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What was the most unassuming houses often held the deepest, darkest secrets. From the road there was nothing that would have distinguished this particular household from any other on the block. What might have been considered odd was that the basement doors near the backyard were wide open. Double steel panels lead down a flight of concrete steps to the house's basement. It was in this lived in space that some extremely devious things were happening.

The Tennamon's basement was furnished with carpeting and drywall. It was down here that the washer and dryer were also kept, alongside the water heater and furnace. While one part of the basement was a bedroom, the rest of it was a living room complete with a TV, sofa, and even a pool table. It was from this place that there came the sound of rhythmic smacking and gentle whimpers of pain.

Abigail Tennamon was just starting in the sixth grade, yet this particular treatment had been going on for a year. She was a thin mouse girl, not too distinguishable from her classmates, though she was further on the popular side. Boys would often give her plenty of attention at recess and during holiday functions. Though no amount of attention could possibly compare to what daddy and his friends gave her on weekends.

The mouse girl's arms were tied behind her back and the same kind of rope was wound around her body. Intricate shapes and symmetrical knots were fashioned to the point that against her chest, a pentagram was fashioned there. Ropes tied ankles to steel loops that were embedded in the floor, permanently keeping her legs splayed. Her neck was locked in a thick wooden stock, forcing her to be bent over. A wooden horse supported her belly and sternum so she might not choke to death in the vice. Though she desperately wished that she would.

Tears had been streaming down her face, but now they had dried to a crust that stuck in her fur. Since she had been in this position for at least two hours, her eyes had gone dry. She still sniffled though, and every once in a while she would sob. Whimpers and wails of pain were common.

Over top of her there was a male, who's body was gyrating against her backside. Abigail was fully naked, there was not the slightest bit of clothing to protect any part of her body from the leering eyes of the many males and hermaphrodites she had encountered so far. Dried cum painted her cute backside and made the fur around the base of her tail stick together. A ball gag was fit into her mouth to keep her from speaking, otherwise there would have been no way to shut her up.

The male that was moving was older, perhaps in his early forties. Just the front of his jeans were open and his cock had flopped free, as rigid as a steel beam. He was feeding it into her adolescent cunt, pumping away at a pace that had pain throbbing through her genitals. She hung limp for the most part, she no longer fought, as the will to do so had vanished. She didn't care how long they took, if she were to be raped by twenty men or five, it all hurt in the same.

The older man gave a rough grunt and began to buck harder. Abigail's body was jostling hard, the stock giving a noticeable rattle from every impact. His shaft was an impressive size, above average and he knew how to use it. A bear by species, he had his large paws wrapped around her waist and was pulling himself onto her body. He was panting and looking down at her with half lidded, lust filled eyes. Cum dripped out of her pussy and either filled the growing pool between her legs or rolled down the inside of her thigh. So much of it had been spilled by seven other men so far.

The nameless bear drew his paw back and gave her ass a hard smack, making her scream and yank at her restraints. "Hey! Knock it off!" a voice roared from the back of the room, making the humping man glance at the voice's owner and offer an apologetic smirk.

"Sorry!" he laughed and then turned back, redoubling his effort to cum inside of her. The man that had called out was Abigail's step father, Lucas. He was somewhat average looking as well, he wasn't fit but he certainly wasn't out of shape. It was easy to see the lack of blood relation, being that he was a puma.

He was sitting back in a nice, comfortable chair as he watched his step-daughter get fucked. He loved watching her get used like the little slut that she was. If there ever came a lull in traffic he would sometimes take her up and fuck one of her holes. No sense in letting the customers have all the fun.

There came footsteps down the stairs from the double doors, making Lucas turn his gaze for the entrance. A shadow came over the doorway and out stepped a rather beautiful looking leopardess. She was tall and statuesque. Her blond hair fell down and stopped right at her shoulders, her friendly, green eyes turned to the lounging cat and gave a friendly wave. In her right hand was a leash that was attached to something that had yet to be seen, though it was quick to follow its mistress. Burly and wearing a spiked collar, a feral pitbull followed the feline down and stayed right by her side, the tag that dangled at his throat read "Bruce"

"Hello, Shiva," the puma said happily and stood up from his spot. From the man's fingers a lit cigar had been smoldering. He now brought it to his lips a took a brief puff before letting the smoke roll from his maw. "I'm glad to see you made it."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world," she said and sauntered closer. She was wearing a dark blue dress and high heels. A pearl necklace was around her neck and gold earrings dangled from her ears. In all she looked like she was going to some sort of formal events, but in reality she just liked to treat this particular basement excursion as such. Bruce sat back on his haunches and glanced at the bear that was driving his hips harder and harder against the little girl. He gave a light bark and excitedly shook his head.

"Shush, Bruce, you'll have your turn," Shiva grumbled and gave an irritated tug at his leash. The large canine grew quiet, save for his panting as he watched the show.

