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                                Incest Dog Rape
                                Author: Unknown


The bulk of this story is bestial in nature. The bondage and non-consensual sex
with a minor comes later, so read on.


                                     Part 1

Eric and Sam had driven up to their favorite climbing area on Friday night. It
rained all night and into the morning. The weather report was predicting more
rain, so they decided to bag it and headed for home. Eric came in the back door
and dumped his climbing gear in the kitchen. He opened a beer and went upstairs
to shower. Hearing peculiar noises from Karen's room, he peeked inside. He was
momentarily startled by what he saw...

Karen knew it was going to be an awful summer. Her mother sent her to an
exclusive girl's school each year. Summers were spent with her father. Things
hadn't been to bad when her father had an apartment in the city. At least she
had some friends around. Then two years ago her father had met Jenny. Karen
assumed Jenny married her father for his wealth, and she was probably correct.
Jenny had a son Eric. Karen and Eric hated each other, and their fights were
wicked. Last summer her father had spent a lot of time at Jenny's place in the
country leaving Karen at the apartment alone. Last winter her father had given
up the apartment and moved out to Jenny's place. Karen had no choice but to
move out to Jenny and Eric's house for the summer. She hated Jenny. She hated
Eric. Her father ignored her. She had no friends. Life sucked the big one.

Jenny was a dog breeder. She raised an exclusive breed of Great Danes that
fetched big bucks at sale. She had some thirty dogs in a huge kennel on her
property. At first Karen showed no interest in the dogs. But after a few
knock-down-drag-out fights with Eric and Jenny, Karen decided to use the dogs
for some measure of entertainment. She would take one or two of the huge dogs
on long walks each day. One dog she started to like a lot was named Duke. She
and Duke became fast friends, spending more and more time together. Duke was
loyal and unquestioning. He never got mad or made Karen do things she didn't
want. One day a bitch in the kennel next to Duke went into heat and made Duke
very horny. On their daily romp, Duke came up to Karen when she was sitting
down and began humping Karen's leg. It scared Karen and she scolded Duke and
took him back to the kennel.

That night, Karen had an erotic dream. It started with a boy she had met just
before school let out, but the boy morphed into Duke. The dream-Duke licked
Karen all over her body. He licked her neck, her breasts, and her belly. He
licked her feet, tickling them. He started licking his way up her legs, and
when he reached her dream pussy, she awoke. Karen's sheets were soaked in
sweat, her pussy was swollen and wet. Her nipples were stiff and hard. Her hand
was between her legs, stroking. She remembered the entire dream, and felt
disgusted. She didn't stop rubbing, but couldn't bring herself to an orgasm.
She smelled the juices on her hand and thought of her boyfriend, then she
thought of Duke. Thinking of Duke scared her, she thought it was perverted. But
the image of Duke kept coming back. At last she slept.

She avoided the kennel for a few days. The dream kept recurring, several times
a night. Soon the dream became a waking fantasy. She found herself drawn to the
kennels again. She took Duke on a few uneventful walks, and calmed her fears
about herself. Then one day on their walk, Duke sat down to rest and began to
lick himself. Just the tip of his penis protruded from its sheath, enough for
Karen to see. She stared at it, fixed. She couldn't take her eyes off of his
doghood. She knew at that moment, she wanted Duke inside her. But she had to
feel safe about it. This weekend would be perfect. Her father and Jenny would
be off to a dog show for four days. Eric was going climbing with that geek,
Sam. She had volunteered to stay home and tend the kennel. She could be alone
and private with her Duke.

Friday night her dream/fantasy was intense. It went on and on, she barely got
any sleep. Her hands rubbed her pussy constantly. Sometimes she curled forward,
tongue out, trying to lick her own genitals like the girl dogs in the kennel.
But she had to lick her wet fingers to satisfy that urge. That morning she
tended to all the animals, feeding and watering them, cleaning out all of the
cages. Her guts were trembling in anticipation and fear. Then she decided to do
it. She went to Dukes cage and called him out. Duke obediently followed. She
took him to the grooming area and bathed him thoroughly, paying close attention
to his scrotum and sheath. She then led him into the house and up to her room.

