Date: Fri, 6 Jun 2003 22:21:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Adam Clarke <sweetchicken69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Duke's Adventures

Duke's Adventures II - A Second Victim

I lived on the outskirts of a small town in a new middle class
subdivision. Literally my backyard was the end of the city. Now I first met
Sara in high school. I was starting my second year when as I was heading
outside for a cigarette at lunch I saw her in the cafeteria. She was
beautiful and I immediately fell for her. Sara was a year younger than me
and had gone to another middle school so I didn't know her or any of her
friends. However, she smoked as well, and the next week we ended up talking
to each other at the smoke pit. She wasn't interested in me I could tell
that; she was definitely a class above myself. About a month into the
school year she moved in three houses down from mine. Being neighbors we
started to walk home from school together and became friends. Sara would
walk Duke (my German Shepard) with me, and would often come over after
dinner to have a smoke with me. It was at this same time that Duke and I
starting our special relationship. Sara took to coming over every Saturday
when my parents went into the city. We would smoke a joint on my patio,
have a smoke or two, talk, then I would make an excuse to have Sara leave
so I could be alone with Duke for the rest of the day. I enjoyed getting
high before Duke would fuck me, it seemed to increase the sensations.

Right before Christmas Sara broke up with her boyfriend. At that point me
and Sara became closer friends. Now I should describe Sara to you. She was
the stereotypical girl-next-door. Short, 5'5 maybe at that time. Shoulder
length light brown hair that would turn blonde in the summer; though she
always had it dyed different colors. She was petit, under 100 pounds, but
not supermodel skinny. Sara had those muscular legs, soccer legs I like to
call them. Beautiful face, perfectly molded, with blue eyes. Her boobs were
the cherries on the cake. Spectacular, perfect size, not huge just right
for her frame. Sara was an introvert though. She didn't have many friends,
she was really picky about who she was friends with.

When she broke up with her boyfriend she confided in me using my shoulder
to cry on. I began to believe that I was why she had broken up with him. I
had always had this crush on her, but could never bring myself up to
telling her; even after she had broken up with him. So we continued the
same as usual, we'd walk home together almost everyday, walk Duke together,
smoke together. Sara still came over every Saturday to smoke a joint and
laugh at my jokes. This continued for the rest of the school year. The
entire time I didn't have a girlfriend, though I didn't really need one
because I had Duke pound my ass every weekend. After Sara left each
Saturday I would walk upstairs into my bedroom, lay out old towels over my
matress, undress, lay on all fours and let Duke fuck my ass. The first
round was always the best because my ass was tight from the weeks rest and
Duke was horny and full of cum from the week. Duke would usually fuck me
four or so times over the day, but sometimes he was up for more. He came to
know when Saturday was and look forward to it. Knowing as soon as I was
naked I was his bitch.

School ended but the usual routine on Saturdays continued. It was a month
into summer when another Saturday that changed everything happened. Sara
came over as usual. We went out on the patio, I rolled a joint, bigger than
usual as I had gotten paid on Friday. We got high together, smoked a
cigarette and laid back talking. It was then I noticed Sara was wearing a
skirt. Sara never wore skirts, always pants, or if a skirt a long ankle
skirt. But this was like a Catholic school girl skirt. Then I saw she was
wearing a really tight fitting t-shirt; not completely usual but weird for
her. We talked and after a while I made my excuse to have Sara leave. I
said, "I have homework to do (I was in summer school having failed math)."
Sara said `alright' but didn't get up to leave. Instead she walked into the
kitchen and got a glass of water, asking where I studied. I was confused
and said in my bedroom and she walked up the stairs. This had never
happened before, Sara had always left after smoking the joint. So I went up
after her, remembering to close the door to my room, because I knew Duke
would come in looking for his bitch! Sara had sat on my bed and started to
read Slaughterhouse 5 that I had laying on my night stand. She asked, "Is
it ok if I just hang around while you study?"

Well I couldn't say no, so I grabbed some school work which I had already
finished and sitting on the opposite side of my bed pretended to
work. After a half hour of this and I was getting anxious, I wanted to get
rid Sara and get Duke on me. Then Sara crawled across the bed half
straddling my back with her knees. She peered over my shoulder asking what
I was doing. Her hands pressed against my shoulder blades and slowly
wrapped around my chest. I didn't know what to think. I mumbled something
about stupid equations and cocked my head to look at her face. My hands
dropped down to her knees on either side of me and we kissed. We had never
kissed, not even friendly cheek kisses before. Neither of us were touchy
feely people. We turned towards one another and began to make out. I moved
my hands across her back making my way to her breasts. She giggled with
excitement as I squeezed and rubbed her boobs. Then I move my hands again
to her back and made my way down to her ass. Down to the back of her
thighs, across to the front them slowly up towards the cunt. However, Sara
positioned her legs as to deny access and I took that as a sign that this
was as far as I could go. Soon after Sara asked, "want to smoke another
joint?"

