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From: "NightShade" <i_m_nightshade@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} [NEW] Cindy's New Friends -  Chapter 02/14 (F FF F/dog F/mech pain bond caution!)
Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 12:10:05 -0400
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WARNING: The chapters in this story contain scenes of graphic sex involving
lesbianism, masturbation, mechanical sex acts, bestiality, and bondage, all
with strong undercurrents of pain, and, if you can believe it, romance.  In
code, that is [f ff fd ffdd mech bd pain rom].  If subject matter of this
nature does not interest you, do not read any farther.

   All events in this story are fictional.  (DUH!) All the characters in
this story are fictional.  This is a fantasy, i.e.  a place where physical
acts and human responses are not limited to or necessarily based in
reality. Therefore, some acts and responses described are physically
impossible or physiologically improbable.  Do not try them yourself,
especially alone.  This story is intended for the salacious entertainment
of consenting adults, not as an instructional manual.  Again, do not try to
do any of the things described in this story.  You will injure yourself or
your partner.

   If you are under 18 years of age, go away.  This will burn your
eyeballs.

   If material of a strong sexual nature is prohibited where you are, go
away.

   By continuing, the reader accepts all responsibility for any disgust,
revulsion, jail sentences, or pleasure that result from reading this story.

   You have been warned!

   That said, enjoy!..:)

   NightShade

   *******













   Cindy's New Friends

   By NightShade.

   7/98, revised 12/99

   Chapter 2

   Toweling off her quivering body kept Cindy in a kind of erotic haze.  It
was as if a switch had been turned on in her body or brain.  Everything
that touched her, everything she did, everything she thought excited her
cunt this afternoon.  The rough fabric of her thick towel reddened her
tender skin, bringing the blood to the surface as she roughly toweled
herself dry.  She probably spent more time than necessary to dry off her
tits, ass and crotch and, by the time she was through with them, those
areas were a bright blushing red.

   Her long, stiff nipples felt raw and sensitive to the slightest touch.
She knew she couldn't wear her bra while they were this sore.  Even her old
T-shirt would hurt.  So she decided to go without a top for a while, just
until they settled down.

   Knotting a towel around her waist, she wandered around the tiny cottage
and picked up her clothes.  She had not had many personal possessions
growing up in the orphanage, so she was especially neat and orderly with
the few she had.  She kept her clothes neat and the cottage spotless.  As
she worked, she enjoyed the feeling of her unencumbered breasts swaying
freely as she moved and bent.  As a result, she was probably more vigorous
than usual as she moved about doing her chores, but she didn't notice. 
Predictably, instead of abating, the internal heat in her young body was
slowly building up.

   Looking around at the spotless room, she saw there was nothing left to
do until dinner.  She decided to lie out in the sun for an hour or so.  She
started to go get a cover-up, but then the thought of going outside topless
thrilled her as being wicked and decadent.  Being out in the country with
no one around made her feel secure and safe enough to do such a daring
thing.

   Picking up another towel and a tube of sun tan lotion, she walked out
into the small clearing behind the cottage.  The sun was positioned just
right as she bent over and spread her towel.  Her free-swaying breasts
quivered slightly as she worked.  In this position, with her bent over from
the waist, her firm young breasts were displayed at their very finest.  The
perky nipples pointed straight down and the full firm globes swelled
slightly as they hung easily from her chest, swaying gently as she
breathed. The sensual weight of the orbs pulled them down, swollen, making
them seem even larger.  She grinned as she felt the strange heat building
in her loins once again.

   "God, no matter what I do, it turns me on", she thought, as she suddenly
realized that that was exactly what that phrase meant.  "I wonder what else
`turns me on'?"

   The towel was spread, and she settled herself comfortably on her back,
prepared to relax and let her tense body calm down in the warm sun.  The
knot she had tied in the towel around her waist dug uncomfortably into her
side.  She reached down and undid the knot.  Then, realizing that the loose
towel would bunch up under her butt and be even more uncomfortable, she
pulled the towel off, leaving her completely nude.  This was too much of a
bold step for her, so she folded the towel into a narrow strip, and laid it
chastely across the top of her legs to cover her pubic area.  She didn't
want to burn the sensitive flesh down there.

   The sun tan lotion was cool when she squirted it onto her stomach.  At
first she was only going use enough to do her stomach and arms, but the
coolness of the liquid made her suddenly tense up.  She squirted too much
out of the tube.  After smearing it over her arms and stomach, there was
still quite a bit left.

   "Well, I don't want them to burn, do I?" she asked herself as she began
the pleasurable task of oiling up her boobs.

   "OOOOHHHH that's good", she sighed.

   She began massaging the pliant orbs in earnest, completing the task of
thoroughly applying the excess lotion - and then some.  The Aloe in the
lotion soothed her raw nipples, calming them.  She derived a great deal of
pleasure just by rubbing the slippery potion around and around over them.

   She closed her eyes and lay back on the towel as she brought both hands
into play, one slender hand on each tit.  Her mind was now totally given
over to the lust in her budding body.  As she languorously stimulated her
tits, her mind drifted and her legs spread slightly, opening automatically
in response to the erotic thoughts clouding her brain.

