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Authors name: Camberly
Story title : Karen's Caught
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Karen's Caught
by Camberly (n110298@dod.com)
The bulk of this story is bestial in nature. The bondage
and non-consensual sex with a minor comes later, so read
on.
***
Eric and Sam had driven up to their favorite climbing area
on Friday night. It rained all night and into the morning.
The weather report was predicting more rain, so they
decided to bag it and headed for home. Eric came in the
back door and dumped his climbing gear in the kitchen.
He opened a beer and went upstairs to shower. Hearing
peculiar noises from his daughter Karen's room, he peeked
inside. He was momentarily startled by what he saw...
Karen knew it was going to be an awful summer. Her
mother sent her to an exclusive girl's school each year.
Summers were spent with her father. Things hadn't been
to bad when her father had an apartment in the city. At
least she had some friends around. Then two years ago her
father had met Jenny. Karen assumed Jenny married her
father for his wealth, and she was probably correct.
Jenny had a son Eric. Karen and Eric hated each other,
and their fights were wicked. Last summer her father had
spent a lot of time at Jenny's place in the country
leaving Karen at the apartment alone. Last winter her
father had given up the apartment and moved out to
Jenny's place. Karen had no choice but to move out to
Jenny and Eric's house for the summer. She hated Jenny.
She hated Eric. Her father ignored her. She had no
friends. Life sucked the big one.
Jenny was a dog breeder. She raised an exclusive breed of
Great Danes that fetched big bucks at sale. She had some
thirty dogs in a huge kennel on her property. At first
Karen showed no interest in the dogs. But after a few
knock-down-drag-out fights with Eric and Jenny, Karen
decided to use the dogs for some measure of entertain-
ment.
She would take one or two of the huge dogs on long walks
each day. One dog she started to like a lot was named
Duke. She and Duke became fast friends, spending more
and more time together. Duke was loyal and unquestioning.
He never got mad or made Karen do things she didn't want.
One day a bitch in the kennel next to Duke went into heat
and made Duke very horny. On their daily romp, Duke came
up to Karen when she was sitting down and began humping
Karen's leg. It scared Karen and she scolded Duke and
took him back to the kennel.
That night, Karen had an erotic dream. It started with a
boy she had met just before school let out, but the boy
morphed into Duke. The dream-Duke licked Karen all
over her body. He licked her neck, her breasts, and her
belly. He licked her feet, tickling them. He started licking
his way up her legs, and when he reached her dream
pussy, she awoke. Karen's sheets were soaked in sweat,
her pussy was swollen and wet. Her nipples were stiff and
hard. Her hand was between her legs, stroking. She
remembered the entire dream, and felt disgusted. She
didn't stop rubbing, but couldn't bring herself to an
orgasm. She smelled the juices on her hand and thought of
her boyfriend, then she thought of Duke. Thinking of
Duke scared her, she thought it was perverted. But the
image of Duke kept coming back. At last she slept.
She avoided the kennel for a few days. The dream kept
recurring, several times a night. Soon the dream became a
waking fantasy. She found herself drawn to the kennels
again. She took Duke on a few uneventful walks, and
calmed her fears about herself. Then one day on their
walk, Duke sat down to rest and began to lick himself.
Just the tip of his penis protruded from its sheath, enough
for Karen to see. She stared at it, fixed. She couldn't take
her eyes off of his doghood. She knew at that moment, she
wanted Duke inside her. But she had to feel safe about it.
This weekend would be perfect. Her father and Jenny
would be off to a dog show for four days. Eric was going
climbing with that geek, Sam. She had volunteered to stay
home and tend the kennel. She could be alone and private
with her Duke.
Friday night her dream/fantasy was intense. It went on and
on, she barely got any sleep. Her hands rubbed her pussy
constantly. Sometimes she curled forward, tongue out,
trying to lick her own genitals like the girl dogs in the
kennel. But she had to lick her wet fingers to satisfy that
urge. That morning she tended to all the animals, feeding
and watering them, cleaning out all of the cages. Her guts
were trembling in anticipation and fear. Then she decided
to do it. She went to Dukes cage and called him out. Duke
obediently followed. She took him to the grooming area
and bathed him thoroughly, paying close attention to his
scrotum and sheath. She then led him into the house and
up to her room.
