The coed's wild ass

CHAPTER TEN

For Lydia the ordeal was over for a while. She rocked back on her heels, sitting on her legs and turning her face away from the triumphant Rick. She held her belly tightly and spat out the remainder of his jizz on to the floor. She felt her face flushing, while the big man flicked his cock free of the last drop of jizz, then slipped it back into his tight-fitting trousers.

"Not bad head, but I've had better," he commented as he turned to watch Tina's final throes of agony. The brunette was humping back against the big dog now. He was pile-driving his cock into her asshole. His rubbery red prong was slick with its own juices as it pulled the shitter out then moved it back in. In and out, in and out, faster and faster the Setter's prong fucked the brunette's ass. Lydia turned around and watched in growing fascination as Tina's fingers clawed the loose dirt and hay of the barn floor. A thin film of perspiration coated her belly, legs and arms. Her head shook violently as she felt her clitty shaft stiffening under the animal's brutal attack. She wasn't about to cum. But just to feel her cunny heating up again was a pleasure.

"Ohhh!" Tina cried, smiling a weak smile at Lydia. Then one look at the blonde's startled face brought her back to reality. Fucked in the ass and by a dog! She dragged her hands to her face, covering her eyes in shame as the Setter howled, reached forward and nipped the back of her neck.

Shrieking with pain and fear Tina lurched forward once more to try to escape the prong. But it was too late. She felt the animal's dick jerk violently several times, then balloon out. In an instant she felt his long, wet spurts shooting into her ass. It was like getting an enema of hot, thick syrup. She cried out. Her shrieks becoming low throaty moans of horror as the Setter growled and fired over and over again the hot load in his big hot nuts.

"God! God! God!" Tina cried as she felt the shots of cum die down. The big Setter pulled out of her ass quickly. Moving alongside Lydia and curling up next to her thigh he began licking his shrinking cock.

"Okay blondie, you're next," Rick said to Lydia as Tina fell onto her belly, then rolled on her side. She curled up in a fetal position, hugging her knees against her small child-like titties and sobbed softly to herself.

"What? What now? What in God's name can you do to me?" Lydia asked defiantly. She had been so violated, humiliated and degraded the blond felt there was little else they could do to humiliate her more.

"Come on. Jack, you stay with the little brunette. You like her anyway," Rick said, jerking his head up in a gesture for Lydia to follow him.

She had been so conditioned by his domination of her spirit that she followed him obediently from the barn with Doug.

"We'll let you go after this. It's the last thing," Rick said. Lydia felt her heart leap up with joy. She and Tina didn't have to worry about escaping. They'd let them go. She wanted to get away. To hide her face in shame from the rest of the world forever. They could go on doing what they were doing in this compound for as long as they liked. All she wanted was to get away in one piece with her friend.

"Right there," Rick said, stopping in front of a far stall. They had walked some time in silence out into the cold night air. Lydia was still naked and felt her flesh puckering from contact with the brisk temperature. She had been hugging her titties and rubbing her upper arms to generate heat. Her ankle still bothered her and the stones cut into her feet. They had walked past the garden, along the path she had come up earlier from the town square. Several stalls stood on the left side of the path. Most were empty. A few had chickens, a rooster and an occasional goat or two sitting peacefully on the hay.

Lydia couldn't understand what Rick was talking about until they reached the last stall. A small hurricane lamp hung from a wooden peg high on the rear wall. Enough light was thrown in the stall for the blonde to see a large jackass standing peacefully in the middle. In an instant Lydia could see it was a male. His large rounded cock was covered with pieces of straw and stubble while his long tail swished contentedly back and forth.

"What…?" she began, then turned and looked at Rick and Doug smirking at her.

"Jack doesn't have the stomach for this. But there ain't nothing like seeing a woman strap on old Tim here," Rick said, reaching down and grabbing Lydia by the wrists at the same time. In a flash the blonde realized what they were going to do to her.

