officer who got out of the car behind her was very well built.  It made her wet just thinking about the bulge he must have in his pants, though she thought he was there to write her a ticket and it might cost her quite a bit to get out of this.  She squirmed a little as he came to the window.  She cried, fearing that the ticket would be way more than she could afford.  "Isn't there some way we can settle this, officer?" she asked.  "I am going to need you to step out of the car, ma'am," he said, looking very serious.  She did not know what to do but comply, since she was scared they might take her to jail unless she did as he said.  She could see his partner, a more stocky man, approaching the car as well, a strange grin on his face.

Suddenly, before she knew what was happening, the handsome police officer who had her leave her vehicle pressed her up against her car and was patting her down.  He stopped when he realized her panties were wet.  Hiking her skirt up, he pulled them down to her ankles.  What was he doing?  She started to fight him, to push him off of her.  She felt his strong hand grab her wrist and pull it down, slapping a handcuff on it and slapping the other one to the handle of her car door.  She was now trapped, locked to her car door with no panties on.  The police officer continued to grope her butt and grabbed the other hand, handcuffing it through the rolled down window to her steering wheel.  Her legs spread, her pussy dripped and she found it highly arousing in spite of her quite reasonable fears.  It was obvious the police officer and his partner were planning to rape her.

She was feeling humiliated and scared, but yet was getting horny in spite of herself.  The officer proceeded to remove her skirt, having her step out of it and her panties.  Her lower body was now fully exposed.  Then he began unbuttoning her top and slid the bra she was wearing down to expose her 36D breasts.  The evening air made her nipples harden and she wondered what he would do next.

The officer's partner pulled out a camera and started snapping pictures.  He was obviously just going to watch, at least she hoped so.  It was bad enough the one officer was going to rape her, but at least he was good looking.  The handsome one dropped his pants and began working his cock into her ass, which was quite painful but arousing at the same time.  She could not see it but it felt BIG, at least seven inches and thick.  He worked it into her virgin ass slowly.  It hurt and felt good at the same time, causing her pussy to gush.  He fingered her pussy, making her even more wet.  It was getting her so aroused that she was starting to hope she would fuck her dripping mound when he finished with her ass.  She was so turned on at that point she would let him do anything he wanted.  He pounded away on her ass for a good ten minutes before stopping.  "Do you want me to fuck you in your pussy now" he asked, knowing what her answer would be.   She nodded.  He had to know what her answer would be, since if she had not been enjoying it she could have lifted her leg and tried kicking him.  Not that it would have been a good idea.  "If you are a good girl, I will uncuff you afterwards."

 "Fuck me, please," she begged.  She was so turned on by all of this that she heard the words come out before she could stop them.  He smiled.  "Fuck  me now."  He slapped her face and then slid his cock up into her dripping pussy.  She leaned back hard, pushing it in deeper than he had wanted to go.  He pulled her hair.  "You stop being so demanding," he said.  "I make the rules here."  "Yes, sir," she whimpered.  "You make the rules.  Just please fuck me."

He smiled and pounded into her, finally cumming into her hard.  "You have been a good girl.  I think I shall take you home with me," he said, undoing the handcuffs and then cuffing her behind her back.  "I thought you were going to let me go," she said.  "In the morning, after we fuck a lot more."  She smiled.  

She tensed as he put a collar on her but relaxed as he put her in the back of the police car.  "I am your master now.  I will bring you back here in the morning but until then you will do everything I want."

"Yes, Master."  She smiled. 

ost sheer fabric.

When she arrived, Nicci had noticed that none of the other guys had brought dates.  She thought maybe it was supposed to be just for the guys and they had made an exception by allowing her to attend.  She smiled at the guys but was a little nervous by the way they were looking at her.

"What's going on?" she asked Brad when she finally located him next to the punch bowl.  He smelled of alcohol and the punch had obviously been spiked.  She was a little apprehensive about dealing with him while he was drunk.

Brad grabbed her ass hard, pulling her close.   "We're just going to enjoy some entertainment," he said, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it down.  She grabbed it but he had already pulled it down to her waist so her breasts were exposed.

"Brad, stop it!" she said, pointing a finger in his face.  But having let one hand off of the dress, she could not stop Brad from pulling it down to her feet.  "Stop!" she said, kicking her legs even as she feltone of the other guys come up behind her abd grab her around the chest, pinning her arms. 

The young man that held her was huge, obviously one of the defensive tackles on the team.  He lifted her and carried her as he stepped backward, turning and pressing her against the wall.

"I see now why you like her so much," one of the other guys said, lifting his glass as if in a toast.

