Jessica could barely catch her breath. She had tried one last ditch effort to dislodge her captor, but his cock was implanted too deep, and he was able to shove the baseball-sized base of his dick inside her anyway. The pain made her head spin and she thought she was going to pass out. Her lips and mouth felt dry, and she was developing a queasy feeling in her stomach. She wanted to vomit again but was able to swallow the bitter slop as it crept up her throat. She was drenched in sweat.
The continual battle she had fought with her captor left her exhausted. It did not help that her bastion of bedding was sweltering and reeked of bile. As she tried once again to gather her faculties, she felt the base of her defiler’s cock pulsate. The pulsation quickly travelled along the shaft of his canine penis past her glistening vulva and pussy lips and burrowed deep within her vagina before finally erupting at the penile tip that lay buried next to her cervix. The rush of ejaculate was intense, as what little space was left inside her vagina was almost immediately filled with cum, with the remaining seminal discharge seeping out between the red-hot shaft of her subduer and the tight, squeezing lips that made up Jessica’s now well-worn cunt.
The volume of cum extruded from his cock astounded Jessica as she could feel each spurt blast into the opening of her cervix. Streams of thick, sticky fluid ran down Jessica’s inner thighs and down the base of Buster’s shaft towards his tight scrotal sack which twitched rhythmically with the perineal contractions that continued to empty his balls, sending cascades of ejaculate deep into Jessica’s pussy. The sperm felt hot, and it filled Jessica with an increasing warmth that, coupled with her drenched and fatigued state driven by the humid and acrid environment amongst the pile of pillows, caused her to lose consciousness.
Buster could feel his mate distinctly relax after a few moments, as he continued to empty his seed deep inside her. He could not move as his cock continued to erupt with copious amounts of semen. He was okay with this, as his doggy brain was still swimming in a sea of copulatory bliss. His cock continued to throb and quiver as each rope of cum left his still fully engorged member. This had gone on for almost 5 minutes already and did not show any signs of stopping. A pool of white, creamy liquid had formed between Jessica’s legs where the streams of ejaculate running down her thighs and the dripping of sperm falling from underneath Buster’s shaft towards his tight twitching ballsack coalesced. After about 15 minutes, Buster began to feel the contractions at the base of his penis beginning to slow, and he knew that he had fucked his bitch well.
As the last few pulses emptied out his remaining seed, his phallus began to soften. Buster turned around and, now facing ass-to-ass with his young master, tried to walk towards the end of the bed. The knot at the base of his penis had decreased in size somewhat, but Jessica’s vaginal walls still maintained a tight grasp. She began to stir again when she felt a steady pulling pressure in her pussy. Slowly, she was extracted from her cave beneath the headboard, and as Buster’s deflating knot and shaft finally popped out of Jessica’s vagina, she was finally able to raise her head and shoulders up, assuming a proper doggystyle position, before turning over on her back and collapsing back down into her bed in total exhaustion.
Buster promptly leapt down from the foot of the bed and trotted out of the room with his tail wagging excitedly in elation; he was heading to another part of the house where he could clean his post-coital cock in peace. As he passed the doorframe, the strong beat of his tail hit the edge of the door, causing it to close behind him. His newly bred bitch needed some privacy, after all, thought Buster.
As a dazed Jessica lay splayed out on her back in bed, she slowly lifted her throbbing head and sat up on her elbows, bending her left leg at the knee as she surveyed the damage around her. The bottom half of her shirt was soaked with a clear sticky substance that had begun to harden, which Jessica was sure was a result of the copious amount of pre-cum that had continually sprayed her at the beginning of her ordeal. She also noticed a moderate amount of greenish-yellow vomit that had encrusted the top of her shirt.
She could feel some caked in her hair and on her face. Fortunately, the stinging in her eyes had abated, no doubt after being cleansed with her tears. She looked between her legs and saw her inner thighs were stained with multiple runny lines of thick, creamy liquid, with a few darker red lines that ran from her groin towards the inside and backs of her thighs and culminating at her knees. She swallowed hard as she felt another mass of gastric juices creep up her throat. Hesitating, she lifted up the hem of her shirt to check the damage underneath.
Her white nylon panties were soaked, with a distinct tear visible at the crotch overlying her pussy. The fabric surrounding the rip was discolored by a mixture of small quantities of dark blood and a larger amount of thick semen. Jessica could see and feel sperm continuing to ooze out of the breach in her panties as she sat there. It oozed slowly into a damp pool that was located on the mattress between her thighs and consisted of thick white ejaculate and subtle strands of maroon-colored blood. She could not believe how much cum there was. All of that had been inside her dog’s balls and was emptied out into her pussy.
It was a good thing dogs cannot impregnate humans, thought Jessica. She slowly raised herself onto her knees, noting an increased rate from the oozing river of spunk flowing from her vagina as she did so. She slowly worked her way off the bed and limped towards the adjoining bathroom, careful to keep a hand cupped across her soaked vulva to prevent leakage of cum onto the floor as she walked. She gasped when she saw herself in the mirror for the first time, because she looked as bad as she felt. She walked into the shower still wearing her soiled shirt and ruined panties and turned the water on without waiting for it to heat up first. The cold water did little to arouse her as she watched chunks of vomit fall from her hair and mix with the steady stream of seminal fluid leaking from between her pussy lips. She stayed like this for several minutes before finally removing her drenched garments, turning up the heat of the water using the shower handle, and washing herself properly with shampoo and soap.
Despite being thorough, Jessica still felt dirty as she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She blow-dried and brushed her hair for a second time that night and subsequently threw both her shirt and torn panties into the nearby wastebasket. She could still feel an ache in her neck and back, and especially her pussy, but they had improved since taking the shower.
She also had a minor headache but was content with a small dose of ibuprofen from the nearby medicine cabinet and a glass of water from the sink. She walked over to her dresser and donned a clean pair of soft pink panties from the drawer and a new night shirt from her closet. She removed the soiled comforter from the bed, rolled it up, and piled it in the corner of the room to be dealt with in the morning. She glanced up and noticed that the head of the mattress was still about 6 inches away from the headboard, so she quickly remedied that with a swift push from the bottom of the mattress.