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Amy startled awake in the dark, and panic gripped her when she realized that she did not know where she was. She had a vague memory of being awakened in her bed by a rough hand over her mouth, a brief struggle, and then blackness. Pitch black in the room, she couldn’t see a thing, but began to explore blindly. The first thing she was aware of was that she was stark naked, lying on a thin mattress that had been shoved into one corner of the room. Her 21 year old body shivered in the cold air, making her perky breasts stand out and harden. From somewhere across the room, she heard what sounded like several dogs panting, scratching, and whining a bit.
Trying to stand, she bumped her head on some kind of metal frame about four feet above the floor. Flopping back down onto the mattress, she reached up and felt the obstruction with her hands. It was a metal cage! Running her hands along it, she traced its shape. Anchored into the concrete wall on one side, she followed it, tracing out her new home. She found herself to be in a rectangular metal cage that extended about four feet out from the wall, and maybe ten feet long. One wall was concrete, like a rough basement wall, and the other three were made of metal bars, spaced about 4 inches apart and running both horizontally and vertically. Feeling carefully in the dark, she found a locked door in the narrow wall farthest from the bed.
Terrified, she began screaming, “Help! Somebody help me!” The dogs began howling loudly, mostly drowning out the loudest noised the woman could make. Crying, pleading, and just plain screaming in frustration, no one answered her for hours. She eventually crawled back to the mattress and cried herself to sleep.
She was awakened by the bright lights that illuminated the room suddenly, several hours after she fell asleep. Moments later the man entered the room through a door about twenty feet away, on the other side of the room. Ignoring the woman he had kidnapped and caged in his basement, the man went over to a set of pens adjacent to the far door and began playing with his dogs. There were two sets of cages, set a apart. The first contained four large black labs, obviously happy to see their master, with tongues out, yipping excitedly. The second cage contained three very large Dobermans, who seemed to be wary, and watched the man tensely as he played nice with the labs.
Reaching into the first cage, he fed the labs, pouring a healthy pile of dog food into a long trough, which they began digging in to with a will. He then moved to a small refrigerator and pulled out the Doberman’s breakfast. Opening a small door on top of the cage, he began dropping fist sized chunks of bloody meat into the cage. All three dogs attacked the meat viciously, snapping it up as it fell and tearing into it violently. After making sure that each of the Dobermans had eaten two or three chunks apiece, he closed the cage door and put the rest of the meat back into the refrigerator.
Moving to a small storage chest along the opposite wall from the dogs, he lifted the lid, then reached in a pulled out a short, wooden bench, about two feet tall and maybe 3 feet long. He carried the bench over towards the cage where Amy was cowering in fear, trying to cover her exposed, naked body with her tiny hands. He set the bench down outside the cage door, then reached into his pocket to retrieve a key and unfastened the lock. Amy had retreated to the far end of the cage, hunched up in a ball on the mattress, and whimpering in fear.
Climbing into the cage, the man grabbed the woman by both legs, locking them together in a bear hug, and dragged her across the floor until he reached the wooden bench. Exerting himself, he lifted Amy in his arms and placed her face down, lengthwise onto the bench, with her head just overhanging the end, and then sat on her back to hold her down. Wrestling briefly, he tied first one wrist, and then the other to the restraints attached to the base of the bench legs. Spinning 180 degrees without really taking his weight off the child, he reached down and wrestled one leg into place, leg bent, knee against the bench leg. Using a heavy leather strap he tied her knee firmly to the bench leg, then repeated the procedure on her remaining leg. Finally, he looped two thick leather belts around both bench and woman, then cinched them tightly behind her back, pinning her into place.
Meanwhile, Amy was going ape shit. “Stop it! No! What are you doing! Let me GO! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE HELP!” Over and over, she screamed her lungs out, desperately seeking escape.
Once she was secured in place, the man reached down and lifted her, bench and all, and then carried her across the room. He placed the bench carefully onto a small, wheeled metal platform on the floor, lining the legs up with the post holders. Using a drill with a screwdriver bit, he tightened the bolts that secured the bench legs to the frame. Next he placed the cover onto the cage. Open at one end, the heavy wire cage frame surrounded Amy, leaving her in a space with about a foot on either side, and three feet in front and behind her. Once the cage top was secured to the frame base with a dozen bolts, the man was almost ready for his morning entertainment.
The man pushed on the cage, and it rolled easily across the floor on its wheeled base. Lining it up with the from of the cage containing the Labs, he positioned the open end in from of the cage door. Using a half dozen fasteners, he connected the bars of Amy’s cage to the dog’s cage. Still screaming, Amy began to become aware of her position, tied down doggy style, with her ass and pussy raised up and presented to a kennel full of big dogs!
“There there my sweeties,” he crooned to his dogs. “Daddy’s got another treat for you!”
Lifting up on the cage door, he withdrew it completely from the cage, allowing the dogs to have access to Amy. Eagerly diving in, the dogs fought to be first into the cage. One dog immediately leaped onto her back, and began probing her ass with his already hardening penis. Panting, he pushed harder, panting loudly, as Amy began crying, “NO NO STOP! OOOW OOOOW OOOOOOW PLEASE MR. MAKE IT STOP!”
woman Screaming, dog panting, driving inside to blow his wad, the man watched in silence, enjoying the drama. After blowing a wad into her ass, the first dog rolled off and lay back down in his cage, while the other three fought for a chance to be next. Two dogs jumped up simultaneously, and one managed to land first. Getting a better angle, the second dog managed to penetrate Amy’s exposed, virgin pussy. Comb already running out of her ass, she was not prepared for the quick, deep insertion that ripped her open and left her bleeding. More vigorous than the first animal, this one began pumping her hard, driving deeper with each stroke. It’s amazing how long a dog’s penis can extend when aroused, and Amy’s screams continued to climb in both volume and pitch. It ended in one long, drawn out wail of “AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW” as the second dog finally finished and pulled out.
The last two dogs took their time, enjoying their morning treat. Shoving his face into her crotch, one of the dogs began licking at her ass and pussy, lapping up the comb, and stimulating Amy’s pussy to near orgasm. Exhausted by now from struggling, she lay still and continued to cry as the dog climbed up onto her back. Planting both fore paws onto her shoulders, it began probing her ass with its penis, slowly at first, then sinking deeper and faster. Panting heavily, drool dripped down onto the back of her neck as the dog finished at last, blowing yet more comb into her sore, bleeding ass. The last dog was viciously quick, plunging a penis once more into her battered pussy for a few minutes, then abandoning her to lay back down in his cage.
Licking his lips in pleasure, the man dropped the cage door back into place, then unfastened and removed Amy’s cage from the wheeled frame. After removing the bench from the frame, he untied one are, then the other, and secured them both tightly together behind her back. He then untied one leg, bent it sharply backward, and secured her ankle to her wrists. Next he removed the belt straps holding her body to the bench, and untied the last leg, letter her kick freely for a minute. She flopped wildly on the floor, screaming, trying to stand up with one free leg. The man crossed to the opposite wall and took down a thick leather dog collar. Lifting Amy’s struggling body onto his lap, chuckling softly as she screamed at him, he wrapped the collar around her upper leg, just below her crotch, then threaded it through the hasp. Pulling tightly on the strap, he tightened until the blood flow down her leg was nearly cut off, and then secured the fastener.
