer 
she came to the house. The green lights of the clock on 
her dashboard changed to 8:17. She was late.

The property epitomized "white trash." The grass was 
tall and overgrown. Two old and rusted cars sat 
abandoned in the yard, their rubber tires cracked and 
deflated. An old shed and an outhouse stood next to the 
small house. Empty beer cans and other debris littered 
the yard. Broken appliances lined the porch.

The house itself was old and decrepit. Wooden shingles 
were loose and missing atop the roof. Just like the 
shingles, pieces of siding hung freely while others were 
missing all together. Only random strips of white bore 
evidence of a long ago whitewash. The wood was worn and 
gray. It was a sad sight.

A sudden spell of panic nearly overtook her - a pack of 
ugly mongrels came charging out from around the house, 
barking madly at the approaching vehicle. They looked 
none to friendly. Deb's shocked eyes glanced from the 
dogs to the person emerging from the front door of the 
house. He wore a wide smile across his face: Doug.

The tracks continued on past the house to a barn in the 
distance, but Deb stopped short of the house. The dogs 
swarmed around her door and she dared not open it. 
Seeing her hesitancy, Doug immediately yelled and 
scolded the dogs, charging off the porch he kicked them 
back. All tucked tail and scrammed. Doug opened the door 
for her.

"Good, I was beginning to think you wouldn't show."

Deb sneered at him. Oh, how she loathed this boy. 
Holding the door open, Doug stood back and waited for 
her to get out. As Deb exited the vehicle, another 
caught her eye. An older man, dressed in a pair of worn 
overalls walked out onto the porch, his thumbs hooked 
about his trouser's straps. He spat on the porch. He was 
chewing a large wad of tobacco.

He was going bald but certainly had no lack of hair on 
the rest of his body. His beard appeared to be several 
days old. He looked dirty. Deb was surprised, she knew 
him from somewhere.

"That'd be my Pa," Doug informed her.

Bill Peters. He was well known in the town and none of 
it was good. A drunk, he had lost most the family farm 
do to his gambling and other vices. None knew where Mrs. 
Peters had taken off to. Deb looked back to Doug.

"I didn't expect there to be other..."

"Ah, shut it, this is my pa's farm, where'd you expect 
him to be?"

Deb gulped as she looked back to the old man. She did 
not like the look in his eyes, the way he was staring at 
her, looking her up and down. Doug suddenly snatched the 
keys from her hand.

"Hey!" she protested.

"Enough already," he pushed her towards the house, 
"we've been waiting two long weeks now, get yourself 
inside!"

"Now you look here, I've been good enough to com..."

"Yeah, whatever - you didn't want the town seeing you 
plugged by your dog, now get your ass inside!" Doug 
again threatened. Deb shivered at his words. She could 
hear his dad laughing at this from the porch, he had 
obviously told him. Deb was flooded with regret, she 
should have run for it while she had the chance. Her 
eyes trailed down to her keys, they were clasped tightly 
in Doug's fist. Too late.

Doug shoved her again, nearly tripping her over.

"Enough! I'm going!" she yelled at him. Deb caught her 
balance and slowly began making her way up the worn path 
that lead to the steps of the front porch. She kept her 
eyes down, she couldn't bear to look at Doug's dad. She 
could feel the weight of his gaze on her though. Doug 
followed closely behind her.

Deb had no more than reached the porch when a third came 
out the doorway - an older version of Doug, his older 
brother obviously. Deb gulped - three Peters and all 
looked just as sinister as the next. She was in serious 
trouble.

"This Jason's mom Doug's been tellin' us 'bout?"

"Sho' is," Bill Peters said gaily, "sho' is."

"Howdy," old man Peters offered, "mighty glad to have 
ya, been-a long time!"

Deb froze in her tracks at the bottom of the steps. She 
was shaking. That voice, that face - it all came rushing 
back to her - she had known the name but it had been so 
long, nearly two decades. She had only just begun 
working at Frank's law firm at the time. As long as it 
had been, she remembered the case nevertheless, it was 
her first experience at the injustice that can be had 
with a good enough lawyer. One of Frank's clients had 
sued this farmer - it was a frivolous lawsuit but Frank 
was a good lawyer, one of the best. The farmer had lost 
just about everything - he had come by the office 
steaming mad - they had had him arrested for it. Bill 
Peters had aged a great deal since then.

