had told her to wait by the phone at 8.00 pm. She wanted
to get her homework out of the way so she could spend as long as
possible talking to him. She was not having a party this year as money
was tight, but it did not bother her as Mum had promised to cook her
favourite dinner.

Walking along thinking of all the things she wanted to tell her dad
she never noticed the old white van slowing in the street behind her.
Hearing the noise of the van door open she turned around quickly, and
immediately felt a rag pushed into her face covering her nose and
mouth. She tried to scream but there was nobody around and the funny
smell made her feel dizzy. Suddenly she blacked out.

The van moved slowly along the street and turned the corner taking the
quickest route to the freeway. The driver dialled a number on his
mobile, "subject obtained, no trouble, no witnesses".

"Bring her in number one, everything is prepared", came the terse
reply.

Number one allowed himself a smile of satisfaction on another job well
done. She was quite pretty and slim, with auburn hair, and a body that
was already showing the promise of the womanhood in her future.

Number one looked in the mirror at the teen asleep on the floor of the
van behind him. He almost felt sorry for her, she looked so peaceful
and still like a baby. Her school skirt had ridden up her thigh and
the seam of her panties was showing white against her lightly tanned
skin. ‘Shit! It's a pity you are worth so much money to me' he
thought, ‘otherwise I would have the greatest time in stealing your
cherry and teaching you how to properly please a man'. But Beth was
destined for other things, what, he did not know. His job was to
deliver her to the small private airfield marked with an X on his map.
Where she went after that, he didn't want to know.

CHAPTER 2

ACCLIMATIZATION

Beth woke with a pounding headache and she was in pitch darkness. She
sat up and tried to adjust her eyes but there was not even a glint of
light to help her to investigate her surroundings. "Is anybody there?"
she called out, hoping for a reply. But her plea was met with a
deafening silence.
She stood up and putting her hands in front of her walked in a
straight line forward. After four steps her hands touched a cushioned
wall that had some hard substance on the outside. She put her back to
this wall and repeating the process walked eight steps to the other
wall. She discovered that the room was 12 steps long. She felt all
around but could not locate a door or window. She was sealed in.

Outside the master watched the view screen with interest.  Hidden
infrared cameras allowed him to watch his captive, with perfect
clarity. "We will leave her three days and then we can begin", he said
to his assistants.

Beth sat down in a corner of the room and thought about her situation.
In all the abduction stories she had heard about, the victim was raped
and murdered and the body left in some wilderness for a passer by to
chance upon. She could not understand what was happening to her.
She was scared and the tears welled in her eyes, but she fought them
back. She did not want to give her captors the pleasure of seeing her
break down crying. But she though with sadness of her mum,
‘I bet she will be wild with worry by now, and poor dad will have got
the news when he rang. She hoped the police would be able to find her
before these people did her any harm.

Hours passed with nothing happening, and her fear gave way to boredom.
She shouted out to see if any one would answer, but was met with a
deafening silence. She crawled about the room on her hands and knees
feeling every inch to see if there was anything in there with her. But
the room was completely empty. She started doing some dance exercises
learned from school to keep amused. But pretty soon she ran out of
things to do, and went back to her corner to sit down. Then she
started to worry, ‘perhaps there is a light and I am blind. How would
I know?' Then scolded herself for being silly, she could see well
enough before they put her in here.

The silence and dark was beginning to get to her. She got up and went
round the room banging on the walls and shouting to see if she could
get a response, but gave up after an hour as nothing happened. She
jumped as high as she could to try and touch the ceiling but it was
out of reach. She felt like screaming, but there didn't seem much
point, as no one would hear her. She sat down in the corner again.

She closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep. Perhaps she should
save her energy for whatever they had planned for her. That is, if the
plan wasn't to let her starve to death in this room. Suddenly she
wanted to pee. There is no toilet in here she thought, and she checked
around the walls again in case she had missed a little door or alcove,
where a toilet should be.

After five minutes searching she realised her first conclusion had
been correct. Her bladder was really under pressure by now, and she
was struggling not to leak into her panties. She called out "I really
need to go to the toilet, please! Is anybody there? Please! I am going
to wet myself!" She stopped and listened, but there was no response.
"Well it's not my fault if I mess up their room", she said to herself.
She picked a corner away from where she planned to sit, pulled down
her panties, squatted and began to pee. There was quite a lot and she
could hear it hitting the floor and spreading out around her. Some
splashed back off the hard floor onto her legs. When she was finished
she fixed her clothes and returned to her spot.

The same thing occurred every time she needed the toilet. By the end
of the third day the room stank of crap and pee, and she was really
hungry and thirsty. Her mouth and throat were dry from calling out,
and the smell of stale excrement and perspiration clung to her every
pore. She was all cried out by now also, having burst into tears with
frustration and loneliness. She wished by now that anything would
happen to relieve the terrible silence. Her period had come the
previous sleep session (she had lost all concept of day and night by
now) and she could feel where her panties and skirt were spoiled by
the flow. For a girl who was used to keeping herself scrupulously
clean, this was a nightmare for Beth

She was lying half dozing in her corner when all at once a small chink
of light appeared through a small porthole near the floor in the long
wall of the room away from her. She raced across and on the other side
she could just make out a small bowl of rice on the floor outside. She
started to reach with her hand and the porthole door immediately
snapped shut. She screamed.

She was so hungry, that the sight of the food had set her stomach
juices flowing in anticipation, and it was growling angrily at her
now. "Why did you do that?" she shouted as loud as she could manage.
But of course there was no reply. Then suddenly, above the porthole
another hatch opened and a drawer opened from the wall. It was lit
just enough to enable it to be seen but gave no light to the room. She
looked in the drawer but it was empty.

She screamed in frustration again at this cruel joke, and went back to
her corner. The drawer remained where it was. She contemplated it for
a long time, wondering the reason for it. Then she thought ‘why not'
and went over to it again. She took off her ring and placed it in the
drawer. For a few moments nothing happened, then the drawer receded
and the food porthole opened again. She bent down and found she could
just about push her head through to get a look outside the room. She
saw what looked like the inside of a small enclosure, about the same
size as a little dog kennel, which was lit by a weak lamplight. On the
floor below her face was the bowl of rice, she pushed her face into it
and scooped up a large mouthful before withdrawing her head back into
her room. There was no reprisal. She reached out quickly with her hand
to grab the rice bowl but was met a stinging blow across the knuckles,
and the porthole slammed shut as she withdrew her hand. She cried for
a few minutes until the pain subsided, she was sure one of her fingers
must be broken. But she was still very hungry, and the mouthful of
food she had already eaten just left her yearning for more. The drawer
appeared again. Deciding she must try again she removed one of her
earrings and dropped it in. Again the drawer receded and the porthole
reopened. Remembering nothing had happened the last time she pushed
her head through, she closed her eyes and risked it. Looking now at
the bowl of rice she put her face into it and retrieved another
mouthful. Nothing happened. She quickly swallowed and devoured the
remainder of the rice as fast as she could.
When she had licked the bowl clean of every minute morsel she
retreated into her room and the porthole immediately slammed shut. The
drawer reappeared.

She dropped in her other earring to see what would happen. The drawer
again closed and the porthole opened. This time there was a bowl of
water sitting outside. She stuck her head out and lapped it up as best
she could. When she was half way through the porthole slammed shut
butting her head and throwing her back into the room. She crawled over
to her corner dazed and sore. The drawer slid open again.

 CHAPTER 3
LEARNING CURVE

"She learns quickly, Master", said Jason turning from the view screen.
"She is the pick of the bunch, Jason", the Master replied. "I hope she
fights us all the way'.

Beth woke from another sleep period feeling hungry. She wanted to go
to the drawer but realised she had nothing of value left to put in it.
She got up and walked around to ease the stiffness in her muscles.
Although the walls were soft the floor was made of concrete and there
was nothing for her to lie on. She continued exercising, singing and
napping, which was the routine she had developed to fill her waking
hours, until she felt the need to crap. She walked over to the toilet
corner that stank to high heaven, and tried hard not to step in her
previous deposits. As she squatted, relieving herself an idea came to
her. Pulling up her panties she went to the drawer removed one of her
shoes and dropped it in. After a few minutes the drawer closed and the
porthole opened. She put her head through and viewed the contents of
the bowl, it looked awfully like dog food to her but she pushed her
head in and devoured it as if it was prime beef. She just managed to
get the last morsel in her mouth and withdraw her head when the
porthole slammed shut and the drawer reopened. The food had made her
thirsty so she placed the other shoe in the drawer and waited for the
porthole to reopen. When it did she pushed through and gulped the
water as fast as she could before they slammed it shut again.

She waited what seemed like another couple of days, before she went to
the drawer again, this time using her socks. She followed a few days
later with her panties and bra. She wondered what she would do when
her clothes ran out, her soiled skirt and blouse were all that now
protected her modesty, not that anyone could see in this darkness.

She held out as long as she could, but eventually her hunger overcame
her resolve and she walked gingerly to the drawer. She slowly
unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the full glory of her young pert 32B
breasts, with their small nipples and neat pink areole. She placed the
blouse in the drawer and waited for the porthole. She shoved her head
in the bowl without stopping to look and ravenously consumed the
disgusting fare lying within. She pulled back and still chewing the
last mouthful crawled quickly to her corner.

She was ashamed with herself for giving in. In the darkness she did
not realise the need to cover up and the Master for the first time
admired the young girls previously unseen assets. He wondered how long
she would hold out without coming back for water. The dog food had
been heavily salted, so he expected she was feeling quite thirsty by
now. He hoped she wouldn't give in too soon.

Beth did not disappoint him. Although her lips and throat were on fire
she resisted for another two days. She was almost feverish as she
rationalised that it was dark and nobody would actually see her naked.
Her body cried out for water, and why suffer so much when she knew she
would have to give in eventually.

Finally decided, she let out a croaky despairing wail and crawled over
to the drawer. With trembling hands she removed the last vestiges of
her modesty and consigned it to the drawer. The porthole opened and
seeing the water bowl she temporarily forgot her condition and dived
through the hole. She ducked her head in the bowl and greedily drank
every last drop, getting her head back just in time to miss another
nasty bang from the door. She stood up and for the first time, her
audience got a full picture of the youth in all her glory. There was
no doubt she was beautiful, from her lovely pear shaped face and full
lips, along her deliciously ripe breasts to the source of her
womanhood. Through the light covering of dark pubic hair, her virginal
pussy lips pouted cheekily, just crying out to be violated by a
monster throbbing cock. Her athletic slim legs completed the picture
of a most desirable beauty.

CHAPTER 4

PHASE 2

Three days had passed since Beth had traded her last possession,
although to her it was just more of the same long, monotonous routine
of hunger, thirst and mindless boredom, interspersed with periods of
sleep. She had lost all concept of time by now. Day and night were
just memories to her. She had come to realise that a glorious rescue
was not going to happen, but she had also determined that she was
going to stay alive as long as she could and take the first chance of
escape.
They were not going to break her.

The hallucinations had started the previous evening. Beth had woken up
and was plainly looking in the direction of whatever she thought she
saw. "I'm not too bad, Daddy", she was whimpering, "But I am so
lonely. When are going to come and get me out of here?"  The
conversation continued and then the absolute despair, as she realised
it was a waking dream. This was the crucial time for The Master; if he
acted too early he would never break her. Too late, and she would slip
over the edge to madness. Its time he decided, "Jason, the gas". Then
turning to his other aides, "get the theatre ready, we operate in an
hour".

An unconscious Beth was wheeled into the single well-equipped
operating theatre, where a fully qualified team was prepared to carry
out the Master’s instructions. First they cleaned her body of the
caked excrement that clung to every crevice and deloused her hair.
Then they lay her face up on the operating table, strapping her arms
and legs out wide so that all her secret places were on view for the
first time in normal light. There was no doubt she was well on her way
to being a woman of extraordinary beauty. The weeks of deprivation had
removed any traces of the puppy fat she had accumulated since the
onset of puberty, and her body was now perfectly proportioned. Her
little pert nipples smiled pink and sweet from her firm young breasts,
just itching to be pinched and sucked and bitten by a willing tutor.
Her flat stomach was stretched so as to give full definition to her
rib cage, and her untouched pussy, with its smiling lips and downy fur
had her doctors salivating lustily.

The first stage of the operation was set in motion. The team set to
work removing every single hair from all over her body killing every
root with electrolysis and laser treatment as they went, ensuring that
no hair would ever grow there again. Nothing was left, not even the
tiniest growth. It was a very time consuming endeavour and required
three shifts of workers to complete job. But the finished results were
well worth it. She was as bare as a newborn baby and looked just as
sweet.

A new team entered to perform the next operation. The main surgeon
took a pliers type instrument from the tray and inserted it into
Beth’s vagina. He turned some screws and the outer labia parted
revealing the pink healthy flesh of the inner or minor labia.

When the surgeon had widened the vagina enough he took up a scalpel
and proceeded to remove all but a 1/8th inch of Beth’s inner lips. He
clamped and stitched the greatly reduced flesh and then proceeded to
the clitoris. While female circumcision normally involves the removal
of all or part of the clitoris, the surgeon had no such intention in
mind. Beth’s clitoris was a major tool in the Masters plan for her
subjugation. The surgeon very carefully exposed a larger area of the
clit and moved it forward so that any pressure on the outer lips would
cause a reaction. He then stimulated it with a small electrical
current, bringing Beth to her first major orgasm. The stimulation was
repeated until the unconscious girl was in almost continual orgasm.
Her muscles jerked and her body moved up and down and from side to
side in her restraints.  Her virginal juices freely flowed and the
surgeon could not resist wiping them with his finger and sucking the
ambrosia until it was time to prepare her for return to her cell. He
placed a catheter tube in her urethra as the swelling would prevent
her from peeing and could cause a serious bladder or kidney infection.
He injected her with a potent cocktail of antibiotics and called the
orderlies.

Some time later Beth came round from the anaesthetic. She knew she had
been drugged again because her headache had returned big time. She
opened her eyes to the same total darkness and lay still trying to get
her bearings. Something was different but she couldn't quite put her
finger on it. Then she realised, the horrible stench was gone and
replaced with the clean aroma of fresh pine forests, and her cell had
been cleaned. She started to get up to inspect her prison when the
pain hit her. Her pussy felt like it was on fire and her groin was
stiff and tender. She sat back against the wall and breathed heavily
until she had control of the pain. Slowly she lowered her hand to
investigate. Her fingers found the plastic catheter tube and she
followed it back to her vagina. There she discovered to her horror
that all her pubic hair was missing. She screamed silently to herself
‘What have they done to me?' she tried to feel inside her vagina but
her lips were so sore and swollen that the pain was too much for her
to bear. She sat back against the wall and started to cry. It was too
much for her, what were they doing to her? What did they want with
her? Was this dark hole to be her life until she died? Where was the
sense in that? She was abandoned and helpless, at the mercy of these
people who did horrible things to her privates and left her in
darkness to go mad or starve to death, whichever came first.

Suddenly, the porthole opened and she could see the top of the food
bowl on the other side. So they were going to feed her. But the
porthole was all across the other side of the room. She lifted her
tortured body to a kneeling position and crawled painfully toward the
promised meal. She stuck her head over the bowl and proceeded to
consume the contents. When she had finished she took her head back,
and the porthole closed and reopened with a bowl of water which she
hastily drunk. She turned around and placed her back to the wall.
There was no way she could crawl back to where she had been; the pain
had been so great. But also amongst the pain was a feeling she
couldn't understand. As her legs moved she could feel a sort of
pleasurable sensation that was almost sexual. She put her knees
together and rubbed her thighs off each other. It hurt like hell but
also the feeling was there again. What had they done to her?

Six weeks passed and Beth’s vagina was almost completely healed. She
had received food and water at irregular but sufficiently frequent
intervals to allow her to concentrate from time to time on other
things. She was free from pain, but was now pressed with another need
that seemed almost impossible to satisfy. As the pain in her vagina
subsided, the pleasurable exotic feeling had increased in intensity
whenever she moved about on her hands and knees. She tried to feel it
walking upright, but while it was present, it was just too illusive.
Without realising it she now spent most of her time crawling around on
all fours. This pleased her admirers immensely as they had an
uninterrupted view of her bare, extremely excitable, virgin fuck hole.
The knowledge that every move, made it cry out for a cock to scratch
the unending itch, was a major turn-on.

