The envelope stood out from the usual collection of bills on the doormat, it was white, embossed, and simply had her first name on it, 'Kristen'. She dropped it along with the rest on the coffee table and went to make herself a drink before she got round to finding out what it was. She sat down with the glass in her hand and stretched her long slim legs out on the table, and they were long. Kristen was 5'10" without heels, slender and pale skinned with shoulder length brown-red wavy hair and brown, 'classy' was probably the one word that fitted her best. She opened the envelope and pulled out a card: The White Room Presents:

THE ANIMAL WITHIN

An exhibit exploring the relationship between man and beast.

You are invited to attend the opening of this exciting collection of new art 9:00pm Friday the 18th.

There was an address on the back picked out in gold. Kristen was puzzled she had never heard of this 'White Room', but there was every chance that this was one of Jennifer's pet projects, Kristen rarely paid full attention when she was talking with Jennifer so it was entirely possible that she had nodded and said "That would be lovely" without really paying attention to whatever Jennifer asked. It wouldn't be the first time it had happened, in fact she was pretty sure that Jennifer counted on it, there were a number of Jenny's male friends who could be counted on to show up if she told them that Kristen would be there, which would be fine but most of them were as dull as Jennifer. She sighed, she didn't actually have anything else to do on Friday, and it might not be Jennifer who had sent the invite of course, the only way to find out she supposed was to actually go, and see who she recognised.

The venue was in what passed for the bohemian part of town, a little run down, with lots of old warehouse type buildings, but no gangs or anything like that, a good place for struggling artists to find the space to show their works. It took her a few minutes to find the right building after the cab dropped her off, it was marked only with a small metal plaque bearing the words 'White Room'. Inside Kristen found herself in an entry hall with a formally dressed maitre de, who asked for her invitation and exchanged it for a black bound brochure, as he dropped the invite onto a pile of similar cards she noticed that they weren't gold embossed like hers, Kristen gave a little smile, someone had obviously run out of money.

Inside the main room she was glad she had decided to dress up for the occasion, she had her hair up and was wearing a long red clinging dress, with a slit up the left leg and a oval cut out on the front that showed a little cleavage. There were probably twenty or so other people in the place, all the men in tuxedos and all the women in their party finery, but no one she immediately recognised. She spotted a table loaded with glasses of champagne and made a beeline for it, she nodded and smiled at her fellow guests as she weaved through them and was a little put out at the cold shoulder she got in return, she grabbed a glass and turned her attention to the exhibits to cover her annoyance.

After reading the brochure and looking around Kristen came to the conclusion that she didn't know much about art, but she knew what she liked, and this wasn't it. There were statues of half man half beast figures, werewolves, mermaids, and other stranger things. The walls were adorned with medieval images of women being terrorised by bestial demons, all pretty gross. She found herself moving towards the far end of the room, there was a raised stage with something on it, it didn't appear in the brochure, and she was so bored that any distraction was welcome.

The contents of the stage were actually pretty plain, but if anything weirder than the other exhibits. The stage had a black curtain hanging at the back, with a rail that ran right round the stage, and there was a kind of low leather couch with an arm at one end on it. What made the couch truly strange was the pair of broad leather flaps attached to the mid point of the couch, they had straps and buckles on them, designed to hold something onto the couch. Kristen had heard of some art weirdo who put dead animals in glass tanks, maybe they were going to strap an animal carcass into it? She decided she wanted to leave before they got round to that.

Suddenly she felt a cold, almost stinging sensation on her bare arm, she whipped round to see a man grasping a tumbler full of ice and scotch.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

Kristen cursed silently, the perfect end to the evening some guys idea of a subtle pick up, she managed to put a smile on her face and said, "That's ok," She ostentatiously looked at her watch, "I had better go find out why my friend hasn't turned up." She walked off before the man could say another word, so she didn't see him pocket a small plastic cylinder. As she moved towards the door Kristen was hit by a wave of dizzyness, she shook her head and kept going, but it came again, this time she turned to find a seat. She dropped into it, and was unconscious before she could ask anyone for assistance.

As Kristen came round she had a headache and her vision was blurry. She was only immediately aware of only two things, there was bright light shining straight down on her and she was lying on something with her legs and arms dangling on the floor. As soon as she tried to get up she discovered something else, she was somehow restrained, she could barely move! Kristen blinked rapidly to clear her vision and looked round, she found herself staring into a giant mirror, and realised where she was, she was on the stage. The black curtain had been pulled around to the front unveiling the mirror, allowing Kristen to see the full extent of her predicament. She was bare naked stretched out on the leather couch with her ass raised up over the arm. The flaps had been strapped round her body like a corset. there were a pair of metal rods threaded through eyelets screwed into the stage, and attached to the rods were leather cuffs, and firmly strapped into the cuffs were her wrists and ankles.

