Farm Girl – Seven

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by Dark Dreamer

“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.

I fell asleep soon after that. My body was drained with fatigue and complex emotions. I woke to the snorting and pawing of the dogs around me. It was still dark, and I had no way of knowing how late or early it might be.

There were no lights on in the house across the yard. I turned in the darkness to see the dog’s nuzzling me insistently. I wondered at first if they expected me to feed them or something. I hadn’t gone near them for some time now, not with Tony and his Dad to look after my needs, and I had thought they had forgotten our little sojourns into depravity.

Apparently I had been wrong. King nudged me with enough force to knock me over, and I could feel Tom’s breath against my ear as he growled intermittently. Then I yelped and sprang back as he nipped me sharply in the side. I shuffled backwards quickly, realizing what they wanted and in no mood to accommodate them.

Then I realized Rex and Jack were there too. One of them nipped me again, this time on the behind, as I backed toward them. I yelped again and swivelled around., Tom jumped up onto my back as I squatted there, trying to mount me. I flung him off and tried to crawl forward to the protection of the fence.

I received several more nips as the dogs pranced around me. I swung my arms at them, trying to drive them off. Several more attempts were made to jump onto my back, which I managed to defeat. Then Tom jumped forward and bit harder still on the fleshy part of my arm as I swung at Rex.

I squealed and jumped to my feet, forgetting about the sandals I was wearing. Bolts of pain shot up my legs and I went flying forward. I fell across a small tree trunk that my Dad had cunt and placed there for some purpose long ago. The wood dug into my soft belly, scraping the skin and making me cry out again.

One of the dogs jumped up onto my back. I swung at him, knocking him off, but one of the other dogs grabbed my leather mitty in his teeth and growled, dragging it backwards. I slapped at him with my other hand and it too was grabbed by one of the dogs.

The two dogs acted like they were playing a game of tug of war with the tough leather, digging in their feet and pulling for all they were worth. My arms stained and my abdomen dug into the side of the trunk, rasping the harsh bark against my belly even more.

The force of their pulling dragged me up over the log, so my ass was sticking right up in the air. My legs had parted unconsciously as I sought to counterbalance their pulling and so I was helpless to prevent it when the other dog jumped atop me and pumped his groin against mine.

His cock slipped past my pussy lips and dug down deep inside me before I even knew it was there. He began rutting me, driving his erect cock in and out of my splayed pussy with blurring doggy pumps. I could feel that fat ball in the middle of his cock getting bigger and bigger as the pressure of my pussy around his erection drove his excitement higher and higher.

I cursed and sobbed as he raped my tight cunthole. The other two continued to yank on my mitties, keeping me helpless as the one on top humped his hairy doggy body against me. His furry belly swished back and forth over my back, and drool spilled from his mouth and down onto my back and hair as he screwed me.

His paws slipped around me and were scratching up my skin, adding more pain to the mounting mix of furious emotions and sensations sweeping through me. My titties were being rubbed raw atop the rough bark of the log as the dog jerked and jumped on top of me. His seventy or eighty pounds of weight crushed down against my back, squashing my titties and tender nipples against the jagged edges of the wood.

He pumped furiously as I wiggled against their hold. I stopped fighting against the hopeless odds ad lay there unresisting as he finished up his fucking by spewing the gooey white contents of his fuck ball into my guts.

He dismounted and another took his place. In seconds he began to hump at me. His cock raped back and forth inside my guts as I lay draped across the log. The other dogs let go of my mitties and fathered closer around me, whining and sniffing.

I wasn’t even aware of it when my betraying body began to respond to the furious manipulation of my sex mound. My ass began humping backward against him slowly, in little jerky motions. The feelings kind of crept up on me. As my swollen tit mounds rasped against the wood, I suddenly realized that they didn’t feel all that bad, that there was pleasure in their constant rubbing against the rough material.

I pressed them down with more force on the next roll, enjoying the brief burst of pain/pleasure that shot up through my nipples and tit nerves. I realized then that my cunt and clit were shooting forth hot waves of passion and lust from the fucking and abuse they were getting.

I was helpless to prevent it, as my body began to respond with more and more passion to the rutting. My ass humped back towards the dog as he fucked me. The sex juices flowed around his fat cock, and my cunt squeezed and jerked on his shaft as he slit it in and out.

My mind began gliding higher and higher through the maelstrom of surging sensations. I clutched the log tightly against my belly as I rubbed my boobs against it desperately. Then my eyes rolled back in my head and my mouth groaned long and low as i came with a furious, greedy enthusiasm.

My dizzy mind reached out for every lewd and pleasurable sensation it could fin, and dragged them all in. I banged my chest repeatedly against the tough old log, squishing and mashing my tits against it. I humped and jerked backwards, trying to impale myself on the dogs lunging cock.

Spittle slipped from, my open gasping lips as I lost control of myself. I collapsed onto the log as the dog continued to pound away at my crotch hole. Soft whines came from my mouth, matching those coming from the dog fucking into me.

I struggled back to a semblance of awareness and suddenly realized that it was a lot brighter than it had been. I looked up through bleary eyes and saw my Mom and Dad standing just outside the fence. My Dad was holding a bright lantern aloft.

