At first, when he'd found the open door to the room where he'd imprisoned the dog and the animal gone, Shannon had experienced a cold emptiness at the pit of his stomach. What the hell had happened? Madeleine would never have let the damned brute out, but Annette would… if she'd gotten the chance… and in order to have obtained that she would've had to put Madeleine out of commission…
He'd ran through the house and taken the stairs three at a time, only to come up short in the open doorway of the bedroom where he'd ordered the girls to stay. Christ! They were there all right, dog and all, so Godamned involved in a three-way orgy that they hadn't even heard him come pounding up the stairs. Even Launcelot's normal protective instincts had evidently been so overshadowed by his ruttish heat that he'd failed to detect the newcomer's presence.
Shannon could only gape in amazement at the unbelievably licentious sight. Both girls were completely naked: Annette sprawled on her back with her cream-white thighs yawning wide while Madeleine, with her beautiful round ass thrust high in the air, lay with her face nuzzled tightly in their prisoner's wet, down-covered genitals, her tongue licking furiously at Annette's pink, open cunt, and mounted behind Madeleine with his forepaws clutching at her waist and hips, his near-foot of thick scarlet animal prick jack-hammering between her quivering, upthrust buttocks, sinking its full length into the coral, velvety flesh of her moist hair-fringed cunt, was the Godamned Great Dane, fucking his heart out.
In his eventful and too often wicked lifetime, Shannon had never witnessed a more obscene sight that he could recall, nor had his cock ever leaped into hardness any quicker than it had right at that moment. He was damned near overcome with immediate lust and he clutched at his swollen member inside his trousers as Madeleine emitted a loud moan and began to chant and wail, her head raising to toss wildly from side to side while her soft sensuous body jerked and convulsed on the thick and squirting animal cock that was ramming and shooting its load like a fire hose up into her soft white belly. It was at the precise moment that she fell forward burying her face once more in Annette's crotch that he reached down and tore open the front of his pants, releasing his jumping and already aching shaft. He said: "Is this a private party… or can anyone join in?"
Annette raised to her elbows and craned her neck to see him in the doorway. She wasn't certain, but she doubted that Madeleine had heard him, and as she stared in shocked surprise she realized that the fly of his trousers was open and he was holding his heavy-looking cock lewdly in his hand, his pelvis thrust slightly forward. She felt her face flushing shamefully at the thought of him standing there watching their salacious performance, and then Launcelot interrupted with a vicious growl and she ordered him to the floor and to silence. Meekly, the animal obeyed as Shannon walked toward the bed gripping his long, thick prick, and she found her eyes suddenly locked upon it in rapidly growing fascination.
It was then that Madeleine also realized someone had entered and sat up with a start, her mouth dropping open guiltily at the sight of him, her immediate humiliation giving way quickly to astonishment when she saw that he was holding his rigid, heavy rod in his hand.
"Mon Dieu! Shannon, cheri," she gasped, her face a glowing crimsom. "I didn't hear… that is… I… we can explain… Wh-What are you doing…?"
He was, in fact, undressing as fast as he could and grinning at the same time. "What the hell do you think I'm doing? I'm getting ready to join the party, baby… even up the score with that dog, eh?"
"Wh-What do you mean, cheri!" Madeleine stammered. "Please… I couldn't help myself…"
"No?" Shannon continued to grin as he dropped his shorts down his long muscular legs and stood naked before the two embarrassed, staring girls. "And that's my problem, angel… I can't help myself. I figure if that dog can fuck my mistress, then I can even the score and fuck his… logical?" His keen, hard blue eyes narrowed lustfully and centered upon Annette's sleek willowy nakedness. "How does that strike you, Ma'm'selle?"
"If… if I say the word, Launcelot'll tear you to pieces," Annette replied sharply, but confusedly, her passion once more aroused by the carnal sight of the thick stalk of rigid flesh jutting out in an upward arch from his lean hairy loins, yet, unable to accept willingly this man who had deceived her, whose prisoner she was, and who might even be considering murdering her if her father failed to meet his ransom demands. God, in truth, she hated him… and she didn't intend to be taken by a man she hated…
"Please, cheri, you mustn't," pleaded Madeleine, getting off the bed to stand between him and Annette where she lay. "Mon Dieu, she means it, Shannon… the animal is a killer. I couldn't help myself… I had to let him…"
"Shut up!" he snapped at her, pressing her to one side not too gently. Then, to Annette who hadn't moved except to close her thighs: "I'm going to fuck you, doll-baby… and if that canine makes one move toward me I'll crush his elephant skull with a chair. Now… you going to take it willingly… or do I rape you?"