"What the fuck is going on here? I'm not part of your exhibit!" As Kristen shouted she heard the sound of the curtain opening, it was drawn of to the left revealing a darkened gallery, she could just about make out figures sat in rows of seats watching the stage.Kristen pleaded with them, "I'm not part of this performance piece, or whatever crap you want to call it, please just get me out of here." The only response from the crowd was some rather nasty laughter, and the sound of whoever laughed being shushed. The tone of the laugh washed out Kristen's anger and replaced it with cold fear. They knew she wasn't a willing participant, they had come to the exhibit for this, she had been invited here for this, they weren't about to just let her go after going to so much trouble

The soft sound of a whistle drew Kristen's attention to the side of the stage, and saw a Dobermann padding out from the darkness. The dog walked around Kristen, and she watched it in the mirror, it circled her twice before halting in front of her with its tongue lolling out of its mouth, she could smell the stink of its breath. She twisted her head round to try and escape it, but the dog followed and start licking her face. Its tongue ran across her mouth, and Kristen spat as she tasted dog drool. The animal seemed put off by this and went round behind her. As it walked in front of her face Kristen suddenly began aware that the dog had a huge hard on, the red tip of its penis was completely out of its sheath.

Even as the dog waled round to her ass her mind refused to reach the obvious conclusion, and then the animal shoved its cold nose into her pussy, Kristen gave a little squeal, and then shouted, "Bad dog, go away!" The animal totally ignored her, apparently fascinated by her pussy, its rough tongue licked across her mons and clit and Kristen jerked away, but she could move only a couple of inches and the dog simply shuffled forward, and then it leapt and put its front paws on the leather couch either side of Kristen's ass. It thrust forward and missed, a second time and missed, and then with the third try it hit home and slid into her cunt. "NO! OH GOD NO!" As the dog entered her Kristen realised that her vagina had been lubricated while she was knocked out, so there was no pain as it pushed into her. Satisfied that it was in the dog started humping, Kristen could see the animals face in the mirror, it almost looked amused, enjoying its brand new bitch. The animal's cock was about seven or eight inches in length, and Kristen had been with men who were that size. Her mind was reeling with horror as she watched the animals hips thrusting forward, bouncing off her ass, driving her forward, rubbing her clit and her nipples against the leather stimulating them and engorging them with blood.

As the rape continued Kristen felt something changing in the beasts cock, a swelling slowly moving up its member, a knot it was trying to force into her, she tried wriggling her ass to stop it, but all she was doing was making her pussy hot. Kristen grunted as the knot pushed deep into her, now this was an alien sensation, a ball moving up and down her tunnel. Finally it seemed to reach the tip of the dogs cock and she felt herself being flooded with spunk as the dog thrust forward and locked in place, letting spurts of cum fill Kristen up. When it stopped she began to panic, she had heard of dogs being tied for ages, but the dog had been trained, and Kristen's pussy had been well lubed, it popped out with minimum pain and staggered off stage. Instantly another Dobermann came out from the wings.

This time there were no preliminaries, perhaps it had watched the previous animal because it mounted her and penetrated her first time. "Aaahhh!" Kristen bit her lip, that little moan was half shock, half...what? Her mind was full of disgust and horror, but all her pussy knew was that there was a nice big cock in it. Kristen's body couldn't distinguish dog cock from human, and some base animal instinct began to worm its way into her brain. It began to lube her pussy on its own, it made her hips want to twitch, thrust back to meet the humping cock, 'do it' it said, 'Fuck back, just a little, it won't hurt, moan a little, let go'. Kristen dug her nails into the palms of her hands, she couldn't let go. The knot drove into her again and the dobermann quickly came. If anyone had told Kristen that she would actually be glad to receive a load of canine cum she would have called them demented, but it gave her a chance to regain control, drive back the animal.

The dog vanished and now a human figure appeared, clad in leather, including a leather hood that disguised his features. In his hands the man had a large a vibrator, he turned it on and firmly drove it into Kristen's pussy. The buzzing squirming thing kept her pussy stimulated, but wasn't about to bring her off. The relief Kristen had felt had worn off, they weren't finished with her, they were just changing tactics. A Rottweiler came up on stage, it was an ugly brute and it walked straight up to Kristen ad put its paws up on the front of the sofa, its cock was bigger than the Dobermann's and it was hang right in front of her face, she could smell its pungent aroma. It was obvious what they wanted but she was damned if she was going to give it a blow job.