"Oh God! No!" she cried, staggering back as far as she could. She pulled away wildly. She thrashed her body back and forth, her hanging titties swaying back and forth from the violence of her struggle. Lydia cried out, sobbing and choking as she tried to twist her way free of Rick's hard grip. But he held on to her too tightly. Quickly he and Doug pushed her into the stall, stroking the big jackass' neck slowly while telling Lydia not make so much noise.

"It'll be easier if you don't fight. Tim here's a might scared of women who shake around. A couple have been hurt," Rick warned.

"You've done this before to others?" Lydia cried out in disbelieving horror, her eyes going from man to man, then finally resting on the soft, big brown eyes of the staring jackass.

His thick upper lip was peeled back, a revealing row of strong, yellowed teeth. It looked like an insane grin. She felt her skin crawl as she looked down and saw the animal's funnel-shaped cock begin to twitch. They had done nothing. But her naked appearance in the stall was enough to excite the beast.

"Tina…?" she started to ask, looking searchingly at the men.

"Too small. But you're just right," Rick said pinning her arms tightly behind her and holding them against her back as he moved her to the animal's head. Lydia cringed back, turning her head as she felt the jackass' warm, moist breath blow against her titties. She felt her pussy wink shut with horror as the donkey brayed loudly twice, then stepped hesitatingly forward and opened his powerful mouth.

Was he going to take a bite out of her jugs? She would put nothing past him or these men behind her. Instead she watched as his bright pink tongue fell from his rubbery lips, then moved upward as it lapped her titties.

"Ugghhh!" Lydia cried, her spine crawling with sickening revulsion as she felt his hot spittle dribble across her belly and titties. The force of that sandy lick pushed her boobs almost up to her throat, then let them jiggle down to their original position.

The cool night breeze made the wet spittle coating her titties feel as if it were freezing to her goosefleshed skin. The mule backed away and stared at her, braying once more as he saw her eyes rolling wildly.

"Oh God! Don't make me do that with him! Please, don't!" Lydia pleaded. But her pleas met only with laughter.

The jackass moved forward again, sticking his tongue out once more and lapping at the woman's belly. Lydia shuddered as that incredibly thick, rough-feeling tongue slid across her navel, bathing her lower stomach in a thick layer of saliva. He lapped and lapped again, occasionally rubbing his thick rubbery lips against her flesh. The blonde could feel his thick, stone-like teeth against her skin.

"Okay honey, around to the back. Doug, you hold him until he gets used to her," Rick said as he pushed Lydia roughly to the mule's rounded asscheeks.

"You bastard!" she mumbled through her clenched teeth as she stumbled around, then fell on to her knees. Rick told her to stroke him hard. When she refused, he boxed her ears, then shoved her down roughly. Breathing heavily, feeling as if the sky were about to fall in on her, the blonde pushed herself back up from the ground. She brushed back her hair, then scooted closer to the animal's stomping hindquarters and reached up toward the mule's hanging cock and balls.

She almost retched at the stench of stale shit and piss wafting from under the moving jackass' big, black, ball-shaped sacs. His belly heaved and his sides drew in and out with excitement. Rick said nothing, occasionally looking at Doug up front and winking as Lydia moved the back of her fingers up and down over the leathery foreskin of the mule's prick.

While Rick told her to hurry up, Lydia moved her hands up and slid them under the mule's twitching balls. She felt the stiff hairs sticking from the undersides of his balls as she reached for the animal's semi-rigid cock. As soon as her fingertips brushed against the monstrous stalk, the mule brayed again and shook with excitement.

Doug said something soothing in the jackass' pricked ears and stroked his powerful neck while Lydia kept moving her hands up and down the mule's prick.

"You're getting him going," Rick said mockingly. Lydia looked up. The animal's belly was heaving up and down more rhythmically while she could feel his prick start to grow hot and stiff under her manipulation. His previous stomping stopped. He stood quietly, his brown eyes glistening with excitement while he enjoyed the blonde's jacking off.