Annette couldn't avoid the tiny galvanic tingles his lewd words raised inside her, nor control the thrill of excitement his pledge caused to ripple along her spine. She stared at him round-eyed, her line of vision once more fixing upon his stiff, thick sinewed cock, and as she gaped he drew the heavy foreskin back exposing its huge purplish, rubbery head and causing tiny droplets of its seminal fluid to ooze from the split at its tip. A tiny series of shudders spiraled through her and she felt the gooseflesh standing out on her naked skin.
"D-Damn you!" she gasped finally.
"Please, Shannon…" Madeleine tried once more, reaching for his arm, but he shook her off and began to move slowly toward the bed.
"Spread 'em, baby-doll… spread 'em wide," he hissed, "'cause this Yankee bastard's going to fuck you like you've never had it before…"
"Damn you! Godamn you…!" She groaned out between hard clenched teeth and began to move, but Shannon climbed onto the bed, grabbing her as she tried to roll away. Roughly, he pressed her onto her back and forced his way between her kicking legs as Launcelot growled and gave a start, his great muscular body tensed and quivering, yet, unmoving in obedience to his mistress' last command.
"How'll you have it, baby-doll… a fucking in the mouth or pussy… or maybe you'd rather take it in the ass for starters?" Shannon hissed down at her, his weight cradled between her forced-apart thighs, pinning her body while his big hands held hers tight to the bed.
Annette trembled in rage, fear and hate; still, she was aware of the hot churning desire the sight of his massive prick had re-kindled in her belly, along with a certain twinge of shame and humiliation that flickered through her confused mind. She struggled, throwing her head from side to side, tears of frustration streaming down the edges of her cheeks.
"One… one word from me, damn you and Launcelot would kill you!" she reminded him, spitting the words up at him between clenched teeth.
"Don't try it, sweetheart… not if you value the dog's life," warned Shannon firmly. "Just answer the question… which way?"
"You… you Yankee bastard!" she snarled viciously, but giving up her struggles.
"Oh God, cheri, please don't…?" Madeleine begged from where she stood beside the bed gaping helplessly down at them, realizing even as she spoke that her words were falling on deaf ears.
"You want me to decide for you?" Shannon taunted, grinning obscenely as he ground his rock-hard shaft against the tender, sensitive, pink moist slit in Annette's defenseless crotch. "You seem to like the sucking approach… maybe, you'd like to eat a little cock first, eh?"
"Oh God…!" Annette moaned helplessly. "Fuck it! Go ahead… fuck me, you Yankee bastard!" she hissed at him, the fire licking through her loins at the brutal contact with his huge prick, spurred further by her sheer helplessness and the obscene position in which he was holding her. "Well…? What're you waiting for… an engraved invitation? Come on… fuck my cunt! Now!" she half-screamed up into his salaciously leering face, wiggling her buttocks in lewd, suggestive fashion.
Shannon needed no coaxing. He let free of her hands and reached down to draw her legs up and back over her head before she hardly realized what was happening, pressing the toes of her feet harshly into the mattress on either side of her shoulders. Her tortured body was bent back double, the sudden pain of her strained muscles raising an agonized little groan from her throat. The glistening, flattened plane of her delightful crotch was presented up to him to ravage as he would with his thick cock aimed straight at her defenseless upturned split. Suddenly, his heavy body crushed down on her twisting form, smashing her taut breasts tightly back into her chest. His heavy rod plunged into her unresisting cunt like a blunt fence-post, pushing the velvety moist folds of sensitive flesh in rippling waves before its cruel turgid head.
"Aaaauuuggghhhhhhh!" Annette grunted loudly at the sharp, brutal impalement, even more surprised now at its heavy-veined thickness as it soared up into her, ramming painfully against her cervix. She winced beneath the agony, but it was only a temporary shock that soon passed as the greedy moist walls of her vagina clasped around the massive shaft voraciously, the hair-lined lips slithering up wetly to devour its length to the hilt. His bloated balls smacked hard into the wet, naked crevice of her buttocks and she moaned in masochistic degraded humiliation at the pleasurable pain surging through her.
