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                           Ch. 3 The Crime pt. 1
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Greg Mineras lay motionless in his hospital bed his pasty white skin and pale lips coupled with his glazed eyes gave the appearance he was one step away from death. The nurse taking his stats looking into his eyes had on the back of her nighty looking scrub top the images of an eye, a heart, and the word ewe. The translation did not require a degree in code breaking to read “I love you. â€
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“Why on the back?†he wondered as he floated around the ceiling watching her as she backed out of the intensive care unit a soft smile on her face and looked up as though she could see him. “There they are eating chocolate covered dog nuts and telling dirty jokes over stale coffee. Anyone could walk in kill me and walk out with those oafish pigs none the wiser, and the only things they would care about would be all the paper work, and the five day rip for not doing their duty. Christ…! Shit…! How could I have been so stupid!?†As he flipped the group off, he gasped as he fell.
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Bells and buzzers were sounding as his eyes gaped in exaggerated blinks betraying his terror; he was struggling to yell out in panic around the tube in his throat. The nurse came running back into the room followed closely by the doctor and both of them measured this, that, and the other thing, and then they poked him with needles and checked his IV tubes. The nurse was petting him gently and saying something but Greg could not make it out; and with a blink darkness blocked everything, another blink and a blaring white light filled the room, with another blink he was in the living room watching his wife Lincy flitting about preparing to go work. The door burst open as an ugly beast crashed into their living room; Greg tried to yell but his voice was mute and when he tried to run a pain shot up his legs. When he looked down his feet were nailed to the floor and his stomach was impaled by the coat stand. Greg was unable to move, shout, or help his wife in any way. Just stand there and painfully watch as the scaly beast pounded Lincy into a pile of helpless flesh and then ravage her privates with his scaly green penis.
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Greg wretched in pain, as another flash of light filled his eyes he awoke back in his hospital bed coughing and gagging as the nurse tried to coat his raw throat with a cotton swab that had been dipped in a soothing kind of liquid. The tube used to help him breathe was gone but he was still unable to talk in comprehendible words just croaks and coughs, only now he could hear the nurse.
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“You’re going to be fine just relax.
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“I told you not to talk just yet. †Rebecca Rose softly rebuffed and as a warm smile began to beam she leaned down and whispered, “If you must… just whisper quietly I’ll hear you. †and then dipped another cotton swab in the pale green jelly and swabbed his throat again and wiped his lips with a damp cloth.
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The itch in his throat was soon replaced with a warm glow, the muscles in his throat relaxed and his salivary glands became quite active and when they settled down he whispered quite raspyly, “Why the words on your back?â€
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“For people like you.
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“My wife… my wife…†He coughed and struggled to breathe between the words.
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“I know something terrible has happened to you and your family. †Rebecca Rose paused and looked warmly at Greg, cupped his cheek and softly whispered, “You have to get better so you can help Lincy get better. †A smile stretched thinly across Greg’s mouth and was soon interrupted as one of the officers entered the room.
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“Is he ready to answer questions yet Ms. Uh Ms…?†He asked in an oafish tone. An obvious chocolate stain on his mouth and white crumbs clung to his dark green shirt.
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“The doctor will call detective Kimberly Clearson and or special agent Renee Davies certainly not you!†Rebecca Rose sharply scolded as she shooed him out of the room adding in a very cross tone, “You are only suppose to be guarding the door to the room not the room and most assuredly not the nurses lounge. †And when she got him in the hallway her voice elevated to another level one that Greg was unable to place with her angelic face, “And the coffee and doughnuts that you all so greedily consumed belong to the hospital staff, now either of you bother my patient or the remaining few crumbs or cups of coffee I will have the director talk to the mayor ‘his…’ close friend about the inappropriate behavior of the police assigned to guard Mr. Mineras. â€
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The verbal thrashing Rebecca Rose delivered to the over weight and over paid sentry gave Greg a little bit of humor and entertained himself imagining the look of distress that must have washed across their faces when they found out their boss was friends with her boss. It seemed like hours had passed since Rebecca Rose scolded the police and vanished but made her return known.
