RESURRECTION: CHAPTER 7 free porn video

CHAPTER 7:

Jake was by the shed that stored the ATV’s and smaller equipment. He had both of the ATV’s outside with the front ends propped up. He was draining oil out of one and refilling the other. He was holding the oil steady over the oil input, gazing over at a space between the two sheds. They had a lot of vehicles all of the sudden. He knew how damaging the hot desert sun was on paint whether on vehicles or buildings. One of his many projects, now that he was staying on the ranch, was to repaint the barn, sheds, and house. He didn’t want to have to worry about the vehicles, though. Having them inside would be a huge advantage. He was trying to decide what sort of building to use. He was leaning toward a corrugated roof pole barn. Once he had the support poles and beams in place, he figured they could accomplish the rest. He’d have to talk to Kaye’s husband, Matt, the handyman. Maybe he knew of someone with the equipment. Besides, he’d like to help them somehow and giving Matt a project would put some money in their pockets.

He was idly contemplating those issues, thankful that lately those were the big issues. Then, Annie broke in with an urgent yell from the front porch. He couldn’t see her and she couldn’t see him, but he certainly heard her. None the less, she was rounding the corner of the house as he threw the empty can into the waste box. She was naked and barefoot. She was wincing as she stepped on a rock wrong, then hopped on one foot. He smiled in spite of feeling sorry for her. Bobbi’s breast moved so much more than Annie’s while just walking. It took an exaggerated movement like this to make her’s bounce.

He wiped his hands on a cloth as she approached. “Bobbi just radioed. It’s nice that you have a radio now in your ‘official volunteer’ capacity.” She held up her fingers in the quote signal.

“You’re teasing me, aren’t you.”

“Yes … But Bobbie did just radio. She’s on the way and wants you to have the horses ready. She said we need to go over the ridge. The Sheriff wants something checked out.” She shrugged and looked at him. “She said she’ll explain once we’re on our way.”

“Are you up for a ride like that?”

“Yeah! Bobbi has been spending time with me, showing me and instructing me. And, I’ve been practicing. Bobbi’s even had me doing some bareback riding; she says that improves the balance on the horse, helps to feel what the horse is doing. Makes you a better rider in the end.”

He threw the cloth on the ATV he still had to finish, put his arm around her and walked her back to the house. “I’ve noticed how hard you are working on it and how good you are getting in such a short time.” He squeezed her into his side, “Not to mention how you work around here. I know it’s a big change for you. Any regrets?”

She stopped and put her hands flat on his chest and looked up at him. “Never! And I never will.”

He smiled and gave her a hug, then turned her around at the steps and smacked her butt. “Put on jeans, boots and, I suppose, a shirt.” She smiled over her shoulder. “Annie, could you bring my gun belt, too?”

He moved quickly to the corral through the barn. An interesting request … over the ridge. That can only mean to ‘the site’. There must have been a new development in the case. It had been so quiet lately that he had hoped it meant that Annie was away from it. He’d wait until Bobbi arrived before speculating, though.

Bobbi must have been close when she radioed because he heard the cruiser rolling in as he was throwing the third saddle onto the horse. He heard the door to the house open and close and heard the women talking. When they came through the barn to him, he saw that Bobbi must have gone in to change her uniform shoes for her cowboy boots. She was still in uniform but was now wearing her cowboy hat, too. Annie handed him his hat and gun belt after he finished cinching the last horse, then led his out the gate and waited for the women to follow before closing the gate on an empty corral. He wasn’t sure why he always did that except to force the habit to keep gates closed. Most important when there were a****ls inside.

As they headed up to the ridge, Bobbi explained. There had indeed been a development in the case. In the questioning, gathering statements, turning one on the other, they uncovered a comment about other graves. One of the other guys confirmed it, but the other three, including Carson, denied it. The detail provided was enough to make it seem viable. The two who described it insisted that they weren’t involved in any deaths but were along for the ride to get rid of the bodies. Their attorneys were trying to leverage the information for reduced sentencing. The CID guys and the DA wanted real confirmation and that was why they were going to the site. The authorities were concerned that if they went in again with a bunch of vehicles without confirmation they could end up stirring up the public. The statements indicated that the grave sites were marked with a vertical slat pounded into the ground. When questioned why it would be marked, they were told because they thought about going back later for skulls. That all seemed overly gruesome.

