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Claire's Awakening
by Slutgirl (unicorn_chelle@yahoo.com)
***
The story of a young woman who eventually discovers her
reason for being: that of a sex slave to a dog.
(Mdom/F, beast, bdsm, ws)
***
It had taken Claire a long time to realise what it was
she wanted. At 32 she had been through 15 relationships
since the age of 12 and enough one-night-stands she had
lost count somewhere between 40 and 100.
Claire had tried being the mother, the nurse, the
sister and friend. She had dated naïve university boys,
bad biker boys, a quiet school teacher, a computer
geek, a rather cute scientist and even the local
Anglican priest. None were quite what she was looking
for. The closest Claire came to working out what might
be right for her was when one boyfriend arranged a
rather drunken gang bang with five of his mates, and
another had tied her to the bed with a silken scarf.
Something about the domination had done it for her, but
she couldn't quite work it out.
It wasn't as if Claire was asking for much, all she
wanted was to find someone she could click with,
someone she could have a lasting relationship with. She
was a self-reliant woman, making her own way in the
world in a job she liked, granted nursing in an old
people's home wasn't that glamorous, but it allowed
Claire to tap into her nurturing side. What actually
got Claire onto the right track was something that
happened with one of the patients.
Mr. Johannes was a sprightly 70 year old widow. He had
a sparkle in his eye and an air of cheekiness about
him. Claire warmed to him immediately. It was one
Sunday evening, during the night shift when Claire was
working 6pm to 8am that it happened. It was around 2am
when Claire heard the buzzer go off in Mr. Johannes'
room.
Being the late shift, there was only a skeleton staff
on and most of those were either on break or sleeping
at this time. Claire had been reading a romance,
bodice-ripper novel, so was wide awake and just a
little horny. She was annoyed at having to put the book
down at a very raunchy part, but did so and went to Mr.
Johannes' room. He was sitting up in bed, smiling at
her as she came in.
"Mr. Johannes, what seems to be the problem?"
"Nothing lass, I just felt like a bit of company, can't
sleep is what."
"Oh? Would you like a sleeping pill?" Claire thought of
the book she wanted to return to, really you shouldn't
leave a girl in the middle of being taken by a pirate
against her will, that really wasn't nice.
"No, rather have a pretty lass to chat to instead."
Claire smiled. "Now, now, Mr. Johannes, you really
shouldn't say such things you know, might turn a girl's
head if you did." She walked over to the bed and leant
over to fluff his pillow. As she did, her breast
brushed passed his cheek and she felt an instant tingle
between her legs. She blushed a little and tried to
ignore it.
Mr. Johannes had felt the breast brush his cheek and
turned to look, as he did he saw her nipple harden
instantly under her tight uniform. He put up a hand and
stroked her now obvious nipple. Claire was even more
aroused but pretended not to notice. She played and
prissied with the pillow, not wanting him to stop. Mr.
Johannes had no intention of stopping. He had pegged
this nurse as a bit of an easy target and it had been a
long time since he'd had any fun. He was going to see
how far she would let him go. Just then Claire
straightened up. "Now, what would you like to talk
about?"
"You missed a bit lass, just there." replied Mr.
Johannes with a glint in his eye, as he pointed to the
far side of the pillow. Claire giving only the vaguest
of smiles as she realised what he was up to, leant over
to play with the pillow.
As she was bent over, with her breast inches from his
face, Mr. Johannes reached up and pinched her nipple in
his fingers. Claire gasped, she was surprised but also
incredibly turned on. She froze, not wanting him to
stop. Mr. Johannes studied her face, yes he'd been
right about his one. He twisted his fingers slightly
and heard her breath quicken.
"Like that lass?" he asked as he twisted her nipple
just that little bit harder. His only response was her
moan as her breathing increased a notch. Mr. Johannes
smiling broadly now, reached up his other hand and
grabbed her other nipple in the same way. A much louder
moan escaped Claire's mouth this time.
"Undo your top lass, so I can have a good suck."
Immediately, Claire obeyed, as soon as he had said it,
Claire felt she wanted nothing more than this man's
mouth on her tit. She gingerly unbuttoned her blouse
and let it fall to her sides, she then pulled the cups
of her bra down to allow her breasts to fall free. Mr.
