Jenny (and Max's) Revenge

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I had met Jenny in college when I was 19 years old. We had been roommates for two years and during my college days we were the best of friends and then the worst of enemies. It was a complete surprise, when I got a call from her on my 29th birthday. Somehow she had heard I was in a difficult marriage and wanted to restore our friendship after parting on awful terms.

Jenny's call was short, friendly, mysterious and completely out of the blue. She explained that she was in town at a convention. Wanted to take me horseback riding in the nearby countryside at a friend's place and then to help me celebrate with an overnight stay at the farm's guest house.

Of course, I badly wanted to restore our friendship. As the years from college passed, I had slowly accepted a lot of the blame, rightly or wrongly, for the end of friendship. Somehow, her boyfriend dumping her after a frat party and then hooking up with me a few months later had been the dynamite that had destroyed our friendship.

My relationship with Tony had only lasted one semester but my friendship with Jenny was being repair. Many weird things had happened to that made me suspect that Jenny was taking her revenge on me. During the last few semesters, too many crank calls, my locker was broken into several times, my books were stolen (notes included), someone had changes my course schedule, I had clothes stolen from my dorm and at one point my tires were slashed. I could never prove Jenny was behind it but I sure suspected it.

Old feelings flooded back into my mind. Somehow I wanted to fix things and have a long talk with Jenny. There would be closure at last. I went to bed that night happy with the celebration of my birthday with my husband and children and a little nervous that I would be meeting Jenny the next day at a farm called "The Black Sheep".

The next day flew by. The morning routine saw the kids off to school with lunches and packs and then my husband made it out as well. In the morning I cleaned the house - dusting, laundry, dishes, vacuuming and even windows. The afternoon I even did some weeding and gardening to make the time pass faster. In the mid-afternoon, I decided it was time to get ready to drive out to "The Black Sheep" for horseback riding and a night over at the guest house.

It took two hours to get ready! I showered, washed carefully, applied a light lemon scent, put on some make-up and then carefully picked my clothes. I left the left the house, in a pair of designer blue jeans, a blue denim blouse, and a black cowgirl hat. On my feet I had find my old pair of pink cowboy boots that still fit - though they seemed a whole lot tighter than I remembered. My natural boring brown hair was still a frosted blonde shade that would certainly catch Jenny off guard.

My last check in the mirror reassured my confidence. I wanted to look my best for meeting Jenny. Was it vanity or did I want to prove to Jenny that I had it together? Maybe it was a deep need to show Jenny that Tony had been attracted to me.

"I'll just relax... I'll be myself... I'll enjoy the horseback riding... We'll have some country cooking... and then probably share a six pack in the barn..... like we used to in college on those fun long weekends"

The drive to "The Black Sheep" wasn't a short drive like Jenny had led me to believe. It was actually a two hour drive and I only arrived around six p.m. and was welcomed by a few cowboys as I pulled and directed to the main kitchen.

As I walked in the room, a woman's voice screeched out "Paula!!!!!! It's really you!... You look fabulous!"

I did a double take as the woman rushing to wards me to hug me must have been Jenny. But this Jenny was not the same 110 lb college tease that set a lot of boys on fire with her tricks and bad attitude. This woman had dull short black hair, looked short, dumpy and hadn't aged well at all. She was dressed in work jeans and a flannel shirt.

"Oh.... Hi Jenny" I screeched back as I ran to hug her.

"You look great too!" I lied.

"The food is all ready... Do you remember that beef stew old Ms. Hubbard used to make at the Birch Tree Farm. Well the cook has made it special for us. Please have a seat ... I'll make the introductions...." Jenny explained as she guided me to a chair between a pair of husky cowboys.

The introductions were polite and thereafter I ignored the two cowboys who were seated with us. I wasn't trying to be mean or rude, but I just wasn't interested in them and I was anxious to talk to Jenny.

The food was great and we washed it down with a pair of beers each and we quickly swapped information on marriages and children. Sure enough, Jenny had been married and divorced twice, once to a biker and once to a minister. She had four kids and was between jobs waitressing and massage parlor work. I had explained that William and I had been married for seven years and had two children - Steve who was six and Andrew who was four.

As we finished up some chocolate cherry cheese cake, Jenny monopolized the conversation. She got into how shitty her life had become and how wonderful everything seemed for me. I could a little envy in her voice and self loathing. My efforts to interrupt her were unsuccessful and I was relieved when the cowboys left to saddle up our horses.

I guess they were supposed to guide us, but when Jenny told them we were both riders and gave them each an extra twenty dollars as a tip, they were happy to let us ride off together. It was around seven thirty as we headed east with the intention of heading back before sunset.

As we rode our mounts, we both became giddy and childish. We trotted about like children exploring the trails and then racing each other through the fields. I could sense Jenny was pushing me and sure enough she was always ahead of me. It bugged me and no matter how hard I pushed the black mare her horse seemed to have a little more zip.

Jenny stopped by a pond, descended from her mount and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels from her jean jacket.