Annie suddenly stopped her horse. They stopped and turned to her. Tears were running down her face. You could see it in her eyes that she realized that she could have been a souvenir, too. Then, just as suddenly, she wiped her eyes with the backs of her hands, firmed her face with determination, and rode the horse between them still going up the to the ridge.

They could easily identify the location of Annie’s ‘grave’. There were still crime markers around the area. Bobbi was focused on the site, but Jake kept a partial on how Annie was handling it. She had never been here since he had taken her out. They rode the horses around the area carefully with an eye for the stakes that they hoped would appear out of place when specifically looking for them. Bobbi raised her hand and pointed about ten feet ahead of her. Seeing it now, it seemed so obvious but they had already ridden around it. She dismounted and handed the reins of her horse to Annie. She followed Jake to a nearby tree and they tied up the horses, then rejoined Bobbi.

She was on the radio to the Sheriff. He informed her that he wanted her to hold the site, he had the crime scene people already moving. They should be there in the hour. While they waited, they stepped around the area and found two more stakes. They marked them to make them even more obvious.

When the crime scene people arrived in jeeps, they had equipment that worked like sonar and could identify a distinct change in mass and density below the ground. The three spots they had marked all turned out to be graves. They were all fairly shallow and were easily uncovered. They were in various stages of decomposition but they were all female. The Sheriff arrived. After reviewing what was found, he approached Jake and Annie.

“I guess it wasn’t a random decision on their part to come out here with Annie. This was a place they had used before. They will have to perform tests, but the women should be able to be identified against those missing. The current theory is that these are about 6 months to a year old. Probably prostitutes. There was DNA on some of the BDSM equipment that wasn’t Annie’s. If there is a match … well, we’ll have them for murder, too.”

By the time they were back in the corral, they were just beating the failing light. They shared the chore of brushing down the horses and putting away the equipment. Then, Jake took Annie to the couch while Bobbi opened a bottle of wine. They had Annie between them. They quietly sipped wine and hugged the woman. There was very little talking, but Annie felt their love and caring just in their quiet presence.

* * * * *

The case involving Annie’s abuse, assault and attempted murder became overshadowed by the discovery of the other bodies, and their being tied to the same men. The DA had rock solid evidence on the charges surrounding Annie. They were also assembling good forensic and circumstantial evidence against several of the guys in the abuse, assault, torture, imprisonment, and death of the other women found. Those charges carried far heavier sentences and the authorities shifted their attention to incorporating as many of those charges to as many of the guys as possible. As time went on, they employed the same tactic on them with the evidence they had, manipulating them and their Public Defender attorneys to turn on each other. With murder charges now hanging over them, the ones not actively responsible for the deaths became eager to give information in exchange for consideration. Any involvement that ends up with the death of someone can be used to charge with at least accessory to murder, carrying severe sentencing. All the men were looking to be charged with multiple charges of multiple victims, including the ones in Annie’s case. It was only a matter of time, according the authorities, until they would all rolled over, looking for any kind of plea agreement they could find to minimize their inevitable sentencing lengths.

What was able to be resolved quickly, though, was the case against Tommy Tolley, her husband. All the evidence showed that he had absolutely no involvement or awareness of the deaths of the other women. His crimes were solely in the case of Annie. The assembly of evidence and statements from the other guys also showed that Tommy was, for the most part, manipulated into each successive level of the crimes related to Annie. His crimes were a succession of failed opportunities to do the right thing when he had the chance, even if it would have been to some risk to himself. He failed to protect her by continuing to manipulate her into increasingly aggressive and abusive sexual encounters as the other men demanded of him; he failed to come to her aid when he returned with the beer and found her bound to the cross and being caned by several men; he failed again when she was repeatedly sexually abused; and he failed to go to authorities when she was taken away and not to aid at a hospital. He was, however, guilty of administering a harmful and compromising d**g that he understood would leave her helpless and unable to assert her will. And, in such a state, he delivered her to a group of men who he knew had intentions of using her for their sexual and fantasy thrills.

As it unfolded, he refused to seek a defense. He did not try to plea down on the charges. He did not try to offer an excuse, much less any justification. His Public Defender continued to try on his behalf, but he ended up narrowing his pleas for psychological shortcomings and a plea for therapy and treatment. In the end, he pled guilty and left it up to his attorney if his statements and willingness to testify could bring any leniency.