"Good ol' Bruce is gunna get laid today, eh?" Lucas chuckled and pulled from his back pocket a large envelope with a significant amount of cash stuffed into it.

"Him and I both," the leopardess giggled and watched her friend.

"Uh huh," he grumbled, "well, it's four hundred for vaginal, six hundred for anal. Price is the same for ferals," he explained, talking through the cigar as he held it between his teeth.

"We'll take one for each," she replied happily and pulled from her purse a billfold. From her own large stack of cash, she easily withdrew a thousand dollars and handed it over to the Puma. He had a difficult time getting the notes into the envelope but he eventually did.

"Hey!" the puma called to the bear and turned, "How much longer are you gunna be?"

"Ugh! Almost...there!" the bear growled as he worked his hips harder and harder, his cock making a loud slurping sound each time he would push in. He gave a guttural roar as his pleasure mounted and his orgasm came crashing across his form. The inside of the little girl's cunt became flooded, and like every other load, it flushed out the other men's cum and spilled onto the floor.

Abigail was panting hard, shifting uncomfortably from side to side as she felt the torrent cover every inch of her entrance. She was breathing raggedly through her nose as the gag didn't afford her to pant. The customer simply pulled his cock free and wiped the messy thing off on a dry portion of her thigh, of which there weren't very many. Her young hole was left oozing and gaped.

The bear zipped his pants up and walked away from the girl with the nonchalant stride that he might have from walking out of a store. "See you next week," he said to Lucas while nodding his head. Shiva and Bruce kept out of his way as he ascended the stairs and left the basement.

"All right then!" the puma said with a chuckle and meandered over to his step daughter but still looking back at his newest guest. "Who wants to go first?"

"Bruce is gunna take her pussy, then I'll take her ass after him," the leopardess explained as she stepped closer, guiding her dog along the way.

"Sounds good to me," he replied and reached underneath the horse and began to adjust a few supports. With a few quick button presses, the horse's legs collapsed and the young girl was brought to hers knees as the entire restraint apparatus lowered to the ground. She whined and whimpered at the sudden, jolting experience. She even began to tremble, as she knew what it meant to go to her knees.

The mouse girl began to thrash weakly and her sobs began anew. The pitbull wondered up and sniffed around her backside a bit before he reared up and mounted her. This wasn't the first time that Bruce had fucked this little girl, Shiva brought him around often to reward him for being such a good guard dog and to make him a bit less aggressive. Being that he was a feral though, he never offered to be the slightest bit gentle.

Abigail screamed into her gag as she felt the canine's large cock force its way into her sore pussy. Her back went rigid and she struggled as best she could, but for as strong as her constraints were, she didn't go anywhere.

Bruce began humping right away. His back arched and his hips went into a blur of motion as he raped the crying girl. Pain folded through her body and she tried screaming in the hopes that she might detour him, but no matter what happened, he was intent on fucking her. The rapid smacking of his balls on her cunt was melodic to his mistress's ears.

His big tongue hung from his mouth, his breathing coming in gruff pants as he thumped away like a happy dog would. His knot was quick to form and it pounded at the front of her red pussy, making her sob even louder. Getting fucked by horny men was one thing, but allowing a dog to abuse her hole was a step that made her mind break even more. For the time being, this little girl was nothing more than the dog's bitch, lower than something that was considered to be a pet.

It didn't take long for the dog to pop his knot inside of her and have it swell to the point that it wouldn't come out. In that same instance, he gushed a thick load of his doggy cum inside of her cunt, adding to the filthy flood that was already there, though it now prevented any from seeping out. Bruce dismounted and Abigail continued to cry and whimper. Every tug from his bulbous protrusion caused fire to seethe between her legs.

"Who's momma's good boy?" Shiva said happily as she leaned down and stroked her paws over the panting pitbull's face. He lapped at her palms and nuzzled at her as best he could, though with his ass pushed up against the little girl's there wasn't much he could do but to simply wait for his knot to deflate and pull out. In the meantime, the leopardess was going to take her turn.

Lucas watched with a smirk as he idly puffed on his cigar. Shiva lifted her dress and didn't stop until it was above her waist. She obviously didn't wear any underwear, but what was perhaps a bit shocking was the rather long cock that became revealed.

The semi rigid flesh was strapped to the inside of her thigh to appear more ladylike, though the more practical reason was that her cock was far too unruly to take care of if she got hard in public. She pulled it free and began to pump over it's wet surface. A drop of precum fell from the tip as she gazed over the girl's backside. She reached out with her free paw and stroked her fingers through the wet fur of Abigail's butt. She grasped one side of her buttcheek and splayed it open. A rope under her tail had forced it to be hiked up and out of the way, so much that her little, used asshole was fully on display to the hungry hermaphrodite's gaze.