Johannes latched on to one breast and sucked like a
madman, all the while twisting the other. After a few
minutes, he switched. Looking up, he could see she was
getting flustered, her breathing coming in short, sharp
pants.
"Lass, why don't you play with yourself while I do
this, I'd like to see you finger you pussy and cum for
me." His voice was warm and friendly, but there was
another element Claire couldn't name. All she knew is
that it sounded very much like an order she was
compelled to obey.
Without pulling away, Claire reached down and one-
handedly, she undid the zip of her pants and put her
hand inside. Claire instantly felt her own wetness,
she'd never been that wet before in her life. She'd had
men suck her tits before, even bite them, but this was
different. It was something she would worry about
later.
"Don't cum yet lass, just play with yourself. I'll let
you know when to cum." Mr. Johannes was having immense
fun. He had a hard on now, and had started to gently
stroke it. An idea had come to him and he wanted to see
if she would play it out. So far, there had been no
hesitation from her to obey.
Claire was quickly reaching orgasm, but something in
her wouldn't allow her to cum. She fingered her clit
madly, yet part of her brain was stopping her, what was
she waiting for? In desperation, she moaned, "Oh
please, please Mr. Johannes, let me cum."
"Not yet lass. First I want you to suck me off. If you
do a good job and swallow all my cum, then you may
cum." It was a gamble he knew, but it was worth a try.
Instantly, Claire was at his cock, pushing his hand
away and sucking for all she was worth.
To Mr. Johannes, it felt awesome. It had been so long
since he'd had a girl suck him so wantonly, it didn't
take all that long until he was pumping creamy, hot
fluid down her throat. She pulled back from what she
was doing and looked at him. He grinned and nodded.
Claire shoved her hand down her pants and brought
herself off. She was about to scream from the sheer
bliss of it, when he grabbed her blouse and pulled her
down to a lust filled kiss. She screamed her orgasm
into his eager mouth.
When Claire finished, she straightened up and stared at
him. What had just happened? A little embarrassed, she
began to tidy herself up again, doing up her blouse and
tucking it back in. "um, um, Mr. Johannes, I-I'm sorry.
I don't know what just happened to me."
"I do lass. Tell me, have you had any fulfilling
relationships lately?"
"I don't see what business that is of yours." She
replied a little defensively.
"You were too easy lass, to willing to please me. You
also came too quickly, seems to me like you haven't had
the right kind of relationship for a long time."
Suddenly, another buzzer went off down the hall and
Claire had to leave to investigate. She would think
about this later.
Two days later, Claire had a day off. Every time she
thought about the experience with Mr. Johannes a blush
would stain her cheeks. She had been able to avoid
seeing him up till now and felt a little relieved, it
was only now that she had the time and privacy to
really think about what he had said. He had been right,
she hadn't had any fulfilling relationships, not ever.
And she had cum way too easily.
It was only now that she realised Mr. Johannes was over
twice her age. Somehow, that didn't seem a problem. All
the men she had dated had been from 10 years younger to
5 years older than her, maybe an older man was what she
needed after all, but Claire sensed there was something
else to it. Somehow Mr. Johannes was different and she
wanted to find out how.
Next day, Claire went into work early, so she could
talk with Mr. Johannes. She went into his room and said
a quiet 'hello'. Mr. Johannes looked up, "Well hello
there lass, come sit down." Claire was relieved he was
happy to see her and went over to the chair he had
indicated.
"Was wondering when I'd see you again, lass. Thought
maybe our little experience may have scared you off.
Long time since I've had such fun with a subby."
"Subby?"
"Yes lass, that's what you are. Don't tell me you don't
know." Claire shook her head.
"Geez girl, all this time and you never knew what you
were? No wonder your relationships haven't been fun."
"Please, Mr. Johannes, I need to know, what happened
the other day? I mean, I thought about what you said
and you were right, I cam much too easily and much
stronger than I ever have before. There is something
different about you that made the difference, and I
have no idea what it is, please, please explain it to
me."
"First, tell me this. Have you had many relationships
that didn't work for various reasons?" Claire nodded.
"Did you find yourself changing who you were to fit
into what he wanted?" Claire was stunned, that was
exactly what had happened. "I can see by your
expression I'm right. Now tell me this, has anything
happened which got you even a little excited?" Claire
nodded and blushed. "Go ahead lass, you won't embarrass
me."