The DA came to the same conclusion that Annie did; she only realized it too late to help her. Tommy was too weak and too needy of male acceptance and belonging to do what was right. It might even be that he wasn’t really a bad man, just not strong enough to be a good man. His sentencing hearing was scheduled and Annie was requested to attend. Bobbi and Jake made the trip up to Phoenix with her to give her support.

They were surprised that the State CID Agent, Dan Vogel, was waiting by the courtroom door on the second floor of the State Courthouse.

“Hi, Annie, how are you doing? I want you to know this is merely a formality of the sentencing proceedings. As part his pleading guilty to the judge, he will be required to give a statement of his involvement. If the judge isn’t happy with his ability to take responsibility, the agreement will be thrown out. Also, as part of it, he is required to make a statement of apology to the victim, it is usually well constructed with the help of an attorney to get the facts and intention correct. That is the reason for you being here. Before the judge makes his final judgment for sentencing, the victim, you, has the opportunity to make a statement that might provide some bearing on the judge’s final sentencing decision. You don’t have to say anything, but he will give you the opportunity. Okay? Any questions?” Annie shook her head. “It’s almost over, Annie. I don’t think you will be required for anything with the others.”

Just then, Dan noticed the courtroom guard open the door and motioned to them. He took the liberty to hug her, “You’ve been great, Annie. A few more minutes, I promise.” Jake shook hands and thanked him. Then he made all of them chuckle as they reached the door. “Listen Jake, thanks for all your input and help. The way you took care of those two in the park … let me know if you want a job. I could use a really bad ass on the team.” The guard put his finger to his lips and they became embarrassed. Not Vogel, though, he held the big smile going into the courtroom.

As Agent Vogel said, Tommy read a statement pertaining to his actions. It was well written and it was clear to Annie that it was not written entirely by Tommy, even if he had practiced it to make it seem more natural. Many of the words were not his, the references being too clinical and phrased with too much intellect for Tommy. But, it apparently was not a surprise to the judge and he was satisfied with the detail of his statement into the record.

Then, it was time for him to issue his apology and regret. He stood, his Public Defender slid another sheet of paper to him, which he took up and looked at for a moment too long. Finally, he bent down to the attorney, then when he stood up, he turned to the people in the audience. He looked over the heads, but … then he saw Annie standing. His eyes filled with tears, tears he couldn’t hold back. They streamed down his hollow cheeks.

Annie could see the tears; she could see his cheeks becoming wet. With no thought, she turned slightly to face him directly, “I’m here, Tommy.”

“Annie … Annie … oh, God, Annie …” His voice cracked and sobs were the only things coming out. He gasped for air, looked up at the ceiling, and returned to face her. “Annie … my attorney has a very nice statement and if I have to, I’ll read it, but … Annie, I am so sorry. I … I … I don’t know why I did those things. You were always, ALWAYS, the best person I have ever known. You were always loving. All you ever wanted was for us to be together. You were always so good, so loving … why couldn’t I have been? I am sorry. For everything. I should have been stronger for you, but I was weak. I should have protected you, but I allowed you to be abused and assaulted. I should have stayed with you that night, but I didn’t. I let them take care of it. I thought they were taking you to the hospital … I should have made sure you were. No! I should have inserted myself and taken you. I didn’t … You deserved so much more. I want you to find that love.” At that moment Bobbi on one side and Jake on the other, reached up and squeezed her hands. “I’m going to pray every night that you find the love in your life that you deserve. I suspect you hate me with an intensity that you don’t deserve to have to feel and I am sorry to cause that for you.”

He sat down, the attorney’s apology still in his hand. The judge shuffled some papers, then looked up. Annie was still standing. He looked at her. Tears were in her eyes, too. “Mrs. Tolley, are you okay?” She nodded. “At this point in the proceedings, I can give you the opportunity to make a statement. In a moment, I will be making my final decision regarding sentencing. Do you have anything that I should consider?”

“I don’t know, Your Honor. But … what I want to say is that I once loved Tommy. It could be said that we were both young and immature, but I loved him. Tommy … so you know … yes, there was a time since that night that I hated you. But, not now … not for a while now. I have moved on. I have the love and support you talked about for me. I don’t say that to be hurtful. I say that because I want you to not have to carry that, too. I can’t say that I forgive you. That feels like it was all okay. It wasn’t. I was buried in the ground … I should have died, if not for … Your Honor, what I want to say is, Tommy needs help. What I would like is to know that whatever happens to him after today, he gets that help. Thank you.”