How could she have been so stupid! Her mind was 
freaking.

"I said howdy, Mrs. Brady. Seems you've gotten yerself 
inta a little sit-che-ation with my boy here," he 
laughed. "Funny how life has its ways. No reason for us 
to be standing out here - gettin' dark - why don't you 
come on in?"

Deb's mind again screamed for her to run, but run where? 
She was in the middle of nowhere and Doug had her keys. 
As if she were a mindless zombie, her feet led her 
forward , up the stairs, on into the dungeon - into the 
Peters' house.

The house stunk. A mixture of mold, rotting trash, and 
urine invaded her nose. Garbage was everywhere. Dirty 
laundry and dishes filled in the gaps.

"Been a long time since this house's had a woman's 
touch," Mr. Peters said. Something about that caught 
Deb's attention. She looked around the living room, 
unsure now of what to do. Doug and his brother trailed 
in and Doug shut the door behind himself. 

"Hell, been almost twenty year since Mrs. Peters left 
us," he admitted with a stiff lip. That brought to two 
the number of women Deb had helped to drive off and 
families she'd scarred. Bill stared long and hard at 
her. Deb was at a loss.

"Don't remember me then?" he asked, eying her carefully.

"No, I..." she began but then gave up, fidgeting where 
she stood.

"Good," he smiled widely. "You've gotten to know my 
youngest pretty well, I've heard," he toyed with her, 
"this here be my oldest, Bubba," he introduced his other 
son.

"Now then, if yer to stay with us we'll need to cover a 
few ground rules-"

Deb guffawed, "Uh, excuse me...stay with you..." she 
asked disbelievingly.

Mr. Peters smiled and looked to his son.

"Yep, got yer sweet lil ass for a week, don't we?" Bill 
asked. Doug nodded in confirmation.

Deb nearly fainted. Doug's brother stepped forward and 
grabbed her roughly by the arm, holding her upright.

"Looketcha, all prim an' proper like. Been livin' the 
good life with tha' big shot lawyer. Done gone and 
forgot 'bout us little folk you've walked all over and 
cheated!"

"Mr. Peters, you have to believe me, I had no part...
I-I... can't, there's been a misunderstanding, I h-have
to go..." she trailed off, absolutely terrified.

"Hogswallup! But don'tcha go frettin'. Ain't no hard 
feelings. We gun' take good care of ya!"

Deb was speechless. Her knees were shaking.

"Now! First things first, this ain't no vacation - you 
expect to get a roof ova' yer head and food in ya belly, 
you'll be expected to carry yer own weight 'round her' 
and do as yer told. Place been needin' a woman's touch. 
Boys found a nice lil outfit fer ya ta do yer work in," 
he then signaled to Doug.

Doug hurried off down the hallway, apparently to fetch 
whatever it was that his Pa was talking about. Deb 
wanted to protest but her speech had still not returned. 
A frog was caught in her throat. Bill and Bubba both 
stared hard up and down her curved body in anticipation 
of what was to come. Deb's head was reeling, "What the 
hell was going on?"

Doug was right back, holding an old flowered wad of 
clothe in his hands. He threw it at her and she caught 
it. She held it out in front of herself and let in 
unfurl. At first she thought it was a dress, but no, it 
was an old apron with frills stitched about the edges. 
It smelled of moth balls. It reminded Deb of something 
from a fifties sitcom, and could easily have been older. 

"Nice eh? Good for house work," Doug smirked at her, 
"picked it out myself!" he bragged.

"Go on, get changed," Bill instructed her.

Changed? Deb was confused. She straightened out the 
apron and started to slip it over her head.

"No, I said changed. All you'll need be wearing here is 
that apron, and that's only cus I'd hate to see ya ge' 
tha' pretty skin of yers burned in the kitchen. 
Otherwise you won't be needin' nothin."

"Huh?" Deb asked stupidly. Her eyes narrowed in on him. 
She looked from Mr. Peters to Bubba to Doug - his stupid 
smirk, oh how she despised him! She should have known 
better than to come here.

"Where's the bathroom?" she asked shortly.

"Ain't no need."

"I can't use the bathroom?" she attacked nastily.

"There'll be none of that!" Mr. Peters almost yelled. 
"You'll get changed right her'. You'll do just as yer 
told, right when yer told, iffin' you know what's good 
fer ya."

