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All of this, the flash of brown as the
German shepherd dashed to her rescue, the sounds, the screams of pain,
the blurred movement, all seemed to take place in less than the
blinking of an eye, but it was something that Lucy Barrett would
remember for months to come. David's companions apparently abandoned
friendship when it came to this -- both of them turned and ran from the
bathroom in a frantic scramble for the lead as they dashed down the
corridor and out the front door, the bigger one still naked except for
a shirt.

"Matt! Matt! That's enough!" Lucy cried before the huge dog killed this
sniveling human who dared to hurt his mistress. Reluctantly the
snarling animal backed away, leaving a bloodied, useless arm as his
mark; David somehow rose to his feet, his eyes flooded with abject
terror. "Now get out! And if you ever dare to come near this house
again, I won't stop him next time! Get out!"

He turned and stumbled into the corridor without protest, Matt hard on
his bare heels, and Lucy heard a yelp of pain as her wonderful dog
apparently gave him an extra snap for good measure once they were
outside. Lucy grabbed a bath towel to her chest and hurried to see if
they were truly gone, still painfully limping from the battering her
vagina and rectum had suffered. She closed the door anxiously and threw
on the security latch; from the adjoining window, she could see them
all pile into a car she did not recognize -- there were clearly three
of them inside as they passed the street light that marked the Barrett
driveway, and she felt reasonably confident that they would not attempt
a return. Remarkably, there was no blood on the hallway carpet, though
there was a good-sized puddle in the bath; she threw the towel onto it
to cover its lurid redness and staggered weakly back into her bedroom,
her knees moments from final collapse.

Yes, they were gone, all of them, and her nightmare was over ... but
they had left their calling card -- this "love-drug" was still in her
belly and it was beginning to take effect, seemingly more potent this
time, perhaps combined with the left-over traces of the first. She
cursed them silently under her rising breath, hating with a passion
known only to women ... why, oh God, why, had they not been content to
just come like plundering savages in the night? Raping her would have
been nightmare enough for a lifetime ... why did they have to make me
beg for it? Why did they turn me into a slut for their enjoyment? God,
how I hate them... I hate them! I wish they were dead!

Lucy's breasts jiggled as her chest heaved from the spasms of her
sobbing; she felt her very insides loosen and relax for the first time
since they had shoved their way into her house. She turned her face to
one side and lay crying pitifully on her bed, still stark-naked; she
smiled through teary eyes as Matt trotted back into the bedroom and
came to her side. His face looked worried, as if he was hurt somehow
that he had not arrived sooner. She started to speak, to thank him in
insufficient words for what he had done when ...!

It was a kiss, there was no other way to describe it ... and if some
handsome Prince had been her rescuer and had taken the same liberties,
her response could not have been more intense. He had actually kissed
her!

"Matt, you sly devil you, are you some sort of demon in a dog's suit?
You're just to ... human!" She tried to smile and joke with him but her
mind reeled from the "love-drug" that maniac had stuffed down her
throat. Already she could feel the heat welling in her loins ... damn
them all for making me like this!

But though her body cried out once again for a man, she had not even a
shred of remorse for their hastened departure ... she would sooner die
than have one of them touch her again. She felt the warm, tender stare
of her heroic dog and she looked into his near-human brown eyes ... she
seemed to see some message there, as if he was trying to tell her
something. Was that kiss no accident? ... Oh, Lucy, you're starting to
crack up!

Suddenly he raised his head above the edge of the bed and began lapping
at the pink crinkly flesh of her nipples, knowingly encircling the
sensitive flesh with his wet curling tongue. Lucy gasped and covered
her mouth with her hand ... she felt the incited arousal of passion
between her thighs and wondered if she was indeed going insane. Was
Matt trying to make love to her? Could it really be happening this way?
Surely not, but yet ...!

"I must have been right, Matt ... you're a real devil!" she gasped
fervently, staring wonderingly at his handsome masculine face, his
rugged jaw and his soulful, passion-stirring brown eyes. Were his eyes
twinkling with desire or was she out of her head? Surely they were!

Lucy felt a ripple of eager excitement in her loins as she lovingly
stroked his heavy coat, deliberately thrusting her youthfully-firm
breasts closer to his laving tongue. Matt responded to her invitation
with aplomb, confidently swiping his moist tongue over the sensitive
tips of her lust-hardened nipples. But it didn't stop there ... in an
instant he was on the bed with her and he unhesitatingly nosed his way
between her thighs as if he had been there before ... God, how does he
know how to do this? This can't all be intuition or animal instinct ...
it's uncanny! Maybe he is a devil!

