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lit a fire, and I held Daisy, the
baby feeding from my breast. I placed her in a portable cot, which
was lightweight and easy to fold. The room glowed and flickered
with the embers of the fire. George and Connor were in a small
bedroom; I could hear their muted talking through the wall. I
snuggled between the Sasquatches and sighed. This was utterly
familiar and comforting. Leonard began purring, the sound
resonating deep within his chest. His hand stroked my tummy beneath
a t-shirt. Not to be left out, Dale sniffed and licked my neck,
rubbing his nose against my skin. Both of their cocks jutted, the
ends dripping with pre-cum.
    This had been the house I had been taken to
after my initial kidnapping. The basement was dark and smelly, with
a heavy steel cage and a wooden table with wrist and ankle
restraints. Leonard kidnapped women and used them for sex. Leslie,
Shelly, and I had been held for several days, enduring his monster
cock. It was the beginning of an entirely different life for me.
The rough start had led to challenges and, surprisingly,
indescribable happiness.
    I closed a hand around each cock. They were
going to work me over beautifully, and I couldn’t think of anything
I wanted more. “Oh, you dirty boys.”
    “Whooaarrr…”
    “Purrr…purr…puurrr…”
    The scientists knew to leave us to our own
devices after a reunion. They’d emerge once the apes had been
thoroughly satisfied, and, with that in mind, I took Leonard into
my mouth, sucking on the rounded tip.
    “Good, Porsche. Good.”
    Dale’s cock leaked profusely. I lapped at the
river of clear fluid, producing a lengthy groan from him. Someone’s
finger slid into my pants and between my legs, driving into the
swollen folds of my pussy.
    “Oh, guys…yes!”
    Dale grasped my pants, dragging them down my
thighs along with my underwear. I worked one shaft and then the
other, sucking aggressively. Leonard’s finger reamed me, thrusting
deep into my velvety folds. My wetness produced squishing
sounds.
    “Oh, you boys are so hard.” I sounded
breathless.
    Strong hands gripped my hips, pushing me to
my knees. I sucked Leonard while Dale prodded me, but he did not
slide inside like I thought he would. Instead, he ran over my
swollen clit, arousing me even further. Leonard grasped my head,
thrusting his cock to the back of my throat, gagging me. This
treatment was wildly stimulating, sending me careening into erotic
bliss. I gagged repeatedly; the width of him had my jaw aching.
    “Please, Dale. Stop teasing. I need it now!”
He gave me what I wanted by sliding deep with one thrust. His heavy
balls slapped my pussy, the sound nearly eclipsing his animalistic
groans. “Oh, my God!” I loved being at their mercy, because I knew
I could trust them. I didn’t have to worry that they would hurt me.
“Fuck me hard, Dale! Oh, yes, you nasty beast!”
    “Ggrrooaarrr…”
    Each thrust massaged and pleased, until the
tingling edges of release began to close in on me, like a euphoric
cloud. Dale’s wheezing quickly reached a roaring crescendo. He
wouldn’t last long at this rate.
    “Porsche! Gggrroooaarr…” He stiffened,
spraying me with jizz; the abundance of whitish fluid gushed down
my legs in thin rivers.
    He continued to ream deeply, his phallus
gradually softening, but it was enough to drive me over the edge,
my body shuddering with hundreds of tiny spasms.
    “Ooohhh…oh, God!” I nearly bit down on the
cock in my mouth; it felt so good.
    “Whooaarrr…” Leonard erupted like an out of
control volcano, semen splashing my face. I closed my eyes, trying
not to swallow. Fluid poured down my neck, past my breasts, as he
continued to eject measured spurts. “Good…good!” The Sasquatch
grunted in pleasure.
    “Oh, Jesus.” I collapsed onto the blanket,
and sighed. “You boys made me so messy.”
    Leonard touched my back. “Good, Porsche. I
love my Porsche.”
    “I love you too.”
    Dale’s chest rumbled with the sound of
laughter.