My woozy lightheaded brain sought to realize the significance of this as the dog increased the temp of his fucking and his cock rubbed furiously back and forth against my clit. My dazed thinking processes were swarmed under by the renewed attack of sexual heat as the dog spurted his load of jism up inside me and got off.

I humped against the log for a few seconds until the next dog mounted me and plunged his steely boner down into my hot lustful cock pit. His plunging driving prick soon sent me screaming into another orgasm, this one even worse than the first.

I trembled and shook against the log, hugging it as if it were an anchor to sanity as the exploding bombshells of sexual heat fractured and destroyed my thinking processes. I came down again, panting for breath as the dog fucked me.

I became aware, dimly of my parents saying something, then the light went off and they went away, leaving me there with the dogs. The one behind me finished, and dropped off, and the next took his place. I don’t know how long he screwed me because I eventually fell unconscious.

When I woke up the sun was high in the sky. The dogs had already been let out of the yard. I saw nobody around and lay there, wondering at the events of last night and yesterday. My hands trailed down my body, and I winced at the feeling of aching and bruising between my legs.

My chest was covered with scratched and scrapes, and my back hurt from the scratching of the dog’s claws. I wearily crawled over to the water dish and sipped up several mouthfuls. It tasted awful, and I realized the dogs had been using it too.

After a while my Mother came out of the house. She put a bowl of food on the ground ad left after looking at me like I was some kind of disgusting bug or worm or something.

My father showed up soon after I’d eaten. He glared at me and then unsnapped the lock from my collar. He attached a dog leash to the collar and dragged me across the yard to the wooden fence.

“Little slut dog!” he hissed. “Little fucking bitch dog whore! Had a nice time last night FUCKING THE DOGS!? Didn’t you!?”

He picked me up and draped me belly down across the top of the fence so my ass was hanging out and thrusting up. I gasped in pain as the post dug into my belly, supporting all my weight.

Then I felt something hard and cold at my pussy, and suddenly my Dad thrust a metal hose up inside me and turned on the water. He ignored my squeals of protest as he fucked the hose in and out of my pussy, sluicing floods of ice water flooded inside me and spurted out around the hose.

“DOGFUCKER!” he cursed me.

He pulled the hoe out and sprayed the icy water all over my squirming body, soaking me from head to toes. He threw down the hose and pulled out a bar of soap and began soaping me up. He ran the soap all over me using furious pressure around my pussy mound and ass.

I quivered from the cold and the aching stinging effect the soap and rubbing had on my many small cuts. He jammed the hose back inside my cunt again and fucked me with it.

“Got to clean the dog juice out of your slutty little fuck hole BITCHDOG! Make it nice and clean again!” he muttered.

My guts felt like leaden ice as the cold water washed around inside my belly. I shivered and trembled there until he finally pulled the hose out of me. Water dribbled and leaked out of my pussy lips and trickled down my legs as my father turned off the water and threw down the hose.

Then he was against me, his hard cock slicing up inside me. His prong thrust back and forth in my cold wet pussy, sending water spurting out the edges with each hard deep thrust.

My head was dizzy from being upside down so long and was soon spinning around in renewed heat from his brutal fucking. I came furiously, humping against the fence feebly as his big tool slid in and out of me. Then he groaned and spurted his stuff into me and stumbled back.

“Ought to skin you alive for fucking those dogs!” he cursed. “You are a shameless little fuckhole!”

He jerked me back off the fence post and down onto the ground.

“You can just stay here from now on whore! he spat, “Since you enjoy it so much!”

He threw something down at me and went away. After a few minutes the blurring around my mind began to clear and my eyes focused. He had thrown one of my cock like rubber dildos at me. I moaned and flopped back onto my back, spreading my arms and legs to absorb the suns warmth and dry off.

I was like that a couple of hours later when my mother came out to look at me. She shook her head in disgust as I opened one eyelid to watch her. It came to me with sudden clarity, that she was angry and jealous about her husband fucking me. She wasn’t mad at him for fucking her daughter,m she was mad at me for attracting him!

“You think you’re gonna lounge around like that all day, Whore!?” she demanded. I opened both eyes and sat up to look at her. I could see her mind working, trying to think up something for me to do without hands or feet. Apparently she couldn’t think of anything. She cursed at me and then stalked away. I lay back in the sun.

After a while, I started getting horny from my own wanton nakedness. I crawled over and grabbed the dildo. I lay back again and began working the fat rubber cock up inside me. After a few minutes, I was happily stroking away with it, sliding it up and down my fuck tube. I came, and then came again.

Most of the day was like that. I just lay there getting a tan, and getting horny. From time to time I fucked myself to climax with the dido to release the buildup of sexual tensions within my body. My Dad and Mom wandered in and out of the house and over to the barn. Several times my Dad stopped and came into the yard. He would watch me masturbating, or else drop on top of me and stuff his hard sausage of a cock down into my holes.

I spent that night out in the yard again. This time the dogs were kept someplace else.