"Well, there was this one time when a boyfriend tied me
to the bed," Mr. Johannes nodded, "and another time
when a boyfriend organised for me to have some 'fun'
with some of his friends." She blushed deeper and fell
silent.
"Yep, do you know what those two experiences have in
common?" Claire shook her head.
"Both times you were not in control. The other person
was. See lass, for you to get aroused, really aroused,
you need someone else taking control and telling you
want to do, making you do things in a sense. It's not
abusive and you aren't forced to do things against your
will, it's just that you are the sort of girl who needs
someone else to tell her what to do, that alone is
arousing for you.
"Look at the other night, have you asked yourself why
you wouldn't cum, even though no-one was stopping you?"
Claire was stunned, no she hadn't even thought about
that. It had simply seemed natural to wait until he
told her to.
"See lass, you could have cum, but something in you
told you to wait until I said it was ok, because I had
previously told you to wait. And when I told you to
suck me off before you could, you didn't hesitate or
argue, you simply jumped on. That is what a submissive
does, they obey to please the dominant.
"I'm a dominant and something in you recognised that,
just as I recognised you were submissive. Tell you
what, go and do some research on dominants and
submissives, then come back to talk with me about it."
Claire thanked him and left to start work, she would
definitely be checking it out. Something in what he had
said made sense, but she couldn't put her finger on
what.
A week later, Claire was back in his room to discuss
what she had learnt.
"Well lass, what have you discovered?"
"You were right, I checked out a few web pages on the
net and realised I am like you say, a submissive. The
thing is, what do I do about it?"
"Nothing, you simply are that's all. It doesn't mean
you will become a 3-headed monster or anything, you are
still you, you just know something more about who you
are that is all."
"No, you misunderstand. I accept what I have
discovered, I mean what do I do about finding a
Dominant to be with?"
"Ah, well, you can advertise or find groups around
here."
"But that will take ages, I want to learn now."
"Well lass, there is always me." Claire looked at him.
He could be her dominant? Why not.
"Yes, that is an excellent idea, but how do we do this
in here?"
"Granted, it won't be easy, but I can set you some
tasks to do and you can come back in and report to me."
That felt right to Claire. Inside her, something
sparked to life, she felt alive in a way she never had
before and didn't quite yet understand. Mr. Johannes
had told her to report back to her the same time the
next day for her first instructions. She couldn't wait
to find out what they were. She arrived 10 minutes
early, a little eager to begin.
"Well, hello lass, a little early I see, but that's
good."
"Yes, a little nervous too I admit."
"Good, good. Well, I have thought about this and have
some rules for you.
1. From now on, when people are around you shall refer
to me as Mr. Johannes and when no-one is here, you
shall call me Sir, is that clear?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Oh, yes Sir."
"Good.
2. You will come to see me at the start of each shift
and at the end just before going home. At these times,
if no-one is around, you will unbutton your blouse and
present your tits to me. Before you come in you will
have your bra pulled down, under your tits and you will
stand beside my bed, holding you blouse open, with your
tits hanging out. You will then say to me, Sir, these
tits and this girl belong to you.' You will then let me
touch them and do what ever I like to them.
3. Every night, before going to sleep, you must visit a
porno site and look at pictures or read erotic stories.
Each Sunday, I expect to receive an essay where you
have written down your honest thoughts and feelings
about what you have seen, detailed the things you have
looked at, and written at least 4 fantasies of your own
based upon what you have seen. If you aren't working on
Sunday, then you must give it to me on Saturday.
4. From now on, whenever you write to me or speak to
me, you are only to use the words tits, cunt, cock and
arse to refer to these body parts. Your tits will be
called 'Sir's tits' and your cunt sill be 'Sir's cunt'.
As for your arse, you will say 'Sir's sub's arse.'
5. You are forbidden to wear panties from now on. If it
is that time of the month, you must request to be
allowed to wear them. If you use tampons, then you are
to make no request and have no reason to wear them.
6. You must be honest with me at all times. If you are
unable to do something I set you, you must tell me so
and the reason why. I will then decide if I will let
you off. Likewise, if you disobey me, you must tell me
about it and I will set a punishment. Once punished, it
will be forgotten.
Do you understand and agree to these terms?"
