1. Taken by a Demon


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: Lilyta, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    I took a shower, toweled dry, and put on a bathrobe. I was drying my hair when I thought I heard a noise from the garage. Not barking, but like someone thudding against the closed kitchen door. Armed with the blow dryer, I went downstairs and tip-toed cautiously through the living room and out into the kitchen. I could hear a dog whining just outside the door. &#034Well, shit,&#034 I said aloud, at the sound of which he began to whine even louder and started scratching at the door with his claws.&#034Hold on, hold on,&#034 I said, wondering how he'd gotten in. I know the garage had been empty when I'd gone in to take my shower... at least I thought it had. He must have been hiding. Yeah, I thought, he must have been hiding.Opening the kitchen door just a crack, I watched him back away to the far side of the garage and drop to his haunches. Stepping into the garage, I closed the kitchen door behind me and predictably he got up and moved cautiously away to his tight. He sat down again and watched me with those polished black eyes. And then he growled.If I had been nervous before, now I was scared. You never showed fear to a dog--that's what I'd always heard--and it was obvious to me why. They can smell it on you. I clutched the bathrobe closed at my throat and took a wary step backwards, and as soon as I did this he rose and stalked two paces forward, teeth bared.&#034Nice doggy,&#034 I squeaked. &#034Grrrrrrrrrr,&#034 rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took ...
    another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. If I made a run for the kitchen door I knew he'd be all over me before I got three feet. &#034What's going on boy?&#034 I said in a small, quavering voice. &#034You gonna hurt me? I was standing with my back against the side of the garage before I knew I had been moving. He approached me from my right, herding me away from the kitchen door, toward the corner in the rear. I was terrified now. I was beginning to panic. Refusing to be cornered like the desperate damsel I knew I was becoming, I angled away and moved toward the center of the floor. The dog didn't like it much, but he let me do it. I began to think--pray--that he'd let me go all the way to the outside door and go through it. Just as it appeared he'd actually let me go, in a terrifying blur of motion, he leaped at me through the air. I shrieked and put my arms up but the f***e of his lunge knocked me to the floor. I banged down on my back striking my head on the concrete and hot sparks erupted like a 4th of July fountain across my eyes. My vision doubled and became alarmingly blurred. When it cleared again--too late--I found he had straddled me, fangs bared just inches above my throat. I was going to die. But the dog had other ideas.&#034What do you want,&#034 I pleaded in a tiny, terrified voice. My bathrobe was open, leaving me fully exposed. His hot wet prick dragged back and forth across my uncovered stomach, making me shudder and want ...
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