Doug and his brother cracked up at this. Deb rolled her 
eyes and gritted her teeth, but she did not doubt him 
and was not eager to push him. This would be the least 
of her worries. Without another word she dropped the 
apron to the floor and then angrily grabbed the bottom 
of her shirt and ripped it up over her head, tossing it 
aside. Doug and his brother immediately fell silent. All 
of their eyes fell to her breasts.

Deb then reached back and undid the clasp of her bra. 
Holding her arms out she allowed the straps to slide 
down her arms and then let the bra fall to the floor. 
She then used her feet, stepping first on one heel then 
the other she slid her feet from her shoes and kicked 
them aside as well.

Glaring at Doug, she then unbuttoned her jeans and 
pushed them to the floor, shortly followed by her 
panties. She picked back up the apron. Deb then once 
again ducked her head under the apron's strap and pulled 
it down around her neck and let it unfurl down her body. 
The top of the apron barely reached her tits and it hung 
only about half way down her thighs. She grabbed it by 
its sides and pulled the two strings back behind her and 
tied them together in a knot. The excess string dangled 
down onto her bare ass.

Then, as if playing along, Deb held out her arms and 
spun around, as if modeling it for them.

"Happy?" she asked grumpily. They were too busy drooling 
on themselves to answer. Doug's brother finally managed 
to nod. 

"Ain't that a sight!" Bill clapped his hands together. 
"Now then, like I said, you wanna get out of here 
unharmed and without Doug there sending out them nasty 
pics of you, you'll do exactly as yer told, by any one 
of us. Now we gots a game to watch!"

Both of his sons seemed disappointed with this. 

"Be plenty of time for that," he winked to his sons. 
"I'm hungry. You best get started on fixin' us some 
grub, but first, bring us a beer," Bill ordered her as 
his servant.

Easy enough. Deb stomped off towards the kitchen, 
shaking her head. All watched her ass wiggle back and 
forth as she went. A few moments later she returned with 
three cans of beer in her hands. The three Peters had 
all cleared a seat for themselves and had a game turned 
on the tube.

"Dammit!" Bill cursed as she handed it to him. "Ain't 
you worth a shit? Bes' have them beers cracked open when 
you fetch me one!" Deb rolled her eyes but cracked open 
his beer nonetheless. Bill was smiling widely. He was 
obviously enjoying himself.

Deb continued on, opening Bubba's beer for him and then 
Doug's. As she turned around to head back to the 
kitchen, she shrieked and leapt into the air as Doug 
just pinched her bare ass hard.

"You little..." she began to threaten as she slapped 
away Doug's hand, but Mr. Peters jumped up from his 
seat.

"Won't be no back talk from you, misses. Done told ya 
you'll be doin' as yer told. But I reckon you'll want to 
learn the hard way. Now bend yer lil ass over that sofa 
there!" Bill pointed to the cluttered couch which Doug 
was sitting on. Both Doug and Bubba were trying to keep 
themselves from cracking up laughing.

Deb was in shock, she stood wide eyed at Bill as he 
fished out an old leather belt from another pile. What 
game was he playing with her?

"The sofa!" he again threatened her. Deb jumped to 
action and hurried over to the sofa and leaned over it. 
What was he doing? She looked back scared.

Bill walked up right behind her, "you'll learn to mind 
like a good lil bitch," and with that, "SMACK!" he 
brought the leather belt across her bare ass. Deb wailed 
in pain.

"SMACK!" he again spanked her with it. Two large, red 
whelps traced across her butt.

"Now you gonna mind us?" he yelled at her. 

"Y-ye..." but she did not answer fast enough.

"SMACK!"

Deb cried out in pain, "YES! YES! Whatever you want!" 
but Bill gave her one last strap for good measure. Tears 
swelled in her eyes.

"Good. Now get yer lil ass in that kitchen, I'm damn 
near starvin."

Deb certainly didn't need to be told twice this time. 
She scurried off, rubbing her poor ass as she went. All 
three cracked up laughing behind her.

Wasn't long thereafter that the delicious smell of a 
home cooked meal beckoned the three deviants in from the 
living room. They were admittedly surprised by what they 
saw. Deb never could work in a dirty kitchen. The once 
perpetually dirty wooden dining table was cleared and 
wiped down. A stack of clean dishes sat drying on a 
clean counter top. Several bags of trash sat waiting to 
be taken out by the back door. The stink of the house 
was covered up by the delicious smelling meal issuing 
from the stove.

