Beast Games part 1

A group of 14 women are kidnapped and forced into a twisted game where they have to fuck animals to earn their freedom.

“Welcome to our annual Beast Games competition!”
The announcer’s voice boomed through the warehouse, and the crowd answered with a roar.

My brands were still fresh. Still screaming.

A red, angry 2 sat just above my pussy; another burned into the swell of my back, so every angle of me belonged to the number.

I looked down the line at the other thirteen women on stage.

Some cried. Some shook. One stared straight ahead like her soul had already left and her body was waiting to catch up.

“We have brought the most beautiful women we could find,” the announcer said, spreading his arms to the crowd, “to see which one can earn her freedom tonight.”
The crowd came to life at the words.

“We also have our star for the night,” the announcer said, letting the crowd quiet itself.

“Jessica!”

Her name hit the room before she did.

“You’ve seen the missing posters across the country. You’ve seen the interviews. You’ve seen her mother crying on television.” He smiled. “Well, ladies and gentlemen, tonight she has been found.”

The crowd erupted.

Jessica was dragged into the light with a bright red 1 emblazoned on her body.

Puffy eyes. Pearl skin. A rich daughter’s face, soft, but something dark was in her eyes. She went missing before I did.

She looked less alive than displayed.

So, without further ado, let’s go over the rules and introduce the first competition!

The first one to make their beast finish wins. The final two will be eliminated. They will lose the chance to earn their way back to the life they used to live.

Brackets will be evens vs odds!

Please bring out the first beasts!

A group of seven very attractive women wearing red high heels and nothing else walked out with seven golden retrievers. Their tongues stuck out of their mouths, and they began to lick the legs of the competitors.

“You’re fucking kidding me! I’m not fucking a dog!” one of the women screamed out in panic.

The woman handler smacked the frightened 18-year-old in the face.

“Well, it looks like we have a feisty one on our hands! Well, if she doesn't participate, then I have all the faith in the world that someone will help her learn obedience!” the man said with cruelty on his lips.

With that, the announcer counted down, and a scoreboard appeared with our numbers beside a headshot of our frightened faces.

“3… 2… 1… Go!”

Three women who knew the gravity of the situation got down on their knees. They began to retrieve the red cock from the furry sheath it was hidden in.

When it began to protrude, they went to work. One woman decided that she would use her mouth to suck the dog off. Another decided to milk it with her hand.
I decided that I wasn't going to be one who got sold. I lightly got to my knees and found my target. I started to rub the fur on his belly, and the red rod began to show.
The shaft was hot and slimy and made my stomach churn. I immediately got grossed out and recoiled.

What am I doing?

“We have a winner!” Number 4 stood with cum dripping down her chin, and the dog went to licking himself clean.
This sudden announcement changed the game. Now the rest of us were competing not to lose. The pressure even got to the defiant woman, who began to go to work late on her four-legged friend.

She was aggressive and got bitten by the dog lightly. She began to cry as the red cock went into her mouth. “I can't do it!” she yelled out in disgust.

I snapped out of my trance. I decided that I was going to let the dog mount me. I grabbed his member and aimed him towards my dry pussy, laying on my back. I spit on my hand to ease his entrance. He began to hump wildly but missed his target.

Come on, you stupid dog!

When I got him to calm down, I pressed his head into my hole, and with a blind fury, he began to punish my pussy.
“Hurry up!” I screamed out to the dog invading my cunt.
“Number six and eight have both finished off their dogs!”
The dog was piercing me solid with each thrust, and I began to feel the cock grow larger and angrier.

It's too much. My brain is on fire!

“Number ten is the 4th place finisher!” the announcer called out. The screen showed a number 4 beside the face of the terrified woman.

“Please just fucking cum!” I heard number 12 screaming at her angry dog.

Then I felt it. I held onto the dog as it shot its load into my pussy and began to slow down.

“Done!” I called out. I freed myself from under the beast and stood. The thick white liquid oozed from my pussy down my legs.

