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Farm Girl, Part Five
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: RAPE/BONDAGE/S&M/INCEST/BEASTIALITY/LESBIANISM
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Copyright 1990 All rights reserved
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If there's any nasty thing a girl can do it's in this story. Our heroine
is a young farm girl mad for sex. She gets it, and is punished for it
by a variety of people including mom and dad. This may be the only
story ever to appear on a.s.s. in which a girl is gang raped by a pack
of dogs...and loves it.
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Part Five
Thats the way we went on for a while. After that second
attack, it was just like the first. For the first couple of days he
wouldn't be able to look at me when I was around, then he would
start watching me, staring at my ass and tits whenever we were near
each other. In another week he was squeezing and grabbing me as he
walked by. Then he would have to fuck me again.
The third time was when I was in my bed at about two in the
morning. I woke to find him sitting on my bed, his hand rubbing
lightly across my naked breasts. When he saw I was awake he pulled
the covers off completely and got on top of me. His cock was inside
me in seconds and he began thrusting in and out.
The next time it was in the hayloft of the barn where I went
sometimes to read. Then in the garage, then my room again. One time
I was taking a shower. I felt a chill breeze against my wet skin.
I looked out and saw a silhouette against the shower curtain. I
gasped as the curtain was yanked open.
My father was standing there naked, his mouth open, his eyes
bulging out as he stared at me huddled in the corner. His cock was
hard and red, and pointed at me threateningly, like a gun.
He got in the tub with me, the water flattening his hair and
dropping down off his face. The drops bounced off his chest and
shoulders as he moved against me in the corner. He grabbed my
wrists, pulling my hands away from my chest, holding them high
above my head with one hand so he could stare at my naked body.
His other hand pressed against my boob, pushing it flat
against my chest with his palm. He rotated his hand, then closed
the fingers around my tit, squeezing the meaty flesh. He stared
down at my tit in fascination, as his fingers squeezed and squeezed
it repeatedly.
His hands came around me, hugging me tightly as he kissed me.
He pulled my leg up and thrust his hips forward, crushing my ass
against the tiles. He reached between his legs with his other hand,
still holding my leg up high and to the side, and inserted the tip
of his penis in my sheath.
His hand moved around onto my ass, pulling me outward as he
slowly pushed himself up into me. He began thrusting almost
immediately, screwing me with short, sharp jabs. He moved his hips
around in circles, jerking in and out. When he decided I was loose
enough, he began pumping with long smooth strokes.
His body crashed into mine again and again, slamming me
against the corner of the shower enclosure. My face was buried in
his wet chest fur. Then I felt him shudder. His hips slammed
forward as his head jerked up and back.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
He slumped against me, slowly lowering my leg, his cock
slipping out of me.
I tried to stay away from him as much as I could of course. I
stayed away from anywhere he could get me alone when an attack was
due, but he always found a way somehow. I thought about telling
someone, but I didn't know who.
I sure couldn't tell my mom. That sure wouldn't do any good.
The idea of her doing anything so rash as to stand up to him was
laughable. She waited on him hand and foot, like he was some kind
of God or something. I knew she wouldn't believe me, and if she
did, she wouldn't do anything anyway.
It wasn't just that he was fucking me whenever he wanted that
was getting to me. It was the loss of control over my mind and body
when he did it. Bad enough that he used me however he wanted, worse
yet was that my body betrayed me during these times more often than
not.
Sometimes it was over with fast and I could just walk away and
clean up. Then again, there were the times when my body had
shuddered through unwanted climaxes and orgasms at my fathers
hands. What had been almost acceptable from the dirty Spinozzos was
humiliating coming from my Dad.
I even thought about running away to escape him. But I was
pretty smart. I knew that running away would solve nothing at all.
What could I do? Go to New York and be a prostitute? How would that
be any better than this? And what would happen if I turned out to
like that too?
One day when my Mom was out he grabbed me as soon as I got
home from school. I had gotten mixed up, thinking it was the next
day my mom would be out, otherwise I would have stayed away for a
few hours until she got home.