She had to leave after that, though. She didn’t want to hear what would happen to him. They tried to leave as quietly as possible, but their leaving caused a stir. The judge only hesitated a moment, then continued. Annie was out into the corridor before she could hear any more. She tried to appeal for Tommie, she didn’t need the disappointment if the judge didn’t agree.

Out in the marble floored corridor of the stately courthouse, Annie stopped. Jake walked up to her, turned her around and stepped into her, Bobbi duplicating the action, each of them with an arm around her, the other around each other. Annie cried. She stopped quickly, though. She snuffled, wiped her eyes, and gave an embarrassed smiled. Jake had an idea, “How about we find a nice restaurant, have some drinks, a huge steak each, and spend the night in Phoenix.” Annie was looking over the shoulder of Bobbi, people were beginning to come out of the courtroom, including a couple of reporters who had tried getting a reaction from her earlier. Jake realized what was happening, indicated to Bobbi to get Annie out, and he stayed to give a short and meaningless statement emphasizing how difficult this had been for Annie and how relieved she was to have this part of it over. She was looking forward to moving on with her life in a positive way. Then, he rejoined the women at the truck.

“So, restaurant or …”

Annie said, “Thank you for the offer, but … if it’s okay with you, I’d prefer going home. Stopping for some wine, then make some popcorn, cuddling on the couch or bed, and just being together.” She glanced at the two of them, “If you’re looking to do something for me … you two could make love to me.”

They looked at each other with smiles, “Yeah, I think we can manage that.”

Annie couldn’t, however. A couple glasses of wine sitting on the couch between them and she was suddenly out, fast asleep, from the stress and tension of the day.

* * * * *

They were sitting around the kitchen table, reinforcing their system with strong, black coffee. They were all naked. That wasn’t unusual. That seemed to have become the standard. They slept naked, lived parts of the day naked. They really enjoyed each other’s bodies.

It was a patrol day for Bobbi. Jake hadn’t shared with them what his plans for the day were, but they knew there was a long list of things needing attention. Bobbi had plans for Annie, though. She informed the younger woman that she wanted her to accompany her. That was unusual. Annie had never spent the day with Bobbi as she patrolled. Jake was suspicious, but he couldn’t come up with a reason. It wasn’t his birthday, either of theirs, it wasn’t any kind of made up anniversary that he could come up with. But, he was sure Bobbi was up to something …

Annie dressed in good jeans, a button-down blouse, even a bra and panties. She felt she should look presentable with Bobbi in her pressed uniform. Once past the gate, relocking it, and onto the county road, “I hope you don’t mind, honey. I know I didn’t give you much choice back there. There’s something I want to do … for both of us … but really for you. It’s about the dogs … and us.” She pulled out a sheet of yellow, ruled paper that she had torn from a notepad. “These are web searches. I found them but haven’t had time to read them. I brought my laptop. Periodically, we’ll be going through towns with Wi-Fi we can tap into.”

She pointed to a backpack in back. At their first opportunity, she got the laptop, fired it up, and connected the Wi-Fi from a coffee shop across the street. Annie typed in the first search result and got a Wikipedia page on canine mating. Bobbi was watching her as they were parked at the curb. Annie opened another tab and typed in the next result and so forth until she had four pages opened. Each one was about dog anatomy or mating. Annie went back to the first one. She glanced over it, then looked up at Bobbi.

“You’re serious about this?”

Bobbi nodded. “What do you think? Are you game? I mean, the dogs have licked us to orgasm … how many times? Seems just fair …”

“Wow! Really? This is so cool!”

“Really? I was worried because … before … when they wanted … well, you didn’t want to.”

“No … no, this is different, this is us … us wanting to do it. Before … you know …” Bobbi just nodded. Yes, she understood. She knew all about someone wanting to force her to do something.

Bobbi pulled into traffic and Annie asked, “So, do you have a route or what?”

“No, just kind of random. You don’t want people to think they can predict when the police are coming around. Now, read, out loud. Dog cock is different than men.”

Annie did. She read from Wikipedia. It wasn’t referenced as ‘Dog Cock’ despite how they might talk, it was ‘Canine penis’. There was a picture that caused Annie to stop. “Look at his picture! Look at it! Different than men … no k**ding.” She read on. About the shape, the sheath, the knot. About tying or knotting, locking the male and female together. “Is that going to happen to us? I mean, a female dog’s pussy has to be smaller, right?”