Beth awoke after a particularly long sleep, and she felt very refreshed, also the catheter tube had been removed, and her
pussy felt fighting fit. She couldn't figure out, why her pubic hair
or indeed any of her body hair had stopped growing, but she could not
feel even hair stubble anywhere on her body. With the catheter out she
now felt free, and put her hand down to investigate her vagina
properly for the first time since the operation. She rubbed her
fingers delicately around the outer lips and confirmed that indeed
there was not a single pube to be found. Tentatively she spread her
lips and pushed her forefinger in. She could feel where the minor
labia had been removed, and knew her body well enough to realise that
they were missing. Everything else felt alright though. Then she
brushed against her clit. The shock made her freeze. It was much
larger than she remembered and it was not in the same place. But the
feeling she got made her bite her lip in pleasure. She rubbed it
gently and started to masturbate with gusto as she laid her head back
and opened her legs wide to ease her access. She came almost
immediately. Then was immediately filled with shame, as she realised,
this was the first time she had done this outside the privacy of her
own room. But now the darkness was a friendly cloak, no one would see
her in here. The porthole opened and dinner was served. She crawled
over enjoying every movement as she swung her hips for maximum effect,
and put her head through. She ate quickly, as she had been conditioned
to and then removed her head for the door to close and reopen with her
water. Once sated, she went to her corner to masturbate again.
The Master was delighted. Phase 2 had gone very well, and the feisty
little virgin, still hadn't realised what a star attraction she was.
The operation had been a success in everyway, and the monotony of the
silent dark room had concentrated her mind on the pleasure of
masturbating, which she now did at least five times a day, and with
the constant stimulation in her sleep, her mind would soon be hooked
on it like a drug.

CHAPTER 5

DEFLOWERING

Beth’s mind was miles away from her hellhole as she feverishly rubbed
her clit for the third time this wake period. She knew it was wrong,
but it freed her from her prison, and made life almost bearable. She
was close to orgasm when suddenly a bank of brilliantly bright lights
lit the room. To Beth’s dark trained eyes, it was a painful alien
intrusion. She put her hands up to shield them, and then screamed in
pain as a rubber hose was lashed across her back. This was followed by
more as two space suit-clad people laid into her with no mercy. She
tried to scramble to a corner of the room as the blows rained down on
her, not caring where they fell. One blow lashed the crack of her anus
and snaked around to clip her straight between the legs. The blow on
her already stimulated clit made her scream even louder. She curled up
in the corner, trying to present as small an area as possible to her
attackers.
Suddenly they were gone and the lights went out. She uncurled slowly,
her body aching from head to toe. She was bruised all over. Why had
they done that? Did they catch her masturbating? She would have to be
a lot more careful in future.
She refrained from her new hobby for as long as she dared, but her
clitoris would not be ignored. She crawled into a corner and curled
up. Surreptitiously she allowed her hand to drift to her pussy and
rubbed her clit. Immediately, the lights came on, and the beating was
repeated, and as suddenly ended again. When she finished crying, she
realised that they had some way of knowing, when she was going to
masturbate. There was a weal growing on her thigh, and she rubbed it,
accidentally touching her private area. Lights, beating, darkness
again. She had painfully learned that she must never touch her pussy
again. She went to her corner and putting her hands under her head,
she fell asleep.

When she woke up, her body ached and she could barely move. But she
needed the toilet and crawled across to her corner. As she opened her
legs and squatted a strange voice (the first she had heard since being
imprisoned in this room) said, "pee". When she needed a dump, the same
voice said, "Crap". When she put her head through the porthole the
same voice said, "eat", and then "drink". This was repeated every time
she did one of these.

After a couple of days of this, she was dozing trying to sleep and not
think of the agonising longing in her clit, when the lights suddenly
came on. She instinctively curled up expecting a beating for some
other rule she had unknowingly broken. But the blows did not come. She
slowly uncurled and tried to look up but her eyes hurt too much. Then
one of the figures picked her up and placed her on her hands and knees
with her legs about 18 inches apart. He made her face forward, and
then the voice said, "Stand!" She tried to get up but she was held her
in position. She was knocked over, and again the voice said, "stand".
She was placed in the kneeling position.

Once more she was knocked over. The voice repeated the order "Stand"
and she got into the position she was shown. "Good Cunny", purred the
voice. Next the spaceman (as she thought of her instructor) opened her
legs a little wider and pushed her ass down between her legs so it
rested on the floor between her calves. It was uncomfortable but she
managed it. The Voice said, "sit!"  Again she was pushed over. The
voice said, "stand", and Beth got in the first position. Then the sit
order was given and she sat as she was shown. "Good Cunny" purred the
voice again. The spaceman then laid her on her back with her arms out
and her legs spread about 18 inches apart knees bent. "Lie down", the
Voice ordered.
The three orders were repeated over and over again, for the next hour,
and Beth, too tired and sore to resist, complied correctly every time,
to the purring "good Cunny" from the voice.  Once she had turned her
head to look behind her, while in the stand position, to watch the
spaceman as he cleaned her pussy and anus, but she had been given a
serious beating, and her head forcibly faced forward. She soon
realised that once in position, she was not meant to move.

These lessons together with the commentary on her toilet habits were
repeated regularly. The spaceman became increasingly impatient and
beat her if she did reach her correct position, immediately. This
always happened just after she had dropped of to sleep, and was too
tired to argue. Actually, she was continually tired these days, as it seemed she was getting very little sleep at all. She found it easier
when the lights came on to think of nothing else and wait for the
commands and obey immediately, otherwise she could not react in time.

The restrictions increased as time wore on. She could not eat or drink
until the order, eat and drink was given by the voice. It was another
painful lesson to learn this.

The Master checked his notes, the sleep deprivation had weakened her
resistance, and she was accepting behaviour modification. Now was the
time to go for total control.

Beth woke up and felt a bit dizzy, she had been allowed a long sleep,
and felt a bit better. She was bursting for a pee and crawled over to
her corner and squatted as usual. She started her stream and was
surprised not to hear the voice. Suddenly the door burst open, the
lights came on and she was given the beating of her young life. With
pee still dripping she raced to her corner and curled up. As quickly
as they entered, the spacemen left.

Beth was in shock. They would not even let her pee now! Her bladder
was still full, and she needed to go so badly. She accidentally let a
drop slip out and they were on her again beating her into her corner.
She screamed at them to leave her alone, "People have to pee!" she
wailed, "What am I supposed to do now?" Then she set her lip and went
over to the toilet corner again squatted to pee. Again they came in
and beat her, but she had had her pee. This battle went on every time
she needed the toilet, and finally they won, as everyone knew it was
inevitable.

Her other training continued, and every command was now obeyed with
speed. But they would not let her pee or crap. She begged them,
pleaded with them, but they took no notice.

Then, when she thought she would die, her trainer had her stand and
the voice said, "pee". It took her a few seconds, but then she peed a
river all around her legs and across the floor. The relief was
palpable. "Good Cunny” the voice purred, as she squeezed out the last
few drops. "Sit,” said the voice, and she immediately dropped her ass
onto the pool of urine formed below her. "Good Cunny" came the voice
again. "Stand Cunny” and she stood while the spaceman cleaned her ass
and pussy. She knew better than to look around, her head remained
facing forward.

Every time she woke, she was told to pee or crap, and if she didn't
respond instantaneously, she was beaten and had to wait until the next
time she was told before she could go. Beth discovered that the only
way to avoid the beatings was to give total control of her bodily
functions to the voice. When the voice said Pee! Her bladder just
opened now without her having to think about it, the same when they
wanted her to crap. She knew it was wrong, but her tired sore and
battered body could take no more. All she wanted to do was sleep. It
was easier not to think and let them control her.

She was in one of her exhausted dreamless sleeps, when the lights came
on and two spacemen came in. Her body and mind were instantly alert,
ready to respond immediately to any command. She got into this ready
condition instinctively now.

"Come here Cunny", said the first spaceman, "here girl". She got up
and went over on all fours to his side. (She had long ago stopped
walking as she got beaten for standing up). She looked up at him
waiting for his commands. He rubbed her head like he was petting a
dog. Then he walked across the room and said, "Heel Cunny", she knew
what he meant and fell into line behind him. "Stand Cunny", and she
took the standing position. He rubbed her head again and the he
fingered her clit saying "good girl Cunny, good girl". The soft words
and pleasure she was getting from his finger, made her feel good. She
had pleased him. For the very first time, she felt happy.

"Pee", and instantly, her bladder opened to his command. She had tried
to pee herself earlier and it wouldn't work. She could not go no
matter how hard she tried. Her body belonged to them now. But she
still had her mind, she told herself. They will not get me in here.

Her training schedule was complete. The Master was delighted. Phase 4
was already fully booked, and he had planned it for a week hence,
after she had time to rest and get her full wits back. That week went
in a daze for Beth she was either asleep or going through a training
schedule. She was rewarded more and more now as she pleased her
masters. She loved when he played with her clit, as now she was
catching up her sleep it was getting more and more sensitive again.
She longed to masturbate, but she knew she was not allowed to touch
her pussy, as it would displease the Voice. Only he could tell her
what was allowed.

After a particularly long sleep session, Beth woke up feeling really
refreshed, and more herself than she had felt for ages. The Door
opened and the spaceman came in.

"Come here Cunny". She went over immediately. He took her through a
training session and finished with the lie down command. She lay there
facing the ceiling, as he took out a cloth and damped it with a liquid
from a bottle he carried. She lost sight of his hands as he bent down
beside her. Then she felt him wiping her pussy with the damp rag, all
around the outer lips and pushing it gently into her, rubbing her
extended clit as he did so and giving her a rush of pleasure.

Then he told her to stand. He took out a leather dog collar and fitted
it round her neck, then attached a lead to it. "You have been such a
good girl Cunny, that I am taking you for a walk, you will like that
wont you?" She was not allowed to speak so she whined a reply. To get
out of this room after all this time, even on the end of a lead,
excited her.
A large door opened automatically and the spaceman led her out into a
high fenced coral, with green soft grass underfoot. He led her to a
corner and told her to pee. She was grateful for that, now she could
relax and enjoy being outside.

He took her off the lead and said free, which meant she could do what
she wanted herself within limits. She crawled around and looked and
smelled everything. She was seeing things like new after so long in
the darkness. The fresh air smelled lovely. Then she heard a gate open
and shut, and looked in the direction of the sound. Her Master had
gone out, but standing in the corral was a large Great Dane. He
sniffed the air and then trotted over to her. She was unsure what to
do. She stood still, afraid to make a mistake that would get her a
beating and thrown back in her cell too soon. The dog sniffed her face
and then put his big nose against her breasts and licked her nipples.
He moved around to sniff her ass, she didn't like him to do this so
she turned and moved around facing him again. He was intent on
sniffing her ass so she decided it was best to move with him, and they
both circled, him trying to sniff, her turning to avoid him.
Suddenly over a loud speaker came the command, "Cunny stand!" Afraid
now she immediately adopted the position with her legs 18 inches apart
and her eyes staring straight ahead. She longed to turn and see what
the dog was doing, but her training was too strong and she remained
still.

The dog found what he was seeking. The strong smell of bitch in heat,
which Jason had transferred from the rag to her pussy, was getting the
dog excited. He sniffed the air once to make sure and then gave a
great lick that drowned Beth’s ass and pussy in spittle. He then
started to lick directly on her vagina and the tip of his tongue slid
between her lips and engaged her clit. The sensation in Beth’s loins
was amazing she had never felt anything like it before in her young
life. Her body responded and her love juices started to run freely,
the dog immediately lapped them up further stimulating Beth’s love
tunnel to even greater efforts.

"Free Cunny!" and able to move again she turned to face the giant dog.
He was prancing about excitedly and she noticed the red tip of his
cock poking from its sheath. On all fours as she was the dog dwarfed
her and his great strength was plain to see as he moved around to get
behind her again.

She remembered the amazing effect his tongue had earlier produced and
now her body was crying out for more of the same. She stopped avoiding
him and to her eternal shame let the brute caress her wanton clit with
his amazing tongue. The effect was almost instantaneous as her body
responded sending her into a long incredible orgasm.

Suddenly Bruno had enough. He lifted his legs and positioned himself
over Beth’s back. She could feel his hairy stomach and legs and he
encircled her waist. Suddenly something hard hit her in the space
between her pussy and anus. All at once Beth realised what was about
to happen. She got control of her senses and escaped from the dogs
grasp as quickly as she could. The Dane growled as his bitch played
hard to get and immediately followed her across the paddock.  Again he
stuck his tongue to her dilated clit, the fertile scent spurring him
to greater efforts. Beth let him lick her off once more unable to
resist the indescribable pleasure this gave her.
Then "stand Cunny!" and she automatically got into position. Realising
now that she was totally vulnerable she began to feel very frightened.
In the standing position she had no defence against this giant brute.
Bruno seeing that his bitch was finally complying, got onto Beth’s
back once more. Beth was now terrified. She couldn't turn around, but
she knew that the dog was trying to mount her. Why didn't the spaceman
return, surely he would not let this happen. Please tell me to sit;
she begged them in her mind.

Bruno jacked his hard tipped cock against her ass looking for her fuck
hole but was unable to find it. To Beth’s relief he dismounted and
began licking her pussy again. As she started to respond Bruno got
back on and after some seriously painful (to Beth) humping suddenly
found the opening of Beth’s virgin prize. She gasped as he pushed his
cock in about an inch to make sure he was in the right place. Her mind
was racing, how big was a dog cock anyway? She wanted to break away
but her training would not allow her to move.
"Oh my god, this dog is stealing my cherry and I'm letting him!" she
screamed in her mind.

Having secured his bitch, Bruno pressed home. Beth felt a piercing
pain as her maidenhood was shredded and her tight 15-year-old virgin
love canal was blasted open by Bruno's nine-inch throbbing member. She
barely had time to mourn her loss, when the giant dog started humping
her with great powerful thrusts that hit painfully and remorselessly
against her cervix. The sliding motion awakened her clitoris, as it
was crushed against her pelvic bone. As the great hound battered her
beautifully manicured and remoulded pussy, Beth was raised on a high
of pleasure she had only dreamed about before. An explosion of colours
erupted inside her head as she orgasmed continuously on the end of the
animal pole. Then she gasped as Bruno stiffened and released his load
deep within her womb. She could feel the warm stickiness of it as it
filled her cavity and squirted out around the giant love machine, when
there was no more room. They both rested, panting for breath. Then
Beth noticed that rather that going soft, the dog’s cock was getting
bigger, just inside her already over stretched lips Bruno's Knot grew
to the size of a tennis ball, completely trapping the young ex virgin
on the end of his cock. Beth’s legs were pushed apart as her young
vagina struggled to accommodate this new invasion. She cried as the
pain racked her young body, it felt like she was having a baby. Bruno
tried to pull off but he was stuck solid, and almost ripped Beth’s
pussy to shreds. She was breathing heavily, trying to work through the
pain when he suddenly moved sideways and pulled his hind leg across
her
back, scratching her in the process. He was now facing the other way,
and they were in the standard dog-bitch post mating lock. The spaceman
returned, and walked over to the two copulating beasts. "Good girl
Cunny, I see you met Bruno", said Jason, envious of the big hound, and
feeling his own member jerk erect, at the incredible sight before him.
"I'm glad you two hit it off, because the Master has decided you are
to be his bitch". He called Bruno over and the big dog responded,
pulling the impaled girl behind him across the grass. "And look at you
Cunny, letting a dog take your cherry like that, you really are a
cheap slut! And what's more, you loving that big old cock of his
pounding away inside you, couldn't get enough of it could you? Does
your Momma know what a dirty little dog bitch she reared? I am sure
she will be pleased with your excellent performance when we send her
and all your ex-friends the video". ‘I had no choice', she told
herself, ‘they made me do it'. As if he knew what she was thinking the
spaceman moved around in front of her and with deep scorn in his voice
rasped "The Master told you to stand Cunny, fucking the dog was all
your idea. You could have said no at any time. You are just a little
slut who loves to play with her pussy, and any available cock will do
to get you off, even a great dirty dog cock. No wonder the Master has
decided to let Bruno have you, as you obviously cannot get enough of
him".

