Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 7: Classical piano and…dog fucking?
Rebecca’s Log
Wow! I’ve never experienced anything like that before! But I hope to again before I die, or something even better at least. My pussy is still tingling! Hee.

After Chris murdered the plant, he decided that the two of us shouldn’t be separated anymore, so he grabbed my arm and dragged me along behind him. Pompous jerk. As we walked down the hallway, Chris examined the key that he had just grabbed and handed it to me, asking if the shape on it looked familiar. It just looked like a armor to me, but then I remembered seeing a door with a armor shaped crest on the lock and told him about it. He nodded and we headed for the adjacent hallway with the locked door. As soon as Chris put the key in the lock, the locked shattered into pieces, taking the key with it. I sincerely hoped that we didn’t need it later. Chris slowly opened the door, holding his gun out like some freaking cowboy in an old western. I could have laughed at him, but decided it wouldn’t be prudent. He smiled as he looked inside, saying that he’d found the perfect place for me to hide while he was searching the more dangerous parts of the mansion. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Did he really have such an outdated outlook on gender relations? I growled internally as he patted my head and pushed me inside the room. It appeared to be a lounge of some sort with a small bar and a baby grand piano. It had a nice atmosphere to it and I actually felt that I would enjoy staying there for a short time while Chris was doing his manly thing. Meh. I walked over to the piano and looked at it’s condition while Chris checked the rest of the room. It was in good condition and even tuned properly. I was amazed by that, and ran my fingers on the keys. I had played a little piano when I was in high school. I was pretty good back then, but I hadn’t practiced in years. Chris came up saying that he’d found some sheet music, so I would be able to keep myself occupied. I was more interested in having some of the liquor at the bar, but I smiled and accepted the music. It was The Moonlight Sonata; one of the pieces that I was really good at when I was younger. I didn’t tell him that though. Then again, he probably wouldn’t have cared. He was looking at me like I was some sort of kid and it ticked me off. I was about to yell at him to stop treating me like an infant when we both heard a slight noise that sounded like it had come from behind the wall. Chris whirled around asking me what that was. I was getting ticked at him, besides I could have hazarded a guess what that was by now, so I told him I hadn’t heard anything. That must have convinced him that he was starting to hear things, because he just shook his head and took his leave.

I locked the door behind him. Then, making sure he was gone, I walked over to the section of wall that I thought I heard something behind and tapped it. It sounded hollow, causing me to grin. I thought that a zombie must have gotten trapped behind a hidden panel or something, but I had no clue about how to open it. There didn’t appear to be any switches or anything around and to top it off, the bar was empty. I was seriously pissed off and sat at the piano, absently tapping the keys. Some of them seemed really stiff, like they were used more than the others. Then it hit me that the piano had to be the key to open the panel! I was actually excited to play the piano again; as I slowly took my shirt off, making sure that I didn’t hear any sounds from outside. I started playing, even as I kicked my boots off. The Moonlight Sonata filled the room and after I was done, I heard a soft click and then heard the panel in the wall slowly slide away. I was tearing at my pants, ready to have a good fuck when out of the small room came, not a zombie, but a zombie dog. One of those dogs that had killed Edward and chased me here in the first place. I stood stock still, my pants halfway to the floor, as I stared at the dog. It stared right back at me. I cocked my head to the side as I noticed that the dog was just standing there, staring at me. It wasn’t attacking. I dropped my pants the rest of the way and slowly stepped out of them, causing the dog to wag it’s tail. I giggled a little as I relaxed and sat down on the floor, beckoning the dog to come to me. It walked over to me, panting slightly. It sniffed my hand and cocked it’s head to the side, with a pathetic whimper. I grinned and rubbed my hand over my pussy for a few seconds, getting it nice and wet, before sticking it out to the dog again. This time the dog yipped happily and licked my hand dry. This thing was so cute it was ridiculous. I spread my legs further apart, so the dog could get between them and laid back. The dog took the hint and greedily licked my pussy, swirling it’s tongue inside me. I groaned happily as the dog continued to lick my pussy for what must have been five minutes before I came.

It didn’t feel right only receiving, so after I came I crawled underneath the dog and started sucking on it’s cock. It was a lot bigger than I was expecting and I could barely get my mouth around it, but I did my best considering the circumstances. Being forced to give it a combination handjob/blowjob, I managed to massage the dog’s balls and cock thoroughly causing it to swell more than I was ready for. The infamous dog knot wouldn’t fit in my mouth, no matter how hard I tried, but I knew where it would fit, so I just rubbed the dog’s cock with my hands and contented myself to lick the tip. The dog started to whine as it came in my face. I giggled as I licked the cum from my face as best I could. The dog was damn tasty if I do say so. I quickly checked the rest of my body for any loose cum strands before getting up and leaning over the piano bench. I spread my legs apart and even spread my ass cheeks, giving the dog it’s choice of where it wanted to start with me. The dog quickly mounted me and started thrusting at my pussy, so I reached back and guided it into me. As soon as it felt my pussy start to engulf it, the dog started ramming itself into me. I screamed out loud at the stimulation as the dog fucked me like a wild animal, not letting up for even a second for the whole thirty minutes that it fucked me. I had to have come once per minute under it’s fierce thrusting, but my best orgasm came when the dog’s knot was shoved into me. Oh my god, it felt so good to have that big bulge moving inside me that I had to have cum repeatedly for five minutes straight. Needless to say, when the dog finally came and pulled out of me, I was a little tired.

