Her fathers hand cracked across her ass again, the sound echoing in the basement playroom. Youre nothing but a breeding bitch tonight, he growled, yanking her leash so her face pressed into the padded bench. Her mother knelt beside her, already slick and open, the family dogs knot stretching her cunt while she moaned like an animal.
The leather cuffs bit into her wrists.
Rough rope circled her tits, pulled tight until they throbbed. Her brother stood behind her, cock already hard, slapping it against her dripping slit. Beg for it, he ordered. She did, voice hoarse from earlier screams. Fuck me. Breed me. Let the dog take me after youre done.
He slammed in without warning, hips driving hard enough to rock the bench. Every thrust forced her forward until her mouth met her mothers, tongues tangling while the dogs heavy panting filled the room. Her father watched, stroking himself, waiting his turn. When her brother pulled out, thick cum already leaking down her thighs, he shoved her mother aside and guided the dogs dripping cock straight into her.
The knot swelled fast, locking inside her, stretching her walls until she sobbed from the mix of pain and raw need. Her brothers hand fisted her hair, forcing her to watch her own reflection in the mirror: collared, marked with welts, cunt stretched around an animal while her family used her. Her father stepped in front, feeding his cock down her throat until she gagged, tears streaking her face.
They took turns for hours. Rough hands, belts, clamps on her nipples and clit. Every time the knot slipped free, someone else filled the empty space, pumping more cum into her, pushing it deeper with fingers or toys. The dog mounted her twice more, each time rougher, its claws digging into her back while her mother held her down and whispered filthy encouragement.
By the end she was shaking, covered in sweat, cum, and welts, the heavy knot still pulsing inside her as her father stroked her hair and told her what a perfect incestuous breeding slut she was. The room smelled of sex and leather. She stayed locked to the dog, body twitching with aftershocks, already wondering how soon they would do it again.
