Date: Fri, 6 Jun 2003 22:21:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Adam Clarke 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.