Bobbi chuckled. Annie was already talking about when they do it, not if. “I think we have to assume that it will so we aren’t surprised.”

Annie nodded as she skimmed the information on the next tab. Bobbi looked over to see why she was delaying, if maybe the information was more offensive or troubling, but Annie was staring out the front. “Bobbi, why did you say this was for both of us, but really for me? What did you mean by that?”

Bobbi looked at her concerned. Her intention wasn’t to offend, but to support her with her needs. At least, her needs as she and Jake saw them. “I … I meant no offense, dear. It’s just that you need or want more sex. It seems to be an increasing desire as you have become comfortable with us, with the dogs, with our open and free arrangement. Have you thought about that, Annie?”

“Thought about it? About sex and enjoying it and wanting it? It’s what we are … open and sharing … no embarrassment about our desires …”

“That’s right, absolutely right and how it was intended and how we do intend it. Our desire is that we are all free to be open to what we want to try, what we desire. We’re all different, though, we have different needs and desires. It’s not bad, it’s just what it is.”

Annie was quiet. “I have not thought about it. You both have made me a part of a wonderful thing. So … you both think I’m a more sexual person?”

“It’s not a bad thing, Annie. Not if it is understood. Think about your experiences. You and Tommy were very sexual, you said so. When it was just you two and a friend for fun three-some experiences, you guys had fun; you liked it. It went bad when it stopped being a fun experience and became a planned, forced event. You lost control. It wasn’t based on fun experiences you had interest in but only focused on what others wanted from you.” Bobbi watched her. She was nodding as she thought about it. “Now, here you are. You are free to experience things that you want to experience and you can because we are all open to it. It feels natural to you, but that is the way we want to live and share life.”

“So, what are you saying? What does all that mean if you were to just say what you think?”

Bobbi chuckled, “Well put. Fair enough. What we think is that if you accept it and released yourself, you would be even more sexual, that you would desire more and different ways to experience sex.”

Annie was thinking again. She looked down at the laptop in her hands. She smiled and looked over to Bobbi. “What you’re really saying is that I’m a slut, but your slut. Maybe you’re right and ‘slut’ is a harsh term, but I like sex and I enjoy sex and I am looking for more of it. But, confined to us, it is just fun and okay because you guys enjoy it with me.”

“I guess putting it bluntly, yes.”

“And, the dogs are something you are also interested in, Jake is turned on by, and opens up more experiences and opportunities for me?”

“Maybe this was a bad way to approach it. Let’s just forget it if we can …”

“No. I’m not upset … I’m curious … interested in what you are thinking. You’re making me think … I did like the sex when it was Tommy and a friend and it was just us having a good time with some beers and relaxed. Even when there were two of his friends, but it was still relaxed and fun, laughing and teasing, and sex. Now … you’re naked around the place, but not like me. Jake is only in the morning or at night, late. You are sometimes, but me … I’d be naked all the time, wouldn’t I? Yes, I would. I’m naked as much as I can be. I like it, it feels erotic, sensual to feel the sun and breeze on my skin. I absolutely love to see the look in Jake’s eyes as he sees me walking up to him outside naked. I can tell he would take me right there. I like the looks and touches you both give me. I like the dogs … yea, the dogs … they catch me on my hands and knees searching out eggs or cleaning the floor or something and I feel a tongue between my legs. Because I am naked.” She looked outside quiet, again. Then, she looked back at Bobbi. “Okay, I can see what I’ve been doing … am I awful?”

“No. Not in the least. Jake has an idea, if you are interested but we should have him included in this discussion. I think you’ll like it if you open your horny, slutty-being up to experiencing what you can.” She smiled at Annie and she returned it.

Annie read on. They stopped for lunch and the diner had Wi-Fi. Annie discretely loaded up the remaining search results. Annie wanted to talk about it but the surrounding other customers made it somewhat difficult. That wasn’t to say that she didn’t talk around it.

“You know that part where it said that the dog” she lowered her voice “wasn’t typically hard at penetration, but became hard.” She looked around. “Seems to me, it would be easier to make it hard, first.”

They were back in the cruiser. Annie was animated, “I want to do this. Don’t you? I mean, really … don’t you?”

Bobbi laughed. She had so much enthusiasm about everything. “So … you think we should suck the dogs hard, then fuck them.”

