It was the following day although
Claire had no way of knowing. As her eyes slipped into focus she looked around
but could not focus clearly. She was lying on a bed, that much she knew, but
sensed rather than saw the pure crisp whiteness of everything around her. Her
eyes narrowed as she stared towards the three figures that stood at the foot of
her bed: they were still and silent and she knew they were looking at her.
Then as her head began to swim around once more she flopped back against lace
trimmed pillows and drew
some deep breaths into her lungs. It didn't help. Her head still spun as if
she'd been heavily sedated, or was drunk.
"Hello Claire, welcome back."
"Wha . . . where . . I ..." Claire tried to
speak but the words choked in her dry throat.
"Yes, i'ts difficult to speak, but don't be afraid. Those awful effects
you're feeling will be gone in just a few more minutes. I'm afraid they're an
unavoidable side effect of the pregnancy drug we gave you."
Anne came to sit on the bed beside her and the two men remained where they
were.
Claire opened her eyes, focussed on Anne, and with some difficulty managed to
prop herself up on her elbows. "Wha..
" Claire coughed and started to speak once more, although her words
sounded short and forced. "What are you going to do to me?" She said
as she looked into Anne's face. "I'm going to help you."
Anne replied. "Help me?" Again she stared at Anne and focussed here
eyes. It was difficult, but becoming easier to see clearly. "You ... help
me? You bitch, you ..."
"No!"Anne interrupted, "you're the bitch my dear, or had you
forgotten your purpose here?" The angry look slipped quickly from Anne's
face and she continued to speak once more in an overly friendly tone. "You
offered us your tits Claire if we didn't give you to the dog again, do you
remember?" Claire's eyelids closed, her lips tightened. Anne smiled.
"I see you do remember. We turned them down," Anne took hold
of Claire's arm and shook her lightly, "we turned down your offer because
you are going to take our dog again. You do recall everything we said
don't you Claire?" "Bitch." Claire spat
back, but Anne merely smiled. "It's time to get puppy pregnant." Anne
said bluntly, "now, do you want me to help you or not?"
Claire finally opened her eyes. "You, help me. You're the bitch who's
doing all this to me. Do you really expect me to believe you or listen to a
single sick word that comes out of your slimy mouth?" Claire shook her
head and turned away sharply. "Very well brave one. Have it your way. I
was going to give you a sedative to make it easier on you, but now you can
forget that. You'll take the dog, and you'll feel ever damn jiggle of his stick
inside you." Anne's voice was razor sharp, her words designed to cut.
She turned and looked across her shoulder towards the men. "Pull the bitch
down
the bed and hold her there, I'm going to enjoy watching this." Almost
paralysed with fear Claire felt rough and powerful hands lift her to the bottom
of the bed and pull her legs apart. "Please . . . no! NO!" Claire shrieked
as she struggled, "PLEEEESE NOOOOHH..."
"Open her legs wide." Anne said viciously, "and you'd better tie
the bitches arms real tight. I want her really spread
and helpless." Then, as Claire screamed and rocked Anne hurriedly pushed
Claire's nightdress up her body until it was just beneath her breasts and as
she leant forwards her eyes met Claire's.
"Nice tits ... let's see them bounce a bit shall we?" She pushed the
night-dress up over Claire's breasts, baring them then slipped behind the men
and dropped onto the bed above Claire and looked into her face.
Even upside down she could tell that it was contorted with fear. "Now
bring it in," she said.
This time it was Adam who held her knees apart until his colleague returned
with the dog and as soon as she saw it Claire started to fight against him and
her bonds, swinging her hips and shoulders wildly, but within a few more
seconds the dog had been positioned with its front legs on the bed so that it
towered over
her belly. "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Claire
slammed her head back against the mattress and struggled against the straps.
Claire's tear filled eyes focused on Anne. She was in turmoil, mentally
paralysed. And Anne knew it. With a sadistic smile she said, "now it's going to screw you bitch."
Anne nodded and the dog was released. Claire screamed and struggled wildly as
she felt the dog stab at her
vaginal area but it quickly found the entrance and sank into her. She bucked as
wildly as she could in an
effort to throw off the dog but her efforts were futile. The dog was in her now
and there was nothing she
could do to stop it fucking her. Again she howled out a long scream of anguish,
but was rewarded by
nothing less than the terrible sensation of the dog's huge shaft abutting
against her cervix.
Sexy isn't it, Anne whispered to her
friends, but already the men were in another world. Anne smiled
knowingly and deftly unzipped each of their flies then eased out the rampant
pricks. Slowly she began to
wank them, finding her own intense satisfaction grow as she did so, her own
arousal growing with each
moment as she watched Claire just lie there, her breasts bobbing as she was
taken by the dog. Five minutes
later two streaks of semen crossed Claire's naked body and the three of the were kneeling on the floor, their
faces beside hers.
Open your eyes bitch, Anne ordered and gripped Claire's cheeks hard until she
looked at them, her body
bobbing on the bed as the animal kept on raping her.
"The .... injection...." Claire stuttered
amidst the rapid thrusts, "it won't work...please ...it won't ... work
....?"
"Oh but of course it will." Anne sniggered. "When he comes he'll
knock you up, it's inevitable I'm afraid."
Claire threw her head from side to side and screamed NO ... but could not stop
the terror from going on and
on.
"How long will it take . . . for her to . . .?
"Give birth?" Anne said, interrupting Greg. She shook her shoulders.
"Same time as any other bitch I'd
guess, maybe eight weeks. Not sure, it was never taken to conclusion in the
laboratory." She gave a short
laugh. "At least not quite like this." Greg's eyes widened in
delight. "Eight weeks, that's all?"
"Uh huh." Anne nodded. "Why, does that excite you?"
The man rubbed his crotch and stared at Claire. "Does she know?"
Anne smiled wickedly and shook her head. "Not yet, but she'll know soon
enough. In a day or two shell
start puking, and after a week or so her belly will start swelling. Then it'll
swell very quickly, maybe
painfully, I don't know. Like I said, its never been done to a woman
before."
When she felt the dog approach its climax Claire she tried to throw it from
her, but the straps held her
firmly. "Now now, Claire." Anne taunted, "its cock has to stay
inside you for a while to let its spunk get right to your womb."
"NNOOOOO .......... NOOooooooooooo....." Claire screamed.
The dog seemed to quicken it's thrusts for just a few brief seconds and then it
was over. Claire lay still, virtually rigid and started to sob loudly. She
shook her head from side to side saying 'no' over and over, but it was a full
ten minutes later before it's cock-ball shrank sufficiently to allow it to
dismount the hapless woman.
Claire sobbed hysterically as the men released the straps and tried to bury
herself beneath the bedcovers.
"You can go to sleep now Claire, if you can that is" Anne laughed,
"by now those little wiggling sperms are ell on their to meeting your
eggs. Let's hope they have a very productive time huh?"
