Ross said, "Will you hurry up with the food? If you're going to fix it, don't let Fred distract you!" Both men laughed at the small joke. Fred had dumped his bulk in a nearby chair and panted. "Damn, but she's got a tight hole!"
"You filthy beasts!" cried Miriam. "And you, you little whore, you loved every second of that horrible, degrading spectacle!"
Karen's black eyes flashed at her mother. "Damn right I enjoyed it! I enjoyed it a hell of a lot more than you probably ever did fucking dear old Dad. He's probably such a lousy lay you masturbate using a broom handle. Or the mop handle while you're washing his stinking floors! I don't want that kind of life!"
"Yeah, you want to be a whore!"
"No!" Karen flared. "I want to go with Ross and Fred!"
Ross raised one eyebrow as he studied the girl. It might be fun having her along. Then he dismissed the idea as ridiculous. If she got tired of them, she'd split. Then there would be all sorts of hell to pay. They might be up on kidnap charges.
It was even possible she'd run to the nearest cop and spill her guts about everything. Next thing he'd know, hello San Quentin for a long, long time.
The idea of having a portable fucking machine like nympho Karen was attractive, but in the long run it'd be more trouble than it'd be worth. The girl could only bring the two convicts a lot of grief.
Fred, though, seemed to get off on the idea. "Hey, that don't sound half bad. What say, Ross? Shall we take her along? Three musketeers and all that, fucking our way to…"
"Shut up!" snapped Ross. He didn't want the other man to even hint at where they were going. But he'd have to come up with something fast to make sure that the girl backed down. It wouldn't be easy. In front of her mother was a heavy trip to back down on.
A sudden idea hit him. He'd make Karen do something so unspeakably terrible, she'd have to be repulsed. She'd be able to go crawling back to her mother and say how rotten those men were after all. Karen would lose some of her dignity but it would get Ross off the hook.
He quietly said, "No one joins our little group without an initiation rite. You gotta pass a test if you want to go anywhere with us. Do you think you could do it?"
Karen said, her voice trembling with eagerness, "Sure! Anything. Anything at all, Ross!"
"Fred, go see if you can find that dog that was chained up out back somewhere. The one we heard barking when we came up."
Miriam gasped. "You unspeakable beast! You… you!" Her voice cracked as words escaped her. She couldn't think up insults that would come close to describing the total revulsion she felt for Ross.
Fred got up and went out back. He didn't know what was coming off, but he liked the sound of it. The appeal of the kinky was strong in the man. He enjoyed watching other people squirm and the way Miriam had reacted would make just about anything worthwhile.
Karen sat down, then quickly stood up again. Her ass had begun to burn like a million fire ants had bitten her. Her voice was a little shrill but she managed to ask Ross, "What do you want me to do?"
Instead of answering, the redhead smiled and asked, "What's your dog's name, kiddo?"
"Milo. He's an AKC registered sheep dog."
"Yeah. He's big and friendly. And he's probably hornier than hell being penned up out here in the woods. No other girl dogs around for him to make it with. You know?"
Karen frowned. She wasn't sure what Ross was getting at.
He told her as Fred brought the huge Milo into the room. "Fred and I think you'd be doing your doggy friend, here, a real big favor if you sucked him off."
"Huh?" Karen was shocked at the suggestion. Milo was like one of the family. More so. She loved the dog more than she did either her mother or father.
"You heard me. You suck the dog off. Doggy jism all over the place and we'll think about taking you along. Of course, you can always back out and…"
Ross was shocked at the quickness with which Karen moved to grab Milo around the neck. She was cooing to the dog, "All right, Milo, just relax and your Karen will fix you up like Ross asks."
Ross couldn't believe that the girl wanted to go with him that badly. It was unthinkable that Karen would suck off a dog just to go with a couple guys who'd done nothing but degrade her and fuck her.
Yet she was agreeing to it faster than most whores would put out.
"Hey, hold on for a second. Let the dog lick on your cunt first."
"I… I don't know if he will or not," the girl said.
"Fred, smear some of that canned dog food over the teenybopper's snatch. And stuff some up her twat, too. Make it nice and tasty for our friend, Milo."
Fred got another hard-on smearing the smelly horsemeat dog food all over Karen's silky snatch. She shuddered when he rammed gob after gob of the gooey gunk up her cunt. It felt absolutely putrid inside her. It was just about the most disgusting thing she'd ever had done to her before. The chance of going with Ross, though, made up for it. The black-haired teenager would put up with anything for that chance. And she'd show them, too!
Milo was hungry. The sheep dog hadn't eaten all day. His massive body rushed across the floor and he dived between Karen's widespread legs. The girl grunted when the rough tongue lashed out and began to gobble up the dog food.
Karen felt her dog's rough tongue scraping along her delicate cuntlips. The wet, slobbery tongue plied over her pussy until every single speck of the dog food had disappeared. Then, Milo's long tongue began digging around inside those delicate, pink-tinged cuntlips for the rest of his supper.
When Milo's tongue began lapping in and out of her cunt, Karen thought she'd faint. It wasn't painful. Quite the contrary. It was – exciting! But the thought of letting an animal lick and tongue her snatch was doing terrible things to her mind.