Deb was at the stove, stirring the ground meat in a 
skillet while another pot of boiling noodles billowed 
beside her. At first the three stared dumbfounded at one 
another, not used to such a treat.

"Now will you look at that," Bill said, "not sure I've 
ever seen somethin' so fine!" he commented on her sexy 
ass working hard at the stove. It still bore the marks 
of her previous punishment. Deb did not bother turning 
around, but kept her head down and focused on the meat. 
She heard him walk up behind her. Her anxiety built with 
his every step.

"Smells mighty fine," he said, now close to her ear. Deb 
winced as he shoved his hand right between her legs. She 
winced with his rough touch.

"Yeah, I think this will work out just fine," he 
commented, forcing his finger into her. He worked it 
back and forth, forcing it deeper each time. Like it or 
not, Deb's pussy was not exactly dry.

"How does it taste?" he asked, pulling his finger out 
and he reached it around her, holding it at her face. 
Deb took a deep breath before she opened her mouth and 
swallowed his awaiting finger, coated in her cunt's 
juices. She slowly pulled her lips back off it.

"Well?" he asked.

"Sweet," even Deb was surprised by her prompt answer. 
All three chuckled at this.

"Yeah, boys, this is gonna be fun!"

Bill abandoned her and took his seat at the head of the 
table. His son's joined him. While they watched her 
carefully, Deb served their plates first and then began 
to fix her own.

"No," Mr. Peters interrupted her, "we don't eat with the 
help. You'll get yers in a bit," he then began to dig 
into his plate. Unsure of what to do, Deb continued 
straightening up, waiting for them to finish. She really 
didn't care, she didn't have much of an appetite 
anyways. They ate hurriedly without her. 

Finally finishing up, Mr. Peters pushed his empty plate 
away and leaned back in his chair.

"So, my boy tells me you suck a mean cock," he said 
unabashedly. Any normal lady should have been insulted 
by this, but this certainly wasn't a normal situation 
and his vulgarity came as no surprise to her. Deb simply 
shrugged her shoulders. Her heart rate did pick up a bit 
though as she could surmise where this was going.

"Well let's see it then, all this work, ya must be 
hungry, gotta nice little snack saved up for ya," Bill 
grinned widely at her. Again, what should have shocked 
her was of no surprise. Doug's brother seemed a bit 
shocked, but Doug and his father only smirked. 

"Well, come on then, its gettin' cold! I need to get the 
belt?" Mr. Peters said impatiently, shifting further 
back in his chair. Deb noticed for the first time that 
it was actually coiled up on the table beside him.

"Aren't you gonna...?" she huffed, "...oh, never mind," 
she said to herself as she started towards him. Without 
any further instruction she dropped right down to her 
knees between his legs. She reached out and folded back 
the flap of his overalls that covered the zipper and 
pulled the zipper down. There wasn't too much room to 
work with but she managed to get her fingers in and fish 
out his soft penis. It was big. Really big, even though 
it was still soft.

She instantly regretted it but she couldn't help 
glancing up at him. He was staring back down at her, an 
evil look in his eyes and a sneer across his face. Deb 
immediately looked back down and began lowering her 
mouth to his cock.

It smelled awful, a mixture of musk and sweat. She tried 
her best to hold her breath as she wrapped her lips 
about it. His skin was salty. No telling when the last 
time he bathed was. She sucked him hard nonetheless, 
stretching out his cock as she pulled her face back 
away. She quickly dove back down, allowing his now 
rapidly growing cock to reach into the back of her 
throat. She couldn't help it, she was a perfectionist. 
If she was going to do something, it was going to be her 
best.

A few more bobs of her head and Bill's cock swelled to 
its full potential. She could hardly fit half of it 
comfortably within her mouth. Grasping it tightly about 
the base, Deb held it upright as she worked faster up 
and down it.

Bill moaned loudly. It had been a long time since he had 
had anything more than his fist wrapped around his cock, 
and Deb's warm mouth was driving him wild. He stirred in 
his seat as she rolled her tongue about the head of his 
dick. He couldn't stand it. He grabbed a fist full of 
Deb's hair and slammed her face down into his lap.