I sat down on the floor and looked at the dog that was licking itself clean. As tired as I was, I wasn’t going to stand for that. I shoved it’s head aside and started licking the dog clean instead. I didn’t care if most of the cum on the dog’s dick was my own, after all, I was damn tasty too. Besides, I felt the need to drink more of it’s cum so I gave it another blowjob while I was down there. The knot swelled quickly this time, and I positioned my mouth around the head of the dick this time. I wasn’t missing the cum if I could help it. I continued to jerk the dog off until I heard the dog whine again and cum in my mouth. It came a lot more this time than the other time I sucked it off, but I didn’t care as I slurped it all down. My pussy started feeling like it was on fire and I knew I had to get fucked again soon or I would go crazy, so I bent over the piano bench again, begging the dog to fuck me. I was mounted quickly, but this time the dog shoved its way into my ass before I could even move. I had to wonder if it had been playing me for a sap before, but all conscious thought left my head as the dog started ramming in and out of my ass as quickly and fiercely as it had with my pussy. I was taken aback by the rough treatment of my ass, since it was still unused to the attention, but I got used to it quickly. Then again, if I hadn’t I would have been in a lot of pain. The dog just kept at my ass and I kept cumming until we had both had enough. I collapsed and it came, it’s knot unable to penetrate my ass. My friends had always called me a bit of a tight ass at school…I guess they were right. I lay on the floor, completely exhausted for a minute or two before the dog, now finished with it’s cleaning, came over and started licking my face. I was still panting, which left my mouth open, so the dog stuck it’s tongue in my mouth and started frenching me. I wasn’t even fazed by something like this anymore and happily went along with it. I wrapped my arms around the dog’s neck as we kissed and I could feel my strength start to return to me.

I slowly got up, still a little sore in the ass, and walked over to the wall. The dog followed me as I sat down against the wall and spread my legs for it again. The dog licked my pussy again for a couple of minutes before putting it’s front paws on either side of me and thrusting it’s cock against my pussy. I smiled as I reached down and guided it’s dick inside me again, and the dog rewarded me by going a little slower this time. Well, actually, a lot slower. It was like being made love to instead of being fucked. The dog leaned in and licked my breasts a little before moving it’s head up and licking my face again. This time I grabbed it’s head and kissed it full on it’s doggie lips before I let it stick it’s tongue in my mouth and we started kissing for real. I wrapped my arms and legs around the dog as the two of us made love for an hour, happy to be in each other’s arms…well, limbs at any rate. I was almost sad when I felt the dog’s knot push into me, because I knew that that would mean the end of this connectedness… especially since I felt like I had to sleep for a year after this was over. But after a short time we both came together, screaming and yowling with pleasure. The two of us collapsed from exhaustion after that and before I knew it I was asleep with the dog in my arms.

I woke to the sound of someone tapping on the door. I freaked out, because I knew I wouldn’t be able to explain the dog to Chris…but the dog wasn’t there. It was gone. I quickly threw on my clothes and ran to the door, half expecting Chris to kick it down and start shooting. He seemed upset that I had taken so long, but then he looked behind me and saw the passage that had opened in the wall and all thoughts about my lateness went away. I guess he thought I was exploring the passage and didn’t hear him. I had to give him credit for being half right. He said while he was out in the dining room he had almost been killed by a falling statue, but when he looked up he was happy to see Barry Burton. Barry had knocked the statue over by accident while fighting off a zombie, so Chris couldn’t hold it against him. He was also interested in finding a blue crystal in the shape of an eyeball hidden inside the statue. He grabbed it and was walking out of the room to meet up with Barry when he saw that the wooden plaque that had been above the mantle had fallen off. He had thought that it was set in the wall, but when he looked up to put it back, he saw a switch that needed a heavy weight to push it down. So he took the plaque with him too. When he met up with Barry, Barry told him about a door with four eight-sided holes in it so now Chris and I are looking for them too. But Chris and Barry found one while they were coming back to get me. They stopped in the room with the tiger statue and placed the blue crystal in the tiger’s eye socket. The thing revolved to reveal a crest that Barry took. He said he was going to the door and that we should check upstairs. I was wondering why Chris was telling me all this if he thought I should stay in this room, but Chris had apparently given up on that idea and decided that it was in our best interest to stick together. Anyway, while he was telling me this, he headed into the passageway that had held the dog and laughed triumphantly. I walked in and saw him pick up an object at the other end of the small room. The wall behind me slid shut with a dull thud, but was raised again immediately when Chris put the wooden plaque on the wall. He decided to let me do this report while he was checking out the dining room again, but I’m guessing that he’ll probably just find another key that’ll help us get more lost and trapped in this place…or is that wishful thinking on my part? Rebecca out.

Wesker’s log
Wow…she really liked that dog. I have to admit though…I’m getting tired of all the dog fucking. We really need to see something different. How else am I going to get more data? Now…Jill…where’s Jill…There! She’s near another crest! And it’s the hall of armor… Well, there’s nothing in there, so there’s nothing to get excited about. I think they put a trap in there for careless people, but I doubt it’ll do anything interesting. I think it’s just some type of gas. Well, in the end we’ll just have to wait and see. Wesker out.