The German shepherd seemed to sense that his naked blonde mistress
needed no further arousal, and his laving tongue swept right to the
source of her fervent heat -- the hotly-steaming flesh of her exposed
cunt! His tongue traveled a lurid path over her thighs to the thin,
hair-lined slit of her pussy. "Oh, Matt, darling, lick me there ...
lick my pussy and make this ache go away! Make me forget, lover!" She
wanted him to, she craved it hungrily, for he was truly deserving of
her love, not like that scum her hero had so courageously chased away
... she wanted him and she ached to reward him! This was the way! There
was nothing in her experience to compare with the lascivious thrill of
feeling his laving tongue as it neared the very pit of her vagina, the
pungently-aroused furrow of her simmering cunt. Dazed from the drug and
wild with lust, she raised her legs and obscenely drew them backwards
until they rubbed against her breasts; her cunt was nakedly his, fully
exposed and vulnerable. She squirmed suddenly beneath the fluid heat of
his first lick along the fleshy moist slit; boiling blood coursed
through her veins as his sizzling dog-tongue swept up along the
moistened pink crevice, over the entire length of her naked vaginal
slit, at last nudging expertly the glistening pearl-like node of her
clitoris!

"Mmmmmmmm, yes, yes ... God, I love you, handsome ... lick me there,
lick my hot pussy, darling!" she choked in passionate frenzy, her body
squirming and shuddering beneath his searing lingual caresses. "Lick it
all, lover, stick your hot tongue way up in me and let me feel it!" She
lifted her intensely aroused loins higher and ground them luridly
against his tongue and animal lips; reaching down between her nakedly-
splayed thighs, she grasped his furry head behind the ears and drew him
tighter into her wetly-steaming cuntal flesh ... his tongue was ablaze
with lust-quenching heat as he hungrily lashed and tongue-fucked her
with amazing expertise. "Oh God, yes ... I'm going mad, lover ... lick
my pussy harder, harder!"

The keenly-intelligent German shepherd could feel his own loins and
powerful haunches quivering with the growing intensity of his own
sexual incitement; he sensed the maddening flames of passion that
licked at his naked blonde mistress's belly, and he hungered. to quench
them and ease her pain, just as he had bounded to her defense at the
sound of her scream earlier. He loved her and would do anything to make
her smile, to bring the soft mewling sounds, of her gentle voice to his
ears. There was real tenderness here, more than with his other
mistress, and he ached especially to see this young pretty one laughing
and smiling with joy again, for it made his heart sad to see her
unhappy.

Lucy's mind was awash with drug-induced lust, fanned and incited to a
near-maddening pitch by her dog's passionate lingual caresses between
her widespread thighs. She closed her eyes and she could see nothing
but cocks ... big ones, little ones, thick ones, all purplish and
filled with cum to shoot into her every orifice ... God, she was insane
with wanton lust! She rolled her head from side to side in lurid
cadence, still holding his big furry snout between her lewdly-doubled
legs. She lifted her head to watch and gasped in astonishment at the
sudden sight of his emerging dog-cock as it slithered out of its furry
sheath.

Her eyes widened in disbelief at the sheer immensity of the thing -- or
was it the love-drug that was distorting her senses -- thick and
scarlet-colored, emerging relentlessly from the furry sheath on the
underside of his lean muscled body ... rigidly erect and hard, the
fiery tapered tip wriggling in excitement as it continued to slowly
slip from its furry pouch. Suddenly a wildly licentious urge swept over
her like a prairie fire over dry grass ... an unholy urge so obscene
that it aroused her even more in its obscene lewdness! For a long
emotion-filled moment she stared at her big dog's glistening dog-cock,
feeling her mouth turn dry and then actually begin to salivate in
ravenous hunger at the lust-stirring sight of his virile maleness.
Would he do it? He had to ... suddenly she wanted this wicked thing
more than life itself ... she had to have it!

The German shepherd licked at her wildly seething cuntal dampness
relentlessly, his searing tongue slithering again and again over the
quivering bud of her clitoris. Wicked, thrilling images of unnatural
bestial desire burned in the young blonde's tortured mind ... she had
to have this wild and forbidden thing she suddenly craved, as if
somehow this very act would destroy in her memories the horrors of this
night. But how?

