Bob Hawkins

Daughter gets the goat

CHAPTER ONE

Dawn was reading to herself, resting her back against the trunk of a tree. She'd pulled her skirt up high on her thighs to let the sunlight warm her legs. It took her a moment to realize something was casting a shadow on her. When she looked up, a boy was standing there.

"Hi," she said casually, smiling at the young boy.

He was a kid, dressed in a brand-new cowboy outfit. He was packing a pair of silver-handled pistols, and carrying a long rope. His cowboy hat rested at a cocked angle on his head.

He looked at the girl suspiciously.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice stronger and much more masculine than Dawn would have expected.

"My name's Dawn. I live over there, beyond that other grove of trees. Who are you?"

"Jim," the boy answered with a nod. "We just moved in. Back there." He pointed with his coiled rope toward the house at the bottom of the hill, barely visible through the dense woods.

"Well, Jim, that's quite an outfit you've got there," Dawn said, just to make conversation. She really wasn't up on the latest in talk with little boys.

"You seen my dog?"

"Your dog?"

"Yeah. Tonto. He's my dog. He came in here."

Dawn shrugged as she looked around.

"Sorry," she said. "I haven't seen a dog. What's he look like?"

"He's big. He's black. And he's got a kind of white band around his head."

"Oh, like an Indian headband?"

"Yeah. That's why he's called Tonto," Jim said. He squatted down beside Dawn and peered at the book she was holding.

"You like that mushy stuff?"

"Yes. But it's not mushy, it's romantic."

The boy snorted and made a face. Then, casually, he reached out and took Dawn's left hand. He looped the circle of the rope around her wrist and drew it tight.

"What are you doing, little boy?" Dawn asked, cocking her head and watching him secure that knot so it wouldn't slip, amazed at his boldness.

"Tying you up," he said.

"Oh," Dawn said, nodding her head slightly. "Uh, suppose I don't want to be tied up, sonny?"

"Don't you want to play with me, lady?" Jim asked, looking at Dawn as though she'd slapped him for something he hadn't done. Dawn almost laughed at the look of distress on the young boy's handsome face.

"Well, for a few minutes, OK?" she agreed.

Jim didn't say anything back. He stood up and walked around behind the tree, pulling on the rope so that the girl had to twist her arm down behind her back and around the tree trunk. He came around to Dawn's other side, then squatted down again.

"Well?" he said.

"Well what?"

Jim gave the girl a disgusted look, grabbed her right wrist.

"Wait a minute. This is a library book." She shook her wrist free of the boy's grip and set the book down beside her on the grass. "Only for a few minutes, OK?" she said. The young boy simply held out his palm, and Dawn sighed as she laid her wrist in it.

Jim took it with a grunt. He tugged on the rope, tightening it behind the tree. Then he pulled Dawn's free hand back behind the tree and began wrapping the loose end of the rope around her slender wrist. The trunk of the tree was fairly thick. As the boy tied her wrist, Dawn felt her shoulders drawn back firmly against the trunk. This little boy sure knows how to tie a girl to a tree, she thought, trying to ease the strain that was already growing in her shoulders.

"Not so tight, huh?"

"It has to be tight. You can get loose if it ain't tight."

Dawn tossed her head slightly. A soft mass of her loose blonde hair slipped down over her face. She pursed her lips and blew hard, trying to flip the hair off her cheeks and nose, but it didn't work.

"Would you brush the hair out of my face, Jim?"

"No."

Bastard, Dawn thought. She felt him give a test pull on the knotted cord around her wrists.

"It's tight, it's tight," she complained. "You don't have to hurt me."

Jim muttered something to himself that Dawn couldn't quite hear. Then he crawled around in front of her.

"Now that you've got me all tied up, what do we do next?" Dawn asked, shifting her shoulders against the rough bark of the tree. She could feel a couple of high ridges of bark digging into her back.

"You ain't all tied up, lady," Jim told her.

Dawn grunted. "No? I feel all tied up. What else is there?"

"Lots of things," Jim said. He reached behind him and hauled a big red scarf out of his hip pocket.

"Now, wait a minute, Jimmy." Dawn twisted her wrists in the tight cord, testing how quickly she could get free if she had to. She was surprised at how expertly she'd been bound. She might not be able to free herself at all. She stopped struggling. She looked at the red scarf. "Just what do you think you're going to do with that?"

"Gag you."

"Oh, no, you're not. I think this had gone far enough, little boy. Now, you untie me."

"I'm not a little boy," Jim told the girl sternly, sticking his face out toward her and glaring at her. Dawn was shocked at the age and anger she saw in those dark glittering eyes.

"I know you're not, Jim. I'm sorry. But my hands are beginning to hurt, so could you untie me now?"

"No."

"Please? We can play this game some other time, honey. I'll let you tie me up like this again. I promise."

"No."

"Well, it's going to be getting dark pretty soon, you know. Untie me, and I'll help you find your doggie. What's his name?"

"No."

"Jim, I want you to let me go, now. Right now. You hear me?"

"No. And it's not getting dark, either. It's not nice to lie."

Dawn sighed heavily. How do you reason with a child's mind? She had no idea. What could she do? She fought the cords around her wrists again, but gave up quickly. It was useless. He had really tied her tight. She wasn't going to get away until he decided to free her. But maybe if she went along with the kid, he'd get bored. She would let him get his little jollies tying her up, then he'd get bored and let her go.

"OK," she said. "You win. You're in charge, Jim. What are you going to do to me?"

Jim stared at her without saying a word. Dawn watched his dark eyes rove over her face. He started to reach out to brush the hair from her face, but he stopped.

"No," she said. "Go ahead. Please. Brush it behind my ear." Dawn turned her head to make it easy for the boy to do it, but he didn't move.

Dawn looked at him.

He was staring at her chest. With her shoulders pulled back against the trunk of the tree, Dawn's tits were forced up high and pushed outward, making them look even larger than they were. She had beautiful tits for a girl her age, large and round and firm, riding high on her chest, needing no support. Now, bound as she was, her tits looked gigantic. The young tits strained against the material of her blouse, pulled it taut across her chest.

"Don't be naughty," she said, growing embarrassed as the little boy continued to stare at her tits. She squirmed uncomfortably. Her back felt like it was being gouged by the rough ridges of bark, and her shoulders hurt like hell from the strain of being pulled so far back. "Uh, could we get this over with, please?" She saw the little boy's dark eyes widen as he dropped his gaze lower. Frowning, she glanced down at herself, and with a loud groan she shifted again, quickly, and slapped her thighs together. In her struggle to get comfortable, her skirt had ridden up very high on her thighs, exposing the white cotton crotch of her tight panties.

Jim licked his lips, his eyes burning.

"Now you're getting nasty," the blushing girl scolded.

Jim eyed the young girl strangely, and Dawn felt a twinge of apprehension sweep up from her guts and clutch her heart. Much too late, she realized just how far out of hand things had really gotten.

"I'm not nasty," Jim said at last. "You are." He looked deep into Dawn's bright-blue eyes. Her pretty face was partly hidden behind a soft cloud of her blonde hair, but Jim could see how hard the girl was glaring back at him.

"I've really got to be going home, now, Jim," she said through gritted teeth, speaking the words very slowly, as though they were a threat.

Without saying a word, the boy started searching the ground for something. When he found a stone, Dawn pressed her head back against the trunk of the tree.

"What are you going to do with that?"

Jim moved closer to the girl's head, his eyes squinting as he looked carefully at Dawn's pretty mouth.

"Oh, God. Please don't do this," Dawn pleaded, suddenly understanding exactly what the little boy had in his diabolical young mind.

Jim lifted the large stone to her lips, rubbed it lightly against the sensitive soft moist pink flesh. The stone was dirty.

"No!" Dawn sputtered, twisting her face aside. "No! You're not putting that filthy thing in my mouth, damn you! Let me go!"

She took a deep lungful of air, twisted her face sharply to the other side to avoid the stone, and started to scream as loudly as she could. But Jim was too fast. He grabbed a fistful of Dawn's silky hair and yanked her head hard, forcing the side of her face against her shoulder. At the same time, he ground the dirt-crusted stone against her lips, crushing the soft flesh against her teeth. She'd gotten her mouth closed just in time, but it did her no good. The stone hurt. If he kept grinding it against her lips, he would break her teeth. She had no choice. She whimpered, and opened her mouth wide. Jim shoved the stone roughly between her lips, behind her teeth. The heavy filthy object rested directly on the young girl's wet tongue. She moaned as Jim wrapped the big red scarf around her head, fitting it carefully over her mouth and lips so she couldn't spit out the dirty stone. She sat still, not fighting the boy while he tied the scarf in a tight knot under her ear. When he finished, he sat back away from her and looked at her like she was a newly trapped animal.

Dawn sighed through her nose. She was truly at the boy's mercy now. But at least he hadn't broken any of her lovely teeth.

Jim sat there, eyeing his handiwork. Slowly, a huge grin spread across his young face. Dawn sighed again and let her shoulders sag as much as they could. She was here for the duration. The less she responded, the sooner the boy would get bored with her. Then he would let her go.

Jim stood up. Dawn watched him through the cascade of her blonde hair over her eyes. He seemed to be enjoying her utter helplessness. He moved around behind the tree, and Dawn winced as he tested the knots near her wrists. He had tied that fucking cord tight. Her hands must be blue by now. They were numb and cold. She worked her fingers to try to restore circulation, but all she got for her trouble was a pair of painfully tingling hands.

Jim came around the front of her again. He looked her over from head to toe, pausing for a long moment at her bare thighs.

Dawn was beautiful. As beautiful as his sister, Susan. He felt a pleasant stiffening in his prick, and a knot of harder pleasure twisted his guts. He remembered how pretty the girl's panties had looked, so taut and full and pure white against the tanned flesh of her bare thighs, hidden just under the hem of her skirt. Not hidden well enough. He wanted to see Dawn's panties again.

Dawn knew exactly what the boy was thinking, exactly what he wanted. She gulped around the huge stone in her mouth, felt herself begin drooling. She kept her eyes on the young man in front of her, worried about what he might do next to reach his goal.

Maybe it would be better if she did it for him. If she opened her legs and let him look, maybe that would satisfy him and it would be over.

She felt her warm saliva spill over her lower lip, where the scarf had slipped up into her mouth, and drip down onto the front of her blouse. Her arms and shoulders ached, and her jaw was beginning to hurt.

She grunted to get his attention. When he looked at her face, she nodded her head slowly, then lowered her eyes. Then, slowly, she stretched her legs out straight and parted them. She lifted her knees, spread them, drew her heels up toward her ass, spread her knees wider, opening her thighs and fully exposing the stark-white crotch of her cotton panties.

Jim gulped so hard that Dawn heard it. She closed her eyes for a moment and actually felt a rush of pleasure at the young boy's reaction to her body. She watched him as he took in the view of her beautiful crotch.

He was actually quite a good-looking young man. He was going to grow into a real hunk, that was for sure. Already, Dawn noted with appreciation, Jim had a powerful little body.

His face didn't have the puffy fullness of most boys his age. Or the innocence, either. He looked strong, willful, even manly.

Dawn took pleasure in letting the boy look at her panties. She relaxed as much as she could. She was astonished at how sexy she was beginning to feel.

Jim stared and stared, fascinated by the taut crotch of the young girl's unstained white cotton panties.

He had to touch her. He had to feel her. His heart pounded violently in his chest as he stood there. He shivered with a strange sensation and sank to his knees in front of the girl. He moved forward, up between her feet. He had to see under her panties, touch, feel…

Dawn shook her head hard. She saw the boy reach out with his hand. She slammed her legs together and shifted to the side. He could still see the underside of her thighs and her panty-clad ass cheeks, but her cunt was protected.

But not for long.

Dawn grunted and shook her head furiously, begging him not to do it, but Jim wrapped his fingers around her ankle and pulled. He would make her open her legs again. But Dawn shifted suddenly and shoved her other foot into the boy's chest. She thrust her leg out hard and sent the boy sprawling backward.

He rolled with the force of the kick. His head struck the base of a tree. He lay there, stunned. For a moment, Dawn froze, frightened that the boy had been knocked unconscious, or worse. But a few seconds later, Jim moaned and sat up, rubbing the back of his head.

Dawn gave a loud sigh of relief. She felt a trickle of sweat flow down the side of her face, another run down her throat to slip under the collar of her blouse.

"You kicked me," Jim said as though he couldn't believe it had happened. "You hurt me."

Dawn tried to make the boy see how sorry she was, but her face was buried behind the loose mass of her soft hair. Jim wasn't looking at her face, anyway. He thrust out his hand, grabbed Dawn's ankle, and pulled it onto his lap. He ripped her shoe from her foot and threw it aside. With stunning speed, he stripped the white knee sock down the girl's leg and off her foot.

"Give me your other foot," he ordered. It wasn't the voice of a little boy.

Hesitantly, Dawn lifted her other leg and gently lowered her heel into the boy's waiting palm. She whimpered quietly to herself as Jim stripped off her other shoe, yanked off her other knee sock.

Almost in a frenzy now, the boy wrapped the long sock around Dawn's slim ankle, tying it tight.

Oh, God, the girl groaned in her mind. He's going to tie my legs apart. Oh, no. She shook her head wildly to get his attention, but he was too busy grunting over the knot, making sure it was so tight she would never get free.

Dawn was on the verge of panic. The soft hair in her face tickled and itched. Sweat coated her face, running in tiny rivers down her cheeks and neck and throat. She was sweating all over, partly from the heat, partly from her rising fear. The stone in her mouth hurt, and she had to keep her jaw opened as wide as possible so her pretty teeth didn't get chipped or broken.

She moaned loudly as Jim dragged her left leg out to the side and pressed her ankle against the base of a sturdy sapling. Quickly, he bound her foot against the tree with the loose length of her own knee sock. She wiggled her bare toes, stunned at the sight of her own leg stretched out like that, her own foot tied to a tree. It was crazy.

Her panic threatened to overpower her. She gulped around the stone, but her saliva continued spilling out over her lips, hanging in long thick strands down to the front of her blouse.

She had to fight hard to get control of herself. She forced herself to think of the little boy as just that – a little boy. But, as he forced her right leg to the other side, spreading her wide open, Dawn discovered that the boy was much stronger than she had imagined. He had to force her leg farther than it could easily go, and Dawn winced, panting in pain as Jim simply pushed her leg against the bottom of the tree and bound it there. The straining agony in Dawn's stretched young thigh was nearly unbearable. She rolled her head loosely on her shoulders, panting and whimpering.

She had to keep control of herself. Jim was just a boy, just a little boy who'd found an interesting new toy. When he got bored, he would let her go. All she had to do was let it happen, cooperate as much as she could, and everything would be all right.

She took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down. She worked her shoulders against the trunk of the tree, trying to ease the strain. And she watched the boy.

Jim settled himself cross-legged in front of the bound girl. He looked at her well-filled panty crotch, feeling his belly tighten, enjoying the feeling as his cock got harder and harder inside his cowboy pants.

It was a good feeling. He had made the girl his captive. He could do anything he wanted to her, and she couldn't even yell for help.

She was his.

He looked her all over. She was sweating, breathing rapidly. Her tits rose and fell in a quick rhythm, swelling outward, tightening the material of her blouse, then deflating a little bit, over and over and over. He stared, thrilled by the idea of seeing the young girl's tits for real. There was absolutely nothing to stop him from unbuttoning her shirt and taking a look.

Dawn sighed. She had no doubt at all that this little creep was going to touch her body. Probably take some of her clothes off too. She knew there was nothing she could possibly do to stop him, but, when he finally let her go, he was going to get one hell of a beating. She would make damn sure of that.

Now that Jim had her where he wanted her and could look at her panties all he wanted, he seemed to lose interest in them. He wanted to feel her tits.

The front of Dawn's blouse was wet around the collar and under her arms and under her lush tits. The smooth material clung to her tits. He could see the girl's bra beneath her blouse.

Dawn moaned quietly when Jim shifted up between her spread legs, and she automatically tried to bring her legs together to stop him. But there was nothing she could do. She didn't want him to do it. She had too many unfulfilled dreams, too many wonderful pictures in her head about how it would be the first time she let a boy touch her, really touch her. He would be a boy she wanted to have touch her, a boy who would be gentle and loving. Not a kid dressed in a stupid cowboy outfit.

The sunlight made her pretty hair glow. It rested loosely around her shoulders, spilling down over her face, lying softly on the upper slopes of her tits.

In a daze, Jim reached out. He pushed his cupped hand firmly and fully over Dawn's warm tit, feeling for the first time in his life the fullness of a young girl's tit, the weight and yielding firmness of a young girl's tit.

Dawn gagged on the stone in her mouth, pushed it out of her throat with her tongue. Her jaw hurt. The stone hurt the roof of her mouth, and it tasted awful. It was getting unbearably painful. Her shoulders and back ached to be released from their straining position.

But the hand on her tit made all the pains seem to fade away. Instinct flowed into the girl's body. She groaned and felt her body try to arch outward, upward. She sucked a deep lungful of air to make her tits fill her bra, make them larger, fuller.

Jim reached out with his other hand and cupped Dawn's other tit. The warmth of her tit-flesh flowed through the soft material of her blouse and bra.

Dawn felt the boy's hands begin kneading her tits, his strong young fingers gouging into the sweet globes, his palms mashing against her nipples. She grunted as she felt her nipples respond to the kneading mashing clutching hands. The little buds grew stiff, pulsing with need, throbbing with an urgent desire to be pinched and scratched and rubbed and rolled and teased and tortured.

She had never been felt by a boy. Her body was ready, and against her will, it responded, heedless of the fact that the wonderful hands on her tits belonged to a kid.

Jim breathed through his mouth. His eyes widened as he watched his own hands claw at the helpless girl's beautiful tits.

His prick was throbbing. His cock was hard, curled downward into his underpants. His little balls quivered and ached. His guts churned. Almost mindlessly, the boy brought his hands together at Dawn's throat. She whimpered, for a brief moment convinced that the boy was mad, and was going to strangle her.

He could feel the heat rising from the girl's throat. He fumbled with the button, finally got it free.

Dawn shouted, but the stone muffled the sound. She twisted her head wildly from side to side, and thrust her body away from the tree as far as she could, trying desperately to shake the boy's hands from her blouse. She gasped, snorted through her nose, made wild noises deep in her throat.