“Yeah, just like Jake. I bet it will be better. I know it. Remember that story we read, I read? The woman was getting her ass humped, the dog was in, then out, walking around, both frustrated. I think we should treat their cocks like cocks we want to love, not just be fucked by. Get it hard, inside us, then fucked. Yeah … that’s what I think …” Bobbi just smiled. But, she also saw her point and agreed. It was one thing to pretend being a dog bitch and let the male act the way he wanted, it was another to use the intellect humans have.

Bobbi had been quiet for some miles as Annie reviewed the pages. She looked up and asked about it.

Bobbi glanced at her, “There are three of them. How does that work?”

Annie gave her a lusty look, “Yes, but there is also Jake. You saw him with our being licked. He loves it. I guarantee it, Bobbi, Jake will be a willing and eager part of our play with the dogs.”

That night, Annie confronted Jake about the conversation and the reading she and Bobbi had during the day. Jake was nervous, but Bobbi held up her hand and smiled to indicate to him that everything was fine.

“You are both ready to be mounted by a dog? You want to do this … this is not me pushing anything, this is you guys wanting to, right?” They both nodded enthusiastically. Bobbi had thought of it first and presented the idea to Annie, but she now knew that the Annie was itching to do it. Jake smile, “This should be amazing.”

Jake took both of their hands and led them out to the barn. They were still in the clothes they wore during the day. Bobbi in her uniform and Annie in her jeans and shirt. Jake whistled for the dogs. He didn’t even have names for them. He had inherited them from the previous owners and never got around to naming them. It ceased to be of importance as they managed just fine.

They entered the barn and went to the hay pile that formed from bales breaking as they spread some out in the stalls. Annie giggled at what they were about to do, but proceeded to unbutton her blouse. He bra came into view quickly. She was eager. Now that the decision had been made, she wanted to experience more from the dogs. Jake noticed that her bra was delicate, lacy, and he could almost see her darker nipple through the material. She was shrugging off the blouse as Bobbi just started to unbutton her uniform shirt. Annie seemed anxious and it was apparent by the speed in which she was getting out of her clothes. Jake stood back watching the scene unfold before him, the two women he loved getting out of their clothes to be fucked by the dogs.

Jake shook his head as watched. His life was so simple and private until he found Annie’s foot sticking out of the loose desert ground. Not that he would ever change any of it now, but … how could he have anticipated that his life would include such a scene. And, that events like this would not be unexpected. One woman who was often around the house and yard naked, another who might be naked as much as not. And, both were excited to make love to him. Now, the dogs. What would be next?

Annie was on her ass, pulling at her boots. Once she had them off, she was quickly out of her jeans and panties. She knelt with the dogs, waiting for Bobbi. She was the more anxious but it was Bobbi who had the better sense of the dogs from her time growing up on her parent’s ranch. Country girls are just exposed to so much more as a general course of life. a****ls mating was something that just happened; it was out in the open and they learned it was nothing to be embarrassed about seeing. She had known about the dog’s knot and the male and female being stuck together. Annie wanted Bobbi’s participation this first time, maybe even being mounted first. After she experienced it herself, though, neither she or the others could guess what would happen.

Bobbi was more deliberate in getting undressed, partly because it was her uniform. She folded each item as she went. Her bra was functional rather than pretty, more of a sports bra. Jake enjoyed the two women for their differences. Bobbi was stronger and more self-confident, didn’t take guff from anyone unless she wanted to. Her figure was stronger, too, her breasts and hips fuller. Annie was a stark difference. She showed less confidence in her actions, more timid with others. Her breasts and hips slimmer, her skin fair to Bobbi’s brown. If he were to count his blessings, these two would be right at the top.

When Bobbi was ready, the two women looked at each other with playful mischievousness. They were about to do something neither would have dreamed of before, something that would probably have to remain just among the three of them, something society might not approve of. There was a little bit of discussion while both women were kneeling on the ground. Both were being probed by tongues and the discussion became mute quickly as their sense of anticipation gave way to a real need to do something about it.