As it turned out it didn't matter. He bent me backwards over
the kitchen table and started kissing and fondling me. His hands
ripped my shirt open and yanked it off. My bra went next. I was
flat on my back on the table, my legs flailing helplessly as his
mouth sucked on my small pink nipples.
His tongue rasped over the skin, his mouth suckling and
chewing, forcing each nipple erect against my will. HIs hands
squeezed my tit as he looked down into my face. "I'm gonna fuck you
in the asshole little girl!" he hissed.
"You every been cornholed? Ever been sodomized? Fucked up your
shitter!?" he panted evilly. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't
be able to close it for a month!!"
"NO! Please don't Daddy! Don't! Oh God!" I struggled against
him, my fingers clawing for his face.
Suddenly the door opened and my Mother walked in. We all
stared at each other open mouthed for several seconds, then my
father smiled. He shoved my arms up above my head and gestured to
her.
"Get over here and hold her down!" he ordered.
She continued to stare, her mouth opening and closing.
"Move your ass you bitch!" he shouted.
She jumped, then slowly, hesitantly, moved over to the table
across from him.
"Mommy stop him!" I yelled "Pleeeeassse" I wailed.
"Grab her wrists and hold them there!" he barked.
I felt another, smaller pair of hands around my wrists.
I tried to jerked my wrists away when he let go but my mother held
firm.
His hands undid my pants and yanked them down and off as I
sobbed in anguish and humiliation. He leered at me, rubbing my cunt
through my thin bikini panties.
"You're gonna love this baby." he smiled.
I jerked my head up to look at my Mom. Her eyes refused to
meet mine. She stared dazedly at my body, wherever he touched it.
He slowly slid my panties down and off, leaving me totally nude
between the two of them.
His pants dropped to the floor and his cock came out. He poked
it against my cunt slit. Slowly he pushed it into me, forcing inch
after inc h up my cunt tube until his balls rested against my ass
cheeks. He pumped into my then, slowly, easily, taking his time.
"You like that whore?" he gritted. "Does that feel good? Do
you like being FUCKED by your Daddy?"
I sobbed, gritting my teeth against the pain in my slit and
the sudden arousal of my oh so sensitive clitty. He pulled out and
stepped back. He picked up a can from the table. I hadn't noticed
it before. It was shaving cream.
He poured out a huge handful of white cream.
"Pull your legs up to your chest." he ordered me.
I sobbed and shook my head. Humiliated by having my Mother see
him fucking me. He grabbed one of my boobs in his other hand and
twisted it viciously, making me cry out in pain.
"Do as I say you little slut or I'll tear your fucking tit
right off!" he screamed.
Jerkily, I pulled my legs up and back, opening my cunt and ass
to him. He slapped his cream filled hand against my asshole,
smearing it all over my crotch area. He rubbed his hand over his
hot red cock, and centered it against my cream covered shithole.
I could feel the tip against my crinkled little asshole. He
pushed harder and harder until he forced the tip past the opening.
He started fucking it in and out with just the tip. Repeatedly
forcing my asshole open and closed. He began to press deeper and
deeper with each new stroke, shoving his long fat fuck spike deeper
into my asshole.
I stared up at my mother. Her face was frozen as she held me
tightly. Her eyes were locked on the connection between my upturned
little anal opening and her husbands churning pistoning fuck tool.
He pushed it further into me, opening up my ass tube,
weakening my sphincter muscle. When he was half way in, something
seemed to give inside me, and my asshole kind of sucked him down
inside. He just shoved it forward, letting it slowly disappear down
into my anus as the three of us watched.
I felt the cockhead move way up into my guts and sort of pulse
and throb there for a second. He sighed happily, grabbing my legs
and forcing them apart further. His hands came down around my waist
and jerked me against him as he started to really fuck his cock in
and out.
At first he went slowly, forced by the tightness yet,. As my
asshole loosened further, he picked up speed. He lifted me right
off the table sometimes as he jerked me back and forth. His cock
thrust into my rectum faster and faster. My asshole burned, felt
torn, ripped, as his churning fuck pole skewered me with brutal
ease.