Jim ignored the animal sounds gurgling in the girl's throat. He moved his hands down the line of buttons on the front of her pretty blouse, then yanked the material until it came free of the tight belt around her trim waist. He pushed the blouse back off her shoulders and folded it neatly back away from her well-filled bra cups, tucking the tails of her blouse behind the small of her back, baring her tummy and chest and her cock-stirring bra cups.

Jim grabbed the silken cups, squeezed them in both hands. His fingers traced the lace-work along the upper edges of the cups. The backs of his knuckles stroked the taut firm flesh above the tops of her bra.

All the time the boy was feeling her tits, Dawn was shaking her head, grunting and struggling to free herself. It was utterly hopeless. She was bound too tightly.

She sagged back against the tree trunk and went limp as Jim reached up and pushed the thin straps of her bra from each slim shoulder.

It was going to happen to her.

She sighed, defeated.

Jim hooked his fingertips just under the lacy upper edge of each bra cup, then slowly pulled them downward, folding the silk and lace down off Dawn's pretty young tits. The cups slipped off the lush full mounds of her tits, and folded into a wadded band under her breasts. Jim sat there, his fists clutching the wadded bra, and stared at the smooth naked mounds of Dawn's perfect tits.

The rounded hemispheres of sweat-glistening virgin tit-flesh made Jim's belly churn with lust. His cock went absolutely rigid in his pants.

He let go of the wadded bra, and turned his palms upward to cup the warm globes. He moaned, almost whimpering, as he felt the incredibly silky flesh, the perfect weight, the flowing warmth of Dawn's bare tits.

Dawn whined loudly as he felt her tits. Damn him. She didn't want to get felt up by some fucking little kid, not her first time. And not like this, for God's sake, tied up and gagged, helpless to respond.

Dawn moaned in disgust and anger.

All she could do was sit there and take it. She tried to focus on something, anything. She looked at the boy's face. He was thrilled with what he was doing to her. His lips were parted, and she could see his tongue working against his teeth, as though he could already taste her nipples.

Oh, Jesus, please don't let him kiss my tits, Dawn prayed. Don't let him suck my nipples. I couldn't stand that. Not that. If he has to touch me, OK. But let that be all. Please.

Jim's whole body was vibrating with lust. He'd seen young tits before, but only fleetingly, by peeking through the keyhole into his sister's bedroom or spying on her when she went to the bathroom. But he had never been allowed to touch Susan's body. He had never been able to see how beautiful a girl's breasts and nipples really were. Now he was so close he could see the tiny dimples in the pale pink flesh that surrounded the puckered buttons of Dawn's dark nipples. His hands wrapped around the undersides of the firm full tits, and he squeezed, gently at first, then harder, gripping the fleshy mounds in his fists and gouging his fingernails into the pliant slippery flesh.

Dawn winced. Her nipples felt like they were about to explode from the pressure of Jim's tightly squeezing fists.

Dawn grunted and gasped, sucking air when she could, but feeling the air pushed from her lungs by the force of the boy's grinding and mashing hands against her tits and chest.

It hurt. Everything hurt – the strain in her shoulders, the pain in her thighs and ankles and wrists, all this pain was becoming too much to bear. She had to get free. She had to stop this boy from molesting her.

But she couldn't.

Jim bent forward, moving his face closer and closer to her tit. His tongue kept lapping over his lips, wetting them, getting them ready to taste the young teenager's hard little nipple bud.

Dawn shut her eyes tight.

Oh, God, please don't let him do it.

Don't let him suck me.

Suddenly, there was a loud snap. Nearby, a branch had broken. More sounds in the underbrush. Jim jerked his head up, away from his captive's bare tit. He yanked his hands from her tits. More noises, coming closer. Too much noise to be just one dog.

Dawn jerked her head that way, too, listening hard. Her blue eyes were wide, darting from the approaching sound to Jim's face and back again.

What was it?

Jim wasn't about to stick around to find out. He knew he was already in enough trouble. He leaped to his feet. One final crack of a branch and he took off running, racing away through the trees in the opposite direction from whatever was coming.

Dawn felt her heart suddenly pounding hard. Jim had been bad enough, but what if an adult were coming? She might be raped. She might be murdered.

She shut her eyes again, even tighter than before, and turned her face away from the approaching noises.

She worked her wrists violently, trying to get free before she was found.

Something touched her bare shoulder.

She jerked, screamed, froze.

The only sound she could hear was the roaring of blood in her ears, the thudding of her racing heart.

And the heavy breathing of whatever had touched her.

CHAPTER TWO

A beam of sunlight slanted through the thick grove of trees and shone on Dawn's bound young body like a spotlight. It was hot, even at this time of the late afternoon, and the heat combined with the tension and strain of her uncomfortable bondage to make her sweat like a little pig. The waist of her skirt was soaked. Her bare chest and tits glistened with a fine sheen of warm sweat.

But for Dawn the trickling rivers of sweat and the pain of her tight bondage didn't exist, only the sound of her own wildly hammering heart, and the grotesque breathing close to her ear.

She was terrified.

She jumped when something touched her bare shoulder again. Something warm and wet and rough.

Dawn jerked her head around and bumped her cheek against the snout of a big old billygoat!

She cried out, but instantly gave a loud sigh of relief and sank back weakly against the trunk of the tree.

Thank God. It was only a goat.

The rough tongue lapped at her sweaty shoulder and armpit. It felt funny, but it didn't hurt. It just tickled. Must be after the salt, Dawn told herself, shuddering all over with tremendous relief.

She could have kissed the goat. He had scared off that damned little boy just in time. The big animal slopped its thick tongue against the sensitive flesh at the base of the girl's slender throat, sending another hard shiver through her whole body. Dawn twisted her head and tried to push the animal's snout away from her neck.

The goat seemed easy enough to get along with. He pulled his head away, looked around at the pleasant trees and bushes for a few moments. But then he stepped casually over Dawn's outstretched legs, dipped his head down, and began lapping his wide wet tongue against the upper slopes of Dawn's bare young tits.

Startled by the roughness of the goat's tongue, Dawn tried to shove herself backward away from him. But it was useless. She was tied in place. All she could do was cringe there, her chin driven into the base of her throat as she watched in wide-eyed wonder while the billygoat nuzzled her tits and nipples, sucking and slurping and slobbering heavily all over the beautiful mounds.

Dawn was shocked at the pleasure that the animal's licking tongue sent flowing into her tits. The rough stroking of her hardened nipple buds brought both pain and pleasure, but the combination felt wonderful, and made her tummy tense with a new kind of lust. The sensations grew within her, filling her body with strange new feelings with each new stroke of the goat's quick tongue. It tickled, it hurt, it warmed, it rasped. And Dawn felt herself blossoming outward, as though she was taking in air and not letting it out, expanding, like a balloon, filling her tits and making them larger and larger, thrusting the huge firm mounds of her tits upward and outward for the animal to lick.

God, it felt good.

The goat was content to stand there between Dawn's spread thighs and lap her tit-flesh, slurping up the salty moisture that covered the smooth sleek globes. He had no idea that he was causing such powerful and wonderful new emotions within the child, that he was torturing her stiffened little nipples with rough pleasure. As far as the goat was concerned, Dawn's stone-hard nipples were nothing more than bumps on yet another strangely-shaped saltlick.

Surprised at herself, Dawn quickly got used to the goat's presence. It wasn't so bad. In fact, it was getting to be quite nice. Certainly, it was a hell of a lot better than what that little boy had had in mind for her. But she had nearly forgotten the kid. She gulped and panted through her nose, feeling her own warm saliva sliding in long strings from her mouth and wetting her tits. She worked her jaws to ease the strain of holding her mouth so wide open around the stone gag. But she was concentrating as much as she could on the sensations in her nipples. Her nips had never been harder. They seemed about to explode, they were so distended. How they ached. But the ache was wonderful, and every time the goat stroked that huge wet tongue of his across the sensitive taut skin of her pulsing nipples, Dawn thought she was going to burst with pleasure.

Something suddenly nudged her other shoulder. She cried out around the stone in her mouth, spitting saliva into the cloud of blonde hair that covered her face. She jerked her head to see what it was this time, and found herself staring right up the nose of another big goat.

The second animal nipped casually at Dawn's bare shoulder, testing the tenderness of her flesh with its teeth. Dawn twisted her shoulder away from his mouth. The goat didn't care. He slopped his long tongue into her armpit, thrusting it down into the warm salty nest between her arm and her side. But this goat liked to use his teeth. He nipped as he nuzzled his snout deeper under her arm, forcing it away from her side. His sharp teeth hurt, and left marks on the girl's skin. Dawn pushed at the animal's face with her shoulder, trying to make him go away. But he started licking her face.

Dawn pulled her head back. The big beast started nipping at the side of her throat. This frightened her. If he really took a good bite out of her neck, she might start bleeding to death before anybody found her, before anybody even started looking for her.

She bumped the side of her head against the goat's nose, grunting and jerking her slim shoulder into his chin. Her hair flew against his mouth, and the goat slurped it up. He began nibbling on the long blonde strands. He swiped his tongue over Dawn's head, sucking up a mouthful of her beautiful hair. Contentedly, he started chewing on it.

Dawn panicked. She winced as she felt her hair being tugged hard. It really hurt, made her eyes water. She thought the goat was going to pull her hair right out of her head by the roots. She pulled her head back away from his mouth, but very slowly and firmly, with a steady pressure, easing her hair from the goat's drooling mouth. It came out in a soggy mess, and slapped against her tits, a thick wet mess of hair curling down over her tingling nipple.

But the first animal lapped her hair up as he stroked his tongue over the girl's tit again. He began chewing the mouthful of hair. Dawn groaned in exasperation and tugged her hair from the goat's mouth. Again it stuck to her chest, but this time she quickly flipped it over her shoulder to safety. Her face was still hidden behind her loose hair, but not so much now.

Another goat stepped through the underbrush and started walking toward the girl. Dawn almost started laughing.

Good God, she thought, what the hell's going on here? Where did all these goats come from?

The only place she knew that had so many goats was across the meadow, but there were two sturdy barbed-wire fences between here and there.

Then it struck her. What if the goats had been herded here? What if the man who owned the animals was lurking out there in the bushes, watching his big old billygoats make love to a little girl?

The third goat stopped at Dawn's bound foot. Dawn's foot jumped and jerked and pulled wildly in the tight binding of her knee sock as the goat licked the sensitive bottom. She wiggled her toes, but it did no good. The goat's tongue was really torturing her, tickling her foot so badly that she knew she couldn't take much more.

The goat began sucking her toes. It worked its teeth down over her toes and closed its lips around them, and sucked. It sucked hard, cleaning her toes of salty moisture.

But Dawn was going crazy with the sensations that coursed through her young body. She couldn't stand it. Her tits were on fire, her nipples searing points of flame. And the undersides of her tits felt as though they were being rubbed raw by wet sandpaper. The goat near her head was trying to thrust his big tongue into her ear, slobbering all over her neck and shoulder. And the animal at her foot was killing her, sucking her delicate little toes and licking the bottom of her bare foot with its rough tongue.

It was hell. But it was a burning hell of wild pleasure. Dawn had never before experienced such insane sensations, never dreamed of feeling such wonderful things. Her whole body was quivering in a frenzy of overpowering need, urgent lust. She felt her ass cheeks tighten and lift her off the ground, using her bound ankles for support. Behind the tree, her bound hands clawed the dirt, pulled at the long grass blades, worked madly in the tight cord of the little boy's rope.

She was shaking hard, her whole body jolting and jerking with the pleasure of the goats' tongues.

And, suddenly, it happened.

She rose up high and hard against the binding socks and cord and locked her body into a tight position, her chin ground into her chest, and her thighs tensed and trembling.

And she came.

She came hard and long, gushing her virgin fuck juices into her tight white cotton panties. Her climax made her body jerk all over, jump violently in her bondage, bumping and humping against the snouts of the startled goats.

The animals backed away from the girl's shaking body, eyed her cautiously.

Dawn shut her eyes tight and let the feelings flow. She humped the air, her thighs jumping, her feet bouncing, her cute toes curled hard.

Her cunt channel flooded with her young come, and the sweet fuck fluid squirted out of her tight pussy slit, wetting the taut crotch of her panties thoroughly. She panted and snorted loudly, moaning with intense pleasure, her mind a fog of virginal lust.

Her ass bounced against the ground, her tight hard ass cheeks quivering to keep her up. She fucked the air. Her cunt walls spasmed hard and spewed her come from her pussy hole, trembled and shuddered as the entire length of her cunt clutched at a cock that wasn't there.

The spasms racked her body. She gulped saliva, chewed the stone in her mouth, cried out in shrill squeaks of pure pleasure.

Her climax was hard and hot. Her nipples strained to the limit, filling her mind with the image of a suddenly bursting tomato. Her cunt pulsed and throbbed and thrummed with electric pleasure. Fuck juice gushed from her pussy, the sticky fuck fluid smearing the crotch of her tight panties.

Slowly, her spasms subsided. She came back to earth. Her ass settled slowly to the ground, and her straining thighs relaxed a little bit. Her tummy quivered and felt hard and knotted. Her tits felt heavy, and her nipples grew quickly soft, as though they'd been punctured and the air had blown away. Slowly, she lifted her head until she was pressing it back against the trunk of the tree.

She let go of the clumps of grass she had pulled from the ground.

She sighed, a long and heavy sigh.

She opened her eyes.

The goats were looking at her, heads cocked. She moaned, and snorted a little laugh.

Oh God, oh God, oh God, what's happening to me? Dawn sighed again, softly and with great pleasure. She had never felt such a good come. All those times she'd used her fingers, massaging that little button of pleasure between her pussy lips, had been nothing compared to this.

Good God.

Goats.

She'd gotten off on goats' tongues. And they hadn't gotten anywhere near her pussy. She concentrated on her cunt mound now, and felt the gooey fuck juices cooling on her skin, drying in the soft downy curls of blonde cunt hair that lightly covered her pussy lips.

Her panties were soaked with her come. They were sticking to her cunt mound. She felt a trickle of warm goo slide down between her ass cheeks, coating her tight little puckered asshole.

It felt good.

If she were only untied, she would stretch and roll over onto her bare tummy on the cool grass and go to sleep. She felt so completely relaxed. Even the tension in her thighs seemed easy, familiar, almost comfortable.

The sunlight on her bare tits felt good, too. She shook her head sharply, trying to toss the cloud of hair out of her face. It didn't work. And she was still tightly tied to the trees.

One of the goats moved toward her. He lowered his head and sniffed loudly. He stretched out his neck and gave Dawn's bare foot a swipe with his tongue. Her foot jerked hard, and she tensed at the thought of having her foot sucked again.

But the goat wasn't interested in her foot. He shook his head hard, snorted, backed away a bit, then lowered his head almost to the ground.

He sniffed again.

Oh oh, Dawn thought, watching the animal closely. She squirmed, shifting her ass cheeks on the ground. She had no way to protect her cunt if the goat decided he wanted a taste of fresh young pussy juice.

The goat stepped forward, up between Dawn's widespread legs. She tightened her thighs. He was coming for her pussy. His head moved slowly from side to side, searching for the source of that mind-blowing smell.

Dawn whined, gurgling on the spit that filled her throat. She gagged as she gulped the saliva down, and her teeth ground against the stone in her mouth. She forced her mouth wide open again.

The goat kept coming. The other animals were sniffing the air now, too. Suddenly, the one that had been nibbling Dawn's neck stepped over her leg and shouldered the other goat aside. The goat tripped, stepped directly onto Dawn's tightly stretched thigh. His weight on top of his sharp foot sent a jolt of stunning pain ripping through the girl's loins.

Dawn screamed, shrieked around the gagging stone and scarf, blasted saliva into the curtain of blonde hair covering her face. Her shriek startled the goats. The foot on her thigh gouged into her flesh as the animal leaped away. The pain was like a searing knife of steel slicing through her flesh.

The goat darted into the underbrush. Trembling, Dawn looked down at her thigh. A bright red welt was rising up on her skin, but there was no blood.

She glanced at the other goat. He was still standing in front of her, alert, but steady. Her scream had startled him, but had not frightened him away.

His nostrils quivered. His head went down as he moved forward, and he butted his nose against the front of Dawn's wet panties.

She gasped as she felt the big wide tongue swipe over the moist cotton crotch, pulling the material away from her come-smeared pussy lips. Some of her downy cunt hair pulled away from her cunt mound, and Dawn winced at the sharp little pains. The goat licked her panties again, wetting the material with his thick saliva.

Dawn's whole body tensed, and she prayed hard that the animal wouldn't decide to take a nip of her down there.

If he bit her cunt, he could ruin her as a woman for life.

But she was utterly helpless to stop him. The pains were coming back, in full force. And now her thigh hurt from the deep welt.

Her body was one throbbing aching horrible pain. But something was happening to her again. The goat licked the crotch of her panties, rubbing the soft wet material against her goo-smeared pussy mound.

But the pleasure wasn't pushing the pain away this time. Dawn forced herself to concentrate on the goat's lapping tongue. She squinted hard, moaned, rolled her head against the bark of the tree, dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands, trying desperately to feel only the pleasure of the goat's teasing tongue.

But it wouldn't work.

Her body had gone over the threshold. All she could feel was pain. Even the pleasure of the stroking tongue faded, and became another pain, a pushing and prodding at her sensitive pussy.

She began crying.

Softly at first, then harder and harder, Dawn wept. The tears spilled from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Her tits jiggled as the shuddering spasms of weeping swept over her. Saliva spilled from her mouth and mixed with her tears, dripped and hung in long strings from her chin down onto her bare tits.

And the goat licked her crotch, sucking at the thick wet goo that stained the soft cotton, nipping at the material with his teeth as he tried to pull it away. His teeth caught hold of the material for a moment, and the goat took a step back, pulling the wet panties far away from the girl's pussy. Dawn barely felt it as the whole crotch of her panties gave way, chewed through and pulled away by the goat's teeth.

Satisfied with his prize, the goat wandered away into the bushes, chewing with great pleasure on the come-and-sweat drenched crotch of the panties of a little girl.

Dawn slowly stopped weeping. She hurt all over. She felt weak, exhausted. She was baffled. She'd been fouled and violated in the worst way. A pack of animals had attacked her. They'd chewed on her flesh, sucked on her body, bitten her, stepped on her, torn her clothes. And made her come.