They got two of the dogs onto the ground, lying on their sides. They looked at each other for reinforcement and Jake realized what they were now about to do. He had heard their comments about getting the dogs ready, but now he understood. Their heads lowered to the dogs and they worked their hands and kisses down the body of the dogs until they made contact with the sheaths. The dogs had quickly attained great patience and trust in the women after they started being allowed (encouraged) to lick their pussies. It was paying off in spades for them now. The dogs may not have known exactly what was coming, but the attention they were receiving encouraged their cooperation. The women tried touches and licks to the emerging penises, checking out what the other was doing, then proceeding to do more as the dog penises moved out of the protective sleeves. They had read how the protected penis was sensitive to touch and they used their own saliva and the copious amount of pre-cum escaping the emerging penis to lubricate the outside, allowing them to stroke them in between using their mouths.

Bobbi raised her head to look at how Annie was doing. “What do you think?” They were in their own little world now. Despite Jake leaning against the stall wall watching, they only had eyes and attention for each other and the dogs they were attending to.

Annie pulled up and smiled, her smile was big and easy, “So different. The shape and texture is unusual. The taste is different, but pleasant, too.” She dropped her head back to her efforts.

It wasn’t long before both dog cocks were well out of the sheaths. The women didn’t even look at Jake, only each other as they soundlessly agreed it was time. They faced each other before going to their hands and knees. There was a little confusion on the part of the dogs. They immediately went to the asses and began licking as before. More was intended this time, however. Jake watched as Annie pushed the snout away and patted her ass, trying to entice it to jump onto her. The dogs were between 4 and 6 years old and having the run of the area were believed to have had the opportunity to have mated before. The instinct of mating took over once they caught on to what the women were offering. Jake chuckled under his breath at the sudden thought that the dogs didn’t care if they had a bitch or a woman available … pussy was pussy. The women might say … typical male attitude.

Jake watched intent, trying to keep both women in his view and attention. As much as this was erotic, he still maintained a sense of concern. This was a****listic mating with women, women he cared a lot about. None of them really understood what might happen; it just seemed so hot that the women wanted to take the next step with the dogs after they had enjoyed their tongues. So, he watching closely as the one and then the other dog jumped onto the backs of the women. Their reaction was duplicated as the a****l landed on them, already eliciting a gasp without the sexual contact. Then, when the dogs thrust forward with hips, both women gasped out at the impact of dog cock to their asses. It seemed to take several thrusts from the dogs to achieve the contact their sought. Once, they did, though, the rest was predictable. The dog on Annie seemed to hit his target first, released his grip around her waist, thrust forward, re-gripped her, and began thrusting his hips against her ass with a speed and intensity he had never seen. Jake was taken aback initially until he saw the other repeating the same motions on Bobbi. This was canine mating. It was furious, but any concern of his was wiped away by the sound coming from the women. They were both moaning, gasping, and groaning as the dogs fucked into them.

The barn was filled with the sounds of b**stial sex. It was like a very strange duet being played out as the women cried out their surprise, desire, pleasure, and demands for more from their new lovers. One cried out loudly with the other seemingly in background, then it shifted to the other. Back and forth the cries and moans went.

Jake watched with new concern as he anticipated the knots to come into play, but not as much as the two women who were just then feeling the impact of the swelled portion of dog cock bumping into their outer pussy lips. Bobbi’s head had been hanging down, concentrating on the wild thrill of the cock ramming in and out of her when she first felt it. With the crazy feelings already coursing through her, she had forgotten about the knot. Feeling the obstruction outside her was initially confusing, then realization set in. She was the one who had been worried about Annie and she was surprised by the feeling. It felt huge to her as it bump repeatedly against her pussy. But, at the same time, with each bump and push, her pussy was opening to the knot, stretching her out as the dog pressed more urgently to enter her completely.

Annie cried out as the knot on her dog pressed against her, stretching her pussy. She bit her lip and pressed back against the dog. She glanced up at Bobbi in front of her and could see that she was experiencing the same thing. She could see the concentration on her face, the winching around her eyes as she too was being stretched. Then, Bobbi looked up and their eyes made contact and held. Annie gave a weak smile and Bobbi returned it, blowing her a kiss. Annie felt the same way. There was a pain, a pain of being stretched, but even now, as the knot stretched her, the pain was wonderful, like a nipple being pinched or twisted.