His breathing increased. "OOOoooo YYEssssss! What a fucking
asshole you've got!" he cried. HE jammed his prick as deep inside
me as it would go. His balls mashed against my ass cheeks and his
fingers dug into my sides as he lifted me off the table and jammed
my crotch against him.
"C... C... CCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG !!!!" he
screamed, as his cock spurted his semen down into my anus, giving
me a hot semen enema.
He grabbed one of my legs in each hand and jerked them up even
higher and further apart, shoving me back onto my shoulders as he
lifted my ass. Only my head and shoulders were still touching the
table, along with my arms, which my Mom was still holding.
My Dad buried his cock down my shitter, yanking me tightly
against him as he creamed in my asshole. He dropped my legs then,
which fell across the table top with a dull aching thump, and
staggered backwards, wiping the spit and drool off his face.
"What a nice tight little asshole she's got Mom! Not like
yours!" he laughed. He leaned forward and hissed in my ear.
"Your Mom used to have a nice tight little asshole too, until
I fucked it open for her! Har! Har! Har!" he laughed. His hand came
down and cracked against my face, bringing a sharp yelp from me.
"Go do your chores now slut."
I looked up at my Mom but she still wouldn't meet my eyes, so
I slowly turned and stumbled off the table and out of the kitchen.
I went up to my room to get some clothes on and then went back down
to head for the barn. My Dad stopped me as I was about to pas out
the side door.
"Hold it, you!" he ordered.
I tensed up and turned slowly, dreading what new ideas he
might have had.
"What the fuck are you doing with those on?" he demanded.
I looked at him in confusion, then looked down at my coveralls
and t-shirt.
"What?" I asked, flustered.
"Get those clothes off! I didn't say you could wear clothes.
Why should we waste clothes on a slut like you?"
I just looked at him in shock.
"You got nothing to hide from us little pussy."
He stalked closer till his angry face was right next to mine.
"Why should you get those clean clothes all dirty out in the barn!?
Take em off now!"
Slowly, resignedly I undid the catches on my shoulder and slid
the coverall dow my body and off my legs. I pulled my t-shirt up
and off my head till I was standing there in just bra and panties.
He motioned at them imperiously and I sighed and pulled them off
too.
"Much better! you look much better that way!" he chortled.
"Now get out to the barn and do your chores."
I went out the door naked, walking over and into the barn. It
felt strange, but somehow very free to do my chores in the nude,
not having to worry about getting my clothes dirty or anything.
Our farm was isolated enough that there wasn't any chance of
anybody seeing me, so I guess my Dad was right on that account. Why
wear clothes? Him and my Mom had seen everything I had, that was
for sure.
I finished and went back into the house, quickly showering to
get the barnyard smell off me. I stared uncertainly at my clothes,
wondering if I was allowed to wear clothes i the house. I didn't
want to make my Dad mad again and get another whipping. I decided
to go down and find out.
My mom was stretched out naked on the sofa as I rounded the
curve in the stairs and stopped. Dad was humping away between her
spread legs as she grunted and jerked against him. He looked up and
noticed me. "Get your little ass down here!" he ordered.
"Sit down on the bitches face!"
I hesitated, loathing the idea of placing my tender pussy near
my own Mother's face.
"Move your ass whore!" he yelled.
I jumped down the last two stairs and scrambled over to the
end of the sofa where her head hung over slightly.
"Sit!" my Dad ordered.
Slowly I lowered my pussy until I felt my Mom's nose make
contact with my pussy slit. I held there desperately for several
seconds, then my Dad grabbed my shoulder and jerked me down so I
fell full on her face. "Lick her bitch!" he ordered her.
I felt her tongue slithering up and down along my slit,
darting and dipping slowly, resentfully.
"If you don't make her cunt, I'm gonna chain you up naked in
the yard with the dogs and pigs." my Dad said.
Then he looked at me. "If you cum, you go in the yard
instead."
There was a slight hesitation below me and then my Mom's
tongue began squirming and sliding in and out of my slit furiously.
It raced up to the top of my cunt mouth and buffed back and froth
against my clitty. I tried to pull away slightly and her hands came
up and locked around my hips. Her fingers dug into my fleshy skin,
gouging out thin craters.