She sighed hard.

They had made her come.

CHAPTER THREE

Dawn looked down at herself. Her nipples were bloated up like fat little thumbs, sticking out from the smooth and round globes of her naked young tits. Her tits were wet and running with sweat and saliva. She wished she could stop drooling on herself like this, but the stone in her mouth made her mouth juices flow.

And other juices were flowing, too. Her cunt seemed to dribble fuck fluid, even this long after her hard goat-tongue-induced climax.

She shifted slightly in her bonds, and her eyes caught sight of the third and last goat. He was just standing there, eyeing her.

The expression on the old animal's face was distinctly unfriendly. He took a couple of steps toward Dawn.

The young girl shook her head slowly from side to side, her eyes widening as the goat stepped up between her parted legs. He kept coming.

He was up to something. Something nasty.

Dawn cringed against the trunk of the trees as tightly as she could. The goat thrust his head right at her and went down. His tongue stroked roughly against her tit, slapping so that her flesh stung for a moment. But then he curled his lips back and opened his mouth. He shoved his snout against the girl's bare tit until he could bite down on her nipple. He caught her hardened little bud between his teeth and clamped down hard.

Sharp pain shot into Dawn's nipple.

The goat twisted his head and stepped backward.

Dawn screamed at the top of her lungs. The damned goat was trying to rip her nipple right off her tit. She gagged on her scream as the pain of the animal's slicing teeth sent another series of stinging burning jolts of electric pain into her tit.

She threw her head back and screamed again, feeling her nipple about to pop off into the goat's mouth.

She felt her body dragged forward by the animal's tugging. She had no choice but to go forward as far as her bonds would allow, but it wasn't far enough. One more hard tug, one more scissoring of the goat's sharp teeth, and her nipple would be just a piece of juicy tit-flesh in the goat's belly.

Dawn sucked a deep lungful. She was all ready to scream out one final agonizing shriek of outraged pain and terror.

Instead, she froze. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were clenched tightly shut. She held her breath.

The goat had let go of her nipple and jerked his head up high. Dawn slowly opened her eyes. The goat was staring wild-eyed into the underbrush. There was a noise. The goat leaped over Dawn's leg and vanished through the trees.

She watched the animal go, then slowly turned her head to see what had frightened him off. She wasn't sure she really wanted to know.

But there, moving stealthily into the clearing, his big head held low, and his eyes squinting suspiciously, was the biggest, handsomest, most beautiful dog that Dawn had ever seen.

And he had a white band around his head.

It was Tonto.

Dawn sighed heavily through her nose, and sagged limply back against the tree. Her nipple was throbbing with pain. At least her nip wasn't in the belly of the goat.

Tonto started wagging his tail, slowly at first, then with more and more abandon. Then, almost prancing, he bounded over to the girl, his big dark eyes glittering with happiness and delight.

Dawn was amazed at the beast. Tonto was a stunning animal. He was huge, and his legs and thighs looked immensely powerful to the bound young teenager. Tonto's thick black fur glowed with good health. His eyes were alert and intelligent, almost human in the way they looked at the lovely child. And there was more than a slight hint of mischief in those beautiful eyes, too.

Tonto walked around the thin sapling to which Dawn's ankles was lashed, sniffed casually at her bare foot. She wiggled her toes, and winced. Oh, God, she thought, another animal wants my body.

Tonto's nose went up as he caught the heady scent of the young girl's pussy juice. He began sniffing along the inside of her bare leg, poking his hard snout into her taut thigh muscle as he sought the source of that wonderful odor.

His big nose butted right into Dawn's unprotected cunt mound. He pressed the end of his snout into the gooey fuck fluids that coated her beautiful bare cunt lips.

With her mouth yawning around the stone, Dawn couldn't beg the animal to leave her alone. And with her legs stretched so far apart, there was nothing she could do to keep the dog away from her cunt.

She could only sit there and let the big black dog lap at her cooling delicious cunt juice.

Dawn sighed. Her emotions were confusing her. First, it had been a little game, letting the boy tie her up. Then she had gotten scared when the goats showed up and started in on her. But when she'd actually come, actually had a hard and satisfying climax from those billygoat tongues, it hadn't been so bad.

And now, here was this big handsome dog. His furry head bobbed up and down and twisted eagerly between her widespread young thighs. His tongue worked madly to suck and slurp the sweet goo from the child's hot skin. And Dawn was beginning to feel the warmth in her tummy again. The pleasure of having her clit rubbed and stroked, even if by an animal's tongue, was rising up inside her belly, knotting her guts into the familiar tightness of lust.

Dawn moaned quietly and slipped down, scooted her ass a little ways forward on the grass. She was trying to make it easier for the dog to eat her soft pussy, but she was too tightly bound against the trunk of the tree.

It didn't bother Tonto at all. He snorted and sneezed and sniffed as he slobbered all over the girl's thighs and lower tummy and pussy. He wet her cunt good with his warm saliva. He worked at her cunt hard, now and then nipping her smooth wet flesh with his sharp teeth, bringing a slight startled cry from deep in the girl's throat.

Dawn was horny as hell, and she knew it. She wanted nothing in the world but to come again, to come as hard as any woman had ever come. To have it last forever.

She grunted and tried to pump her pussy against the dog's face. Damn the cords that held her in place. She ached and hurt all over, but the pain was nothing now. She wanted to come. She had to come. She felt the sweat trickling down her tits again. She gasped and gulped more saliva, felt the stone grind against the backs of her teeth. She forced her mouth wider open. Her head rolled against the tree trunk, jerking from side to side as the rising tide of her lust swept over her, blotting out everything else.

The big dog's tongue was driving the little girl mad with pleasure. Her whole body was on fire with need. She was humping the dog's snout with tiny jerks of her ass. Her stretched thighs quivered with the strain of her desire to clamp them tightly around the great animal's powerful neck, hug his lapping nipping mouth to her oozing pussy mound.

Tonto growled deep in his throat as he stroked his tongue along Dawn's warm wet cunt, tasting the sweet juices of her young pussy.

He twisted his head, butted his nose hard against her clit in a wild effort to drive his whole snout between the girl's tender pussy lips and up inside her virginal cunt.

Dawn began whimpering softly, and softly purring. If only she were free of these tight painful cords, she would spread herself open for this wonderful animal, hump his face, let him lick her whole tight cunt with that beautifully rough and wicked tongue of his.

She gulped, feeling the stone against her teeth. She gagged on her own saliva again, and cursed the fucking little prick of a cowboy who'd left her like this, unable to get her cunt into the right position for Tonto's tongue.

The dog pawed at Dawn's bare thighs, scratching the soft flesh with his claws. He wanted her to lean back, let him at her. He wanted her on her belly, her ass lifted high, so he could fuck his huge long red cock into her fucking cunt slit.

Tonto suddenly reared his head up. He growled in anger and frustration. He whipped around, cocked his head at the cords around the girl's ankles. Experimentally, he nipped at the twisted knee sock that held Dawn's leg against the sapling.

Oh, yes Dawn thought. Yes. Chew through it, boy. Untie my legs. Oh, yeah, big doggie. Untie my legs, and I'll let you eat me and drink my come. Yeah, doggie, do it.

Tonto nipped into the sock, pulled back hard, his head low and his ass raised. He growled, dug his paws into the ground, and yanked harder, jerking his head from side to side as he tried to back up.

Dawn gasped around the stone in her mouth as she felt the damned sock loosen, very slightly.

Dawn was so horny now that she was quivering all over. She watched intently as Tonto got a better grip on the sock with his huge gleaming white teeth. He wiggled his rear as he got himself placed, then, with a sudden tug, tore the knotted sock loose. Dawn quickly pulled her foot free of the wet loop of knee sock, let her legs close for a moment as she eased the throbbing pain in her thigh muscles.

She moaned loudly with the pleasure of lost pain.

But Tonto whirled around and nipped at her ankle. He waited a brief second, looking directly at Dawn's ankle. She didn't move. He opened his jaws, dove his big mouth down, and took a firm but gentle grip on the slimmest part of her girlish ankle. Dawn's eyes widened for a moment in fear. But then she watched in amazement as Tonto simply backed up, his tail giving a few quick wags. The dog dragged the girl's legs apart again.

Dawn expected the animal to step up between her legs, and start nuzzling her pussy again. But he didn't. Tonto stepped over to her other tied ankle and made quick work of loosening the twisted band of sock.

Dawn worked her ankle and foot free of the binding. She sighed through her nose. Her ankles were sore and throbbing, slightly red. She could plainly see the indentation in her flesh where the sock had been wound around her ankle, but she wasn't bleeding.

Tonto looked at the girl's face. His own face was handsome, beautiful. He cocked his head, as though waiting. A hard wave of lust swept through Dawn's whole body as she sat there, looking into Tonto's dark intelligent eyes.

Slowly, understanding instinctively what the dog wanted her to do, Dawn brought her heels up against her tight ass cheeks. She pushed her shoulders back as far as they would go, to give her some slight slack on the cord binding her wrists. Then, struggling hard, she forced herself to stand up. The cord behind the tree caught on the rough bark several times, forcing her to squat lower and start again. But finally, Dawn was standing on quivery legs, her back tight against the trunk of the big tree.

Tonto barked once. It was an obvious command. And Dawn obeyed instantly.

She squatted down a bit.

She spread her feet as far apart as they would go.

She arched her ass away from the tree trunk and thrust her whole body forward.

Tonto yipped.

She froze, held her pose tensely.

Her blouse hung down loosely around her sides, her belly and tits exposed. Her bra stayed twisted in a tight white cord of silk just under the lush globes of her beautiful young tits.

Her skirt slipped back down over her thighs, covering her ripped and shredded panties. She could feel the gooey fuck fluids from her oozing pussy sliding down the insides of her thighs.

She began quivering in her tensed position.

Tonto watched her closely, cocking his head from side to side.

Dawn looked down at the handsome beast. His nostrils were quivering. His tail wagged constantly. He looked to the bound young girl as though he was waiting for her to do something. Maybe she was supposed to give him some kind of command. But what kind? He sure hadn't needed any commands to free her legs.

Dawn gurgled in her throat. She suddenly saw it. Tonto had freed her legs, but he didn't know her wrists were tied behind the tree. He was waiting for her to lie down, not stand up. He was waiting for her to lie down on the ground and let him fuck her.

In that same flash of insight, Dawn realized that this amazing animal had fucked human girls before.

She could see it in his eyes, the way he watched her, the way he waited patiently for her to get ready.

The big dog hadn't needed a command to free her legs. What could that mean? Maybe that he'd been trained by some girl to untie her? Maybe that little creep Jimmy had a sister and tied her up a lot. And maybe Jimmy's sister had trained Tonto to untie her after Jimmy had left.

Dawn was amazed at her own sudden insight. She was certain she was right. It was just too much of a coincidence to meet a little kid who liked tying girls to trees, and then to meet that same little kid's dog, who knew how to untie girls from trees.

Untie girls from trees?

Dawn straightened up suddenly, and twisted her whole body. She tried to turn around, to shift around the tree trunk, so she could show her bound arms to the watching dog.

She gestured and grunted, indicating that Tonto should go around behind the fucking tree. If she hadn't had this damned gagging rock in her mouth, she could have just told Tonto what to do.

Dawn almost grinned around the stone in her mouth. Of course. If she wasn't gagged, she could command the dog to untie her wrists. That was what he was waiting for. He was only partly trained. He had to be told what to do, except for the tricks he'd already learned, like untying a girl's ankles.

Tonto's patience was obviously coming to an end.

Dawn's struggles to twist her body around the trunk of the tree made her legs open and close in the most sensuous way. Tonto barked at her. Dawn had already thought the problem through, and she knew it was hopeless. Jimmy must have found out that his sister was training Tonto to free her, and so he'd started gagging her, so she couldn't give the animal the necessary commands.

Dawn couldn't tell the dog to free her wrists. She moaned. So close and yet so far away.

She sagged against the tree, and in doing so her knees parted. She squatted a little as she sank back against the trunk.

Tonto darted forward, as though invited, and drove his snout up under the front of the young girl's short skirt. Dawn gasped in sudden shock as she felt the animal's cool moist nose butting right into her uncovered pussy mound.

She groaned but there was nothing she could do to prevent it. And at the moment, there was nothing she wanted to do to prevent the dog from licking her.

She squatted down more and she opened her knees wider. She wiggled her pussy lips against the dog's nose and felt his hot breath on her bare flesh. She moaned as the great animal's tongue thrust out and swiped wetly over her cunt.

Mmmmmm, she purred in her mind. The fat wet tongue of the handsome dog sliced between her tight wet pussy lips and rode hard and rough over her already throbbing clitty.

Saliva spilled from her lips, dripped down onto the lush slopes of her warm full tits, and trickled down over the swollen nubbins of her sensitive nipples.

The drool dripped from the tips of Dawn's nipples, fell onto her panting heaving tummy, and slid down to the waistband of her short skirt.

She was pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree, thrusting her hips and pussy forward.

Tonto worked hungrily at her cunt. His teeth nipped at the soft downy curls of blonde cunt hair that covered Dawn's puffy pussy lips. The rough wet pad of the dog's big tongue slapped against her cunt mound, slurping her clean of the cooled pussy juices that coated her cunt.

Dawn was writhing in her bondage, grinding her cunt firmly against the dog's snout. She tried to clamp her thighs against his head, to lock his loving tongue against her pussy, but the animal barked once, and she knew he meant business.

She arched forward more and spread her knees as wide as she could. She squatted down farther, and drove her steamy horny pussy against the dog's mouth. She felt his lips open and his teeth sink into the soft pliant flesh of her cunt mound.

She winced as the dog pulled back, hurting her pussy a little bit as he dragged some painful welts into her cunt skin.

He was teaching her a small lesson in obedience, and she learned the first time.

Tonto fucked his hot tongue into the girl's cunt hole. Expertly, as though he'd done it a thousand times, he found Dawn's clitty and stroked until her clit was rigid with desire.

Dawn could barely keep her legs still. Her long slim legs quivered and shook as she forced them to stay spread open for the dog. But she could feel herself slipping down the tree trunk, scraping her ass and back along the hard ridges of the bark. She gulped a mouthful of saliva, and forced herself upright again.

The sensations of pleasure in her pussy increased rapidly. She panted through her nose. The dog's tongue reamed her cunt hole good. Tonto fucked the tip of his tongue deep inside her cunt and sucked the thick oozing fuck juice out.

Dawn was shaking hard. Her whole body trembled. She was snorting through her nose as her tummy heaved and tensed in pleasure.

Tonto wagged his tail happily as he tongued the young girl's cunt. The taste of her fuck fluids was delicious. The feel of her soft young cunt against his rough tongue was wonderful. The dog's cock stiffened. He had been well trained – eat, then fuck. His cock was responding to Dawn's struggles, even against his training. His big black balls began to hurt as they filled with fuck cream.

Dawn felt a change in the dog's licking. He was working harder now, and much faster. His tongue slopped all over her cunt mound and drove the kid crazy with need. He worked Dawn into a frenzy. Her cunt humped his nose and snout harder and faster. Her tight cunt drooled.

Tonto lapped the sweet fuck fluid into his mouth, then rammed his snout back into the girl's hot wet cunt for more. His long tongue wiggled into her cunt slit. As he yanked his tongue back out of her body, his tongue rode over the hot hard nubbin of her clit.

Dawn thrashed in mad lust against the tree. She pumped and humped her sizzling pussy against the animal's mouth. She had to come. She had to feel the hard waves of climax. She fucked the dog's face hard, driving her cunt against his hard snout in a wild frenzy of need.

She growled her pleasure. Fuck juice gushed from her stretched cunt lips. Her big bare tits jiggled wildly, her nipples jumped and jerked. Her belly trembled, tensed, spasmed. Her nostrils flared as she snorted and panted and fought for air.

Tonto lashed his tongue into her cunt hole again and hit her clitty hard.

Dawn arched, tightened every muscle in her body, and suddenly jerked forward. She locked herself into position, and came in a violent burst of pleasure.

Arched forward, her body shook and bucked. Her legs almost gave way, and she squatted lower, her knees going very wide. The short skirt stretched taut across her thighs, high up. Her pussy blasted cunt juice against Tonto's face. The big animal lapped the gushing fuck juice down, smearing his snout all over the girl's jerking cunt.

Dawn groaned loudly around the gagging rock in her mouth. She thrashed her head from side to side against the trunk of the tree, and her long blonde hair whipped wildly around her lovely sweaty face. The long thick strands clung to her forehead, and got stuck against the bark of the tree.

She grunted and thrust her hips forward farther, fucking the dog's whole head. She couldn't bear it any more, and she clamped her thighs tightly around the dog's neck. Tonto jammed his snout into Dawn's hot flowing pussy and gobbled her hot sticky come.

Her wrists rubbed themselves raw in the binding cord that held them. She fought with all her strength to free her arms, to hug the huge dog at her pussy. She cried and moaned and purred and grunted like an animal. Her pussy hole blasted come. Her clit spasmed in pleasure. Her body shook violently.

Tonto shook hard, too. His body was wrapped between the young teenager's trembling thighs. He licked at her cunt. He lapped her fuck juices as they flooded from her tight pussy lips.

Dawn had never felt such a hard come. She felt as though she were dying. She gasped deeply for air. She sputtered and drooled. She felt her heart bursting in her hot chest. Her tits bounced madly. She shook all over as the hard crashing waves of her come broke over her whole being, drowning her in the lusty pleasure of total climax.

Nothing existed for the young girl but this terrible pleasure. Her body dripped sweat. Her cunt gushed come. She rode the dog's face hard, fucking and humping her cunt hard and fast into his snout.

Tonto took it, loved it. He sucked the child's hot goo down, and thrust his tongue into the come-slippery channel of her scalding cunt. He drove his tongue again and again into her clitty and made her go crazy with the need and lust of a mind-blowing climax.

Dawn was lost. Her mind was a swirling fog of pleasure and madness. She fucked her wet dripping pussy mound against the big dog's face until her thighs were rubbed raw against his thick fur.

She fucked Tonto's face hard, violently coming all over his black fur.

Suddenly, she arched out still farther and locked her body there. She quivered and moaned very loudly.

She slammed back against the trunk of the tree. She sagged weakly in her bondage.

She twitched one last time, and a final gout of girlish come squeezed from between her tight wet pussy lips.