"Yes Sir."
"One more thing lass, I want you to cum twice while at
work, and straight after to come and tell me about it.
You are to stick your finger in your juices and then
when you come to me, you are to present your fingers to
me and I will smell then and taste them. At night at
home, you may cum up to three times before looking at
the porn sites, but you are not allowed to cum after,
until you come into work and cum here. Understand?"
"Yes Sir." With that, Claire unbuttoned her blouse,
pushed her bra down and holding the sides of her blouse
out, said " Sir, these tits and this girl belong to
you."
Mr. Johannes smiled, leaned over and pinched both
nipples hard. Claire gasped and felt herself get wet.
She then did up her blouse and went to work.
Claire was Mr. Johanesses submissive for 8 months, then
he passed away. Claire was very distraught, having
never felt a loss like this before. In her grief she
quit her job and decided to go back to tafe, to study
for another career. It was there she met Pete Edwards,
a teacher of librarian studies, and the man to become
her next Dominant.
Things were different with Pete. He was only 10 years
older than her and she found him really attractive in a
sexual way, which she hadn't with Mr. Johannes. Pete
was into a much more strict style of Domination. He
required her to stay at his place all weekend, arriving
on Friday evening and leaving Monday morning. During
this time, she was ordered to stay utterly naked, even
if he had guests come over.
She had also been made to completely shave her pussy
and to keep her nails and make-up neat and tidy. Pete
made her practice what he called slave positions and
how to serve him a drink. She was required to ask
permission every time she needed to go to the toilet,
and then how it would please him for her to go.
Sometimes she was allowed to use the toilet, other
times he made her go outside on the grass like a dog,
or even pee into a little brass pot on the floor.
One of his favorite things was to make her drink
excessive amounts of fluids if they were having guests
over and to deny her to go to the toilet for up to 2
hours before they arrived. When they did arrive she
would be desperate to relieve herself, then he would
make her pee in the brass pot on the living room floor
so they could all watch her.
When Pete had honoured guests come over, he would make
her take up a position to present herself to them. She
would be laying on the floor, with her hands under her
head and her elbows out straight, her legs would be
bent out at right angles with her feet touching. If the
guest wanted to touch any part of her body in anyway,
she had to let them, afterward, thanking them for their
attention.
Pete also took much pleasure in making her wear a
vibrator switched on while they went out shopping. He
had introduced her to enemas and to anal sex. After
four months of being together, he had also required her
to start having sex with others. If a guest stayed
over, she was given to them for the night, to use
sexually as they saw fit. If someone was only over for
dinner and requested a favour from her, she had to
immediately comply.
Usually, the request was for a head job during dinner,
occasionally, it was for sex. One guest had requested
her pleasure his female submissive. Claire had never
been with a woman before. She found herself with her
face buried deep between the thighs of another woman
for the first time in her life. This other woman was
wetter than Claire had ever been, she was moaning
loudly and smelt and tasted of sex.
Claire could taste man cum in her still, and found out
later the Dominant had fucked her in the car just
before they came in. Claire revelled in this sexual
use, it was what she had been craving for the longest
time, without knowing it.
After two years Claire's course in retail studies was
finished and so too was this relationship with Pete.
Claire took up a new position in another state and it
wasn't long before she met a customer, Max Wildman. No
truer name had ever been given to someone as Claire was
going to find out.
Max Wildman called himself a Master. He was seeking a
slave, someone who sought complete ownership and
someone he could own completely. Claire fitted the
bill. Toward the end of her relationship with Pete,
Claire had felt she needed something more, but didn't
know what. Max offered an exciting and risky change.
She could hardly wait.
Straight away Claire moved in. She was ordered to get
rid of her possessions as everything she needed would
be supplied. She had only been at her job for three
months, but Max ordered her to quit, he would find the
right job for her eventually. Everything was gone,
everything from her past.
Claire was made to sleep on the floor next to Max's bed
and she walked around the house all day wearing a heavy
leather collar and high heels. Occasionally she would
be given a pair of crotchless panties to wear, as Max
felt this emphasied the pussy more. He would make her
wear a butt plug most days, often inserting a vibrating
one to keep her horny.