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As she impishly peered from behind the doorway a warm smile beaming she asked, “Have they…†and she motioned with her head towards the nurses lounge and pushed her nose up with her fingers snorted and then continued, “Bothered you or our snacks?â€
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Greg coughed convulsively from the laugh as he tried to answer her with a little humor only to be softly rebuffed by Rebecca for his effort. “No talking…! I told you. †Her voice softened to a whisper as she placed a finger to Greg’s mouth, “You have been in and out for a while, so your throat will need a little time to heal. †Rebecca Rose busied herself with taking his blood pressure, heart rate, respiratory rate, and oxygenation of his blood and then checking his pupils for response to light, his reflexes to pain and pressure, and then writing all of her findings in his chart.
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“I guess you told’em off good. †Greg quietly whispered and was ravaged with an acute cough and his throat filled with mucous. Rebecca quickly grabbed the suction tube, extricated the large fibrous wad looked at him, and just shook her head in disapproval Greg placed his hand on top of hers and gave it a weak squeeze.
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“You have had quite enough excitement for your first few hours back. †Rebecca Rose softly remarked as she used her free hand to fluff the blanket and cup Greg’s cheek and softly explained, “It’s time you had a nap. †After Greg gave her hand an understanding squeeze she added, “Let me give you a little something to help you take that nap. †She inserted the syringe into his IV tube and slowly pumped the amber looking fluid into the tube, looked at Greg and held his hand warmly watching him as he started to drift. Greg started feeling quite dizzy and warm; a giddy lightheaded feeling followed and he cast one last glance at Rebecca and was asleep and dreaming.
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He found his self on a white sandy beach and the sun was blisteringly hot; the surf was roaring as the waves tumbled in ending with a loud hissing sound as they dissolved along the sand. He wanted to run into the water and swim but his legs wouldn’t move. He looked off into the distance and there was Lincy her long shiny black hair blowing in the soft warm breeze walking towards him. Her scanty bikini betrayed her hairy privates. Even as far away as she was, her treasure trails were visible. Greg felt his penis start to engorge with blood and turn hot, his testicles felt like balloons covered with static electricity. His stomach was turning tight, and as if a magnet hung from the sky, he was being lifted up from the sand. The closer Lincy came the faster she walked and the warmer Greg began to feel, her scent filled his nostrils, that of hot rose hip tea brewing on the stove. Greg’s heart exploded as four black tentacles stretched from the waters edge and grasped Lincy with their suction cup lined arms pulling her into the water as she screamed scratching at the loose sand. Greg jumped to his feet only to be knocked to the sand by a webbed hand and he croaked as the fingers tightened around his throat, Lincy’s sweet aroma was replaced by the stench of ammonia as the beast looked Greg in the eyes and sneered, “You…!†blowing his acrid breath in his face “You…!â€
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Greg’s eyes opened with rapid and wide blinking and he coughed as he gasped for air. He felt a snapping slap across his face and a white masked face of another nurse loomed over him as he looked up, and then another slap bounced across his face. Lincy’s sweet scent returned as the nurse held a soft fabric to his nose, so fresh was the scent Greg suddenly knew it was Lincy’s panties. So strong was the scent his mind filled with her memories.
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Greg felt his body quake as an electric shock coursed its way through him, and stars circled around his eyes. Another jolt raced through and the white room appeared briefly. When he opened his eyes next he was again floating like a gas filled balloon, looking down as they scurried about desperately trying to bring him back. As he looked at Rebecca’s shirt top, it had a different message a U. an R. and an OK sewn into it. Greg didn’t want to believe he was okay his Lincy was gone; he wanted to float away but couldn’t get under the doorway and wink blackness filled his consciousness.
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A terrible itch in his throat woke him and as he looked around the room he found the tube had been stuffed back down his throat and felt quite groggy and his eyes burned.