The tears stung Cunny's eyes as the Jason's words hit home. In her
mind what he said was true. She could have got up and stopped the dog
at any time, she would have got a beating, for disobeying the ‘stand'
command but she was used to those, would one more have made a big
difference?

She moved slightly to try to get Bruno's knot to a more comfortable
position. Her pussy was shrinking around the enormous invader, now her
ardour was cooling, and she was wedged on even tighter. The movement
caused Bruno to eject more of his thick warm puppy juice into her, and
she suddenly realised the enormity of what had just transpired. Her
shame was complete, she had become no better than a dumb animal, and
pretty soon her mum and all her friends would know that too. Rescue or
escape were no good to her now, she could never go back and face them.
A piece of her died just then, the room in her mind that housed her
self-respect had just disintegrated. Bruno's knot receded and with a
loud plop accompanied by a river of dog cum, he removed his virgin
basher. He turned around and began to lick her pussy, sealing his cum
inside her, instinctively, as he would have done to a real bitch,
making sure her future brood would be his.

Beth never moved from the spot, they had not told her she could. Jason
took out the lead and attached it to her collar. "Come on Cunny, let's
get you back to your kennel". Silently she followed him.

CHAPTER 6

DOG SLUT

Beth settled in her corner, and curled up. The dog juice dripping down
her legs a reminder of her eternal shame. She had planned to save
herself for her husband on her wedding night, and here she was now,
her virginity given away so cheaply, and to a DOG. The Spaceman was
right, she was a worthless slut. She cried herself to sleep, the huge
sobs coming straight from the core of her being.

The next morning, when she awoke, the air smelled fresh and cool. She
opened her eyes and her room was filled with daylight. The door to the
garden was open. She got up and peeked outside, terrified that the big dog would be there waiting for her, but the garden was empty. Her
spirits lifted she crawled out as quickly as she could, ran to a
corner and squatted, waiting for a toilet instruction from the voice.
"Pee", came the command, and she flooded the grass beneath her.
"Crap", said the voice, and her body immediately obeyed. She rose up
and turned around to look at her deposits. There was a mixture of pee
and dog cum on the ground and she could also see the traces of blood
the testified to her deflowering of yesterday.

She sighed heavily and turned to crawl around and take advantage of
her garden time by investigating everything around her. At about
midday, the spaceman came into the garden with a bowl of food and a
bowl of water and set them down beside her kennel door. She was
hungry, and crawled over in a kind of awkward run she had developed.
This caused her ass to shake from side to side and increase the speed
of the stimulus to her overactive clit. The cameras zoomed in from the
rear angle, to give the watchers a better view, of her bald teen pussy
that smiled invitingly as she went.

When she reached the bowls, spaceman took her through a rigorous
training workout, and then commanded her to eat and drink. When she
finished, she looked up and on hearing, "come here, Cunny!" she ran to
the spaceman in the middle of the garden. He ordered her in the
standing position, patted her on the head and then rubbed her clit
slowly with his gloved forefinger. "Good girl, Cunny", he purred as
she moved her hips in time with his finger. "We are going to teach you
a new trick today, you will like that won't you?" She moaned as his
finger penetrated deeper into her fuck hole and he increased the
tempo. "You know why we named you Cunny, Bitch?" he asked without,
expecting her to answer. "It is because you are a cunt. Your whole reason for existence is as a cum receptacle. So Cunny seems really apt
eh?" He increased the tempo again and inserted a second finger. Her
Clit had taken over her mind by now and she could only moan in
agreement.

Jason moved around to stand directly in front of her face. "Now for
your new trick", he told her. He voiced the command "up!" and caught
her hands and placed them on his thighs so that her face was directly
in front of his groin. He pushed her off, and repeated the command.
She instantly got into position. "Good girl!"

He repeated the exercise several more times to make sure she finished
at the correct height every time. When she had repeatedly got it
perfect, he rewarded her with a quick clit rub.
"Stand!" he commanded, then Jason opened his fly and pulled out his
already erect member. He was quite proud of it, over two and a half
inches thick and just short of seven and a half inches in length. "Up"
he said, and suddenly Beth’s face was directly opposite it, and she
stared at it intently. She had never seen a man's privates before, and
she was amazed at how big they were.

"Open your mouth, Cunny", ordered Jason, and immediately pushed his
love pole between her lips. "Suck", he ordered, and she wrapped her
lips and tongue around it and complied. Beth’s mind was in turmoil.
"Why am I doing this?" she asked herself. And she sadly answered, "it's because I am a cum receptacle, a shameless slut, I'm worthless".

"Move your mouth up and down along it", said Jason, enjoying his power
over this beautiful young teen. "Right down to the base, and don't you
dare get sick over me!" Beth pushed her mouth right down the monstrous
shaft, and found that in order to reach the base, she had to let the
tip slip down her gullet. As it hit the back of her throat, her gag
reflex kicked in but she managed to suppress it for fear of what Jason
would do to her. When she got her mouth the whole way down to the
base, her nose was stuck in his pubic hair, and she rested for a
second to consolidate her progress. With that Jason grabbed her hair
and pushed her head forward and back as he thrust his engorged member
in and out of her throat. Beth thought he was trying to reach her
stomach, with the force he was exerting. He increased his speed and
fucked her rose bud lips slamming his stomach into her face with every
thrust. Like the good slut she was, she never moved from her position.
He could feel the pressure increase and when he could hold back no
longer he pushed his cock as far as it would go and shot his load deep
into her belly. Beth felt the warm stickiness of his baby seed as it
slid down her gullet. "Jeeze you are a sexy slut!" complimented the
spaceman. "You just love cock, don't you Cunny?"
Beth swallowed Jason's load and then proceeded to clean the end of his
cock, working her tongue feverishly, and swallowing every drop before
the spaceman took his enormous cock away. Her mind was turning over
like an express train, telling her that she was a slut, and the lowest
of the low, trying to please her spaceman like this, but her body
betrayed her in the worst possible way. Her clit was jutting out a
mile and humming for a good seeing to. All she wanted was for her
spaceman to turn her around and shove his enormous love pole into her
recently devirginised cum collector. She hoped if she pleased him
enough, he would be unable to stop himself from turning her over and
filling her like she never had been before. She longed to ravage her
engorged clit with her fingers to bring herself some limited relief,
but her training forbade it and she was a good slave slut.

Jason put his now satiated monster away and once more rubbed his
fingers along her clit, saying, "Good Cunny, you are one hell of a
bitch". To Beth the reward was both heaven and hell. The sensations
that shot through her body were like tiny electric shocks racing
through her overburdened brain. She was close to the explosive orgasm
she knew her over stimulated body screamed out for. But her spaceman
stopped just short of giving her the ultimate reward. She whined in
frustration and turned her pussy to him backing toward his hand. "Not
now Cunny, I'm too busy", he jeered, and "you will have to wait you
little dog slut". He looked directly into the nearest camera and
winked at the Master.

The Master was ecstatic. The constant stream of aphrodisiacs being fed
to Beth in her food, was keeping her constantly on edge. Sucking
Jason's well-shaped cock was a brilliant aperitif for what was to
follow. Jason left by the outside exit gate, and left Beth on her
own. She was on free time, as he had not given her any direct
instructions before leaving. She sat down and rubbed her ass along the
ground trying to get more stimuli to her slave maker, but she could
not get over the edge. She decided to try to concentrate on other
things to get her mind off her longings and proceeded to investigate
her surroundings more closely. The fence surrounding her mowed grass
enclosure was at least eight foot high and made of stout timber. In
her present circumstances (on all fours) she was reconciled to the
fact that she would never get a chance to see what was on the other
side. She cocked her ears, but except for the birdsong and insect
noises (none of which she recognised) she could not discern any other
familiar sounds. She wandered around for about an hour smelling every
plant and animal trail in the garden to relieve the sexual frustration
and boredom. She was surprised, that as she concentrated on the
various smells, because she had no other distractions, she could
almost recognise them. She easily identified where she has peed
yesterday because the smell was still pungent, but she was sure she
picked up the smell of Bruno from yesterday where he has loped across
the grass to so casually rob her of her prize.

Suddenly, her ears pricked up as she heard the gates open. She turned
her head and, although she quickly suppressed it, her heart missed a
beat at the sight of Bruno lolloping in and sniffing all around her
timber prison. She watched him as he picked up her scent and followed
it to her resting place. She was in the sitting position as reached
her. Bruno wasted no time as he pressed his nose to hers and then
licked his big tongue across her face. Beth never moved, she was
scared and remembered the pain of yesterday's experience, and did not
want to go through it again. Bruno moved his head lower and began to
gently lick her delicate nipples, which shot erect almost immediately,
displaying their pleasure. Beth could feel the stirring in her loins
gradually increase to an overbearing longing, as Bruno went about his
task.

Then he sniffed around and moved to Beth’s rear. She remained sitting
as she was determined to hold out to prove to her masters that she was
not a complete slut. If Bruno were going to fuck her, they would have
to give her the ‘stand' command. Bruno's tongue snaked under the small
gap between her ass and the grass cushion beneath, flicking against
her traitorous clit as he pulled it back. It sent an electric shock
through Beth’s body, tuning her brain into the slightest sensations
caused by the manoeuvring of this incredible hounds tongue. She lifted
her ass slightly to let him get a bit more room. Bruno didn't need a
second invitation. His tongue snaked in and out, causing her pussy to
spasm with each long luxurious lick of his enormous velvet tongue.
Beth’s ears were cocked, the stand command would come soon now, and
then she would have to let this hound, defile her with his big painful
dog thing. She waited, and waited but there was no command. Well no
one ordered me to sit, she thought to herself, so I can stand if I
want to. It doesn't mean I have to let him stick that thing in me. She
lifted her ass and moved without thinking into the stand position.
Bruno immediately dipped his tongue deep into her hairless love canal
and licked out her free flowing love juices with relish.
Beth’s mind exploded, as her first incredible orgasm hit her
unexpectedly. She moaned audibly as her body moved in time to Bruno's
machinations. Everyone had a hard on, even the Master, who felt the
pressure of his own well-exercised member straining against his fly.
No one could wait for what would happen next.

Beth came down from her incredible high, and realised that Bruno was
trying to get in position to mount her.  Temporarily sated she did not
want to give in to the brute so she turned to face him. Frustrated,
Bruno growled and looked Beth straight in the eyes. ‘You are my Bitch,
behave!' was the look Beth read in his eyes. He growled slightly and
put his head into her ass and started to lick once more her wanton
clit. Beth tried to pull away but the sensation was too strong and she
delayed a bit to let Bruno, drink his fill of her free flowing love
juices. Again he tried to mount her; again she moved away and turned
to face him. "Shit! thought Jason, "the girls a real bitch without knowing it. I'm going to cum in my trousers in a minute".

Beth’s mind was in total confusion. The relentless licking on her
fully erect clit was driving her crazy, but no one had given her any
command, what was she to do? She could not let this monstrous dog
mount her, because then there would be no excuses, it would be her
decision. The Master or the spaceman did not seem to be watching,
because if they wanted her to stand for Bruno they would have
commanded her by now. But her body was screaming out for release, she
needed a cock inside her and she need it now. What was she to do? She
started to cry. "Why am I such a slut?" she asked herself, as she
pushed her pussy deeper onto Bruno's tongue.

She could feel his belly hair on her back as he got in position to
mount her for a third time. She made a half-hearted attempt to pull
away but his legs were now firmly round her waist pulling her towards
him. She could feel the sharp point of his cock as it sought the
opening to her teen fuck tunnel that only yesterday testified to her
purity. She went to pull away again, but only succeeded in helping him
to find her sacred opening between the beautifully bald surgically
altered lips of her young pussy. She felt the hardness of him as he
entered her, securing her tighter in his powerful grasp, consolidating
before the inevitable push that would render her in two. Beth took a
deep breath and braced herself. Even though she was ready, the
enormous rod of the big dog, still caught her by surprise and she
gasped open mouthed with eyes wide as he buried his throbbing red
boner, right up to her cervix in one easy motion. Bruno started to
pound her pussy with merciless strength, shaking her to the bone with
each mighty thrust. Beth went along for the ride on her own train to
ecstasy. She came again and again as the big dog gave her the seeing
to she had longed for all day.
Finally, when she thought she had died and gone to heaven she felt
Bruno's tip spasm and the big dog shudder, and she knew he was about
to shoot his beastie load into her womb. She was so far gone that she
welcomed the hot thick semen as it filled her every crevice and, as
before, pushed its way back along Bruno's cock and squirted out to run
down between her legs.

Coming down from her latest orgasm, Beth realised she had to get
herself off Bruno's pole as quickly as possible before it swelled and
impaled her as yesterday. She could feel the knot increasing in size
already. She dug her hands in the ground and tried to pull herself
from under the heavy hound, but Bruno just held her tighter,
determined his bitch would get the full treatment.

Beth screamed as the knot reached it's full expansion, and locked
itself inside her severely stretched vagina. She had forgotten the
intense pain she felt the last time she was tied to Bruno. She
breathed deeply, just like the women on TV who were having babies she
thought, as she fought to gain control of the pain, which was
splitting her in two. Then Bruno pulled his leg across and once more
they were in the post mating position, back to back like two
baby-making dogs. She knew that if she didn't move Bruno's knot would
shrink a bit quicker than yesterday. But unfortunately, for Beth that
wasn't to be. The gate opened and in walked spaceman Jason. "Hello
Bruno my boy. Giving your bitch slut a good fucking I see. Good dog!
Come here boy!"

Bruno pulled Beth across the garden to where Jason was standing, the
movement causing him to shoot fresh thick cum into Beth’s already full
womb and making his knot as hard as ever. Jason ignored Beth as he
rubbed Bruno's head and made a big fuss of the dog. "See Bruno, I told
you Cunny was a bitch slut, she just needed the right dog to teach her
how. I wonder what her excuse will be today, she just fucked you and
nobody said a word to her. Well she just proved herself to be truly
your fuck slut now boy, so you might as well stay here and enjoy her
whenever you want. Fuck that made me horny".

He moved around to Beth’s front and gave her the ‘up' command. She
struggled up even though it hurt like hell as Bruno's cock held her
back in the stand position, but she just about made it. Her position
wasn't perfect, but Jason appreciated the effort and pain involved in
getting to where she did. He took out his already hard cock and
stuffed in Beth’s mouth. She closed her lips on it and began to move
up and down on him as he had previously shown her, all the time trying
to suck his love juice from him. Her mouth pushed against his belly as
she let his cock slide down the back of her throat. Although she felt
the gag reflex, it was easier to suppress it this time, and
concentrated on pleasing her Master, as Jason caught her head and
fucked her young mouth ferociously until he could hold back no longer
and shot his load down her willing throat.  Beth swallowed the semen
greedily; she liked the taste, and the constant stimulation to her
mouth and fanny, brought her to orgasm for the countless time that
day. Jason let her clean him with her tongue before, turning and
leaving through the gate. A short while later Bruno broke free from
Beth and turned to complete the mating ritual by licking his cum and
sealing it in Beth’s pussy. Exhausted she let him.

The cell door opened and Beth went inside, Bruno followed her. For the
next two weeks Beth knew no peace from Bruno as he fucked her time and
again as the notion took him. Beth did not refuse him, as her Master
had told him, she was his bitch to do with, as he wanted.

Frequently, Beth’s training was continued between fuck sessions, and
her toiletry commands were reinforced daily so that her masters now
had such complete control of her motions, that she never even bothered
trying no matter how much she needed relief.