   She started pinching her nipples as she had in the shower, experimenting
with increasingly more pressure.  When the tormented buds had grown to
their largest size ever, she pulled on them, stretching them away from her
body.  They reacted to this exquisite torture by giving her immense
pleasure.  Without thinking, Cindy curled the slender middle finger of each
hand, cocking them against her thumbs, and then flicked them as one would
flick a crumb from the table.  Her laquered nails landed very hard against
the sides of her breasts, catching her nipples squarely.  She didn't know
why, but the sudden pain screaming from them seemed to excite her more than
anything else had yet today, so she did it repeatedly until they were
really too sore to touch.  Although it hurt, - a lot!  - the sharp pain
transformed to pleasure by the time it had reached her cunt.

   She was thinking totally with her sopping cunt now.  Nothing mattered to
her but the feeling building inside her.  Her erotic dreams were so far
way, she didn't notice at first that she was not alone in the small
clearing.  It was not until she felt the gentle pressure of hot breath on
her smooth thighs that her fogged brain registered that someone else was
there with her.  Cindy's hands froze in mid pull, then released her
distended nipples to snap back to their normal excited length.

   The very thought that someone was watching her as she touched herself so
intimately gave her a wicked thrill.  She decided to give her admirer a
real show and moved her hands to display her perfect glistening globes for
the watcher at her feet.  No one ever wanted to look at her before, when
she was small and ugly.  That someone found her worth looking at was a new
experience, one she found she was enjoying very much. .  She wasn't scared.
She was too far gone, too close to another release to be afraid.

   The hot moist breath tantalized her young skin as it moved closer to her
body.  She didn't want to open her eyes to find out who was there with her,
but she did slow her hands and focused on the hot breath tickling the tiny
hairs on her inner thighs.

   The element of an unexpected presence gradually wove itself into the
fabric of her erotic fantasy.  She let herself imagine a handsome,
rough-handed logger standing at her feet, watching her.  His red flannel
shirt was open to expose his broad hairy chest.  His strong square jaw
bristly with his unshaven beard.

   He would be a man's man.

   Holding her breath as she pursued this dangerously erotic dream, she
imagined his virile male organ tenting the front of his faded Levi's as he
gazed at her beauty.  She knew intuitively that she would easily excite a
man with the body she had now.  From her biology and sex-ed classes, she
knew that meant his organ, his penis, would get hard and erect.

   Cindy had a very limited knowledge of the male anatomy and even less
experience with it.  In fact, she had only seen the crude drawings passed
around furtively at school the ones that caused the other girls to snigger
and guffaw.  Cindy had only stared at it, not comprehending that the
crudely drawn organ was way out of perspective.  The fact that a man with
an organ that large would not be able to stand upright never crossed her
mind.  In her imagination, a tool that big was normal, so, in her
fantasies, all of her lovers had gargantuan cocks.

   She imagined her roughshod logger would have a massive organ, with a
swollen helmeted head the size of a basketball.  Silky smooth skin over an
iron hard muscle would throb with every beat of his heart.  He would be
standing there, gazing at her, holding the shaft with both hands.

   Or maybe her lover was a woodsman who lived deep in the forest and had
not seen a woman in years.  He would jump on her, pin her down and ravish
her over and over..

   Cindy never got farther than that in her girlish fantasies.  This time,
though, she felt the fantasy would go on.  Her tight young body was just
aching for the story to continue.  Her wildly erotic dreaming increased the
wetness in her pussy, a little trickle running down into her ass crack to
moisten her clenching shit hole.

   She felt the towel being gently lifted up off her loins, moving so very
slowly, exposing her most private parts to the view of the silent intruder.
Wickedly, wantonly, she inched her legs farther apart as inconspicuously as
possible, drawing her knees up slightly at the same time.  The puffy outer
lips of her vagina split open, showing her moistened, sensitive inner lips
to her admirer.

   Several moments passed with the two of them seemingly frozen in this
erotic tableau.  Her heart was beating wildly and her fingers started their
torment of her ruddy nipples once more.  Cindy kept herself on the edge of
a kind of emotional cliff as she waited for something to happen.

   She heard a slight movement and some shuffling.

   Would the intruder go away and leave her unmolested?  Would he stay? 
Would he touch her?  Wasn't she pretty enough?  Was he even there?  A
thousand thoughts sped through her feverish mind.  She was alert to every
sensation invading her body.

   A sudden brush of a rough material against the sensitive smooth skin of
her inner thigh just about made her jump out of her skin.  She was so into
the daydream, however, she wasn't separating reality from fantasy, and the
sudden touch opened up the story line to new possibilities.  She tensed,
but didn't pull away from her lover's advances.

   Then there came the first intentional touch.  It was kind of like what
she imagined a kiss would be, if she were ever to get one.  This kiss was
down there, on the wrong lips.  It was too wet.  The lips weren't smooth
either, but kind of rough, like a tongue.  That was it, it was a tongue. 
Someone was licking her down there!

