Pat came rushing into the barn, with a worried look on her face. She was almost in tears. I always thought she was a tough broad, who could take it as well as dish it out. I had already found out painfully about the latter.
"I just met with Marco and Jeff. There's going to be a party Saturday and you and Laura will be the entertainment for the evening." I remembered the last party in which I was butt-fucked so many times I had to be carried back to the barn.
"But that's not all Pete!....There will be dogs!"
"Dogs!"
"Yes, Caesar and Brutis."
"And?"
"They will fuck you and Laura!"
"Oh no! I will do anything but that!"
A tear showed on Pat's face, just as two burly men entered the barn. I heard another man outside. "I heard what he said, drag him out here!" Being held tight upright, I faced a man I didn't recognize. He was wearing darkened sunglasses.
"So you don't want to be fucked by a dog huh?" Struggling was no use. I couldn't stop the boot from crashing into my groin. I collapsed to the ground. "Get him up!" They held me tight, another kick to the groin and I ate dirt. I was yanked to my knees. Moaning from the ache in my balls, the big man doubled his fist and punched me in the jaw, knocking me out.