She took off all her clothes and sat on the edge of her bed.
Karen put her hair up in a ponytail off the top of her head.
She glanced in the mirror to examine her fifteen-year-old
body. She held her breasts and examined the length of her
now exposed neck. One hand slid down to her swelling
pussy and began to rub. "I have a great body!" she said
out loud, "Duke, you are going to love this." As she spoke
to Duke, he came over to her. He instinctively put his nose
between her legs, she instinctively spread `em. He wasted
no time licking her legs or belly. No, he went straight for
the pink. His long, wet licks sent shudders through
Karen's virgin body. She laid back, holding her breasts,
feeling her nipples grow. The dog saliva dripping from his
mouth mixed with the pussy juices she drooled, forming a
wet spot on the bed. She began to blush. A healthy pink
bloom surrounded her sex, spreading up her belly and
down her legs. Her young breasts swelled and blushed.
Her neck turned pink, from her collar to her ears. Her skin
began to feel hot and she started to sweat. Duke began to
crawl onto the bed, but Karen wanted to do it "doggy
style", like she had seen on the nature shows on TV. She
got off the bed and knelt on the carpet, raising her ass
into the air. Duke got behind her and tried to mount her.
But Karen was still a small woman, though, and Duke was
a big dog. Her raised ass was too low to make connection.
Karen decided to get a footstool. She walked down the
hall to the sitting room. Duke followed her closely, and
stuck his nose between her legs and licked.
Karen froze in her tracks. Her body did not respond to her
conscious will. Her body reacted as though some new
wiring had taken over. She started to arch her back and
push her ass out backwards to him. Her legs spread wider,
then she dropped to her knees. This sexual access
behaviour was quite compelling, she could not control it.
She put her hands on the floor, arched her back more,
offering her pert little ass and her pink, virgin pussy to
Duke. He stopped licking and tried to mount. She regained
control, staggered up, and continued to walk, knees stiff
with excitement. Duke pressed his cold, wet nose against
her anus, simultaneously licking her sex with his long
tongue. Again she stopped and spread her legs. She
dropped to her hands and knees. She lifted her butt into
the air, completely offering herself and accepting the
dominance of his maleness. When he stopped licking and
tried to mount, she stood up to walk. A third time he
licked her, taking control. She found herself on all fours,
back arched, ass in the air. Duke was over her trying to get
low enough to make entry. Again she stood up. This time,
when Duke tried to lick her, it tickled. She squealed in
delight and jumped away. Duke gave chase and the two of
them made a game of it. She ran about the house trying to
out run him, laughing and shrieking. He followed closely,
licking what ever he could get his tongue on, aiming for
her ass. Finally she made it to the sitting room, got a stool
and returned to her own room.
****
She put the stool in the middle of the room and laid across
it, belly down. Her knees didn't reach the floor so she
pushed upward with her toes, shivering with dual
emotions of fear and desire. Duke knew exactly what to
do and mounted her immediately. His plunge hit the mark,
popping her cherry in one stroke. She cried out at the pain,
then held her breath. Duke began his rhythmic pumping.
Just as Karen' pussy began to adjust to the new feeling,
she seemed to feel him grow again. Duke completely
filled Karen's virgin pussy and kept fucking hard. She
latched onto him and closed her eyes. His thrusts went on
and on, and she felt the first orgasm welling up. Duke
began to come, and Karen felt his hot dog seed squirting
deep into her. This pushed her over the edge. She grunted
and groaned as they both orgasmed together. Wave after
wave of ecstasy rocked her. Finally she calmed down and
relaxed for a minute, Duke's big dog dick still in her.