From day one, Max made her have sex with all his
friends and their wives. Some days Max would throw a
party and sometimes she would be tied to the bed and
gagged, people would wander in and out as they pleased
and use her till they were satisfied.. Other times,
Claire would be free to mingle with the guests, at any
moment one of them could pull her aside and use her as
he/she desired. Often Claire found herself crawling
through a party, being fucked by someone different at
each step she took Claire learnt very early on she
could not say no to this, and she loved it.
The next lesson Claire learned came as a surprise in
the middle of the night. It was around 3am when a hand
suddenly shook her awake. Claire immediately knelt up
and suddenly she felt a hand grab her hair, yanking her
head back sharply. She opened her mouth to scream in
fright and felt a cock shoved in.
At first Claire thought she was to suck it, then felt
something trickle down her throat. Quickly she
swallowed and realised he was peeing in her mouth!
After this, Claire was used all the time for him to
relieve himself. It was especially good for him when
they were driving somewhere. He simply yanked her by
the hair to his crotch, where she would undo his zip
and place his cock in her mouth, then she would wait
until he peed.
On the first anniversary of Claire being Max's slave,
he came home with some news.
"I've organised a job for you. You start on Monday. You
will be working Monday to Friday, 10am to 6pm and
Saturdays 10am to 2pm. I will buy clothes for you to
work in" Claire was excited at the prospect of getting
out and about and being able to speak with new people.
When Monday rolled around, Claire found out her job was
to be selling stock in an adult shop. The clothes Max
had bought for her were trashy/slut to say the least.
But since the owner was a good friend of his, and had
no problems with the clothes she would be wearing,
there was no problem. Besides, it would increase
business.
Almost as a uniform, Max had chosen skirts that didn't
quite cover all of her butt cheeks, and tops that were
either see-through or were cropped and didn't cover all
of her bust. Of course there were not bras or panties.
Claire was given explicit instructions that under no
circumstances was she to stop a customer from touching
her up.
They could do anything they wanted with her, even take
her out the back for a quick fuck if they wanted, the
only proviso she was given was that she must use a
condom. The owner of the store was going to be working
there all the time as well, so he would know if anyone
did proposition her (and would even tell them to) and
if she did deny someone, he would be reporting back to
Max.
It didn't take long for her to find herself spending
more time out the back having sex with customers than
inside doing work. One of the customers let slip that
they were paying good money to use her, and she
realised she was being prostituted by her Master. It
was something she had never considered, but she found
it arousing. One day a man came in with an unusual
proposition.
"I've been told you never say no to any request."
"Yes Sir, that's true."
"Well, I have one for you, I want you to mate with my
dog."
Claire was taken aback. Fuck a dog? She'd never heard
of such a thing. How on earth was she supposed to fuck
a dog? The idea was ludicrous.
"Um, I've never heard of that. Just a moment." She went
up to the owner of the shop. "That man over there wants
me to fuck his dog."
The owner of the shop looked over her shoulder and
walked over to the man. After a few minutes the man
left and the owner went back behind the counter.
Nothing more was said. Later that night, she broached
the subject with Max.
"A man came into the shop today, asking me to fuck his
dog."
"Really? And what did you say?"
"'Just a minute', then I went up to my boss and told
him."
"And what did he do?"
"Went over to him, talked to him and then the man went
away."
"Curious." said Max, and Claire could see he was
thinking. The next weekend, Claire got a surprise. Late
on the Saturday afternoon, barely an hour after
returning from work, a knock came to the door. When
Claire went to open it, she saw the man from the shop
standing there, with his Alsatian beside him, on a
lead. Max rocked up just behind her, putting out his
hand and welcomed the man inside. He then ordered
Claire into the lounge room.
Once inside, Claire was ordered down onto all fours.
The dog was immediately let off the lead and went over
to sniff her. It gave a lick then went back to its
owner. The man looked at Claire then at Max. "The bitch
isn't on heat, Roger isn't interested."
"We can fix" replied Max and disappeared. He quickly
returned with a large vibrator. He went over to Claire
and pressed it against her clit. It wasn't long before
Claire was moaning and Roger pricked up his ears. Max
stopped and walked away. "Would you like a coffee?" he
asked the man, who nodded. Max placed the vibrator all
the way inside Claire's pussy, "Don't cum." he
instructed, then lead the man out into the kitchen.
Roger went with them.