"Go ahead and try her out," Brad said,now downing a bottle of Jack Daniels.

"Don't mind if I do,"  the guy she would later know to be Michael said, unbuckling his pants.  The big guy, Moose, and another big guy named Ox held her arms and kicked her legs back so she would be forced to lean forward.

After that became a blur for Nicci as cock after cock was pushed into her love canal and and rammed repeatedly until each member of the team, including Brad, had fucked her and laft her pussy dripping with their man-gravy.  She had cummed several times and nearly passed out several times form  the trememndous orgasms they had forced her body to endure.

They finally let her go and she stumbled and finally managed to sit on the couch.

"Definitely a great party," Brad said.

d his belt and walked over to a seat, his erection growing and demanding attention.  It was getting too big for him even to sit down, so he walked up behind her and pinned her to the wall, his body pressing close to hers.  He was extremely horny by the fact she was now scared.

"Go sit down," she begged, even though her ass cheeks parted as his bulge pressed up against them.  He put his hands up onto her hips and then grabbed her skirt and panties, tearing them down with a loud ripping sound.  She was starting to cry now,but he continued to feel up her ass and her increasingly wet slit.  He reached up and began unbuttoning her shirt, tearing it off as well.  He unsnapped her bra as well, letting it fall to the floor.  He had her naked and pressed up to he wall now, unable to escape.

Unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants, he released his ten inch cock,letting it flop out and slap against her bare buns.  She squirmed to get free, but seemed to lean in ans he sank his cock into her pussy from behind.  He thrust it in deeply yet slow, allowing her to get used to it before he started going faster and ramming it in harder.  She moaned and was breathing hard as he slammed it into her.  He was fucking her so hard that she seemed to pass out in the middle and then wake up at intervals, her body moving in synch with his.  He cupped her breasts and felt their perkiness and played with the nipples, making her orgasm and gush.  She was drooling and dazed as he continued to plow into her. Finally, after nearly twenty minutes, he came into her and backed off, letting her regain her awareness.  She struggled to stand on her own, using the wall for support.

He thought she was going to be angry and refuse to tutor him after what he had done, and was actually getting frightened as she turned around.  But her reaction was quite different than he expected, as she ran up and kissed him, jumping up and wrapping her arms around him. His cock stared getting erect again and she pushed him back into one if the wooden chairs and slid herself down onto his cock.  "You  want to fuck me, then fuck me," she said.  She rode his cock for another ten minutes before he came again.

Getting up, she walked over to gather her clothes.  She tried to cover up as best she could in spite of the fact her clothes nearly fell back off, since he had badly torn them.  she went and reached for her books, sitting across from him.  "Now, how about that tutoring?"

After that, they met several times a week for tutoring and sex, though usually not at the school.

o her that he didn't want to stop.  She had gushed juices into his mouth, having repeated orgasms.  She was breathing so hard and moaning that he had been surprised she had not woke up.  If she did, he feared she would tell their parents and get him into trouble.  Fortunately, they had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving him in charge.  Still, he did not want to risk her waking up and running out and telling anyone.

Taking some of her socks, he used them to tie her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, being careful not to wake her  up.  He supposed it would have been safer if he just left, but he wanted to go further and tame her so she would do whatever he wanted.  At 17, he had only had a few girlfriends and none of them had allowed him to have sex with them.  Damon wanted to make Monica his first.  He was pretty sure she was a virgin, also. He looked at her naked body, nicely shaven and firm, and wanted to fuck her badly.  He wanted to put a gag in her mouth, but she was sure to wake up.  He bent down and began licking her pussy again.

"Oh, that feels so good," she said out loud, but still asleep and thinking it to be a dream.

Damon stripped off his clothes, tossing them in the corner with a pile of her stuffed animals, and crawled up on the bed with her.  He touched her breast, pinching and pulling the nipple in his hand.   "Mmmmmm," she said.

But then she must have realized what was happening.  Her eyes opened wide at the sight of her own brother naked on her bed.  She could see the juices still dripping from his mouth.  She pulled and struggled against the cloth tying her wrists.  "Oh my god, Damon," she shouted, "I'm your sister!"

 He reached down and slid his fingers up into her wet pussy. She moaned and leaned back, arching her back.  "Stop," she said, whimpering and wanting more.  She did not protest much, though, as he massaged her mound and rubbed her.  Her body trembled.

Damon's cock grew to a full seven inches as he watched her writhing in pleasure.  "You know you like it," he said, so quit resisting."

