Tanya had been going for half an hour and she had heard no more shots, but she chafed at the time it was taking to find what she sought. DesirЋe was in trouble and she had to get to her, following some intuition that Clete and Rodney, of course, lacked. Her feet were sore in her new shoes, but she dared not sit down to rest. Time was against her. Somehow she knew that she would find her dear friend in some life-threatening situation, though she was pretty sure that her dogs would not be the source of that danger.
Her feet screamed as she put one foot in front of the other in the direction her instincts and sharp, female ears told her to go.
DesirЋe's thighs flexed rhythmically, driving her vagina back over the huge sausage-like penis of the dog, Lobo, mounted on her tender buttocks. She was humming mindlessly, panting with the exertion as she chased her orgasm. It was going to happen, like a volcano. During the last fifteen or twenty minutes, she had been shaken many times by small spasms of ecstasy as the hard male cock speared her from behind. But she was going to come hugely now, like never before, in this wonderful, lewd position. She was going to come, and scream out in passion and joy, and then be attacked by her conscience as always happened.
This had happened before. She remembered clearly now, all the times she had committed adultery with insistent and dissolute males, and with this canine now using her pussy, three times now. Oh, what a slut she was! Beyond redemption, a slave to males' cocks and these irresistible feelings in her hot, tight vagina. But for now, she must have release, for it burned like a fire through her loins and only an orgasm would extinguish it.
Lobo began fucking her faster. This lovely female that he loved so much was sucking the seed out of him with the hole between her legs, from the depths of his loins to the tip of his plunging cock, now he howled as it exploded up through that well-used conduit into her feminine sheath in long, hard spurts of thick, heated sperm. The sounds her pussy was making increased in volume as it poured into her, flooding her belly like never before, more than any man could release in six sex acts, enough to sire a thousand puppies.
DesirЋe screamed, her breath coming in savage, throaty grunts and her belly dissolved into hundreds of tiny spasms and wrenched her belly and cramped the muscles while her gushing vagina clamped down on Lobo's throbbing, squirting penis. The dog's chest heaved with his efforts while he howled with pleasure, his penile knot locking just inside DesirЋe while his balls drained into her.
The darling blonde girl's arms collapsed, her cheeks resting on the ground, her bottom lifted up behind her while the massive dog found himself immobilized. She cooed softly, like a baby, in deep satisfaction, trying to relax her pussy muscles enough to allow Lobo to pull free of her cuntal grip as he pulled nervously, tugging at her delicate inner membranes, drawing them out of her body. Finally, with a wet, smacking sound, the apple-sized lump came free. DesirЋe sighed, feeling Lobo's expended semen ooze out of her.
Priscilla watched the dog slime running in streams down her inner thighs from her gaping, red slit. She screeched her approval. This was getting good – but not good enough.
"Just fine, so far, Dez," Priscilla sneered. "You're living up to expectations. But now, I want you to freshen up your performance with a new routine. I want you to stay in that nice doggy position you're in and poop right there."
DesirЋe's face showed puzzlement. "Poop?"
"Yeah, kid, I want you to shit right there and roll in it."
The blonde's half-closed eyes widened in horror. Not only had she just been raped by Lobo again, but Priscilla had a gun trained on her and was demanding that she perform an intimate, private bodily function.
"But why?"
"Payback, baby. I want you to know how it feels."
"But, I know how it feels…"
"Not that, kid. How it feels to be degraded. Now lets see that little pink asshole produce."
DesirЋe's face was stricken with horror. "But-but I can't," she said positively. "Really, I can't."
"Let's see if this helps your sweet little bowels move," Priscilla said, thumbing back the hammer again.
DesirЋe was trying to do what Priscilla demanded, but now Dusty, the dog with the healing wound on his side, was mounting the darling girl, his penis starkly distended. From the tree, the older girl watched his big balls wobbling as he slotted his belly into the groove of DesirЋe's backside, saw the cockhead prodding at the vulnerable, sperm-flecked cuntal slit, which opened up before the thrusting shaft, the petals spreading accommodatingly as the long, thick cudgel of dogflesh sank deeply inside.
"Oh, nooo, not again," the blonde moaned as she felt the dog immediately beginning his animalistic rutting movements, driving his eager cock back and forth in her hair-fringed vagina.
At the same time as Clete and Rodney heard Lobo's howl of satisfied triumph and changed their direction of travel, Tanya heard the sound and began moving faster, changing her direction slightly as well. Now she was certain that DesirЋe and the dogs were together in the same predicament, that Priscilla Devereaux was there too. DesirЋe and the dogs! She hated to think how disgusting that would be for the lovely, innocent, blonde girl. It would do lasting emotional damage to Tanya's straight-laced puritanical friend. She had to get there fast to avert the worst, if she could.
Tanya moved on as fast as she could for another fifteen minutes, over the obstacles of rocks, bushes, and fallen tree trunks. She ran near to panic out of concern for DesirЋe until she could no longer postpone a rest.
The tired brunette stopped and panted, trying to catch her breath, with her hands braced on her knees. Hell of a friend she was when she couldn't even help her best friend!
Because of the tenderness of his healing wound, Dusty fucked the kneeling girl at a slower rhythm than his sire had, at the same speed as a loving man would. DesirЋe's hips moved at the same speed, pushing her vagina back and forth over the dog's cock, sheathing it with wet sucking sounds, giving great pleasure to her new canine lover as another orgasm began to bloom in her belly.
She moved faster, wanting the explosion of supreme joy to subdue her feelings of self-loathing and humiliation. She could hear Priscilla's obscene comments from the safety of the branches above and she tried to close her ears to them as she whipped her butt back and forth, each motion gradually raising her to her next shattering orgasm.
"Oh, look at that pink little ass go," Priscilla chanted. "Go, go, go! Looks like he's turning your rosy little cunt inside out. You're so wet we should have brought a drop cloth. Go, pussy, go! Wait 'til Mark sees these pictures. Click, click!"
Priscilla had no camera, for she had planned to kill the other girl, and one did not photograph such things, but she knew that thinking she was being photographed would increase the young bride's inner pain. DesirЋe gave a guttural groan and shut out her abductor's words. She felt herself melting inside, as if her guts were turning to lava and pouring out the sweet, quivering hole between her legs. She panted, doglike, with her efforts to attain ever greater pleasure, her big breasts bouncing off the backs of her arms, and the fronts of Dusty's hind legs were soaked with her juices.
He sped his thrusts as much as his injury would permit, and then yelped as his canine fluid exploded up from inside him, pouring into her vagina in long, ropy spurts, adding his own seed to what his sire Lobo had already left in her belly. DesirЋe screamed out another orgasm, her whole body shaking while Dusty struggled to dismount, his cock imprisoned in her cuntal grasp. He managed to get his right leg over her heart-shaped bottom and was facing away from her when another of his brothers, Sandy, jumped up on her.