She took off all her clothes and sat on the edge of her bed. Karen put her hair
up in a ponytail off the top of her head. She glanced in the mirror to examine
her fifteen-year-old body. She held her breasts and examined the length of her
now exposed neck. One hand slid down to her swelling pussy and began to rub. "I
have a great body!" she said out loud, "Duke, you are going to love this." As
she spoke to Duke, he came over to her. He instinctively put his nose between
her legs, she instinctively spread 'em. He wasted no time licking her legs or
belly. No, he went straight for the pink. His long, wet licks sent shudders
through Karen's virgin body. She laid back, holding her breasts, feeling her
nipples grow. The dog saliva dripping from his mouth mixed with the pussy
juices she drooled, forming a wet spot on the bed. She began to blush. A
healthy pink bloom surrounded her sex, spreading up her belly and down her
legs. Her young breasts swelled and blushed. Her neck turned pink, from her
collar to her ears. Her skin began to feel hot and she started to sweat. Duke
began to crawl onto the bed, but Karen wanted to do it "doggy style", like she
had seen on the nature shows on TV.

She got off the bed and knelt on the carpet, raising her ass into the air. Duke
got behind her and tried to mount her. But Karen was still a small woman,
though, and Duke was a big dog. Her raised ass was too low to make connection.
Karen decided to get a footstool. She walked down the hall to the sitting room.
Duke followed her closely, and stuck his nose between her legs and licked.

Karen froze in her tracks. Her body did not respond to her conscious will. Her
body reacted as though some new wiring had taken over. She started to arch her
back and push her ass out backwards to him. Her legs spread wider, then she
dropped to her knees. This sexual access behaviour was quite compelling, she
could not control it. She put her hands on the floor, arched her back more,
offering her pert little ass and her pink, virgin pussy to Duke. He stopped
licking and tried to mount. She regained control, staggered up, and continued
to walk, knees stiff with excitement. Duke pressed his cold, wet nose against
her anus, simultaneously licking her sex with his long tongue. Again she
stopped and spread her legs. She dropped to her hands and knees. She lifted her
butt into the air, completely offering herself and accepting the dominance of
his maleness. When he stopped licking and tried to mount, she stood up to walk.
A third time he licked her, taking control. She found herself on all fours,
back arched, ass in the air. Duke was over her trying to get low enough to make
entry. Again she stood up. This time, when Duke tried to lick her, it tickled.
She squealed in delight and jumped away. Duke gave chase and the two of them
made a game of it. She ran about the house trying to out run him, laughing and
shrieking. He followed closely, licking what ever he could get his tongue on,
aiming for her ass. Finally she made it to the sitting room, got a stool and
returned to her own room.


                                     Part 2

She put the stool in the middle of the room and laid across it, belly down. Her
knees didn't reach the floor so she pushed upward with her toes, shivering with
dual emotions of fear and desire. Duke knew exactly what to do and mounted her
immediately. His plunge hit the mark, popping her cherry in one stroke. She
cried out at the pain, then held her breath. Duke began his rhythmic pumping.
Just as Karen' pussy began to adjust to the new feeling, she seemed to feel him
grow again. Duke completely filled Karen's virgin pussy and kept fucking hard.
She latched onto him and closed her eyes. His thrusts went on and on, and she
felt the first orgasm welling up. Duke began to come, and Karen felt his hot
dog seed squirting deep into her. This pushed her over the edge. She grunted
and groaned as they both orgasmed together. Wave after wave of ecstasy rocked
her. Finally she calmed down and relaxed for a minute, Duke's big dog dick
still in her.

