The young teen walked half in a daze the mile between the hospital and her home, reaching the backyard some forty minutes later.
The house was quiet, the upstairs bedroom lights on. Her mother mustn't be feeling well. Debbie sighed. Well, it was just as well. Perhaps she would have broken down, started sobbing for no apparent reason. Maybe she would have blurted out the-whole sordid story. How great that would be! She could just see her mother marching to the hospital demanding satisfaction, dragging her ruined daughter behind her. All those mocking stares, those laughing eyes as Joyce confronted the cocky doctor who had "raped" her daughter. No, perhaps it was best her mother was upstairs right now. Tomorrow morning would be soon enough to confront her. Dinner was probably sitting wrapped by the microwave, ready to be heated. Joyce always did that when Debbie came home late from the hospital and she didn't want to cook.
Opening the door to the backyard Debbie noticed something moving near the bushes. At first she thought it was an intruder she'd surprised. That was all she needed… this time to be really raped. Then peering through the darkness the girl realized it was Rex standing near the kitchen door staring back at her.
"Oh, it's you, boy! she said happily, dropping to her knees and stretching out her hands.
The dog rushed over to her, lapping her face, nearly knocking her over on her ass.
"Ohhh, Rex, you're the only thing left that's not hurting me," she whispered in the animal's ear. The young teen laughed, throwing back her head as she felt the sandy rough tongue lap over her throat. How good it felt to run her fingers through the long silky fur! Maybe she'd stay out here with Rex, stay out and watch the stars and think about what had happened to her this evening.
"Rex!"
The big German Shepherd had moved forward, shoving the girl back on her ass. In an instant he was between her legs, lapping at her thighs, moving up to her buttocks.
"What… what?" Debbie stammered, not really understanding what was happening to her. Then she realized the dog must have smelled Ray's cum, her cunt juice that still stained the crotch panel of her panties. Wriggling backward Debbie tried turning around, slapping one hand at the approaching animal.
"No, stop it! Stop…"
The girl covered her mouth with one hand. She couldn't be shouting, crawfishing like this with the animal in hot pursuit. How could she explain something like this to her mother or the neighbors?
"Ohhhhh," the young teen groaned.
Debbie jerked so hard from surprise that she wound up on her side in the dew-damp grass. The animal was on her in a flash, his strong legs bumping the insides of her legs. This was awful, worse then the incident with Ray in the hospital. God help her, she was being attacked sexually by her own pet!
Chapter Six
It was wrong, just… awful. The dog was doing about the same thing to her Ray had. A dog was eating her cunt!
Again she clapped her hands to her mouth, fighting back the desire to shout for help. It was terrible, too terrible for the neighbors to see!
"STOP!" she whispered between clenched teeth.
Debbie slapped downward at the big animal. But Rex had learned from having attacked her mother. He ducked quickly, darting back to his hot objective. He was whining, shoving aside the juice-soaked narrow band of nylon protecting her pussy. His tongue quickly divided her still-swollen slit, puffy from the fucking Ray had given her. The young blonde teen gasped from the friction as he dug deep enough to rake her cut.
Debbie tried forcing her knees together, tried pushing the animal away. But the lapping and licking at her snatch were too strong. Her torn uniform was already hiked up to her waist, knotted into a rope, exposing her long white thighs and legs. The animal had slipped his snout under one leg band, twisted his head and sunk his teeth into the wet soppy material. He was pulling it off, actually stripping her in the garden!
"This is awful… I can't.. ughhhh… believe it!" she gasped.
Debbie felt her panties sliding down, down past her knees, down to her ankles. She lay there on the grass, propping up her body on her elbows, staring down at the hunkering dog stripping her.
"Rex, what's gotten into you… ohhh…"
Now she remembered him nosing her and her mother earlier. Lots of animals nosed around like that. It was just a fact of life everybody took for granted and didn't question. If she'd know it would end like this Debbie would have insisted her mother throw the dog out! How could she ever look at herself in the mirror knowing she'd… she'd done something this terrible, this perverted?
No, no, she couldn't shout, couldn't wake up the neighbors. She had to keep her shame, her growing pleasure to herself. What was so awful was that with each passing second Rex's sloppy mouth was bringing back the hot, excitingly tight feeling she'd felt earlier with Ray's mouth, his tongue. It was that racing, rushing heat that was so much like chills in a way. His muzzle was so hot, his tongue so silky and smooth against her cuntlips.
Somehow Debbie pushed the dog back. She was on her hands and knees now, feeling the weight of her tits against her upper chest. In a flash the girl realized she was crawling around like an animal, exposing her naked bare ass to the dog behind her. The panties held her ankles together, twisting her legs up. Debbie gasped, trying to reach down and pull those soaked, bitten shorts up. Oh, why hadn't she gone in the front way? There was no reason to avoid her mother. Joyce was upstairs reading, probably, or watching the tube. There was no time to change her decision now. The dog jumped.
Debbie felt the strong forelegs hit her back. In a second he was on top of her, the warm underside of his body pumping her back and ass. Something terribly hot and slick and sharp was gouging at her cunt. The horror of what had almost happened brought her weakly to her feet.
"No, no, this isn't happening. Oh, God, it's some awful dream," Debbie whispered.
She could hardly breathe! Her chest was tightening, her mouth becoming dry just as it had when Ray was eating her out and fucking her. No, no, she couldn't mix the images of Rex and Ray together. That was what sick people did. She had to calm herself down, reach the house, get away from this crazy dog before he made her do something terrible, perverted, sick.
"Get… away…" Debbie staggered through the small dark garden. The house loomed up ahead. But the girl felt as if she were moving in a dream. Her legs felt so heavy, her movements so sluggish. And behind her breathed that huge animal, graceful, predatory, sex-hungry for her cunt!
"No!"
Rex was at her heels now. He nipped at her. The biting wasn't really hard. He was trying to catch her ankle, bring her back down so he could mount her once more. Debbie was frantic. Rex was a big dog. She and her mother had purchased him for that very reason. And now he was overpowering her. She felt him licking her naked right thigh again, bumping his black snout between her running legs. Ahead she saw the giant ash tree she used to swing on. Running, breathing with wheezing sounds through her nose, the girl reached the tall tree, hooking her arms tightly over. She scraped her feet against the roots bulging atop the ground. Oh, if only she could stay here, cling to the tree until the animal tired of his sick pursuit she'd be all right.
"Get away! Go inside, go anywhere, but get away!" she panted.
But Rex was persistent. The animal swarmed excitedly under her flailing legs. She tried kicking at him and missed. The animal moved quickly around, then slipped his muzzle up the inside of one thigh. Debbie nearly died. She felt it going deep into her cunt like some furry dildo. Her head snapped back, a particularly strong spasm shooting through her cunt. No, no, she couldn't give in like this, give in to her own wild, exciting feelings. This was a dog. A dog!