“We have our final advancing challenger! Number two, the only one to let the dog finish in her! What a slut! We love to see it!”

My face went red. For a moment I was excited, and that frightened me.

“Alright, ladies! We need you to pick one of the women and hold her down on her stomach. Number two, pick a woman and spread her cheeks.”

I did as commanded and walked to number fourteen, held tightly on the cold concrete, and I spread her cheeks apart.

“Let me go, you sluts!” the defiant woman screamed.
My pussy, leaking dog cum, was on her back. The handler brought her dog over to her. Then she directed the dog's member to her fresh anus.

“In addition to being sold, the loser will also have to finish the beast in their asses!”

“Fuck!” The woman began to thrash around, screaming and crying. We were struggling to hold her down as the dog began to press into her clenched hole.

Within a few moments of fighting, the dog had torn through her sphincter and had begun thrusting with wild abandon.

She was screaming with shame and pain. The sound was painful to my ears, but the dog fucking the woman was horribly erotic to my eyes.

Her disobedience had caused this.

What made her think she was better than me?

I had fucked the dog. Now it was her turn.

She did this, not me.

The woman began to fall into a silent whimper as the dog's pace began to slow. With a harsh shove from the handler, her screams were reignited as the dog's large knot was forced into her hole. In unison, the screams from both women having the same rough treatment lit up the stage. The crowd lit up with cheers from the spectacle of the first round.

With that, the two women who were ass-fucked had their faces go black on screen.

“Alright, ladies! Please trade places with the odd bracket.”
I walked past Jessica. Her nobility was almost still resisting the situation she was in, not wanting to put herself on the same level as the rest of us.

“Here comes the star of the show! It's Jessica!”

With a defiant stance, she made her way to the front of the stage. “You will all be sorry!” she threatened the crowd and stared down the announcer.

With that, she faded back into line.

The dogs were brought out in the same manner. Seven golden retrievers.

It was different being a spectator. Erotic in a disturbing way. Watching women dehumanize themselves and lay with animals.

“3… 2… 1… Go!”

With amazing speed, Jessica stole the show. She unsheathed the impressive shaft. She began to lick it and almost immediately placed her face on the floor and stuck her ass up, presenting it to the dog. He lined himself up with her pussy, but she moved him to her ass.
With a clinical look in her eye, she worked her ass back and forth, coaxing the beast to finish. Within minutes, the iron grip of her tight hole forced the dog to fill her stomach. She even spared herself of his knot. With a wet plop, the beast fell, and a torrent of liquid erupted from her bowels.

She stood with a dignity that I didn't think you could preserve after being defiled by a dog in front of thousands.

“We have a fucking winner!” The crowd went wild. Jessica stood there, cold-faced and stoic, with cum running down her legs.

The rest of the women finished off their animals one after another. This group had no defiance. They had seen what happened when you didn't play. They were racing to finish with their mouths, just trying not to be last.

One after another, they had their places. Until only the women bearing the numbers three and nine, burned into their skin, were left.

The two began to sob with the cocks in their mouths.
“There we have it! We have the finalists and the losers! Jessica! Pick your ass!”

Jessica went to the woman branded with the number 9. Instead of going straight for the woman's back, she squatted above the restrained woman's face and pushed out the rest of the dog's cum.

My pussy was wet with the humiliation she was doling out.

What was happening to me?

Then she assumed her position on the woman's back and spread her ass. She smacked it harshly several times while the crowd cheered. She punished the loser.
She knew how to work the crowd.

The dog was moved into position with the already cheering crowd, and with an ear-splitting scream, the cocks were rammed into place.

The two losers were crying, laying on the cold floor. Their asses were stretched horribly by the dogs fucking wildly. It was grotesque and monstrous, all while a crowd of everyday people watched the entire thing.

My hand went to my pussy.

I quickly regained my composure.

The other women caught my moment of weakness and shot me dirty looks.