"Oh, lover ... I want you so badly! My hero, my darling!" she mewled
constantly. And then she had an idea, the solution, obscenely
lascivious in its very conception, but the solution indeed! "Matt,
lover, lie down here beside me ... lie down," she choked in
overwhelming passion. "Hurry, darling ... I want to make you happy too!
I want to suck your big cock, darling, while you lick my pussy! We'll
do it together ... it's called sixty-nine! Just like people-lovers, my
great big handsome lover!" Her forehead was beaded with a rim of
perspiration and her words were hissed through lust-clenched teeth. She
raised to her knees as he backed momentarily away from the fervently-
steaming flesh of her pussy; there was a look of confusion in his soul-
stirring brown eyes, but he seemed to be saying, I trust you ...
whatever you want is yours ... just order me and I'll obey!

In mindless passion, Lucy crawled down and obscenely positioned herself
so that her seething cunt was mere inches from his dog-face and her
cheek rested on his muscled belly ... almost instantly, her fears of
being rebuffed were made groundless as his burning tongue lashed out
again at the still hotly-palpitating crevice between her nakedly
upraised thighs.

The huge animal was obviously confused, but far from unhappy; his
lovely blonde mistress's pleasurable fondling was a new delight to add
to the collection he had garnered this night. She stroked him lovingly,
caressing the portion of his scarlet cock-shaft that still remained
outside the furry sheath along with his dark heavy testicles as the
full glistening taper gradually began to appear. Once again in this
wild and erotic night, he sensed the throbbing of his heated blood
beginning to pound as her fingertip caresses incited him to fresh
carnal desire; his loins quivered with eagerness as her fingers moved
over them, their gentle, loving touch bringing a growl of pleasure from
his throat even as he continued to lick her fervent cuntal slit.

Lucy had never felt such total and utter debauchery ... such wanton
abandonment ... but she didn't care how it might have seemed to the
rest of the world ... to her and her animal-lover it was sensual bliss
and that was all that mattered! She moaned in ecstasy as she hungrily
clasped the furry flesh that covered part of his crimson dog-cock and
began to tauntingly masturbate the virile male beast, urging the whole
tapered length of his passion-bloated penis out into the open ... God,
she wanted it in her mouth! How she hungered for the wickedly forbidden
taste of his erected dog-cock!

She knew she would cum a million times from the incessant lavings of
her tiny nerve-filled clitoris; what a lover he was, she breathlessly
whispered to herself, still clinging eagerly to his half-concealed cock
and eagerly urging it to full naked splendor. With tender feeling and
gentleness, young Lucy worked the protective furry skin back and forth
like a hair-covered foreskin ... now it was coming out fully, the red
glistening tip of lust-swollen dog cock, moving relentlessly out and
toward her quivering lips until ... God, she was actually tasting it!

Blinded by her mindless lust beyond even a hint of reason, Lucy ovalled
her eager lips and let the slender tapered tip of animal-cock slide
obscenely over them, easing further and further up into the hotly moist
hollow of her open mouth. It moved slowly and relentlessly along the
surface of her tongue until it bumped against the back of her throat
and nearly choked her! She eased her tongue up against his invading
dog-shaft with a fervency born out of her incredible passion, licking
and swirling his distended penis with pure bestial abandon! Her "love-
drugged" brain reeled with the lustful intoxication of her unnatural
act ... she tasted the pungent virility of his thickly pulsating cock
and a fresh arousal of spontaneous incitement at its potent maleness!
God, it was so incredibly hard and growing harder with every passing
second!

His high-pitched animal whimper alerted her to his own fast-growing
arousal as he licked her lust-provoked cunt and she began to twirl her
caressing tongue around his pulsating animal-cock in a fervent effort
to repay him not only for his heroic rescue but for the unbelievable
pleasure his tongue was bringing her as it laved between her upturned
thighs. She felt his powerful canine body responding vigorously to her
obscene sucking and tonguing, his powerful loins quivering with virile
expectancy and pressing ever forward ... she brushed one hand over the
firmness of his belly to cup his heavy, sperm-bloated balls, playfully
teasing them with the lightest of fingertip caresses. Again he
whimpered excitedly, a slow rhythmic movement of his haunches beginning
to stir in his dog-loins as he started to fuck her lasciviously through
the tautly-ovalled softness of her human lips!