"A toast to the birthday girl!" she announced as she took a long swig as she waived me to descend and to look at the beautiful setting sun.

I dismounted the black mare and tied her reins to a nearby shrub. We walked near the pond and I tried to imitate the big swig that Jenny took. There was no way that I was going to look wimpy or let her outdo me again.

As we walked around the pond. we passed the bottle back and forth a dozen times until Jenny finished the last mouthful and both of us were giggling like naughty school girls as she tossed the empty bottle into the pristine pond.

"I hope I don't fall off the mare on the way back" I teased Jenny.

"We're just getting ready to party honey!" Jenny announced with a wicked smile on her face that suggested her old ways were creeping out the more she drank.

We trotted the horses and then had a cool down walk as we headed back to the barn. My head was spinning and I was actually relieved as we dismounted and tied off the horses.

Jenny didn't seem to be as taken by the beer and Jack Daniels as I was. Now she was probably 160 lbs and I was closer to a 100 lbs, but still she didn't seem as affected. For me, I knew my brain was racing and my body felt strange. The ride was a thrill itself though my rear end was a little sore and my body somewhat excited from the ride and the motion with the big mare.

"We'll get the boys to take care of the horses - I'll find them - You can head over to the guest house or check out the barn" suggested Jenny.

A dog barked in the background.

"Is that a dog?" I asked nervously.

"Of course it's a dog Paula" Jenny smiled.

"I'm still afraid of dogs Jenny" I confided nervously.

"I think I'll just meet you at the guest house....." I explained as I made a beeline straight to the little wood cabin.

The screen door creaked and then banged as it closed behind me. I was stunned by the state of the guest house. It was really no more than a bunkhouse with several single beds, a wood stove, a few windows, some tattered brown curtains, a painted grey floor and a few couches off to one side with a card table jammed between the couches.

"Shit!" I mumbled as I was alone. This place was more like a cheap college dorm that the guest house I had been imagining.
As I turned on the light, to get a better view, I realized there was a white fridge which I quickly opened to find it packed with beer, various liqueurs and a whole lot of munchies.

"At least we'll eat and drink well" I laughed aloud as the room shifted under my feet.

"I'll just lie on the couch till Jenny arrives" I spoke to myself. Without realizing it my eyes must have closed..... in the background the dog barked louder.......
 
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Hi lg. *S

I tried to PM but your mailbox is full. Where do you see the story going and wish me to take the role of Max, as I guess he'll be playing a definite part in Jenny's revenge on Paula likely with her directions at least part of the time. Sounds like a fun time to me. *evil grin*
 
At this point the plot is: Jenny taking revenge on Paula. Her motives are evil and she's using the two cowboys and the dog to exploit the Paula's luscious body and to inflict some traumatic emotional injury.

Subplots could include:

1-The cowboys taking advantage of Paula.
2-Max enjoying Paula.
3-Jenny tricking Paula to re-kindle a innocent college lesbian experimentation.
4-The cowboys turning the table on Jenny.
5-The women turning the tables on the men.
6-Jenny running off with Paula's husband, her kids and her cash per her secret plan with Paula's husband.
7-Paula get knocked up with twins from one of the cowboys....
8-....Etc..

GRIN!

Naughty Cindy

(I'm looking for long posts and to try to do the whole thread over a few weeks. This one would be more story writing where the participants could write for all the characters. They could post from any perspective and build on the plot or subplots.

(Anyone is welcome and I'd be pleased if you took the lead as Max the horny big dog.):devil:
 
BOL* See how confused I was. Thought Max was Jenny's boyfriend or one of the cowboys, not the dog, an Irish Wolfhound? They're huge dogs if you've never seen one.

How about the "head" cowboy and Max as is appropriate to what I'm writing. That way Max is available for use by the other cowboy too and if you'd like I'll also play him now and then in cameos?
 
OK

OCC...

Okay let's here what Max and the cowboys have been up to while the women were riding and now that they are back...
 
Ranch hands and Max:

When Jenny and Paula rode off Raiford Lynch, the lead cowboy on the small ranch, and his helper and friend Tom Rivers began to set up their part in the coming events Jenny, the ranch owner by proxy, has requested.

Rafe and Tom were hired by the real owner to take care of the place prior to his leaving for several months on an extended vacation/business trip combination to Europe. As Jenny was between jobs and they met at her last job and hit it off, she was hired to take care of the house, etc in his absence.

Jenny, Rafe and Tom found that they had a mutual interest in wild sex and some of the kinks enjoyed by some and have spent some days and most nights delving into various perversions to all of their enjoyment.

They were all a bit high one night when Jenny ‘unloaded' some baggage about Paula and how she'd screwed over Jenny in college. How Jenny had taken some petty revenge, but still harbored a grudge and wanted even more revenge on "the fucking bitch cunt who fucked up my life and plans".

More drinks were consumed, more pot smoked as they talked and finally Rafe told Jenny that he and Tom and Rafe's Irish Wolfhound Max, if she wanted Max too, would be happy to help her get revenge on Paula.