“Fuck you all! I'm not getting sold!” I whispered, angered by their judgment.

“FUCK!!!! STOP!!!” number 3 screamed out.

With that, the dogs knotted the two women, and they began to deposit their seeds into the women's bowels.

“Alright, so before the next beasts are brought in, we have a new challenge to add! These beautiful ladies will be adding a full can of wet dog food to our competitors' pussies.”

“What the fuck,” I whispered.

“They will have to cum before they can work on making their mates cum!”

We were instructed to fold ourselves over so our pussies were in the air. Then a speculum was inserted so the dog food could be crammed into our holes.

After that humiliation, we all laid our heads down on the ground and awaited our new lovers.

This time, we were greeted by five Great Dane dogs. They all had large balls dangling between them with each step. They began to drag the women handlers before they were swatted and made to heel.

“With this, we are ready to begin! 3… 2… 1… Go!”

The handlers let go of the leashes, and the dogs charged for our delicious cunts. My dog ran into my pussy and began to sink his tongue deep inside me. I began to rub my clit rapidly while the rough tongue scratched at my lips and began to slither into my cunt.

My arousal was doing damage to my brain. My thoughts were broken, and my body was betraying me.

The feeling of the warm, wet tongue began to push me over the edge. My muscles clamped down, and I began to push out a powerful orgasm. A flood of fluids hit the floor with a terrible force, followed by the wet plop of the remaining food splashing in the puddle.

I had no time to falter.

I quickly regained my bearings and slid under the dog, beginning to try and arouse the large beast. I began to hear gasping moans from the other women on stage.
The red monster pole began to reveal itself. The sheer size of the cock was disheartening.

“What am I going to do with that fucking thing?” I whimpered out.

When it was finally at full size, the dog's attitude shifted entirely.

I placed my face into the liquid on the floor, my hair soaking up my own filth. Then I presented my pussy to the large dog. With no hesitation or regard for my hole, he thrust into my pussy.

“Fuck! God, please slow down!”

I screamed out. I checked the other contestants, and the next one to move to the dog had also forsaken the use of her mouth to be mounted.

The pace and depth of the dog were brutal. With each thrust, he buried himself all the way to the fur. I began to feel his knot swell up as he was thrusting. It made my pussy squelch as the partially inflated knot pushed in and popped out of my stretching pussy.

Then, with a massive thrust, the knot would no longer free itself from my wounded hole.

The thrusts became shallow and frantic as the dog whined, and I felt my womb fill.

With a shaken voice, I called out, “Done!” The dog turned around and began to pull himself out. With his impatience, he tore his red mass out of my warm pussy. A flood of cum began to run from my pussy, pooling onto the floor. I shuddered in the throes of a second orgasm.

“Holy shit! Number two with a very impressive display! She even had a second orgasm! That'll be a tough act to follow!”

With that, I got a number 1 beside my face on the screen.
The crowd began to cheer as the next woman was finally knotted and screamed in sheer pain and terror. The other three were just now beginning to shake as their bliss took over.

I could not keep myself from fading after my test was completed. I fell backwards on weak legs and saw black after pushing my body past its limits.

“We have our losers, people!” I was startled back by the crowd cheering. I looked around to regain my bearings. There were three women with dogs laying across their backs. I looked at the scoreboard: 3rd place, number 10. I saw the large knot buried into the woman's pussy.

The women sporting numbers 4 and 8 had the dogs pulled away from them. The angry, horny dogs tried snapping at the sloppy cunts but were pulled away too quickly.

“Number two, since you are now with us again, please pick your contestant to hold open!”

I blinked, trying to regain my awareness. Then I stumbled over to number 8, being held down.

Coldly, I held her cheeks open to allow the large, angry cock to spear her tight, unmolested hole open.

The cries were sickening and made my stomach churn. I physically gagged at the pain in their voices as they cried for mercy.

The sounds were wet and sloppy. The dog growled as the tight hole constricted its throbbing member.