Damn, the incredibly erotic sensations were a freak-out of ecstasy,
Lucy groaned sensuously to herself, his blood-engorged cock fucking
into her mouth in perfect rhythm while his own tongue laved the
steaming liquid flesh of her lewdly-splayed cunt with animalistic
abandon! She nipped and even gently scraped his penile flesh with the
sharp edges of her teeth, at the same time swirling her tongue
maddeningly about his driving animal-cock, wildly and obscenely lost in
the licentious thrill of sensual abandonment! In her insanely-aroused
state, his cock was like a lump of honey in her mouth, plunging all the
way down her hungrily clasping throat ... she wondered titillatingly
what his dog-cum would taste like ... sweet perhaps? Or strongly
masculine and savage?

This was all fascinatingly new to Matt ... what his pretty blonde
mistress was doing there between his furry legs was even more
incredibly lust-provoking than those hours earlier with his older
mistress. She had his thrusting cock-flesh inside her laboring mouth,
yet it was so fantastically tight and moist that it could easily have
been her vaginal orifice instead ... only better this way with the
nipping tease of her teeth and the swirling of her heated tongue about
the taper of his cock. He whined at the agonizing sensations that
fluttered in his belly and he knew that very soon his pistoning penis
would find a gush of release!

With a hungering, slaving animalism of her own, the naked blonde girl
ravenously mouthed at the German shepherd's plundering dog-cock. God
help her, but she wanted his thick pungent dog-cum in her mouth ... she
wanted it squirting down the back of her throat to soothe the pains of
lustful hunger that knotted her belly like stomach cramps. Raging
tongues of stabbing flame blazed between her legs, as if someone had
turned a blow-torch onto her naked flesh ... her trembling belly
seethed with passion and her steaming cuntal flesh sizzled with the
savage fury of unbridled primeval lust! She clutched at the lunging
animal's swollen testicles, lewdly caressing them and milking their
viscous contents up into the tapering spear of dog-cock as she hungrily
sucked at his plunging penis with a ravenous craving stronger than any
passion she had ever known ... God, she was going to cum like a
thousand pounds of TNT going off at once!

Lucy was far too caught up in the wanton spirit of her excitement to
hear the sound of footsteps outside her bedroom door; Matt's body
tightened and heard a distinctly different growling noise erupt from
his chest ... finally, out of some sixth sense, she turned her head
enough to see the doorway ...standing there was her mother, Kate!

For less than a heartbeat, Lucy's lips and tongue left her dog-lover's
cock, but the insistent growling in his husky chest urged her back ...
but even more than that, she discovered that she really didn't care!
She was proud of what she was doing, proud of her heroic animal-lover
... and who cared what anyone else thought anyway? She glanced up
through drug-misted eyes at her mother, fully expecting a scream of
terror and disgust, or at least a mask of revulsion and a gasp of
anguish at me sight of her daughter nakedly-entwined in the violent
throes of sordid lovemaking with an animal! But there was no such shock
or surprise; instead, there was a thin hint of a smile on her mother's
lips, a knowing grin of ... My God, of course! How could I be so
stupid, she thought suddenly, Matt didn't learn all these tricks by
himself ... someone had to be the first ... it was mother! That's why
she isn't shocked ... she's fallen to his charms as well!

Lucy looked one last time at her mother, anxious for some sign ... but
all she saw was the glint of something sensual in her dark eyes ... the
gleam of jealousy, of course! Kate Barrett was green with envy! Lucy
nearly laughed at the thought, but the insistent jerking of a
slithering dog-cock between her ovalled lips drew her back to the
realities at hand ... Matt's muscular flanks began to hump furiously,
each shuddering jerk driving his massive cock deeper down into her
throat. His sudden lurching ravishment triggered the final release of
masochistic sensuality deep inside Lucy's undulating loins and she
moaned around his throat-skewering cock, wildly sucking and gulping for
air at the same time, until his bludgeoning penis began to spasm wildly
in her gaping mouth ... harder and more frantic now ... and then it
erupted like a long-dormant volcano and spewed its thickly gushing
animal-sperm from the desire-swollen heaviness of his bloated
testicles!

Lucy screamed around his cock, choking on the burning surge of dog-cum
that gushed down her throat, his tongue still fervently laving the
maddeningly-sensitive flesh of her cunt ... and then, at the very
pinnacle, everything around her froze into a luridly-etched tableau to
be a long remembered moment of ecstasy -- then the whole world exploded
in a cascade of purples and reds and yellows, like a million pinwheels
of light all bursting at once, driving and swirling her toward the
first deep feeling of peace she had known since she was a child ...