Claire was getting horny. She hated when Max did this,
because she never knew how long he would be gone and
she could barely stop herself from cumming. As the
tension built up, Claire felt a slow transition happen
inside her, as she was building up fuck lust. It
happened when she became so full of lust that she
simply HAD to fuck – anything! She was left there for
45 minutes, with her juices dripping down her legs.
When they returned, they found her gently swaying her
hips, as she arched her butt in the air and moaning.
Max could tell she hadn't cum and he patted her on the
head. He removed the vibrator to her protests, then
Roger was let off his lead again. This time Roger got
stuck right in, his tongue disappeared up Claire's
throbbing, wet, engorged pussy lips and she almost
howled. She still had not been given the command to
cum, and she thought she would explode with the
tension. Suddenly, she felt Roger climb on top of her.
He gave a few quick thrusts, then his rock hard cock
hit home. It slid straight into her slippery cunt-hole
with no resistance. He pumped away like a wild beast
and Claire felt a hard lump enter her, then he really
let loose. Max was watching transfixed. He'd never seen
Claire this sexually primitive. He nodded, but she
didn't seem to notice, so he said loudly, "You may
cum." and instantly Claire responded with a scream, as
the tension which had built up in her loins was
released.
Immediately, Claire dropped her shoulders to the floor
and grunted in time with Roger's strokes. She was
cumming repeatedly, Max was amazed. Roger boned away
and his owner now had his cock out and was kneeling in
front of Claire. She couldn't see him, the lust had
completely taken her over, but some primitive part of
her knew what was wanted. She opened her mouth and when
a cock was shoved in, she sucked like a woman
possessed. And that was how Max described her.
When Roger pulled out, fluid drizzled from Claire's
cunt. Max simply said "Lick it up" and Claire instantly
complied. Max had never seen her like this, he was
truly amazed. Roger had cleaned himself up and now came
back to clean up Claire. As his tongue touched her
pussy lips, Claire froze and uttered a low, primitive
growl. Roger was back on her in a flash, pumping away
for her hole. He found it quickly and was once again
'rogering' her for all he was worth.
Max, unable to control himself, knelt in front of her
and shoved his cock in her mouth, this too she sucked
like never before. Max grabbed hold of her nipples and
pulled on them for leverage as he fucked her face like
he did her pussy – hard and fast. He came fast,
grunting as he sprayed his juices down her throat and
Claire muffled her moans as orgasm after orgasm washed
over her. When Max finished, he sat back to watch the
rutting pair.
10 minutes later, Roger was finished yet again. Claire
slumped forward and passed out. Roger's owner looked at
Max and said, "Roger will be ready to go again in about
20 minutes. If she is still passed out, we can put her
over a low stool and he will still fuck her. You
haven't seen anything till you see Roger fuck an
unconscious woman."
Max nodded, and 20 minutes later with Claire still
unconscious and positioned over an ottoman, they
watched as Roger took Claire for the third time. Max
agreed, there was something completely beast like about
letting a woman be used for fucking by a dog when she
was unconscious. It was the ultimate in using a sex
slave. Max also knew what he needed to do with Claire.
The next afternoon, Claire was finally awake. She found
she had been sleeping on the bed instead of the floor.
She slowly wandered out to the loungeroom, where she
found Roger and his owner sitting there talking with
Max. Apparently, they had stayed all night.
"Ah, Claire, I have some news for you. First, grab a
coffee and sit down."
Claire did as she was told and sat on the floor at
Max's feet.
"Ok, how did you feel about yesterday?"
"It was amazing. I've never felt anything like that. It
was as if I'd finally realised what my reason for being
was."
"Yes it seemed so natural, watching you, I've never
seen you more your real self than when you were being
used by the dog. You truly are a bitch, you know."
"Yes, it seems that way."
"We both know what this means, Claire."
"Yes." she sighed. She knew what would have to happen."
"You are a slave, but you aren't meant to be a slave to
a man. You were meant to be a slave to a dog, Claire."
"Yes" she agreed. She had realised that last night the
first time Roger was fucking her. Part of her had cried
out to the universe to make her a dog's bitch slave for
ever.
"I've been talking with Ron here, and he has agreed. I
am giving you to Roger as his slave. Part of the deal
is that Ron will take you in and look after you, but
you will be Roger's bitch, at his beck and call. Do you
agree to this?"