After a minute or so, she opened her eyes. There on the floor were three
Polaroid pictures of her and Duke being dirty animals. She startled, looking
around. There was Eric, smiling and holding a video camcorder. Karen freaked
and tried to get up. Duke was much bigger than she was, outweighing her by
twenty kilos or more, and his weight pinned her down. She tried to squirm out
from under Duke, but realized she couldn't get Duke's dick out of her. Her
panic only served to clamp her tiny pussy even tighter. She put her feet down
and pushed, but this only managed to tip the stool over. For the briefest
moment, she hung in the air. The pain was intense! It felt like her plumbing
was being ripped from her body. Duke howled in pain also, as the tight bitch
under him tugged on his penis. She immediately put her feet to the floor and
supported her weight.

She began to sob in fear. "My god Eric, what's wrong? I can't get Duke out of
my... my..." She couldn't say it in her shame.

Eric roared in laughter. "You mean you don't know what is happening?"

"No! Fuckin' help me, please!"

"You mean you don't know about dog anatomy?"

"What is there to know? And hurry! This hurts and I am getting tired."

"I guess you have some learning to do. All male dogs have a knot at the base of
their dick. Its purpose is seal their come into the bitch they have just
fucked. That is so it won't ooze out."

"Well, how long does it last. I mean it, this hurts!"

"That depends. For most dogs the knot lasts only a few minutes. But not Mom's
dogs."

"I said hurry, you asshole!"

"I can't hurry anything. These dogs are special. They have been bred for
satisfying women. They can keep an erection up for more than a half an hour.
You fucked Duke for fifteen minutes, so you'll probably get to enjoy him for
fifteen or twenty more minutes."

"I'm getting tired and I am NOT enjoying this. What can I do?"

"Nothing. I'm afraid you're stuck!"

Eric set the camera on a chair, record on. He found Karen's predicament was
quite humorous. He led Duke around the room, and Karen had no choice but to
prance along on all fours, her ass way up in the air, Duke's meat firmly
planted in her. She launched a volley of hateful curses at him. Finally Eric
led Duke (and Karen) to the middle of the room. He placed the stool under
Karen's midsection so she could relax.

Eric said, "Now it is time to teach you some manners, bitch! First, you are
stuck. You are Duke's personal property for now. You are going nowhere until he
says you may. You may as well be Siamese Twins, joined at the genitals.
Watching you has made me extremely horny. I think you are going to have to suck
my cock. Before you refuse or say no, remember, I have photos and videotape of
you fucking a dog and loving every bit of it. If you don't do as I say, I will
mail copies to your loving mother and to your friends at that stuck up school
you go to. Think about that for a minute."

Karen tugged again at Duke's big dick, but it wouldn't budge. It was as if the
two of them were one animal, not two. Eric took off his clothes, turned off the
camera, and sat on the floor in front of the Karen/Duke fuck beast. Karen
objected, but Eric grabbed her hair and forced her down onto his waiting,
throbbing prick. Karen sobbed, thinking how twenty minutes ago, she had never
had even one penis in her. Now, she had two dicks in her, the one was a big dog
buried to the hilt in her virgin pussy, the other was that asshole Eric, rudely
forcing his dick into her mouth. She could taste Eric's pre-come, salty and
slick. Quickly Eric came, splattering his jism at the back of her throat. Karen
gagged, then reached down and squeezed Eric's balls, hard.

"Oh fuck!" Eric slapped Karen hard on the face. The blow stunned her and she
lost her grip on Eric. He scrambled back out of reach. "Fucking bitch!" he
yelled. "You dog fuck! That hurt!"

"I don't care. I hate you, you goddam asshole!" Come was dripping down Karen's
chin. She wiped it with the back of her hand, spitting, trying to get the taste
out of her mouth.

"Fine. I'll teach you, Dog Fuck." Eric massaged his hurting balls for a moment.
Then he went down stairs to get his climbing gear, brought it up and dumped it
out on Karen's bed. He took some tube webbing and tied her wrists together. She
tried to resist, but she and Duke were still linked into one eight-legged fuck
animal. Eric tied rope to the wrist webbing and stretched it over to a leg of a
heavy dresser, securing it. He captured one kicking leg with another piece of
webbing and secured it to a bedpost. He lassoed the other leg and tied it to
another dresser, pulling the rope tight. As he stretched her legs wide, Karen's
pelvis rotated up and her vagina protruded out. Duke sensed the improved access
and started to hump again. Karen gasped as Duke plunged even deeper into her
pussy. He humped for five minutes, driving Karen up to another raging orgasm.