After a minute or so, she opened her eyes. There on the
floor were three Polaroid pictures of her and Duke being
dirty animals. She startled, looking around. There was
Eric, smiling and holding a video camcorder. Karen
freaked and tried to get up. Duke was much bigger than
she was, outweighing her by twenty kilos or more, and his
weight pinned her down. She tried to squirm out from
under Duke, but realized she couldn't get Duke's dick out
of her. Her panic only served to clamp her tiny pussy even
tighter. She put her feet down and pushed, but this only
managed to tip the stool over. For the briefest moment,
she hung in the air. The pain was intense! It felt like her
plumbing was being ripped from her body. Duke howled
in pain also, as the tight bitch under him tugged on his
penis. She immediately put her feet to the floor and
supported her weight.
She began to sob in fear. "My god Eric, what's wrong? I
can't get Duke out of my... my..." She couldn't say it in
her shame.
Eric roared in laughter. "You mean you don't know what
is happening?"
"No! Fuckin' help me, please!"
"You mean you don't know about dog anatomy?"
"What is there to know? And hurry! This hurts and I am
getting tired."
"I guess you have some learning to do. All male dogs
have a knot at the base of their dick. Its purpose is seal
their come into the bitch they have just fucked. That is so
it won't ooze out."
"Well, how long does it last. I mean it, this hurts!"
"That depends. For most dogs the knot lasts only a few
minutes. But not Mom's dogs."
"I said hurry, you asshole!"
"I can't hurry anything. These dogs are special. They
have been bred for satisfying women. They can keep an
erection up for more than a half an hour. You fucked
Duke for fifteen minutes, so you'll probably get to
enjoy him for fifteen or twenty more minutes."
"I'm getting tired and I am NOT enjoying this. What
can I do?"
"Nothing. I'm afraid you're stuck!"
Eric set the camera on a chair, record on. He found
Karen's predicament was quite humorous. He led Duke
around the room, and Karen had no choice but to prance
along on all fours, her ass way up in the air, Duke's meat
firmly planted in her. She launched a volley of hateful
curses at him. Finally Eric led Duke (and Karen) to the
middle of the room. He placed the stool under Karen's
midsection so she could relax.
Eric said, "Now it is time to teach you some manners,
bitch! First, you are stuck. You are Duke's personal
property for now. You are going nowhere until he says
you may. You may as well be Siamese Twins, joined at
the genitals. Watching you has made me extremely horny.
I think you are going to have to suck my cock. Before you
refuse or say no, remember, I have photos and videotape
of you fucking a dog and loving every bit of it. If you
don't do as I say, I will mail copies to your loving mother
and to your friends at that stuck up school you go to.
Think about that for a minute."
Karen tugged again at Duke's big dick, but it wouldn't
budge. It was as if the two of them were one animal, not
two. Eric took off his clothes, turned off the camera, and
sat on the floor in front of the Karen/Duke fuck beast.
Karen objected, but Eric grabbed her hair and forced her
down onto his waiting, throbbing prick. Karen sobbed,
thinking how twenty minutes ago, she had never had even
one penis in her. Now, she had two dicks in her, the one
was a big dog buried to the hilt in her virgin pussy, the
other was that asshole Eric, rudely forcing his dick into
her mouth. She could taste Eric's pre-come, salty and
slick. Quickly Eric came, splattering his jism at the back
of her throat. Karen gagged, then reached down and
squeezed Eric's balls, hard.
"Oh fuck!" Eric slapped Karen hard on the face. The blow
stunned her and she lost her grip on Eric. He scrambled
back out of reach. "Fucking bitch!" he yelled. "You dog
fuck! That hurt!"
"I don't care. I hate you, you goddam asshole!" Come was
dripping down Karen's chin. She wiped it with the back of
her hand, spitting, trying to get the taste out of her mouth.
"Fine. I'll teach you, Dog Fuck." Eric massaged his
hurting balls for a moment. Then he went down stairs to
get his climbing gear, brought it up and dumped it out on
Karen's bed. He took some tube webbing and tied her
wrists together. She tried to resist, but she and Duke were
still linked into one eight-legged fuck animal. Eric tied
rope to the wrist webbing and stretched it over to a leg of
a heavy dresser, securing it. He captured one kicking leg
with another piece of webbing and secured it to a bedpost.