Monica bit her lip to keep from screaming out as he sank his cock into her, ripping through her hymen and spurting blood around the sides of his cock.  "I do like it," she admitted, "but you know it is wrong-"  She barely got the words out as her body convulsed in a heavy tremor and her pussy tightened around him, milking his cock for his sperm.

He came prematurely but remained hard, so he thrust into her to keep it hard, stroking it in deeper as she spread her legs wider.  "You don't really want me to stop?" he asked.

"NO!" she screamed, her body pumping furiously to work him in deeper.  "Just do what you want to do to me."

He started pumping in faster and deeper, with her permission to do so freeing him of his inhibitions.  Monica felt like he was ripping her in half,but it felt so good at the same time.

"Fuck me harder, Damon," she begged.  "Fuck me like your woman, Damon."

Damon took that to be all he needed, so he fucked her until she bled more and screamed, finally cumming deep into her.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, her body being sent into spasms with multiple convulsions and orgasms.  "You can fuck me like that anytime," she said.

"Oh, I intend to," he said.  To prove it, he left her tied up and fucked her at least four more times that day, and dozens more times before the weekend was over.

e felt she had earned them, but she was not to get food out herself.  He also kept the bathrooms locked, making her go either on newspapers in the house or outside.  She had come to understand that outside was better because it kept the house from smelling.  While at first she had felt exposed being naked outside, she was starting to like the feel of the air against her naked skin, especially since the weather was getting colder.  She liked running and exercising outside and needed to do so to maintain her fitness level.  She was allowed to sleep on a mat at the foot of his bed with a blanket and only got to sleep in the bed following sex, which he demanded whether she was wanting it or not.  He raped her every night and sometimes several times during the day when he was not working.  If she denied him, he just slapped her hard and fucked her anyway.  He had started giving her birth control pills to avoid knocking her up.  She was not sure how having kids would affect them anyway, since if she got pregnant it would force him to take her to a doctor or to kill her and/or the baby.

When he got home one afternoon, he tossed her a sweater dress and had her put it on, along with a pair of sandals. He then put the chain on her collar and pulled her with him out to his van.  He had her get in and locked the back.  Before she knew it, they were at a house in the country.  He had her get out of the van and walk behind him on the chain.  She fussed with her dress; it itched and she wanted to take it off.  He noticed it and slapped her hard across the face.  "Behave yourself and be a good dog," he said.

Inside the house, she noticed that everyone there had a slave on a chain like her.  "Welcome one and all," a man in a suit said, apparently their host for the evening.  "The dog show will begin in a few minutes.  Please prepare your pets for the judging."  He then left into another part of the house.  Melissa was confused.  How could all these people have gone so unnoticed by others in the community?  Then she realized that some of the police and officials in the town must be aware of what was going on.

Brian began undressing her, which was somewhat humiliating  in front of so many people, but she was glad to have the sweater off.  He rubbed her back and ass to relax her.  She was freshly shaved in her pubic area since he made her stay groomed, doing it for her if she refused.  He took out a brush and started stroking her hair.

After a bit it was announced that round one was to commence.  Each Master paraded his slave around the room, with some fighting their masters and getting poor scores from a group of judges who displayed each one's score on cards.  Each one then did simple things like sitting or begging for treats.  When it was Melissa's turn,she acted as well behaved as possible, since she knew if she did poorly she would be punished for it.  She received a better score than most of the others.

When round two started, the tricks became more exposing and humiliating, with the girls spreading their legs to display their pussies.  Those who  fingered themselves were disqualified, as were those who refused.  Melissa did her best to twist and bend her limber body to display her pussy very well.  She scored the highest that round.

What happened in the third round she did not expect.  All the girls were told to bend over while the judges fingered them.  Melissa started to protest but was pushed forward by her master.  A female judge came over first and fingered her deep, causing her to get wet and excited; she was surprised that she actually liked another woman touching her.   The next judge was a fat balding man who sniffed and licked her pussy lightly.  She squirmed a bit at the sensation, finding it arousing.  The next judge came around and squeezed her boobs and felt her butt.  He must have liked what he saw, since he smiled and nodded.

The fourth round was even more exciting as her master Brian took her into the middle of the room and fucked her doggy style in front of everyone.  Since by that time there were only a few others, she had gone first. She came hard knowing everyone was watching.  Knowing she was being judged for fucking made her excited, so she really got into it and leaned back so he could get into her deep.  He plowed her pussy hard and deep, making her orgasm a few more times.  She screamed as he finally blew his load into her.  Everyone clapped.