One morning on the third week, Beth noticed that her nipples were
thickening and her breasts were feeling harder and fuller that usual.
She was also aware that her period was over a week late. ‘Oh my god'
she thought to herself, ‘can a girl get pregnant from a dog? Surely
not!' But Bruno was the only one fucking her and she had taken gallons
of his puppy juice into her womb by now. A further week later and she
was definite that the fluid seeping through her thick sore nipples was
milk, but although her stomach was hard, she did not feel any life
inside her. ‘How would I know what a puppy person would do inside me?'
she thought, but although she continued to please Bruno, she was now
very worried.

The Master was pleased with the results, he had mixed high levels of
hormones in Beth’s feed for the last month and admiring the round
fullness of her young thick nippled breasts he knew she was ripe for
Breast-feeding. Bruno's other bitch had just given birth to 8 puppies
and the Master had hand picked two sickly runts for Beth to rear. In
her next feed they mixed in a strong diuretic that would give Beth
severe stomach pains. The Master knew that Beth thought she was
pregnant although she couldn't believe how, and he wanted to maintain
the illusion. It was critical to the next phase of his plan.

Beth had just eased herself off Bruno's softening knot when the first
pain hit. It ripped through her stomach making her feel like her
insides were turning inside out. A few minutes later, the pain came
again only worse. "I'm in labour' Beth screamed in her mind, as the
full horror of what was happening dawned in her confused mind. She
wanted to scream out for help, but could only manage the pitiful
whimpering that had been conditioned into her. After about an hour,
when she felt like she could no longer bear the pain, she noticed the
familiar smell of the sleeping gas and lost consciousness.

CHAPTER 7

MOMMY

Beth woke up with her usual headache after the sleep gas treatment.
She lay still and tried to take in her surroundings. She tried to move
but her whole body ached, and her pussy felt really sore and
stretched. (The Master had widened it with forceps and inserted a
slight tear with one stitch to give the feeling of realism). She
longed to feel her vagina to see what shape it was in, but she knew
she couldn't. Becoming more aware, she noticed some movement against
her ribs. It was furry but it couldn't be Bruno because it was too
small for that, and it felt like two. She opened her eyes and was
pleased to notice that it was light so at least she could see what was
happening. She raised herself on her elbow and looked down. Her eyes
were filled with awe as she gazed on two of the loveliest puppies she
had ever seen. One was all brown and the other was brown with one
white ear. They were tiny and their eyes were still closed they were
whinnying and their noses were searching around her body, sniffing and
whining with frustration when they couldn't find what they were
looking for.

Beth suddenly felt tears welling up in her eyes. "These are my
babies", she said to herself, "they may have doggy faces, but they are
my beautiful babies!" She crawled around and placed her right nipple
near white ears mouth. He sniffed it and immediately wrapped his mouth
around the nourishing teen tit and began to suck lustily. The
sensation was a whole new experience for Beth and she was surprised at
the peace she felt as her little infant dog drank his fill of her. She
moved the other pup to the other breast and soon both her children
were suckling contentedly, swallowing her nourishing milk almost
without pausing for breath. Their milk teeth grated a little on the
nipples making them a little sore, but Beth did not seem to notice as
she gazed lovingly on her charges.

Bruno came over and sniffed the pups, they were his anyway so he made
sure they were okay and then went back to his corner where he
proceeded to lick his sheathed cock. When the pups had drunk their
fill, they settled down to sleep again. Beth was tired also, and
settled back to rest herself until the next feed. However Bruno had
other ideas and went over to wake her from her slumber. He stuck his
nose into her pussy and it was obvious what he wanted. Although Beth
was sore, Bruno was the father of her pups and she was his bitch, so
she got into the standing position and hoped he would not take too
long. It wasn't long before the pounding rod had her clit humming and
her moaning aloud in orgasm after orgasm. When Bruno was finished and
he always tied, as was his right, he went over to his corner to clean
his love pole.
Beth sank into her corner exhausted, and badly needing to sleep, but
just then the pups awoke and needed feeding. As the pups needed the
breast at least every two hours, Bruno wanted his bitch rights in
between, and the Master insisting on continuing her training, Beth got
very little rest for the next two weeks until the pups opened their
eyes.
Although she was tired most of the time, Beth felt almost content
during this period. In her confused mind, she now had her own little
family, although furrier than she would have hoped for. She loved her
puppies with a maternal instinct as strong as if they were her own
human babies, and Bruno was the nearest thing to a husband she figured
she would ever get in her current situation. The beatings had stopped
now also as she obeyed every command instantly and she was well fed
and fucked continuously. When the pups were about a month old, Beth
woke to the gentle sucking on her breasts that welcomed her each
morning. The pups were bigger now and drawing a lot more milk so her
breasts had expanded to cope. She now possessed two beautifully
rounded and firm C cups. Her contentment showed on her face and she
had never looked more beautiful in all her time in captivity. She
looked over to Bruno's corner, knowing he would be expecting her to
perform her bitch duties, once the pups were seen to. Her clit tingling at the thoughts of the pleasures about to come, She did not
see him instantly and let her gaze wander about the room, but he was
not there. He must be outside going to the toilet she thought, he'd be
back soon. Bruno did not need permission and just emptied himself
where ever and whenever he wanted. The pups finished at her breasts
and she got up and went outside to find him. The sun was shining and
the garden looked beautiful in full flower, but there was no sign of
Bruno anywhere. She was immediately concerned and felt slightly
panicky. This was the first time in well over a month she was without
him. She whinnied as loud as she could, but got no answer. She went
back to her pups and sat down to wait for him to come back.

The Master almost felt sorry for Beth, he had developed a fondness for
her, and was pleased to see she had adapted so well to her new
conditions. But the paymasters were getting bored and it was time to
introduce some new tests for her. Bruno had been removed in the night
and today was going to be a big day for Beth.

About midday, just after a feed when the puppies were taking a nap,
Beth heard the gate open and shut. Her heart leaped, thinking that
Bruno had returned and she rushed out to meet him. But sniffing around
the bottom of the garden was a strange dog. It was a Doberman pit bull
cross and it looked quite vicious. It picked up a scent and followed
it to the cell opening. He looked at Beth, and sniffed her all over.
She kept her head low in a submissive gesture, as she was frightened.
This was a new experience for her as, even the first time, she had
never been actually afraid of Bruno. The stranger caught the puppy
scent and growled. He went over to the corner with menace in his eyes
and made a snap at white ear. The pup just managed to avoid the fierce
teeth and he and his sibling ran over to seek protection behind Beth’s
legs. She was terrified, this dog was way too powerful for her to
fight off, but she had to protect her children. She had no idea what
to do but she had to try something. She decided to use the only weapon
available to her, her sex. She sidled over to the brute and dropped
her head to his cock sheath where she coaxed out the tip of his member
with her tongue. The dog stopped his pursuit of the pups and turned to
examine this new development. Beth licked his extending dog cock more
urgently trying to keep his interest in her, so she could divert him
away. The dog turned his head and sniffed this strange bitch, nosing
her pussy. Beth turned slightly and rubbed her body along his side,
pushing gently into him. The dog moved around to get a good look at
Beth’s fuck hole and pushed his nose right into her snatch. On cue the
dog bitch's clit trembled and started her love juices flowing. The dog
licked with his large, rough tongue and the taste excited him. He
licked even harder realising this was a mating opportunity and then
tried to mount the willing girl. Beth moved forward before he could
get her in his powerful grip and crawled to the cell door. The dog
hesitated and looked back to where the pups were cowering in a corner.
Beth whined and wriggled her gorgeous teen ass, which reeked of her
love pheromones. The dog caught the scent again and followed her out
into the garden. He shoved his muzzle into her crotch and resumed
eating out her love juices. Beth’s mind was filled with desire as her
oversensitive clit was wickedly seduced by the monster's eager tongue.
Moving slowly she lured the dog across the garden and toward the exit
gate. Surely the Master would see and get this killer dog out of her
enclosure. She circled him letting him lick and sniff but not get a
grip so he could impale her. She was using every trick her young mind
could invent, to keep him interested and buy time until help came. But
there was no help for Beth today, even though her every move was
watched with eager eyes.

Suddenly, the dog moved quickly and caught Beth’s waist within his
powerful front legs. He was too strong and she could not break free.
He pushed himself into position and found her throbbing lips with his
first thrust. Beth gasped as his raping rod went right to the hilt and
pounded against her cervix. He was bigger than Bruno in both length
and girth, and she was in serious pain until her vagina adjusted. The
monster pounded her mercilessly and Beth could hold back no longer.
The first orgasm hit with hurricane force and as she screamed aloud in
ecstasy, she could feel the waves of another building quickly
underneath. She lost count of the number of times she came as wave
after wave of pleasure hit her. Until exhausted she came down to earth
as the big dog got ready to fill her womb with his demon seed. When it
came, the hot power of it surprised and excited her anew. But she knew
she must try to get off before the knot swelled. The raping crossbreed
had other ideas though, and held her more tightly as his knot swelled
to impressive proportions. Beth moaned in agony as his great cock
crushed against her cervix to make room for the massive knot that
stretched her legs wide apart. This was not a pleasurable experience
for Beth and she prayed that he did not last as long as Bruno in this
stage. She was raised to new levels of pain as the monster dragged his
hind leg across her back, leaving the deep grove of his nails in her
skin, and turned to complete the post mating position. The teenager
was truly wedged and could not move without feeling almost unbearable
pain. In a strange way, she felt unfaithful to Bruno, but rationalised
that she was saving the lives of their puppies, so she had no choice.
After about 30 minutes, when her legs were starting to cramp and her
whole body ached in sympathy, she felt the dogs knot begin to soften.
She was soon able to slide off and with the customary plop and gush of
cum her battered pussy was free. She remained with her ass high, as
she knew he would want to seal her in. The lapping of her new lover's
tongue was like a balm to her tortured love canal and she was able to
relax. When he was satisfied the devil went over to a corner by
the gate and proceeded to clean his tackle. Beth fell to the ground
and stretched her lovely long legs to ease the soreness in them. She
remained in the garden, keeping an eye on the dog and hoping he would
have forgotten her pups by now. After about an hour the dog got up and
started to sniff around, exploring the garden more fully. He peed
against a fence post, and then made his way toward the cell and the
pups again.

Beth realised that her bladder was full also and the Master had not
let her pee yet today. She started to panic as the dog neared her cell
and crawled as quickly as she could to head him off. She just got
there ahead of him and placed herself between him and her pups. The dog was snarling now, and tried to find an opening to get at them.
Beth made a growling noise back and made herself look as big as
possible. It stopped the hound for a minute, but then he recommenced
his efforts and tried to push her put of the way. He was determined
that this bitch would raise only his offspring. Beth tried her old
trick again, and pushed her head into his stomach, teasing his monster
cock again. To her relief it had the same effect, and she managed to
coax him outside before she went through the ecstasy and agony of
another fucking under the weight of this potential murderer.

While the dog cleaned himself off, Beth took the opportunity, to offer
her swollen breasts to her hungry, frightened pups and tried to calm
them. ‘Why did nobody help her? Please take this killer out," she
cried in her mind. "I've been a good girl, why don't they help us?"
The dog came back again, and again all thorough the afternoon and
night. Each time Beth teased him out and fucked him making it last for
as long as she could. But finally when she thought the monster had
given up for now, exhaustion gripped her and she fell asleep. She woke
to the agonising death scream of little white ear, and jerked awake
looking desperately around for her pups. Her heart split in two, as
the horror of the two tiny bodies assailed her senses. She went over,
tears streaming down her face to sniff and lick their tiny heads,
looking for signs of life, but the demon had done his job well. Head
drooping she went outside and wailed her sorrow to the world.

"Pee!" came the command over a loudspeaker and her bladder opened
allowing her urine stream to cry a river onto the ground, in sympathy
with her sorrow.

The Master was amazed, even in her abject despair her training held.
He had expected her to pick the bodies up and cradle them in her arms,
like a normal girl would have done, but she behaved like a dog bitch
throughout. The big dog, now master of the corral, went looking for
his bitch, and stuffed his great snout into her snatch. Beth moved
away, she was in no mood for fucking, and needed time with her grief.
But the monster had no such sentiments. Growling, he mounted her
without any foreplay and ripped his enormous pole into her dry cunt.
The pain rocketed through Beth’s brain shocking her alert. As he
pummelled her virgin tight pussy his precum and her flowing love
juices, made the intrusion bearable, and her body started to respond.
She moaned aloud as her body betrayed her, as many times before, and
the orgasm built from deep within her belly. She didn't want to do
this, she was mourning for her children, but the orgasm blew all
thoughts from her tortured mind except for the bludgeoning dog cock,
invading her rampant cunt. She came and came with a force that
surprised even her, as she exorcised her grief and her humanity on the
relentless thrusts of the killer's rod. She realised now, that she was
just a dog bitch, and had to live by different rules. Crazy though it
was, she had just accepted that this murderer of her first offspring
was now her new husband. And she knew, because of her efforts the
previous day, he would be much more demanding than her beloved Bruno
ever was.

CHAPTER 8

SLUT

If Beth expected her new lover to be demanding, she was not
disappointed. Satan insisted on pummelling his strange bitch at every
opportunity, night or day, it didn't matter to him. That pussy was
his, and he was determined to give it a good using. Beth, was
exhausted, for three days he had mounted her nearly every four hours,
and she was amazed where all the cum appeared from. The ache in her
milk bulging breasts matched the ache in her heart at the loss of her
little family, and she welcomed the wild oblivion that the killer's
pole brought her, so she gave her all to the fuck sessions.

It was time to bring Beth to new lows now before the next phase of the
experiment was to begin. After Satan had pulled his cock from her sore
fuck hole for the umpteenth time and went outside for a pee, the outer
door locked and The Spaceman appeared for the first time in ages. Beth
new that something new was going to happen to her, and wasn't sure
whether to be excited or afraid. She was happy to see him though, if
only to get away from Satan for a bit. That dog was insatiable and her
little teen cunt was really feeling the pressure. She had lost count
of the number of times she had been fucked since her virginity was
taken, and every time by a cock that in her previous life would never
get near her sacred places.

"Here Cunny!" and her concentration immediately focused on the alien
clad semi-Master. Jason put her through a rigorous training session,
and then fed and toileted her. After cleaning her pussy and ass he
rubbed her aching clit a few times, "Good Cunny", he said, "you are really being a good little dog slut, the Master is very pleased and has a special treat you for later". "Heel!" She fell into line and
followed Jason to the far wall of her cell where two small cup-like
objects had appeared in the wall. He positioned her straight in front
of then and then gave the ‘Up' command. She obeyed instantly and
placed her hands either side of the cups, as there was no thighs to
place them on. "Good Cunny! You are a clever girl", cooed Jason. Next
he pushed her back until her breasts were pushed against each cup with
her nipples deep inside. "Tits" came the command, and then he rubbed
her clit in reward. "Sit!" and Beth sat back on her haunches as she
was taught. "Tits!" and she got up and pushed her breasts against the
cups as she was shown. "Good Cunny", said Jason, and then gave the
‘Stay!' command, which meant she wasn't to move until he told her she
could. Suddenly, Beth felt the insides of the cups close tight around
her nipples. They were very sore from the milk accumulation of the
previous missed feeds, and she flinched and tried to pull back.
"Stay!" came the urgent command accompanied by a lash across her
calves. She kept her tits in position and then felt the vibration as
the breast cups began to suck on her nipples and extract her milk.
Once Beth got used to the machine, she enjoyed the relief she got as
her breasts emptied and released the pressure. "We don't want all that
good bitch milk going to waste do we? Now that you let your pups die,
they don't need it", said Jason cruelly. "You stay there until I
permit you to go. You be a good milk cow now Cunny!" The machine
drained her of every last drop of her baby milk and when it could suck
out no more, it stopped. Beth did not move as she had been told to
stay. Eventually, after having made her wait a very long time, the
spaceman gave the ‘Free!' command and she could move away. She looked
down at her breasts that now were completely empty, they looked saggy,
but she knew they would fill up again quite soon. For the next week,
the ‘tits' command came regularly every four hours, and in between
Satan made sure that her clit had plenty of exercise. He took her
whenever he wanted, pounding his enormous cock into her always,
willing pussy. Beth was a complete slut now. She looked forward to her
new lovers rough, uncompromising fucks, and being fixed to the milking
machine reinforced in her mind that she was no longer human, but a
slave. Lower than an animal, kept alive at her Master’s whim. Only
unquestioning obedience to every command no matter how debasing was
her lot in life now. She was a cum receptacle for the Master’s pets and a milk cow, slave to the milking machine every four hours.

