KENNEL BITCH, Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

KENNEL BITCH, Chapter 1

... are you going to do to me!?” Once again, both men just laughed. They pulled her out of van by her legs. Then picked her up and carried her inside a building. Tammy heard a large steel door slam shut behind them. And heard the door getting locked. As they started walking again, she noticed that every footstep echoed through the building with an eerie sound. It was cold inside. So cold her nipples started poking through her bra and blouse she had on.

One of the men took notice. “Look at this” he said. “The whore’s nipples are getting excited.” Upon hearing this, Tammy’s fear told her that whatever they had planned for her, it must be sexual in nature. Then she felt two hands begin to rub both of her tits. Then fingers started messaging her hard nipples. Soon both nipples were being rolled in between the man’s large fingers. Then he started pinching and pulling on them. “Stop that!” She yelled. Again, both men laughed.

They entered a room. The man carrying her, set her down onto her feet. Sternly he tells her. “Wait here whore.” Then he pinched and pulled her nipples once more. Tammy usually enjoyed this. But not under these circumstances. She was getting no enjoyment from it at all. All she could think about, was what these kidnappers planned on doing to her. The hood was still over her head. She heard one of the men get on an intercom system. A voice was heard, “What is it.” One man says “We have the whore here now. She’s waiting for you.” The voice says, “Good! I’ll be ...

... right down so we can get her ready.”

Tammy was horrified from what she just heard. Ready!? Ready for what she thought. Am I going to be tied up and raped by a dozen men. Over and over again? Tammy enjoyed sex. But not like this. She likes gentle foreplay. To be caressed and pampered. With soft music and a bottle of wine. Silk sheets on the bed where her and her man can make love together. This was not her idea of sex at all. This was barbaric! Her instincts told her to run, even though she couldn’t see. Her mind didn’t care. She tried to run. Instantly a large hand grabbed her arm and held her in place. “You’re not going nowhere whore, not until the boss is done with you!”

She heard the door to the room open. A voice said, “Holly shit boys, isn’t that a fine example of a woman? Look at the tits and ass on her. I bet she’s responsible for half the masturbations in town. Wishing they could fuck the hell out of her all night long. Take that hood off so I can see if she’s as pretty as the rest of her.”

Now then, he already knew what she looked like. He had seen her the day before. The voice belonged to Jon’s bookie. While one man held her firmly in place. The other man removed the hood covering her head. It took a few moments for Tammy’s eyes to adjust to the light. Everything slowly came into focus. The room was all concrete. Walls, floor, and ceiling. With only two dimly lit light bulbs on the ceiling. It was empty. With the exception of a wooden table in the middle of ...