It was decided that Jenny would invite "the cunt bitch" to the ranch to kiss to make up after all these years and in the meantime Rafe and Tom would help set things up.

As they plotted, Jenny told them about Paula having a "loving husband and two children". She decided that having Paula behave like a cock hungry slut and capturing it all on video would be a good start. Jenny suggested making the guest house look seedy and that's were Paula would stay. The cameras should be set up there to cover any and all action in living color and sound. Then when they'd been edited on the equipment in the main house they could be used to do to Paula what she'd done to Jenny, ruin her life by sending them to her husband. After Paula saw the tape or tapes and sweated for awhile wondering if Jenny would really send them or not.

Jenny also told them that in college she'd learned that Paula had a pathological fear of dogs ever since a dog had severely bitten her when she was about six years old. She suggested that Rafe's big Wolfhound would be an easy way to control Paula. Max stands three at the shoulder and weights over 180 pounds. Irish Wolfhounds are the largest of the coursing hounds, those that hunt by sight and run down their prey. When Max is on his back feet he can easily put his front paws on Rafe's shoulder and look him in the eye, and Rafe is 6'1"

It took Rafe and Tom two days to set everything up from making the guest house look barely inhabitable to setting up the cameras and them and Jenny checking to be sure that all the angles and places were covered by the rented cameras, two of which could be zoomed via a wireless remote control unit. The refrigerator was stocked with beer, booze and liqueurs plus stuff to snack on and all was ready.

At last the day arrived and so did Paula. During the meal it was easy for Rafe and Tom to enjoy checking out "the bitch cunt" as she talked with Jenny and ignored them. Looking from her tight body to her attractive face and then at each other the winks they exchanged could only be described as lewd, anticipatory... and predatory.

When Jenny and Paula rode off the men made one last check then did the necessary chores so that they'd be free for the night, The cook had gone home to her family as she did every night and been told that she could take tomorrow off as Jenny and her friend would cook as needed. She was delighted and thanked them. All was now ready for the night of Jenny's ultimate revenge.

When the women returned Jenny brought the horses to the barn while Paula headed to the guest house. In no time at all the horses were unsaddled, rubbed down, fed and watered and it was time for Jenny's Night of Revenge to begin.

"Rafe," Jenny said, "since Max only obeys you you'll have to seem to be in charge, but watch me for cues.
"Take Max to the guest house and get Paula in the proper frame of mind for the night. Get the slut to strip on her own, use Max as a threat when she refuses. Get him to give her one of those big grins that shows allll of his teeth. That should be all that's needed.
"Once you have the bitch naked stroll into camera range and have her undress you as she licks each area as it's uncovered. Then have her suck your cock.
"We'll join you then. When we do have her undress both of us and use her mouth on us too until we've also cum on her and in her slutty mouth.
"Have her do me after you then Tom. As she sucking Tom off we'll talk about what'll happen next. Got it?"

"Sure Jenny. No problem," Rafe answers.

"Tweeeet," he whistles shrilly and in a few moments Max comes bounding across the yard from a field he'd been exploring. He drops and sits at Rafe's feet, tongue lolling happily and barely breathing heavily even after that run to come to his summons.

"Heel Max," Rafe says as he starts for the guest house and the bitch who'll be supplying a night full of perverse entertainment for them, and the cameras.

As they approach the house Rafe says, "Speak Max." several times and Max lets out loud and happy barks as Rafe affectionately scratches his head and ears.

Rafe opens the door and spots Paula laying asleep on the couch. An idea pops into his head and after closing the door he walks over to stand over her, Max at his side. He looks at how tightly her jeans hug her ass and legs, her pussy. Tight enough that he can see the seam is between her lips. Her cowboy hat is laying on the ratty card table he and Tom had gotten from beside the road where is was left with other trash to be picked up. Her tits pushed out against the denim shirt she was wearing and with each breath the buttons strained a bit as the fabric across her tits stretched.

Quietly, "Max. Kiss her." Rafe said pointing at the sleep Paula. "Lick the bitch Max. Give her a kiss boy."

Max looked at Rafe, at Paula and then tail wagging licked her face with his long, wet and soft tongue again and again until...
 
The sound of the barking dog triggered in Paula's drunken mind, a memory of how she had been attacked by a dog as a child. The details weren't so clear anymore, but Paula remembered the absolute terror that a barking and growling dog gave her. Fact was she had been bitten, though the bite minor, she could still feel the pain of the bite on days. It was a phantom pain but it sure was real to Paula.

Paula's body enters a cold sweat. Her brain is messed up from the booze. She doesn't normally drink that much and she is definitely out of practice. As her brains turns back on, she is certain that the barking is getting louder and louder.

"I hope the dog isn't coming this way....." Paula thinks to herself while she lays on the couch half asleep.

Half awake, Paula senses someone in the room. She assumes it's Jenny....

