Hours had passed as she wandered past the houses. She was no longer near her neighborhood, but she was looking for the perfect animal. Her eyes locked onto a beautiful tan Labrador that wandered freely in someone’s backyard. The dog was guarded, moving closer only as she held out an offering of lunch meat from her uneaten sandwich earlier. He gobbled it up and sniffed her hand. He licked her palm after a short hesitation and shortly after she was able to pet him.
After confirming the dog’s gender, Candice opened the gate and grabbed the leash from the patio table. He’s not neutered yet, he must be a breeder. She secured it to his collar and led him out of his boundary, down the alley. I am going to be his bitch. Her heart danced with excitement as she found a secluded area where two garages obscured the view from the end of the alleyway. It was overgrown, so the only way she would be caught is if someone walked close by.
Finally, this was her chance. His light fur felt incredibly soft as she moved her hand along the back of his neck. She pet the dog for a long while before she looked at his nametag. “Buster? I bet some snot nosed little brat named you… But you love them don’t you? Don’t you?” She baby talked to the gentle giant as she wrapped his leash upon a nearby post. Candice breathed deeply and unfastened her shorts. She slid them to her ankles and knelt upon the grassy patch that extended between the garages.
Buster watched as she got into position. On all fours, she patted her butt, enticing him to come forward. The dog’s wet nose tickled as it searched between her legs, sniffing her womanhood before licking it a few times. It feels amazing! Candice loved his rough tongue sliding across her lips. The dog pulled back, and she was afraid he might be giving up. Candice turned to see him shuffling forward, his pulsing pink cock ready to penetrate her. “Fuck me like a dog.” She spoke softly.
The Labrador jumped upon her. He clawed her a few times as he tried to pull himself forward. Candice yelped as he shifted, pushing her down, causing her legs to fold under his weight. The beast straddled her, humping her wildly as she waited, crumpled beneath him. His hard shaft finally found her excited pussy, slipping in and out with no regard for her. It doesn’t really feel good, but I am glad to have accomplished this in my life. Candice endured as the large dog fucked her relentlessly. He panted as he pumped his bulbous shaft in and out of her open pussy. She could sense that he neared completion.
He shifted and she felt him press in at an odd angle and then he fell out completely. Frustrated, Candice leaned lower resting her head on her hands with her ass high. Buster pumped wildly, trying to find the spot again. Sudden pressure caused her to groan, as she knew what was coming. The dog slipped his rod into her backdoor, causing Candice to squeal and jerk forward.
She buckled, grunting as she balled her fists. “That was my ass, you shithead!” She felt the heat of his cock slapping against her back as he continued humping. She drew a sharp breath and lifted herself, holding her butt as high as he allowed. “Just give me a second.” She could feel him prodding against her thighs and with her helping hand he was able to find the right hole again. The first thrust caused her to tense, but the following were smooth, quick strokes. It didn’t last very much longer, and she smiled as she felt the warmth flowing into her.
The happiness was short lived, as something swelled inside her. She gathered all her might and pushed him up, but the angle and his weight were too much for her. The dog dropped back in place. Growling and nipping next to her ear, making sure she knew her place. Oh no, I’m trapped and he’s still shooting stuff in me! Why did it grow? She struggled again and yelped as he unintentionally clawed her arm, biting next to her head once again. Candice waited as she felt more of his warm seed pulsing into her. The dominant beast finally crawled off and walked behind her. She felt a strong tug as the swollen ball upon his shaft kept him connected. “Fuck this hurts!” He seemed irritated, as he was forced to find a comfortable stance to wait until he was fully empty.
Candice was equally distressed, waiting and hoping no one would waltz by. About ten minutes passed until he shrank enough to come uncoupled. Candice pulled her shorts up and felt her back. Her hand came back with dried blood and she knew her appearance would raise many questions. But, she still decided to be responsible. She unwound the leash and walked the dog back to the owner’s yard, attempting to avoid people as she walked. Luckily no one had noticed that she had borrowed Buster. She let him back into the fenced yard and tossed his leash near the table. She used the hose on the side of the home to clean up a bit before making the long trek back to her place.