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“Doctor… Mr. Mineras is awake. †She coolly informed. Â
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“Well Mr. Mineras it’s good to have you back, you gave us quite a fight this time now squeeze my finger… Aw you can do better than that. †Greg gave it a second squeeze as hard as he could. “Much better!†he soothingly acknowledged and then informed, “Now we are going to give you a little something to relax you so we can take that nasty tube out, you’d like that yes?†Greg nodded his head just as he felt a soothing warm rush into his body. “Now take in a deep breath and exhale when I say okay now. †He directed.
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“Mr. Mineras we have done an electro encephala gram, and taken an M. R. I. of your cerebellum and brain stem. We’ve run a constant E. K. G. and have run every one of the blood analysis we have available and can find nothing wrong with you that would account for you lapsing into coma as many times as you have. Now doctor Louan Daoh Mien, your physician Debra Van Raines, and I all think you are experiencing panic attacks because of the second abduction of your wife a little while ago. So just try to relax, I know it seems like a long time since this ordeal has started so it will be difficult at best, but you must try. Okay?†Greg nodded his head coughed when he tried to speak and then looked around the room.
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 “I think we’ll keep the Zithromax drip at its present level and start to titrate back the Prednazone five ‘mgs. ’ and the valium one ‘mg. ’ every four hours, and stop the nitro for now. Keep Mr. Mineras on oxygen for now and check his stats every two hours. †doctor Louan Daoh Mien rattled off his instructions and then left.
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“Now Greg…it is okay for me to call you Greg?†Yvonne Smyth asked. Greg nodded his head as he watched her fussing with his blanket and pillow. She was a very buxom blonde, a little extra weight but very well distributed. Her red cheeks and bright blue eyes gave her a very cheery looking disposition, and her accent was unmistakably English. “Well Greg luv we are going to get you healed up and don’t you worry about those nasty coppers we’ll keep them away until you are good and ready for them.
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“Be a good luv and no talking just yet. †She warmly admonished and then hinted with her fingers by placing them close to the vee of her legs and wriggling them, then wrote in his chart for a few minutes looked up and smiled and softly said, “I’ll be with you for most of the night luv and then Rebecca will take over. †Yvonne pressed a few buttons on the tree his medications hung from, Greg started to feel light headed, and with a swish, she was out the door and Greg’s eyes closed.
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Rebecca was the nurse that roused him from his sleep as she fussed over the tubes hanging from his arm, his nose, and from his penis. She was checking all of the readouts and when she saw he was awake asked, “What did you think of Yvonne?†Unable to speak he just grinned a very broad grin. Greg sighed as Rebecca started washing him with the warm sudsy cloth after weighing the contents of the bedpan. A broad smile beamed from Rebecca as she washed Greg’s penis causing it to turn quite hard.
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“I see she let you in on one of her many secrets. †Rebecca said with a soft laugh and gently stopped Greg’s fingers from wandering over the back of her thigh and placed her hand close to his organ in an obviously teasing gesture and watched, as it became flaccid softly whispering, “You have to get your strength up now dear you are not my only charge. †With a swish, Rebecca left to finish her rounds.
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                           Ch. 3 The Criminal pt. 1
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Mort Dray roared with laughter as he walked toward his van somewhat stunned by the joke Janet his waitress had told him. It was the first time a woman had told him his… favorite joke, “What do you do when a pit bull starts humping your leg. â€
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They both roared when he answered, “Fake an orgasm. †He leaned against the side of the van and mused over her response to his answer.
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“What if it’s real!†she sang out between laughs.
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And they both roared even louder when Mort said, “Then give him a sloppy wet kiss!†It was a shame that an edgy customer had to spoil the moment by snapping his fingers and holding up his cup demanding more coffee and when Martha neared his table, Mort could hear him giving her the what for, for telling a “filthy…! joke like that in a restaurant. â€
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Janet won an even closer place in Mort’s heart as he remembered the way she dealt with him asking if he wanted anything else and that his meal and coffee was on her, for disturbing him. She teased him with some pie and ice cream or bread pudding. Mort started steaming when the asshole took a piece of pie ala-mode and then complained because the pie wasn’t hot enough; that was the last straw that bastard had just earned his self a free ride out to his farm. Another smile beamed from Mort’s face as Janet brought him yet another piece of pie with even more ice-cream on it all the while she was giving him warm furtive glances as if she wanted him to take her into the back room and slip poor mommy a bone. When Janet neared Mort’s table coffee pot in hand, he reached for his wallet.