 Beth had just come off the milking machine, when a strange door
opened in another corner of the room. She went over to investigate,
and poked her head through the opening. The door opened onto a big
room almost as big as her garden, and brightly lit. She ventured
through the door and crawled out to look around. The door closed
behind her, preventing her from returning to her cell. The room was
completely empty and had no windows. The walls, which were painted
white, added to the light intensity, so as to make the room
unnaturally bright. There was a door on the other side of the room,
and Beth wondered if she should make her way over to it. Over a
loudspeaker, came the command "Stand!" Beth instantly got into the
correct position with her legs 18 inches apart and her head facing
straight ahead. "Turn!" cracked the loudspeaker, and Beth faced the
other way with the new door now behind her. She could hear it spring
open and then the sound of paws on the hard floor. Beth was wondering
what was in store for her, and hoping the owner of the paws was not
going to hurt her, when sudden she felt a wet muzzle pushed into her
ass. The dog started to lick her bare cunt and she could tell by the
size of the tongue that it was a big one, and she was instantly wet.
Her juiced flowed encouraging the dog and Beth was excited at the
anticipation of a new cock filling her love hole. The beast mounted
and she was not disappointed as his enormous rod forced her lips
apart, and smacked hard against her womb. Her orgasms came thick and
fast as the brute tore into her, sending her high on wave after wave
of ecstasy. She came again as she felt his warm thick puppy juice
enter her womb and his knot fill her completely. The tie lasted about
15 minutes and the dog pulled off letting the surplus spunk plop out
of his bitch. Beth relaxed waiting for the dog’s tongue, to seal her,
and was surprised when he mounted her again bashing his rod through
her overworked vagina. But the dog’s weight and cock size had changed
and Beth realised it was a different dog entirely. She let herself go
to the rhythm of her new lover and rode the orgasms until he finally
released his hot seed with powerful spurts, filling her once more and
impaling her on his swelling knot. Beth was over the edge now, and
exhausted. She lost count of the number of orgasms that shook her body
and really needed a rest. But then two dogs ran in front of her and
she could hear the breathing of numerous others as she realised that
there were a lot more lovers to be serviced. Three other dogs passed
before her and she realised all these hounds were of the same breed,
they had put her in with a fox hunting pack. How many were there? She
could not tell. As each lover finished another took his place, and
fucked her like the good willing bitch she was. An hour passed and
Beth’s brain had left this world, she was going through the whole pack
and exhaustion and continual orgasm were taking their toll. Dog cum
dripped from her baby hole and all down her legs forming a pool below
her on the floor, and still they mounted her.

Then she felt a searing pain in her ass and realised that one of the
hounds had got it wrong and pierced her virgin shit hole with his
great bitch pleaser. Beth was shocked back to consciousness and
concentrated on the new sensations as the dogs pole slipped in and
out, greased now with his precum and not hurting her anymore. She
realised that the feelings were not bad at all, in fact she quite
liked to have her ass filled in this way, and the cloaked rubbing of
her clit through her anal passage stimulated her afresh. The first
orgasm when it came was as powerful as any other and once again she
rode on the crest of multiple cumming. Then at last after what seemed
like an eternity, the pack were finished with her and a horn sounded
which called the hounds from the room. Beth’s cell door opened and the
Master ordered her to return to it. When she got in she collapsed
against a wall and took a look at her pussy, it was swollen and
bruised and her whole lower body was covered with, and smelled of dog
juice. She longed to clean it off, but she was not allowed to touch
there. She closed her eyes and was drifting off to sleep when the
‘Tits' command exploded in her ears. She instantly got up and went to
the machine, to provide her Master with her latest milk production.

‘How many dogs have fucked me?' she thought, trying to remember. But
she had lost count. ‘I am truly a complete slut now', she thought
sadly, as the machine continued its methodical sucking action. She
tried to remember the Beth she was before all this started, but that
girl was a distant hazy memory now. The new Beth was a dog-cock loving
whore, who would fuck whatever her Master wanted her to and what is
more, she would do it willingly.

When her milking was complete, the garden door opened and Satan
returned. He went over and immediately sniffed her pussy, growling at
the strange scents he found there and then pranced around the room
looking for the dogs that would dare defile his bitch in his absence.
Finding everything as it should be he returned and forced his nose
between Beth’s sore legs, cramming his tongue into her overused hole
and licking her velvet juice inducer. Beth clamoured to her knees and
instantly went to the stand position, upon which Satan mounted her
roughly and pounded her already battered cunt even more fiercely than
usual, reminding her who was boss. Beth cursed her body for responding
so eagerly to this attention as she was so close to exhaustion, that
all she wanted to do was lie down and reach the restful oblivion that
sleep would afford her. But once again she thrilled to the cock
invasion and came with a loud moan as her tunnel tightened around the
dogs penis urging him to fill her with his hot sticky puppy seed. She
rode the tide, giving of her all until finally Satan pulled her hard
and slammed his cock against her tender cervix and filled her. She
cried as the knot joined her to him once more, forcing her aching
vaginal muscles to accommodate another unnatural expansion and
cramping in the effort. Satan turned; being especially vicious as his
hind leg raked her already bloody back. When he finally freed her she
was in agony and she was grateful to hear the plop as his cum flowed
from her, mingling with the countless other samples that clotted on
her thighs and ass. She waited for the final ritual as he licked her
pussy to seal his cum in, and when he had enough and went to his
corner to clean his member she just collapsed where she was and fell
instantly asleep.

CHAPTER 9

PROMOTION

The command ‘Tits' reverberated around the room and pierced Beth’s
dreams like a claxon sounding off in her brain. Still half asleep she
got up and automatically crawled across the room to the milking
machine. She placed her breasts in position and dozed again to the
monotonous sound of the sucking action. Her pussy felt stiff and sore
and she hoped the Master would let her rest today, for the first time
in ages she could not stand the thought of another cock pounding her
pussy. In fact her whole body ached from the exertions of yesterday.
All too soon her milking was over and she crawled back to her corner.
Satan was still snoozing, but she could see that he kept one eye on
her, watching her every move. She crawled low to the floor hoping she
wouldn't turn him on with her movement. The garden door opened and a
voice called Satan outside, then the door closed again. Relaxed, Beth
closed her eyes and drifted towards sleep again. Then suddenly the
other door opened and the room filled with dogs, her hound pack had
come to see her. Instantly the ‘Stand' command was given and Beth
climbed painfully into position. Immediately there were a dozen noses
pushed into her aching pleasure hole and the dogs growled and pushed
each other as they competed to get their tongues on the young girls
flowing juice. Then one of the dogs winning the argument mounted Beth
and forced his cock into her. The pain was intense as her poor cunt
took up the strain, and the dog pounded her mercilessly. She screamed
in agony as he flushed his cum deep in her and his knot forced the
stiff, cramped muscles of her vagina outwards. The rape continued for
hours, and as the time wore on her cramps eased and she became once
more, the willing cum receptacle for her Master’s pets. She serviced every one of the dogs, taking all their puppy juice deep inside her and travelled on a clit induced high all the way. When the last dog
had broken the tie and joined his comrades in cleaning their
equipment, the door opened and the spaceman entered. Beth never looked
up as she was still in the stand position and hadn't been released
yet. "Hello Cunny", said Jason, "aren't we the horny one today? The
Master is so pleased with the way you are looking after his pets that
he has decided to let them stay with you. Isn't that really good of
him?" He then took her through a training session and fed and toileted
her. Then he put her on the milking machine, as it was time. He turned
to leave, but stopped on the way out and turned to her. "You can go
free when the machine stops, but if any of the dogs want to have sex
you will never refuse, no matter what."

The next week was a constant round of doggie sex for Beth. There were
nearly thirty dogs in the pack and they were all determined to take
full advantage of their willing bitch. Except for food, toilet and
milking, it seemed to her that her pussy was always full with one cock
or another. Her brain was in turmoil and she could think of nothing
else only her eternally humming clitoris, which made her body respond
relentlessly to the unending fucking. She concentrated totally on
being a good bitch for her Master and although her fuck hole was bruised and raw inside, she never failed to offer it when one of the pack wanted to mount her. Her pussy, ass, and whole lower body were
dripping and the teen cum receptacle still went back for more. By the
end of the week Beth was totally exhausted and struggled to get into
position for her lovers. The Master decided to end this session then,
as he did not want her to be too broken for the next phase.

Beth crawled painfully to the milking machine, she was performing on
instinct and training now as her mind was too exhausted to put any
coherent thoughts together. As the rubber cups sucked at her nipples
she fell asleep in position. The sound of the horn woke her, and she
turned around to see the last of the pack leaving her room. She
realised that the suction on her tits had also stopped and she slumped
to the floor and fell instantly into a deep sleep.

She didn't know how long they had left her sleep, but when she awoke
she felt refreshed and alert for the first time in as long as she
could remember. The pain in her breasts told her that she had missed
at least one milking session and she hoped her Master would not be
angry. The spaceman entered the room and fed and toileted her then he
cleaned her thoroughly removing the dried dog cum from her and leaving
her feeling fresh and fragrant. A new door opened in the room and
spaceman said "heel Cunny", and she followed him through it.

The door opened into a gym and Beth wondered what the Master had
planned for her in here. "Cunny, you have been such a good dog bitch
the Master has decided that as a reward, he will allow you promotion
to person from time to time. So today we are going to train you to be
a good girl". This made Beth feel so happy that her face lit up in a
smile. It didn't matter what she had to do, she had pleased her Master
so well he was rewarding her. Her Master’s pleasure had become the
most important thing in her young life. Her training started with
teaching her to stand upright, she had been on all fours for so long
that she had to learn to walk all over again. When she had gotten her
feet back, she was put on the treadmill to exercise her muscles and
practice her walking. Her body had become a little flabby with the
lack of exercise and she was put through an extensive programme of
weights and exercise to remedy this. After her session she was
returned to her kennel and resumed being a bitch again. Her milking
continued and regularly a strange dog was put into the room to service
her and reinforce in her mind that her main status would always be as
a bitch no matter what else she was made to do.

At the end of the second week of gym sessions, when spaceman called a
halt he didn't lead her back to the cell but brought her to another
room at the other end of the gymnasium and telling her to stay, sat
her on a chair in the middle of the room. Beth looked around the
well-lit enclosure, which was empty of everything except for her and
the chair she sat on. The walls and ceiling were painted puce and it
was hard to tell where one stopped and the other began. The floor was
covered with floral pattern linoleum, which looked quite old. The door
opened and a woman walked in pushing a trolley with a basin of water
and cosmetics on it. She washed Beth’s hair and combed it thoroughly
so it shined as it fell just over her shoulders. Then she came round
in front and applied the cosmetics. When she was finished Beth passed
for any pretty teenager made up to go out on the town, except for the
fact that she was still completely naked. The woman then reached under
the trolley and took out a light cotton, pink dress, which was
sleeveless and collarless. She stood Beth up and pulled the dress over
her head and arms and let it fall down her body. It had a low neck
that exposed most of her breasts, barely covering her nipples and was
so short that even slightly leaning forward would fully expose her
cunt and ass. Beth of course did not worry about this as she had long
since given up on caring about her modesty. "Come Cunny", said the
woman and Beth followed her through the door and into a long corridor
that snaked it's way past numerous closed doors until they got to the
one they wanted. The woman knocked and then they both entered. Seated
at a big dining table were a large group of people eating a selection
of fine meals. Food that Beth had forgotten existed, she had been
eating dog food for so long. The aroma made her mouth water.

"Here is Cunny as you requested Master", said the woman speaking to a
short fat man with glasses that sat at the head of the table. "Well
done Totty, you may leave us now", replied the man turning his head
around. "Stand beside me Cunny, so I can see how you look". Beth
immediately obeyed. "Hmm not bad I think", mused the man. While Beth
was concentrating on the Master’s voice her eyes took in the people
seated around the table. There were four men in their fifties or
sixties, four women of similar age, two teenage girls about the same
age as her, and a boy of about twelve. Their eyes were all on her and
the young boy had a smirk on his face. "Cunny is a well behaved dog
bitch", he told his guests, "and we are trying her out to see if she
can fill in as a person from time to time". He said this as if it was
the most natural thing in the world. His guests took it in the same
manner and resumed eating, continuing their conversations and
completely ignoring Beth who was standing by the Master feeling
miniscule.

The meal continued for some minutes and the young boy
looked up and said uncle we have run out of milk. "You drink too much
of it already boy, Cunny just gave us a fresh supply this morning".
Then looking at Beth, "it will soon be your milking time Cunny, go and
sort the boy out".  Not knowing exactly what to do Beth walked towards
the youngster. "You will have to take it from the breast young man",
said the Master as she got to his chair. The boy caught the collar of Beth’s dress and pulled her down toward him, he put his hand in and pulled out her right breast and put the nipple in his mouth. He started to suckle and hurt her with his teeth as he drew big mouthfuls from her.

The teenage girls were watching this and laughing and whispering between themselves. Beth felt a new low at this mocking; the contrast between her and these free teenagers could not be greater. As the boy suckled he slipped his hand between her legs and started to rub her pussy, she wanted to pull away but she knew she couldn't, as it would upset the Master. As usual when her pussy was stimulated her love juices flowed like a stream. The boy stopped sucking her breast, and lifted his fingers to his mouth and tasted them. "Nice", he said as he leered at her, and then he took a chip from his plate, dipped it in her pussy, and ate it.

"Milk over here", said an old man on the end. Beth walked around to offer him her breast, which he took and sucked eagerly. He stuffed two fingers in her love hole while he did this and messaged her clit bringing sweet sensations to Beth’s pussy. As she started to cum he picked up a sausage and rammed it home in her, it was still hot and it burned her insides a little. He pulled it out then and held it up to the others; it was coated with Beth’s juices. "Orgasm juice gives a lovely flavour", he chuckled and then took a bite.

Through out the meal, Beth suckled and flavoured the food of all the guests at various times, even the teenage girls, who seemed to take a perverse pleasure in sticking various foods into her pussy and then offering them to the others. They made her put her hands over her head, lifting her dress and exposing her pussy, to admire the lack of any hair on it.

"How advanced is her training, Professor?" asked the bald fat man
sitting at the end of the table. He raised his hand and crooked his
finger, signalling Beth to come over. "She seems reasonably obedient,
do you need to whip her often?" The Master considered this for a
moment, watching the man suckling deeply from Beth’s right breast, and
fingering her treacherous cunt with his forefinger and thumb. "She is
a good cum receptacle", said the Master after a few minutes, "but she
needs a lot more training, to improve her skills". The man pulled out
his erect cock and started to rub it. "I hope her cock sucking lessons
have not been neglected", he said, putting his hand behind Beth’s head
and pulling her face into his lap. Immediately Beth opened her mouth
and slowly pushed it down over the 8 & ½ inch member, letting the tip
slip down her throat until her nose pressed firmly into the old mans
grey pubic hair. Then sucking she drew it back up the full length
kissing the tip before repeating the exercise.

Gradually she increased the tempo, as Jason had thought her, and was pleased to hear her wrinkled lover gasp, as he felt the full benefit of her well-learned technique. "Not bad at all", he sighed as she brought him nearer to ejaculation. Beth's clit was throbbing with desire as she went about her work and she hoped the master would reward her with a good fucking, if she could please his guests enough. She felt the man's cock stiffen and whined as he shot his load deep in her belly. When she had taken every drop he had to give her, she lifted her head and licked him clean. The man removed his hand and she stood up, as he returned his member to his trousers. Without even acknowledging her he turned to the master, and asked," have you got some entertainment lined up for us today, old man"?

 

The master smiled and with a glint in his eye said, "Well I believe that Cunny here will amaze us all later with her fucking skills. Let's finish our meal and then we will make the arrangements. The taller of the teenage girls looked at the master, "I am suddenly very horny uncle, is it ok?" The master nodded and the girl called Beth over. She opened her legs and pulled Beth down and pushed her head into her panty less pussy. Beth was unsure what to do, but started to lick the girl's cunt lips in the same manner as her doggie lovers did to her.

