Bethany - Chapter Two: Meet the Staff. - Sex Stories

Bethany - Chapter Two: Meet the Staff.

... a wire gate.

“You stay right here and say hi to your new friends,” they laughed, smacking each check of her ass with a riding crop. They pressed her nose right next to the wire, “Don’t move from this position. Or we will fist you until you pass out. Then we will punish you.” The tone in his voice said that he would enjoy delivering such a punishment to her. So, Bethany took several deep breaths to keep from panicking. It was the inside portion of a group pen with five very large dogs in it. She could see two big animal doors leading to outside, but inside was filled with a mix of dirt and sand, with the dogs chewing on various toys. One of the slender ones, a thin wiry breed she had never seen before, was sleeping despite the commotion. She could see the huge balls on the pit bull as he ran over to sniff her face against the wire. She wasn’t sure if it was semen or urine flowing down her leg, but the terror she felt was real. As tempted as she was to turn when she heard them coming back, she forced herself to focus on the dog in front of her. He was friendly enough, but after the experience with Duke, Bethany was developing a fear of dogs. She absolutely did not want to be punished. And certainly not by anything they had planned to involve the animals in the stall in front of her.

Bethany gasped as she was yanked back by her hair.

“Good whore,” she looked over to see a red-haired woman, one her hands and knees, next to her. She had a dog collar on, a leash in the ...

... hand of the other man. She watched as he unclipped it and pushed her with his foot. The man holding Bethany reached forward with his other hand and slide the stall door open, dragging Bethany into the soft stall.

“Punishment, little whore, is being fucked by the pack,” he whispered in her ear, “unless, of course, we order you to fuck them.” He held up a bright red ball gag in front of her eyes, “you scream, and I swap out your gag. And this one is bigger than my cock.” Bethany was more than certain that the red gag would dislocate her jaw, so she nodded in understanding.

“Get to work Red,” the other man said, folding a bench down from the wall. The men sat on the bench, cocks hard as they watched the other woman meekly crawl over to the enthusiastic pit bull. He was more than happy she was here. The man holding Bethany yanked her hair, so she looked up at him.

“I’m going to untie your arms and you’re going to ride our cocks with your dirty little snatch while you watch,” he pulled her face closer and his fowl breath made Bethany want to retch, “you fight or disobey, and you’ll wish you were dead.” Bethany nodded her head and held perfectly still while he pulled the knots out from around her wrists. Spinning her around, he pulled her onto his cock, the fit of the plug making her already tight hole even tighter. He was too thick before, but now it was impossibly tight.

“You do all the work, whore,” the riding crop flicked over her nipple, and she glanced at the other ...