"Hey Jenny... I'm so sorry about the past.... We should talk before we call it a night..... or did you have other plans" Paula spoke in a groggy voice.

No sooner had the words come out then she felt a long wet tongue slobber across her face.

Paula first thought was that Jenny was making one of her lesbian advances on her again. But the tongue though soft and warm seemed just way to wet for her.

"What..." Paula mumbled as she opened her eyes. In shock she jumped three feet off the couch to see a big nasty dog and the cowboy standing across from where she had been lying on the couch.

"Get him away! Get him out of here! I'm afraid of dogs!" Paula screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Please....Jenny! Jenny! Jenny there is a fucking dog in here! GET RID OF THE FUCKING THING!!!!" Paula yelled.

At that moment Paula lost her balance on the couch and fell over back wards. There was a soft thud as she landed back and ass first onto the hard wood floor.

As she looked up, she saw the dog rushing around the couch and her instincts told her to run....

Paula began to run for the bedroom.......


Jenny entered the cabin very quietly through the back door. She had been making her way to check on Paula when she heard the screaming and she just knew everything was going according to plan.

It was all going to be so sweet.

Tonight is my revenge! Big max is going to fuck a real bitch... A real bitch named Paula.... Payback is a bitch..... Jenny thought happily.

I want her drinking more... Smoking up... Doing some drugs.... I want to ruin her life... her job... her marriage and hurt all the people in her life.... I'll teach that bitch a real lesson....

Jenny crouched behind a table and now watched the show as Max seemed intent as catching Paula.

Run bitch run.... Max will love that... He'll think its a game....!
 
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Rafe & Max:

"Fetch her Max. Catch her," the urging is hardly necessary. Wolfhounds being coursing or chasing hounds when something runs away they naturally give chase.

Paula made three whole steps before Max hit her legs with his shoulder and all 182 pounds of canine muscle and bone had no trouble knocking her off her feet onto the floor again.

As she's falling Rafe calls out, "Hold her Max. Hold!"

Max follows the rolling then scrambling woman until she's backed up against a wall. Then he stands over her, looms over her since his breed is the tallest of all the dog breeds, and gives Paula a very good look at all of his teeth as he "smiles" at her, a deep rumble coming from deep in his chest.

"I'd sit real still if'n I were you. Real still as I explain how things are and will be to ya."
 
Paula in in hysterics as the dog chased her furiously as it barked and yapped. She wasn't sure if the cowboy who had been with the dog had sent the dog to chase her or if the dog had taken off on its own. Either way, she had started her run and the chase had been over before it really got underway. She hadn't made it anywhere before she was knocked to the ground and the growling crazed dog had stopped her.

"Please call it off!!!! Help! Jenny!!" Paula screamed like a frightened school girl. The phantom bite pain returned and she was horrified that the huge dog was about to maul her and wreck her beautiful face.

In the tumble, one of the loose buttons on her blue denim blouse had popped off giving a hint of what was underneath to the watchers. Paula's blonde hair was still firmly in place thanks to the half of a can of hair spray that Paula had applied before driving to the ranch.

The big growling dog grabbed at the blouse and tugged at it with his strong head which popped another three buttons from her blouse.

"It's biting me!!!!" Paula whimpered though the dog hadn't even grazed her skin. Paula didn't realize the difference though now her big breasts were partly exposed as her white bra was now very visible.

Through the growling and her own screaming Paula heard a very calm voice speak out:

"I'd sit real still if'n I were you. Real still as I explain how things are and will be to ya."

Paula slowly scrambled a few feet back on her bum. The bum on her designer jeans picked up the dirt and dust from the cabin floor. The dog hung onto her blouse. Carefully, Paula stood up and the dog stood up as it refused to let go of her blouse until so ordered by its master.

Paula stopped moving as she waited for the dog to be called off.
She was terrified but figured the dog's owner would be quick to call it off and to start apologizing.

I'll give him a piece of my mind! she promised herself, once the dog was out of the cabin.
 
Rafe & Max:

He stood admiring what Max had partially exposed to him, "Nice tits ya got... slut.
"I tell ya what. Take off the clothes and maybe Max will calm down. He likes seeing naked women, naked bitches ya see.
"Sooo, nice and slowly so ya don't rile him up start to strip out of everything you're wearing.... or I can have Max do it for you if you want. Can't guarantee his teeth won't get some skin now and then, but he'll damned sure get it all off ya.
"Strip bitch. Now."

The tone of voice Rafe uses in his last orders to Paula cause Max to "smile" again still holding the edge of the blouse and shake his head. That pops another button and pulls one side out of the jean's waistband.
 
Paula was absolutely stunned as the cowboy became ignorant with her as the big dog continued to pull at her blouse as if it were some type of death grip. Mentally she fought off panic attacks that were washing over in in waves as she imagined the dog tearing her apart......

His words were both outrageous and unbelievable as he spoke:

"Nice tits ya got... slut."