"Go on and lick on that stick," Rick said reaching down and pushing her head toward the stiff prong.

Lydia felt her belly turn over. But what could she do? Holding the big dark-brown rounded head with both hands and lowering her head down to its level, the gasping, gulping woman twisted around until her lips were opposite the foul-smelling dickhead.

It was almost the same size as a human male's although the stalk directly above it was much longer and certainly much rougher to the touch. Sucking in a deep breath Lydia opened her mouth, fighting down the desire to gag as she took the big, brown bulbous cockhead into her mouth.

"Yeah," Rick said in a long, low sigh as he reached between his legs and started massaging his stiffening prong.

To see a woman humiliated this way, to actually see a woman getting it on with an animal of this size was his biggest turn-on. He'd kill to see something like this. And God only knows how many times he had forced women to perform this degrading, insulting, horrifying act for him and his friends.

Lydia said nothing as she took just the first few hot inches of mule-meat into her mouth. It was hot and tough-tasting, not at all like the feel and taste of Rick's prong. She let her front teeth scrape gently along on the jackass' dick as her hand rubbed across the hot hairy bottoms of Tim's sacs.

This time the mule balked, braying loudly once more while his body quivered with excitement. The mule seemed to be enjoying this new experience. His brown, thick dickstalk was fully extended, the foreskin fitting tightly around the steel-hard inner core. Almost every wrinkle had been pulled smooth by the stretching of his prick. "Let's go," Rick said, peering around the jackass' shoulders at Jack.

"Come on, babe," Doug said, laughing as he moved quickly around the mule's hanging head and grabbed at her right leg.

"Oh God," Lydia cried, resigned to her fate as she let the dickhead slip out from between her lips. She twisted her head around, rotating her ass as she threw out her hands and tried to scratch her assailants. No, she couldn't let herself be willingly fucked by that horrible animal.

"Come on," Rick repeated, raising his hand and holding it threateningly above her head. "You haven't fought off the rest of the shit we did to you. This is just a piece of cake for a bitch like you."

Lydia felt the blow of that remark. It was true. She'd come into Sturbridge Village as just another college coed, in fact more innocent than most. And in a few hours she had been changed into unchained nympho.

The shock of that realization made her relax, and that was all Rick and Doug needed. Twisting her around they knocked her once more to her knees, dazing the blonde while they rolled her to her hands and feet. While Rick held her down Doug walked to one corner of the stall and pulled out an overturned orange crate. Sliding it under the animal he forced Lydia's legs up on the splintered top surface. Both men had trouble keeping her steady until she regained full consciousness.

"You stay up there, baby," Rick said, keeping his head down under the mule's underbelly. Lydia felt the animal's stomach pressing down hard against her back. Her ass was tilted high up in the air and pressing against the inner thighs of the braying animal. She could feel his thick cock brushing against her right leg.

A thrill of horror rippled through her body. It was almost done. The final, ultimate, horrible fuck.

Lydia sobbed in horror as she felt the hot, tough skin of the mule's dick bounce against her pussy-lips.

"No, no, no!" she cried, wishing time would fly by so she could get through this incident quickly. Sucking in a deep breath, Lydia waited for the beginning of her ordeal.

"I was gonna tell you to relax, baby, but you've taken so much in your cunt you won't have any trouble," Rick jeered. Lydia shuddered again when she felt that slick, thick meaty dickhead press up against her pussy-lips. The men were pulling her closer toward the cock.

The big mule meanwhile was swaying back and forth, stomping his hindquarters as he was trying to get his cock into what he knew was a hot slit for him. Unlike a dog, the jackass couldn't maneuver so well. Lydia was crouching on the crate but the cock of that animal was longer than the Setter's and thus was harder to be pulled back into the blonde's snatch.

Yet somehow old Tim was making it. Lydia let out a low groan of despair as she felt that big knob press harder against her cunt-lips. She could feel those outer labes being pushed in, puckering down with the pressure from the jackass' dick.

