Little Miss

She parked her car down the street and around the corner, just in case someone was watching. It was late but her old dog kept strange hours, so he might be awake and he might look out his window, or he might not. It didn't matter, she was here and she was close and she was excited and she was going to get what she wanted.

As she stepped out of the car she looked down to double check her outfit. Thigh highs, check. Short shorts, check. Tight shirt, no bra and extra cleavage, check. She knew that this outfit would probably get her raped in some bad neighborhoods, but since that was ultimately her goal tonight, that was not a problem. Her old dog was going to get a handful of horny kitty and she knew just what to wear to get him all over her. Of course those hot emails have probably gotten him revved up too, she thought, but that didn't matter, she was within minutes of seeing him and she wanted to see him so badly.

She slung her purse over her shoulder, full of extra stuff for a multiple day stay, and headed down the dark street. As she came up to the house she saw the lights on in the front room but the curtains were closed. Was her old dog up? Should she just come in the front door? No, he had told her where he kept the extra key and she really wanted to surprise him.

She headed up the driveway and to the side of the house. It was dark along the side of the house. The tall trees blocked out most of the moon and no streetlights threw their light along the dark corridor. Her eyes slowly got used to the dark. How to open the gate...oh yes here, this yellow string. With a pop the gate opened.

"Along the side of the house is the small garage door" she said to herself as she knelt down and found the kitty door. How appropriate she thought, Im a sneaky little kitty using the kitty door so I can sneak in and surprise my old dog and have him molest me. The kitty door was blocked off...what did he say... "Oh yeah, lift up the little plastic thing."

The plastic piece slid up and the little kitty reached in and to the right. The key should be hanging on a hook to the right the old dog said. YUCK. Dirt and cobwebs and leaves. What a disgusting house that boy keeps. THERE, the key. The little kitty grabbed the key, closed the plastic door so their real kitty wouldn't get out and moved along the house toward the back door.

The back of the house was dark. She was tempted to go along the other side of the house to see if her dog was awake or if she could hear him breathing through his window if it was open, but decided against it. They have so much shit back here she thought, I would probably trip over something and ruin the surprise. She slid the screen door to the side and fumbled the key into the lock. It turned with a click and she grabbed the door with both hands to slide it open. It was heavy and it took some force to slide it open.

The room was very dark with just a small amount of light and noise coming from the front of the house. The smell of the house hit her. Sweat and boy and was that a faint hint of her old dog?....maybe. She breathed in deeply and got a stronger whiff of her old dog then stepped into the house, excited, she was so close to her doggy. She turned and shut the door, fumbling the lock closed and turned, her hands out and slowly made her way along the couch.

She sensed rather than heard or felt the presence behind her. As she started to turn a hand grabbed her hair roughly, jerking her head back and then she was thrown forward and bent over the back of the couch, the rough fabric digging into the skin of her belly as her shirt fell forward.

For a brief moment a shot of panic coursed through her and then her kitty reflexes kicked in. She kicked out and connected with a leg. Her attacker gave a grunt. Her hands reached for the only target they could get to, the hand that had grabbed hold of her hair forcing her her head down and bending her painfully over the couch. Whoever it was moved closer, forcing his legs between hers, protecting himself from her kicking while the kitty's nails raked down his arm.

His free hand tried to control her as she scratched and tore at the hand forcing her head down but without much success. The hand in her hair grabbed more firmly, yanked up once hard, wrenching the little kitty's neck and bowing her back and then forced her more firmly down into the cushions, pushing her body forward and lifting her legs up off the ground. Her legs flailed around ineffectually as she tried to kick her assailant but her legs were split in a V, her attackers' weight pushing her hips firmly into the couch. She tried to jab with the heel of one boot but the angle was all wrong and she couldn't connect. Her nails continued to do their damage to the hand holding her face into the cushions.

It was getting hard to catch her breath, being pushed up against the cushions and having her attackers weight on her back was starting to interfere with her ability to breathe. The attackers free hand slid down her back and joined his first hand grabbing a clump of hair through the neck of her shirt. Then with a quick jerk her attacker pulled her shirt partially over her head and tangled her arms briefly. She was starting to feel faint due to lack of air, but the little kitty struggled to free her hands from the tangling cloth so she could continue to do what damage she could.

