Mr. Miller Begins Using me

This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape — It’s fantasy.

I didn’t know how long I’d been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, I’d told my parents I was spending the weekend with my ‘friends’ the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all over, my cunt and ass were sore. I started to cry as I remembered last night, how Mr. Miller had raped my mouth and had Duke rape my virgin cunt. I remembered the dog’s cock sliding up inside me, growing larger till I thought I’d be ripped in two. I had passed out.

I lay there shaking but realized in shame that I’d stopped crying. As I recalled the events from last night my cunt had gotten moist. Duke moved, sniffing and he made a whimpering sound but then just put his head on his paws. He lay right between my legs, and I couldn’t help thinking of how his tongue had felt lapping at me. Was Mr. Miller right, was I just a slut? I felt my cunt contract as I thought about it and liquid dripped out of me. I didn’t know if it was just me or if the dog’s cum from last night was still there. Duke whimpered again and rolled over, I saw his pink cock coming out of its sheath. I hadn’t seen it last night, but I saw it now and I imagined what it would feel like if I touched it. Of course I couldn’t, my hands were tied.

Duke was a good dog. He’d obviously been told to stay and he wasn’t going anywhere. He also wasn’t coming to lick me. It wasn’t too long that I lay there confused about what I was feeling before I heard a door open then heavy footsteps. Soon the door to the little room I was in opened and Mr. Miller walked in. He looked me and Duke over and smiled. He crossed towards the bed staring down at my spread cunt. He reached down with a large hand and ran a finger up my snatch. My hips bucked up wildly and I turned my head embarrassed to be acting that way. “Fuck girl, I know Duke didn’t touch you but you’re wet. You thinking about me slut?”

I whimpered keeping my head turned away. I couldn’t tell him I’d been thinking about Duke’s cock, or even about his cock raping my mouth last night. What would that make me. His hand came down with a crack against my bald cunt and I yelped turning to look up at him. “Answer me slut. You get wet thinking about me, or was it my dog here?” I bit my lips and he smacked my cunt again hard. “Answer now!”

Crying in shame I stammered out. “Both … sir. I was thinking about you both.” He smiled and ran his hand up my snatch again over my flat belly to my tits. My tits were standing straight up because my hands were tied above me, and my nipples were hard. He took one between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it hard. “Good slut. I knew you liked it. Now, I just saw your paw at the feed store so I know he doesn’t expect you till tomorrow morning.” His smile turned sharper as he brought his other hand up to start pinching my free tit and smacked his lips. “I got a whole nother day and night to play with you slut. You’re going to love it. “ Without warning one of his hands flashed up and slapped me across the face hard. I yelped and started crying harder. “That’s just a warning slut. If you displease me I will hurt you. Do you believe me?” I cried and nodded my head. He slapped me hard again. “Answer me, say it.” I looked up at him, and nodded then said. “Yes sir. I believe you sir.”

“Good.” He started to untie my feet. “Don’t kick, bite or scream. We’ll be just fine. I’m going to untie you and take you to the bathroom so you can wash your filthy slutty body.