The teen moaned and pushed Beth's head in further into her crotch so that her tongue was now deep inside her. Beth licked the flowing juice, and decided that the taste wasn't too bad. Her tongue found the teen's clitoris and licked really hard and fast. After a lot of squirming and moaning the teens legs suddenly closed around Beth's head and she came with a series of loud moans and screams. She let Beth go and then thanked the master for letting her orgasm.

 

The Master clapped his hands, "let the entertainment begin", he said aloud. Two men came in carrying a bench with a step on one side about a foot off the floor. They placed the bench in the middle of the room and went back out. The master walked over and opened a little door in the top of the bench taking some items from it. "Come here Cunny", he ordered, and Beth immediately obeyed. He removed her dress and he had a leather strap contraption, which she did not recognise, and he placed it over her head, there was a wooden piece that he shoved in her mouth and then buckled the ensemble at the back of her head. There was a lead to one side and he led Beth around the room to show her off to the guests. Beth chewed the timber piece with her teeth and then realised that the master had put a bridle on her and was displaying her like a horse. The wooden piece was the bit. It was large enough to make an impression on her mouth, but still small enough to allow her to breathe, albeit with a little difficulty. She was nervous now as this was all quite new to her.

 

Behind her, a door opened and the master lead her around to see what was coming in. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw a man leading a pony. The pony was at least 10 hands high and dangling between his hind legs was the biggest cock Beth had ever seen. It was 15 inches long and must have measured 3 inches across, and the tip widened at east half an inch more. The pony was obviously excited and snorted and pranced on the end of the reins. Beth was terrified, ‘they could never expect her to fit that monster inside her, could they?' She tried to pull away but the master tugged on the reins and the bit dug into her lip causing her to stop short. The teen girls were giggling nervously, and the other guests stared in fascination as the master led the reluctant slut across to the bench. "There is no way I could ever get that thing in me", said the tall teen to her companion, looking Beth in the eyes, with an evil sneer on her face, " but then again I don't have to", she finished. "You are awful cousin, laughed the other girl, "I wonder if it will hurt?" "We will soon find out", said the young boy, admiring the sheer size of the stallions love pole.

 

The master made Beth lie across the bench with her ass sticking well back, then tied off the reins to a handle on the side. "Stay!" he ordered. Beth did not want to stay; she tried to pull back, but was met with a sharp slap across her thighs with a rubber hose. "Stay, I told you", shouted the master. Beth was shocked to have displeased him and whined her contrition. She remained still as they led the pony round behind her, the she felt someone's fingers playing with her clit getting her teen juices flowing and arousing her afresh. She did really want a cock in her now, but that monster was not what she had in mind. As her body moved to the rhythm of the finger it suddenly stopped. She heard and felt the pony as he mounted her from behind, placing his front hooves on the step attached to the bench. She lay there whimpering, knowing that her sacred hole was exposed and vulnerable to that enormous cock and she could do nothing about it.

The tall teen girl stood in front of her looking into her eyes, as the men behind guided the pony dong to her cunt opening. She could feel the power of it as they rubbed it around her lips and then allowed the stallion to push it slowly into her. She bit hard on the timber as she felt the engorged tip crush apart her pussy and slide in a couple of inches opening her as never before. The pain was amazing and her tears flowed as she breathed hard through the bit to try to ride with it.

The tall teen was looking at her intently, "this looks really painful uncle", she said, "Cunny looks like she is having a baby, I'm sure glad that I'm not a cum receptacle", she laughed, looking at Beth who moaned afresh as the enormous cock invaded another couple of inches. The stallion pushed again and Beth screamed in agony as it crushed against her cervix.

 

"God", said the young boy, "It's nearly all in and you can see the mark of it through her stomach, look cousin". The smaller teen looked in amazement, "I guess we can see why she is screaming", and she laughed. Beth was breathing hard now and the bit in her mouth caused a slight whistling noise. Her legs were spread wide as she tried to accommodate the monster invasion that was never meant for a cunt of her size. "Let him go", ordered the master, and the pony cock pulled sharply out of her only to be bludgeoned back in almost immediately.

Beth thought she was going to die, as the stallion rode his mare mercilessly. With each thrust of his powerful haunches he lifted her completely off the ground, to dangle on the end of his member, which she could feel reaching almost into her chest cavity. She was sure that he was doing irreparable damage to her insides. Through the pain though her body was taking sexual pleasure from constant stimulation, and almost as a surprise to her she rose to an incredible orgasm. Her audience clapped.

 

She felt the horse pole stiffen and knew he was going to shoot his load into her. When it came it was like someone had switched on a powerful hose inside of her. The pony cum spewed into her womb; the strength of it bouncing off her cervix was a whole new painful experience. The cock was so tight in her pussy that there was no room for it to run out, so her stomach swelled with the volume of it. Her audience clapped again. Finally spent the pony dismounted, sliding his receding pole from her battered fuck hole. Beth dropped across the bench in relief. The pony juice flowed from her opening making a large pool on the floor beneath her. She glanced back noticing the traces of blood, her blood in the cum puddle. "Clean your lovers mess up Cunny, you dirty slut!" ordered the master, and Beth knelt down and proceeded to lick the horse spew until there was none left on the floor.

 

The master rang a bell and Totty came in took the reins and led her back to her cell. Leaving the bridle on she left Beth to curl up in her corner and left locking the door behind her. The teenager's insides had been pushed around so much that her whole body was a mass of pain. She pulled her knees into her stomach and cradling them in her arms, she began to cry deep serious tears. The horse fuck was the worse ordeal she had ever endured in her young life; she had thought that the enormous cock would kill her. How she managed to take it she would never know, but she realised now that her master's pleasure was paramount and her safety was not even a consideration. He had called her a cum receptacle and that meant any ejaculation from whatever cock the master wanted to see in her. She moved her head to look down at her cum stained lower body. There was a bruise forming from her cunt lips right up her stomach where the enormous horse pole had cruelly stretched and torn her muscles. Even the slightest movement was agony, and the bit was chaffing at the sides of her mouth making her really uncomfortable, and unable to breathe easily. She dozed off, welcoming the void that engulfed her. She dreamed of home and her life before her abduction. Her mum was brushing her hair and telling her how much she loved her, and explaining how she should respect herself and keep her dignity especially around boys. She was saying how sex was a special thing between two people who love each other, and that she should wait until she was sure she was ready before losing her virginity. She hugged Beth and kissed her forehead, making her feel warm and safe in that loving embrace.

 

The loudspeaker boomed out "tits!" and Beth reluctantly drew herself from her slumber. She awoke with the good feeling of the dream still around her, almost expecting to see the familiar surroundings of her own bedroom. "Tits!" the loudspeaker boomed again, and she was cruelly jerked into the horrible reality of her new life. She sighed from her soul as she pulled herself painfully to her knees, and crawled her way to the milking machine. Every movement was agony for her, as her battered body cried out for respite. She painfully raised herself up and placed her breasts into position slumping her body against the wall. The steel couplings of the bridle poked into her cheek, but she was too exhausted to care. The machine hummed and sucked in the same rhythmical fashion as always, collecting her milk for consumption at the master's table. She wished it would go faster as she ached to get back to her corner and rest. Her dream was still fresh in her mind and she wanted to get back to it as soon as she could. "Oh Mamma!" she thought, "if only you could see me now!"

 

As the milking finished, Totty entered the room connected a lead rein to her bridle, and led her from the room. She brought her to the gym and Jason was there to put her through her routine. While she really ached at first, the exercises eased her muscles and she felt less stiff and sore. "Wow, Cunny", teased Jason, "weren't you the proper little mare yesterday. I bet you loved that big fat cock filling your fuck hole didn't you?" He put his hand on her ass and fingered her clit, reminding her of what a slut she was. He took the reins and led her from the gym, along the corridor to an outside door. "Pee!

Crap!" he ordered, and she instantly obeyed, emptying her bowels on the spot. He bent her over and cleaned her pussy and ass with soap and water, then pulled on the rein and she followed him meekly, chewing on the bit, which was really starting to annoy her by now. She pulled back against him as she recognised the door he was taking her to. He jerked cruelly and pulled her along, "Come on Cunny, you know you like it" he sneered at her. "You are only fulfilling your purpose after all. How do expect to be a good cum receptacle if you don't practice?" Beth whined in horror as Jason opened the door and pulled her into the room.

 

The bench was in the same place as yesterday, although there was no one else in the room. Her stomach jumped as she saw her new lover being led in from the opposite end. "Get in position, Cunny", ordered Jason, pulling her across the bench and tying off the reins. He fingered her clit to grease her vagina for the coming abuse, and Beth immediately responded moving her body in time to his ministrations.

Her eyes were wide with terror as the memories of yesterday's agony came flooding back. She tried to pull away, but the bridle kept her in place, and a sharp smack across her legs reminded her of the price of disobedience. She heard the clip-clop of the pony's hooves as they led him around behind her. She whimpered for mercy as she felt his hot breath on her flanks, and then the roughness of his coat on her back as he mounted her. Her ass twitched as she felt the monster cock rub against her pussy lips, looking for entry to her sore interior.

"Steady Cunny!" ordered Jason as he caught the horses throbbing member and pushed into the mouth of her opening. Beth braced herself for the pain that she knew would soon come. She breathed hard around the bridle as the horse slid a couple of inches into her, and then four more, painfully expanding her vaginal walls. Her clit in answer mitigated the pain by stimulating her pleasure centres, causing her juices to flow freely around the invading monster. The horse cock pounded against her cervix as her lover began to hump her in earnest, lifting her off the ground like a matchstick in the wind. The pony neighed as he enjoyed this second fucking of his new mare, with the taut tight love canal of the girl, heightening his sensations. Beth moaning through the pain felt the orgasm rise inside her as the 15 inch long cock slid all the way in and out. She screamed as the ferocity of the sensations burned right through her brain sending her to places she had never been before. Jason smiling looked her in the eye. "See Cunny, a cum receptacle like you, doesn't care where her cocks come from, look at you cumming like a train riding that dirty great horse pole. That's why we brought you here you know, because we knew a slut like you should never be allowed to live untrained in the free world". Beth looked at him through her glazed eyes as another orgasm wracked her painful body. As she felt the pony's cock stiffen, even though she was hurting badly, she found herself anticipating the warm feeling of her lover's ejaculation that she knew was not far away. In her heightened state, she found herself agreeing with Jason's assessment of her. She was nothing like the girl in her dream of this morning, her mother would be disgusted at the sight of her daughter prostituting herself for a horse, or dogs or indeed any other of the tasks she had willingly performed during her long months in captivity.

 

A long moan escaped her as the pony shot his load into her belly. She came again as the pressure of it touched all her insides simultaneously and extended her stomach to contain its amazing volume. Spent now the pony's head rested momentarily on her shoulder as he pulled himself out of her. The river of semen flew out of her cunt, as she knew it would, running quickly down her legs and onto the floor. Jason untied the reins and set her to licking up the spillage, then took her back to her cell. This time the after pains were not so severe and Beth reckoned her vagina must have been getting used to the size of her new lover. Every day for two weeks she serviced the pony and by the second week was eagerly anticipating her visits.

 

Then toward the end of the second week, when Jason led her to the pony room, Beth noticed things were different. Her master was there again, dining with a new set of guests. There were only two men this time one in an army type uniform, looked to be in his fifties, and was balding on top. The other was dressed in a suit, and was the ugliest man Beth had ever seen. None of his features seemed to fit and one side of his face was covered in seriously disfiguring burn scars. She served the table, in her capacity as drink provider and food flavourer, and then rounded off with an expert blowjob for all three men as desert. The master clapped his hands, "let the entertainment begin". Beth felt really happy now as she was well used to her pony lovers cock, and was confident of putting on a good performance for the master. She whimpered in anticipation as Jason replaced the bridle he had removed for her waitress duties and led her to the bench. She bent over and he tied the reins off. She heard the familiar sound of horse hooves entering the room and her pussy immediately came moist in anticipation.

 

The sound was not familiar to her though, and Jason was turning a handle that raised the bench and her platform about a foot off the ground. Beth gasped when they lead her lover round the room to display him to the dinner audience. They had replaced her pony with a full size thoroughbred stallion. This occurrence was not what concerned Beth, who was used to her lovers changing without notice; it was the size of the cock that hung between her new lover's legs. It was enormous! At least 24 inches long and really thick, and it was thrashing around in anticipation of finding a target real soon. The men applauded murmuring their appreciation, the sight of the full-grown stallion compared with the slight, exposed frame of his intended mare gave everyone in the room a tremendous hard on. Beth whimpered again, this time in fear, at the extreme pain she knew was in store for her. But in her mind she had disappointed her master the last time she performed for his guests and was determined to do better this time. Suddenly the stallion's giant body was above her and she felt the hardness of the tip as his cock sought her quivering opening. Jason guided him to position and allowed him to push it about three inches into his mare's straining cunt. Beth bit hard on the wooden bit as her muscles expanded and cramped, trying to accommodate the monster, her breathing was laboured as she tried to keep a smile on her face to please the onlookers.

 

She could not hold back the scream though, that came from her very soul, as the horse cock pushed right into her very limits. Jason was amazed as he saw 18 inches of the stallion's huge rod disappear into the little teens cunt. Both Beth's legs were off the floor as the horse hammered home. He pulled back and started to hump her with great powerful thrusts. Beth was never more afraid than at any time in her life, the power of the horse as he pumped into her overstretched pussy, was awesome. She felt like a leaf in the sea. Luckily she was lifted off her feet during the penetrating stroke as it stopped the cock from going in all the way and ripping through her womb and stomach. She tried to concentrate through the pain and search for the sensations that she knew her clitoris would be sending to her brain. Her master would be angry if she did not cum for him, after he had gone to the trouble to provide her with this huge fuck pole. She felt the orgasm rise as if from another country and then caught the tide and road it into Nirvana. She came again and again like a train as her body responded to the long, long, strokes of the enormous rod, pummelling her sex. The audience applauded loudly in appreciation, and complimented the master of the excellence of his dinner parties.

 

The stallion neighed loudly and filled the teen's stomach with his huge ejaculation. Beth came again, as the power, warmth and sheer volume of it filled her to capacity. Then the horse pulled out and was led away. Jason untied her and removed the bridle signalling to Beth to clean up, upon which she immediately knelt down and lapped up the horse cum with relish. When she had finished she looked up, and was delighted to see the happy look on her master's face. She felt a little surplus to requirements as everyone ignored her then and left the table to go into a side room. Not knowing what to do she sat in doggy style and waited for someone to come and collect her.

 

After about an hour the Master, Jason and the two men came out of the room laughing and shaking hands. "You are a hard negotiator professor, but we are happy with the deal", said the ugly man, jovially. Beth frowned, "had the master sold her to this man? She was a slave after all, so it wouldn't be a bid surprise. Perhaps she had finished her training and now she was been sold on". She felt the panic rise in her chest as she realised she did not want to go. Strange and depraved as it was here in her prison, she had adapted and was now comfortable with her surroundings. She wished she could understand what else they were saying, but she found that lately she could not remember so many words that she used to know, as they were lost to her memory through lack of use. She thought mostly in pictures now, and her natural voice was the whining sound she had developed to try to get her message across.

 

The men departed and Beth was confused, unsure of what to do. She decided to remain where she was and wait for something to happen. After a couple of hours the door opened and Jason entered. "The master is really pleased with you Cunny", he smiled at her, "you have just made him a lot of money". Beth's heart fell, "so she had been sold after all". "Heel", he ordered and she fell into line behind him following him from the room on her hands and knees, reverting to her bitch identity by instinct. He brought her to her cell and put her on the milking machine.

 

The master was delighted a foreign government had bought his training system for a disgusting amount of money and he had put together a team to go and teach them the new techniques. Beth was no longer required now and he toyed with the idea of what do with her. He could kill her and dispose of the body; she would never be traced to him anyway. But it seemed a waste of his talents to let it end there; he wanted to see how far he could take her, and how good his theories really were. Suddenly he conceived of a brilliant plan and summoned Jason to set things in motion.

