CHAPTER 22
Good grief, my text message to my dad actually worked! And Miss Hellview's dramatic entrance had saved me!
Unfortunately, I had no desire to be saved right then. In fact, I was so insanely aroused sexually, I could not stop fucking. My little underage cunt was throbbing with a life all its own, my bare inner thighs coated with my flowing juices, my first orgasm hitting me broadside right at the moment Miss Hellview made her unexpected appearance.
“Ohhh yes!” I groaned, climaxing, my entire little 11-year-old frame shaking uncontrollably. “I'm coming so hard! He's fucking me so good! More, more, more! Fuck me, Boomer, fuck me right into next week! God!”
And, even though Velda had quickly slid out from under my mouth and stood right up beside the couch at her aunt's surprise appearance-and young Ingrid froze in place as if she was merely an innocent bystander-Boomer paid it no mind and, if anything, rammed his giant cock into me with even greater fury.
Maybe, like me, he sometimes enjoyed an audience. Show-off.
Anyway, he was like some kind of fucking machine, much as Velda told me. And I couldn't get enough of him, even with Miss Hellview standing right there, white with rage at the indecent scene before her.
“Emily!” she said harshly. “Please stop that this instant!”
“I can't, Miss Hellview,” I managed to answer shakily, squirming my bare little ass in a sort of cork-screwing motion to get every ounce of indecent pleasure out of Boomer's non-stop thrusting. “He's fucking me so good! I can't get enough of it! Ohhh, God, I'm coming again!”
And I did, come again, as they all watched me panting through a second orgasm that rolled over me like a runaway train and made me groan loudly with a series of sharp breathless gasps. I was on fire, alive in every fiber of my skinny little body, the big dog's cock getting every bit of my youthful attention.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I kept moaning, over and over. “Fuck me until I can't walk! Ohhhh, yes! Uhhh! Uhh!”
Boomer's grip on my narrow waist suddenly tightened even more as a low growl emitted from his throat. His huge pink cock suddenly jerked deeply within me as a torrent of his milky dog semen burst free inside my spasming cunt.
“He's coming in me!” I announced. “Ohhh God, I love it!”
His final thrusts into me were the hardest and fastest yet, the river of cum he poured into my pussy filling it immediately to overflowing, then washing back out and cascading down the backs of my skinny bare thighs.
He came, it seemed, for an impossibly long time, his spurting cock filling me again and again as he continued to ejaculate.
“Emily!” Miss Hellview barked. “Please stop!”
I did stop, and the dog finally did, but only after his throbbing dog dick jerked out the remainder of his load and filled me even more with his warm white dog cum. He held onto me for another long moment, his thick cum wet on my legs, all the way down to my knees.
Boomer then slid his huge swollen cock out of me and simply hopped off my back.
I was still handcuffed to the bench, breathing so hard I was afraid I'd pass out from not enough oxygen. My bare ass and cum-filled pussy were sticking up in the air for the entire world to see.
“I'm sorry, Miss Hellview,” I said haltingly. “It made me so crazy, I couldn't stop. He fucked me so good, it was like a dream.”
I heard her exhale slowly behind me.
“It's okay, my dear,” she said. “None of this is your fault.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
She then turned her attention to the perpetrators of my kidnapping and humiliation, her manner as strong and as seemingly unforgiving as that first day I'd nervously met her in her stark office. The real Miss Hellview.
“Velda, take those handcuffs off the poor girl,” her aunt commanded. “And Jackson, you're fired. You have fifteen minutes to pack and leave or I'll have you put in jail. Get out of my sight.”
He was silent for only a moment, then apparently realized it was useless to try talking his way out of it. I mean, sex with underage girls, kidnapping and dog rape seemed a pretty serious breech of his probable employment agreement. He said a quick and contrite, “Yes, ma'am,” and then headed away to pack.
As soon as Velda uncuffed me, I shakily stood up, rubbing my thin wrists.
“Give Emily back her clothes,” Miss Hellview said. “And be quick about it.”
It only took a moment for Velda to scoop up my little nightie and underpants from where I'd dropped them, then hand them to me. I nodded to her, but she pretended not to notice.
I guess we were never going to be best friends, or even just pussy-licking lovers, after all.
With obvious disbelief, Miss Hellview watched me slip into my panties and shorty nightgown. “Velda, is that all Emily was wearing?” she asked icily. “You dragged her over here in the middle of the night in just her underwear?”
Her niece had no reasonable answer for that, so just looked to the floor, shaking her head as if it made no sense to her, at all, that she'd ever be called to account for her 'playful' fun with me.
Both large dogs, Bosco and Boomer, stood by at attention, panting. It was impossible to ignore their huge cocks, both still fully erect, pink and swollen and dangling loosely between their legs.
But with a severe look and a sudden flick of Miss Hellview's slim wrist and fingers, a sort of secret guard dog signal, maybe, they both immediately lay down side by side. With their big brown eyes only on her, their mistress and master, they obviously awaited further orders.
Velda and Ingrid stood by, visibly trembling, as Miss Hellview slowly turned back to them.
Of the two naked 8th-graders, little Ingrid looked the worse for wear. She had Jackson's cum still on her lips and her chin, in her red hair and even a long strand of it hanging from one of her pointy nipples. In addition, her dripping wet cunt gaped open still from the huge dog cock she'd taken inside of her.
And Bosco's massive load of dog semen continued to ooze slowly out of her swollen slit, her tightly coiled red pubic hair soaked with it. Further, shiny trails of the sticky white substance coated her bare inner thighs all the way down to her knees.
The little 14-year-old had been so thoroughly fucked, and saturated with cum by both man and beast, that there was no point in her denying anything, even though she hadn't been caught in the actual act.
“Velda and Ingrid, you're both expelled,” Miss Hellview announced. “Get dressed, go to your rooms and stay there until I call your parents in the morning.”
Little redheaded Ingrid nodded sadly, a girl who apparently was used to getting into trouble, but big blonde Velda looked positively shocked. And mortified.
“Aunt Christine!” she said. “I'm your own niece! And my mom and dad'll kill me! You need to give me another chance.”
Miss Hellview studied her tall blonde 14-year-old niece for a long moment, but then shook her head. “Velda, I've already given you more than enough chances,” she said. “And I cannot excuse your horrible actions against one of my students. I'm sorry, but that's my final decision. Now, go.”
Jackson came out of the back room then, head down, carrying a battered old suitcase. He walked through the room and out the door without a word to any of us. Velda and Ingrid hurriedly got dressed and left next, both of them beginning to cry as the impact of what they'd brought upon themselves finally hit home.
They'd be gone by morning and their bullying days at Miss Hellview's Private School for Girls would be over. I was also betting that when Carol returned, she'd either behave herself or get tossed out as well, now that her inside connection through Miss Hellview's niece had come to an end.
In any case, I felt I could handle her.
“Emily, I'm extremely sorry you had to experience this…this nightmare,” Miss Hellview said, shaking her head. “My niece has always had problems, and I hope you'll forgive me for not seeing what was going on.”
I gave her a shaky smile and a little shrug.
“What did my dad have to say?” I asked. “I hope my message didn't scare him too bad.”