Paula looked down to realize that her blue denim blouse was now open at the centre and her lacy white bra was barely holding her large 34Ds in place. Her breasts were swaying and now she realized that her whole body was quivering in panic as the dog continued to growl at her.

"Please.... call him off mister" Paula pleaded in a much more polite and respectful voice.

"I'm Jenny's guest.... Please...." Paula again pleaded. His eyes seemed glued to her breasts which was a very unnerving feeling for her.

His next words seemed as ludicrous as his first as he calmly gave her his demands:

"I tell ya what. Take off the clothes and maybe Max will calm down. He likes seeing naked women, naked bitches ya see."

"That's crazy!" Paula blurted out.

"If you're in control of him - just call him off!" Paula blurted out but as she looked down at the dog, she realized the dog wasn't on a leash and didn't even have a collar on.

"Is he your dog? Shit!" Paula panicked as she suddenly worried that maybe this cowboy didn't even have the dog in his control. Maybe he was simply trying to be helpful.


The cowboy kept coaching her:

"Sooo, nice and slowly so ya don't rile him up start to strip out of everything you're wearing.... or I can have Max do it for you if you want. Can't guarantee his teeth won't get some skin now and then, but he'll damned sure get it all off ya.


His next sentence did:

"Strip bitch. Now."

Slowly.... Paula started to unbutton her blouse. After a minute or two she had carefully worked the buttons and then slipped out of the blue denim shirt. The shirt fell to the ground and Paula felt relief that the dog was no longer on her as it dropped to all fours.

Now Paula stood in her white lacy bra and designer blue jeans before the cowboy... She was 5'8, 110 lbs, white, lightly tanned skin, small framed, very pretty with large breasts that set her apart from most women.

"He's off me.... You just need to get him out of here. Can't you just shoot him or something....." Paula asked as his directions to her didn't quite sink in.

"Maybe Jenny can call the ranch owner or the animal protection people - I want that dog shot!" Paula moaned and complained.

"This is a nightamare... I just want to go home!"

Jenny had been watching the whole show and simply loving it. She was tempted to intervene but was real anxious to see how far the cowboy would take it. He was well paid and knew what to do. Best of all it things went crazy to the police the two cowboys would take the heat and go to jail.

Men were such dumb shits Jenny thought as the saga unfolded. It was just beautiful seeing Paula there in her bra trembling before a big dumb dog......
 
Rafe & Max:

"I said all of it bitch. Strip until you're naked or Max does it for ya. Right Max?"

Hearing his name Max barks his deep bark then looks up at Paula and licks his chops before "smiling" at her again and that deep rumble sounds again.

"Nice and slow bitch 'til your stark naked. Nothing on at all, orrr..." and he eyes Max then looks at you and arches an eyebrow.

"Oh, and I don't give a shit who's guest you are. Right now you're mine, mine and Max's big titted bitch."
 
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Paula was shaking in fear but in disbelief as the cowboy made it real clear that he was in control of the dog and the situation. He spoke harshly with a certain edge in his voice:

"I said all of it bitch. Strip until you're naked or Max does it for ya. Right Max?"

The dog barked and growled on cue that made Paula certain that the beast was about to leap upon her and devour her.

"Oh please call him off!" Paula protested.

The cowboy seemed to be relishing the torment he was causing Paula. As Paula undid her tiny belt and then the top button on her jeans, the rough looking cowboy gave her further directions:

"Nice and slow bitch 'til your stark naked. Nothing on at all, orrr..."

But Paula watched in horror as the cowboy looked to the dog making the threat all the more real and menacing.

Paula with lots of effort and motivation slowly and carefully pulled down her zipper and then gently pulled the waist of the designer jeans over her hips before sliding them carefully and slowly to the dirty cabin floor.

Paula felt very silly, standing before a growling dog dressed only in a lacy white bra and matching lacy white thong panty. Her face was red in embarrassment for the lacy thong panty barely covered her soft brown hairy bush and her sweet pussy lips.

The cowboy seemed to growl himself as he told Paula:

"Oh, and I don't give a shit who's guest you are. Right now you're mine, mine and Max's big titted bitch."

In response, Paula was lost for words. Nervously, she folded her arms trying to hide the fact that her big nipples which were now swollen and poking through the flimsy fabric of her lacy white bra. Her luscious legs were revealed and they were firm and shapely like the rest of her body. She was no longer a college cheerleader but was a definite looker all the same.

"Look mister.... I don't know what you're up to... But I'm going to get you fired. You wait to Jenny gets back here... I'm going to register a complaint with the police... Keep him back!" Paula blurted out.

Jenny slowly popped up when Paula was distracted.

"What's going on here?" Jenny demanded in a loud booming voice.

This is going to be her test. Can my rough and ready cowboy keep her from ratting him out or can he get her alone? If he can get rid of me, so I watch it on camera, it will definitely look like she wanted him to fuck her..... Jenny thought secretly.

Jenny's view was partly obscured by the couch as she was maybe 10 feet away.

"With all that barking and noise what's going on?" Jenny boomed out.

