To be pack bred by six huge dogs whilst being tied down. Unable to stop them. My primal urge to be helpless as I’m taken like a rag doll. Used. Abus...d. Animals, not caring at my feelings. Just as long as they get there enjoyment. To plant their cocks in any available orifice available and release their boiling seed. To push and pull. To thrust to and fro. In and out. And I was to be recipient of this degrading act. I will really be a slut after this. Posh or just a Plain Slut. No, after this I. I'll just say I fell asleep very satisfied. And in love with a vibrator.The next morning I showered and dressed in a short skirt and tank top. I wore no bra or panties. At nine o'clock sharp, there was a knock on the door. I opened it up and invited Harold in. Now the fun would begin. But again, he surprised me.He picked up his briefcase and said, "Come with me for a ride. I want to show you something." We got in his gorgeous Mercedes convertible and hit the road. He got on the expressway and. After he was done with them, they’d be safe already, just a little used and sexually abused is all. A black cat ran inside the church ahead of them as soon as Robert opened the door and disappeared somewhere within the rows of pews. What should have been taken as a warning by Linda and Emma, Robert suddenly wanting to embrace his religion, the big, full moon, the eeriness of the too quiet night, and now the black cat running in the church ahead of them was not only ignored but not even noticed. I let my hands drop down. He kissed me again. Trailing kisses down my neck to the edge of my bra...driving me crazy. He looked up at me and a shiver ran thru me. He kissed me deeper and harder. I started unbuttoning his shirt. Kissing my way down. I heard him moan and continued. Undoing his belt then the button on his pants. The zipper made a quite sound as I lowered it down. I could feel how hard he was and it made me more excited. I lowered his pants down his legs and off of him. As I kissed.