   For the second time in ten seconds, Cindy just about bolted for the
cottage.  Then she remembered one of the pictures she had seen in the
library.  Two beautiful women had been kissing and licking each other -
down there and the expressions on their faces had been dreamy.  She had
thought at the time it had been posed, but now she knew different.  As the
tongue touching her vaginal lips became bolder, skyrockets went off in her
head.  The intensely erotic feelings were building until she thought her
whole body would explode.

   The burrowing tongue kept on licking her, lazily swiping from her anus
up to her clit in one slow motion.  Cindy shuddered as she felt the long
intruder tantalize her back door.  In her lust-heightened state, even that
turned her on.

   She began to notice some strange things, even through her lusty haze. 
That long, warm, wet wonderful tongue was actually too long.  Too long for
a human, anyway.  And were those things tickling her tender inner thighs a
beard, or were they whiskers?  With a sudden start she opened her eyes and
glanced down between the valley of her heaving breasts.

   It wasn't a woodsman or a logger at all!  It was a Wolf!  A big black
wolf!  With sharp teeth!  She was being eaten by a big bad wolf!

   She started to turn to run, but froze in panic.  The animal continued to
lap contentedly at her wet hole as she considered her best move to escape
the same fate as Little Red Riding Hood.  When she finally did try to
slowly slide her butt back on the towel and get away from the persistent
licking, she was immediately stopped by a low, threatening growl.  She gave
a small whimper of fear, and gave up all hope of seeing tomorrow.

   At the sound of her terror, the animal raised its magnificent head and
looked at her with its piercing, intelligent, gentle eyes.  As if
reassuring Cindy, the wolf grinned at her, which exposed most the gleaming
sharp teeth in its mouth.  Cindy was hardly comforted.

   Lowering its slim muzzle back to her dripping honey pot, the animal
firmly pushed his moist nose up against her clit.  With every hot breath,
its nose would rub against her clit, driving the poor captive girl further
and further from reality.

   As well, being in this close, the slender tongue slipped past her outer
and inner lips and entered her virgin tunnel.  This strange feeling of
invasion drove her to frantic action.  She brought up her knees, ready to
roll over and run into the cottage.

   Sensing her imminent flight, the wild animal nipped her lightly on the
thigh.  Not enough to draw blood, or even hurt.  But it sure scared the
fight out of her.  Cindy collapsed back onto the towel, closed her eyes and
sobbed.  She was sure she was going to die.  If not from the wolf, then
surely from shame.

   She continued to live, much to her surprise.  The animal continued to
lick her pussy, to her growing enjoyment.  A couple of sharp nudges with
its nose directly on her clit, followed by a gentle nip of that swollen
gland with his sharp front teeth, and Cindy didn't care if she died or not.
She just wanted the feelings she was experiencing to go on and on forever.

   The big wolf pulled back a bit from tormenting the prone girl using just
the tip of its tongue to tease her sensitive skin.  This gave Cindy a
chance to clear her head a little.  Her mind raced over what had happened.
So far, the beast had been pretty gentle with her, but definitely sexual.
She still had all her fingers and toes.  The only thing she had lost was
her dignity, but she hadn't had much of that anyway.  She knew that what
they were doing was not normal, but, outside of the gentle bite, she had
not been hurt.  It did feel good, once she got past her fear.  She was in
no position to argue either.

   She thought back to the photo of the two women.  She hadn't known then
if what they were doing was normal or not with her limited sexual
experiences, but later, when the wolf started licking her, she had dreamed
it was her lover, and she had thought it was wonderful.

   Like it was wonderful now, or could be if she would let go.  Steeling
her resolve to experience the sensuous tide again, she calmed her fears. 
The pleasure she felt increased the more she relaxed, willingly giving into
this new side of herself.

   The talented animal had been persistently, gently, thoroughly, licking
the inflamed outer lips her cunt and her inner thighs.  The glorious
sensations were building up in her pussy like floodwaters behind a dam,
just as they had in the shower, only bigger.  Better.

   Suddenly, the dam burst.  She began to cum, shaking, screaming out her
passion, and dripping her virgin juices into the waiting mouth of the
animal.  Repeatedly she cried out and spasmed until she collapsed in a
relaxed heap of quivering flesh, her legs splayed open in a wanton
invitation for more.

   The huge black wolf gladly accepted her open invitation.

   -=-=-=-=-=-==-==-===-

   Having watched the naked girl exit the cottage into the bright sunlight,
the dog had been released with a silent hand command.  Then, clinically
observing the obscene spectacle, the dark figure noted with a small
surprise the girl's ready acceptance of the dog's advances.  This was an
unusual twist indeed.  Usually that kind of unfeigned acceptance took much
longer.  Perhaps this new batch of drugs she was getting mixed in with her
boxed lunches at the library increased the sexual drive as well.  If so, it
would bear investigation.

   The dark shadow slipped silently away from the resting couple, the empty
leash clinking softly with each step.  The dog was well trained and would
perform flawlessly.  There was no need to watch.

   That would come later, when the real debauchery would begin.



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