"No chance doggy." She muttered, there was another whistle and the animal got down and quickly went round to her now cum stained rear, before she could utter another word it was trying to mount her, and it found the only available hole.

"EAARRRGGGGHHHHH!" The rottweiler howled almost triumphantly as it pushed its dick through Kristen's tight sphincter and started thrusting, the pain was incredible, and she almost blacked out, only the fear of what they might do to her then kept her conscious. She felt rather than saw paws land on the front of the couch, there was another Rototillers, with a bigger cock than the other one poised in front of her, not a word had been spoken but Kristen understood the threat, when the other animal was finished this one would take its place, and it was big enough to do real damage, there was only one way to avoid it.

"Alright, alright." She whispered, and her tongue began to massage the crimson tip of the Rott's cock, the animal responded by pushing forward, as though insisting it wanted a proper blowjob. Kristen took the cock into her mouth, she began stroking her tongue along its length in rhythm with the thrust of the animal in her ass, it was the only way to avoid choking or biting the one in her mouth, which she was sure would result in her being torn to pieces. The dogs knot forced its way into her mouth and then it exploded, her mouth was filled with the disgusting taste of dog sperm, there was so much she almost choked, she had to swallow it down just to make room for the next spurt. The second animals growing knot wouldn't fit through Kristen's tight little ass, making it increasingly difficult to fuck her, as soon as the other dog staggered off it demounted and went round the front, looking for the same treatment as its companion, but as its cock brushed her face, it shot its load covering Kristen's face with a thick film of cum.

The spunk coated her nose and stung her eyes, she was powerless to get rid of it, but then a paper tissue was being wiped across her face. The masked man had returned and he roughly cleaned her off, and then went to her ass. He pulled the vibrator out of her pussy, and then roughly shoved a plastic plug into her anus, Kristen yelped but said nothing, this man might be the one who had set all this up, or just some flunky, either way she wasn't about to ask him for anything. He left the stage and Kristen began to wish she had tried begging because a giant Great Dane emerged, and it had a cock in proportion to its size, twelve, maybe fourteen inches? Never in her life had Kristen experienced anything like that.

The dog took up position behind her, and thrust forward, its shaft sank into Kristen's pussy.

"Ooooohhhhh!" This time there was no doubt in her mind, the involuntary gasp was pure pleasure. Her pussy was lubricated with dog cum, and fully aroused by all the attention it had received. The Dane's cock felt incredible inside her, and it seemed to slide forward forever, almost touching the tip of her womb. Then it pulled back and went into full on fucking mode.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" The rational part of Kristen was frantic, she had to get control. "Yesssss!!" She tried to grit her teeth, but with each thrust she was forced to respond.

"Ah! Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! YES!" The dogs knot hadn't even begun to form, if that meant anything then the beast could go on forever, oh god she wanted it to go on forever! Kristen's ass began to thrust back wildy to meet the humping cock. "Oh god fuck me, fuck your bitch, fuck her harder, put your puppies in me!" Kristen knew she was out of her mind, all that mattered was the fucking, the feeling as the Danes knot finally pushed into her. All she wanted right now was to be an animal, mated with this powerful beast forever, and then she came an orgasm like none she had felt before, this seemed to trigger the Dane and she felt its hot fluid gushing inside her. Driven beyond her limits Kristen blacked out.

Kristen had woken to find the gallery deserted, both patrons and exhibits were gone, after she passed out they must have drugged her again, because there was daylight coming in through the skylights. She felt something tight round her neck, it was thin leather collar with a tag hanging from it, it was simply inscribed with her name. Kristen tried to take it off, but the mirror was also gone and she couldn't work the catch without seeing it. She found her purse and dress lying by the side of the stage with her shoes underneath, her underwear was gone who knew where. Dressed she tried to find an exit, the main door was firmly locked but she found an emergency exit in the rear with a push bar, she was about to leave when she saw that there was something taped to it, a large padded envelope. Kristen tore it open and burst into tears at what she saw, it was a video tape. She wasn't actually surprised that they had videoed her, or that they wanted her to see her degradation over and over again, it was the label that had started her sobbing, it simply read:

THE ANIMAL WITHIN: Kristen : : : : : Part One