The question finally came up about the daughter. Jack finally responded “We keep her another month or two until she’s showing. Have some friends here and there enjoy her. Some characters who like it rough…. What the hell. Let them have her.” That got some chatter going. One suggestion was let some of the Japanese have her for fun and drop an occassional video on the Reagan doorstep. Dear Nicky with some 3 finger Yakusa looking mo-fo’s saying “Nicky’s enjoying her tour of Japan brothels.” Even if she is in NY or Chicago or wherever. Some really liked that. If she miscarried or got fucked to death by someone a little careless oh well. If she survived the drugs and whoring out as a BDSM slave then drop her by Grandpa’s door in a couple months. She’d be a knocked up junky and her mom would be only slightly better by then. They could go to church and pray for forgiveness together. There were alot of chuckles and LOL’s about that.
ERIN’S DELIVERANCE……
A consensus was reached and one mind fuck would be played on Erin before her release. One morning she was eating breakfast (at least they fed her well) and feeling funky as usual. She was sure she was drugged regularly. Someone came in and gave her a red bikini and said put it on along with a long white terrycloth robe. She wolfed down the rest of the food and dressed as told. She waited and someone came in and bound her and put the dark hood over her head. She was lead out and tossed in what sounded like a van. It drove for an hour or so since it seemed like all day under the hood. When they stopped she was walked into a room and her robe was removed. She felt someone undo her bonds and said “your on a toilet. Move your suit bottoms and pee or whatever you gotta do.” Erin did have to go so she did. Finding the toilet paper was a challenge with the hood on and her wrists bound together in front of her.
Erin was standing in a bathroom somewhere when the hood was removed. A large rough looking woman pushed her around and said “I’m pulling your hair back, don’t struggle.” Erin held still as her hair was put in a ponytail and pinned in places. Next a pair of swim goggles were put over her eyes. Unfortunately they were blacked out but appeared as blue from the outside. She was lead across a rough wood floor. The smells were so foreign. A farm maybe? She had no idea since she was a city girl. Then she heard horses whinny in the distance. Had to be a farm.
After walking a little distance she could hear that she was in some sort of barn. She was forced down onto a bench. Knees way apart on some sort of pads and pushed or leaned forward so her hips and belly were against a padded leather shelf. Her bikini bottoms were moved way to the side and her arms were stretched out in front of her, secured to two seperate points fairly far apart. A strong leather strap was run up over the small of her back securing her to the bench. Someone chuckled and said “mares breeding bench. This oughtta be fun.” Erin heard that and was terrified. She heard the clump clump clump of hooves and heard a horse snort. Terror set in. She began to babble and plead about the time a ball gag was stuffed in her mouth. Erin howled into the gag as she heard the horse move around her.
Someone moved her bikini bottom further to the side and squirted oil all over her pussy. Erin jumped as someone said “She’s gonna need lots of that.” Erin knew she was in trouble and felt the horse rub against her a couple times. It sniffed her back and hair and she was terrified. She felt something warm moving around her pussy and trying to push it’s way into her. It was obviously huge. She cried out and screamed into her gag as she felt her violation begin. The horse was still breathing on her back then a huge cock began thrusting trying to gain entrance to her pussy.
Erin was certain she was about to be fucked by a huge ass stallion. Her mind was going a million miles a minute as she screamed in terror into her gag. It was no use. She couldn’t see so all she could do was listen and smell and feel. Oh god it’s huge. One final stab and it was past her pussy lips and making entry. Erin squealed as it thrust in and out. It hurt so bad since it was huge. The fast strong thrusts continued and gained a little depth each time. Erin kept screaming into her gag. It hurt so bad and yet filled her so full.
Unbeknownst to Erin. The horse was standing next to her and it’s nose was right above her back and shoulders. She wouldn’t do anything… since she was a nice old friendly mare. The stablemasters fairly retarded son was standing behind Erin. He was a huge kid about 6′ 5″ and maybe 300 lbs. Gentle giant who would never get laid any other way. He had a huge cudgel of a cock and didn’t have much of a clue how to use it but he was trying. He finally got into Erin’s pussy and was making thrusts the best he could. For his size she seemed so tight. He pumped away in reckless abandon as Erin howled knowing she was being fucked by a horse. In fact it was a retarded giant named Dougy. Either way she was getting fucked by a cock of epic proportions.