She pawed over her cock to get it nice and rigid. It throbbed about eight inches long but it was rather thick, enough to make most experienced adults uncomfortable. She moved her hips closer and bent her knees. With her shaft gripped at the base and the girl's backside still held open, the tip pushed to the cum stained hole and began to press in.

Abigail shrieked and squirmed as her pucker was forced open, though from a couple of males' previous cum it was easy to get inside. A hissing moan escaped Shiva's maw as she tilted her head up, the girl's tight ring of muscle clung to her member as it tried to expel the invading girth. This kind of a feeling never got old, the hermaphrodite told herself as she felt her heavy balls settle against her pet's knot. The wooden stock rattled with the mouse's pained whimpers.

Lucas smirked and casually walked back for his chair and sat back down, his eyes intent on the hermaphrodite pounding away at his step daughter's ass. His eyes followed her hips as she began to move. It was melodic and slow at first, her shaft pulling back on the girl's poor tailhole before plunging every inch back inside. Pain was pulsing through Abigail's body every moment that cock would move within her.

Getting fucked in the ass was the worst, but Shiva was the worst of the worst. Her cock made the mouse girl feel like she was going to split in half. She could feel her hole pulling back each time the hermaphrodite would draw her hips away. She never got used to this kind of pain and it stuck with her days after the act. She tried not to cry or make much sound, she knew that was one of the leopardess's fetishes, but things were too intense not to.

Her body shook and shivered as that girth drove over and over again within her. The movements began to get harder and faster. The large cat's weight came down with a hard crash every time now, the sharp smack that forced her to tug at the knot still lodged inside of her cunt was enough to make her scream into her gag. She began to beg for it all to end in her mind, pleading to anyone that might hear her, but it never really helped.

Shiva moaned loudly as she leaned her torso over the young girl and braced her paws against the stock. She arched her back and began to make rapid pumps with her hips, working her shaft in and out aggressively. The cum that was inside made for an excellent lubricant, she didn't hardly need any prep work at all, and so there came no resistant the more aggressive she became.

She was growling and grunting hard. Her claws dug into the wood of the stock as she began to thrust the hardest she could muster. The girl's backside was berated like a paw with a leather belt. The crack was loud enough to echo in the basement, and from it grew the girl's torment. Tears she didn't think she could produce ran anew down her cheeks. Muffled screams grew from around her ball gag.

The pleasure grew to intense proportions for the hermaphrodite. She stared down at that little girl with ravenous eyes, like she wanted nothing more than to devour her. Abigail couldn't see the powerful gaze but that didn't mean she couldn't feel it.

The pounding came at such a fierce pace that Bruce's knot and cock were ejected from the hole, trailing a gush of doggy cum that splattered to the ground. As the feral loped off and began to clean his slowly shrinking cock, his mistress took the opportunity and began making the longer strokes she couldn't normally with him beneath her.

It was at this time that the constantly thriving pleasure began to blossom into a wildfire that marked the big cat's orgasm. Her mouth fell open and her tongue hung from the front of her mouth. Her moans grew to screams of pure elation and all at once she went careening into her climax.

Abigail felt the gush of cum hit her bowels at the same time she heard the hermaphrodite yowl and throw her head back. With closed eyes she almost completely stopped her hips from moving, instead sinking every inch she had into the girl and letting the flow of seed rush within her. With each throb of her cock there came another burst of jizz.

The mouse girl couldn't tell how long it had been since the leopardess had stayed inside of her, far after the last drops of her cum had trickled free. Without warning, the dominating hermaphrodite pulled her long cock from the abused hole, almost pulling Abigail's pucker with it as she gaped and spewed thick, white jizz down the front of her pussy. Her holes were painted white and were flexing in an attempt to recover.

Her little form was limp on the horse, dejected and defeated as she was. Her flat chest and belly heaved with each breath that she took, as labored as they were. Shiva stood back and admired the damage that she had accomplished. She took her paw and wiped it up the length of her shaft, clearing it of any cum that lingered before licking it all off of her fingers. She smacked her lips and smirked as she turned back to the puma that had since pulled his cock from his pants and was masturbating to the sight of his step daughter getting ass fucked.

"How was it?" he asked pleasantly as he continued to rub his shaft.

"Heavenly as always," the leopardess replied as she pushed her cock back into the strap that was around her thigh and then let her dress fall back over it. She reached down and grabbed her dog's leash and began for the door with the faithful canine trotting at her side.

"See you next week?" he asked from his chair.

"Absolutely, have a nice day!" she called back as she began to ascend the stairs. Bruce trotted up ahead of her, but before she could reach the top, two men appeared and started down the steps. She gave a friendly smile and wave as the two pressed to the opposite side of the steps on their way to the main attraction down below. Certainly the young mouse had quite the busy day ahead of her still.