The unexpected wet searing contact with the sensitive rubbery opening brought a long low moan of humiliated anguish from Jill's tortured lips. She clenched her eyes tightly shut and her lips bared back over her teeth from the electric sensation that went racing out of control through her sensually awakening body.
"Oooooooh, God, don't, please don't," she whimpered, trying desperately to screw her buttocks back down from the hotly flicking tongue licking without mercy at her puckering anal ring. Reagan's only answer was a lewd chuckle and a further stab into the tight fleshy ring.
"Aaaaaggh," Jill groaned again as small goose-bumps of erotic pleasure rippled across her heaving belly and softly quivering breasts. To her growing horror she began to realize that in spite of her terror and revulsion at the obscene things Reagan was doing to her, tiny wisps of forbidden delight were starting to ripple deep down in her belly. Oh God, she thought in despair, that would be the ultimate humiliation, to have her body respond to this monster's obscene caresses. She would never let that happen, she vowed; and gritting her teeth with determination, she rigidly surpressed every bit of sensation inside her plundered body.
Reagan looked up in surprise as he felt her go cold and dead on him. What the hell had happened? He knew damn well she had been on the verge of surrendering completely to his unwanted stimulation. One look at her set determined face was enough to give him his answer. He would get no response from her now even if he cut her up into pieces!
A blinding flash of rage went through the thwarted ravager's cruel mind. It would just not be the same if she lay there stoically enduring all he did to her. The victory would be hers, not his. He almost reached out to hit the cold young housewife, but then an idea came to him.
"Hector," he called sharply as he turned back towards his giant companion.
The big dog alertly responded. Earlier, he had obediently gone to one comer of the room to lie down, knowing his master seldom liked to be disturbed at times like this. All the same, it had upset the handsome animal as he watched Reagan strip the clothes from the beautiful woman who had smelled so nice out on the lawn. Having mounted many women by now, Hector no longer had any desire for females of his own species. There was something infinitely more exciting about the smooth white human bodies that tiled him with an overpowering animal lust whenever he saw them naked before him. Nevertheless, Hector had forced himself to he quietly while his master dropped down on his knees, his head plunging towards that warmly scented hole up between his new friend's full white thighs. The dog was a little confused by the conflicting odors of fear and sex in the room, but he had experienced that before when his master got his cruel hands on a woman.
Hector leaped to his feet when Reagan called, not sure what the big man wanted, his ears pointing forward expectantly his muscles bunched tightly waiting for a command.
"Get over here," Reagan growled, "and lick this bitchy cunt light out of her mind." Reagan's meaty fingers spread open Jill's wetly throbbing pussy-lips for the dog to see and moved out of the way so the big animal could crowd in between the determined girl's now rigid thighs.
Jill lay stiffly still, staring fixedly at the ceiling, aware that Reagan had stopped mouthing her genitals but determined to pay no attention to anything he might do. Suddenly a wetly burning sensation of unbelievable proportions burst at the lips of the girl's vagina and sent a bolt of wild pleasure careening insanely over her shuddering nerve-paths. Her back arched automatically and a low gurgling moan came from her lips. Then it happened again, even more overpowering this time, causing her muscles to spasm uncontrollably.
Jill looked up in awe, searching for the source of this incredible stimulation that was tearing her body from her and saw to her horror Hector's long wet tongue shoot out for a third time and bury its burning wetness far up inside the sensitive folds of her wildly fluttering pussy. The dog licked on and on, his huge tongue parting the soft pink vaginal flesh as if it were made of butter, digging deep, deep into the fearfully cowering young wife's most intimate recesses.
Jill sobbed helplessly before this unnatural attack, and suddenly, in spite of all her determination she felt her sensually awakening body begin to desert her. Her buttocks jerked involuntarily towards that beautifully licking tongue which was sending helpless waves of delicious sensation coursing over her raw nerves.
"Oh no… No… I can't, I can't!" she cried as the cruel realization of her loss of control suddenly hit her with its fun impact, bunging further cries of shame and humiliation at the thought, not only of this perverted act being forced on her, but the even more frightening and shameful realization that her traitorous young body was suddenly enjoying it. She clenched her teeth tightly together and fought with all her will against the flashing sparks of sensation between her legs that threatened to burst into sudden uncontrollable flame and devour her in her helplessness. But it was a losing battle and she knew it as the big dog continued to lick ceaselessly at her naked cuntal flesh.
And then… after a long moment of desperate struggle within her tortured and confused mind – the dam burst!
The blonde young beauty's shamelessly aroused body jerked once and then began a slow abandoned movement up against that thrusting tongue. Her hands reached up automatically to seize the great German shepherd by the ears and pull his long slippery tongue deeper into her quivering widespread cunt. Forgotten were the thoughts of her husband, forgotten was the humiliation. All that mattered now were the delicious shafts of pleasure racing through her flesh like tiny lances of an unbelievably beautiful fire.
Reagan stood by the bed lewdly stroking his thick pulsating penis as he grinned down at the moaning young bride's helpless surrender to the dog's obscene licking of her tight little pussy. He watched in delight as Hector's relentless tongue sliced through the soft blonde pubic hair, moist now from the obscene mixture of vaginal secretions and canine saliva. Jill's hips ground up into the animal face above her in a mindless hypnotic rhythm of lust. She was lost now, Reagan gloated while he excitedly watched the wantonness twist her lovely face.
Yes, by God, it wouldn't be long, he sensed with excitement, until he rammed it deep into that tight little cunt of hers and shot his eager sperm all the way up into her belly. He could not help laughing as he watched his own dog lapping this arrogant little cunt into an abject whimpering submission. By God, she wasn't too good for him anymore, she was just a little bitch screaming to be fucked by any cock she could get her hands on. Well, he gloated with obscene delight, she'd get it alright… and get it good!
CHAPTER FIVE
Jill squirmed and bucked under the maddening torture of that flicking animal tongue until she thought her pounding heart would burst through her ribs. A strange growing pressure she had never in her whole life felt before was building somewhere deep up inside her heaving belly, and she knew vaguely that she was probably approaching orgasm. It would be the first time ever for her and the eager young wife felt it coming nearer with trembling anticipation, her hands frantically guiding the dog's big head deeper and deeper between her wildly bucking thighs. Oh, oh, it was almost here, just another second, a few more burning swipes of that fabulous tongue… And then… then… it was gone!
"W-What?" she said in surprise, lifting her head from the pillow, needing to know what had caused that terrible absence between her legs. With a groan of dismay, she saw that Reagan had his hands wrapped tightly in Hector's collar, pulling hard, trying to drag the animal away from her frantically quivering pussy.
"Goddamn it, get out of there," the big man snarled at the reluctant dog. Jill could now see that the animal's huge scarlet penis had begun to protrude in expectation from the hairy sheath below his belly, and a tremor of lewd fear swept over her. Oh God, she needed, she needed… something… anything, to quench this burning fire up inside her love-starved vagina. She twisted helplessly in passionate hunger on the mattress, moaning – fighting the insane urge to dig her fingers deep into her own hungering vaginal flesh.