Without leaving the bed I rolled another joint and we sat embraced on the
bed smoking the joint out the winder. Near the end Sara started coughing
and went to get another glass of water. When she came back I was finished
the joint and was laying on my back against the bed. She straddled my waist
and rubbed my chest with her hands. We began to make out again, but this
time Sara started to rub her waist against mine. The kissing became more
passionate and I took off her shirt and bra. I removed my shirt then
too. She began to sway over my cock, and eventually reached down with her
hand under my shorts. I started towards her cunt but she was already taking
off her skirt, and underneath was pantyless. She helped me work my shorts
off and I lay naked, half erect. I asked her if she had ever done this, she
said no. We kissed again, and it was then I noticed Duke butt his head in
the door. When Sara had returned with her glass of water she hadn't closed
the door completely. She giggled and said hi to Duke. I was worried for a
second but didn't think Duke was try anything; he wasn't used to this. Then
Sara started to slide her head down my chest towards my cock. She said,
"I'm going to suck your cock until your ready." However, the lower down my
waist, the higher her ass raised. As she placed my cock in her mouth I lost
sight of Duke as he walked behind her naked body. I leaned my head back and
closed my eyes as Sara began to give me head. Only seconds later she
stopped and screamed.

While sucking my cock she had arched her back and raised her ass in the
air. Duke knew the smell of arousal and we were both covered in it. The
sight of Sara's ass reminded him of my raised ass and he pounced. He jumped
from the floor in one motion onto Sara's back, wrapping his paws around her
chest. And with the aiming practice of fucking me all year long found the
target in the next thrust. Sara looked up at me with wide eyes, feeling
Duke's cock was in her cunt. But before she could say anything or even
move, Duke was pumping away at her virgin cunt.

Sara tried to get up but Duke was both too heavy, and he had his grip
around her chest with his claws. She was screaming now, utterly
terrified. I got half up and slapped Duke across the face trying to get him
off. However, that was the wrong thing to do. He immediately grabbed onto
top of her neck in his jaws and held tightly. This stopped Sara from
screaming alright, and I was afraid of what Duke could do to Sara in this
position. I yelled at Duke to stop but his instincts had taken over and he
was fucking his bitch. Sara was locked in Duke's embrace and whimpering to
me to help her. But I didn't know what to do with his jaws around her
neck. He had never done that to me. I could see Sara starting to cry; I
didn't know if from pain or embarrassment.

I had gotten off the bed by then and was watching the scene unfold, unable
to stop Duke from raping his second victim. He was really pounding her, and
then I noticed that my cock was rock hard. I started to rub it, fortunately
Sara couldn't see me the way Duke was holding her head. Then Sara started
to stop sobbing and even started to moan; like she was enjoying it! It had
been about two minutes and I noticed the knot starting to form in his
sheath. There was nothing I would be able to do from Duke tying himself
with Sara. The knot seemed to swell so large as it moved down Duke's
cock. I had never seen it up close as Duke always took me doggie
style. Then with one massive thrust Duke had popped it in, and Sara let a
loud moan. Duke stopped his violent thrusting now with the knot securely in
his bitch, and just kept steady constant pace pushing on the cunt.

Sara continued moaning even louder, "oh fuck...uummmm...fuck, fuck..ohhhh
god fuck!," she even moaned out, "oh fuck Duke...fuck Duke fuck!" This was
incredible Sara was really enjoying it at this point. I could tell she was
pushing back against Duke's cock. But then I noticed her arms starting to
shake. The weight of Duke on her back, the adrenalin, and her orgasms had
weaken her. She screamed out, "he cumming in me...oh fuck...I can feel his
shit...ohhh....god fuck he's fucking cumming in me....ohhh fuck!!" I then
kneeled in front of Sara supporting her weight with my hands, I was afraid
what Duke would do if she just collapsed under him right then. She was
still moaning with pleasure as I held her but I knew Duke's knot was slowly
shrinking in her. Then I realized I was still rock hard and my cock was
only inches from her face. Right then I felt her shaking hand wrap around
my cock. Gently and very slowly she began to stroke it. In only of those
weak strokes I came. And damn did I explode. I shot maybe five huge blasts
into Sara's face, covering her eye, nose, one shot went right up her
nostrils, some landing in her hanging hair, and in her panting
mouth. Recovering from my own orgasm I heard the familiar plop of Duke's
knot popping out. Sara, exhausted, slowly collapsed, her head ending up on
my cock. Duke did his job and licked Sara clean, though she could barely
manage to moan at his licking her cunt.

Duke finished and went to lay down. Sara and I laid in a puddle of mine and
the dogs cum and the blood from her first fuck for several minutes. Then I
gently picked her up and carried her to the shower. She just laid on the
shower floor while the hot water washed away blood and dog cum. Eventually
with my help we shampooed my cum from her hair, and washed her
face. Neither of us spoke the entire time. Sara got out of the shower
slowly dried herself and walked gingerly to dress herself. Still nothing
was said, and she walked down the stairs and out the door. I watched from
my front porch as she shuffled the three houses home; it took her nearly
five minutes to make it. I had realized then that my dog had just raped his
second victim; not only that his second virgin. He had claimed what was
about to be mine, stolen the girl that I had dreamed about all year in the
moment I was about to have her. Now I didn't know what would happen. Would
she call the police? Raped by a dog? Tell her mom, never talk to me again,
commit suicide? I walked upstairs to scold my dog, but I knew it wasn't his
fault. I had trained him to do it. I looked at the mess my bed was, blood
and cum everywhere. Duke came up besides me panting, I got down to change
the sheets and saw he was fully erect. Well, what the hell I though, pulled
down my shorts and bent over. However, as he was pounding my ass I felt
something I had never before. I felt somehow weird, dirty; as if I was
getting Duke's sloppy seconds. He finished and left without even licking my
ass, leaving me alone to clean the bed and myself.