When it came time for the judging, Melissa was nervous.  She wanted so much to win.  When they announced her master as the winner, she was so happy.  So was he.  But the most proud were her parents, whom she saw come from behind a curtain.  She was shocked.  All this time she had been worried her parents would not approve of what she was becoming,that they were worried she might have been killed.  She ran over to hug them even though she was naked and would have never thought she would be fucking someone in front of them.  She kissed and hugged them, and it was the happiest day of her life.

 

o ine rest of the houuse,which he locked
behind him.  As she opened her eyes, she could see it was some sort of work room, but it had been
cleared out to keep her from having any access to weapons or tools.  She eventually got up and
crawled over to the food.  She hungrily ate it in spite of the fact it tasted terrible.

Her body was dirty from being outside, and her pussy still full of her juices mixed with the
man's.  She stretched over and worked her body into a position wwhere she could eat herself out
and began cleaning it out of her.  She rather enjoyed the sensation of eating her own pussy and
was gushing more as she cleaned away his seed.  It was salty, yet she liked it. More hours
passed, and she crawled over to the newspaper to poop, cleaning herself by using the edge of it
as toilet paper.  As she finished, she saw the man come through the door.

"Good girl," he said, "good girl for going on the paper."  She smiled at his approval, glad of not
getting another beating.  He came over and grabbed her around the neck, scratching her chin. Her
pussy was getting wet from him touching her.  He rubbed his hands down her body since she was now
on her hands and knees, moving his hands around to caress and massage her butt.  He leaned over
and kissed her, something which she felt herself responding to,kissing him back.  "Good girl," he
said, pulling her onto his lap.  She leaned back onto him,letting her hair fall back onto him,
and leaving her breasts and belly and pussy exposed.  He rubbed her front in response, moving his
hands up and down her breasts and then down to  stroke her pussy.

She felt so good with this man touching her.  She could not help but smile.  She made a playful
yapping noise; hell, she might as well play along with him.  He began kissing her neck and
nibbling her ear.  She was melting in his arms.  

He scooted her over to the mat and laid her on her back.  The smell of the poop must have
bothered him, however, since he made her wait while he took out the newspaper.  When he returned,
she had not moved, laying with her legs spread and waiting for him to mount her.  He slid his
clothes off and then mounted her willing body, sliding his cock in hard and burying it deep into
her.  It hurt less this time than before, since the last time he had needed to take her virginity
when penetrating her.  This time felt so much better.  She bucked her hips, moving with him.  
"Good girl," he said.  He spent the next hour or so fucking her before leaving again to go back
into the main house.  

It was several more days of being a good dog before she was finally let into the main house to
sleep at the foot of his bed.  She had become perfectly happy being his dog.

ght of herself as a dog, playing naked all day with toys Mark bought her.  Being a psychology major, Mark feared it was some sort of dissociative disorder brought about by the trauma of being abducted and trained as a dog, all with their parents' consent.  The man who had trained her had abandoned her, however, after proving to her parents that she could be trained to be obedient.  Her only desire in life now was to be a good dog and deserve the sex her brother gave her.

Mark pretty much gave her as much attention as he could, but  his class was going out of town to a convention as part of his education.  He left her plenty of food in her dog dish and plenty of water.  She sadly watched him leave to go on his trip, but was happy when he promised to bring her some goodies back with him.

That night,  Melissa lay under the blanket on her futon "doggy bed".  Since she never went out, few people even knew she was there.  She was missing her brother, crying as she went to sleep.

Melissa awoke to the sound of breaking glass.  She ran out into the living room, only to see there was a burglar.  Unsure what to do, she began barking like a dog, knowing that would surely get him to go away.  She did not know why he was smiling at her, since she was a guard dog and he should be running.

She felt him reach over and grab her by the hair.  "So you think you're a dog, eh?" he said, amused.  He clapped a hand around er butt and slid a finger up between her legs.  She felt herself getting wet involuntarily.  "Let's see if you fuck like a dog, then."  He pushed her down to the floor on her hands and knees, dropping his pants.  He forced himself into her from behind.  He rammed his cock into her for ten minutes, sending her body into convulsions.  When he finished with her, he shoved her aside and finished filling this bag full of Mark's belongings.

She just lay there, watching him, until he grabbed her collar and dragged her out behind him.  "I can use a dog like you," he said, grabbing her wrist and shoving her out onto the fire escape.  She stood naked there, held forcefully by the burglar.  She felt extremely vulnerable and feared she would fall. She clung to the man for balance and he helped her down the stairs and down to a van.  The sight of it reminded her of the van she had been in when she first woke to her life as a dog.  Her pussy quivered in anticipation of what would happen next.