Madeleine watched in sickened, if, growing fascination the sight of Shannon's raised buttocks tensing heavily as he drove downward with unmerciful force, sinking his sinewed prick all the way into Annette's moist, gaping channel, until only a narrow white stretch of it showed, wet and glistening, beneath his heavy balls. She cringed, hearing the smack of his pelvis against the girl's, and stared as he withdrew and thrust, withdrew and thrust in ever-increasing rhythm, the underside of his prick's huge head becoming visible with each withdrawal. At last, he freed Annette's long slender legs and quickly they wrapped around his hips, her heels tight against the cheeks of his ass, straining to pull him back inside her. The cords on the insides of her thighs flexed tightly as she raised her soft, down-covered genitals back up over his spearing cock, her hollowed buttocks lifting inches off the bed while she struggled upward desperately in her effort to absorb the entire length of his rod back into the fleshy pink folds of her now hungry cunt. A wet, viscid sound filled the room as they fucked furiously and Launcelot began to whimper on the floor beside the bed.
Madeleine felt her own belly quiver sensuously at the lascivious scene, and her loins began to tingle once more as she became dimly aware of her hands moving over her body lustfully. She couldn't help herself, anymore than she could contain the sensations that had brought about her masturbation earlier. Abruptly, she lay down on the bed beside them and began caressing the swollen nipple of Annette's heaving breast. This, she did with one hand, while with the other she reached between Shannon's legs to grasp the hot slipperiness of his plunging cock. The heat and familiar thickness of it as it pounded savagely into Annette's cunt aroused a welling of carnal passion to fill her, and momentarily she began to run her finger into the soft, yielding flesh alongside the driving shaft… feeling it slide hotly back and forth against the length of her probing digit.
Annette's wildly writhing body was lifting and jerking as if completely out of control now and her moans and whimpers of ecstatic pleasure were coming in continuous gasping breaths.
"Ooohhh… Ooohhh… Oui, oui… fuck me mon cher! Damn you! Damn you! Fuck me hard… harder… harder!" she wailed chokingly.
Madeleine carefully adjusted her hand until she was able to withdraw her finger and insert her thumb in its place; then, with her free forefinger she began to edge her way down into the smooth dampened crease between Annette's buttocks until she felt the tiny puckered circle of her wildly working anus. The girl's hips squirmed and jerked convulsively at the touch, and very gently, Madeleine began to slowly press the tip of her finger into the tight opening… probing almost imperceptibly deeper and deeper into the rubbery warmth of the small clasping orifice. Soon, through the thin wall of hot flesh separating Annette's cunt and rectum, she was able to feel the urgent thrusting of Shannon's cock driving against the pressing contact of her thumb. The sensation of lewd delight it caused within her was all that Madeleine needed to set her off.
She lay on her side facing them, her back to the edge of the bed where Launcelot waited, whimpering. Suddenly, she raised her leg, opening her thighs wide as she jutted her buttocks backwards and called: "Come, Launcelot, cheri! Come! Hurry… here, here…!"
Immediately, the great animal responded, poking his wet, cool nose between her thighs to the sensitive, tingling flesh of her exposed crotch, his long wet tongue thrusting into her well-lubricated vulva and up the moist passageway of her cunt like a rapacious slithering snake, ravishing her open split with pleasure-giving delight.
At first touch of something foreign slipping into the forbidden tender softness of her heretofore unplundered rectum, Annette had felt a scream building in her throat… but whatever it was, it was being done so gently… so very, very gently, that instead of pain she began to experience a weird and additional erotic pleasure… increasing with every passing second as the probing depths of the unknown instrument thrust its way deep up into her nether hole… Slowly, Shannon began to increase the pace and length of his stroke fucking into her cunt and she felt her whole body responding as it squirmed and writhed beneath him.
Then, he dropped her mouth to hers and she shot her tongue upward between his lips to be sucked, and she moaned unceasingly in passion-filled acceptance of whatever lewd or vile whim his mind could conceive to subjugate her. Masochistically, she raised her crotch up to him in simultaneous rhythm to his ever downward plunge, sensing her own desire-contorted grimace of wanton joy as her mouth opened and closed against his lips while her heart became completely his in abject surrender.