The pressure on her hips lessened, her attackers free hand started fumbling with her belt, pulling it this way and that. Something snapped and fabric tore. Her shorts and panties were torn down past her ass, forced down even though her shorts were not fully unzipped. Something dug painfully into the left side of her hip, a rivet, a part of her belt or maybe the zipper of her shorts but she didn't care. The pain sent a bolt of pleasure up and down her spine. She freed her hands and went back to mauling his right hand and arm. She felt more than heard his zipper come down and then the heat of his crotch was pressed up against her bare ass. So warm. She could feel his hard throbbing dick pinned between them. It was pretty obvious he was very aroused she could feel it pulsing against her. The kitty tried bucking him off but with no leverage she was unable to do much.

Her attacker leaned forward and pushed down on her again, pinning her waist against the back of the couch causing it to dig painfully into her bare belly. He weighed so much, it was hard to breathe. The air was pressed out of her and with her face pushed up against the cushions she wasn't able to bring in enough air. She started to scratch even harder at the arm rigidly holding her head down in an effort to get her head free so she could take in a breath. She could feel blood running down his wrist into her hair, but the pressure did not lessen. She was dragged back slightly, her face coming up and she gasped for air. The heels of her boots hit the floor but the little miss was too busy gasping for air to think of doing much of anything other than breathing and clawing up the hand wrenching her head around.

Then she felt a hard hot pressure down below. She held her incoming breath in anticipation. The pressure got more insistent. She was so aroused, but it had been so long, she was tighter than normal, and she was somewhat dry as always. With a nearly audible pop his dick forced its way inside her. Dry skin on dry skin sliding in, painful and yet so good. He forced himself in all the way, his dick rubbing her so good as he bottomed out. She barely heard his grunt from behind her as an "Oh, yes" escaped her lips faintly. It had been two months and it felt so good.

Any thought of whether this was her old dog or not were driven from her head as he started to thrust into her. Whoever it was wrenched back on her hair, bowing her back up painfully. Faint moans were driven from her as he started thrusting his dick into her, with slow full strokes. Her hands, which had been clawing and scratching, grabbed hold of her attackers forearm just above the hand that held her head back so painfully,no longer trying to cause damage, just holding on tightly. So tightly that her nails dug in breaking skin and causing damage regardless.

He continued to thrust, slowly speeding up his tempo. Pulling back as far as he could till he was nearly out and thrusting in again as deeply as he could. The hand in her hair did not let go. He was using that hank of hair to pull her body back roughly and control her movements as he thrust forward. Their bodies met with a meaty slap. She could feel her scalp pulling, the pain adding to the pleasure of his thrusting.

His free hand, no longer concerned with protecting his own skin started roaming around her body as it wanted. He reached around and grabbed a breast. He started out softly, rubbing and tweaking her nipple and then grabbed hold roughly, kneading her breast like bread. He used the one hand in her hair and the other hand roughly clutching her breast to pull her roughly toward him as he thrust himself into her with abandon. She cried out, in both pleasure and pain. The couch dug painfully into her belly, blending with the pain from her pulled hair and the mauling that her left breast was taking. Her moans started coming faster and louder timed with his thrusting as he angled his dick in just the right way to hit the good spots.

The little kitty was moaning with abandon lost in the pleasure and the pain when he slowed down, leaning forward. She could feel his breath panting close to her ear. His hand let go of her breast and reached around and he grasped her throat softly, just enough pressure to cut off her moans, but not as much as she wanted. She pushed her head forward, pulling against the hand in her hair, moving her throat into his hand, telling him what she wanted. How she wanted him to grab hard and hold to choke her, but he refused. His breath was close to her neck and she tried to jerk her head back to hit him in the face but the hand in her hair held her head firmly. The hand on her throat held her steady and his lips brushed the side of her neck gently, nibbling here, licking there, and then the kitty gave out a loud moan as he bit down hard.

The hand on her throat gripped harder, choking her moans off suddenly as he bit and bit, working his way down her neck to her shoulder and back. His hand was not only cutting off blood circulation but her breath as well. She gurgled and tried to draw in breath as he continued to savage her neck and back. His weight was on her, holding her still. His dick was still lodged inside her, but not moving much. His hands controlled her upper body, one hand pulling her head back painfully by her hair and the other gripping her throat. He kept her back bowed and his weight on her while he continued to bite and chew on her shoulders and neck. The little kitty was starting to feel faint, lack of blood and oxygen causing her to feel somewhat detached from her body.