He lassoed the other leg and tied it to another dresser,
pulling the rope tight. As he stretched her legs wide,
Karen's pelvis rotated up and her vagina protruded out.
Duke sensed the improved access and started to hump
again. Karen gasped as Duke plunged even deeper into her
pussy. He humped for five minutes, driving Karen up to
another raging orgasm.
Meanwhile, Eric taunted her. "Your name is now Dog
Fuck. I will call you that whenever we are alone. In the
presence of others I will call you DF. It will remind you of
the breeding bitch you are. You chose Duke. A good
choice, he is one of Mother's most favored dogs. He is
gentle, friendly, and loyal, popular with the clients. Our
dogs inflate their anchor knot as soon as they gain full
entry to their bitch. That way the sexual penetration can't
and won't stop for some time, which is why women love
this breed. No slam-bam-thank-ya-ma'am here. A woman
gets what she bargained for. But Duke's penis is only
average sized, for our kennel. It is twenty some
centimeters long, about the size of a human cock, and his
anchor knot is about the size of an apple. I am going to
introduce you to Emperor. His tool is almost thirty
centimeters long, much bigger than nearly all men. He has
an anchor knot damn near as big as a grapefruit. Not too
many women can enjoy him, especially since his erections
can last more than an hour and he is so damned big. You
probably won't enjoy him, but I know he is going to enjoy
your tight little fuck hole. I will go get Emperor for you,
Dog Fuck. We will see just how deep your young pussy
is."
***
Eric left the merged fuck animal alone to finish. He went
to the kennel to get Emperor. When he returned, Duke had
dismounted, and lie on his side grooming his crotch with
his tongue. Duke and Emperor had not seen each other for
months and the two of them bounded off, playing and
exploring the house. Eric looked down at Karen's writhing
body, swollen pussy, milky white ass. His erection
returned. "What the fuck," he thought, "What can she do?
I have the tape." He dropped his trousers again, knelt
down behind her and stroked up and down Karen's pussy
lips with the head of his cock. She struggled and called
him names, but that only egged him on. He plunged into
her young teenage pussy. It was hot, wet, and slippery
with dog come, but not as tight as he expected. Duke must
have stretched her out some. Erik pumped for a few
minutes then withdrew from her vagina and placed his
cock up against her anus.
"No, stop! Don't! Don't! No, please! Don't..."
Eric pushed, and as soon as the head of his dick passed her
sphincter, he slipped all the way in. He arched his back
and tensed his whole body. He had never fucked an
asshole before, and he liked it. And since he was so un-
fond of Karen, and the act pleased her so little, Eric was
thrilled at what he was doing. In and out, he pumped her
bum for ten minutes, then the dog come lubricant began to
dry out. He pulled out, entered her vagina for a few
strokes, and continued working her anus over. She
whimpered, cried, pleaded, but to no avail. Twice more he
had to dip his dick into her pussy for more lubrication. He
fantasized on what it would be like to see a dog fuck
Karen in the ass. Then he perversely fantasized what it
would be like to have a dog fuck him in the ass. This
image brought him to his second orgasm. He pushed hard,
driving as deep as he could.
At this same time, Emperor had entered the room gaining,
an erection. He got up on Eric's back and pushed his penis
up against Eric's brown hole. Eric, who was still in post-
orgasm delirium, allowed it to happen. But Eric failed to
process two important pieces of information at this time:
assholes don't self lubricate, and it was Emperor who was
behind him. Two quick, strong thrusts and it was too late.
Emperor had buried his massive schlong in Eric's ass and
inflated his knot. As Eric had described to Karen, the knot
grew to damn near the size of a grapefruit. Emperor's
generous thirty centimeters FILLED his rectum. The
enormous pressure on his prostrate gland meant Eric's
own erection refused to subside.