Meanwhile, Eric taunted her. "Your name is now Dog Fuck. I will call you that
whenever we are alone. In the presence of others I will call you DF. It will
remind you of the breeding bitch you are. You chose Duke. A good choice, he is
one of Mother's most favored dogs. He is gentle, friendly, and loyal, popular
with the clients. Our dogs inflate their anchor knot as soon as they gain full
entry to their bitch. That way the sexual penetration can't and won't stop for
some time, which is why women love this breed. No slam-bam-thank-ya-ma'am here.
A woman gets what she bargained for. But Duke's penis is only average sized,
for our kennel. It is twenty some centimeters long, about the size of a human
cock, and his anchor knot is about the size of an apple. I am going to
introduce you to Emperor. His tool is almost thirty centimeters long, much
bigger than nearly all men. He has an anchor knot damn near as big as a
grapefruit. Not too many women can enjoy him, especially since his erections
can last more than an hour and he is so damned big. You probably won't enjoy
him, but I know he is going to enjoy your tight little fuck hole. I will go get
Emperor for you, Dog Fuck. We will see just how deep your young pussy is."


                                     Part 3

Eric left the merged fuck animal alone to finish. He went to the kennel to get
Emperor. When he returned, Duke had dismounted, and lie on his side grooming
his crotch with his tongue. Duke and Emperor had not seen each other for months
and the two of them bounded off, playing and exploring the house. Eric looked
down at Karen's writhing body, swollen pussy, milky white ass. His erection
returned. "What the fuck," he thought, "What can she do? I have the tape." He
dropped his trousers again, knelt down behind her and stroked up and down
Karen's pussy lips with the head of his cock. She struggled and called him
names, but that only egged him on. He plunged into her young teenage pussy. It
was hot, wet, and slippery with dog come, but not as tight as he expected. Duke
must have stretched her out some. Erik pumped for a few minutes then withdrew
from her vagina and placed his cock up against her anus.

"No, stop! Don't! Don't! No, please! Don't..."

Eric pushed, and as soon as the head of his dick passed her sphincter, he
slipped all the way in. He arched his back and tensed his whole body. He had
never fucked an asshole before, and he liked it. And since he was so un-fond of
Karen, and the act pleased her so little, Eric was thrilled at what he was
doing. In and out, he pumped her bum for ten minutes, then the dog come
lubricant began to dry out. He pulled out, entered her vagina for a few
strokes, and continued working her anus over. She whimpered, cried, pleaded,
but to no avail. Twice more he had to dip his dick into her pussy for more
lubrication. He fantasized on what it would be like to see a dog fuck Karen in
the ass. Then he perversely fantasized what it would be like to have a dog fuck
him in the ass. This image brought him to his second orgasm. He pushed hard,
driving as deep as he could.

At this same time, Emperor had entered the room gaining, an erection. He got up
on Eric's back and pushed his penis up against Eric's brown hole. Eric, who was
still in post-orgasm delirium, allowed it to happen. But Eric failed to process
two important pieces of information at this time: assholes don't self
lubricate, and it was Emperor who was behind him. Two quick, strong thrusts and
it was too late. Emperor had buried his massive schlong in Eric's ass and
inflated his knot. As Eric had described to Karen, the knot grew to damn near
the size of a grapefruit. Emperor's generous thirty centimeters FILLED his
rectum. The enormous pressure on his prostrate gland meant Eric's own erection
refused to subside.