Her tongue was moving up and down as she rubbed her face and
jaw back and froth. I squirmed slightly, fighting against any
sensation of eroticism or excitement, willing my body to be still
and ignore the movements between my legs.
Her hands slid up my sides and clutched my tits boldly. She
smoothly stroked all around the nipples as she worked on my pussy.
I groaned silently, cursing her this betrayal. She was a woman, and
knew exactly how to treat my body, knew exactly what would stir it
into excitement despite my wishes.
My groin began twitching and then humping against her face.
Each time I felt it move, I tried to stop it, but too late. Soon my
hardened nipples poked out of fever swollen breasts as my body
began to sway back and forth over her.
My groin was a blazing valley of wanton desire that consumed
my mind with sensations of lust and gratification., My hands came
down on her head and jerked her face against me as I moaned and
sobbed loudly. My brain was swamped. My will to resist overrun by
the sizzling sparks of churning electric impulses racing through my
body.
I felt her body being jerked back an forth under me as my Dad
continued to fuck her. One of her hands left my swollen titty and
slid up against my squatting, humping ass. It squirmed around till
one finger was pointing upward, and the next time I squished down,
I felt it thrusting up inside me.
I cried out in shock and pleasure as it slid into my pussy. On
my next hump two fingers penetrated my quim, then three, then four,
then her hand was a madly squirming monster trying to force its way
up inside me. I was defenceless.I Screamed inwardly with desire to
stop her, knowing I would explode if she succeeded.
Still my body betrayed me, humping harder, trying to impale
itself on the hard bony hand. Then it happened. My pussy lips
spread wide around her hand and it slid up inside me to the wrist.
I stopped in shock, and held still, squatting above her.
She quickly bunched her fingers into a tight fist and rammed
it way up inside me. My body stiffened and then slowly started to
shake. Then my mind collapsed into a screaming whirlwind of sexual
energy. I screamed in ecstasy and horror as I felt the hard fat
fist crushing through my tight tunnel and mashing its bony knuckles
against my cervix.
Fuck juice spewed down my tunnel and around her hand and wrist
as she buried it u inside me to her forearm. My body was racked
with convulsions as my grunting humping groin, rutted against the
fist with mindless want and satisfaction.
I gave a final shuddering gasp of purest ecstasy and delight,
then collapsed to the side, falling off her face. My mind was dazed
and exhausted by the experience. I could see my Mother looking up
at me with a cool smirk on her face as she pulled her hand loose
and lay back to enjoy the final pumpings of my Dad's cock up her
pussy.
I lay there trembling as he finished and then turned towards
me, his eyes sparking.
"Enjoy yourself whore?" he sneered.
My downcast eyes stared at the floor as he got up off my Mom
and pulled on a pair of shorts. Then he grabbed my arm and dragged
me off the couch and out into the backyard.
Across the yard was a fenced in area where some of the animals
were locked up at night. The pigs had a pen there, as did the
chickens. The dogs roamed about free inside the fence. My Dad
pulled me through the fence and towards a tree in the middle of the
yard.
There was a chain locked around the tree, with a dog collar
attached to it. He fastened the dog collar around my neck and then
pushed me to the grass with a nasty leer.
"Okay bitch dog! You stay locked here for the rest of the day
and all night. I don't want to come out here and find you standing
up either. You're a little bitch dog in heat and you damned well
act like it or I'll roast that hot little pussy of yours with a
switch."
He had a little pad lock that he fixed around the collar so I
couldn't open it, then he patted my head and laughed. "Have a nice
time girl!" he jeered.
I lay there for several hours, doing nothing but watching the
animals wandering about aimlessly. It felt strangely exciting being
chained up this way. I felt like a wicked carnal animal, like a raw
sexual being! Just before nightfall, my Mother came out with my
dinner. It was a bowl of mashed hamburger or meatloaf. There wasn't
any ketchup or salt or anything like that. I started to ask her for
some when she pointed her finger at me and cursed suddenly.
"Shut up you little whore!" she snapped. "If you'd had the
decency to keep your little pussy away from him none of this would
have happened.!" then she stalked off towards the house.