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 10

 

JOURNEY'S END

 

Beth looked up as Jason entered the room, for the first time without his strange suit. "He is quite handsome", she thought, " wonder why he never wants to fuck me? Perhaps its because I am only meant to have animal lovers", she reasoned.

 

Jason had a smile on his face. "You have really pleased the master today Cunny", he said, "and he has decided that you are to have a great reward. Tomorrow you will be allowed to come with me into the real world for a day, your total obedience has convinced us that you can be trusted not to do anything silly". Beth's heart leaped for joy, her master was pleased and she could see the world again after all this time. Of course she would behave, she wasn't going to do anything to make her masters angry with her, she did not want to go back into the darkness again. The news eased the agony in her loins and made the pain and humiliation seem all worthwhile now. Then the door to her garden opened and she went out to find Bruno waiting for her. She shed a tear as her first lover came over and licked her face. She was so happy as she nuzzled him back, and rubbed her body along his side enjoying the familiar feeling of his fur and scent. She turned her ass to him then and let him lick her and mount her as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As he humped her in the familiar way she had missed she gave herself up to her body as she came, and came with abandon. She was surprised that her pussy had shrunk back so tight after taking the enormous horse cock, but was really pleased that Bruno's knot was still able to tie her to him. She loved being his bitch, and she felt that her happiness was now complete. After about an hour he pulled off her with the familiar plop, and went to his corner to clean himself. Satisfied, Beth returned to her cell to give up her milk once more, and then settled into her corner looking forward to her most peaceful sleep in ages.

 

When she awoke she was in a completely different room. This room was like a dressing room in a theatre with people in various stages of undress putting on make up and holding up different outfits to scrutinise them in a mirror. She looked around and saw Jason coming towards her, with Totty in tow. "Totty is going to do your face to make you look pretty for our little outing", said Jason smiling. "Then we will find you something suitable to wear". This was a white dress, similar to the one she had worn before but it was more modest, covering most of her breasts and dropping to half way down her thighs. She was given a pair of white slip on trainers for her feet.

 

When everything was ready a door opened, and Beth found they had been in the trailer of a large truck, which was parked on some waste ground. Jason caught her hand and they started to walk down the street towards the town. Some of the sights looked familiar to Beth and with a shock, she realised that this was her hometown. She looked up at Jason who was six inches taller that her with a whimper. "The master thought you might like your first trip to the real world, to be somewhere you would recognise", he said. They kept walking until they passed by Beth's old school, where she had lived her other life what seemed like years ago. She thought she caught sight of one of her old friends through a window on the first floor. A sadness came over her then, and a tear crept down her cheek. Jason put his had up her skirt and fingered her clit, bringing the familiar sensations that confirmed her status as a slave slut. "Come", he said and led her to the park where she had played and met her friends without a care in the world a short time ago.

 

Because of the time of day the park was almost deserted, except for a few people walking their dogs in the open area at the other end. "Lift your skirt and let me check your fuck hole", said Jason. Without hesitation she obeyed, but couldn't help wondering what her friends would think of her if they came along and saw her now.  "Pee!" said Jason, and her stream immediately flowed from her exposed, hairless cunt. When she had finished he took out a rag and cleaned her with it. Then he took out a bottle and told her to lie down. As he done the day she lost her cherry, he put the liquid onto the rag and rubbed around her pussy and ass, covering her in the scent of a bitch in heat. He stood her up then and they continued walking to the end of the park where the owners exercised their dogs. He put his finger in her cunt again and rubbed her clit until her teen juices ran and mingled with the scents he had already applied. "See that rothweiller over there Cunny? I bet you would love to show him a really good time wouldn't you?” he said leering at her. Beth was aroused and back in her prison would have loved to feel that doggie cock abusing her hole, but this was her park in her hometown. People she knew would see her; she could never live with the humiliation. "Go fuck him", ordered Jason, and she did as she was told.

 

The dog had moved behind some bushes and Beth reached him before he came out again. She hoped she could get it over with before anyone discovered them. The dog approached her sniffing the arousing aroma she was giving off. He shoved his snout straight into her pussy and began to sniff and lick her juices, as his cock poked out of his sheath, preparing for action. Beth pulled her dress over her head and got into the standing position on all fours. The dog needed no instruction and immediately grasped that this strange bitch was presenting her cunt for his attention. He mounted her roughly pushing home in one swift movement and fucked her with powerful fast strokes until he shot his load deep into her belly. Slut Beth was already in orgasm heaven and her previous reservations were forgotten as the dog's ample pole pounded in and out of her. When she felt him come she tried to pull away to prevent him tying her, but she was too slow, subconsciously she didn't want to, as she loved to take the knot. As the dog turned and took up the post mating position, his owner rounded the bushes looking for him. The look of shock and disgust on her face mortified Beth and she looked around in vain for Jason to come and rescue her, but he was nowhere to be seen.

 

 "Wha—at are you doing, you filthy slut?" she screamed at Beth. "Leave my dog alone at once! Get off him!" Her shouts brought others to the scene and they all started shouting abuse at Beth, who couldn't move as she was tied to the dog. "She is stuck to him like a bitch!" shouted an older man in astonishment. "She won't be able to get off him until his knot goes down", said a woman to the side. "Someone call the police, this is illegal".

 

Before long Beth was faced with two police officers that managed to extricate her from the dog whose knot was going down by now. They pulled her dress over her head and told Beth she would need to accompany them to the police station. Beth just did as she was told. With Jason not around, these were the people she saw as in authority.

 

At the station they questioned her for over an hour, but she was unable to answer them, she only answered in whimpers and little whelps. She was in the interview room with a male and female officer sitting on a chair with her legs wide apart as she was thought. The male officer had a hard on looking at her hairless cunt that she flashed unconsciously. "What is your name?" they kept asking. Beth wanted to tell them but the words did not want to come out. She realised that these people could help her but she couldn't make herself understood. They handed her a pen but she was unable to hold it properly. She cried tears of frustration.

 

She concentrated hard using all her will to go against her training, when they asked her again for her name. "C-–C-C" she stammered. "She's trying to say something", said the Female officer, looking intently into Beth's face. "C-C-C", Beth tried again. Then with a supreme effort, "Cunny", she blurted out. "Cunny, what a weird name", said the male officer, "I've never come across that before, perhaps its foreign, but she looks American".

 

Suddenly, the interview room burst open and another officer came in.

"She is Beth Johnson", he said excitedly holding up a photograph. "She went missing from around here nearly eleven months ago, everyone gave her up for dead".

 

EPILOGUE

 

Beth rushed down the last of her coffee kissed her mum goodbye and headed off as fast as she could to college. Her mum looked wistfully after her thinking how proud she was at the progress Beth had made in the last two years. It was touch and go for a while, and they thought she would never recover from her terrible ordeal, the hideous details of which, Beth had reluctantly revealed over the long months in therapy. After the euphoria of her return had worn off, Mum had to admit that she had become a bit of an embarrassment. Even on that first day when the cops had got them all some lunch, she had gone around offering her breasts to everyone to suckle, and opening her legs inviting them to place food in her vagina, and she was unable to use her hands to eat, preferring instead to dip her head into the food like an animal. She had needed a catheter for six months before she could get even rudimentary control of her bladder. She was also so promiscuous, particularly when around dogs, dropping on all fours and inviting them to mount her. The discovery of why she did these things horrified everyone, as did the results of the medical examination, which revealed the surgery she had been through.

 

But now, she was nearly back to herself, and showing the first signs of the confident girl she once was. Her speech was nearly perfect, and she could hold meaningful conversations. Her doctors were confident that she would make a full recovery in time.

 

Beth glanced in the mirror as she went out the door and paused. The beautiful young woman that reflected back at her was still a surprise to her. She felt at peace with herself, her mind and body belonged to her again, and she was looking forward to her future. She had made new friends in college and liked the thought that they would be glad to see her. She felt valued. However, there were a lot of new pressures attached to returning to the real world. She had become so used to someone else making every decision for her that it was still difficult for her to take control in group situations. She also really missed sex. She had learned self-control in therapy, but her over active clitoris still plagued her. In the secrecy of her own room, she still crawled around on all fours to experience the sensations it gave her. In spite of overcoming her phobia about touching her privates, she still could not bring herself to masturbate, so her urges went unreleased. This caused her frequent frustration, and sometimes made her snap at people for no reason. She was always forgiven of course, as people put it down to her illness.

 

The blue mini skirt and white tank top showed off her sexy figure, which had matured since her days in captivity. She put her denim jacket on and rushed out, realising she was going to be late. She would be if she didn't take the shortcut across the park. She could never bring herself to enter the park since the day of her return. It frightened her. But it was 8.30am, the day was bright and sunny and there were lots of people about going on their way to work.

 

She decided it was time for her to pass another landmark. She turned through the park gates and fought back the panic that threatened to engulf her. She forced herself to walk at even pace and project a confident exterior. After five minutes and with the other end of the park in sight, she finally let herself relax. She wiped the beads of cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, and began to think about the day ahead.

 

She thought she was dreaming it at first, but it came again, the voice from behind her. "Cunny, come here!" She wanted to run but her legs would not move. The command was repeated in that voice she recognised so well, even after two years. In shock she turned to face him. "Where have you been Cunny?" Jason asked with a sad expression on his face. "The master has really missed you". "I-I do-on't have to go with you", stammered Beth, looking around for someone to help her but the park was deserted. "That is true", admitted Jason smiling, "But a slut bitch like you is not meant for this life, don't tell me you haven't missed us. Your pussy must be aching for a nice big cock by now, have you been getting any lately or have all those quacks filled your mind with guilt about sex again?"

 

"Leave me alone", she pleaded. "I just wanna be normal!" "You can never be normal Cunny, you were born to be a dog slut and a milk cow. You must know that by now. Look at you, trying hard not to show how glad you are to see me".

 

Beth did not know what to do, was he right? The longing in her loins was trying to tell her he was. "Go with him!" screamed her agonised and neglected clit, as she felt her juices flow into her panties. But she knew if she went with him there would never be another escape, this time it would be for keeps. She admitted that at times she still longed for the simple life, of no decisions. But she reminded herself of the terrible humiliations and pain she had to endure at this man and his master's hands. Could she go through that for the rest of her life?

 

"Pee!" ordered Jason, and Beth was crestfallen that her bladder opened immediately and spilled her urine drenching her panties and shoes, as if the last two years of hard won freedom had been for nothing. "Come here Cunny", said Jason once more, and her legs moved to him of their own accord.

 

"Good Girl! Now take those silly clothes off, I have something a lot more suitable for you here". She stripped, immediately obeying without thinking. He handed her the pink dress, she wore for her dinner serving. She waited for him to tell her she could put it on. Jason delayed momentarily enjoying the improvements that two years of growth had done to her. He marvelled at how successful the hair removal treatment had been, noticing the baby bareness of her soon to be abused fuck hole. He put his fingers in and rubbed her clit as of old, then removed them and placed them in his mouth. She still tasted divine.  "Dress!" he commanded. The dress was now very tight around Beth's matured curves; in fact it did not completely keep her modesty, with just the hint of cunt lips showing below the hem. He approved of the effect. "Heel Cunny", he commanded and she followed him to the truck now waiting at the end of the park.

 

"I am a dog slut after all", she told herself, "and I am going home".

 

THE END

“Oh, I can do better than that. Mind if I drop by?”

“Of course! I’d love to see you. I can’t exactly get to the door to unlock it, though. Come around to the back. The glass door is open.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes, then.”

“And I’ll probably still be kind of stuck.”

“Good. I’ll get to play along. I’ve got Joey with me, is that okay.”

“Oh my God, yeah! Bring him!”

Cara laughed lightly at her enthusiasm. “See ya soon!”

Angie hung up and put the phone back on the table. She tried to relax her pussy, hoping that maybe she could untie with Davey before Cara arrived, after all. But no such luck. Before she knew it, Cara was knocking on the sliding glass door she was facing. She held a leash that was connected to a large, silvery-grey Weimeraner, which was standing obediently beside her. He was a little taller than Davey. Cara smirked at the display Angie was putting on and slid the door open, walking inside.

“Close the curtains?” Angie requested. Cara did, and commanded her dog to sit and stay.

She sat down on the sofa, near Angie and Davey, crossing her bare legs languidly. She leaned forward for a moment to stroke down the center of Angie’s back. “How long have you been there?”

“Almost twenty minutes,” Angie grunted again as Davey started trying to pull his cock from her body. After a few tries, the knot popped free.

She grinned, getting up and letting the come drain from her cunt, down her legs, and onto the beach towels she’d put down on the floor. A large wet spot developed around her feet as the come soaked in. After letting Davey back out, she stepped toward Cara and climbed onto her lap, kneeling there and straddling her thighs. She kissed her, sucking hungrily at her lips and tongue, and pushed the tight, glittered tee shirt off over Cara’s head. As she moved to massage and mouth them, Cara felt the come still slowly dripping from Angie soak through her skirt and onto her skin. Her pussy started to feel slick already.

“So,” Angie said between laps at her nipples, “are you going to fuck Joey while I watch? Or what?”

“I thought maybe you could have a go at him. Then, later, I can have the leftovers.” She grinned and slid a hand over Angie’s slippery thigh, fingers hitting home at her clit, making her groan and write against her a little.

“Sounds like a good plan. Something I want to do first, though.”

Joey watched with interest as Angie moved down to the floor again, on her knees between Cara’s legs, and pushed the soft skirt up around her waist. There were no panties there to discard. Angie kissed and nipped high on her inner thighs, running her tongue over the shaved mound and slit, pressing her tongue into the very top of it before using her hands to spread Cara’s legs wider. Cara leaned her head back against the sofa cushion and ran her fingers through Angie’s hair.

“Open your legs so Joey can lick you...” Cara said, gasping as Angie’s lips formed a suction around her clit.

Angie obeyed and Cara called Joey over. He sniffed Angie and slowly began to lick this new person. His tongue ran up her ass crack, then made Angie moan into Cara’s pussy as his tongue began finding its way inside her every few licks.

She moved down a little, her own tongue wiggling into the folds of Cara’s pussy, licking out and swallowing the wetness that dripped from it. Before very long, Cara’s body tensed and jerked, grinding into Angie’s mouth as she came. Angie licked more quickly at her opening, drinking the flow of honey the orgasm produced.

As Cara recovered, Angie stood. “Why don’t we move upstairs?”

Cara stood and straightened her skirt, picking up her shirt and purse as Angie wadded up the towels from the floor and mopped up the damp spot that had seeped through them, following her up the stairs and into a bedroom with Joey tagging happily along.

Angie led her to her parents’ bedroom. She knew her room wasn’t exactly the most adult-oriented, and although she was pretty sure Cara had figured out she wasn’t eighteen, she would rather keep the obnoxious posters plastered to her walls out of sight for now.

“Are you ready for Joey?” Cara asked, running her tongue over lips and shedding her skirt.

“God, more than ready!” Angie giggled, sitting down on the bed. She wondered if she could get the bed linens washed, dried, and back on the bed before her parents got home… Then decided she’d make something up if they got back before she could get them done.

Cara opened her purse. “Guess what I got the other day?”

“Ohh, what?”

She pulled out a couple of buttplugs. Angie’s eyes widened and she smiled. They looked a little bigger than either of the ones Tom had used on her. Cara reached into her purse again and pulled something else out.

“I didn’t know if you’d want to try this or not, but I got it on the off chance.” She swung it around by the unbuckled strap.

It was a gag of sorts. Instead of a regular gag or ball, the strap was attached to a fat black dildo.

“Sure, I’ll try it,” Angie said, running her fingers over her pussy, which was quickly becoming sticky from the drying come.

“Get on your knees on the floor and lean on the bed,” Cara told her, bringing the toys over.

Angie did as she was told. “I don’t mind being told what to do, you know. It kind of turns me on, being ordered around.”

After swirling one of the plugs around her own pussy, lubricating it very well, Cara quickly pushed it home in Angie’s ass. The younger girl squeaked at the sudden entrance, then groaned as Cara slowly rotated it.