Emperor's thrusts were not to be denied. He was only five
or ten kilos heavier than Eric, but far stronger. His knot
was irretrievably locked into Eric's ass. To resist meant
pain. Eric had no choice but to match the thrusts of his
captor. Now he was the one who was being raped. They
were a three-in-one, twelve-legged fuck animal. What this
meant for Karen was that the ass raping that had gone on
for the last half an hour continued, and not with just
renewed vigor, but with much stronger thrusts. Soon the
dog come that had been lubricating the two humans began
to dry out. The skin of Eric's dick and Karen's ass hole
started to get painfully raw as the dried dog come became
not a lubricant, but a sticky adhesive. Eric frantically
reached down between thrusts and transferred some of the
salty come leaking from Karen's cunt up onto their
mutually painful parts. He couldn't reach his own anus,
though. He just had to put up with that pain.
The description of Emperor's prowess was not overstated.
He kept thrusting for well over an hour. Poor Karen, it
meant her ass fucking went on for damn near two hours.
Finally Emperor orgasmed, filling Eric with warm semen.
Emperor stopped humping and Eric was able to withdraw
from Karen's anus. Her sphincter was stretched, raw, and
bleeding. She was sobbing. The knot up Eric's ass lasted
for another half an hour, but finally shrank. Emperor
pulled his limp meat out and Eric was finally able to stand
up.
As he hobbled to the toilet, dog come drooled down his
leg. He sat on the john, feeling like he needed to shit, but
only dog seed dripped out. "Bloop...bloop...bloop..." it
went. Eric was hurting. His asshole hurt. His rectum hurt.
The skin at the base of his cock hurt. His whole penis
throbbed with pain from being erect for two and a half
hours. Mostly his ego hurt. In his mind, he blamed Karen.
He decided to teach her a lesson.
As soon as the come stopped draining from his ass, he
went back to Karen's room. "There are sixteen more male
dogs in the kennel, Dog Fuck." he said, "You are going to
pleasure every single one of them." He placed the video
camera on a short tripod behind Karen. The only thing the
camera lens could see was the mounds of her ass, her
asshole, her pussy, and some of each leg. From the
camera's view, you could not tell that Karen was in
bondage. He took Karen's small bedroom television,
placed it on its back right in front of Karen's nose. The
screen filled her entire field of view. Karen was to have a
ringside seat at her own canine gang rape.
Eric went to the kennels and returned with Ranger. He
placed a single mark on her ass with a magic marker.
Then he turned the dog loose. Ranger mounted her
without hesitation. Karen's requests for freedom were
replaced with gasps and faltering moans. Ranger inflated
his anchor knot and humped away for over half an hour.
Karen responded with two full-blown orgasms. After
Ranger came another mark and another eager hound,
Willaby. During the fifth beast fuck, Karen's pleadings
became profane. Eric went to her laundry and returned
with some soiled panties. He mopped up some of the
growing puddle of dog cum on the floor and forced the
wad, dripping with come, into her mouth, taping it into
place.
"How does that taste, Dog Fuck? Does it taste better than
mine?" He scooped up some more come in his hand and
covered her nose with it. When she breathed in, she
sucked dog come in, coating her sinuses. She sneezed,
splattering the TV screen. Eric wiped it up, then wiped
more come on her neck, ears and face. With each dog he
slopped come on her neck and ears, encouraging the
animals to lick and groom her. Some of the dogs seemed
more interested in grooming Karen than fucking her. They
would lick her entire body, reclaiming all of her salty
sweat. Then they would dutifully mount the helpless
young girl for a howling joy ride.
By 5:00 am Karen had been screwed by eighteen dogs, the
last was Emperor. Her vagina was sufficiently stretched
out to accommodate his entire, royal sized penis, though
the tip of him was pressed uncomfortably against her
cervix, for an hour. The action had gone on for seventeen
hours. Karen experienced well over twenty orgasms.
Three times Eric had guided a dog pole into Karen's anus,
so her asshole was stretched and painful. Two times Eric
had turned off the videotape and stepped in for a turn,
being careful to watch his backside.
By the end, she loved being called DF. She knew now
what she was going to do for a living.
Karen knew this was going to be an awfully great
summer.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway 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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