They began to swell, and without assistance, they were able to sink the knots into the tight hole. It inflated, coaxing animalistic cries from the women. Very quickly, the knot was lodged deep, and the thrusts were limited in depth.

The speed picked up until the dogs whined and started to try and free the swollen mass from the bloodied pucker.
Unlike my pussy, this hole did not yield to the force. I saw the ring pulling, but it did not give. The force elicited pained squealing from the woman under the large dog.
I began to wretch at the sight of the brutality.

My euphoria had subsided with my multiple orgasms, and now I was realizing the gravity of this game.

“Alright, ladies, while these sluts suffer for their incompetence, we will begin to set up the odd brackets! Ladies, please assume your positions!”

I looked back at the women towards the back of the stage. I saw Jessica's hand move away from her pussy, and she rushed to take her spot.

She had been edging herself this whole time!

With quiet grace, the woman threw her legs above her head. She assumed her position efficiently and received the wet food herself.

After all five of the women were filled, the announcer chimed in.

“Are we ready to go?” The crowd erupted. “Jessica, if you touch your pussy again before I say go, you will be disqualified and will be forced to endure the rest of the animals with no chance of freedom!” The crowd went silent, and I saw the fear on the woman's face.

She did not break.

“Okay, with that, let's start the show! 3… 2… 1… Go!”

The women were off. The dogs were released, and they charged for the stuffed cunts. They began to lick and sniff at the wet holes. Within moments, Jessica was shaking and screaming.

The food plopped on the floor and was followed by a flood released from her slightly gaped hole. With the force she was pushing, I saw the pink flesh of her anus poke out from the ring.

I have to use my ass!

With that realization, I squatted down and began to ream out my tight hole. I had never enjoyed anal, but if it saved my life, I would do it. I started with three painful fingers.

A sharp scream broke my concentration. Jessica was having her asshole thrashed by the wild beast. He was thrusting like he had no concern for her fleshy tunnel.

I began to ream out my hole with large circles, using every available moment I had. Tears were rolling down my face. I started to rub my pussy to try and trick my brain. It began to work.

Jessica's moans were suddenly silenced, her eyes going wide as this time she was not spared from the large knot.
Her composure was lost, and she pressed her face into the concrete and began pounding on the ground with her fist.

“Fucking cum, you piece of shit!” she screamed at the feral beast.

The pain of this woman, who had owned the stage moments ago, stirred something in me. I began to go hard at my throbbing hole. I could feel myself tearing with the fourth finger I shoved in.

I began to increase the speed, rubbing my delicate clit, punishing it, forcing myself to accept the pain in my tortured hole.

Then, once again, my focus was lost when I heard a frantic “Done!” come from Jessica's lips. While the dog began to try and free himself, she began crying out and hitting the animal, yelling for him to stop.

The scoreboard lit up with a 1 sitting next to Jessica's face, matching mine.

There was no one else daring enough to take it in their ass, but the rest of the four women were on their knees, being brutally wounded by the hard cocks. Numbers 13 and 5 had already had their lovers' knots swallowed.

That left numbers 7 and 11 behind the two women about to make the dogs finish.

Knowing the round was about to be done, I clenched my teeth hard and began to add my fifth finger, trying to work my hand into my screaming hole.

Tears rolled down my face, and I focused on the suffering of the bitch with the knot in her ass to continue my task.
“Fucking cunt,” I whispered.

With a voice that silenced the audience, number 7 cried out, “Done!” This upset the expectations of the round. She did not receive the punishing knot.

“Fuck you!” Jessica screamed out as the dog had finally had enough of his captivity and forcefully removed his cock. Her red folds began to push out of her damaged sphincter with the amount of pushing she was doing.
“Who is going to move on, and who is going to get ass-fucked?” the announcer called out.

The three women began to thrust back on the beasts, trying to coax out their seeds into the depths of their wombs. When finally number 13's head fell to the ground, she began to cry.