When at last she was able to open her eyes, she watched her mother
undress and quickly crawl upon the cum-stained bed. Kate's eyes were
dark glowing coals of desire as, with a knowing smile toward Lucy, she
reached out and began blatantly stroking Matt's flaccid animal-cock.



Chapter 9


It had been almost six weeks to the day since officers Bill Manners and
Turner Jackson drew patrol-car assignments together, and tonight was
something of a reunion. Jackson was a veteran now, having firmly
established his coolness under fire by deftly dropping a pair of
liquor-store armed robbers who had already wounded one patrolman and
were going for a second; he had knocked the first to the ground with a
bloody shoulder wound from his .357 Magnum before the cruiser had come
to a screeching halt, and his level-headedness under fire had already
earned him a citation for bravery. Officer Manners was delighted to
have him as his partner, warmly accepting him now as a fellow cop and
not just as an aspiring rookie.

They had been on their cruising patrol for half an hour when Manners
turned the big Ford police-special into Valley Farms Drive.

"Hey, Bill," began the young black officer, "Isn't this where we made
our first call together? That break-in, remember, with those two nice-
looking women?"

"Yeah, this is the street ... in fact, there's the house. The Barrett
place. I remember you couldn't seem to keep your eyes off that young
one's knockers. Quite a pair, as I recall."

Jackson laughed openly; he was not uncomfortable with the color bar
now, as their uniform brought them closer together than any skin tint
ever could have. "She was something, all right ... How about your
gossip pipeline from the swells set? Is Flaherty still moonlighting at
the country club?"

"Oh yeah, and that reminds me, he said the two dames were apparently
back on speaking terms again. It seems the ol' lady ditched her rich
boyfriend and the sweet little one got rid of that drug-dealing punk
she was hanging around with. They're the best of buddies now, Flaherty
says, always palling around together. Just the two of them and that
watchdog they got right after the break-in."

"Wait a minute, what's that about a drug-dealer? I don't remember
anything like that. A punk, yeah, but what's with the drugs?"

"Man,- didn't you hear? Those punks they busted out at Second Street
Emergency?"

"No, I don't keep up with the gossip much."

"Well, it was quite a haul. Seems this David Parker punk turned up
there at the all-night clinic for treatment of some kind of wound ... a
dog-bite, they said it looked like ... anyway, he was obviously high on
something and the night doctor called the station. They sent a car over
and checked out the license on the car the punks were driving. Guess
who?"

"I give up ... tell me, tell me."

"Sammy De Angelo ... Mr. Big in the drug scene himself."

"You mean they finally got the goods on that bastard?"

"Not quite such a happy ending ... he's beaten the charge already, but
they found some methaqualone on two of his henchmen and got a warrant
to tear the car apart ... four packets of uncut heroin hidden behind
the rear firewall. They're all locked away on a bail so high a
politician couldn't raise it. It looks like ten years for the Parker
kid at least, maybe less for the others."

"How did the Barrett girl come into the picture?"

Manners laughed. "You've got a lot to learn yet, Turner. Her name
didn't come into it at all. With a name like Barrett, the papers are
awfully careful about throwing it around. Seems there was some kind of
investigation, but nothing ever made the official report. Whatever it
was, we'll probably hear it around the locker room some day when it's
old news."

"If that sweet blonde thing would bring me the news herself, I'd wait
ten years! Man, would I give a stripe or two for some of that!"

"Forget it, you don't have any stripes to give anyway. And besides,
that's rich man's pussy, like I told you before. They don't have time
for jerks like you and me ... they fuck only the best!"

"Look out!" Manners had been looking away from the street in his effort
to make his point and he swerved at the last second, narrowly avoiding
a blur of fur as a huge German shepherd crossed in front of the
cruiser.

"Damn dog, what's he doing running loose? Don't these people know about
dog catchers?"

The big dog paused in the lighted driveway and looked back at them as
they passed, then bounded up the lawn toward the Barrett home at the
crest of the slight hill.

"Forget it, Bill, he's a Barrett dog ... he's probably got enough pull
to beat the rap! Remember, we don't mess with rich man's pussy ... and
not with their dogs either."

Officer Manners mumbled something under his breath and stuck his foot
to the floor of the heavy-engined cruiser; Valley Farms Estates was
quickly behind them in a lingering cloud of burned rubber ...
taxpayers' rubber!


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