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“Oh no baby it is already covered!†she cooed obviously bending over far enough to give Mort an eye full of her fleshy firm breasts.
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“I didn’t see it get rung in. †Mort said as he declined her warm offer.
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“Come on baby let me treat you. †Janet countered as she moved towards the register and began ringing up his tab and then pulled enough money from her tips to cover it and then impishly queried, “Is that better now?†as if she knew that other waitresses just cheat the owners and Mort didn’t want that.
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“Well okay. †Mort begrudgingly surrendered. A sly smile beamed as he added, “You have to have dinner out… on me… at a fancy place!†Mort warmly lured as he smiled.
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“I’d love to baby…what is your name?†She asked as she stood combing her hair with her fingers.
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“I like to be called Moe but you can keep calling me baby if you want. †Mort said warmly.
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“Moe… you mean like Moe, Larr…?†Janet smiled a puzzled smile as Mort interrupted her.
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“Yea like him. †Mort snorted and then asked, “Do you have a pet name?â€
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Just then, the customer that was having a bad hair day earned a lot more points with Mort as he interjected, “You all should join a lonely hearts club!†and stomped his way to the bathroom.
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“Pay him no mind… Moe.
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Her face grew long as he stood up and then smiled, and warmly said, “Baby I have a schedule or we would be taking the rest of the night off. †Cupped her cheek softly and said, “thank you for the coffee, pie, and a nice time. †He smiled warmly then turned away.
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He noticed a receipt was on the asshole’s table picked it up and asked, “Is this your number?†then bumped into the door as he shuffled backwards pushing the door open.
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Janet yelled as he left, “Yea that is my number!†and stood there playing with the cheek, he touched.
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Now watching from his van waiting for the little bastard to come out and get into his car then he remembered jerks full name with his card number he noted from the card sitting next to the receipt he grabbed.
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As he glided onto the freeway, his cock turned hard and he thought about the pleasures waiting for him at his farm. As Mort sped along the dark highway, the asshole became less than a distant itch, and Janet a larger part of his fantasy. The memory of her body odor filled his senses and the fleeting glimpses of her hairy under arms betrayed a very hairy pussy between her legs, led him to imagine that her legs were unshaven as well. His vivid imagining caused his cock to pound and a pool of precum to ooze under his thigh. It took a lot of effort not to rub off a nut while he was driving; but little Candy was waiting for him to come back and share wedding vows. Mort thought of Cocoa and how she was so eager to fight for her freedom; taking the terms of his wager of the best three of five rounds, and knowing she would lose the last two rounds, and begin her servitude to him. He thought about how Cocoa and Candy the last two of his three latest victims were so fortuitous for him and so very unfortunate for them that they were at the wrong place at the wrong time leaving Mort Dray no choice but to take them along with his intended victim.
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Mort wondered if Rosalind his favorite German Shepard bitch had had her litter of puppies, and then there was Bessie the latest member of the breading farm he captured her fourteen months ago and knocked her up then sent her to the birthing house as her due date neared just before he left on this last trip. He laughed with a belly roar as he thought how she really believed she was carrying Thaddeus’s pups.
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The miles ticked away and Mort began to see Janet’s hairy naked body on all fours being seduced by Tiberius his prized hound; he had all the best parts of the wolves, the Great Danes, the Saint Bernards, and German Shepards that went into creating his blood line. What a proud acting, intelligent hound, obedient to the nth degree. He was bigger than all of the other hounds around the farm so he was the alpha male all the other dogs followed his lead. Then a broad smug smile beamed brightly as he recalled the last time he watched Tiberius chase down one of his captives taking a mouth full of her hair and holding her head to the ground and her writhing body as she struggled against his large paws holding her to the ground, soaking her with his scent as it sprayed across her body and then with the wide swathes of his leathery tongue turn the struggling bitch into a moaning and eagerly willing mate. Mort squeezed his throbbing penis as he imagined her now on all fours anxiously waiting for Tiberius to mount her and mate. His penis started to throb, as he thought Tiberius would stay mounted for well over an hour, and the echoes of the wild bitche’s, gruntings, and moanings filled his mind.  Â
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Then he recalled how little Candy appeared and how she struggled; forcing Mort to hit her really hard three times before stopping and melting into his tight grasp. The sounds of the surrendering sighs she made after he injected her with his drug cocktail as it began to course its way through her body echoed in his mind. As he took the time to rummage through her purse, he noted her age and how innocent she looked for eighteen. He could see her small vagina and thin labia when he pulled her white panties to the side.
