"Horrible, beastly animal!" she muttered, kicking out at the dog.
Janet turned and started to climb the stairs. Halfway up, she had to stop. Her fingers gripped the polished handrail tightly again. The subtle rubbing of her cuntlips against one another as she mounted the stairs drove her half mad. More juice seeped out, wetting the nylon crotch panel of her briefs. The soaked material clung teasingly to her cuntlips, rubbing against the moist folds and hollows of her pussy. Yes, it would have to be a very cold shower, a long session in bed with her fingers to take care of this attack.
"What? Stay, stay, bad dog!"
Bodego had followed her up the stairs, until she had reached the upstairs landing. There her pussy was fair game once more. He was rubbing against her, licking her ankles, nosing up her thighs. A thought raced through her mind. What if Shari and Wendy were to come home, throw open the front door and find her rolling around on the floor naked with the dog!
Naked! What was she thinking of!
"Get away!"
Janet kicked at the surprised animal, landing one foot squarely against his chest. He reeled back, snapping and growling at her now.
Jerking back, the terrified woman raced for the bathroom. She was panicked now, feeling pursued. She heard Bodego's paws pad after her. The dog was hot, excited, sniffing at her cunt.
"No, no, no!"
Her nostrils flared as she sucked in air to feed her trembling body. Almost at the bathroom door, she felt his fangs close around her ankles. He hadn't bit yet, but the sharp brush of his teeth made her choke with fear. Her arms outstretched forward, strands of her long blonde hair across her face. Janet fell forward, sliding across the tiled floor of the doorway.
"Noooo!"
Several of her fingernails broke as she clawed at the smooth plaster wall. Her knees scraped painfully over the floor, her mind still reeling from the fall. She had to get up, had to get up on her feet or she was lost. If the dog mounted her, put his paws on her thighs and… and… no, it was too awful to think about!