"Did you start the party without me? Do we need anything from the main house before we start our big party?" Jenny continued as she pretended to hang around the door (all ready to leave quickly).

Before Paula could say a word the rough cowboy spoke up first....
 
Rafe & Max:

"Jenny why not make some melted cheese with some spice to it for the snacks later on.
"Go ahead, Max and I'll keep Paula company."

As he's been speaking he's looking right into Paula's eyes with a warning finger on one hand held to his lips and a finger of the other hand pointing at Max.

When Jenny breezes away with a cheery, "Okay, will do." and the spring on the door slams it shut again, "Very good little bitch now strip off the rest good and slow so Max doesn't get riled up." And he adjusts a very noticable bulge down one jean clad leg.
 
Paula was in shock for the cowboy took control of the situation:

"Jenny why not make some melted cheese with some spice to it for the snacks later on. "Go ahead, Max and I'll keep Paula company."

The dog growled softly and she saw the dog grind his big jaws into her jeans that lay on the floor. The cowboy looked into her eyes and his silent threat was very clear. Then he moved his finger to lips while another pointed to Max.

If I scream he'll release the dog... Shit! Paula froze. She didn't interrupt or voice her opposition. She wasn't sure that Jenny could even see that she was standing in her bra and panty pinned against the wall.

Jenny's cheerful voice made Paula's spirits sink as she spoke:

"Okay, will do."

The slamming of the door sent new waves of fear through Paula. The cowboy didn't miss a beat as he ordered Paula:

"Very good little bitch now strip off the rest good and slow so Max doesn't get riled up."

Paula could see the huge bulge in the cowboy's pants and figured she was going to be raped by him. This was unthinkable given she was married and that Jenny, her witness, was gone making munchies.

Very slowly Paula unclasped the front of her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. As she did her big breasts cascaded free and jiggled to the cowboy's delight. Her big poky nipples were now free and visibly hard. Next she very carefully slid off her panties and then lightly dropped them towards the dog. Her pussy was fully exposed and her brown hairy patch fully available.

"You bastard!" Paula hissed.
 
Rafe & Max:

"Oh you have no idea just how much of a bastard I am bitch, but you'll soon learn," he says as he moves from leaning on the wall and pushes a hand into his pocket, takes something out briefly then puts it back again.

He begins to move toward you as he reaches into another pocket and takes out something else. His eyes roam freely over your nakedness and he smiles as he licks his lips, "You're a fine and hot looking little bitch, but I bet you know that already don't you?
"Nice firm tits and not to big or to small, D cups bitch?
"Nice hairy snatch and I'll bet a good and tight cunt too, isn't it?"

Max has been alternately sniffing and licking your panties and looking at you and your pussy. Strings of drool are beginning to seep from his mouth as he pants while looking at your crotch.

Reaching you Rafe reaches out and pinches your nose shut, hard as he warns, "No quick movement now. Don't want Max to bite do ya."

When your mouth opens in surprise Rafe pops something into it and covers it with his free hand ordering, "Swallow bitch. Swallow it now or I'll feed a tit to Max."

Again Max growls.
 
Paula knew the cowboy's tone was icy cold and mean. She knew some mean men growing and it was clear this was one of those guys that wanted to use women.

He's going to rape me! Paula decided in disbelief. The fucking nightmare was ongoing. She felt a little detached as she tried to force a cruel reality from her mind.

The cowboy seemed to sense her confusion and rising panic as he continued her mental torment:

"Oh you have no idea just how much of a bastard I am bitch, but you'll soon learn"

She watched him as his moved to his pockey and out again. At first she figured he was getting a rope, a knife or a condom. It had to be something awful and her eyes were glued to his movement.

Paula was surpirsed when she didn't see a condom or a knife or anything visible in his hand. She figured he was probably adjusting his cock since it looked very confined in his pants.

Her eyes were distracted as he continued her torment as his eyes explored Paula's fine female form:

"You're a fine and hot looking little bitch, but I bet you know that already don't you? "Nice firm tits and not to big or to small, D cups bitch? "Nice hairy snatch and I'll bet a good and tight cunt too, isn't it?"

The words were dirty and cruel. But she a strange sexual stirring. Her nipples were already erect from the fear and panic, but now she felt a growing hot wet spot between her legs.

The dog can smell it! Paula realized as Max stared up from smelling and licking her thong. It was now wet....

Paula was caught off guard as the cowboy grabbed her nostrils and pinched them shut. Her first instinct was to gulp air in her mouth, as she opened her mouth, she heard his acidic words in her ear:

"No quick movement now. Don't want Max to bite do ya."

Before Paula can reply, the cowboy has dropped something into her mouth. Paula tries to find it with her tongue but the cowboy's orders her:

"Swallow bitch. Swallow it now or I'll feed a tit to Max."

Between the growl of Max and the cowboy's hand across her mouth, Paula swallows hard and the little pill slides down her throat.

"What the hell was that?" Paula pleads with the cowboy.
 