Arriving at the man's small basement apartment across town, he shoved her down the stairs and into the small flat.  He pushed her onto the bed that lay in the middle of the room.  Spreading her legs, he slid into her and fucked her. She allowed him to do as he wished; after all, she was his dog now. 

ressing and put her clothes in the locker before heading over to a hamper with clean towels in it.  As she bent over, she heard someone coming up behind her.  She turned to look but was met by a fist in her face, knocking her into the wall and unconscious.

Melissa came to in the back of a van, resting on her side with her wrists and ankles tied together behind her back.  She was still naked and all of her clothes had been left behind.  She struggled against the ropes but could not get free.  The van had cleaning supplies and brooms, so she could only assume it belonged to one of the custodial staff at the school.  Who else would have been lurking around the school on the weekend?  It did not matter in any case who did it, as it was not likely she would get free to tell anyone.  Her parents were not wealthy, so it was unlikely the person was doing this for money.  It was more likely in her mind that the person would kill her.

The van eventually came to a stop and she heard the front cab door open and slam shut.  Not long after that the back doors of the van opened.  When she saw the man, it was as she suspected; he had recently been hired to work as a janitor at the school.  She screamed at the top of her lungs, but to no avail.  Wherever she was, there were either no neighbors or they just didn't care what he did.  Either way she was not getting any help.  He leaned in and slapped her for her trouble, though.  "Bad dog!" he yelled, even as he pulled her forcefully out of the back of the van, picking her up over his shoulder and taking her into a yard with tall fences so that no one could see in.  She struggled against him until he just dropped her to the ground hard.  she began trying to scoot across the ground towards the gate, for which he kicked her hard in the stomach.  She keeled over and lay there in agony as he went over and locked the gate with a large padlock.  He then went into the house.  Since she was in pain, she did not know how long it took him to return with the locking dog collar he put on her.  He slapped it on her painfully and attached a chain to it, the other end of the chain attached to a tree.  He then cut the ropes off of her wrists and ankles before going back in the house,leaving her laying there naked in the yard.

She did not know how long she lay there.  It was only when it started to rain she began to wake up.  She tugged on the chain, trying to reach the door to the house but falling short.  The chain was only long enough to reach a doghouse which was big enough for her to fit in.  She crawled into it to get out of the rain, falling asleep crying.

She woke to the man kicking the side of the doghouse and setting down a bowl of wet dog food.  She was starving at that point, so she ate what she was given, and since there was no fork, she had to scoop it up in her hands and eat it.  Satisfied when she had started eating, the man went back in the house.  Feeling vulnerable, she went back into the doghouse after she finished eating.  It was only a matter of time, though, until she had to use the bathroom.  She tried getting the man's attention to let her use the bathroom, but he didn't answer.  Finally she just decided to go up by the tree and poop.  She tried to hide from the view of the house as best as she could before squatting and pooping in the yard.  Her ass was still covered in poop, however.  Being limber enough to have successfully have licked her own pussy in the past, she knew that the only way to get clean was to lick herself clean.  So she spent the next several minutes licking her ass clean.  It felt so good, though, that she licked out her pussy as well, lapping up juices that came out as she did so.

It was then that the man came out of the house.  She straightened up and ran up to him, begging to be able to be allowed in the house.  The man just shoved her back and to the ground.  "You have to earn privileges like that," the man said.  "Please, I'll do anything," she replied, crying hard.

The man reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her up hard.  It hurt, making her cry.  The man shoved her forward, making her land on her hands and knees.  He kicked her legs apart and forced her down on her forearms so that her pussy was up in the air.

"Please, no," she cried, being a virgin.  With her schedule, she had not had much time for  boys.

"You said you would do anything," he said, "and a good dog obeys her master."

She started crying until he hit her. She straightened up after that, not wanting to be hit again.

"Good girl," he said.  He began unbuckling his pants and let them drop around his ankles.  She held totally still as he pressed into her pussy.  She winced as his cock tore through her hymen and he began fucking her.  He pressed forward, pulling her hair back hard and sinking his cock in even deeper.  Her pussy was so hot and wet that she hardly could control it, and it seemed to be liking him inside her.  She leaned into him to press him further in and he began pounding her harder.  He fucked her hard for a good twenty minutes, causing her pussy to spasm and tingle and orgasm repeatedly, before finally cumming into her.  "Good girl," he said.

Tired and strangely blissful, she just lay there in the yard when he finished and did not even remember she had now earned the right to go in the house.