Her belly heaved. Her lungs expanded until she thought they would blow apart. Every muscle in her body stretched painfully and tensed as the animal continued to push its dick against her reluctant twat.

"OHHHHHH!" Lydia cried, her body shaking mightily as she felt the bulbous tip slide easily into her box after the muscles ringing her pussy collapsed and surrendered to the pressure.

"Just like taking a regular cock," Rick sarcastically as he watched that near-black dickmeat slide slowly but steadily past her rosy cunt-lips into her box. Lydia's legs trembled but remained on the crate as the mule's prick disappeared into the depths of her welcoming body.

Rick was excited as hell now. He pulled down his zipper once more and pulled out his prick. Even though he had just cum minutes ago he was jacking off once more. His eyes riveted onto the fucking scene inches in front of him. Doug too was fascinated, massaging his cock through his thick Levi's material while the blonde continued to swallow more mule-meat in her snatch.

The dick was sinking into her with audible squishy sounds. She felt as if some giant rod were being stuck into her, stuffing her while splitting her apart. She felt the breath go out of her as sweat slicked down every inch of her body.

"Uhhhh!" Lydia cried as half the jackass' dick was finally buried in her. She held her breath, then let it out with a gasp as she fought to keep from screaming. Her ass hurt. Her titties throbbed as if she were being fucked by a man. The mule's cock slid further up her snatch.

"Stop it! Oh God! Please stop it!" Lydia cried. How much more dickmeat was there to go? Every inch driven into her made her brain burn with more and more terror. What would happen to her? Were they going to make him cum inside her? Wouldn't an animal's cockjuice infect her somehow? Wouldn't all that hot, milky cum spattering inside her violated twat do something to her as a woman? She tried to blot out the horrors that might await her in the future as the mule buried the final inches of his leathery dork in her snatch.

"Look at her. She can't get enough," Rick taunted.

Lydia indeed looked as if she were turning on to the beast. Her eyes were glazed over, rolling around in her head. Sweat streamed freely from her forehead and under her arms. She slid her tightly clenching pussy up and down the animal's stiff, throbbing rod.

"Uhhhhh!" Lydia cried again as her belly tightened with revulsion.

The mule started backing up, then moving forward. In and out, in and out, faster and faster the mule's jerking dork reamed out Lydia's tight-clenching snatch, stretching it to an unbelievable width as her shrieks turned to sobs of horror.

"Yeah, babe, yeah," Rick moaned, jerking his stiff cock to orgasm. He was turning on to her sick humiliation, to the bestiality he was forcing on her.

She tried to turn her head away from the man but found a sick fascination in his red, sweaty, excited face. They were all taking part in an unholy act of perversion, and there was a kind of ugly brotherhood in it.

"Ohhhh!" Lydia groaned, her head hanging down now until her chin was touching her upper chest. She could feel the mule swaying drunkenly against her back and legs. She could feel his jerking prong, vibrating, swelling and throbbing inside her. It felt as if he were about to shoot his load in her. Then it came. A fat, sticky cannonball of mule-cum spurting out of his buried dickhead and spattering against her stretched, slick cuntal walls. Then another came and another until Lydia could feel her snatch being stuffed up with the animal cock-liquid.

"Ahhh!" she cried in horror as the mule brayed in triumph. His sleek body shook with passion. His sides heaved in and out faster and faster as the veins surrounding his dickroot expanded fully with lust. The cumming lasted several seconds. The animal's balls dumped their load into Lydia's pussy.

When he had finished, Rick and Doug quickly moved under the animal, dragging Lydia roughly away. Tim moved to the far end of the stall and leaned heavily against the side wall.

Rick's cock was still standing out stiff from the opening in his fly. With donkey jizz still leaking from between her flabby cunt-lips Rick threw the woman down on her knees, twisted her flush face up and shoved his dork into her mouth again. Without fully realizing it Lydia was swallowing the cum again.