Deb loosed a muffled scream from the sudden assault, but 
was choked short. She released his cock and clenched and 
beat at his thighs as Bill began slamming her head up 
and down on his shaft as he thrust his ass up from his 
seat, driving his cock even further into Deb's throat.

At least for Deb's sake, he didn't last long. Bill 
tensed up, lifting his butt he pressed her head down as 
hard as he could, crushing her face into his groin as he 
groaned and loosed his hot cum right down her throat.

"Damn!" he moaned, shooting spurt after spurt. He paid 
no heed to Deb's futile attempt to break his grip on 
her, not until his balls were empty.

Bill finally let her go, collapsing himself back into 
his seat half dazed. Deb fell over to the side, coughing 
and wheezing for air, choking back up large wads of cum. 
She would not be allowed to rest. 

Someone pulled at the tie of her apron and it fell from 
her body. They pulled the strap about her neck up over 
her head. Then Doug and Bubba grabbed her by either side 
and hoisted her up and bent her over the table. She had 
not been able to recover enough to realize exactly what 
was happening or put up any resistance - not like it 
would have made a difference anyways.

"She's your bitch, why don't you break her in," she 
heard Bill say, standing up from his seat.

Doug wasted no time unbuttoning his own pants and 
fishing out is already hard cock. He stepped right up 
behind her and lined his cock up with slit. Her cunt was 
already drenched, which worked to her favor as Doug 
plunged right in. He thrust hard and violently right 
from the get go. Deb clenched and clawed at the table. 
She reached back and spread open her cheeks, trying to 
ease the pain from his rushed assault. She cried loudly 
with each of his thrusts.

It did not take long for her to forget how much she 
loathed this bastard or even that it was he that was 
fucking her. Like a spindle used to create a fire, so 
was his dick igniting a blaze in her cunt. She bit at 
her lip in a futile attempt to quite her moans of 
pleasure.

Just as her climax was beginning to build however, Doug 
thrust hard into her and held himself there, readied to 
cum in her.

"No!" Bill took the word right out of her mouth - though 
for a different reason. "Cum in that whore's mouth. I 
know she's hungry!"

Doug barely made it. He scrambled around the table just 
in time to grab a handful of her hair and yank her face 
to his throbbing cock. A rope of it erupted and spread 
itself from one cheek, across her open mouth to her 
other cheek. Doug plunged it into her waiting mouth and 
he began to pump his hips back and forth, face fucking 
her, he released the rest of his load in her mouth. Some 
dribbled out the edge of her mouth, but Deb swallowed 
all she could, obediently.

Before Doug was done cumming in her mouth. Bubba stepped 
up between her still open legs and sunk his cock in. Deb 
welcomed it, she needed to cum. Hopes of a climax were 
soon crushed though as the inexperienced Bubba lasted 
only a matter of seconds before he had to push his 
brother out of the way to get to her mouth. The third 
load of the night was emptied into her waiting mouth.

All Deb could taste was the sour, bitter flavor of cum 
as it coated every corner of her mouth. The warm liquid 
slowly made its way down her. Globs of it were spread 
across her face. She had never been a fan of cum, but 
there was something about it now, being so helpless, at 
their mercy, being fed cum to survive...she savored it, 
toying with the wads within her mouth, pushing the back 
and forth across her tongue before she swallowed it.

She was slipping. Her cunt was frothing. She needed to 
cum. They had just been toying with her. She had already 
been with all three of them but each had fallen short of 
giving her what she needed, each only interested in 
hurrying to get their own. She could hear them 
discussing her but it was all just background noise.

"Go get Sam, I gotta see this," Deb heard Bill tell one 
of his sons. She was writhing atop the table, rubbing 
her hands across her naked body, massaging her breasts, 
teasing her pussy.

"Come on, ge' off there, on the ground," Bill ordered 
her. She wasn't exactly paying attention to him, but 
even still, he hardly gave her a chance to obey him 
before he grabbed and yanked her off the table. Deb was 
only just able to catch herself from completely crashing 
to the floor. 

"On yer knees!" Bill demanded. Deb scrambled over onto 
her knees as told, and began moving towards his crotch 
but he slapped her away.

"There'll be plenty of time for that. You just get on 
yer hands and knees and don't ge' off 'em till I tell ya 
or you'll be sorry, understand?"