He eyes went wide and her mouth released a cry of relief and a long “Oooooooooh, god!” as the knot popped past her opening and was completely inside her. Now there were new feelings and sensations and stimulations. She felt incredibly full of cock, the knot suddenly restricting the range of motion of the cock as the dog continued to try to fuck her. When he pulled back, she felt her pussy being stretched away from body. When he thrust back into her, she felt the cock and knot slide, filling her. But, there was another sensation. The cock and knot continued to enlarge, continued to leak pre-cum into her pussy. It was an amazing feeling, the cock growing, swelling; the knot swelling larger as it was inside her. Then, she felt the cock twitch inside her, the dog thrusting hard at her, going rigid against her. That was when her own body erupted, orgasming around the cock and knot inside her, her pussy walls clamping around them, releasing her fluids. The combination increased the climax for both and she shook, her arms and legs quivering in response. Her mind flashed an imagine to her, she was cumming on her first dog cock.

While tied to their respective dogs, Bobbi and Annie held hands and quietly related their individual experiences with shared understanding and enthusiasm. Until … Bobbi asked the question, “We knew there were three dogs and two of us. Does the other dog wait?”

Annie looked up at her and shook her head. “No. That wouldn’t be fair. Besides, Jake is ready to go, too.”

Annie volunteered to mate with the third dog and Bobbi and Jake knew they had a bitch on their hands. Jake loved Bobbi doggy style alongside Annie and the last dog. After, while Annie was still tied to the dog, Bobbi lay in Jake’s arms and they watched the two finish.

It is still light as they make their way from the barn to the house. Annie was giggling and Jake had to ask why. Her response set the tone for more discussion.

Giggling at the thought of giving her answer, “I have dog cum running down my thighs. It’s amazing how much cum they shoot out.” He was holding the hands of both women, all of them returning to the house naked, carrying their clothes.

He chuckled, “I take it you enjoyed that.”

“Oh my god! That is so different. I wouldn’t give you up for anything, Jake. But it is so …”

“Different.”

“Yeah!” They all laughed.

Bobbi got towels to put on the couch seat, Jake got some bourbon for each of them. Annie was in the middle, again. She was anticipating a follow-up to the discussion they had in the car, this time with Jake. She hoped it was now. And, it was.

Jake started it, putting his arm around Annie, rubbing her arm, his fingers extended to also touch Bobbi. “Bobbi said that you two talked about more than the dogs, which was amazing by the way. Maybe I’m perverted, but there must be something about watching beautiful women being mated by a****ls.” Both women smiled and shared a kiss. Their hands were on each other’s thighs, gently stroking. “I understand there was also an awkward moment or two around the discussion of you and letting yourself go. The whole question if that made you a slut.” He used a finger to raise her chin up to look down into her eyes. “We love you, Annie. We want you to be happy and fulfilled.”

She smiled timidly at him. This was building to the part she was waiting for. Bobbi said that Jake had an idea, a proposal for her in the family. “It’s okay. We talked through it. It’s just that … well … letting go and doing whatever just seems slutty, that was all. I know it isn’t meant as cheap and dirt. But, Bobbi said you had an idea, that would open me up to experience things and be safe and in control.”

“Honey, that’s exactly the key. You love sex! We know that. I think Tommy saw that. You were willing and eager to have sex even with a friend or two for fun, relaxed, and comfortable. The mistake he and his friends made was to treat you like a submissive. You are not that. You might not jump in to take charge like I would or Bobbi would, but you are still strong enough to know what you want and don’t want. You might not have been strong enough or certain enough about yourself to leave him when they wanted to dominate you, make you do things you really didn’t want to do, but you are strong in your way. You didn’t want to mate with the dog for them, but you just did it twice with our dogs.”

“It was my choice.”

“Exactly. You weren’t pushed. The idea was presented and you were excited, then you wanted it. And it was beautiful.”

“So, what’s your idea?”

“My idea …” he looked at Bobbi and she nodded, “my idea is that you ACT like a slut here at the ranch. You experience whatever you want, when you want, as it is available. It is all up to you; but what I thought you might have fun with is to be naked whenever possible. Now that we are settling in for good here, we may start having visitors, but the locked gate will always be the barrier to surprises. You like the dogs. You like us loving you. Your being naked will have you available and ready for us touch, to love or fuck, for the dogs to lick or fuck. I’m not saying you spend the day, every day, having sex. We have too much work around here and Bobbi is gone half the time. I’m just saying that you have the option … whenever.”

Bobbi said, “I think I see her answer.” They both looked at her questioningly. “Look at her nipples.” They were hard nubs.

Annie giggled, “Yeah, well, my pussy is tingling now, too.”

* * * CHAPTER 8 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.