She enjoyed the feel of Milo's tongue. It wasn't any worse than a man's. Rougher, but it was also longer. The animal's tongue snaked out and vanished far up her twat. She could feel Milo rummaging around deep inside her looking for the tasty meal Fred had placed there. In spite of her revulsion at the act of letting an animal do this to her, Karen sensed her body was betraying her one more time.
Her cunt was beginning to flow happily at the prospect of something going in and out of it. This was the perfect mating. Pussy meeting doggy tongue. The thought struck the girl as funny. She started to laugh. The prickly feeling of Milo's tongue far up her cunt tickled, too, and Karen was soon laughing hard.
She felt the tickling of the sheep dog's hair on her delicate inner legs. The girl reached down and stroked behind the dog's ears. Milo always liked that. He began to pant and lap with even greater avidity. The dog sensed the succulent taste of Karen's cunt juice mixed with the usual bland supper he was used to.
The added treat made Milo lick and lap and pant even faster. He was enjoying this old treat!
The sight sickened Karen's mother. She felt her gorge rise. It was not possible for her to speak without gagging. Miriam tried to close her eyes, but she could still hear the animal sounds of eating and her very own daughter's moans of enjoyment.
Karen knew that Milo had finished off all the dog food when he started to lick her face. She tried to hold him back but the dog was too big, too heavy. Milo weighed at least a hundred and ten pounds. Even for a sheep dog he was big.
Big and horny like Ross had said.
The slim, slick pink cock slipped in and out of its sheath. The slimy tendril flicked in and out as the dog licked Karen's face. He was happy. And to the dog, happy meant time to fuck.
But there weren't any female sheep dogs – or any dogs at all – around so Milo had to be as happy as a dog could be. Just eating and sleeping and occasionally being petted was all he could expect in life right now.
He was in for the surprise of his life.
Ross ordered, "Go to it, kiddo. Start sucking off our good buddy Milo. Now, dammit, now!" Karen's face went absolutely white. She licked dried lips. This wasn't her idea of a good time. But she wanted to go with Ross. And she simply couldn't go crawling back to her mother. The woman would make life unbearable for her. Life was already pretty bad.
Hadn't Miriam dragged her up to this God-forsaken lake? Hadn't she tried to isolate her from everyone like she was a leper? What did Karen really need with either her mother or her father? Her father beat her all the time for simply screwing around. And her mother wasn't that much of an improvement.
Karen stroked back Milo's long fur. Her head moved slowly, her lips pursed to take the dog's slippery cock into her mouth.
"No, Karen, NO!" screamed Miriam.
Fred backhanded the woman and said menacingly, "Another word out of you and I'll cut your tongue out. Now shut up and watch the doggy show."
The teenager wrinkled her nose for a moment, then made the plunge. She took the damp snaky prick into her mouth. There was a sharp acid taste that gagged her. But she grimly started to suck on the cock. She wanted to go with Ross and Fred. This was the only way she could prove to them how badly she really wanted to go.
Fred cried out, "Hot damn, she's actually giving Milo a blow job!"
Ross sat back, his fingers pulled into a tent in front of his face. The entire scene intrigued him. He hadn't believed the girl capable of actually sucking off her dog. It just went to show what a real nympho would do.
Karen continued to run her tongue up and down Milo's cock. The dog panted happily, drooling all over her neck and back. She smelled the usual dog odors, then caught a different smell. It was the smell of an aroused male dog. It was strong, almost overpowering to Karen. She knew that the others couldn't possibly smell it. She was the only one close enough to the source.
It gagged her as much as the lashing pink cock that slid down her throat. Milo's cock bounced around, batting to and fro inside her mouth. The long, foul-tasting, slimy tendril of prick seemed to go down her throat instinctively. Karen pursed her lips and began to suck harder on Milo's cock.
The dog barked joyfully. He was enjoying the strangeness of the experience. In all his doggy dreams, he'd never imagined anything as fine as the feel of Karen's tongue and mouth on his cock.
Karen began to marvel at how long Milo was. But the thin cock wasn't big enough around to really satisfy anyone but another dog. And Karen was far from satisfied. She hated the taste of Milo's prick. The thought of sucking off an animal made her sick to her stomach.
When Milo's cock started to twitch like a snake, the girl knew the dog was going to ejaculate. The thought horrified her that the dog was going to come in her mouth. She'd have a throat full of dog jism.
Before Karen could get her mouth off the dog's cock, the animal gave a deep-throated bark and blasted off a hot, creamy geyser. She had no choice but to swallow the dog's cum. The second fountain of jism arched into the air and splatted on the floor almost five feet away. The dog kept barking and growling low in its throat.
This was something brand new for Milo. And he thought he liked it. In a few seconds, the animal's prick had vanished back into its round sheath of protective flesh.
Karen was lying on her side, weakly vomiting on the floor.
Fred went over to Milo and patted the dog on the head. "Good boy, Milo, good boy. You did real good."
Ross wasn't sure if he was pleased or not. He hadn't thought the idiot girl would be dumb enough to actually suck off a dog. Now he'd have to just tie her up and leave her behind.
Somehow, the thought wasn't very pleasant for the man.