She inspected her scratched arm. Buster’s seed was still collecting in her panties. I don’t know why I did that, but it was worth it.
Ashley knew the conference would go poorly. Even though I’m pissed at him I can’t ruin his life. I have to be the one to fix his mistakes. She waited across the road, sitting under a tree with her homework. Sure enough, Jack’s dad came out with handcuffs on and the officer placed him in the back. The man got in on the passenger side, so she chose to wait. It didn’t take long before his mother came out in the same state.
Ashley closed her book and slipped it into her bag. The man had just finished helping the Jack’s mother inside when she arrived. The other officer watched her approach as he held the door open. “Something we can help you with?”
“I command you both to drive down the block and wait until the Social Service worker leaves. Once she is no longer visible, I want you to bring those two back here, uncuff them and leave them. Imagine that they were found completely innocent. It was all just a big misunderstanding.”
They agreed and she leaned down, looking into the backseat. “I want you two to stop having sex with your kids. You got a second chance tonight, and remember that they determined that it was all a big misunderstanding.” She closed the door and said nothing as she headed back to her lookout point.
The car moved down the road a few blocks before circling back around and pulling to the side. Easy as pie. Ashley resumed her homework and waited.
“Alma, may I have a word with you?” Principal Hyun spoke softly.
“Of course.” They moved into the kitchen. Jack pressed his hands against his face in frustration. Steph and Hank were consoling his crying sister and his parents had just been escorted to jail. He turned to the kitchen. Those two did this to me.Fuming, he got up and approached the room where the women talked privately. He stopped as he could hear them speaking around the corner.
“You didn’t need to make such a show of it, though.”
“Mrs. Hyun, I know what I am doing. I had to show him that they are gone and that what they did is wrong.” Jack could barely hear the woman. “I know it isn’t the most honorable way to do this, but it is necessary.”
“I hope you are right.”
Alma turned the corner, surprised by the boy. “I don’t know what you heard, but-“
“I know my parents are good people. Nothing you can do will change that and I will find some way to make you suffer.”
Karen came closer, holding Jack’s shoulder as she sniffled. “It’s over for now, we have to go.” Jack couldn’t think straight. That bitch ruined any hope of a normal life. His body seemed disconnected as he hit the social worker, with moderate force, in the boob. He had instant remorse as he watched her stumble back against the wall, clutching her hefty breast.
The silence hung for a moment before she finally spoke. “I should bring you up on charges, but I know you’re already destined for a life of trouble. I know it will come without my help.”
Hank held him from hitting the woman again. “Come on, we need to go.”
Alma watched the new family leave. I shouldn’t have said that, but it’s the truth. She bid farewell to Mrs. Hyun and gathered her paperwork after some time, she was able to calm down from the encounter. She rubbed her bruised breast. I shouldn’t be rattled by this sort of child abuse any more, but I just can’t fathom why both parents would be so heartless. She took the house key as she grabbed the handle on the front door. A man blocked her exit, causing Alma to yelp in fright.
“Oh, I’m sorry, ma’am. I was just coming to visit after the fuss died down.” Alma’s eyes were wide and her knuckles white as she held the binder. She noticed everyone else had left, but at least the sun was up and people were nearby. The man continued, “Sorry, I’m from down the street. I’m just a concerned parent wondering what is going on.” His smile seemed warm and friendly.
“Oh, it’s fine, you just startled me is all.” She couldn’t divulge case details, but a little info might set his mind to ease. “The parents were taken in for questioning and the children are with family. I cannot say anymore.”
The man looked concerned. “Oh, I understand, I just hope it all turns out okay.” His buzz cut black hair and week grown beard framed close-set eyes and high-set cheekbones. His prominent ears somehow added to his handsome appearance. A father. Not for you, Alma. “I never would have guessed they could be capable of such a thing.”
“I can’t believe both parents were doing it, usually it is only one and the other just accepts it.” You said too much, don’t say another word!
