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Rape Erotica 5 Story Bundle #1, by Jezebel Rose

This bundle of rape erotica is not for the faint of heart. It delves into the deepest, darkest desires and fantasies, catering to those who crave a more intense and explicit form of erotica. Prepare yourself for a wild and unapologetically raw journey through the twisted and taboo world of violation and seduction. Enjoy…if you dare.

Bondage and Bestiality Rape, Story 1

“Shit I’m out of beer,” said Jackson.

I turned my head and watched him pull on his jacket. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m going out for some beer.”

“Well, untie me then. You can’t leave me like this.”

“I want to think about you naked and tied to my table while I’m gone; completely vulnerable to whoever walks through the door.”

“Jackson you can’t drive; you’re too drunk.”

“I know,” he belched, “I’m going to walk.”

“Jackson, untie me please.”

“Don’t worry, Fluffy will keep you company while I’m gone.”

No sooner had the door closed when Fluffy got up, stretched his vast body, open his jaws and let out a low, guttural sound from deep inside his chest. He walked over and started stiffing my leg.

“Fluffy go away,” I said.

He kept sniffing and moved around between my legs. I felt his wet nose on the inside of my thigh where Jackson’s cum was dripping down my leg. Then the damn dog licked my thigh with his big mastiff tongue.

“Fluffy no,” I said.

He kept licking up my thigh, following the trail of cum. His tongue sent shivers up my body. It was so big it did not even tickle as it worked up the inside of my leg.

I was helplessly tied to the table. My wrists were bound with ropes going to the legs on the opposite side of the table, and I was leaning over the other end with my butt hanging over the side and my chest squished on the tabletop. Jackson had tied my ankles to the legs on my side of the table to keep my feet apart, and I could not move as Fluffy’s tongue moved up the inside of my thigh while he slurped his master’s cum.

“FLUFFY NO!” I roared, but the damn dog just kept licking. It was driving me crazy. His nose hit my crotch. “FLUFFY NO!” I demanded. “Oh shit!” I said. He licked the crack of my ass, and I felt his rough tongue teasing my butt hole. He touched my butt hole several times before his tongue moved back down my crack into my pussy where he could taste Jackson’s cum again.

He seemed, his big full tongue worked on the outside of my pussy lips, and I felt myself getting wet. I could tell that if he continued doing what he was doing, I was going to have an orgasm.

With my legs spread and my pussy wide open, his hot, rough tongue soon found my clitoris. He kept licking like he was on a mission and now I was really going crazy. “Ohhhhhhh, Fluffy,” I wailed. “OH fuck. You, you stupid dog, oh shit.”

Now I did not want him to stop. He kept licking, and his tongue occasionally penetrated deeper inside of me as he savored the flavor of my wet and got wetter pussy. “Oooohhhh,” I groaned as an orgasmic wave swept through my body. “OOOOHHHH,” I screamed through the most intense orgasm I have ever had. The dog’s big broad tongue that could generally wet your face with one lick was able to ignite every nerve at the entrance to my pussy.

Finally, the big mastiff stopped licking. By then I was gasping for breath, but suddenly he lifted his big front paws onto the table on each side of my bent over body. “Fluffy, what are you doing?” I said as I turned my head to look behind me.

The big dog’s head towered over me and he licked the base of my neck. Then I felt his wet doggy penis between my butt cheeks, and he started trying to hump my ass.

“This is so embarrassing,” I said to no one but myself. “God, what if Jackson comes back while his dog is trying to fuck me.”

He was very excited, but his soft fur feel good on my naked back and to be honest I did not entirely mind him trying to use me. I thought that it was the least I could do to return the favor.

Fluffy jumped down and started to walk around behind me in circles, clearly excited. He paced around the table, and I could see his big red penis hanging between his legs. He moved around behind me again and planted his paws in the same spot on the table as he tried to mount me. He thrust his wet dick against me several times, and suddenly he was successful.

I felt his slimy red cock slide into my pussy. He brought his hips closer, and I felt it penetrate deeper inside of me. He was a big dog and had a penis to match that filled me up quite nicely. He began, and I am very embarrassed to say that my pussy was already sensitive because of his tongue and he soon had my vagina singing.

“Oh god Fluffy,” I moaned. The dog was like a machine. He was pounding it into me faster than you can imagine. His big furry balls were slapping against me with each thrust. After another five-ish minutes, I had another normal, but still very satisfying orgasm.

The dog was panting audibly. His saliva was dripping on my back when I felt him thrust hard, pushing a big lump into my vagina. “Fluffy what the hell?” I asked and turned my head to look at him. However, he did not answer me; he just stopped pumping. Then I felt his hot cum spurting into me. He kept licking my back while his penis continued pumping his doggy sperm into my womb like a broken fire hose. The lump just inside of my vagina was so big that I knew that none of his sperm was escaping.

It was painfully delightful, and I had a spontaneous orgasm even though it felt like my pussy was being stretched beyond its limits.

When his balls finally drained, I felt the big mass in my pussy shrink, and he dismounted. He lay down on the floor and began licking his member. Now I could feel his wetness dripping down my leg.

I was not in such a hurry now for Jackson to return even though my position was uncomfortable. I knew that there was no way that I was going to tell him that his dog had just made me his bitch.

Some more time passed. I think that I actually fell asleep for a while before the door opened. “Look who I met at the mini-mart,” said my boyfriend drunkenly.

Awaked, I turned my head and saw him and his friend Ron standing in the doorway.

“Jackson was too drunk to make it home on his own,” said Ron, “so I helped him get home. He didn’t tell me that he’d left you tied to the table and naked.”

“Ron, just untie me and let me keep my self-esteem intact.”

“I don’t know,” said Ron. “You’re Jackson’s girl. I’m not sure that I should interfere.”

“Just quit ogling my ass and untie me, Ron, please.”

Ron walked up behind me and put his hand on my naked buttock. “It is a wonderful ass.”

Jackson did not seem to care that his friend was touching my vulnerable, naked body as he sat down on the kitchen chair with a thump.

“Ron please,” I begged.

He slid a finger between my legs and my pussy lips. “My you are all hot and sticky in their girl.”

“Jackson,” I begged and looked back at him slumped in the chair. His eyes were closed, and he seemed unresponsive. Then I heard Ron’s zipper, and I looked over my shoulder as he was pulling out his pecker.

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