Rafe & Max:

"Something to relax you a little bit bitch. Don't want ya all tense so it hurts more than it has to ya know."

Both of his hands fill with firm tit meat and he beings kneading, squeezing as he rotates his calloused palms over the two hard nipples under them as his fingers move place to place.

"Hmmm, is the little bitch getting hot? Your cunt getting wet bitch? Max seems to think so and from the way he's drooling and sniffing at your snatch bitch."
 
Paula was worried about the little something that the cowboy had forced her to swallow. He seemed very sure of himself and that scared her all the more. She was desperate for Jenny to come back to save her from the ordeal that was unfolding. Her head started to feel light and her body felt strange a new sensation started up in her body.

The cowboy explained with a smug look:

"Something to relax you a little bit bitch. Don't want ya all tense so it hurts more than it has to ya know."

"What?" Paula explained in a confused voice.

What does he mean hurt more than it has too? What the hell is he planning Paula worried as the drugs slowly began to kick into her already boozed up body.

"Oooo!" Paula gasped as the cowboy's big rough hands started to squeeze her big breasts and then toy with her nipples. Her nipples were aching they were so hard, had she been nursing she would have sprayed all over him.

"Please no... I'm married.... I have kids.... I'm a mother.... Please don't do this" Paula pleaded.

His voice cackled with an evil pitch as he declared:

"Hmmm, is the little bitch getting hot? Your cunt getting wet bitch? Max seems to think so and from the way he's drooling and sniffing at your snatch bitch."

"Oh my God!" Paula whispered. Her secret was out. True enough the dog wasn't barking anymore he was too busy sniffing at her crotch and he was trying to hump her leg.

"Nasty dog! Down boy!" Paula told the dog in a meek voice.
 
Rafe & Max:

"Well you could calm him down a bit if you'd spread your legs and let him have a good sniff and a lick or two of that wet cunt... like a good, hot little bitch should.
"He'd calm down and I'd like watching as he licks your pussy."

"So spread 'em bitch. Now, right fucking now," he growls as both nipples are pinched to show you he's very serious and because he's liking humiliating and hurting you.
 
Paula crumpled to the floor in shock and dismay at the abuse from this mean spirited cowboy and the big brute of a dog. With great effort she had got the dog of her leg and to stop humping it.

The cowboy's direction to her seemed less and less bizarre as the effects of the drugs kicked in. Her resistance to his suggestions started to melt away as he directed her:

"Well you could calm him down a bit if you'd spread your legs and let him have a good sniff and a lick or two of that wet cunt... like a good, hot little bitch should."

"I couldn't" Paula started but was interrupted by the cowboy as he spoke more softly and more convincingly:

"He'd calm down and I'd like watching as he licks your pussy."

"Just once" Paula replied nervously as she sat on the dirty floor and started to spread her legs. Her pussy was on fire and the thought of a soft tongue touching her hot wet pussy was so arousing that she almost got off on it.

The cowboy kept his prodding of Paula as he growled at Paula and pinched her nipples:

"So spread 'em bitch. Now, right fucking now,

"Oucchhhhhhh!" Paula mumbled. Her brain was seriously fucked up. She closed her eyes and spread her legs wide and then wider. Her beautiful pussy was fully revealed... Her soft brown pubic bush and her hit wet sweet glistening pussy...
 
Rafe & Max:

"Lick Max. Lick her cunt dry big guy."

However, Max need on urging at all. As soon as Paula's legs spread his nose was investigating every fold, each crease of her pussy, followed by this long, very very soft and very wet tongue.

Max licks and laps at her pussy. The tongue slides into her drooling cunt and licks the tight puckered dimple of her anus as he snuffles and whines his appreciation of what he's smelling and tasting.

He hot breath wafts over the wet flesh he's licking to eagerly and avidly adding chills to the sensations of his long tongues licking search for more of the tasty juices coming from Paula's inner depths.

Rafe smiles as he watches and frees his cock from the tight jeans. His smile becomes wicked as he notices Max's cock sliding out of it's furry sheath.

Taking a small glass bottle from his jeans pocket he unscrews the cap and taps some of the white substance inside into a tiny spoon hanging from a leather thong around his neck.

Bending over the near supine slut on the floor having her cunt licked by his dog Rafe holds the spoon under a nostril as a finger pushes the other nostril closed.

She starts a bit and sniffs hard to get needed air inhaling the powder deep into her nose and sinuses. In moments he has done the same thing to the other nostril and now Paula's had two good snorts of high grade Coke to add to pill that she swallowed.

"Pinch your pussy lips bitch. Pull them wide apart so Max can really lick your pussy, cunt and asshole. Be a good bitch and do it. Now!" he says as he stands and begins to stroke his cock while watching her, listening to her sounds and watching Max eat the bitch's cunt.
 
Paula's head was spinning and her eyes were closed to try to keep her balance though she had forgotten she was resting on the floor. Her mind was messed up and her senses were failing her. All her mind could think about was her wet hot pussy and a dreamy state of peace.