“Yeah, you never know what kind of people you’re dealing with, I guess.”
She agreed and said goodbye, stepping back inside, locking the door. Paranoia got the best of her as she watched the man walking away through the peep hole. Once she deemed it safe, she stepped outside, locked the door, and got into her car.
Ashley watched the man walk away and she prepared to stop the social worker. She was starting across the street as the short woman hurried to her car and quickly drove away.
Crap! Ashley knew she had messed up: over half of the people had gotten away from the meeting without her intervention. She set out to find Jack first. Tomorrow is Saturday, so I will find the social worker and the principal then. She walked quickly to Jack’s aunt and uncle’s. His aunt Stephanie greeted her.
“Jack isn’t doing well, come back tomorrow.”
Ashley commanded her to step aside and follow her to the living room. She found his uncle and commanded them in the same way she had directed the cops. Just a misunderstanding. The kids can go back home once they got a phone call from the social worker. Upstairs she noticed Karen wasn’t in her room, so she knocked on Jack’s door.
Jack opened the door, his eyes red and melancholy. It broke Ashley’s heart to see him like this, but she knew it was for the best. She stepped in and sat beside him upon the bed. She gave him commands and watched the sadness slowly turn into happiness. Soon he will be back with his parents again. She asked where Karen might be, but he had no clue. I guess I’ll find her tomorrow too.
They talked for a while, both happy that Jack would see his parents again. She watched his hopeful eyes and cute grin. He shoved her playfully after he told a stupid joke. I could command him to have sex with me right now. Ashley realized the irony. I’m thinking like he was! What is wrong with me!? Tears welled up in her eyes. “I have to go.”
Jack was clearly perplexed. “Why? Is it something I said?”
“No, I just forgot about something. It’s nothing you did, I swear!” Ashley tripped as she started out of the room. She hopped up and ignored Jack’s questions, bounding through the door, down the stairs, and out of the house. Tears ran down her face as she thought of how she nearly forced her friend into sex. I’m not that kind of person!
It was dark by the time she got to her place. She had stopped crying and took some solace in knowing that she didn’t do what she had wanted with Jack. I need to keep myself in line, I have to control myself and I will use the command rod responsibly. She passed her father and went upstairs. It was a little early, but she decided to get ready for bed. I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow.
She brushed her teeth and put on her nightgown. As she took off her clothes, she noticed the lack of weight in her pocket. It’s not here! She double checked but it was obvious that she had lost the command rod. Shit, shit, shit! Where could it… I dropped it at Jack’s when I tripped! She knew it was too late to head back over there. Stupid shallow pockets! She decided that she had no choice but to try tomorrow, hoping Jack didn’t find it first. Wait, what am I worried about? I can get it back whenever I want.
Relieved by the thought, she moved to her bedroom and started putting her clothes away. A hand came around her mouth, muffling her scream. “I’m going to take my hand away, don’t scream.” He slowly peeled his fingers back and turned her around. The man she saw earlier at Jack’s parent’s home watched her. “We’re going to talk and if you make too much noise then it will end badly, understand?”
He directed her to sit on the bed and he sat in her computer chair. “Where is it?”
“What are you talking about?”
He pursed his lips, nodding as he looked to the wall. “You have a black metal rod that forces people to do your bidding. Where is it?”
“How do you know?”
The man sighed deeply. “I will ask one final time. After I ask, you will tell me. If you don’t, I will get angry and I will do something bad. I sincerely don’t want to harm you, your father, or anyone else you know, but I will if I must. Now, where is it?”
Ashley was shaking, finally understanding the danger she was in. “I-I don’t know, I dropped it on my way here.”
The man nearly became upset, but instead he suddenly calmed. “I believe you. Care to ask why?” She nodded sheepishly. “If you did have the scepter then you would have tried to use it on me. I know you’re a good person, Ashley. I am here to get that rod and honestly that’s all I want. If you help me find it then I will go away without another word.” A knock interrupted their talk. The man gestured to the door as he stood. “Don’t tell him about me.”
