The dick was sinking into her with audible squishy sounds. She felt as if some giant rod were being stuck into her, stuffing her while splitting her apart. She felt the breath go out of her as sweat slicked down every inch of her body.
"Uhhhh!" Lydia cried as half the jackass' dick was finally buried in her. She held her breath, then let it out with a gasp as she fought to keep from screaming. Her ass hurt. Her titties throbbed as if she were being fucked by a man. The mule's cock slid further up her snatch.
"Stop it! Oh God! Please stop it!" Lydia cried. How much more dickmeat was there to go? Every inch driven into her made her brain burn with more and more terror. What would happen to her? Were they going to make him cum inside her? Wouldn't an animal's cockjuice infect her somehow? Wouldn't all that hot, milky cum spattering inside her violated twat do something to her as a woman? She tried to blot out the horrors that might await her in the future as the mule buried the final inches of his leathery dork in her snatch.
"Look at her. She can't get enough," Rick taunted.
Lydia indeed looked as if she were turning on to the beast. Her eyes were glazed over, rolling around in her head. Sweat streamed freely from her forehead and under her arms. She slid her tightly clenching pussy up and down the animal's stiff, throbbing rod.
"Uhhhhh!" Lydia cried again as her belly tightened with revulsion.
The mule started backing up, then moving forward. In and out, in and out, faster and faster the mule's jerking dork reamed out Lydia's tight-clenching snatch, stretching it to an unbelievable width as her shrieks turned to sobs of horror.
"Yeah, babe, yeah," Rick moaned, jerking his stiff cock to orgasm. He was turning on to her sick humiliation, to the bestiality he was forcing on her.
She tried to turn her head away from the man but found a sick fascination in his red, sweaty, excited face. They were all taking part in an unholy act of perversion, and there was a kind of ugly brotherhood in it.
"Ohhhh!" Lydia groaned, her head hanging down now until her chin was touching her upper chest. She could feel the mule swaying drunkenly against her back and legs. She could feel his jerking prong, vibrating, swelling and throbbing inside her. It felt as if he were about to shoot his load in her. Then it came. A fat, sticky cannonball of mule-cum spurting out of his buried dickhead and spattering against her stretched, slick cuntal walls. Then another came and another until Lydia could feel her snatch being stuffed up with the animal cock-liquid.
"Ahhh!" she cried in horror as the mule brayed in triumph. His sleek body shook with passion. His sides heaved in and out faster and faster as the veins surrounding his dickroot expanded fully with lust. The cumming lasted several seconds. The animal's balls dumped their load into Lydia's pussy.
When he had finished, Rick and Doug quickly moved under the animal, dragging Lydia roughly away. Tim moved to the far end of the stall and leaned heavily against the side wall.
Rick's cock was still standing out stiff from the opening in his fly. With donkey jizz still leaking from between her flabby cunt-lips Rick threw the woman down on her knees, twisted her flush face up and shoved his dork into her mouth again. Without fully realizing it Lydia was swallowing the cum again.
Retching and spitting out Rick's cum, Lydia then found herself in Doug's tight grip. His hands roughly held her head while he unzipped his trousers. He yanked out his thin but very long prick and shoved in between her compressed lips. He only had to jab his cock in and out of her mouth twice before his jizz spurted down into her belly.
Both men zipped up, looking at one another and then at Lydia.
"Okay babes, you can get out of here," Rick said, bending down and picking her up. Lydia said nothing, still spitting out the pungent-tasting jizz from her mouth. Cum still trickled down from her sore snatch-lips, down her inner thighs to her ankles.
"What makes you think we won't go to the authorities?" Lydia blurted out. She realized planting ideas like that wasn't the wisest thing to do. Yet after her disgusting humiliation she felt she had to get some kind of revenge over these men.
"You won't. Just what would you tell them? You think you could sit through a rape trial? Especially this kind of rape trial? Baby, we'd give every detail of what happened. You might get us convicted, but what'd they think about you and your friend getting it on with dogs and mules? You wouldn't be able to go nowhere with that hanging over your heads," Rick reasoned as they marched the blonde back to the barn.
Lydia thought over what he had said as she walked into the warm building and hurried over to her semi-conscious friend. Yes, the same thought had occurred to her earlier. But if no one said anything these men would continue trapping young women, doing whatever they wanted to them without worry of being exposed. Someone would have to testify. But who? Would she have the courage to sacrifice her life for justice?
Fortunately that question was almost answered for her in the next few seconds. While she was pulling Tina up from the straw and the three men stood by the half opened door there was the sound of running footsteps outside. Doug, Jack and Rick wheeled around just in time to see Tom and four other men from the compound run in. There was a brief scuffle ending in the subduing of all three tormentors.
"Tom, oh God, I…" Lydia said, rising slowly to her feet and staring at the big man. Tina covered her face in shame, falling into a crumpled, defeated heap while her friend stared blankly at the men.
"Don't say anything," Tom cautioned her.
"How did you know? Why did you take so long?" Lydia said almost angrily. If they known about what was going on, which they obviously did now, why did they wait until now to break in? Every degrading thing possible had been done to her and her friend. She and Tina might as well go home without saying anything more. There was little they could do now.
"Sorry. I didn't know what was happening until the police department stopped by the main entrance a little while ago. Seems I fell asleep after we…" Tom hesitated a bit, lowering his head and blushing.
Lydia giggled nervously. After what she and Tina had been through in the past few hours, that kind of bashfulness seemed out of place.
"After that, I fell asleep. Then when I got up, and started for the main entrance for my car I saw the cops coming in. Seems that one didn't radio in proper and the police were curious. They needed some help getting around the grounds and I offered to guide. We got up to the farm and saw you coming out of the stall with those guys. We figured something was up. Say, what were they doing with you in there?" Tom asked, tilting his head to one side and wrinkling up his forehead.
Lydia felt her head spin and her face flush as Rick, Doug and Jack laughed furiously. In the next few minutes the blonde and her friend were treated to the ultimate humiliation as the three men in tandem related what had happened and how the women had reacted.
Lydia watched the looks of horror creep over the men's faces as they turned their eyes from the men to the women, then back to the men again.
"Whew!" Tom said, shaking his head back and forth after they'd finished. "I don't know."
"We're willing to testify," Lydia suddenly blurted out.
"What?" everyone cried.
"It's no use, Tina. I'm not going to let these animals go on with this. I'll go to court."
"It'll be hell for you," Tom warned as the police led Rick, Doug and Jack out of the barn.
"I just can't let them go on like this," Lydia said, feeling shame at her nakedness now.
"Here," Tom said, looking around and finding several woolen blankets stacked up in a corner of the barn. He opened them and covered both Lydia and her friend.
"You think there'll be any kind of normal life for me after it's all over?" Lydia asked as Tom led her and Tina from the barn.