The biting slowed and eventually stopped although she was feeling so faint that she didn't register it. She felt his upper body rise up away from her back. His hand gave quick painful squeeze and then lessened the pressure on her throat, and she again drew in breath.

He started thrusting again, so slowly, frustratingly slowly. The hand in her hair and the hand on her throat held her steady while for minutes he continued the slow, full pounding. Nearly out, then quickly in to the fullest. Pause, then again. It felt so good, but maddeningly slow.

After a short while the hand on her throat released and started moving around her body again. He squeezed her damaged shoulder bringing a soft moan out of her throat. Then the hand in her hair grasping hard and forced her head down so she was bent painfully at the waist. Slowly the thrusting increased. Long full strokes, getting faster. His hand grazed her breasts, giving a squeeze and then slowly moved down her back.

She felt the hand come to rest on her butt and as his strokes gained in speed she felt a strange pressure. A finger was circling her asshole. She wanted to say no but didn't. Her old dog was always fascinated by her asshole but it felt so weird, but his stroking dick felt so good and drove out any thought of complaining. As the thrusts sped up the circling became more insistent and eventually his thumb forced its way in. Dry, it was slightly painful and it felt like she was trying to push it out, but the dick thrusting into her felt so good.

His speed was about as fast as she had experienced. Long full strokes, starting to get painful. She was very excited but starting to dry out and his dick was starting to rub in that painful way she liked so much. It was hard to think of anything but the dick inside her. The hand in her hair pulled her back harder and harder while the thumb in her ass was thrusting in and out, counter-stoking to the dick in her pussy. The pain in her scalp, neck, back, belly, ass and the pleasure/pain in her pussy were all blending together. Moans escaped her lips as her old dog threw himself into her over and over so hard the couch was rocking and moving.

With an "Oh fuck" he pulled out, spewing everywhere. The thumb came out of her ass with a pop as he let her hair go and the little kitty fell forward into the cushions gasping, cum spattering her back, thighs, butt and hair. His moans were timed with the shots raining on her.

She could hear her old dog panting as he fumbled around in the dark a bit. She could feel the cum dripping down her thighs and pooling on her back. He moved away for a moment and was back quickly. She smelled Lysol and then he started to clean her back and ass with a wipe in the dark. His hands roamed over her body lightly, gently wiping her down but also brushing her in that way she liked so much.

He pulled her shorts and panties down over her boots and she stepped out of them. He pulled her shirt off and cleaned her as best he could. She lay there enjoying the moment and letting him clean her. He handed her two wipes, grabbed her clothes and purse and then walked off. She heard the bathroom fan come on while she wiped herself in the dark, catching some of what he missed. She was covered in spunk, it was in her hair!!

The little miss finally got up off the back of the couch and headed toward the now dark bathroom to finish cleaning. She turned on the light and took inventory in the mirror standing there naked except for her fuck me boots. It was obvious that she had been fucked. Her hair was a mess. A palm and 5 fingers were clearly imprinted on her left breast and her nipple was red and throbbing. Her throat was red and some of the bite marks on her neck were lightly bleeding. There was a red line that cut her in half where the couch had dug in and rubbed her belly and hips.

Her clothes and purse were on the bathroom sink. It was obvious her dog had tried to do some cleaning but thank goodness she had brought a spare set of clothes, these would need to be washed before she could wear them again. She wet a washcloth and wiped herself down, dabbed the blood off her neck, brushed her hair and then gathered up her things and then headed into her dog's bedroom wearing nothing but her boots.

It was dark and quiet, although she could hear still slightly ragged breathing coming from the bed. Quietly the little kitty put her things on the dresser, slipped off her boots and headed to her side of the bed. She lifted up the covers, slipped in and pulled the covers over her, shivering slightly as her skin hit the cold sheets. She shimmied backwards until she hit warm flesh and snuggled up against it.

A hand snaked under her neck and grabbed her shoulder and pulled her tightly back into him, the other arm coming over the top of her and lightly he brushed his fingers against the little kitty's face and then his hand trailed down and started its movement along her body. Glancing lightly over her painful breast, across her belly and down her thigh and then back up along her side. His hand brushed the hair away from her ear and she felt breathing next to that ear and a voice said "Welcome home Little Miss." The little kitty gave his arms a strong squeeze and a quick kiss, snuggled up tightly in her her old dog's embrace and quickly fell into a deep contented sleep that didnt last very long at all....