She raised her hand and sobbed the words, “Done.” With that emotional finish, the crowd cheered. The stage lit up with excitement again as the announcer declared an end to this round.

“We'll have our six competitors: numbers 1, 2, 6, 7, 10, and 13. Please take your spots in the center of the stage.”
With that, I withdrew my hand from my stretched, angry asshole and began to walk into the center of the stage with the other competitors. The two losing women were still sobbing on the floor before us.

Jessica looked at them with disgust and spat on number 5.

The anger on her face made the stage tense.

“Wow, it looks like even after the ass-pounding, she still has plenty of fire! Well, that's good, because she's going to need it!” he said with a menacing tone.

“Let's hear it one more time for the finalists!”

The crowd began to cheer loudly.

“Alright, sluts! Pick your women. Jessica and number two, you both get to hold the women's asses open since you are the stars tonight!”

“I can't wait to watch you taken out of here to the highest bidder, you whore!” Jessica spat in my face.

Instinctively, I kicked her in the cunt and backhanded her in the face when she doubled over.

“Fuck you!” I spat. My emotions were high. I was taken over with rage.

“Alright, ladies! How about we change the game a little bit! Raise your hand if you'd like to forfeit the game right now. You will be sold, but you don't have to suffer the next two rounds!”

The hands of 6, 7, and 13 slowly rose. Tears filled their eyes as their fates were now sealed.

“So that leaves Jessica, number 2, and 10.”

“How about we clear the stage now and move on to our semi-final round!” The crowd cheered.

All the women were herded away, and taking their places were three tables.

“Without knowing the next beast, I need you three to pick the hole you will be receiving them in.”

“Jessica, you first!”

“I'm going to take it in my pussy!”

“Excellent choice! We were beginning to think it didn't work!” the announcer laughed at his own joke.

“Alright, number 2. We all saw you masturbating over in the corner. Does that mean you're ready to use your ass?”

“Yes!” I said with confidence, glaring at Jessica.

“What about you, number 10? Where will you be taking your cock?”

“I'm going to use my pussy for this one!”

She said it, matching my energy.

“Alright! Well, Jessica and number 10 will be strapped on their backs, while number 2 will be strapped down in doggy style!”

The assistants brought out large stairs that went on either side of the bondage tables. Mine was lower than the other two.

“Everyone, assume your positions!”

We were all fastened into our chosen positions to take our punishing thrusts. This time, we were graced with lube. A woman walked behind me and scooped out a handful of jelly, and without any warning, she plunged her fist into my asshole.

“Ahhhhhh, fuck!!!! God, fuck!”

“If that hurts, honey, then you made a big mistake,” the woman said, working her hand in forcefully. She began to thrust in up to the lower part of her forearm and then withdrew.

The other women had the same treatment for their pussies. They were both fist-fucked for about two minutes with a handful of slick jelly.

My heart sank into my chest before the announcer grabbed the mic. Had I made a mistake?

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Let's see who makes it to the final! Bring out those beasts!”

I heard hooves in the background, and my eyes went wide. Panic sank in.

What the fuck? Was that a fucking horse?

“No! I want my pussy! Please, not my ass! Please!” I began to sob and plead for mercy.

“Fuck, we can't take a donkey in our pussies! He'll rip our cervix to shreds!” Jessica chimed into my pleas.

“All holes are final!” the announcer called out.

How big was a donkey? My mind raced.

“I resign!” number 10 yelled out in protest of her situation.

“Well, it looks like we have our finalists, then!”

“Thank you! I can't take that thing!”

“Oh, sweetheart, you resigning at this point means you lose,” the announcer said with a cheerful voice.

“We all know what that means.” The crowd roared to life.
Oh no.

“Fuck her ass! Fuck her ass! Fuck her ass!”

The woman dove into hysterics at the situation she had just put herself in.

“Now, what do we do with you two?”

“Do we let our finalists enter the championship fresh… or do we make them earn their places?” the announcer said, questioning, running his finger down my body.

“We’ll let the crowd decide!”