She sank lower against the tree, her long limbs splayed wide, the short skirt ridden so high that her bare cunt was fully exposed.

She hung there limply, totally exhausted, trying to regain her breath. Her belly trembled and tightened in hard quick spasms as her climax washed slowly away from her body.

She couldn't move a muscle.

Tonto slowly backed away from between her come-smeared thighs. He sat down, and watched the beautiful but exhausted young teenager slowly come around.

At last, Dawn lifted her head. Her long thick hair was matted to her scalp with sweat. Her blouse hung loosely about her sides, fully exposing her lush lovely tits. Her tits were full and hard, and the dark buds of her nipples were still stiff and itchy. The whole globes of her tits were smeared with sweat and drool, and her nipples glistened with thick coats of drool.

Her belly was trim and tight, but even now it spasmed as a quick hard jolt of electric pleasure shot into her guts.

Her panties were ripped open. The waistband was soaked. The whole front of her crotch was torn away. Her pussy was glowing with pink life, blushing with pleasure. She was coated thickly with come and doggie drool, and plastered against her wet pussy hair were several long strands of black doggie fur.

She gulped a thick wad of warm saliva and moaned. She forced herself to straighten up, to stand upright against the tree. But her legs still felt weak.

She sighed, then looked at the massive animal sitting in front of her. How she longed to tell him how good he had been to her. How she longed to throw her arms around his powerful neck and hug him hard.

It was then that she noticed the long cock sticking out from between the animal's black furry thighs.

My God, the girl thought. Look at the size of that dog's prick. She stared at the thick long prong of doggie cockmeat for a long long time, fascinated by the size and shape of the bright-red prick.

She felt her heart skip a beat as she imagined getting fucked by that huge cock.

Yesterday the thought would have sickened her. Now it excited her.

She'd been licked and raped by too many animals today to still have any inhibitions about that beautiful hard pole of doggie cock.

Tonto was quick to sense her desire for his cock. His balls were hurting badly. He needed to fuck his prick up this kid's cunt, and soon. His cock throbbed with lust. His balls spasmed hard.

He stood up. He cocked his head at her, waiting for the final command.

He barked.

Dawn moaned.

Again, she tried to get the dog to see that her wrists were tightly tied behind the tree. She couldn't free herself. She couldn't get down on her tummy and lift her ass and let the dog fuck the living shit out of her horny cunt.

But how she wanted to.

How she wanted to feel that gigantic cock fucking in and out of her virgin pussy.

Dawn suddenly realized that she wanted to give her cherry to this incredibly handsome animal.

This beautiful young dog.

This massively giant German shepherd.

She had to get free.

Painfully, she started working her sore wrists against the tightly binding cord again.

She had to get free.

Something touched her wrists.

Dawn froze.

Her heart hammered hard.

"You'll hurt yourself, if you keep this up," a very gentle voice told her.

Dawn groaned.

Delicate hands began working the cord loose. When it was completely undone, Dawn's arms slipped from behind the tree and fell limply at her sides. Slowly, Dawn sank down the tree. She sat there, unable to move.

She saw a pair of legs move around in front of her.

She looked upward, up along those beautiful bare legs to a trim pair of hips clad in a tight pair of shorts. She looked upward to a set of lovely large tits straining tautly at the material of a tight halter top.

A very pretty young girl grinned down at her.

"Hello," the girl said. "I see you've met Tonto. And Jimmy."

CHAPTER FOUR

Dawn lifted her hands to her face and felt along the gagging band of cloth until she found the knot. With shaking fingers, she undid the knot. She pulled the soggy cloth from between her stretched lips and threw it aside.

With great effort, she yawned her aching mouth wider. She reached into her mouth with tender fingertips and slowly extracted the large stone from between her teeth.

The new girl was squatting down in front of Dawn, watching with a frown.

"Why, that fucking little bastard," the girl gasped when she saw the saliva-coated stone. "He learns another damned trick every day."

Dawn worked her mouth a bit to ease the ache. She looked at her wrists. They throbbed as the circulation flowed back through them, and her hands felt like two bloated balloons. Her wrists were red and raw and welted from her struggles to free them from the tight rope.

Dawn sighed, and let her hands fall to her lap. She looked at the new girl again.

The girl smiled. It was a pretty smile, a sexy smile, open and friendly and interested.

"My name's Susan," she said. "I'm Jimmy's sister."

Dawn nodded.

"And Tonto's girl friend," Dawn said. Dawn noted with great satisfaction the look of surprise that crossed Susan's pretty face.

"How'd you know that?" the new girl asked.

Dawn snorted and winced. The pain in her limbs was starting to get to her. She fought her way to her feet. Susan stood up with her, holding out her hands to help. Dawn ignored the girl's offer of support and leaned back against the tree.

"Look," Susan said after a moment of awkward silence. "You have every right in the world to be pissed off. But not at me. I didn't do anything to you. In fact, I'm the one who set you free, remember?"

Dawn swallowed with some difficulty. She was slowly regaining sensation in her hands.

"Yeah," she said at last. "I guess you're right."

Susan's lovely grin broadened.

"Sure, I'm right," Susan said with a quick laugh of delight. "I'm always right. That's why I'm always in such big trouble."

Dawn didn't understand. She reached out a hand and took hold of Susan's shoulder.

"Oh, here," Susan said, getting an arm around Dawn's slender waist, sliding Dawn's arm around her shoulder for more support. "Let's go back to my place. You could use a nice hot bath and a good massage."

Dawn was too exhausted to protest. Susan started walking her toward the woods. There was a narrow pathway, almost hidden in the thick underbrush. Susan and Dawn moved slowly along the path, toward the distant house.

Behind them, close at their heels, Tonto trotted merrily along. His cock, hard and huge, dangled freely from between his thighs. He couldn't have been happier. His young mistress was leading this new young cunt home. And home was where the best fucking was, he knew.

Behind the trio, back in the clearing, the three old goats slowly reappeared. They stretched their necks and sniffed the air. The heady fragrance of fresh young pussy juice filled the air. The three goats moved around the clearing, slightly confused at first. It didn't take them long to find the trail. They started off down the path, hot on the trail of Dawn's delicious young cunt.

***

The bathroom Susan led her into was like nothing Dawn had ever seen, or ever imagined. It had no toilets. It was a room for bathing. And for fucking.

The room was huge, well-lit, and filled with all kinds of strange equipment. In the center of the floor was a giant sunken pool, almost large enough to swim in. It was four feet deep, with a wide ledge all the way around where people could sit. The water was heated, and hidden machinery could make the water swirl rapidly.

Around the pool itself, odd pieces of apparatus filled the rest of the room.

"What is this place?" Dawn asked in awe.

Susan giggled.

"This is our family playroom, Dawn," she said.

Dawn had told the girl her name on the way back to the house. They'd slowly gotten a bit friendlier, until Dawn was feeling quite comfortable with Susan.

"Playroom?" Dawn said. "Looks more like a combination exercise spa and torture chamber."

"Exactly," Susan said mysteriously. "You'll love it."

Dawn shrugged.

"I don't know about that. What's that thing used for?" She pointed at a large mechanical bull. On the saddle was a fat horn of some sort. It was shaped like a man's cock. The sight of that huge thing made Dawn feel funny in her stomach. The sight made her clit burn.

"It's used for… exactly what you think it's used for honey," Susan said, giggling harder.

Dawn looked at her new girl friend.

"You mean, you get on that thing, and put it in… I mean," Dawn stammered, unable to say the words.

Susan laughed at the girl.

"Yes, silly. You get up on the saddle, and slide your pussy down over that cock. Then you turn on the machine. Oh, it's marvelous. It fills you up so full, and the bucking of the machine really makes you come and come and come. God, Dawn, it's absolutely wonderful."

Dawn nodded slowly, but she wasn't certain about how absolutely wonderful it would be to be fucked by that gigantic prong of fake cock.

She shivered.

Dawn was still a virgin. She might let a dog break her cherry for her, but not a mechanical bull. No fucking way.

She looked around the room again, taking in the wild array of equipment. There were items obviously designed for straight fucking, things that would lift a girl's ass high, arch her body backward so her pussy could really get a total fucking out. Other things didn't look so nice. And if that thing over in the far corner wasn't some kind of updated torture rack, then Dawn sure as hell couldn't imagine what else it could be.

But Susan was leading her to the pool.

"Never mind all that stuff for now, honey," she said, her voice soothing and calming. "You never have to try any of it, if you don't want to. Nobody's going to force you to do anything here. Just relax, and enjoy yourself. Right now, let's get you undressed and into the tub."

The tub? Well, if they wanted to call this small pool a tub, who was Dawn to argue the point? She stood still and let Susan strip her.

"Tell me about yourself, Susan," Dawn suggested.

Susan smiled her pretty smile again and began tugging Dawn's blouse down her arms. Dawn helped by lifting her hands. Susan slipped the blouse from the other girl's wrists and hands, and placed it neatly on a small low table near the side of the tub.

"OK," Susan said happily. She was obviously delighted to have Dawn in the house. "Let's see, now. Let's turn around here so I can unhook your bra."

Dawn turned obediently. She felt Susan's delicate fingers touch the hook in the center of the strap across her back. It came free, and the big cups of her bra slipped down off the gentle slopes of her large tits. Susan took the limp bra from her, folded it and placed on the table with her blouse.

"Turn around. Let me see you," Susan said.

Dawn turned, leaving her arms at her sides. She'd never posed for anyone before, let alone another girl. But she felt very much at ease with Susan. She didn't even blush as Susan's eyebrows went high.

"Wow!" the girl exclaimed in delight. "Your tits are fantastic, Dawn. How nice and big and round they are. And your nipples. I could just suck those sweet nipples all day, I bet."

Dawn gulped. She was startled by the girl's casual statement. Susan was gay?

Oh, my God, Dawn suddenly thought, what am I getting myself into? First goats, then a dog, and now a lesbian? Oh, Jesus.

Susan grinned, reading Dawn's thoughts. "I'm bi, not gay. I like men and women. I like everything," she said.

"Oh."

"Don't worry, honey," Susan said, soothing the girl's feelings. "Like I said, nobody's going to make you do anything you don't want to do. Not here."

"What about your brother?" Dawn said firmly.

"Jimmy? Oh, he's just a kid. He doesn't have a lot of sense. If you'd been a different kind of girl, he could have gotten into a world of real shit, tying you up like that. But he's basically a good kid. Just needs some discipline, that's all."

"I'll say," Dawn agreed heartily.

Susan grinned harder.

"Well, if you want to teach that little bastard a lesson, I'll help you."

"Maybe I will."

Susan reached out and undid the soft cloth belt around Dawn's waist. Her skirt slipped down to the slight flare of her hips as the belt came free. Susan unzipped the side of the skirt, and let it drop to Dawn's feet. Dawn casually stepped out of the loose pile of material.

"How'd your panties get ripped like that?" Susan asked, seeing the shredded mess for the first time.

"Goats."

Susan was stunned. The look on her face made Dawn burst out laughing.

"Goats?"

"Three of them. They licked me and sucked me and made me come, the fucking animals."

Both girls giggled for a moment.

"Well," Susan said finally. "I can see you'll fit in just fine here."

Dawn sighed, took a deep deep breath, held it. She let the air out of her lungs slowly, relaxing completely. She trusted Susan. And she looked forward to whatever little tricks they could play on Jimmy.

"Let's get you in the tub, honey," Susan said. She knelt in front of the girl, and made quick work of stripping the torn panties down Dawn's long legs. Dawn stood there, naked.

"I forgot my shoes and socks. They're back in the woods. And my library book."

"We'll get them later. Bath first."

"OK."

Dawn turned and stepped down into the warm water. She put her other foot into the water, and sat down on the ledge surrounding the pool. The water felt wonderful against her skin. She wanted to sink down into the deeper water and just rest there forever.

"I'll turn on the whirlpool," Susan said behind her. A few seconds later, the warm water started swirling slowly around Dawn's bare legs. Within a minute, it was roiling hard against her.

"Get in, honey," Susan said, touching Dawn's bare shoulder.

Dawn glanced behind her at the girl. Susan was standing there, bending down over her. She was naked.

Dawn slid into the four feet of water. Her nipples rested on the bubbling surface. She turned and watched as Susan squatted down and slipped fully into the tub too. Susan walked over to Dawn.

Dawn expected the older girl to hug her. She knew she wouldn't have pulled away. But Susan just stood there, looking into Dawn's pretty eyes.

"Are you a virgin?" Susan asked.

"Uh, yes," Dawn admitted. She swished her hands and arms through the water, and sank her body lower, deeper, until only her head was above the surface. The warmth filled her whole body. Her long blonde hair floated around her head and face.

"Do you want Tonto to fuck you?" Susan asked.

Dawn hesitated a moment. This wasn't something she could just spout out. She gulped, then slowly nodded.

"Oh, good," Susan said, delighted. "I was a virgin the first time Tonto fucked me. You'll love it. He's very good at fucking girls. He's better than very good. You'll just love it."

"I… I hope so," Dawn stammered quietly. She turned and dove forward into the water. She swam to the far edge of the tub, then turned and swam back.

Tonto was sitting on the edge of the tub, watching her, his tail swishing back and forth rapidly. When Dawn looked at him, his front legs began dancing on the tile around the tub. He stood up, and his huge doggie cock dangled from the thick furry sheath between the animal's powerful thighs.

Dawn stopped swimming. She stood up in the water. She stared at Tonto. Her heart began pounding harder. Her tits rose and fell rapidly.

"You want him now?" Susan whispered, close to Dawn's ear.

Dawn could only nod her head slightly.

Tonto could sense the excitement that coursed through the bodies of the two naked teenagers in the tub.

He knew what was coming.

He was eager, ready, waiting.

Susan took Dawn's upper arm and walked her toward the edge of the pool, toward Tonto.

"Oh, God," Dawn whispered, her voice holding a hint of fear.

"Don't be afraid, honey," Susan whispered. "I've been through this a hundred times or more. You'll love it. Just let Tonto do his thing, baby, and everything will be wonderful for you."

Dawn didn't respond. Her eyes were wide, locked on the wicked red tip of the fat prong of prick-meat that stuck out from under Tonto's belly.

His cock looked gigantic. Bigger than anything she could possibly take inside her tight virgin cunt.

Susan felt the girl holding back. She pushed Dawn forward. Dawn let herself be led to the side of the tub.

"Hi, Tonto, boy," Susan whispered to the huge German shepherd.

Tonto pranced and danced merrily, thrust his head forward so that his mistress could scratch his long snout. The dog sneezed gratefully, then backed away as Susan helped Dawn out of the tub.

"Don't worry, Dawn. I'll show you just what to do."

Dawn was in a daze. She couldn't think. She didn't want to think. She just wanted to feel a huge cock inside her tight young virgin cunt, ripping away her cherry, making her a woman at last.

Tonto's cock.

A dog's cock.

She wanted to be fucked by a dog. She wanted to lose her cherry to a dog.

She felt herself moving beside Susan. She felt herself walking slowly toward one of the strange pieces of furniture in the large room.

"Lay down, honey," Susan said softly in Dawn's ear.

Dawn crawled up onto the odd-looking platform. Her body was wet from the pool. She was naked. Even so, the room was pleasantly warm.

"Over this?" Dawn asked.

"That's right, honey," Susan said, helping the girl to climb onto the padded bar.

Dawn was surprised at the comfort of her position. She was bent over the leather-padded bar at the waist, her head down near the flooring of the platform. She could see her bare legs and feet on the other side of the bar.

"Here, Dawn," Susan said. The girl took Dawn's ankle in her hand, and drew her leg to the side. She helped Dawn place her foot in a loose stirrup. Dawn wasn't bound in place, but the loop of soft leather gave her something to pull against, something to help hold her legs wide apart without straining her thighs or back.

Dawn found the other leather loop herself, and she slipped her delicate foot into it. She twisted her ankle slightly so the leather band shifted up higher.

Now the lovely girl was bent over the bar, her legs spread wide. She found two more leather straps attached to the flooring in front of her. These were for her hands. She stretched but and slipped her wrists through the loops, and gripped the pliant leather tightly in her fists.

"Well, you certainly seem ready, Dawn," Susan said lightly. She took a brief moment to touch Dawn's bare back. The girl's spine was stretched full length, and the skin of her back was pulled taut by her bent-over position.

Dawn let the girl pet her back and ass cheeks for a moment, learning to enjoy the touch of another girl. She did enjoy it. She wondered what it would be like to make love to another woman, and she knew vaguely that she and Susan would eventually try some sucking and fucking.

As Susan stroked her bare taut ass cheeks, Dawn began feeling warmer and warmer. She felt her body responding. Her belly tightened against the bar. Her legs began twitching slightly. Her pussy hole began dripping, getting ready for the massive cock of the huge German shepherd.

"Ready, honey?" Susan asked. Her warm palm rested firmly against Dawn's ass, her long slim fingers curled around the ball of muscle and pressed lightly down into the deep crack between Dawn's ass cheeks.

"Yes," Dawn said.

Looking between her spread legs, Dawn could see Susan step down off the platform. Susan lifted a padded box from the floor, and placed it on the platform, directly between Dawn's widespread legs. Then she patted it, and called for the dog.

"Here, fella. Here, Tonto. Pussy, pussy, pussy. Come on, big boy. Thataboy," she laughed as Tonto leaped up onto the platform, his tail swishing back and forth rapidly. "She's all yours, doggie."

Susan walked over to a comfortable couch and lay down on it. She lifted one leg up over the back, and let the other leg trail off onto the floor. She shifted until she was perfectly comfortable, then dropped one hand down between her thighs and cupped her own moist pussy mound. Her other hand gently cupped the underside of her tit and began slowly kneading the meaty mound. Her nipple sprang to life, tingling with pleasure as Susan watched Tonto nudging his nose into the tight deep crack of Dawn's wiggling ass.

Dawn couldn't keep still. Her bare ass wagged as wildly as Tonto's tail. Every nerve in her body was alive, on fire. Her tits jiggled, and her nipples itched. Her tummy was hard and tensed against the padded bar. Her thighs tightened. Her cunt hole oozed her fresh creamy fuck juice.

Tonto butted his nose into the girl's ass, then slurped his long thick wet tongue out, driving it against Dawn's precious cunt mound. The wide wet tongue slapped into her pussy and sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body.