Dougy kept pumping away as drool ran down his chin. He had a big shit eating grin on his face. Everyone put a finger to their lips letting Doug know he must be quiet. He did his best even though Erin was raising a ruckus. Doug felt like he could go no farther. This “fuck bunny” as his mom called her wasn’t deep enough. He got frustrated and pushed hard many many times trying to go deeper. Erin let out a funny groan each time he pushed deep. He thought it was a funny noise so he kept pushing again and again. It was a fun game until something felt funny and his big balls started to tingle and he began to shake. It scared him as he came buckets into Erin’s pussy. He let a few loud grunts as everyone shhh’ed him.
Erin didn’t hear Doug grunt and groan as he came deep inside her. She was lost in her own torment. She’s been fucked by a horse. She was mortified. She felt the cock begin to shrivel and pull out. She heard them say “Good boy Good Boy.” They were patting Dougy on the shoulder as they handed him the lead rope and had him lead the mare back to her stall. Erin groaned and hung her head. Someone commented about how much cum was dripping out of her. Erin groaned in disgust. Her bikini bottoms were put back in place and she was unbound. They lead her somehere with the goggles still in place and her hands bound firmly behind her. Someone said “Here drink some water it will help.” Erin did as she was told as she felt the water bottle touch her lips. She drank as much as she could since she was thirsty after all the screaming. Her pussy hurt and her throat hurt. She was utterly humiliated as she felt the van spin round and round as she sat on the floor. In no time she was out cold.
Erin woke several hours later as she was being unloaded from the van. She stepped on pavement and then grass as she was lead along what felt like a sidewalk. It was cold out and all she had on was a bikini and these damned goggles. Someone stopped and made her sit. She was sitting on cold concrete steps. Someone whispered in her ear “Sit here and be silent…. There is more to come and if you make a noise your daughter will meet that horses brother.” Erin shook her head acknowledging. She sat there then heard van doors close and it drive away. She waited and waited. Nothing. She smelled familiar smells of the city and suburbs. Cars went by. it was not a busy street. She was outside somewhere and it was cold. She was shivering when she heard a door open behind her. She heard her grandpa exclaim “Oh Jesus Christ! Frank Hurry!” Next thing she knew she was inside the house and the goggles removed. She was wrapped in blankets and she heard sirens.
Frank recommended St Francis hospital and off they went. On the ride Frank had a thousand questions. Erin tried to answer but was real fuzzy. Whatever they had given her had really muddled her brain. She kept saying drugged me… hooked… raped… Frank shook his head and said “Who?” She shook her head and said “Everyone…. gangs … all…. drew straws took turns…. all the gangs.” Then as an afterthought before slipping into unconsiousness she said “Colombian Eduardooooo….”
She came around in the hospital as they were hooking her up to an IV and checking her over. She remembered the last sex she’d had when they mentioned rape kit. Erin blurted out “No… no rape kit…. You won’t get good samples and DNA won’t help.” The doctors and nurses looked at Frank and a couple detectives that had shown up. News spread fast that Erin had been found. Erin looked from face to face pleading “No”. They said OK and cleared everyone out and asked if they could at least perform a thorough exam. She shook her head “OK but no rape kit, no DNA… I can’t”. The nurse leaned in and told her “It’s OK… Maybe we can get a sample and catch someone. Do you know who it was?” Erin shook her head no and fought back tears. The female doctor was doing the pelvic exam and made a comment of extensive trauma, bleeding, tearing, etc. She mentioned lots of contributions and much viable semen for the kit. Erin cried out “No….. No one can know…” They were flabbergasted. “Know what? If it’s more than one we can figure that out.” Erin began crying and covered her eyes and said quietly between sobs “Can you ID horse semen?” There was silence for a moment. The doctor snapped out of her shock first and said OK… No rape kit for that type of evidence….. Might lead to a whole mess we don’t want to deal with Right Erin?” As she said that Erin half smiled and said “Thank you.”
Erin asked about Nicky and no one had heard anything or seen her yet. She was hoping some news would come out on her. She was hoping beyond hope they would release her during the night too. The doctor came in with a long face. She said they would be starting Erin on several different antibiotics. She asked why? The doctor looked at the others and asked for the room. They all left and she filled Erin in on the venereal diseases that she had been infected with. She also looked around and touched her hand and said “I’m affraid you’re pregnant as well.” Erin closed her eyes and tears rolled down her face. Her fears were confirmed. The doctor said in a low voice “We can help you with that since it is a rape case.” Erin cried a bit more and said “No you can’t. I’m Catholic. I can’t, oh god this isn’t happeniing.” The doctor shook her head and said “I figured as much when I heard that St Francis was recommended for this and you were brought here. I figure your father had guessed and wanted discretion.” Erin sighed and tried to fight back more crying.
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