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Cocoa happened along just as he was going to leave but no, she had to have her own key. By her own word, she wanted to give her girlfriend’s pussy a good licking before going to work. Mort’s heart raced as he recalled how hard she fought nearly felling him before he was able to get the upper hand but still it took several well placed jabs and punches to fell her and still she didn’t lose consciousness she just couldn’t move. Again, Mort smiled as he remembered the first three rounds in the promised contest for her freedom how well she fought and how well he controlled the outcome leaving her with two victories him with one. A broad gloat beamed as he thought of how she really believed she was going to win, making the taste of victory all the more sweeter.
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Along wet drool slipped passed his lips when he sighed while maneuvering onto the long dirt driveway leading to his farm, signaling the end of a long and tedious drive. His captives, his pets, the boys, and the awaiting orgy filled his mind and then Mort said to him self, “there comes Caesar like always some how or another he knows when I am on the driveway and there he is ready to greet me and run with the van or truck as it heads to the farm. There is Thaddeus, Lucious, and T-rex all running down the drive.
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Mort Dray was home at last, at long last the weeks of stalking his next round of victims made him weary but when he opened the door the animals yanked and pulled at his clothes and he just rolled out onto the ground and they all struggled for a place and a chance to lick his face and sniff at his pits. Feverishly they sniffed at his crotch, armpits, and cuffs of his pants. There was Mort’s brother Hank coming with their cousins Ralph and Gordon in close tow. After the animals let him up and all the back slapping ended, the menagerie walked up the long narrow densely foliaged lined path leading into a wide open area and there was the farm hands Lon, Tom, Andy, William or Will, Bonno or Boner sometimes hard-on and Hairy Harry or Bushman, all standing looking at Mort Dray as he wandered into the main yard.
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In the main pen next to the fence were his captives; Jessy the redhead, Tessy a very hairy auburn haired sassy bitch, Lassie a full bodied auburn haired bitch that could get wet with a warm breath, Fanny a skinny blond that has learned to fuck all who happen to belly up to her bottom, Annie a pleasingly plump but not fat brunet, and Doggie a very hairy brunet with pouty lips and lush breasts and round fanny. They were all his steadies that he gladly shares with his hounds, and farm hands. The hounds all have their favorites and have claimed them as their own as well. There was Missy one of the recaptures, waiting in the main pen close to the gate to be let out and her mate Brutus running to join the crowd. Judging by how sweated she was Brutus must have given her a good fucking just before Mort’s arrival. Brutus had just pushed through the dog gate and Missy was pacing up and down the fence itching to get out and join in with the procession.
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There came juicy Lucy his special pet running on all fours eagerly wanting to welcome Mort back home. Lucy was now a trustee and allowed to run free. When she reached Mort’s feet she rubbed her body all over them, hungrily sniffed at his crotch, and eagerly tugged at his pant legs with her teeth. The whole area filled with the scent of her arousal and as she began rolling over repeatedly, they could see her pubic hair was soaked with her frothy white juices. Finally stopping she lay on her back, legs out stretched and just looked at Mort. He dropped his pants to his feet and he dropped to his knees pushed her knees to her shoulders and stuffed his face right into her gelatinized pubic hairs and smeared the manna all over his face slurping loudly as he drank what he could and with a loud cracking slap he left a bright red hand print on her buttock. Lucy jumped onto all fours and scampered a few steps then stop twisting to the left then taking a few more steps and twisting to the right. Each time she twisted her vaginal opening would gape and a new flow of juice would start coursing down her thighs.