Deb nodded as she lowered herself onto her hands as 
well. As she bent over, her soaked pussy opened to the 
cool air. He teased her wanton sex. She waddled her rear 
in the air, waiting for one of them to come up behind 
her and take her. She needed something inside her.

But neither moved. They only stood smiling, waiting. She 
heard the back door open then slam closed. She heard the 
click of claws on the hardwood floor. She looked back 
over her shoulder to see a large beast of a dog dragging 
Doug behind him.

You couldn't recognize any breed in him, he was a full 
blooded mutt. He was at his prime though and obviously 
very powerful as Doug could hardly control him as he 
struggled to keep hold of the dog's collar. Seeing Deb 
knelt on the floor, he was struggling to get at her.

Deb instinctively lunged forward in an attempt to escape 
the charging animal. She had hardly made it off her 
knees however when out of nowhere an open palm struck 
her hard across the face. Deb crashed back the floor.

"I told ya, yer not to leave yer hands and knees till I 
tell ya!" Bill again warned her. "Now get back up on 
'em, NOW!" he yelled at her.

Deb remained laying on the floor. Her senses were only 
just coming back to her - that was no subtle blow.

"Get up!" Bill again barked at her.

Deb had subjugated herself to a lot, but this was asking 
too much.

"Please..." she looked up with watery eyes, "I'll do 
anything - anything - just not this, not a dog!" she was 
on the verge of tears.

"Ah, shut it, you already fucked one and I'm gonna see 
it with my own two eyes! Now get up, on yer knees!"

Deb couldn't speak, she was choked, but she made no 
attempt to get up and only shook her head in refusal.

Bill scowled and immediately charged at her. Deb cried 
out as he forcefully grabbed her by her hair and hauled 
her up to her knees. There was nothing she could do to 
stop him. She clawed at his grasp on her but it was 
futile.

"Alright, let him go."

Smiling, Doug let go of the dog. Sam rushed right for 
her. The dog was so over excited it sounded like a 
stampede coming for her. Deb braced for impact.

Instead of immediately pouncing on her as she expected, 
the dog instead jammed his cold, wet nose into her sex. 
Deb again lunged forward but Bill was still holding her 
tight.

"Oh!" Deb gasped as Sam's tongue swept across her 
exposed cunt. She froze in place. The dog apparently 
liked what he tasted as he then began lapping at it 
feverishly.

Deb again moaned loudly as the dog's tongue broke 
between her cunt's lips and attacked her clit and hole. 
She couldn't help it, her hips rolled and writhed from 
his assault. His tongue was wide and smooth.

"Oh god!" she cried aloud, unable to control herself. 
The wide girth and length of his large tongue hit every 
part of her sex, from her clit to the tiny bud of her 
ass. It was overwhelming. He worked his tongue fast, 
faster than any ever had on her. Though she struggled to 
calm the rapidly rising storm, her attempts were hollow. 
There was not taming it, there was no stopping it. The 
remnants of the fire she felt earlier came roaring back.

"Fuck!" Deb released Bill's hand and beat her fist upon 
the ground. She pressed her rear back into the dog's 
lapping tongue as he zoned in on her leaking hole. Deb 
forgot all about Bill's tight grip on her. She forgot 
that that amazing tongue belonged to a dog. She forgot 
herself. The heat and wanton desire of it all 
overshadowed everything else.

It was apparently all overwhelming for the guys too. 
They were all massaging their rock hard cocks. Bill 
could take no more.

"Come on, mount up boy," Bill encouraged his dog, 
tapping Deb on her rear.

"Ugh," Deb grumbled as the dog looked up, unsure of what 
his master was commanding of him. He paced and whined 
excitedly. Sam barked at him.

"Come on, boy, it's okay, mount up, getcha some of this 
fine pussy!" Bill released his grip on Deb and again 
patted Deb's ass in an attempt to goad his dog on. No 
one was really paying any attention to Deb as all eyes 
were on Sam to see what he would do, but Deb was frozen 
still, her head hung with her hair hiding her face. They 
probably thought she was just too afraid to disobey 
again...

Sam leapt up.

"Ugh!" Deb grunted as the weight of the dog came down 
atop her. She again cried out as he clawed at her hips, 
but she made no attempt at escape. Instead she braced 
herself as Sam adjusted himself up her, his haunches 
already humping at her rear.