The cowboy spoke though this time his voice seemed distant and far. He was just part of a dream Paula reasoned in her drug fucked up mind. His words seemed dream like as he ordered the big beast:

"Lick Max. Lick her cunt dry big guy."

It was even milliseconds before his sentence finished, she felt a delightful long thick tongue now licking, probing, washing over her very sensitive hot aroused pussy.

"OOOOOOoooooooo!" she screamed out in delight as the big hot wet tongue teased her over and over in rapid licks. Never had she been eaten like this. The tongue was firm and the stroked rapid and deep. It was heavenly!

"OOOOoooooooooo! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Paula screamed.

" Yes" Paula whispered as she tried to visualize the man licking her. For a second she realized it was Max but then with her eyes closed she couldn't remember who exactly Max was.

But his tongue.... It's Divine Paula reasoned as she lifted her ass off the ground and arched her back slightly trying to better position her pussy for the delightful tonguing she was enjoying.

Normally she'd be too stuck up for such delights.

"A lady never...." Paula started to whisper to the cowboy but couldn't remember the end of the saying so she went back to moaning under the velvet tongue of the big dog that now tonguing deeper and deeper into her wet steamy hole.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Paula screamed out her eyes still closed as her imaginary human lover continues his onslaught of her human flesh.

Paula grabs her own nipples to further her pleasure. She needs something to hold as the waves of pleasure crash through her body. Her pussy is on fire and so wet and available.

She feels human fingers touching her face and then touching her nose. At the man's cue, she inhales deeply, first one nostril and then the other. There is a burning in her nose and then a relaxing funky feeling rips through her brain. Her body feels even lighter.

Paula is no longer sure whether she's alive or dead. All she senses is the delicious tonguing of the dog whose wet nose now tickles making her giggle loudly as she moans out in delight.

The voice of the strange man seems in her head as it tells her:

"Pinch your pussy lips bitch. Pull them wide apart so Max can really lick your pussy, cunt and asshole. Be a good bitch and do it. Now!"

At his cue, Paula does the unthinkable, like a cheap slut she pinches her pussy lips and pulls them apart allowing the dog more flesh to lick and a deeper opportunity.

"Oh yesssssssssssssssss! Deeper! Deeper... I need a big cock!" Paula screams as the pleasure overwhelms her senses. Her nipples are imprinted with her fingers for she is pinching so hard.
 
Rafe & Max:

Rafe's cock is seeping pre-cum that drips onto the slut's heaving tits as he watches Max's long tongue sliding into her cunt to curl and scoop out the juices as no human tongue could do. He grins wickedly as he watches and listens to her.

His hand begins to stroke harder as she does as she's told and opens her pussy like a cock hungry whore giving him, and the cameras, a good view of Max's eager tongue at work.

When Rafe hears her scream, ""Oh yesssssssssssssssss! Deeper! Deeper... I need a big cock!", as he hips hump and her fingers crush her own nipples he grins still more wickedly.

Squatting he takes her hand from a tit and puts it around Max's hard prick, "Stroke it bitch and you can feel it deep inside your throbbing cunt. Jack it off and make it harder slut."
 
Paula kept her eyes shut tights as a flood of colors washed across her brain. There was red, green, orange, blue, pink and yellow. In her mind she could hear gasps and slight groans from a male voice, yet the lapping velvet dog tongue that invaded and pleasured her erased her ability to concentrate. She was mentally incompetent from the drugs and booze, and now he was on the altar of lust as this magical tongue, so wet and hot, teased her overexposed pussy and drove to to crazy heights of unheard and sadistic pleasure.

There was a hot wet sticky sensation on her breasts.

Was it saliva or cum?, Paula secretly pondered as she tried to imagine the face of her lover.

To eat pussy like that, is it a woman? was another thought that raced through Paula fucked up brain.

A large hand pried her right hand from her right nipples and placed it on a long hard shaft. She heard the voice tell her in no uncertain terms:

"Stroke it bitch and you can feel it deep inside your throbbing cunt. Jack it off and make it harder slut."

Paula didn't hesitate and eagerly grabbed onto the huge throbbing prick. It was burning hot and as she stroked it seemed furry and somewhat deformed. Moving her second hand from her pussy onto the big prick was easy enough and she began to pull her face towards it.

With her soft delicate hands she began to expertly work the shaft up and down forcing the big cock to engorge further with excitement. After several minutes of progressively faster and harder stroking the big cock was fully erect in her hands and now she moved her mouth upon it.......

With her eyes closed, she started to lick the tip of the big erect throbbing deformed prick. After a minute or so of this teasing she licked the prick from tip to base back and forth. This was no easy feet for the hot prick seemed monstrous in size. In her own bliss from the continued tonguing of her pussy, she rushed the prick into her mouth and started to glide it back and forth. Hungrily, she sucked it, making it harder and desperate to satisfy the lucky man...

Suddenly she tasted a salty sticky sensation and knew that her man was more than ready to take her.....
 
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