Abruptly, the still whimpering Launcelot bounced up onto the bed, frightening Madeleine at first, and causing her to jerk her fingers from Annette's seething, moist genitals as she rolled onto her back, her thighs still yawning widely, exposing her dark hair-lined cuntal crevice to the massive beast. She raised her head to look down between her full, erect breasts to see his great tongue lash out and lick wetly up and down the crevice surrounding her snug, tiny rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the outer fleshy anal circle. As she watched, he began to lap greedily the narrow pink slit between her wide-spread thighs. He ran his tongue wetly through it, from the tightly closed little anus up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt to the erotic plexus of her womanhood enshrined at its peak. His thick tongue spread through the soft, fleece-covered swelling like a knife through soft melted butter. It laved relentlessly between her wide open legs, pausing only sporadically to lunge in a curl deeply into her. She spasmed fitfully as she twisted and lurched under the Great Dane's tongue lapping and lashing at her genitals.
Soft mewls of delight erupted from her until suddenly she placed her hands to the sides of his massive head and with a deep animalistic groan, kicked her legs back over her head, pulling his long nose forward into her wet, throbbing vagina. His lengthy tongue shot up her moist channel with breathtaking delight, ravishing her upthrust cunt wildly. It was then that the feral, babbling, half-shrieks began to stream crazily from her lips, pleading and encouraging the dumb brute salivating between her churning, upturned buttocks.
"Oh… oh… Mon Dieu! I'm going to cum… oui… oui… ooohhhhhh… lick it, damn you! Lick my cunt you fucking beast!"
Annette barely heard Madeleine's vile screams of release as Shannon raced madly into her own lust-incited cunt. Wildly, his bloated sac slapped into the wet crevice separating her buttocks and she groaned loudly at the filling of her tingling passage as he began an even deeper, harder thrusting into her seething crotch. Her head rolled loosely from side to side, her mouth opened in abandoned ecstasy. It was almost there… almost! Oh God… she loved him… loved him… oui, oui…! His thick expanding cock was digging into her like a pile-driver, and she felt the cords in her neck twitch and tighten in an unmistakable sign.
"Oh Christ…! I'm going to… going to cum! Now… Shannon, cheri… Oui! Fuck harder! Fuck harder, mon cher… I love you… cream me… cream me full… I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnngggggg!" she gasped in a voice shrill with passion. "I-I-I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg… aaahhhhhhhh!"
Her hands darted behind his driving buttocks, pulling at him frantically to draw him deeper and deeper into her spread crotch. White, sticky liquid flowed wetly out around his still-driving prick, spilling down the split of her buttocks to flood his balls as they rubbed tauntingly against her tightly puckered anus.
"Oui… oui, cheri," cried Madeleine suddenly. "Fuck her hard… shoot it into her, my Shannon…!"
Suddenly, Shannon felt Madeleine's hand between his legs, her long nails raking gently and teasingly against the soft, sensitive flesh of his balls, her other hand caressing his hard buttocks as he fucked furiously into the climaxing girl. Spurred on by her words and lewd manipulations, he dug deeper into the squirming, hair-lined hole beneath him, once more forcing Annette's legs over her head, pushing them farther and farther back while he hammered into her with demonical force. Convulsive flashes of ecstatic pain shot through his loins as the girl beneath him continued to grunt out her climax, the juices still flowing in unchecked spurts down the full quivering cheeks of her jerking ass.
She was near exhausted as Shannon groaned, signaling his time, and abruptly she felt the hot waves of his sperm shooting deep up into her dilating womb. Her head swam in depraved sensuality as the hot, powerful squirts surged insanely into her, filling her to the near bursting point with its milky whiteness. The hot, wet walls of her vagina clasped and unclasped in automatic cadence, pulling at the jerking organ like a sucking, voraciously hungry mouth. Annette's sleek, willowy body was drained of everything, her limbs collapsing loosely on the bed as Shannon's grip on her legs was released. She fell into a spread-eagle position and she sensed the heavy weight lift from her while a cool rush of air brushed her sweat-soaked body. She wanted only to sleep… to sleep… then later… she'd tell them of her own plan… but she must sleep first…