“Feels good?” she asked. When Angie nodded, she patted her leg to call Joey over.

Joey approached her. She patted him on the head and rubbed his ears, then guided him toward Angie, helping him to mount her. His front legs wrapped around her body, just under her breasts. She could feel his short claws on her skin. Cara reached between them, masturbating Joey until his cock began to peek out of its sheath and he began to hump, then aimed it right at Angie’s hole. On the second try without help, Joey’s cock slipped into her. It came completely out a few times until it had become erect enough. She knew his cock had to be quite a bit bigger than Davey’s, because very soon she felt the now familiar nudging at her cervix, then the strange, aching sensation of the cock tip pushing through it. Her entire cunt pulsated as she imagined the dog’s cock working in and out of her, the slick, shiny, red cock rubbing the opening of her cervix.

Cara watched, using the other plug as a dildo, working the tip in and out of her own pussy. Angie was mesmerized as the plug stretched the pussy near her face, straining around the red silicone. She wasn’t trying to get it all the way in – it was too wide for her, yet.

Joey panted, his cock slamming in and out of Angie’s cunt, her position letting his pre-come drip from her pussy mound just as quickly as his cock was spraying it into her. His claws scraped at her skin as she began to feel his knot bumping just at the outside of her cunt. She had expected it sooner, and realized again just how big this dog’s cock was. There was a deeper ache as he finally rammed his knot into her, as if his cock had bottomed out again far inside. Angie grunted rhythmically with Joey’s hard, insistent thrusts, starting to reach down to rub her clit and relieve her own growing desire to hump at something.

“No, no,” Cara laughed. “If you want me to order you around, you have to listen. No touching your own pussy right now.”

Angie made an anguished face. Her clit was screaming to be touched.

“How about I restrain your hands, so you can’t touch it?” Cara asked, wanting to make sure she didn’t do something that would freak Angie out.

Angie nodded. Cara pulled a pair of very long, wide white ribbons out of her purse and tied one end tightly around each of Angie’s wrists, then knotted the other end of each securely around that side’s bedposts. Angie’s arms were pulled taut, the muscles of her upper arms stinging a little. She struggled a bit, just to test the ribbons, and found that they were more than sturdy enough to withstand her pulling.

Cara crawled back onto the bed from the other side, rubbing the other plug around her slick pussy again. She put it in front of Angie’s face. “Suck my juices off it,” she told her, pressing the tip against her lips.

Angie opened her mouth and obeyed. Cara began to work it into Angie’s mouth just as she had in her own pussy, effectively fucking her mouth. She licked her own lips as Angie’s lips stretched wider and wider around it.

“Mmm, I think Joey’s just about to come.” She picked the gag up from the comforter beside her and replaced the plug with it in Angie’s mouth. Angie choked a bit and she pulled it away. “You okay? Can you breathe with it all the way in?”

Angie nodded for her and opened her mouth wide. Cara put the gag back in, fastening it at the back of her head. It touched the back of Angie’s throat when she breathed out, leaving just barely enough room to draw air in through her nose. Cara got off the bed and squatted near Angie’s ass. She watched Joey’s short, tied thrusts into Angie for a few seconds before putting one hand flat against the mound of Angie’s pussy. She pulled her hand back and slapped the smooth, naked skin. Angie jumped, not expecting it. Cara repeated the slap, then again after spreading the top of her slit open with her other hand so that she could make hard contact with her exposed clit. That made Angie jump harder, also bringing a high whimper out of her.

Cara saw Joey tense, and knew he was only a second from filling Angie with his come. She could tell when he had actually begun to orgasm, because Angie swallowed hard and made a low groan. Angie felt the hot come spurt into her, repeated spurts that filled her. it made her abdomen swell as it actually filled her small womb completely, expanding her insides because her cunt was blocked by the dog’s knot, with no way to let any come drain out. She started pulling at the ribbons that held her in place as she began to get more and more uncomfortably full.

With a soothing hand rubbing Angie’s belly, Cara whispered silkily into her ear, “Joey hasn’t come in at least four months. I sort of got caught up with the meetings and people’s dogs there. I was kinda saving his big come like that for me, but I decided to give it to you.” She leaned in and sucked at Angie’s earlobe before adding, “Did you know that the longer a dog that’s used to fucking regularly goes without coming, the move come he produces when he finally gets his cock in something again. I didn’t know it till a guy at one of the meetings told me. He told me like this, too. Damn, I didn’t think that dog would ever stop coming in me. His cock wasn’t as big as Joey’s, but that dog came so much I didn’t think I’d ever get it all out of my.” She laughed and slapped Angie’s pussy again, harder than before.

Angie jumped, then continued groaning at being so full. Joey had all but stopped humping. She could swear he was still coming in her, but couldn’t be sure.

“Is he done?” Cara asked her. Angie made the universal sound for ‘I don’t know’. “Oh well, I’ll wait till he finishes by himself. I don’t want to get caught across the room and not get to see him pull out. Here, I want you to do something...”

Cara backed up a little, making room beside the bed. She reached up and untied the ribbons from Angie’s wrists, then pulled her insistently toward the floor. Angie let Cara move her, being pushed down so that her face and shoulders were resting against the wood floor.

“That’ll help keep it in you better,” Cara explained. Angie was looking up at her with huge blue eyes, lips visible around the cock gag she was strapped into. “I’ll tell you something else you probably didn’t know. Dog sperm actually fertilizes human eggs. It can’t make a baby of any kind, of course, because there have to be a certain number of chromosomes, and dogs and humans don’t have the right amount, added together. But isn’t it wicked that the sperm actually invades your eggs like that? It’s in there right now, trying its best to make a puppy in your little cunt.” She rubbed Angie’s stomach again, pressing in a little in an attempt to feel the dog locked into her insides.

Angie blinked at her before grunting at the added pressure.

Cara laughed. “What, you thought I was dumb? Blonde hair doesn’t mean a thing.” She winked and leaned forward, licking slowly up Angie’s cheek, around the border of the gag.

She watched as Joey pulled harder to get his knot free. Angie gasped and squeaked mutedly as the knot yanked at the opening of her vagina. Her entire pussy was red, almost raw, obviously well-used and stretched around the swollen knot. Cara put the plug right up against Joey’s cock, ready for the knot to lose its hold. His knot began to peek out of her, the bottom curve pulling free, the pink glove of Angie’s pussy clinging to the huge ball of cock tissue. Eventually, he yanked himself further out, the middle of the knot showing. Cara knew that the come would pour out as soon as that, the widest part, came out. As it did, she quickly pressed the tip of the plug alongside, taking up the space that Joey’s cock left as it jerked free, with both of them occupying her cunt at one time for a second. As the cock came out and Joey padded off to clean himself, Cara slammed the plug into its resting place, the enormous cone stoppering her cunt with a small but audible “POP!” Cara beamed happily because only a few drops had leaked out. They were rolling down the inside of Angie’s right thigh. She leaned down and licked them off before they could reach the floor.

After sitting back down on the bed, Cara helped pull Angie to her feet so that she could join her. She unbuckled the gag and took it out of Angie’s mouth. Angie took a deep breath, relieved to be able to breathe freely again. She lay down on her back and let Cara spread her legs open wide. Cara lay down as well, flat on her stomach with her face within licking distance of Angie’s pussy. She ran a hand over Angie’s abdomen, still swollen into a curve with the come locked inside.

“Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?” she asked.

Angie shook her head. “A little bit, but not as bad, now that Joey’s cock’s not plugging up my cervix. There’s a little more room. I can feel it slosh when I move,” she giggled. “It’s still hot.”

Cara rubbed her belly harder, feeling how tight it was. Angie groaned. “Be quiet, now,” she told her, and lowered her head to the reddened, soaking wet pussy in front of her. She licked the shiny, engorged clit gently, making Angie tremble. She sucked at the petals of her pussy, pulling them into her mouth and cleaning the come off them. Taking hold of the end of the plug that was in Angie’s ass, she pulled it out and dropped it to the floor, putting two fingers in to replace it. Angie’s back arched a little.

“Dogs are okay...” Cara said, “I mean, damn, they’re great for just plain fucking. Better than guys, usually. But they don’t help at all with the goal I’m aiming for.”

Angie raised her head up a little so she could look at her. “Goal?”

“Yeah. Remember, dog come doesn’t make babies.”

“Ohh, you’re trying to get pregnant! Really?”

“Yep.”

Angie found that she was just barely able to keep her voice even, as Cara fell into a smooth rhythm fingerfucking her ass. “I can imagine you pregnant,” she smiled. “I’d like to fuck you as a pregnant woman. Are you trying with one guy, or mixing the cocktail up a little?”

Cara shook her head and laughed at the awful pun. “A few guys, so far. I’ve only been trying for a couple of months.”

“Mmm... I hope it happens soon.”

“It’ll be a lot of work, to hide stuff like this from a kid. Once it gets older, I mean.”

“It won’t be that hard...”

“Okay now, be quiet and enjoy.” Cara winked at her and began tonguing around the outside of the plug in Angie’s pussy. After a few minutes, she looked up at her again. “Are you ready to come? And to get that out of you?”

Angie nodded quickly, more than ready for both.

“Let’s go to your bathroom. You have a bathtub, don’t you, not just a shower?”

“Yeah, it’s in there.” She pointed across the room, to the closed door.

Cara helped her off the bed. Angie found that having to walk was a bit painful. Cara had to help her all the way to the bathroom and into the bathtub. Both were in it, Angie lying in the bottom with her legs spread and hanging over the sides of the porcelain tub, Cara between them, holding her hips up higher so that she could get her lips around Angie’s clit again. She sucked hard on it for a moment, and when Angie was going over the edge, she jerked the plug out of her cunt with an obscenely wet sound. The dog’s come gushed over Cara, coating her breasts, stomach, and thighs. It ran down Angie’s back and pooled at the bottom of the tub where her head was, with the drain closed. She felt the hot come soaking into her hair and turned her head, getting it smeared over her cheek. The orgasm tore through her, making her bite her lip to keep from screaming too loudly. She felt Cara’s tongue lick up into her cunt, licking come from inside her.

Putting Angie’s hips down, Cara leaned forward and cupped her hand, gathering come in it and holding Angie’s mouth open with the other, pouring the handful into it and holding her slick palm tight over the girl’s mouth until she had swallowed. She cupped more in her hands and poured it over Angie’s body, then lay front-to-front with her, their bodies sliding against each other. She put one come-coated hand between them and easily pushed it into Angie’s pussy, curling the hand into a fist inside her and working it in and out. Angie grunted and humped her hips against Cara, still so horny she couldn’t stand it. She didn’t care what she looked like, her hair wet with dog come and making noises like a rutting animal. She just wanted to come again.

Cara extended two fingers and pushed her hand in further. Angie gasped and groaned, mouth open and eyes clenched shut hard.

“Are my fingers where I think they are?” Cara asked, mouth against Angie’s ear.

“Fuck! God, yes!”

“Where are they? Tell me where they are. Say it.”

“They’re- God! Cara, fuck!”

“Say it, bitch. I know you like being a bitch for dogs. You’re my bitch, too. Tell me where my fingers are.”

“In my- fuck-” she whimpered pitifully, wishing her orgasm would come quickly. “They’re in my womb!” she finally managed to spit out, feeling the curled fingers stroke hard at her insides.

“Joey did that,” Cara grinned, rubbing her pussy against Angie’s leg. “His cock tunneled you out so much, I can fingerfuck your womb. What do you think about that?”

“I love it! I’d take your- your whole arm up my cunt, if I could!” She suddenly grunted violently, her stomach jerking upward hard as her back arched and she came again.

Cara moved her hips harder, grinding her pussy faster as she felt Angie’s cunt contract around her hand and wrist. With Angie squirming under her, she came. She put her mouth over Angie’s, sucking at her bottom lip as she orgasmed.

They lay there for a while, breathing hard, both exhausted and soaking wet with come and sweat. Cara spoke first. “I’m ready for a shower.”

“Me, too. All the body fluid smearing around sounds great during, but then there’s the aftermath, and having to scrape it all off.” Angie laughed.

“It’s fun during, though. I don’t think men are the only ones that lose blood flow to the brain during sex. If that were the case, women would never do anything stupid for sex. Or during sex.”

Cara stood up carefully, trying not to slip in the come that was still pooled and quickly congealing in the bottom of the bathtub. Angie opened the drain and turned the water on to wash the rest of the come out. She stood up and felt more run down her legs.

“Ow,” she laughed and whimpered a little, “my pussy is sore.”

Cara shook her head. “I guess so, after all that.” She looked at the digital clock sitting on the bedside table in the other room. “Shit, it’s late. I’m supposed to be at my mother’s house for dinner in fifteen minutes.”

“Want to take separate showers, then?”

“Not on your life.”

Both stepped carefully into the shower across the room and washed themselves, also helping to wash each other. The shower was a quick one with very little hanky-panky, as both were in a hurry. Angie tried not to let on that she was, though.

They went back to the bedroom, where Joey was laying peacefully beside the door. Cara put her shirt back on and looked at her stained skirt.

“I probably have something you can wear,” Angie volunteered. Still naked herself, she dug around in the closet until she found a pair of her mother’s white shorts that looked as if they would fit.

Cara slipped them on and gathered her things. “I’m really sorry to screw and run like this,” she laughed, “but I’m already late.”

“It’s okay. As long as you come back.”

“Couldn’t keep me away.” She smiled wickedly and gave Angie a searing kiss before walking out the front door and getting back into her car, Joey hopping in ahead of her. Angie peered around the door, careful to not let a breast or other body part peek out with her, and waved as Cara drove away.

She closed the door and started hurrying through the house, spraying air freshener (she knew that the house must smell like all manner of sex), scrubbing the cloudy spot that Davey’s come had made off the living room floor, then ran upstairs. She cleaned the floor beside the bed first, then tore the comforter and linens off the bed and stuffed them into the washer with bleach and washing powder. She put the load of her own clothes that had been sitting damp in the washer into the dryer, then ran back upstairs to clean up the bathroom and give everything another look, to make sure she hadn’t missed anything. She stared at the bed in a slight panic and tried to come up with a story.

She had it! Something she knew that her parents would believe, since it had happened countless times before.

There was a honk from the driveway. Angie was glad they had stayed gone as long as they had, and was thankful that her Great Aunt Sandra could run her mouth for hours and always managed to corner her mother at funerals. She was nearly to the bottom of the stairs before she realized that she was still naked. Another trip upstairs, and she had pulled on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.

Her parents were in the entryway, shedding coats and keys, when she came back down.

“Where were you? You usually have the door open by the time we drive up,” her mother asked, pulling off clip earrings and breezing past her to go up the stairs.

Angie followed, with her father close behind. “I was putting your sheets in the wash…” she replied with a guilty smile as they walked into her parents’ bedroom.

“Why on earth did you have to wash them?”

“I was watching TV in here and eating, and I sort of spilled something on the bed.”

“Angie!” her mother scolded. “It had better not stain!”

“Oh, it won’t, it was just milk from my cereal, but I didn’t want it to be all sticky, so I stuck it all in the washer.”

Her father shook his head, also scoldingly, as he removed his tie. “You should be more careful, Angie.”

“Sorry… I’ll put them in the dryer when they’re done.”

He leaned down and picked up something off the floor, then looked at her with a strange expression. “Angie, what is this doing in here?”

She stepped forward to look at what was in his hand, and felt panic rise again. It was a strawberry-flavored condom that must have fallen out of Cara’s purse.

“Uh…” Angie looked at her mother.

“Give me that,” her mother said, snatching the condom from his hand and scooting Angie out the door with her, “We’re going to have a talk.”

Angie felt sweat spring up on her forehead.

“Angie, I thought we talked about this. You said you don’t need birth control pills, but you’re carrying around condoms!”

“Mom, it’s just in case! I promise I’m not having sex with boys!”

Her mother put the condom in her hand and shook her head. “Monday we’re going to the doctor and getting you those pills. I won’t take no for an answer, this time.”

Angie waited till her mother went back into the bedroom, then rolled her eyes and tucked the condom into her pocket.



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