He managed to wrap her hips tightly within his forelegs, 
but he jabbed aimlessly at her. All watched in awe. It 
was so tense you could have cut it with a knife, but 
after a few failed attempts, Sam dismounted and 
immediately began lapping at Deb's cunt once again. Deb 
moaned loudly with his fresh assault. By this point her 
juices were pouring down her legs. Her cunt was on fire.

"You see that?" Bubba asked his brother, pointing below 
the dog. Doug smiled.

"What? Wants him some pussy!" the head of the dog's red 
racer was extended out its sheath.

Deb was moaning loudest yet when without warning Sam 
leapt up once more, remounting his bitch. He added fresh 
red scratches to her hips. With each thrust he shifted 
himself ever closer to her sex. The anticipation was 
almost too much.

Deb jumped forward, but she didn't go far as Sam had her 
tight in his grasp. His cock had just made contact with 
her. He was hot, searing hot. The red meat burned her 
sensitive flesh. Jets of clear liquid were already 
spurting from the tip of his cock, joining the cunt 
juices and saliva that was spread across her.

Try as he may, his cock jabbed aimlessly at her. But Deb 
was not herself and by this point needed it, dog or no, 
she needed a hot cock inside her. Deb squeezed her eyes 
closed tight, and to everyone's utter surprise she 
reached back beneath herself and took hold of Sam's 
slick cock and guided it towards her foaming cunt.

"Oh god! Fuck!" she wailed as the tempered head of the 
dog's cock sunk into her. Sam grasped her even tighter 
as his hips flexed driving more and more of it into her. 
Sam whined loudly as his bitch's hot, wet cunt welcomed 
him in.

He had buried little more than half of it inside of her 
when his animal instincts kicked in. With a burst of 
energy, Sam loosed the most vicious assault on her 
imaginable. Her wails were silenced as the air was 
knocked from her by the sheer force of it.

The dog's cock pistoned in and out of her at lightning 
speed. Only a jack hammer could have worked faster. 
Deb's prolonged moans were rattled in step with each of 
his thrusts. Red flashed in and out behind her. It 
represented the fire ablaze in her pussy.

"Oohhuuhhohhhuh!" she rambled. "FU-UH-CK! F-FUCK M-
MEEE!"

The dog was huge, filling her completely. Her blind 
stupor was interrupted however when she felt something 
more begin to bang up again her entrance. She instantly 
remembered her time before, but the memory was hazy. 
Some type of bulge slipped past her a few times, teasing 
her spot, soaring her coming orgasm, but it wasn't long 
before the knot grew too large.

"W-wh-uh-at i-is he...ST-O-OP H-HIM!" she pleaded as the 
dog rocked her back and forth. The large knot had become 
stalled outside her hole, but the dog was trying with 
all his might to force it into her. A shot of pain 
coursed through her. 

The dog was now trying to knot his bitch and the 
enormous bulge was not going to fit easily into her 
tight cunt. All three shifted around to see what she was 
wailing about. They looked just in time as the huge red 
knot disappeared into her.

Deb wailed loudest yet as her hole opened up just enough 
to accept him in. And just like that, her orgasm 
erupted. Deb howled like a true bitch as the dog knotted 
her and began pumping his seed into her. Sam hunched 
tightly atop her, now held still - but his cock was 
throbbing. 

Deb's climax soared ever higher as the dog's hot cum 
blasted against her walls. Deb was lost. She had no idea 
Bill was even pumping madly at his own cock, just before 
her, till he grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled 
her hung head up to face him. A rope of white cum 
erupted and struck her across the face. Bill tensed up 
again and sent another two across her nose and cheek, 
across her brow and eye before jamming his cock into her 
mouth to let out the last bit dribble out across her 
tongue. Sam was still busy emptying his dog cum into her 
womb.

Bill pulled his now softening cock from her mouth to 
make way for his two eager sons. They both hurried up to 
either side of her face. Doug took hold of her hair to 
keep her facing up as they both began cumming on her 
face. Then Doug forced his cock into her mouth to be 
sucked dry, followed immediately by Bubba. 

Sam was still cumming in her. Beads of his runny semen 
were leaking from her cunt, falling to the floor. 
Satiated, the boys stood back once more to watch. Deb's 
cum coated face hung down again and she panted from 
being over worked. Strands of her hair were stuck to her 
face in the wads.