Retching and spitting out Rick's cum, Lydia then found herself in Doug's tight grip. His hands roughly held her head while he unzipped his trousers. He yanked out his thin but very long prick and shoved in between her compressed lips. He only had to jab his cock in and out of her mouth twice before his jizz spurted down into her belly.

Both men zipped up, looking at one another and then at Lydia.

"Okay babes, you can get out of here," Rick said, bending down and picking her up. Lydia said nothing, still spitting out the pungent-tasting jizz from her mouth. Cum still trickled down from her sore snatch-lips, down her inner thighs to her ankles.

"What makes you think we won't go to the authorities?" Lydia blurted out. She realized planting ideas like that wasn't the wisest thing to do. Yet after her disgusting humiliation she felt she had to get some kind of revenge over these men.

"You won't. Just what would you tell them? You think you could sit through a rape trial? Especially this kind of rape trial? Baby, we'd give every detail of what happened. You might get us convicted, but what'd they think about you and your friend getting it on with dogs and mules? You wouldn't be able to go nowhere with that hanging over your heads," Rick reasoned as they marched the blonde back to the barn.

Lydia thought over what he had said as she walked into the warm building and hurried over to her semi-conscious friend. Yes, the same thought had occurred to her earlier. But if no one said anything these men would continue trapping young women, doing whatever they wanted to them without worry of being exposed. Someone would have to testify. But who? Would she have the courage to sacrifice her life for justice?

Fortunately that question was almost answered for her in the next few seconds. While she was pulling Tina up from the straw and the three men stood by the half opened door there was the sound of running footsteps outside. Doug, Jack and Rick wheeled around just in time to see Tom and four other men from the compound run in. There was a brief scuffle ending in the subduing of all three tormentors.

"Tom, oh God, I…" Lydia said, rising slowly to her feet and staring at the big man. Tina covered her face in shame, falling into a crumpled, defeated heap while her friend stared blankly at the men.

"Don't say anything," Tom cautioned her.

"How did you know? Why did you take so long?" Lydia said almost angrily. If they known about what was going on, which they obviously did now, why did they wait until now to break in? Every degrading thing possible had been done to her and her friend. She and Tina might as well go home without saying anything more. There was little they could do now.

"Sorry. I didn't know what was happening until the police department stopped by the main entrance a little while ago. Seems I fell asleep after we…" Tom hesitated a bit, lowering his head and blushing.

Lydia giggled nervously. After what she and Tina had been through in the past few hours, that kind of bashfulness seemed out of place.

"After that, I fell asleep. Then when I got up, and started for the main entrance for my car I saw the cops coming in. Seems that one didn't radio in proper and the police were curious. They needed some help getting around the grounds and I offered to guide. We got up to the farm and saw you coming out of the stall with those guys. We figured something was up. Say, what were they doing with you in there?" Tom asked, tilting his head to one side and wrinkling up his forehead.

Lydia felt her head spin and her face flush as Rick, Doug and Jack laughed furiously. In the next few minutes the blonde and her friend were treated to the ultimate humiliation as the three men in tandem related what had happened and how the women had reacted.

Lydia watched the looks of horror creep over the men's faces as they turned their eyes from the men to the women, then back to the men again.

"Whew!" Tom said, shaking his head back and forth after they'd finished. "I don't know."

"We're willing to testify," Lydia suddenly blurted out.

"What?" everyone cried.

"It's no use, Tina. I'm not going to let these animals go on with this. I'll go to court."

"It'll be hell for you," Tom warned as the police led Rick, Doug and Jack out of the barn.

"I just can't let them go on like this," Lydia said, feeling shame at her nakedness now.

"Here," Tom said, looking around and finding several woolen blankets stacked up in a corner of the barn. He opened them and covered both Lydia and her friend.

"You think there'll be any kind of normal life for me after it's all over?" Lydia asked as Tom led her and Tina from the barn.

"I'll do what I can to make sure there will be one," Tom said consolingly, putting his arm around the trembling young blonde. As Lydia leaned her head against the big man's shoulder and followed him back to the main gate she was sure his words would come true.