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The whole group stood watching her dance as she held herself open for Mort’s penis. He quickly forgot young Candy his betrothed and Cocoa as he mounted Lucy much like his hounds would mount a bitch, and skillfully found her vaginal opening with his first thrust, and without pause, or plan he pounded her buttocks with his thighs and quickly ejaculated making loud animalistic noises as his drool dripped into her hair.
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As they passed the pen he looked Missy and Mort ordered, “Get her cleaned up and bring her into the main house. †Then cast a broad smile at her and Brutus. As he neared the door he turned to watch her crouched on all fours as they hit her with the icy cold water, soap, and scrubbed her with the coarse brush. Brutus was looking on as he had taken a real shine to her and has become protective of her. Now he has to be bargained with for the use of ‘his…’ bitch.
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If there was another hound in the cage, her scent would arouse him and she would resist his advances until they became forceful and then in an effort to escape injury submit. It was obvious that once that knot was plunged into her vaginal well her sexual hunger took over and she loved every second of her wild ride, and when he pulled out she would lay on her back, legs up and submissively spread wide hoping to get more of his ministrations. Â
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Ch. 3 The Victim pt. 1
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Lincy or Missy as Father and the hands call her was now back in the main pen with five of the other captives. At any one time there would be at least eight to ten hounds being kept in there with them. She was glad that Brutus was there with her as he kept the other dogs away from her when he was there, and was very attentive to her amorous needs. Mating with her often throughout the day and night; some times he would go fast quickly losing his semen while other times he would stay inside her hot wet womb for thirty or forty minutes sending her into an orgasmic rapture filled with multiple orgasms. The only times they didn’t sleep together were the times Brutus was in the main house partying with Father and his crew or chasing the scent of a bitch in heat.
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It was a swelteringly hot day as Lincy drank from the water bowl after eating the last of the scraps of food. Her body covered with sweat and the dust was clinging to her skin; her hair was uncombed and matted to her neck. The fresh teeth marks on her neck showed signs of healing as did the scratches that covered her back and buttocks. She was glad to be out of the birthing house after giving birth to Father’s child for the first time. Her nipples had healed from her baby’s suckling as well as the four sets of puppy teeth that nursed from her breasts. Brutus had been gone for the last several days; she wasn’t sure how many she just knew her groin ached from his absence. In fact, all of the hounds have been gone for several days now. Some of the women had started sharing ministrations with each other in their absence. Lincy had her eye on this one brunet she was becoming very hairy as Father’s potion was beginning to take hold, and Lincy found her scent very arousing.
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Lincy’s body trembled when she caught the scent of Father’s potion and when she caught site of the female trustees pulling the cart laden with the ten jugs of potion she pressed her face obeisantly against the wire as did the other women captives. They all knew to be obedient and eagerly drink the noxious fluid as fast as they could, and not vomit any of it.
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Lincy saw Toby sitting alone at the end of the run as the effects leveled out; sweat beading on her back and running down to her anal cleft, Lincy salivated as she looked on catching the smell of her sweat and Bartholin fluids wafting through the air and moved closer to her. The way the pens were built made it impossible to walk upright even if they could it was absolutely forbidden; so her hands, knees, fore legs, and tops of her feet had developed thick calluses from crawling around on all fours as the men laughingly called it. The dirt mixed with round and sharp gravel toughened the hide that it abraded. Missy could see Toby was quietly crying when she drew near and instantly felt concerned and sat next to her keeping her shoulder touching Toby’s.
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“I don’t remember my real name do you?†She whispered between sobs.
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“No. I have forgotten my name and I can not remember what my husband looks like nor his name. †Lincy somberly related as she scootched closer and sighed, “I just remember being married. â€
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“Do you still remember telling your cycle by the moon. †She sadly hissed as she tried to be quiet.