It seemed like forever, but eventually Sam came all he 
could and without warning lifted himself from Deb's back 
and dismounted. Deb grunted however as Sam tugged at 
her. He had dismounted but Deb's cunt had not let go his 
cock. He was stuck inside her. All three guys erupted 
with laughter at this.

Sam whined, done with his bitch he was eager to get 
away. He tugged again and again, practically dragging 
Deb behind him. She cried out loudly in pain until with 
a loud pop, the dog's cock suddenly slipped from her 
cunt. A torrent of cum followed it out, splashing onto 
the floor. Again the three Peters erupted with laughter.

"Holy shit!" Bubba exhaled in astonishment. A continuous 
stream kept flowing from her gaping cunt. They all saw 
for the first time the enormous tool that Sam had just 
thrashed Deb with. It was huge. The veiny red piece of 
meat, though pointed at the tip, as far wider and longer 
than any of theirs, and at its base was a huge knot, 
easily larger than a tennis ball. How had he possibly 
fit that inside her?

Sam meanwhile reached his head back to lick his cock 
clean.

"Ah, good boy, you don't have to do that, tha's why we 
gots you a bitch!" Bill stepped forward to pull his dog 
back by the collar.

"Bitch!" he called Deb, "Get over here and suck him 
clean." 

Deb did not acknowledge him. She was still on her hands 
and knees, head hanging, panting, leaking, where Sam had 
left her. Doug jumped to action though and grabbing her 
once again by the hair, he led her as if it were a leash 
over on her hands and knees to the side of the dog.

"Suck it!" Bill ordered her. Looking a bit pathetic with 
her face covered in ropes of cum, she held her lips taut 
and shook her head no. Doug gave her head a jolt in 
response, still having her tight by the hair.

"Suck him!" Doug yelled at her, pushing her face down 
below his belly, up against his hanging dog cock. Deb 
maintained her refusal, keeping her lips shut tight, she 
also squeezed her eyes closed, unable to look at the 
beast's threatening cock.

Bubba came to help, fetching the belt he strapped the 
unsuspecting Deb hard across the rear. She cried out but 
still refused. Again and again he brought the leather 
belt across her reddened ass until she finally relented 
and begged for him to stop. Tears streaked down her 
cheeks, meshing with the drying cum.

Hesitantly, with Doug still forcing her face up against 
the Dog's cock, Deb opened her mouth and stuck out her 
tongue, sampling it. Deb reluctantly ran the tip of her 
tongue up and down the length of his cock. She could 
taste the sweetness of her cunt's juices and the sour 
flavor of his cum on it.

"Go on, suck him!" Doug forced her face back down to 
where her mouth was at the tip of his cock. Bubba gave 
her another lash of the belt for good measure. Bill 
chuckled at this. 

Deb slowly opened her mouth wider, allowing the animal's 
pointed tip to enter between her lips. Wasn't so bad, 
nothing she hadn't tasted before. It was more the idea 
of sucking a dog's cock than anything. She dared not 
open her eyes less she lose her nerve, and she knew 
these "animals" wouldn't let her quit.

The speared tip brushed against her tongue. A bead of 
sour cum ran across it. Deb's lips closed about its 
head. His cock was hot. The dog whined again as her wet 
mouth sucked his sensitive cock in. Deb couldn't believe 
it, as much as he had already emptied in her cunt, his 
cock soon began spurting quick jets of thin cum into her 
mouth. It had the tinge of sourness, but was watery and 
easily swallowed. This wasn't nearly as bad as she had 
feared, in fact, far better than her initial experience 
sucking Bill. Deb sucked him deeper into her mouth.

Bubba couldn't stand it. As Deb bobbed back and forth on 
Sam's cock, Bubba moved up behind her and sunk his 
throbbing cock into her now well used cunt. Deb moaned 
loudly about the dog's cock as Bubba quickly picked up 
the pace. Swallow as fast as she could, she could not 
keep up with Sam' production and streams of it drooled 
out across her chin and onto the floor. Bubba finally 
tensed up and added his cum with the dog's, deep in her 
cunt. Doug and Bill would soon follow him, bringing Deb 
to another mind shattering orgasm and leading to her 
unconsciousness...

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in 
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of 
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider 
seeking professional help.
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