“Just a minute!” Ashley yelled. The man quietly stepped into her closet and pulled the slatted doors closed. She stood by the clothes she had been putting away. “Come in.”
Her dad stepped in and closed the door. “How are you, honey?”
“Good.” She put her underwear into a drawer.
“You kind of stormed past me, is something wrong?”
She stopped, looking at the last shirt to be put away. Of course it goes in the closet… Along with the man who might kill us at any moment. She set it aside, “I’ll wear this tomorrow.”
“What is the matter?” She sat on the bed next to her concerned father. “Is it school?” She shook her head. “Is it a boy?”
She could feel the man’s stare from the closet. “I don’t want to talk about it now, okay?”
“Sweetie, I don’t know what’s bothering you, but I’m just trying to help.” He put his arm around her shoulder. “I think any boy would be lucky to have you.” He beamed as he looked into her eyes.
Ashley could see the bulge in his boxers. He smells amazing and his voice is so damned sexy, but it is so incredibly wrong to think of him that way. “Dad, I need to go to bed.” He moved in and planted a kiss on her lips. “Dad, we shouldn’t.”Especially with that creep in there.
Her father pulled back and stood. “Ashley, did you do the dishes tonight?”
“Uh, no, I forgot.”
“Well, I’m sorry, but I have to punish you.”
He lifted her up and turned her around. She put her elbows upon the bed as she bent down. Is he seriously going to…? He slapped her ass lightly. He hasn’t spanked me since I was kid! She braced for the next one, which was a little stronger. He continued striking her posterior repeatedly and then stopped without a word. She breathed heavily, expecting more to follow.
She felt her panties move aside and she didn’t even look back, knowing what was coming. Her father’s hot throbbing cock slipped smoothly into her damp pussy. Ashley hated herself, but it felt wonderful. As terrible as this is, I like when he takes charge.
She knew the man in the closet was getting a show, but at this point there was no way to avoid it. Her father removed her nightgown and grabbed her chest, pulling her upright. He kissed her neck and caressed her modest, perky tits. His cock slid down and popped out as he tried to thrust. She leaned forward and he guided his slippery organ back inside.
Holy shit, that’s my ass! Ashley whimpered as he pushed inside, unaware of which hole he went in. Maybe he does know, maybe he wants me to feel it in my butt. He’s so fucking sexy. Ashley gritted her teeth and fought through the pain, grunting with each slow stroke as he pinched her nipples and bit her neck.
Holding her hips in place, he brought them both down onto the bed. Springs creaked and Ashley bit her lip, enduring the cock buried deep in her ass. “Dad, be gentle!”
He thought she was being playful. “Nope, this is your punishment.” He moved his legs apart for stability and started pounding her without pity. It still hurt, but she knew he wouldn’t last long.
Breathing increased and the depth of the thrusts did as well. Soon, she could tell he was about to finish. “Stay in there.”
She reached down to touch herself. “Don’t pull out, please!”
That seemed to excite him. He grumbled and moved much faster. Within seconds she felt him releasing into her ass. Her skin flushed at the thought of her father ass fucking her. Ashley had no trouble once she touched herself. She moved her hips as much as she could between the bed and her climaxing father.
“Don’t move.” Ashley pressed a finger onto her clit and pushed her hips upward. “Oh, oh, oh.” She had the most intense orgasm of her life. The aftershocks causing frequent gasps. He feels so nice buried in my butt. I love having him draped over me like a blanket. I love this.
Lying on her belly, with her dad on top of her, Ashley looked to the closet, knowing that the man still watched them. With an ass full of cum, she waited motionless until her dad lifted himself. She turned to see the embarrassment on his face. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow.” He thinks he came in my pussy. He handed her the nightgown and left.
She put her gown back on and fixed her underwear as the man reappeared. “I really believe you now. Good luck with that.” The man opened her window and closed it again as he climbed along their rooftop. I hope he doesn’t hurt Jack. What are the chances that he’ll find him before I do? She tried to put the possibilities to the back of her mind as she went to clean up.