Tonto licked the warm down-covered mound of Dawn's virgin cunt. He twisted his huge head, pushed his snout hard into the firm smooth lips of her cunt. He snorted loudly against her cunt. Then he slopped his tongue between her cunt lips, and fucked his tongue inside her pussy tube. The rough tongue rubbed over Dawn's sensitive clit, making it bloat up hard and hot. She began trembling all over. In the already-warm room, she began sweating. She found it hard to breathe in her upside-down position. She began panting. She licked her lips over and over.

"Fuck me, damn you," she whispered urgently.

She felt like a slow flame was burning beneath her, slowly roasting her. The salty sweat began pouring from her skin, basting her flesh in the heat of her rising lust.

"Oh, doggie," she whispered to the animal. "Please do it to me. Do it now, baby. Get on top of me, and stick that big prick of yours into my pussy."

Tonto had the same idea.

He nuzzled the girl's bare pussy with the tip of his nose, grinding his snout into her wet warm pussy. His tongue lashed her cunt hole, fucked deep, slurped out the fresh young fuck fluids that flooded her tight virgin cunt channel.

Then he pulled his head back. His snout was smeared with the young girl's fuck juices. He leaped up onto the padded box and jumped his forelegs up onto Dawn's bare back. She took the heavy weight with a soft grunt.

"Oh, doggie. Please be careful of my pussy. I'm a virgin. Don't hurt me too bad. But hurry up and fuck me, will you?" Dawn gasped and whimpered through gritted teeth.

She was frightened and excited at the same time. Frightened that the big dog's immense prick would really split her open, ruin her as a woman for life; excited that her first real fuck was taking place with a giant handsome dog, in front of a beautiful young girl.

Susan watched, toying with her own clit. Her finger touched and stroked and rubbed her hard little clitty faster and faster as Tonto did his work. Her hand at her tit was pulling and pinching her nipple, stretching it far out from the lust plump globe of her tit. She felt the rising warmth in her belly. She parted her lips and began panting lightly, quietly as she watched Tonto fuck Dawn's virgin cunt.

Tonto kneaded Dawn's taut back muscles with his feet and claws, getting his body balanced on top of her.

"Fuck me, honey," Dawn said quietly. "Please, doggie. Hurry up and stick your prick inside me. I need to feel it. Oh, honey, fuck my pussy."

Dawn was hanging over the leather-padded bar, gripping the leather straps tightly. Her long legs trembled. Her ankles pulled at the leather bands. She tensed, tightened every muscle in her young body, getting ready to feel the first hard deep thrust of the animal's magnificent prick.

"Hurry, doggie. Hurry."

Her ass wagged and jerked as she thrust her body back and forth on the bar. She needed cock badly now. Her brain was fogged and flooded with desire. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, trying to gulp down the prick that wasn't there yet. Her belly spasmed hard. Her head lashed from side to side, dragging her long blonde hair back and forth across the carpet of the platform.

"Fuck me, you bastard doggie," she commanded.

Tonto danced his front legs on the girl's bare back. She whined at the sharp pains as the dog's giant claws scratched over her soft sweaty skin.

"Now, damn you!"

Tonto pushed his ass forward. The tip of his massive red prong of doggie cock-meat bumped into Dawn's pussy, and the girl gagged on her pleasure.

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped, gulping in little swallows.

Tonto's cock stiffened almost to the limit. He butted the head of his pointed prick against the girl's downy cunt mound. He wiggled his ass, and his cock jerked back and forth across her sensitive cunt lips. At last, the head of his cock pressed between Dawn's pussy lips.

"Ooooo, yeah. Fuck it into my belly, you great big dog," Dawn growled.

She jerked her belly against the bar, worked her cunt lips open around the fat head of the dog's prick. She pushed her cunt back as far as she could and felt the dog's thick prick fuck a little farther into her pussy hole.

Then something pinched, and sent a very sharp pain deep into her guts.

"Oh, my God," Dawn whimpered in frustration. She could feel the dog's cock pushing against the thin little skin of her cherry. It hurt like hell. The pain was tiny, but very sharp, as though she was being stabbed down there with a hot needle.

Dawn gritted her teeth harder and shut her pretty blue eyes tight.

"Do it, damn you to fucking hell. Fuck your prick into my cunt, dog!" Dawn demanded.

Tonto fucked his prick deeper into the kid's tight cunt slit. He felt the slight resistance of her cherry. He remembered the same kind of sensation when he had fucked his cock into Susan's virginal pussy. His cock went harder. His gave a sudden hard jerk of his strong thighs, and his prick burst through Dawn's virgin cunt, driving the tiny bit of cherry flesh into her right fuck-hole.

Dawn's body arched hard and taut. Her head came up. Her mouth flew wide open. A terrible shriek of agony wailed from the stretched young throat.

Then the pain was fading quickly. Tonto's gigantic doggie prick sank smoothly into Dawn's cunt sliding all the way into her belly through the tight cream-filled tube of her virgin pussy.

The cock filled her belly, her tight tummy expanded slightly with the huge size of the animal's fat prick.

"Ohhhh," the young teen moaned, long and loud, the cry of pleasure escaping from her throat as she lowered her head back down toward the floor of the platform. "Ohhhh, that feels sooo good, doggie."

Her thighs quivered as her legs tried to clamp down tightly around the dog's cock. But the leather straps kept her legs apart. Her hands gripped the leather loops in front of her so tightly that her knuckles were white. Sweat popped out all over her naked body.

Her tight cunt tube quickly adjusted to the filling rod of doggie cock. Her clit pressed firmly against the animal's cock. Dawn could even feel the massive black sac of Tonto's hard balls mashed into he wet drooling pussy mound.

She gulped over and over, panting hard between gulps.

Her nipples were tight and hard and swollen huge. They itched badly, longed to be pulled and pinched. Her guts churned with lust. Her cunt walls spasmed around Tonto's hard hot prick, squeezing the fat cock firmly.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," the young teenager grunted again and again, her voice barely audible. Her head bobbed and swayed limply from her shoulders, her hair swished back and forth on the floor. Her eyes drooped partly closed, but she could see from her upside-down position the thick furry thighs of her lover, his huge black balls rammed firmly into her cunt lips. She could see how her cunt lips were split wide open around the base of the animal's thick prick. She could see her own creamy fuck fluids rolling slowly down the base of Tonto's cock and wetting the black fur of his thick cock-sheath.

She moaned in lusty pleasure as she watched Tonto start to withdraw his cock from her split cunt.

She felt his prick deep inside her cunt. She felt the sliding cock pulling out of her pussy, rubbing slowly over her swollen sensitive clitty. The sensation was overpowering. Dawn groaned loudly.

The dog's cock pulled out of her cunt very slowly. Tonto had been well-trained – go slowly when fucking a human girl. He knew exactly what he was doing to her. His huge prick slid out of her tight pussy tube, until only the fat pointed head of his cock was still inside her.

Dawn could see her cunt lips kissing the thick red prick-meat. Tonto's cock looked almost like a fat carrot stuffed between her pussy lips. Her cunt was wet with fuck fluid, and Tonto's cock glistened with her gooey pussy cream.

"Oh, honey," the girl whispered weakly, watching closely as Tonto started fucking his prick back up into her pussy.

Her pussy lips parted wider as the thick cock fucked back into her. She gasped as his prick filled her. She felt like his cock was going to jab into the back of her throat or pop out her mouth. His prick was so long and thick. She felt like someone was shoving his fist and arm all the way up into her hot virgin cunt.

She felt the head of Tonto's prick bang against the end of her cunt, then pop through into her womb. She felt the tissue of her womb stretched as the dog's long cock kept fucking deeper and deeper into her hard young cunt.

"Ohhhhh, doggie. You're so fucking huge. Ohhhh, I can feel your cock so deep inside me. It feels so good, baby. Yes. Fuck me good and hard. Fuck me slow, honey," Dawn moaned and whispered urgently, her mind filled with foggy lust.

Tonto fucked his prick all the way into her pussy hole, then slowly pulled out again. His cock glistened with the girl's creamy fuck juices. As his prick got wetter and wetter, his cock fucked in and out of her belly faster and faster. His prick rode harder and harder over the girl's button.

Dawn was being driven crazy with lust and rising pleasure. Her clit was a tiny point of fire that burned hot pleasure deep into her loins. Her belly was hard with spasms of lust. Her tits jumped and jerked as her whole body bucked.

Tonto began fucking the girl's cunt hard and fast, fucking his long thick prick in and out of her cunt slit in rapid doggie thrusts. His forepaws danced on Dawn's firm bare back, slipping and sliding in the salty sweat that gushed from her skin, scratching long red welts into her flesh.

Dawn moaned, feeling the heavy doggie weight on her back.

Tonto's balls were drenched with Dawn's hot juices. The furry sheath of his prick was soaked, matted. His balls mashed into her drooling cunt lips again and again, parting them further around the base of his punishing prong of cock-meat.

He fucked her hard. He yawned and panted rapidly as he fucked her. Doggie drool spilled from his lips and fell in long thick strands onto the girl's back, mixing with her slippery sweat.

His loins pumped hard and fast against her ass and thighs. His cock fucked wildly in and out of her wet young virginal pussy.

Dawn was gasping loudly, her whole body on fire with need and lust and pleasure. Her muscles spasmed continually, fighting the strain of her bent-over position, fighting the need to clamp her thighs around the dog's body and hug him to her and fuck his prick in and out of her clutching cunt hole.

"Oh, God," Dawn cried, "Oh, Jesus. Fuck me, doggie. Fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. Oh, yeah. Fuck me forever."

Dawn was going mad with her lust. She felt like she was nothing but a huge sucking cunt and two flopping tits. Every nerve was stretched taut, tingling, burning.

"Ohhhhh, do it, do it, do it," she groaned.

Tonto hunched over the girl's bare ass cheeks and fucked her wildly. His balls felt heavier than ever, felt full of lead. His ass jammed forward in rapid bursts. His cock fucked deep into her cunt, pulled out, sucking loudly and wetly. His prick fucked back into the virgin teen's tight wet pussy hole. His prick slipped back out, sliding smoothly, hotly over her burning clit.

Dawn bucked hard over the bar. Her ass wiggled madly against the dog's big balls and furry thighs. She was completely mad with her lust.

"Fuck me, damn you. Fuck me as hard as you can, you fucking bastard doggie. Fuck me, fuck me," she growled through tightly gritted grinding teeth.

She watched as her cunt split again. The dog's cock fucked into her pussy, spreading her pussy lips wide. Fuck juices squirted out around the base of his prick, spattering the dog's black fur with white fuck cream, splashing against the black sac of balls.

She grunted and groaned as she felt her pleasure rising up higher and higher. It was close, now. She could feel it coming. Her body tensed hard. Her belly tightened against the leather bar. Her tits seemed to bloat into huge heavy balloons. Her nipples sizzled with itchy fire.

Tonto pulled his prick all the way back, only the pointed red head of his cock still between Dawn's soft pussy lips. His balls gave a violent spasm. He threw his head back, his mouth wide open. And he fucked his prick, in one long smooth motion, all the way into Dawn's guts.

And Dawn felt the final lifting. She rose up high on the first hard wave of her first fucking-induced come.

Tonto's balls squeezed hard, and he jammed his furry thighs against Dawn's ass. His balls blasted hot thick gouts of doggie come deep into Dawn's womb, flooding her cunt full.

Dawn's cunt walls spasmed tightly around the dog's cock. Her body arched and bucked wildly, uncontrollably. She yanked at the leather bands, pulled and tugged hard with her legs. Her belly slammed up and down against the bar. Her cunt gushed hot creamy virgin come.

"Oh, uh, oh, Jesus," the girl grunted weakly, her head flopping wildly.

Her body bucked and jumped at the bar. Her mind exploded with pleasure. Her body shuddered and jerked over the padded bar, sliding from side to side or leaping off the bar only to slam back down against it.

Her cunt clutched hard at the doggie cock within. She gushed her gooey come against the cunt-filling cylinder of prick-meat. Her body thrashed madly in the lusty throes of her violent climax.

"God, God, oh Jesus, oh, oh," she gasped with each buck and thrust and jerk of her ass.

Tonto's balls ground tight against her gushing pussy lips. They smeared the girl's fuck juices all over her cunt and jerking thighs. On her bare wet back, his paws gouged deep red welts into her glistening skin.

Dawn's nipples felt like they were about to burst open with pleasure.

Her big tits jumped and bounced as her body bucked.

Her belly ground hard against the bar.

Her thighs clenched and tightened, jumped and spasmed.

Her clit burned and gushed and itched and tormented the young girl with overpowering pleasure.

Her cunt spewed thick gouts of creamy virgin come.

Tonto's prick was jammed tight and deep in her cunt. Her cunt walls squeezed the long thick prong of doggie cock hard, forcing every drop of Tonto's hot come from his balls.

The dog suddenly howled, then yanked his hard long prick out of Dawn's spasming pussy slit. He leaped away from her, dripping come across the floor as he went.

Dawn was still coming.

She jerked violently, held on to the leather bands tightly, and felt her cunt blasting come like water from a hose.

She felt her own hot come, mixed with Tonto's thick gouts of doggie come, running down her thighs.

Her body bucked against the bar, jumping up, slamming down. She pulled her head up. She was panting violently, sweat gushing from every inch of her wet skin.

She grunted, cried out.

"Oh Jesus, Jesus, my cunt. My cunt. Oh, my fucking cunt!" she screamed.

Susan leaped off the couch and rushed up onto the platform behind Dawn.

She dropped instantly to her knees and drove her face against the gushing wet mound of the other girl's pussy.

"Oh, God, yes!" Dawn shouted, feeling Susan's mouth at her flooding pussy lips.

Susan thrust out her tongue and fucked deep into the girl's sizzling hot cunt channel. She scooped her tongue around and sucked out the thick gooey cream of Dawn's come, of Tonto's come.

She swallowed it down.

She pushed her face back into the wet creamy nest of Dawn's pussy. Her tongue lashed the kid's clit, bringing her even higher. Dawn felt her second violent climax rise up high and crash down over her.

Her whole body went into another bout of hard bucking.

Susan wrapped her arms around Dawn's wet thighs, and held on tightly. Her fingers clawed at Dawn's hard spasming belly.

"My tits," Dawn cried. "Oh, please. My nipples."

Susan pulled her arms from the girl's legs, and reached up between them. She cupped Dawn's wet bouncing tits in her hands, found the hard pulsing nipples. She worked the sensitive nubs between her fingers and thumbs, and then suddenly squeezed hard, twisted, rolled and rubbed the rigid buds of her nips painfully.

Dawn groaned, went limp with pleasure. But her body jerked her violently against the bar. She ground her cunt back hard against Susan's sucking lips.

Susan clawed at Dawn's tits and nipples. She sucked at the girl's flowing cunt, sucking the fuck juices from Dawn's pussy slit as quickly as she could, gulping the delicious sweet fuck fluid down.

She tongued the girl's hot little clit, swirled her tongue around the little button, sucked it between her lovely teeth and nipped and gnawed delicately. Susan was driving Dawn berserk with lust and pure mad pleasure. She'd never felt anything so intense, so overpowering, so satisfying.

Dawn humped Susan's face even as her violent bucking climax slowly faded.

She began fucking Susan's lips slower and slower.

She sighed deeply, and her body slowly went limp over the leather-padded bar.

She hung there, totally exhausted, but still moving her cunt lips gently against Susan's kissing loving sucking lips.

Susan began purring as she lapped and licked and gently nuzzled the girl's drenched pussy. Susan scooped thick creamy come from the girl's tight cunt slit. She nosed the crease open, and let the come drop slowly onto her tongue. She swallowed it. She sighed and began slowly cleaning Dawn's pussy of fuck cream.

Susan's hands gently cupped the younger girl's big tits. She felt Dawn's nipples very slowly soften against her palms. She squeezed the girl's lush tits lovingly, then let go. She brought her hands to Dawn's wet thighs, and she let her fingers rove lightly up and down the backs of the girl's long legs.

Dawn sighed heavily.

Dawn slipped her wrists from the leather bands. She pushed her upper body upward and stretched.

"Oh, God, do I feel great," Dawn said quietly.

Susan gave Dawn's pussy a final little kiss, then sat back on the box.

"You taste great, too," she said.

"My legs are like limp rags, Susan. Help me out of these stirrups, will you."

"Sure, honey."

Susan slipped the loops from Dawn's bare feet. She helped the girl straighten up, then step back away from the bar.

Susan hugged Dawn tightly. She pulled Dawn to her and kissed her lightly on her forehead.

Dawn took the initiative and pressed her own lips up against Susan's mouth. The older girl thrust her tongue against Dawn's lips, forcing them apart. Her tongue pushed deep into Dawn's hot little mouth, darting everywhere, exploring the delicious virgin mouth.

Finally, the two naked girls broke their loving kiss.

"Better get back in the tub, honey."

Dawn nodded. She let Susan lead her back into the water.

Tonto was resting contentedly at the edge of the pool, his big handsome head resting on his forelegs, his deep dark eyes watching the two young girls.

"Jesus, that dog is something, isn't he?" Dawn said to Susan in awe.

"He's the best there is, baby," Susan told her.

Tonto lifted his head and yawned.

CHAPTER FIVE

The swirling rush of water was warm and pleasant around Dawn's exhausted body.

She sighed in pleasure and let her legs float loosely in the water. Her cunt still oozed a little come, but the flowing water washed it away from her tingling young pussy.

"Oh, Jesus," she whispered, leaning back against the side of the giant tub and closing her eyes for a minute. "That was absolutely fabulous."

"Tonto is something else, all right," Susan said. Something in the older girl's voice made Dawn turn her head and look at her. Susan was staring openly, longingly at Dawn's big well-rounded tits.

"Well," Dawn whispered, a slight smile curling her lips, "you were pretty damned good, yourself, Susan."

Susan grinned.

"Thank you. I think we have a lot of potential, you and me."

Dawn sucked on her lower lip, then nodded.

"Maybe we do," Dawn admitted.

Dawn reached out and slipped both arms around Susan's shoulders. Susan went into those arms quickly, and the two young girls hugged each other tightly.

They sought and found each other's lips, and they kissed long and hard, their tongues stroking and sucking and teasing each other's.

Large bare tits mashed firmly against large tits, nipples expanded against firm nipples. Susan thrust her pussy forward and ground her cunt and thighs against Dawn's thrusting pussy mound.

