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Raped by a Man and His Massive Dog, by Jezebel Rose

One Halloween they dared me to go into Davidson’s cornfield and up to the house. The Davidson house was supposed to be haunted even the fields. Everyone was scared to go there. However, my friends told me if I had goes all the way up to the house through the cornfield and come back with something I would be in.

We waited until dark, then I took a flashlight and dressed in t-shirt jeans and sneakers I went into the corn. It was not so bad at. First, I grew up around corn. However, after about ten minutes I figured I was lost, and I heard someone or something else moving in the corn with me. I started getting scared and was running through the rows of corn trying to find my way out when I ran into Mr. Davidson.

Mr. Davidson was out too, with his flashlight and his big old German Shepard dog named Bronco. He shined his light right in my eyes as I ran into him. Well well, what do we have here?

I was so scared I just froze, even though I knew he saw me.

What is wrong girl, cat got your tongue? He laughed at me and dropped the light so I could see him standing there with Bronco. Mr. Davidson was big and old. He was over six feet tall, and there was gray in his hair. He just smiled at me. Coming to find the ghosts? He laughed. It made me feel a little better than he was grinning like there were not any ghosts and I let my breath out. Yeah, I said.

He looked me up and down. How old are you girl?

Eighteen.

He made a mumming sound and ran his flashlight over me. Aunt no ghosts here girl, and you are trespassing. Turn your light off.

I do not know why I did, but I was scared, so I turned off my flashlight. The way he said I was trespassing made me think he was going to call the cops or my parents. Please do not be mad… it was just a joke. I will go on. I turned to, know I was still lost but I wanted to be away from him.

He reached out and grabbed me by the collar of my t-shirt, and I heard it rip. He pulled me back, and I saw him shaking his head as he turned his flashlight off. Do not run off baby. I will not call anyone, but you have to do something for me. Even in the dark, I knew he was looking at me, and I was being spooked.

What?

I want to see those little totties you got under there. Little girl titties, push your shirt up.

I was disgusted and made a noise to let him know, and he just laughed. Well, that or I will be calling the sheriff. I was scared. My dad would beat the heck out of me if I was arrested, and there was no one to see, so I nodded. Mr. Davidson pushed me away from him. Go on baby…lift your shirt.

Shaking I lifted the hem of my shirt, and then pushed it up until it pushed over my tits. I felt the cold night air hit them and gasped. Mr. Davidson shined his flashlight on me, watching as I exposed myself to him. I heard him moan. Oh, those are cute titties baby, so firm. He moved closer to me, and I did not see his hand, but suddenly he was massaging one of my tits. I whimpered when he pinched a nipple between his fingers hard. My nipples both go rock hard at that. Mm…You like that baby.

No…Mr. Davidson do not…

Call me sir. Just sir. In addition, he dropped the flashlight, putting his other hand on my free tittie and soon he was rubbing and pinching. My nipples were getting so hard I did not know what to do. I even pressed against his hands once and that turned him on. Oh yeah, baby. You like it &help, he whispered then he dropped down and started sucking my tits. As he was down there I felt him pulling at my jeans, then suddenly he was sliding them down my hips. I whimpered. Mr. Davidson, please…

He jerked his head back and slapped face. Sir. Call me, sir. Then he hit my tits as his other hand pulled my jeans down to my feet. I was stunned, did not know what to think. He slapped me, and it hurt but when he hit my tits they got harder, and I could feel my cunt getting wet it did not make sense. This was not supposed to be happening.

Once he had my pants down, one hand started rubbing my panties, and he moaned aloud. Your fucking wet little girl. I was so ashamed I could not say anything. He pulled my hand and forced me down on my knees then pushed me back to lay in the cornfield. He pulled my shoes off, then my jeans leaving me laying there in nothing but my panties. Little wet fucking girl in my cornfield. His hand resumed rubbing my panties, and then I felt a finger slide inside them. I froze, but god it felt as good as his finger slid up my snatch then forced its way inside my pussy. He grunted as he pushed it in. Shit girl, you are tight, you ever been fucked?

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