The
Centre of Attention
That was one of the
worst nights of my life! My owner loaned me out to a friend of his
for a party he was giving for a couple of his buddies who wanted a
young girl – and I was she! So far, so normal. I was used to being
fucked by strangers who didn't care much about me so long as they got
to stick their cocks inside me and get a good cummuppance. But these
guys had a dog and their idea of a fun night was not just to fuck me
themselves, but also watch their dog fuck me. Okay, it wasn't
particularly me that they wanted their dog to fuck, it was anyone,
anyone young and at their mercy. Which that night was me!
Of course they
went first, and I think that was so the dog would get the scent of
me. They were both a lot older than me – which wasn't difficult as
I was still only 13 and they must have been in their forties, and
they were both big guys, heavy and with big cocks to match.


The stupidest
thoughts were running around in my head. Could I get pregnant? I had
no idea, but the thought of that gave me a panic attack and that
seemed to excite the two guys, so they fucked me again. One in my bum
and the other in my See You Next Tuesday, and this was the longest
fucking of the night. They had both cum a couple of times inside me
and probably wanked off while the dog was doing it's stuff, so this
time took ages. There I was, squashed between their bellies, and it
felt like their cocks were practically rubbing up against each other
inside me, they were pushing me up and

When I arrived,
he showed me some photos his pals had posted on-line. The only saving
grace, as far as I was concerned, was that no-one would recognise me
from them. My face was never shown properly, their main interest
being in their own cocks and the dog's. Myowner said I had been good
and he wanted to reward me. That meant, he wanted to fuck me too. And
he did. Afterwards, I asked him if I could become pregnant from the
dog-fuck, but he told me that it was impossible. Then said, so far as
he knew. Which wasn't much comfort. Then he said not to worry, if I
ever do get pregnant, he'd fix me up with an abortion. Which was the
glum thought I took with me to my mattress.
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