Normally I would have turned up my nose at this stuff, but not
being able to snack on anything else, I was ravenous today. I was
halfway through the meal when I felt a sudden blow against the side
of my head that sent me reeling. The food spilled onto the grass as
I was knocked onto my back. I looked up in shock to find my father
angrily shaking his finger at me.
"What did I tell you!?" he raged. "You're a little bitch dog!
You eat like a dog not a human being!"
He grabbed me by the throat and dragged me squealing and
protesting over to the spilled hamburger. "Now you eat that up off
the grass without your hands, bitch girl!"
he ordered.
I was reluctant and got another crack in the side of the head.
Quickly I leaned forward and started licking and chewing the
spilled food as he watched closely. "Thats better." he said. "We'll
just have to make sure this doesn't happen again, won't we?"
He walked off and returned later with a pair of thick leather
tubes of some sort. He made my hands into fists and then jabbed
them into the tubes. He tied them tightly closed with leather cords
and then stood back to admire his handiwork.
My hands were locked into the leather mitts so there was no
way I could get them out. I effectively no longer had hands! He
grunted and went away. I looked at the things resentfully, and
tried to get them off. An hour or so later he returned, carrying
a bundle in his arms. He brought the dogs in for the night, shooing
them into the compound with me. He put a bowl of water down next to
me and then crouched down with what turned out to be sandals.
He leered at me and grabbed one of my ankles and fastened the
sandal onto my foot. I looked at the things with confusion, having
no idea what he was up to now. I felt a sharp pricking against the
bottom of my feet as he tied the straps tightly around my ankles.
After he finished both feet he got up, apparently satisfied.
"Stand up." he ordered me.
Thinking he wanted to test how good they fit, I put my feet
flat on the ground and pushed myself upward, then cried out in pain
and topped to the ground as he burst out laughing.
There were scores of little pins and tacks that had been
shoved through the soles of the sandals. They didn't hurt, unless
I tried to stand up of course. "That ought to keep you on the
ground bitch dog!" he said gleefully.
Then he grabbed my hair and jerked me up so I was on my hands
and knees. He knelt behind me and with no fanfare at all, slammed
his hardened cock deep into my pussy tunnel. I grunted from the
sudden filing of my nearly dry fuck tube. His cock rasped back and
forth within me as he grabbed my waist and jerked me against him
ruthlessly.
Several of the dogs had fathered around to watch as he slammed
his hips against my wide open crotch again and again. His hands
slid down around my titties and squeezed and squished them as he
grunted above me. Instinctively I spread my legs further apart as
he fucked into me. My cunthole quickly began lubricating as the
excitement mounted within my confused body. His hips pummelled my
behind with brutal, furious strokes that halfway sent me to my face
in the grass with the force.
I could feel every square inch of his fuck tool as it ripped
in and out of me. I began rutting back at him, humping my ass up
and back to meet each of his driving strokes. My hair hung down
over my face, masking the outside world as I whimpered and grunted
in time with my Dad's fucking.
"Little bitch slut!" he gasped. "Little fucking whooore! Cunt!
Fuckhole! This is all you're good for you little twat!" he growled.
His cock slammed up inside me with ferocious lunging drives as my
Father neared his cum. His hands were jerking my helpless body back
and forth and I was perilously close to my own orgasm.
Then the breath caught in my throat as the waves of pleasure
became a tidal flood of endless irresistible force and blasted all
thoughts and emotions clear out of my brain, replacing them with
complete, utterly raw sexual ecstasy.
I floated completely mindless on that sea of sensations for
unknowable seconds or minutes, my awareness of the world completely
lost, my entire existence focused on my cunt and the soaring
hurricane of sexual sensations washing through my frame.
Sometime during this, my Dad came, washing my cunthole with
his white jism as I trembled and shuddered there before him. I felt
the juice spurting inside me, as just another facet of the pleasure
I was swimming in. Then he got up with a gasp and I collapsed onto
my face, twitching continuously. My eyes blurred and my mind was
fuzzy. He went back to the house I guess, though I didn't really
notice.
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