The next day was a repeat of the last. Several times, I saw my Mom peering out the window of the house, or from around the corner of the barn as her husband fucked energetically into my little pussy slot, or up my wrinkled, crinkled little asshole.

Whenever he decided that I was doing something not to his liking, my Dad draped me across his knees and gave me a good spanking. Afterwards, he would stick his cock down my pussy hole, and spurt his juices into me, then stuff his face against my groin and suck them back out again. I got so I enjoyed the spanking. In spite of the pain he brought to my ass, I began to look forward to them.

My Mom got madder and madder at the sexual attention her husband gave to me. One day while my Dad was out, she came out to the yard and stood above me as i lounged back, staring up at her insolently. Then her foot came forward and kicked me right nt he belly.

“Little WHORE !” she yelled.

I doubled up in pain. She kicked me again and again, in the stomach and sides and ass. She grabbed one of my ankles and puled it up into the air, exposing my crotch. Her foot slammed down into my cunt repeatedly. I screeched and howled as she brutalized me. I scrambled around, kicking and flinging my arms around, trying to ward her off.

She stuck the point toe of her shoe into my cunthole and jammed it down viciously. “So you’re so tight huh!?” she jeered. “We’ll see how tight you are you two bit little slut!!”

She pushed her foot down with more and more pressure, forcing the pointed toe deeper into my cunt Her shoe jammed down against my cunthole, and more and more of it slid into me. She forced aside my screaming pussy lips and stuffed her foot inside me. My pussy lips spread and spread as the unnatural sized object forced its way inside me.

My Mother had to hold my ankle tight against the fencepost to support herself on one leg, as she kicked her foot down into my cunt with more and more pressure. Half the foot was inside my cunt, almost as far as her ankle! My straining stretched pussy lips shot pain through my body.

She abruptly pulled her other foot off the ground, supporting her entire weight on the foot in my cunthole. I howled as the foot inched deeper inside me. She brought the other shoe down onto my tits as I lay there on my back. She squashed my titties one by one against my chest, grinding her shoes and sharp heels into my pliable tit meat.

She pulled her foot back and started kicking me viciously in the tits. Without any warning at all the surging waves of pain shooting through me were joined by agonized pleasure as the fullness of my cunt and the rasping, rubbing, squashing of my tits and clitty registered on my half crazed brain.

In seconds my body began building towards an orgasm. Then it came, with my Mother kicking at my boobs like they were little soccer balls, and her other foot jammed halfway up my fuck tube.

My Mother realized I was cumming and abruptly pulled back. The feeling as she yanked her foot out of my cunt was one of enormous relief combined with a crash of released pain that sent my orgasms hurling even higher. She stood there and rained curses and abuse on me as I trembled and shivered through the sexual climax.

My Dad came home a couple of hours later and stopped off at my little corral to give me a quick fuck. I grunted and humped against him as he knelt behind me and screwed me like a wanton little fucking bitch dog.

The next day it got very cold and I shivered as I huddled in a corner away from the wind. My father came out and got me and brought me into the house. I wasn’t aloud onto the furniture though and crawled into an out of the way corner and lay down.

Several times during the day my Mother would pass by and lash out with her foot, delivering a stinging kick to my side or belly. I crawled under the dining room table to try and stay out of her way.

In mid afternoon she dragged me out from under the table. I whimpered and struggled against her as she pulled me out by the leash still around my collar. She sat down on a chair and pulled her skirt up to her waist revealing a bare naked cunt to me.

“Since your Daddy ain’t interested in me no more you can damned well suck me off you little piece of shit!” she hissed. She yanked my hair, forcing my face into her cunt. I had never sucked off a woman before. She whipped my back with the leash until I followed her instructions and began slurping and lapping on her cunt slit and suckling on her clit.

She humped her cunt up towards my face as I sucked her. Her head rolled back over the back of the chair and she moaned low in her throat as pussy juice seeped out of her crack and onto my tongue. I jammed my tongue as far inside her as I could get it. The scent of fuck juices excited me, and sent a shivering heat through my body.

After she’d cum, she went upstairs, pulling me after her. She took off all her clothes and lay down on her big bed, spreading her legs. I dove into her crotch again, sending her into another climax. She made me give her a long tongue bath, and then went into the bathroom and took a bath. I had to soap her up and wash her as she lay there lounging in luxury.

She watched in satisfied amusement as I struggled to hold the soap between my two leather mittens. She could have done the job a lot faster and better but enjoyed making me slave over her. Any thought I might have had about her being less antagonistic to me ended when she forced my head down under the water and held it there as I splashed and struggled furiously.

She finally let me go and I broke the surface of the water gasping desperately for air. I sucked in mouth after mouth of sweet pure air as she giggled at me. Then she punched me in the belly, knocking me back onto the floor, where I banged my head against the toilet.

“Did you like that slut?” she asked icily.

“I want you to clean this bathtub now, and it better sparkle or You’ll get a lot worse.”

I groaned and reached for one of the clothes with my two mittens. She kicked me in the belly again. I collapsed forward onto the floor, doubling over and clutching my aching stomach.

“Clean it with your tongue you piece of shit!” she snarled.

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