Emperor's thrusts were not to be denied. He was only five or ten kilos heavier
than Eric, but far stronger. His knot was irretrievably locked into Eric's ass.
To resist meant pain. Eric had no choice but to match the thrusts of his
captor. Now he was the one who was being raped. They were a three-in-one,
twelve-legged fuck animal. What this meant for Karen was that the ass raping
that had gone on for the last half an hour continued, and not with just renewed
vigor, but with much stronger thrusts. Soon the dog come that had been
lubricating the two humans began to dry out. The skin of Eric's dick and
Karen's ass hole started to get painfully raw as the dried dog come became not
a lubricant, but a sticky adhesive. Eric frantically reached down between
thrusts and transferred some of the salty come leaking from Karen's cunt up
onto their mutually painful parts. He couldn't reach his own anus, though. He
just had to put up with that pain.

The description of Emperor's prowess was not overstated. He kept thrusting for
well over an hour. Poor Karen, it meant her ass fucking went on for damn near
two hours. Finally Emperor orgasmed, filling Eric with warm semen. Emperor
stopped humping and Eric was able to withdraw from Karen's anus. Her sphincter
was stretched, raw, and bleeding. She was sobbing. The knot up Eric's ass
lasted for another half an hour, but finally shrank. Emperor pulled his limp
meat out and Eric was finally able to stand up.

As he hobbled to the toilet, dog come drooled down his leg. He sat on the john,
feeling like he needed to shit, but only dog seed dripped out.
"Bloop...bloop...bloop..." it went. Eric was hurting. His asshole hurt. His
rectum hurt. The skin at the base of his cock hurt. His whole penis throbbed
with pain from being erect for two and a half hours. Mostly his ego hurt. In
his mind, he blamed Karen. He decided to teach her a lesson.

As soon as the come stopped draining from his ass, he went back to Karen's
room. "There are sixteen more male dogs in the kennel, Dog Fuck." he said, "You
are going to pleasure every single one of them." He placed the video camera on
a short tripod behind Karen. The only thing the camera lens could see was the
mounds of her ass, her asshole, her pussy, and some of each leg. From the
camera's view, you could not tell that Karen was in bondage. He took Karen's
small bedroom television, placed it on its back right in front of Karen's nose.
The screen filled her entire field of view. Karen was to have a ringside seat
at her own canine gang rape.

Eric went to the kennels and returned with Ranger. He placed a single mark on
her ass with a magic marker. Then he turned the dog loose. Ranger mounted her
without hesitation. Karen's requests for freedom were replaced with gasps and
faltering moans. Ranger inflated his anchor knot and humped away for over half
an hour. Karen responded with two full-blown orgasms. After Ranger came another
mark and another eager hound, Willaby. During the fifth beast fuck, Karen's
pleadings became profane. Eric went to her laundry and returned with some
soiled panties. He mopped up some of the growing puddle of dog cum on the floor
and forced the wad, dripping with come, into her mouth, taping it into place.

"How does that taste, Dog Fuck? Does it taste better than mine?" He scooped up
some more come in his hand and covered her nose with it. When she breathed in,
she sucked dog come in, coating her sinuses. She sneezed, splattering the TV
screen. Eric wiped it up, then wiped more come on her neck, ears and face. With
each dog he slopped come on her neck and ears, encouraging the animals to lick
and groom her. Some of the dogs seemed more interested in grooming Karen than
fucking her. They would lick her entire body, reclaiming all of her salty
sweat. Then they would dutifully mount the helpless young girl for a howling
joy ride.

By 5:00 am Karen had been screwed by eighteen dogs, the last was Emperor. Her
vagina was sufficiently stretched out to accommodate his entire, royal sized
penis, though the tip of him was pressed uncomfortably against her cervix, for
an hour. The action had gone on for seventeen hours. Karen experienced well
over twenty orgasms. Three times Eric had guided a dog pole into Karen's anus,
so her asshole was stretched and painful. Two times Eric had turned off the
videotape and stepped in for a turn, being careful to watch his backside.

By the end, she loved being called DF. She knew now what she was going to do
for a living.

Karen knew this was going to be an awfully great summer.

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