Dawn lifted both legs and wrapped them tightly around Susan's ass, hugging the girl's humping cunt to her crotch. The two beautiful young girls hugged and kissed and clung to each other in the warm whirlpool of the water.

Susan broke the loving kiss. She whispered into Dawn's ear, "I'm so horny, baby. Help me, will you? Put your hand on my pussy, honey. Make me come in your hand. Please?"

Susan sounded so horny that it nearly broke Dawn's heart. She unlocked one arm from around the older girl's slender neck and pushed it down between their naked wet bodies.

Susan moved her long strong legs wide apart. She moaned quietly as she felt Dawn's hand softly cupping her cunt.

She squatted down a bit, giving the younger girl a bit more room between her spread legs. Dawn clung to Susan's body and began kissing her cheeks and lips again. She slowly and lovingly stroked the silky wet blonde hair that covered Susan's pliant pussy mound.

Susan didn't have very much cunt hair. The strands were fairly short and very curly in the warm water. They were curled tightly against her pussy lips. Dawn toyed with the sleek strands, twisting them around her fingers and tugging lightly, teasing Susan's cunt until Susan was writhing in her arms, pushing her pussy against her hand.

Dawn parted the girl's cunt lips with her fingers, and thrust one finger deep up inside her pussy slit. Dawn could feel the heat, the slippery wetness of that tight cunt channel.

Susan was moaning and purring against Dawn's shoulder and throat, nuzzling her warm wet lips against the pulse point just below her ear.

Dawn found the other girl's hardened little clitty and began stroking. She rubbed the firm nubbin with her fingertip, rolling the fleshy lump and pushing. Then Dawn caught Susan's clit between her thumb and finger and pinched lightly, sending a shiver of pleasurable pain through Susan's cunt. Susan began undulating her hips, moving them back and forth against Dawn's probing hand.

"Oh, yes, honey," Susan purred, her face buried against Dawn's throat. "Oh, make me come. Yes, yes. That feels so nice, honey. You do that so good. Oooo, that hurts just a little. Mmmm, yeah. Yeah, pull it like that. Oh."

Susan was drifting in a haze of lust. Her pussy was drooling. Her ass tightened as she pushed her cunt mound firmly against Dawn's cupping loving hand.

Dawn's fingertip rubbed the hard button of Susan's hot little clitty. She stroked her finger along Susan's whole pussy slit, running the edge of her finger from the deepest part of Susan's tight young cunt hole, all the way up along the inner folds to the fleshy nub of her clit.

Susan panted.

"Ah, ah, ah, oh yeah. Oooo, baby, you know just what to do to a girl, don't you? Ahhh," Susan groaned in deep pleasure.

Susan clung to Dawn's naked body in the water. She slowly humped her hips back and forth, pumping her pussy on the delightful finger inside her cunt.

Dawn unwrapped her legs from around Susan's body, and pressed her feet against the floor of the tub. She slowly forced Susan to turn around, so her back was against Dawn's tits. Then Dawn reached down and lifted the older girl's legs and ass, until Susan was floating on her back on the surface of the pool.

Susan held onto Dawn's waist with one arm. She let her beautiful legs drift apart.

Dawn placed her palm fully over Susan's cunt. She curled her fingers and inserted one between the girl's pussy lips again, seeking and quickly finding her rigid clitty.

As she toyed with Susan's cunt, Dawn bent down over the girl's big round tits. She kissed the firm mound of Susan's left tit and sucked the soft nipple into her mouth. Dawn licked and tongued and sucked the dark flesh of Susan's tender nipple. She felt the sensitive nip harden and grow larger in her mouth. With her teeth, she rolled the nipple, twisted it, pulled at it. Susan's nipple grew even harder between her lips, and Dawn began sucking like a newborn baby.

Susan arched her back and thrust her nipple deeper into Dawn's mouth. Dawn let her do it, opened her mouth wider, and began gnawing delicately on the firm flesh of the whole tit.

Susan's lovely blonde hair, only slightly shorter than Dawn's, flowed and floated around her head in the water.

Dawn worked the girl's clit hard, frictioned it firmly. She rubbed and rolled the lovely little clit with her fingers, then clawed lightly with her fingernails.

Susan began humping Dawn's hand again, pushing her hips up and down on the surface of the warm swirling water.

"Oh, God. Suck my nipple, baby. Oooo, Jesus. Finger my cunt harder. Oh, yeah. That's just right. Don't stop. Don't stop doing that. Oooo, fuck, that's so good."

Dawn nibbled Susan's delicious nipple. She sucked very hard, pulling Susan's nip far away from the meaty globe of the girl's tit.

Her hand worked Susan's clit into a frenzy of lust. Dawn's frictioning fingertip made Susan's clit burn. Dawn rubbed hard, making the little nub of sensitive flesh ache for release.

"Oh, God, here it comes!" Susan gasped.

Susan gulped hard once, and suddenly her body arched upward, driving her cunt and thighs high. Her face went down, under the water. She closed her eyes tight and held her breath. She humped Dawn's hand violently, splattering her come juice all over the girl's fingers and palm.

Dawn kept rubbing Susan's clit, smearing the gooey fuck cream all along the lovely slit of her cunt. She frictioned the hot little button of flesh all the time Susan pumped and humped the air, the water, and Dawn's hand.

The water splashed as Susan bucked, her legs spasming and thrashing wildly. Her face stayed under the water as she came harder and harder, bucking and jerking on the swirling surface more and more violently.

Dawn scooped one arm under Susan's head and hauled it up out of the water. Gasping and sputtering, Susan opened her mouth wide and sucked in a giant lungful of air.

She arched again, forcing Dawn to let her head go back under the water. Her body twisted and bucked in a frantic animal lust as she came, spewing hot gouts of fuck cream into the water between her thrashing thighs.

Dawn kept her lips plastered over the girl's big tit. She gnawed the swollen nipple hard, chewing with her sharp teeth. The slight pain sent jolt after jolt of electric pleasure deep into Susan's lush mound of tit-flesh.

Dawn's fingernail clawed Susan's clit. The scratching nail drove the girl into a second hard climax. Her body bent backward at an incredible angle, and her legs jerked high out of the water, slamming back down with terrific power, splashing the water up over the edge of the tub.

She heaved and rolled and thrashed madly, like a small dolphin in agony. She bucked her cunt upward against Dawn's hand and arm and suddenly threw one ankle over the other, clamping her thighs tightly together and capturing Dawn's wrist between them.

Dawn poked and prodded and pushed and pinched the girl's clit. She clawed at Susan's whole cunt mound, spreading the pussy lips wide and fucking her fingers down along the entire length of Susan's gushing cunt.

Susan screamed below the surface, and a mass of bubbles burst from her lips.

Dawn quickly hauled her head up out of the water, and Susan gulped air, gasping and panting and sputtering.

"Oh, God," she managed to cry. "Oh, God, it's so good. Oh, Jesus."

She threw her free arm around Dawn's waist. She held on tightly, twisted awkwardly in the warm gushing water, and pumped the final spasms of her hard climax against Dawn's captured hand.

Dawn had pulled her mouth from Susan's delicious tit when she hauled her face above the water. Now she stood still, holding the girl tightly, letting the last throes of Susan's violent climax fade slowly away.

The water rushed around them both.

Susan slowly relaxed her grip on Dawn's waist, and her legs slipped open, releasing Dawn's hand.

Susan let her legs sink back to the floor of the big tub, and she rested there, clinging limply to Dawn's trim body.

Dawn glanced toward Tonto.

The dog was sitting up, eyes watching her, very alert. His tongue was lolling out the side of his mouth. His whole body was tense and ready.

Dawn smiled at the huge black dog.

She was certain that his cock was stiff, pulsing eagerly, ready to shove into her cunt or asshole again, and fuck her silly.

Susan stirred against her.

She looked down and petted the girl's wet hair out of her face. Susan looked up into Dawn's eyes.

"Thanks," she said weakly.

She slowly dragged herself to her feet, and stood beside Dawn.

"You have the most fabulous hands I've ever felt," Susan said.

Dawn smiled. Everything she'd just done for Susan had been purely instinctive. She'd never even dreamed of doing such a thing before. But when it had started, she had felt as though she'd always known what to do.

It gave her great pleasure to please another girl.

It gave her great pleasure to be fucked by a dog.

Was she crazy? She smiled as she totally dismissed the idea. No, she wasn't crazy. She was just growing up. And enjoying the fucking hell out of it, too.

"Well, let's get showered off, shall we?" Susan said.

"Sure," Dawn agreed. "Then maybe you can tell me what some of this other stuff is for." She indicated the rest of the odd equipment in the large tub-room.

"Oh, you'll love some of these things, honey," Susan told her.

"Only some?"

Susan laughed lightly.

"Yeah, only some. That piece over there, for instance, you won't like at all. I can't recommend it at all."

"The rack? Is that what it really is?"

"Yes. And believe me, it really works."

"You've been on it?"

"Oh, yes," Susan admitted as she helped Dawn climb from the pool. The two naked girls walked toward the shower room. They passed near the instrument they were discussing. Dawn paused and looked at it curiously.

"And yes," Susan added, "it really hurts like hell."

Dawn winced as she reached out and lightly touched the side of the huge machine. It looked old, and heavy, and meant for real work.

"But don't worry," Susan said, taking Dawn's hand and pulling her toward the showers. "Like I told you before, you don't have to do anything here that you don't want to do."

"You wanted to be put on that rack?" Dawn asked, eyes wide.

"Um, not exactly. It's part of the game. I want to play the game, and that's part of it. Makes everything a bit more exciting, really."

"Oh," Dawn said, not understanding.

Susan took her into the shower room, and turned on two of the showers. The girls soaped themselves thoroughly and rinsed down in the blasting spray of hot water.

As they dried themselves off with huge fluffy towels, Susan gave a loud sigh.

"I guess I might as well explain," Susan said. "My brother Jimmy and I live here with our father. Our mother split on us about five years ago. Tough shit on her, too, because just after she gave up the ship, my dad struck it rich. She tried to come back to us about two years ago, after she found out we were so fucking well off, but we didn't want any part of her by then."

Susan squatted and rubbed the big towel between her thighs.

"Anyway, when my mom split, my dad got really depressed. He got to drinking pretty bad. This was before he struck it rich. He would come home, bashed out of his mind, very late at night. He'd be horny as hell."

Susan wiped the towel across her tits, lifting them one at a time to dry the slight fold beneath them.

"Oh, yes, he was horny. I was the only available girl."

Dawn finished drying herself and put the towel back on the rack.

"But you must have been only a kid then."

Susan hung up her towel, then turned to her new friend.

"Yeah," she said simply.

The girls walked back out to the tub room. They sat down on the couch, both of them still naked.

"So, tell me the story," Dawn said quietly.

"I know what you're thinking, honey," Susan said with a slight smile. "You're thinking my daddy raped me. Not true. He was horny, but he took care of it in quite a different way."

As Susan told her story, Tonto wandered over to the couch. He sat on the floor, listening intently to his mistress's words.

***

Susan and Jimmy were both in bed when their father got home. As usual, he'd been drinking. He wasn't an alcoholic, yet. But he spent a lot of time under the weather, as he called it.

Susan felt so sorry for her father, John, that she could barely stand it. He was such a good daddy, and he deserved much more from them all than he ever got.

Susan's mother had simply taken off, less than two months ago. She'd been fed up with living hand-to-mouth, with only the promise that everything would soon get better.

Susan's father had been devastated. For weeks, he just sat on the couch staring blankly at the TV screen. Susan had tried hard to keep things together. She had been terrified that her father would suddenly vanish, that she'd wake up one morning and find him gone, just like her mother.

She slept very little those first few weeks. After two whole months, she was beginning to settle down. She knew her father wasn't going to suddenly abandon her and her younger brother Jimmy.

But over the past couple of weeks she had noticed a change in her father's attitude toward her. Even though he spent a lot of time drunk, he had started looking at her differently.

At first, Susan had attributed this difference to the booze. Maybe it was just something wrong with his eyes. Maybe he couldn't see right after drinking all evening.

But then one evening, while all three of them were sitting watching the television, Susan became lost in the show. She was absently cupping her developing young tit, fingering her nipple through the material of her blouse.

She wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't need to at that age.

When she suddenly realized what she was doing and where she was, she glanced quickly toward her father.

He was staring right at her tit.

And his hand was working at the crotch of his pants.

Susan blushed deeply. She knew something of sex even then. She knew what her father was holding. His prick was still inside his pants, thank God, but she knew what was going on. Her father was playing with his cock.

And he was watching her play with her little tit.

She blushed harder and rushed suddenly from the room.

After that, though, Susan found her father watching her more and more closely. At first it bothered her. But soon she discovered that she liked it. She enjoyed playing a little game with him. She would sit on the couch and massage her small tits, finger her nipples into hardness, right through her blouse. And she always pretended she was unaware that her father was watching her.

He would hold a pillow over his lap, and his hand would move frantically for awhile. Then he'd let out a sigh, and after awhile he'd get up and go into the bathroom. When he came out, he totally ignored her.

Susan started enlarging her game, expanding her horizons. She was growing up, after all, and experimenting with her body was a natural thing. She wanted to see what she could do, what she could get away with. She wanted to find out what would please her. And what would please her daddy.

She started out with simple things. She would stretch out on the couch, with her feet toward her father. During the course of the evening, she would lift her knees up. Her skirt would fall up around her thighs, and, when she casually parted her knees, she would expose the ass and crotch of her white cotton panties.

Her father seemed to love it when she did that. She would glance at him, and see the rapt expression on his face. He was lost in the whiteness of her panties, lost in some lusty dream of his own. She would glance at the pillow on his lap, and watch his hand pumping away beneath it for a second. But then she had to look away, so he wouldn't guess she knew what he was doing, and wouldn't know she was showing off for him.

One evening, more excited with her game than usual, more horny herself than usual, she tried something new.

As she rested there on the couch with her short skirt riding high around her waist, her lovely little knees spread wide, one against the back of the couch, one resting down on the seat, she slowly and absently let her hand reach down and cup her cunt mound, right through the material of her white panties.

Her fingers traced lightly along the leg-bands, as though to ease the tightness. Then she wiggled and shifted on the couch, pretending she had forgotten there was anyone else in the room, and stuffed her hand right down under the waistband of her panties.

She sighed and rested like that for a long time, working her fingers now and then as she stroked the utterly hairless mound of her fresh young virgin pussy.

Her father was breathing very heavily by the time he got up and went into the bathroom.

Susan considered that experiment a total success.

It gave her even better ideas, too.

The next night, she tried something even more daring.

Before she came down from her bedroom to watch television, she took her panties off completely.

She lifted her knees and spread them. Her skirt fell high around her little waist, exposing her bare young pussy.

She cupped herself.

She stroked her fingertip right down between the puffy lips of her bare and hairless little cunt.

She found that lovely little spot that made her feel so wonderful.

She began pushing at it, rubbing gently.

She began squirming on the couch.

All the time she played with her little pussy, her father watched in fascinated awe.

When he covered his lap with the pillow, little Susan flushed hotly, and before she could stop herself, she blurted, "Don't do that, Daddy."

The man's eyes shot wide open, and he blushed bright red. But little Susan smiled at him, and kept her finger working at her clitty.

"Don't cover your cock," she said, her voice small as she tried her best to sound sexy. "Let me see it."

Her father sat there, stunned out of his booze-ridden fog.

"I'm letting you look at me, so it's only fair that you let me see you," the little girl said, with innocent logic.

Her father gulped hard, but said nothing. Slowly, he unzipped the front of his pants and reached inside. He hauled out his prick.

Susan stared at the thick hard rod of her daddy's cock for what seemed like hours. Her fingers froze in her cunt. She just rested there, looking at that wonderful amazing thing – her father's great big cock.

"This isn't right," her father finally managed to whisper.

But Susan shrugged.

"I like it," she said casually, totally unconcerned with any larger moral issue.

"Do you like mine?" she added, lifting her hand away from her naked cunt.

She smiled happily as her father nodded. It was the only response he could make.

His cock was steel-hard. His balls hurt like hell. He wanted to fuck something tight and deep and hot. But not his own sweet little girl. Not his very own Susan.

But he couldn't take his eyes from that delightful little cunt. He stared at her sweetly moist and totally hairless cunt mound, at her fresh young mound of virgin pussy meat.

He sighed hard.

Susan was caught up fully in her game. This was great fun, she thought. She was really pleasing her daddy, and she felt really good herself. It felt nice, letting her father see her pussy naked like this.

Then suddenly she thought that maybe he would like to see more.

While her daddy stared at her quivering little pussy, Susan lifted her hands to her throat. She quickly slipped her blouse open. She shifted on the couch and opened her blouse completely, exposing her bare little tits, which were hardly more than bumps on her chest.

She sat up and took her blouse off completely.

Then she stood up, whipped the belt open around her waist, and pushed her skirt down to her bare feet. She stepped out of it, and stood there, stark naked in front of her own dear father.

She expected him to be delighted. She wanted him to play with his prick again. But this time she wanted to watch him jack off. She wanted to please him. She wanted to make him happy again.

But her father suddenly became enraged. He leaped up off the end of the couch with a scream. "No!"

He stuffed his big cock back into his pants and jumped forward. He grabbed his naked little daughter by the upper arm and yanked her along beside him. He pulled her rapidly out to the garage.

There, he took off his belt and whipped her bare little ass so hard it flamed with red welts for a week.

He left her there in the garage, sobbing her little heart out, naked as the day she was born. He left her there, stormed back into the house, and went to bed, more frustrated than he had ever been in his life.

Susan crawled painfully across the littered cement floor of the garage and climbed onto a moldy old mattress in the corner. She sobbed and wept in anger and frustration. Why had her daddy whipped her? She was only trying to make him happy. She had made him happy, she knew she had. But something had made him very mad.

She was too confused to sort it, out. She cried hard. She laid out on the mattress on her tummy. Her little ass cheeks flamed with burning agony.

Then she shrieked. Something cool and wet had touched her ass.

She quickly got up onto her hands and knees and whirled around on the mattress.

It was a puppy.

A great big goofy-faced puppy.

She gulped her sobs to a stop, then reached out to touch the happy little puppy's bobbing head. The little doggie yipped and darted away, then leaped back, tail wagging so merrily that Susan forgot her burning ass.