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“Yes I start my period when the last of the crescent moon wanes. †Missy calmly replied adding, “I started my periods again last month. â€
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“I’ve missed mine for the last two months!†Toby gasped out the last word. “The only males that have been fucking me are T-rex, Clyde, Jake, and Big Red.
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 “Oh honey you know a dog can’t make you pregnant. †Lincy tried to console her.
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“That awful tasting conglomeration he makes us all drink what… what if it is messing with our genes!†her voice filled with panic and her breath quickened as she added, “Just look at how hairy I’ve become. †Lincy knew she was right about the hair she too was becoming covered with long soft black hair, it was running up her back and forming soft waves along the backs of her arms, sides and covering her belly button. Her legs were completely covered with thick black hair too.
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“Toby, resistance isn’t going to help you get through this!†Lincy said quietly waiting for her to say something and then added, “Toby just be strong we all have to be strong. †and she started to kiss her face when she heard her rapidly sniffing at the air Lincy caught the scent also.
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“Their back, I can smell them. †Toby said her voice becoming passionate. Lincy looked toward the front of the pen and there they were squeezing through the doggy door, tails wagging and tongues flailing as they padded along. Lincy eagerly looked for Brutis but he was not to be seen and none of the other hounds were padding into sight either. T-rex, Clyde, Jake, and Red were quickly padding there way to where they were sitting all four stopped and took a long drink from the water bowl. T-rex was half wolf and Dane covered with a thick coat of gray, brown and black fur, Clyde was a full blooded blood hound his skin was so wrinkled coupled with his short red hair made him as ugly as he could be, Jake was half Dane and Saint Barnard he too had a thick coat of hair that had white, and red, with tan patches, and Red was half blood hound and wolf covered in a frosted black long haired coat. Lincy tried to scurry off but Jake grabbed a mouth full of hair, pushed her head to the ground, and held it there. Lincy continued to struggle breaking free only to be caught again and knocked back to the ground. She could feel his hot breath blowing across her neck and feel his drool sliding down her cheek He was toying with her much like a cat would toy with a mouse letting her try to scurry off, but he soon knocked her to the ground, stepped on her with one of his big paws, and sat. His cock was beginning to poke out from his sheath in front of her face while he sniffed at her hair, armpits, and butt.
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The other three hounds already had Toby belly up; T-rex was licking and smelling one armpit, while Clyde was spraying his scent all over her as well as the other dogs. Red was eagerly sniffing and licking her vagina. Lincy stopped her halfhearted struggle and watched as Jake licked his swelling organ and then he licked her face; she could hear him sniffing her matted hair. She felt him push her head with his other paw as he scootched closer. Lincy could feel the heat on her face as it emanated from his wet, red, member and she began licking the hairy sheath and his surrounding belly. She felt his essence gushing across her cheek and course along her neck soaking into her hair when she sucked on his scrotum. His tongue started slathering across her face when she sucked his huge cock into her mouth swallowing the salty sweet juices as they flowed out.
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Lincy rolled on her back spreading her legs wide when Jake stood and started tentatively sniffing and licking her feet, thighs, arms, belly, and face; covering her whole body as he moved his nose and tongue from here to there and back. Then he straddled her and started covering her body with his potent smelling scent eventually his nose and tongue found her wet genitalia causing her to yell out as it slithered across her clitoris repeatedly. Her euphoria was interrupted by Toby’s loud grunts. Lincy looked just in time to see Clyde’s huge red globe plunge into her womb, and her buttocks vanish under Clyde’s hairy haunches.
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Jake was straddling Lincy and nudging her face with his snout. She knew it was time to roll onto all fours; as soon as her buttocks brushed Jake’s belly his weight fell on her back and he wrapped his front legs tightly around her waist and with three very quick and powerful thrusts found and parted her labia with the full length and with the next thrust forced his swelled globe into her vagina pressing her mons to her thighs. A loud groan sounded deep inside Lincy’s throat as his huge red globe squeezed through her vaginal sphincter. His stroking was feverish her whole body quaked with each pounding thrust with his knot pulling out and plunging back in as he rushed to his climax. With a series of convulsive jerky thrusts, he released the torr.