Claire needed only a moment. She looked at Roger, then
back to Max. "Yes."
An hour later, Claire had packed the clothes she had,
which Max had said she could take. She was in the
loungeroom, naked and kneeling, with knees far apart
and hands resting on top her things, palms up. She was
in front of Roger, as he sat next to Ron's chair.
Claire could see the dog was excited, he had part of
his cock protruding from its sheath. This excited her
and she began to get wet. Max walked up to Claire and
snapped Roger's lead around her neck. He pulled her
forward on to all fours and across the room to Roger,
where she resumed her kneeling position.
"I now hand you over to Roger. He will be your Master
from now on." Max dropped the lead at Roger's feet, who
bent down and sniffed the lead. Then he looked up at
Claire, then Ron. "Go on" Ron urged and Roger walked
over to Claire. She instantly raised her arse in the
air and lowered her shoulders to be in position for
him. He sniffed her rear end and started licking again.
Claire closed her eyes. She knew if he took her now, he
was accepting her as his bitch. She held her breath.
Everyone waited to see what Roger would do.
Roger stopped licking and stared at Claire's cunt. This
time there would be no preparation for him. He had to
accept his bitch as she was, take her or leave her. He
looked up at Ron, then Max then turned back to stare at
the hole in front of him. Suddenly, Roger lunged at the
pussy, licking in a frenzy. He leapt onto her back and
prodded for her hole, finding it and sticking his cock
in as far as it would go. He began to fuck her
frantically, as though he hadn't seen a bitch in years.
Claire was whimpering with pleasure. "Oh Master, yes,
yes! Fuck your horny, wet bitch. Take me Master, fuck
me. Oh fuck me hard." She was filled with a sense of
bliss she had never felt before. Roger was fucking her,
that was all that mattered. His doggy cock was inside
his bitch's cunt and all was right with the world.
Roger fucked her hard and fast for a good 30 minutes
then pulled out. She stayed in position as his cum
dribbled down her legs. Ron tapped her on the head and
she looked up at him. "Roger has claimed you for his
bitch. There are a few things you need to know." Claire
looked at him, and listened.
"First of all, you belong to Roger solely. I will not
be using you for anything, neither will any other
person as long as you are with Roger. You are his bitch
and only his. He is a stud dog, so is often rented out
for stud purposes. You will be expected to assist him
in that, to help him mate with the female bitches by
sucking his cock off to get hard and excited and to
help put his cock into the other bitches' holes. You
will have to sit and watch him fucking real bitches,
any and as many as I organise for him, but you will be
fucked by no other dog or man. Occasionally, I will
order you to suck him off, just because I wish to see
it..
"Also, you will not wear clothes around our house, you
will be completely naked at all times and accessible
for Roger. That means you will be expected to move
around the house on all fours at all times, so that you
are always in position, ready for your Master to fuck
you. Even when you have a period, you will not be
allowed to use anything for it.
"Roger will take care of keeping you clean at that
time. You will not work but will be around the house 24
hours a day, 7 days a week. Whenever Roger wants to
take you, let him, even if I have guests. You are
forbidden to ever utter the word 'no' to Roger. Do not
worry about others seeing you, nobody comes to my house
unless they expect to see it happen.
"You will wear Roger's collar at all times to show you
are his property. I will get a dog tag made up saying
Master Roger's bitch', which you will wear at all
times. You will be responsible for feeding him, for
bathing and grooming him. You will be able to eat
whenever you like, but when Roger is eating, you must
sit and wait for him to finish first. I arrange for
someone to take him for walks, can't have you denying
Roger his rights to his bitch, just because you are in
the street.
"You will sleep outside in the kennel with Roger. It's
outside, but is walled off, so no-one can see. It is a
large enough kennel for you both. You will drink out of
his water bowl outside and relieve yourself on the lawn
when outside. Do you accept all of this?"
"Yes, I accept all my obligations and limitations
imposed by my Master Roger."
"Fine, we will leave then."
Claire looked forward to her new life. Finally, she now
knew where she belonged, knew that she was born to be a
human bitch for a dog Master, to have a dog's hard,
stiff cock pumping away inside her woman's pussy, like
a piston whenever he chose to use her, as often as he
chose to use her and that she would only ever feel
complete when it was.
The End
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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