"Hi, fella," she whispered. She held out her arms, and the doggie jumped into them. Susan sat upright, keeping her ass off the mattress or her own ankles, and hugged and kissed the doggie hard, loving him instantly, hoping she could keep him forever.

"His name's Tonto," Jimmy said.

Susan shrieked again.

"Jimmy! How long have you been out here?"

She cowered into the corner, trying to hide her nakedness behind the squirming little body of the cute puppy.

"As long as you have," the little boy snorted. "Boy, pa really laid into you, didn't he?"

"Shut up, you little creep."

"What'd you do that got him so mad at you?"

Jimmy walked over to the mattress and sat down. He patted it, and the puppy wiggled hard to get free of the little girl's arms.

"Stop that, Jimmy," Susan scolded, hugging the doggie so hard he couldn't get free. "He's mine."

"No he ain't yours," Jimmy said. "He's mine. He's all mine and only mine and not yours at all, not ever."

The boy scooted over the mattress and grabbed the puppy from Susan's arms.

"And why ain't you got no clothes on, either?" he said. He hugged the puppy tightly, nuzzling it with his cheek.

After his mother left, Jimmy felt very alone, very frightened. Only a few days before his sister's whipping, he had found the puppy running the streets. It had no collar or name tag, so he brought it home. Since they rarely used the garage, except for storage, Jimmy thought he could keep the puppy out here, that nobody would ever know about it.

But now his whole plan was ruined, ruined by some dumb little girl who didn't have her clothes on.

"Never mind about my clothes. Just get me a blanket or something, and quit looking at me like that."

Jimmy had seen his sister nude on several occasions, but only fleetingly. He'd never gotten a really good look at her. And if she didn't stop cowering in the corner like that, he never would.

"I told you to stop that and get me something to cover myself with."

"Oh, all right," the little boy said at last, annoyed that his sister thought she could take his puppy away. That would never happen, he told himself. Never.

He got her an old sheet, and Susan quickly wrapped it around her nakedness.

Jimmy had thrown the sheet at her, and now he started out of the garage.

"Where are you going with that dog?" she said loudly.

"None of your business."

"You can't take it inside the house, stupid. Maybe you didn't notice it, but Daddy's not in a very good mood. This is no time to spring a doggie on him."

Jimmy made a snarling frown, but he knew his sister was right.

"OK, Tonto can stay out here with you for awhile. But he's mine, not yours."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fine," Susan said. She watched as her brother put the puppy down. She could see the look of love in his eyes, and she suddenly realized how lonely the poor kid must be.

"Don't worry, Jim," she said kindly. "I'll take good care of him."

"You better."

Jimmy pushed through the door into the house. Susan was alone with Tonto for the first time.

Jimmy went upstairs to bed. His father heard him, and, even though he was angry with Susan, he knew it wasn't all her fault. He knew he should go down and let her out of the garage. He hadn't exactly told her to stay there until he let her out, but he knew his daughter like a book. She wouldn't budge from the garage until told she could. Naked, she would stay out there no matter how cold she got.

John sat up on the edge of the bed, trying to sort out the confusion in his brain. God, what a little beauty of a cunt that kid had. But she was his own damned daughter. He couldn't go stuffing her cunt with his prick. But he had to do something, or he would go nuts. And where would that leave these two good kids? Nowhere.

John fought with himself for a long time.

Finally, he decided the best course of action would be to go down, bring Susan inside, and have a long, long but very fatherly talk with her about sex, about cocks, about cunts, about what men and women did with their cocks and cunts.

He pulled on a robe, and went down the stairs. He walked through the kitchen and over to the door leading into the garage. He paused for a moment at the window in the door.

He froze.

He ripped open the front of his robe and grabbed his cock. His prick rose up hard and hot in his fist, and he started yanking violently.

Inside the garage, wiggling her bare and red-welted little ass right at him was his own little girl.

Some damned little dog was lapping at her cunt.

***

"Oh, Tonto was a good doggie, right from the start," Susan said, reaching down and scratching the big fellow behind his ears.

Tonto groaned in pleasure, and thrust his big head forward.

"I'd gotten so fucking horny showing my daddy my pussy that I couldn't stand it. That little puppy wiggled all over in my arms, and his tongue just wouldn't stop. I guess he was just happy to have someone to play with. But I was horny, and when that little scratchy tongue of his hit my nipple, it just about exploded. I'd never felt anything like it. I spent a few minutes experimenting with him. I'd hold him against my tits, and he'd lick and lick like crazy. I'd put him down to my belly button, and he damn near tickled me to death. But when I held him down between my legs, and his little tongue began wetting my pussy, well, I guess I really did die. It was absolute heaven. I pressed his little head right up in there, and he seemed to know exactly what to do. He jammed his tongue right between my cunt lips, and slapped it over my clit a couple of times, and I came. I came right in his cute little face. God, I came so hard I thought I was having a fucking fit."

"And your father was watching you all the time?"

"Yep," Susan said. She bent forward and hugged the big German shepherd hard. "Yes, he was. I didn't know it at the time, though. Afterward, we had a very long talk. A lot of talks, actually. And we decided that Jimmy could keep Tonto, and that I could use him for getting off, and that Dad could watch me do it, and jack off. That way, we'd all be happy, and safe."

"But what about all this equipment?"

"Oh, after Dad's investments paid off we got into a lot of nifty things. And Jimmy started getting interested, too. I know the poor kid's horny as hell for my cunt. I tease him a lot. Maybe someday I'll let him in, but I don't know. I bet he's horny for you, too, now. He likes tying girls up. I've let him do it to me. Quite a lot, actually. And I've started letting him tie me to the rack. Daddy always sets the tension, though. He knows just how to do it. Jimmy might really break me."

"Why do you use such a thing?"

"Part of the game, like I told you. I get Tonto to fuck me, or I suck his cock, or something like that. Daddy watches. We have one rule. I can't look at Daddy while I'm fucking or sucking. If I do, then I get punished."

"But why?"

"For the hell of it. And because it's fun, exciting. And to tell the truth, I look at Dad on purpose sometimes, because I know he gets off watching me being punished on one of these things."

Susan said it all so casually, so happily. Dawn looked around the large room again, and wondered what it would be like to be placed on one of those weird-looking contraptions. But Susan seemed fine, and she had been on all of them.

"Daddy should be getting home from work pretty soon. Would you like to meet him?"

"Oh, yes," Dawn said, her enthusiasm real. She immediately imagined the most exciting thing – she and Susan, making love to each other, making love to Tonto while Susan's father watched them.

Just then, Jimmy pushed through the door and into the room. Susan sighed and shook her head.

"Boy, are you in trouble," she said with a giggle.

Jimmy stopped dead in his tracks. He stared with an open mouth at the two naked girls. Dawn smiled pleasantly at him, waiting for him to recognize her.

He did.

"Oh oh," he said, turning sharply and starting to leave the room.

"Stop, mister," Susan commanded. Jimmy stopped. Then he whirled around and pointed at Susan.

"Hey," he shouted. "I'm not the one who's gonna be in trouble. You are. The goats got out again."

Susan moaned.

"Oh, Jesus, not again. I will be in trouble if Dad finds out."

Susan got up off the couch. Dawn followed her. They walked over to a spacious closet set in the wall. Susan opened it, and started rummaging through the clothing. She pulled out two outfits of shorts and halter tops and tossed one to Dawn.

"No panties or bras, but what the fuck, huh?" Susan said.

"What the fuck," Dawn repeated.

They dressed quickly, and ran out to the back yard. Jimmy had vanished again. But Susan knew he was somewhere around, watching them. She knew about the hole he'd drilled in her bedroom wall, too. But she had too much fun posing for him, letting the little horny kid spy on her when she undressed for bed or played with her pussy and tits before going to sleep.

Besides, Jimmy was a good kid at heart. He was just lonely for a woman's touch, a touch Susan was sure Dawn would willingly supply, and soon.

But right now her problem was rounding up those randy fucking goats.

She crossed the small corral where the goats were supposed to be kept and inspected the rope that held the gate shut.

"Chewed through," she muttered with a curse.

Susan looked out into the woods. There they were, the lousy little bastards.

"There," Susan said to Dawn, pointing. "Let's go get them."

Dawn shrugged.

"If I sit down right here, they'll probably come to me."

"Huh?" Susan said.

Dawn explained about the goats again quickly. This time, Susan listened closely, nodding.

"Yeah," she said. Her mind was already leaping ahead. Goats. Those fucking beasts had been right under her nose all the time, and she'd never once thought about using them like that. How easy it is to get into a rut, she thought. Goats. What a great idea.

She looked across the little clearing toward the three animals at the edge of the woods.

"Goats," Susan muttered.

CHAPTER SIX

The two pretty blonde girls made quick work of rounding up the trio of goats. As soon as the animals were back in the pen, Susan and Dawn climbed up onto the thick round wooden railing, and sat there, considering what they could do with a goat.

"How do you fuck a goat?" Dawn wondered. "I know how a goat can eat a pussy, but I don't like the looks of those hooves. Even when Tonto was on my back, it hurt. Imagine what those sharp hooves could do to a girl's bare back."

The two girls shuddered as they watched the goats wander aimlessly around the pen, looking for something to chew on. Eventually, one of the goats stopped right in front of Dawn. His head moved forward, and his long thick tongue lashed out. His tongue slapped wet and hard against Dawn's bare inner thigh, just below the leg of her borrowed shorts.

Dawn gave a little laugh of delight.

"See what I mean, Susan? Just sit here, and these fucking goats will eat our cunts."

Susan watched as Dawn shifted forward, arched her back for balance, and shoved her pussy at the goat's face. Even through the shorts, the goat could sniff the girl's fresh fuck fluids. He butted his nose against the crotch of her tight shorts, grinding his mouth into the soft material. He curled back his lips and butted his teeth into Dawn's hidden pussy mound. Her body jerked backward with the blow. The goat was randy. He slopped his tongue all over the crotch of the girl's shorts, wetting it thoroughly with his warm thick saliva.

"Feels funny," Dawn said. "But nice."

She sat balanced on the fence rail, her long legs bent at her knees, her heels hooked over a lower rail, and her knees spread wide. Her ass barely rested on the top rail as she pushed her crotch out more, bumping it back against the goat's probing snout.

"Maybe if we bent over one of these poles," Susan suggested. "We could put some kind of board over our backs, for the goat's feet."

"A board? Yeah, that might work," Dawn said between giggles. She was really getting off letting the goat lap at the crotch of her shorts.

"You could use a bale of hay and Dad's sawhorse," Jimmy said, coming up to the railing from behind the two girls.

"What do you want, kid?" Susan said, not as annoyed with her brother as she should have been.

"Cunt, stupid." The boy climbed onto the rail beside Dawn. "Hi," he said happily, ignoring his sister. He got positioned, then watched the goat lick Dawn's crotch.

Dawn looked at the boy. He certainly was a handsome little demon. And clever with rope, too. Dawn could easily see herself letting the boy fuck her. Fucking the kid might be fun.

"Let's hear your idea, Jim," Dawn said.

Jimmy shrugged casually, as though watching a goat eat a girl's shorts was an everyday affair for him.

"You bend over a bale of hay. Nail a board to the sawhorses, then put the board over you for protection."

"I don't get it," Dawn said, interested. "Show us how it would work, Jimmy."

Jimmy jumped down off the railing and went into the barn. He hauled out a bale of hay and placed it near the barn door. He vanished back inside for a few minutes, and the two girls heard some loud hammering. Jimmy reappeared at the door.

"Well, come and help me move this thing, will you? It's heavy."

Susan and Dawn leaped off the rail, knocking the goat aside. As they rushed across the pen, the goat followed. Inside the barn, they saw Jimmy's contraption – just two sawhorses with a wide board nailed between them.

"Help me move it," Jimmy ordered.

The girls obeyed, taking one of the sawhorses together. They manhandled the heavy construction out the door. Jimmy pushed and shoved the bale of hay underneath the board between the sawhorses.

"There," he said in victory, standing up, brushing off his hands.

"Bend over the hay?" Dawn said, fitting her actions to her words.

She crawled over the bale. Her belly rested on the surface of the hay, and her thighs ran down the side of the bale. It was just the right size. Her knees pressed into the soft ground. Her tits hung over the other side of the bale, and she could easily support her upper body by putting her hands on the ground. She twisted and looked above her. The board was almost resting on her back, but not quite. If a goat leaped up onto her now, his feet would have to come down on the board above her, not on her back.

"God, Jimmy, this is great!" Dawn exclaimed, delighted with the boy's invention.

"Let's try it," Susan said.

"Wait," Dawn told her. She looked at the glowing young face of the handsome boy. "I think Jimmy deserves some kind of reward for building this for us."

Jimmy looked into Dawn's eyes. She smiled at him.

"What kind of reward?" he said, cautious about being tricked.

"While that silly goat's fucking me, would you like me to suck your cock?" Dawn said.

"Suck my cock?" Jimmy gasped. He felt his prick stiffen in his pants. His balls spasmed.

"Yes, suck your cock, stupid." Susan reached down to his waist and yanked his belt buckle open, then ran the zipper down the front of his crotch. She skinned his jeans down his strong young legs in a flash, and he stepped out of them. "Get them underpants off, boy. When you put them back on, you'll be a man."

Jimmy shoved the underwear down and kicked them off. He stood back up. His cock wasn't as little as the girls had expected. In fact, his prick was very impressive, even for a full grown man. Dawn swallowed hard. His cock looked delicious, and the head of his prick was aimed right at her mouth.

"Come over here, Jim," Dawn said, her voice a whisper.

Jimmy walked forward. He stepped up close in front of the beautiful girl's eager face.

This was what the boy had been longing for. His cock quivered as his prick stuck out toward the girl's lips. His balls grew hard between his thighs.

"Suck my cock," he said, trying to make it sound like a manly command.

Dawn parted her lips and licked them slightly with a few strokes of the tip of her tongue. Then she reached up with one hand, cupped the boy's hard ass, drew him forward, and took the head of his young prick between her lips.

Jimmy moaned when he felt those warm wet lips kissing the tingling head of his cock. He leaned forward, pressing his hands against the top of Dawn's head, feeling the thick warm silkiness of her lovely blonde hair.

Dawn kissed his prick again, then pulled her head back.

"Is that goat ready, Susan?"

"He's been ready for years, by the look of this cock he's carrying."

"Can you take off my shorts for me?" Dawn asked, at the same time kneading the boy's firm ass muscle.

"Yeah, I think so."

Dawn returned to the young man's hard cock. She kissed and licked his prick all up and down its full length. Behind her, she felt Susan unbutton her shorts, work her fingers under the waist, and start tugging them down her thighs. Dawn helped by wiggling her ass, and finally the shorts slipped down to her bent knees. One at a time, Dawn lifted her knees from the ground, and Susan managed to get them off her feet. And all the while, Dawn kissed and nuzzled and licked Jimmy's rigid young cock.

Jimmy clawed his fingers into the lush mass of the young girl's soft hair. He kneaded her hair in fistfuls. He spread his fingers wide over Dawn's head and held it like a basketball.

Dawn licked her way from the base of the boy's prick up to the fat hood of his cockhead. She tongued the tiny slit in the meaty head of his prick. Then she slowly parted her lips wider and sank her hot wet mouth down over his hard cock.

Jimmy groaned loudly and clawed the girl's scalp.

Behind her, Dawn could feel and hear Susan trying to get the goat in place. The animal was trying his best, but it was a little bit afraid of the board and sawhorses. Dawn felt a hard nudge at her bare ass as the goat butted against her in frustration.

Suddenly, though, she heard the goat's front legs slam onto the board above her.

At the same instant, she felt something hot and hard bang into her bare ass.

She gulped a mouthful of her own saliva, drooling a bit on Jimmy's pulsing prick.

The goat's cock pushed hard at her ass cheeks, sliding all over them. Dawn wiggled her ass, lifted up higher on her knees and spread her knees wider, trying to capture the animal's thick hard cock between her thighs. Then Susan would be able to aim the goat's prick right into her pussy.

"Got it!" Susan shouted triumphantly.

Susan gripped the goat's cock in her hand and pointed his prick toward Dawn's wet pussy. She rubbed the head of the massive cock back and forth across Dawn's downy pussy lips, spreading them so the prick-head would slip between them. She watched in awe as the huge pole of goat cock sank part-way between Dawn's parted cunt lips.

"Mmmm," Dawn moaned a sigh around the base of Jimmy's long hard prick, feeling the goat's great hard cock sinking deep inside her cunt slit.

Susan made sure the goat was deep inside Dawn's belly before she stepped back. She smiled as she watched the scene for a moment. Dawn was leaning across the bale of hay. The big old billygoat was fucking his long thick cock in and out of her cunt hole, his front legs up on the protective board. And Jimmy was leaning over Dawn's head, gripping her hair tightly in his hands. His cock fucked in and out between the girl's stretched lips, making her pretty cheeks puff out each time he fucked into her throat.

The scene made Susan hornier than hell. She frowned, wondering how she could get in on some of that great fucking and sucking.

Suddenly, she began stripping off her shorts and halter top. Naked, eager, Susan carefully climbed up onto the wide flat board between the sawhorses.

She sat on the edge of the board, facing her little brother. She grinned at him. Then she reached out with her hand, and stroked the young man's neck. Slowly, she drew his head toward her, and at the same time, she sank backward on the board.

"Eat my pussy, Jimmy," she whispered, dragging the boy's face down against her bare cunt mound.

Jimmy pressed his mouth down hard against his sister's bare and beautiful pussy lips, slobbering wildly all over them as he nipped and chewed and licked the moist young nest of her cunt.

"Oh, yeah, baby. That's good, honey," Susan cooed to the boy. She let go of his head, and stretched out backward. She shifted, pushing at the big billygoat's front legs, and slipped her upper body back flat on the board, right between the animal's legs and hooves.

Almost immediately, the goat dipped his mouth down, and began lapping at Susan's pliant young tits, slurping his wide rough tongue all over the meaty tit-flesh.

Susan quivered as she arched her head back off the board. Her face was pressed up against the goat's panting belly, but she found she could support herself easily. She bent her knees, and placed them on the bale of hay, on either side of Dawn's shoulders.

Now they were all in on the action. Dawn had her cunt hole jammed full of goat cock, her pretty lips parted around Jimmy's stiff young prick, her tits rubbing against the rough pointed nubs of straw and hay that stuck out from the side of the bale. Susan arched backward over the board above Dawn, her knees spread wide as Jimmy sucked and nibbled her crotch, her big tits bouncing under the nuzzling lips and slapping tongue of the huge old billygoat, her lovely face rubbing in the soft hair on the goat's heaving belly.

They all fucked and sucked each other, in a mad circle of lusty pleasure.

Susan reached up and wrapped her arms around the goat's body. She arched her back more, and thrust her large young tit against the goat's nipping teeth. She whimpered as the animal tried gnawing on the swollen nubbin of the girl's nipple. She gulped, scared for an instant that the beast was going to tug her nipple right off her tit, was going to scissor his sharp teeth right through the sensitive bud of girl-flesh and rip the nipple from her forever.

But the goat let go of her nipple and went back to licking the salty skin of her tit again. His rough wet tongue slurped her tit-flesh, harshly frictioning her nipples until the girl was writhing under his tongue. She whimpered and moaned, clawing her fingernails into the animal's sides and back, grinding her tits against his hard face.

At her cunt, Susan could feel her brother nibbling her pussy lips. He was still learning, still experimenting with her cunt. He had never been taught how to eat pussy. He was totally new at it, but was learning very quickly. He kissed the soft smooth lightly-haired mound of Susan's blonde pussy. His lips nuzzled gently, kissing the creases where her legs joined her body, then licking the two firm young cunt lips separately, pursing his lips and sucking the fleshy mounds between his teeth. He nipped the flesh, biting lightly into the firm pussy lips.

"Oh, yeah, honey. Eat me. Suck my pussy lips, honey," Susan murmured lovingly, so quietly that Jimmy couldn't hear her. "Suck my little cunt, baby. Oooo, yes. Sooo nice, Jimmy. Yesss."

The pleasure her little brother was giving her was wonderful, better than she had ever imagined.

Jimmy loved the taste of his sister's pussy. Her tight young cunt slit was oozing fuck juice, and Jimmy stroked his young hot tongue along the glistening crease of his sister's cunt to lick up the fragrant fuck juice that flowed from her pussy.

"Stick it into me, honey. Don't be afraid. Stick your tongue right into my cunt hole. Oooo. Oh, yeah. Jesus," the girl gasped, as Jimmy twisted his face and drove his tongue between the girl's cunt lips.

He tasted a sudden mouthful of her creamy fuck fluids, and it drove him nuts with lust. His heart hammered violently in his chest. His lips ground into his sister's hot wet pussy, and his tongue thrust deep up inside her pussyhole, sucking out her precious fuck cream, gulping it down.

His face and lips and nose and cheeks were quickly coated with his sister's gooey fuck juices. He nuzzled her crotch hard. His tongue fucked deep into her cunthole, scooping out her fuck fluids. Then he found her clit.

He knew he had hit something important. Susan gave a sudden violent buck beneath him, grinding her cunt hard against his face. Her knees jerked. Her belly tensed. Her clit ached and burned and throbbed. It was swollen hard and itchy. When Jimmy stroked the nubbin of her clit, Susan cried her pleasure in a loud groan.

Jimmy searched again, and found the secret. This little button of flesh, this hardened nub of soft firm pink flesh. He stroked and tasted her clit. He sucked her clit into his mouth and wagged his tongue. He kissed her clitty. He sucked and rolled and licked her clit over and over, feeling his sister's pussy quiver beneath his loving mouth.

And he felt his balls spasming hard. His cock fucked in and out between Dawn's sucking lips in a frenzy of need. He felt her lips sucking at his prick-head, her hot tongue wiggling wetly against the very tip of his hard young cock. His belly tightened, and he fucked his young prick deeper into the teenager's throat. His balls mashed against her chin.

Dawn sucked hard on the boy's cock, loving the fresh sweet taste of young cock. Jimmy's balls were nearly hairless. Dawn drove her mouth all the way down his prick, nuzzling her nose into the soft flesh of his belly at the base of his cock.

She slurped and drooled on his prick. Her warm saliva dribbled all along the thick shaft of his young cock. She kissed and licked his prick clean, then drooled all over his cock again.

She pulled her lips off the boy's prick and pushed her mouth down against his balls. Gently, she sucked first one, then the other. She carefully caught each ball between her teeth and rolled the ball around her tongue. She sucked the entire sac of the boy's hard balls into her mouth, twisting her neck awkwardly. She sucked his balls hard. His fat cock bounced and bobbed against her cheek.

Jimmy was groaning with pleasure as he sucked at his sister's firm little clit. His cock fucked deep into Dawn's throat. The boy fucked her mouth for awhile, pumping his hard butt, shoving his ramrod of a cock deep down the girl's throat, gagging her.

Dawn was moaning, too. She found she loved sucking cock. She suctioned the boy's prick in long slow pulls. She gripped his ass cheeks in her fists, squeezing hard, yanking his ass forward, taking his young prick deeper into her throat.

As Dawn gobbled the boy's cock, she could feel the hot cock of the goat fucking in and out of her cunt hole. The animal's prick was massive. His cock nearly split her in two. She felt his prick sliding into her cunt hole, pushing deep into her womb.

The goat's cock fucked into her tight pussy slit, all the way, twisting and driving into her womb to the hilt. Then he pulled out of her tight cunt tube, nearly all the way, until only the oddly shaped cockhead was still inside her pussy. Her pussy lips were spread wide around the base of the goat's huge prick. Her clit rode hard against the smooth sides of the goat's hot cock.

She wiggled her ass against the animal's belly. The goat's hair was rough, not smooth and soft and furry like a dog's. Her ass cheeks rubbed into the wiry stuff.

Dawn's clit stiffened into a hard lump of exquisitely sensitive flesh. It was frictioned by the hard rod of the goat's cock. She could feel her feelings rising upward, rising toward a hard climax.

She jammed her ass cheeks back into the goat's strong thighs, grinding her cunt around the base of his cock. Her clit sizzled with pleasure as the goat fucked the girl's tight cunt.

Dawn grunted and whimpered, sucking Jimmy's long hard cock. She wiggled wildly on the bale of hay, felt the stabbing sharp edges of the cut hay jabbing painfully into her bare belly and the underslopes of her dangling tits.

Dawn slobbered madly at Jimmy's cock, swallowing huge mouthfuls of her own warm saliva as it gushed into her mouth around the thick rod of cock.

She grunted and growled at the large prick. She scissored her teeth against the big hood of his cockhead, longing to take a huge bite of the prick-meat and chew it down. She pulled her lips from his cock and kissed the very tip, sucking the sweet drops of the boy's fuck juices from his cock.

She nuzzled his balls again and rubbed her pretty face against his hard firm flat belly. Her fingernails clawed at his bare ass cheeks, hugging his belly tightly to her face. She worked his ass cheeks apart and dug her fingers down into the deep moist crack between them. One finger sought out his asshole. When she found it, Jimmy yanked his head away from his sister's pussy, threw his head back, and sucked in a long loud hiss of air.

Dawn poked at his asshole experimentally. Then she stiffened her finger and pushed hard at the protective ring of muscle at the entrance to his ass. Jimmy gulped hard and tried to relax his ass. The moment he succeeded, he felt the girl's finger slide deep into his bowels. He sank back down over his sister and nuzzled his lips gently over her wet pussy again.

Dawn's finger pushed deep up into the little boy's ass guts. His intestines squeezed hard against her invading finger. She began wiggling her finger inside him and felt him respond violently. He fucked his cock all the way into the back of her throat, fucking in to the hilt. His hard balls mashed tightly against the girl's chin and lips.

Dawn gagged on the boy's thick rod of cock meat. She couldn't breathe. She gurgled and moaned loudly around the mouth-stuffing prick. His cock was suffocating her. Her heart hammered violently in her chest. Her beautiful tits jiggled wildly against the sharp edges of the baled hay as she fought to pull her head back off the boy's cock. But Jimmy had tight grip on her hair. He hauled her face even tighter against his hot hard belly and fucked harder into her mouth, as though he was trying to climb into her mouth with his whole body.

Dawn let go of the boy's ass with one hand. She pressed her palm flat against his stomach, and pushed hard. He got the message. He moved back a half step, and his cock slipped from between her lips.

Dawn rested for a second, panting hard. Then she opened her mouth again and drew the boy forward, taking his cockhead back into her mouth. She sucked gently, kissing, licking and wetting his prick all over.

Jimmy couldn't take much more. His whole body was on fire. The blood boiled and gushed wildly through his veins. His brain was totally fogged with the need to blast his come into Dawn's mouth.

He fucked his hips back and forth as he began taking control of the girl's mouth. Dawn knew it was time to let him have his way with her throat. She let go of his hips and placed her hands on the ground by his feet. Jimmy really went to town on her, then. His hard cock fucked in and out between her lips. He fucked her mouth violently. His cock pumped and fucked in and out of the young girl's sweet hot mouth. He fucked her mouth harder and harder, faster and faster, lost in a mindless fog of lust.

And he tongued his sister's pussy harder and faster, too. His tongue lashed her clit in a frenzy. He could feel her body tightening, arching up against his mouth and face. Her legs danced beside his head. She was close to coming now. He thrust his tongue deep up inside her cunt hole, and he scooped out the hot goo of her lust. He found her clit again, first kissing and nuzzling, then stroking with long slow hard strokes of his tongue. Finally, he sucked her clit between his lips and suctioned the little button hard. He tugged, pulling back with his lips and head. He nipped at her clit with his teeth. He drove his sister crazy with desire.

"Oh, Jesus, Jesus, sweet Jesus," Susan whimpered.

Her mouth was open, and she panted hard. Her head whipped from side to side, her face rubbing against the goat's heaving humping belly.

"Oh, yeah, eat my cunt, honey. Eat me so I come. Oh, Jimmy, Jimmy, make me come in your fucking mouth. I need it so fucking bad. Oh, baby, eat me. Eat my clitty, baby."

Susan's fingers clawed at the goat's back. She gurgled and grunted her lust, pleading in hard whimpers for her young brother to make her come.

Susan uttered a long load moan of pure pleasure. Her body arched into a tight bow. She froze for one second, and then her body began bucking and thrashing madly on the wide flat board. Her legs jerked all over the place, banging and slamming into Jimmy, pounding against the bale of hay below. Her belly shook and quivered. Her tits ground against the goat's face as he lapped the salt from her tits. Her nipples jerked wildly through the air, throwing sweat and goat drool everywhere.

"God, God, God," Susan grunted in time to her humping loins.

Susan jerked her cunt up into Jimmy's face, but he kept his lips locked to her clit and sucked even harder when he felt her coming. She butted his face, jammed her cunt tightly against his mouth. She tried to grind her clit against his teeth.

"Good, good, oh good. Yeah. Oooo, baby, suck me harder," Susan begged. Her head thrashed from side to side. Susan's head jerked far back as the goat fucked his long prick deep into Dawn's hot wet pussy slit again, dragging a mass of Susan's hair. Her hair was riding the cock that fucked Dawn's pussy. Her head yanked back again as the goat slammed home inside Dawn's cunt again.

Susan's body arched hard across the board. Her tits jiggled and wagged in the air, slapping against the goat's hard snout. Her belly shook hard. Her cunt spasmed wildly, spewing her hot creamy come into Jimmy's gulping sucking mouth.

Jimmy suddenly gasped. His balls spasmed violently, and he fucked his cock all the way down Dawn's throat.

The first hot gouts of his come shot into her throat, gagging her. She gasped and sputtered, but sucked the hot goo from the boy's spouting prick. She swallowed hard and fast. The creamy come filled her throat, flooded back up into her mouth, and started squirting out of her mouth around her stretched lips.

She gobbled Jimmy's come as fast as she could, but she wasn't fast enough. The hot goo dribbled down her chin, down her slim neck. She felt the stuff running down to her tits, coating her hard nipples.

She sucked harder, tugging on his cockhead with her whole mouth. She squeezed the boy's ass cheek in one hand, and grabbed his hard balls in the other. She squeezed and kneaded his blasting balls carefully and felt him fuck his cock deep into her throat again. He jerked hard. His balls spewed a great long gout of his fuck cream into her throat. It slithered down into her stomach like a long thick worm of goo.

She gulped more and more of the creamy delicious stuff. She bobbed her head back and forth on the boy's stiff young cock. She grunted and growled like an animal as she sucked his young balls dry.

Behind her, the huge goat danced his legs closer to her body. His balls ground tightly against the wet slit of her pussy, and his massive prick rammed deep into her cunt. His balls were plastered against her pussy lips. His cock fucked violently into her cunt.

The goat snorted loudly.

His balls tightened, squeezed hard.

His scalding hot come flooded into Dawn's cunt slit. She could feel the hot jizz burning her pussy, filling her tight young cunt so full that the load made her belly distend.

Dawn wagged her ass cheeks against the goat's balls. She felt a sudden spasm in her clit. She felt her belly tighten. She gulped another wad of Jimmy's delicious come and felt her own come suddenly gush from her twat. Her belly quivered and heaved against the rough bale of hay. She felt her cunt hole spew come. She felt the goat's gigantic cock slide out of her tight pussy slit, then fuck into her again. He fucked his huge prick in and out of the girl's gushing cunt hole faster and faster, rapidly draining his heavy balls.

He spewed her pussy hole with come. The thick fuck cream of his lust flooded into her, filled her.

Suddenly, surprisingly, the big old goat fucked his cock deep into her pussy again. He came again. His huge balls squeezed hard. The great old billygoat heaved and snorted, his legs prancing on the ground as he gushed another load of hot spunk into the human girl's pussy.

Susan's head jerked back again and again as her long blonde hair was drawn into Dawn's cunt hole. She let go of the goat's body and grabbed her own big tits in her fists. She pinched and twisted her swollen nipples hard, digging her sharp fingernails into the painfully sensitive flesh. She pulled the hard buds far away from the fleshy globes of her wet tits, twisting them harder in her fingers. She lashed her head from side to side beneath the goat's belly. She cried out again and again in her mindless lust.

"Fuck me, eat me, make me come and come and come. Oh, yeah. Oh, Jesus. Oh, God. It's so fucking good, Jimmy. Eat my come, baby. Eat my clit!" Susan yelled.

Jimmy gulped his sister's wonderful fuck fluid as it spewed from her lovely cunt. He couldn't get enough of the gooey stuff. He smeared his face against her pussy, wetting himself in her come.

"Ohhh," Susan moaned loudly, "Ohh, Jesus!"

She felt her belly spasm again, one last violent twitch. Then she dropped heavily to the board. Her legs went suddenly limp and flopped wide open. Her feet slipped off the bale of hay, and her thighs widened as they pressed into the edge of the board.

She let her hands slip from her big tits. Her arms fell weakly to the sides, out along the board.

Her head was still arched far back, her long blonde hair pulled deep into Dawn's cock-filled pussy hole.

Jimmy sucked out the last of Susan's gushing come. He swallowed the stuff down. Then he lifted up and closed his eyes tightly. He fucked his gushing cock down Dawn's throat.

Dawn sucked the boy's cockhead until there was nothing left inside his balls. She sucked and cleaned and kissed Jim's thick cock as he spurted one final gout of come into her mouth. She kissed the head of his prick, then let his cock slip from between her lips. She rolled the gooey piece of boyish fuck cream around on her tongue, tasting it as fully as she could before she swallowed it.

She sighed, kissed the boy's balls, then let him step back, exhausted.

Her own come gushed from her pussy.

Dawn gripped the bale of hay in her fists, and grunted as she ground her pussy back against the goat's blasting cock and big balls.

"Fuck me, damn you," Dawn grunted, growling low in her throat. "Fuck my cunt, you fucking goat. Fill me with your goat come, baby."

She snorted and shoved backward harder, squeezing the goat's hosing dork with her pussy muscles.

The goat snorted. He stepped in closer to Dawn's body. His prick fucked in and out of her slippery slit like a molten rod of steel. His big balls slapped and slammed into her dripping pussy in frenzy of animal lust.

Dawn whipped her head from side to side, arching her neck back. Her lips were coated with Jimmy's come, and a thick trail of the white fuck cream flowed down her chin and chest to her big tits.

Dawn felt the great goat's cock fucking in and out of her tight cunt tube. Her cunt walls spasmed around the thick cylinder of prick meat. Her climax twisted her belly into hard knots of pleasure and jerked her tummy up and down on the bale of hay, jabbing her flesh into the sharp edges of the straw.

The goat began shaking all over. His body trembled violently. His balls gave one last hard squeeze and spurted a final wad of goat cream into Dawn's belly.

With a quivering snort, the goat yanked his cock from Dawn's belly. As the fat pole of his prick pulled from between the girl's pussy lips, a great long thick strand of goat and girl come trailed out also.

The goat whirled around, and jumped away.

Susan's head jerked again, her long hair pulled hard and painfully as the goat's cock pulled away. Her hair, matted with come from the goat's balls and from Dawn's deep cunt channel, hung down against Dawn's bare wet ass cheeks, swaying slightly.

"Oh, my God," Dawn gasped in a whisper. "Oh, for Jesus' sake. That was so good," she murmured, feeling the last deep warm spasm of pleasure slowly fade from her belly.

She stayed where she was, resting limply over the bale of hay. Her pussy dripped thick wads and gouts and strands of goat come and girl come.

Susan remained still, too, resting. Her long hair, wet with come, stuck to Dawn's bare ass cheeks.

Jimmy was squatting against the barn door. His cock and balls dangled limply between his naked thighs. Coated with come and saliva, his prick glistened in the warm afternoon sunlight.

"Good God," the boy muttered to himself as he watched the two girls slowly relax from their fucking and sucking. Jimmy had never imagined it could be so fucking good.

He felt his cock stir.

His balls seemed to fill with hot lead.

He was young and healthy. He was ready for another fuck. But this time, he wanted to stick his prick into a hot cunt. He didn't care whose cunt it was.

He stood up, and walked over to the two girls. He stepped up behind Dawn's ass. He sighed, and started to lean forward, started to press the head of his throbbing young cock against her well-reamed pussy.

Casually, he happened to look up.

There, in the big open doorway on the upper floor of the barn, sat the boy's father.

"Uh, hi, Dad," Jimmy said meekly.

"Oh, God!" Dawn shrieked, spotting the man in the loft doorway.

"Oh, oh," Susan whispered to herself.

The man just sat there, smiling, swinging his feet in the air.

Content

Bob Hawkins
Daughter gets the goat

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX