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Melissa Becomes a Bitch - 1
by Wolfebitchmelissa (melissawolfe88@yahoo.com)
***
An autobiographical account of how my life was changed
and how Master trained me to be the bitch I am today.
(MF, nc, rp, f/beast, bd)
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Chapter 1
My name is Melissa. I grew up in a medium-sized
Midwest city, the youngest child and only daughter of
the Chief of Police, one could say I had a rather
sheltered life. Most boys were a little too
intimidated by my father to ask me out during high
school and those that weren’t would get bullied away
by my two older brothers or turned down flat by me
since I was raised to be a good Christian girl by my
family and Godfather, the Police Chaplain.
By the time I had finished high school I was pretty
much a younger image of my mother. Just like her, I
had dark green eyes unlike the hazel ones of my father
and brothers. We were both only 5’4, a good five
inches shorter than either my brothers or father, and
despite being fit and athletic, I still developed a
34DD-25-35 figure that matched my mothers, though I
had straight black hair to my shoulder blades while
she preferred to have hers up in a braided coil most
of the time.
My mother objected only slightly when I chose not to
become a teacher like her, but instead followed in my
father and brothers’ footsteps by becoming a police
officer. I guess she figured that the three of them
could look out for me.
Applying to the local Tech College, it only took me
four years to graduate from the law enforcement
program, earning myself an associate degree in Liberal
Arts while waiting to enter the academy program. I was
just 22 when my father told me how proud he was and
swore me in as a rookie patrol officer.
I was just two years later, four months shy of my 25th
birthday when my life changed dramatically.
Sergeant Wolfe had driven me home from the hospital
after we had both been checked out and debriefed
following a high speed chase. The chase ended with my
cruiser wrecked and gunfire exchanged between the
suspect and Wolfe and I, though neither of us were hit
and the suspect was taken into custody with just one
minor gunshot wound. Department policy required that
we both were put on administrative leave, with pay,
while the incident was investigated by the State
Police.
Wolfe and I had been partnered now for several months.
He drove the department’s K9 vehicle, with Diego, a
five year-old Labrador-shepherd mix. I drove a
standard patrol car either nearby or following him and
would transport any suspects to lockup.
I considered him attractive. He was muscular of
course, around three inches taller than me, in his
mid-thirties, an Army Ranger before joining the force
and had piercing blue eyes under thick, dark eyebrows
that always seemed a bit brooding and intimidating.
Since he wasn’t my supervisor, we chatted a lot and
spent some time together off the clock, normally
involving some play and bonding time with Diego, but I
never really felt at ease enough to do more than some
awkward flirting and midnight fantasizing about him at
night when alone in my apartment.
Arriving home from the hospital, I was still a little
shaken and didn’t want to be alone, so I invited Wolfe
upstairs to my apartment for coffee. Diego came along
too of course, after visiting the fire hydrant.
I dropped my work bag by the couch while Wolfe started
the coffee and Diego sniffed around my apartment.
Coming back to sit with Wolfe on the barstools by the
counter separating the kitchen from the living room,
we started talking, the conversation was pointless and
it felt like both of us were purposely avoiding the
incident. As the conversation went on however I didn’t
feel myself relaxing at all, but feeling more and more
awkward and self-conscious as time went by.
My agitation must have shown, because I felt Wolfe’s
hand on my shoulder and turned to look into those blue
eyes of his. Feeling myself lean in closer as his hand
slid up the side of my neck, I suddenly found myself
being kissed by him. I gasped, opening my mouth as I
felt his tongue slide past my lips and began to
wrestle back with my tongue.
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I felt his
hands stroking the back of my neck and down my spine.
My eyes had long since closed and I was enjoying the
sensations rising in my body as I was touched, but
still squeaked in surprise and protest when his hands
slide down to cup my ass and lift me up off the
barstool.
Clinging to him, I was forced to wrap my legs around
his waist as he carried me to the living room. Still
kissing him, my heart raced and I could feel a tingle
starting between my legs as I realized that the lump
in his pants was grinding against my pussy as he
carried me towards the couch and sat down on it with
me straddling his lap.
I remember combing my fingers through his hair and
kissing even more hungrily as his hands stroked up
from my ass and in front of me to begin opening my
shirt. I weakly shook my head, but made no move to
stop him as he undid the zipper and pulled the shirt
up out of my trousers. Stroking his hands over my
tummy and sides up to my sports bra, his touch made me
shiver and my heart pound in my chest.
I wiggled my ass between his thighs as he spread them
apart, still grinding against that growing lump in his
pants. "Oh my god, he’s HUGE!" I thought to myself,
shivering slightly. My mind reeled and I felt dizzy
there in his lap and I shook my head again in protest
as he stroked over my breasts, teasing them and
squeezing them in his strong hands as they heaved on
my chest.
Soon he had pulled my sports bra up to my neck with
both hands and broke off kissing me to dip his head
down and take my left nipple into his mouth, causing
me to cry out. This had gone way past the appropriate
limits of our partnership, and was much further than I
had let any of my boyfriends go when I was dating. I
tried to tell him to stop but all I could do was cling
to his shoulders and lean back while letting out soft
moans as he teased first that nipple and then the
other into throbbing, painfully hard peaks.
With a deft move of his hips, I was rolled onto my
back under him on the couch, my head facing the right
armrest and with his legs straddling my right thigh.
His right knee was pressed up between my thighs and
against my pussy as he continued to kiss, suckle, and
lightly bite at my nipples. All that attention left me
helpless and pinned beneath him, combing my fingers
through his hair and moaning softly as he quickly
undid his own uniform shirt and pulled it off.
Tossing his shirt away over the coffee table, he
paused in his attack on my breasts only to sit up and
pull his undershirt off, exposing that firmly muscular
chest and flat abs I had fantasized about so many
times after seeing him in the precinct gym. He dove
back down into my heaving breasts once his undershirt
had also been tossed away, making me squeal again and
wrap my arms around his head, pushing my tits up and
together in offering to him with my upper arms as I
heard the heavy thud of his equipment belt hitting the
floor.
His hands returned to my tits, caressing and fondling
them. My nipples were tingling hard and I could feel
the itch building between my thighs as I ground
against his knee. With a surprised gasp, I arched my
back and thrust my chest out to him as his attention
there caused me to have a sudden, small orgasm.
Somehow, unnoticed during my orgasm, Wolfe managed to
open the front of my trousers. My eyes shot open and I
gripped his hair, trying to pull his head back as I
shook my head and tried to protest, but all that came
out of my mouth was a strangled moan as his hand
slipped into my panties and past my neatly trimmed
bush to plunge two fingers into my embarrassingly wet
pussy.
I shuddered and moaned as I felt fingers that didn’t
belong to me or my gynecologist entering me. My pussy
was instantly on fire again as he thrust and wiggled
them in and out of me. His thumb started to tease my
clit back and forth, making me grind helplessly
against his knee. His teeth began to tease and gnaw
lightly on my nipples, making them ache and throb more
as I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into a
whirlpool of pleasure even as my mind shrieked in
protest.
"I don’t want this," I thought, "I’m saving myself for
marriage."
I gripped his shoulders, arching my back and moaning.
I didn’t have the strength to push him away. I wanted
to but I couldn’t. I shuddered again, my nipples
feeling like they were about to explode under his
sucking and teasing lips as my pussy fluttered and
juiced through a mind-numbing orgasm. I’d never had
someone else make me cum before.
His hands circled around my hips and cupped my ass,
lifting me up and starting to slide my panties and
trousers down. He got them past my hips and almost to
my knees by the time my head cleared and I was able to
speak again.
“No,” I whispered weakly, then louder, “No! I can’t!”
Grabbing his wrists I weakly tried to keep him from
pulling my pants down further and tried to think of a
way to get him to stop.
“Please,” I said, my mind racing, “I can’t, I’m a
virgin… I, I’ll suck your cock, okay?”
I couldn’t believe I said that. My face was flaming
from embarrassment as I looked up into his lust-filled
eyes. I had done it a few times with previous
boyfriends, but still without letting any of them get
me anywhere near as exposed as I was now.
“Okay,” He relented, “but at least let me see you
naked.”
I blushed even harder at his request, but nodded.
Sitting up, I took off my boots and stood up facing
away from him. I slid my trousers and panties off,
feeling like my face was on fire and that his eyes
were boring into my back as he sat up and watched me.
Then I slowly let my shirt slide off to the floor and
reached up for my ponytail.
“Leave your hair up,” he said, “it’s sexy that way.”
I couldn’t stop blushing as his eyes roamed over my
body from behind. So I finally pulled off my sport bra
the rest of the way, letting it fall from my trembling
fingers before turning around to face him, reaching up
at first to cover my breasts, but letting my hands
fall to my sides as I watched him look me over from
head to toe, never, ever having been seen by anyone
this way before.
“You are just perfect,” he said, looking me over
teasingly slow. I watched as he adjusted himself and
closed my eyes with a soft shiver. He spread his feet
apart and pointed to the ground, “kneel.” There was a
note of command there, like he used when we were in
the field, it made me shiver again as I obeyed, my
breathing getting faster and making my tits heave as
he again cupped them in his hands and stroked my
nipples back and forth.
I reached up between his thighs stroking them with my
hands. My hands were trembling as they passed over
that bulge in his lap and opened his pants up, pulling
them and his boxer-briefs down slightly and letting
that monster free.
I gasped as his cock sprung out, nearly hitting me in
the face. It was thick, throbbing, and veiny, with a
slight odor of gamey sweat. Licking my lips I took the
base of it in my right hand, unable to close my
fingers and thumb around it as the purple head looked
straight up at my eyes. Measuring it with both hands,
it stretched out from his pubic hair so that with one
pinky against the base, thumb stretched out to touch
my other pinky and my left hand’s thumb stretched
towards the tip, it didn’t even touch the crown of the
head. He was at least 10 and a half inches long and
thicker than my wrist.
I looked up at him, seeing those blue eyes watching me
as I held onto his cock and began to stroke it with my
right hand. Then, taking a deep breath and closing my
eyes, I planted a kiss on the tip and slowly let it
slide past my lips, stroking along the underside of
the head with my tongue.
Hearing him groan, I swallowed, then began to bob my
head, slurping around the head and taking a couple
inches of shaft into my mouth as I stroked the base
with my right hand. It felt so naughty, so
embarrassing to be doing this on my knees during broad
daylight in my apartment, and my other hand reached
back to tease my clit and pussy.
I let out a soft moan and tried to take him deeper as
I pushed two fingers, then three into my pussy, not
filling it like his did, I felt frustrated by that
fact, his had felt so much better. Still I could feel
my juices flow and my inner thighs getting sticky as I
began to bob my head faster, trying to take the head
of his cock further into the back of my throat.
I felt his hands on my head, guiding me to move
slower, then lifted me up off his cock. Letting it
slip free of my mouth with a whimper, I looked up into
his eyes as he pulled me close and hugged me again,
kissing me deeply, his cock throbbing against my belly
and spreading my saliva on my skin.
“Now, fuck your tits with my cock, pet,” he said to me
in that same tone of voice as before. It made me
shiver, but still, I moved to obey, sliding my knees
closer to the couch and resting my tits on his thighs.
Pressing them together around his cock with my hands,
I began to slowly bounce them up and down, watching
that purple head emerge from my cleavage again and
again.
I felt him move, reaching over to his right as I
concentrated on pleasing his cock with my tits. It
felt oddly good, my tits were tingling as they rubbed
along his spit-slick cock and I couldn’t help it but I
pinched and rolled my nipples between my fingers and
thumbs, throwing my head back with my eyes closed and
moaning as my pussy continued to itch and squish as I
squeezed my thighs together.
“You are such a sexy bitch, Melissa,” I heard him
groan, his right hand caressing my cheek. I turned to
kiss his palm, sucking his thumb into my mouth as he
caressed my lips with it. My eyes were still closed as
I enjoyed the lustful feeling of his cock throbbing
between my breasts.
He caressed along my throat with both hands, then
reached up to guide my head back down towards his lap.
“Suck me,” he said, and I opened my eyes to look at
his proud erection, licking my lips to moisten them
before sliding them back down over his head and shaft,
scooting my knees back away from the couch.
“That’s right, get down on all fours for me,” he said,
and I moaned softly. Swaying my hips back and forth, I
moved my knees back on the carpet until I was on all
fours, my back arched and my head bobbing up and down
over his shaft. I felt a little awkward, and even more
naughty this way, but I felt like I was getting more
of his cock down my throat as it started pushing past
my tongue.
He firmly guided my head down by my hair until I was
on my elbows and knees, my mouth lined up with my
throat. Rocking forward and back now instead of
bobbing my head, I kept sucking on his throbbing cock.
I could feel his cockhead bulling into my throat,
going deeper and deeper until I felt my nose bump
against his pelvis.
"Ohmygod! He’s fucking my throat!" My eyes shot open
and watered as I couldn’t breathe with my throat so
full of cock. I felt helpless as he held me there for
several seconds, then began guiding me back and forth,
letting me pant through my nose as his cock slid out
of my throat, then guiding me to take it all the way
down to the base again.
He pulled me in close again and my nose was burrowed
deep against his pelvis as he led me there. I tried to
breathe through my nose and could barely get any air,
my eyes were tearing up and I suddenly felt something
cold and wet against my ass. Diego was behind me, I
had completely forgotten about him!
Diego began sniffing at my pussy as Wolfe held me in
place. I couldn’t believe it. His hot breath tickled
my wet folds and made me shiver with fear and confused
arousal as I was held there, Wolfe’s hands going to my
waist, his tummy pressed against the top of my head,
trapping me.
“Let’s see what he does, Melissa,” Wolfe growled, his
voice thick with lust. Trembling, I began to cry,
wanting to protest, to get out of this weird
situation, but I couldn’t. Held in Wolfe’s powerful
hands, I couldn’t do anything as Diego began to lick
at my dripping slit with that wide, rough tongue of
his.
I squealed and sobbed around the cock in my throat as
Diego began to lap at my pussy, teasing my clit and
labia. I shivered as his tongue kept teasing my poor
clit and pussy, making them throb with need. I
couldn’t stop dripping as that dog’s tongue worked
fast and rough on my helpless pussy.
I let out a muffled shriek and my eyes bugged out as
Diego’s tongue poked between my lips and into my
pussy. He quickly started lapping in and out of my
vulnerable hole as if searching for the source of my
pussy-juice. Letting out a shuddering, sobbing moan, I
felt my eyes flutter shut and I began panting faster
as the dog’s talented tongue brought me closer to the
edge. My first orgasm from having my pussy eaten was
going to come from a dog, and not from my future
husband!
My moans became panting, shuddering sobs as I came for
Diego’s tongue. Shivering from head to toe, I felt my
hips grinding up and down as Diego’s tongue raped me.
Helpless tears were flowing from my eyes and I began
to gag around Wolfe’s cock as I sobbed in humiliation.
“That was so sexy,” Wolfe moaned as he leaned back
again and began to pull me back and forth to continue
fucking my throat. “You’re a kinky little slut, aren’t
you Melissa?”
Sobbing around his cock, I looked up at him with my
eyes blurry from tears. I had never felt so humiliated
in my entire life. I just wanted Wolfe to cum and then
leave. I felt broken inside as I just sucked harder on
his cock, trying to please him even as he called me
such hurtful names.
My jaw was starting to ache I couldn’t believe he was
lasting so long. I sobbed and panted, Diego continuing
to try and lick at me as I thrust myself forward and
back, helping Wolfe to rape my throat. I was so lost
in my own feelings of humiliation and self-pity that I
almost didn’t respond as Diego suddenly jumped up over
my ass and planted his front paws in front of my
knees.
“Mmmm-hmmfh!” I moaned around Wolfe’s cock, looking up
at him pleadingly with tear-filled eyes, silently
begging for mercy as Diego mounted me, but I made no
move to resist.
“Yeah, you want to pop this bitch’s cherry, don’t you
Diego?” Wolfe said, making me shudder with fear,
“you’d like that, wouldn’t you Melissa?”
I tried to shake my head no, but made no other protest
as Diego started to thrust. I sobbed around Wolfe’s
cock as I felt the pointed head of Diego’s bump
against my ass several times before he finally found
my pussy. Wailing pitifully, I cried even harder as
the dog pumped into me and ripped through my hymen.
“Take that you cock-teasing little cunt,” Wolfe
growled, his cock throbbing and jumping in my throat,
“you’re a real bitch now, aren’t you?”
I felt Diego’s balls bump against my clit, his furry
belly scratching my ass. I felt completely broken and
nodded in defeat. I had been teased, humiliated, and
now I was being raped by both my partner and his dog.
“Take all that dog cock, you horny little slut. You
love it, don’t you?” Wolfe continued degrading me, his
voice thick with lust as I sucked his cock as best I
could. “Get ready to swallow my load you dog-humping
little bitch. You’d better not spill a drop of it”
I gurgled submissively around Wolfe’s cock, grunting
with each thrust of Diego’s hips as he started to pump
wildly. I swallowed reflexively as Wolfe began to
erupt, his cum shooting town my throat, up into the
back of my nose and over my tongue, coating it with a
salty, metallically bitter flavor that made me want to
gag, but I gulped down every bit of it, not wanting to
upset him.
Wolfe finally pulled his cock from my mouth and I
collapsed onto my chest, my arms shaking as Diego kept
thrusting.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! AH-HAAAAAAAAH!” I moaned out in
humiliation as I had a sudden, powerful orgasm from
being dog-raped. Arching my back further and throwing
my head back as Diego kept raping me with his super-
hot doggy cock.
“Enjoying yourself Melissa?” Wolfe asked, deepening my
humiliation, “you know you’re Diego’s bitch now,
aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I sobbed, moaning as I felt the base of Diego’s
cock starting to swell, that growing mass pushing into
my sore, throbbing pussy again and again.
“Say it then, slut. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m Diego’s bitch now,” I sobbed, moaning as I felt
another forced orgasm on its way.
“Oh my God!” I cried out as the base of Diego’s cock
got stuck inside me and began pulling me back and
forth, “Oh my God! OHMYGOD! What is that? I’m stuck!
What is that?!?”
“That would be his knot, little bitch,” Wolfe said,
chuckling at my predicament, “You’re loving that doggy
cock, aren’t you?”
I moaned, unable to speak any more. Gripping at the
carpet helplessly as I was dragged back and forth by
my stuffed and knotted cunt. My nipples throbbed
painfully as they were rubbed raw on the carpet.
Diego suddenly stopped thrusting and I felt warm, wet
splashes flood my pussy as he began to cum.
“Oh God! He’s cumming! He’s cumming inside meeeee!” I
screamed, my scream changing to a wailing moan as my
second orgasm on his cock ripped through me. My entire
body vibrated as my muscles turned to jello, leaving
me weak and drained on the floor with my ass held in
the air only by Diego’s throbbing knot.
As my orgasm faded away, I lay there under Diego, his
balls still flexing against my clit and inner thighs
as he finished flooding my womb with his cum. I began
to sob again, huge, body-shaking sobs as the
realization that my virginity was gone hit me. I had
lost it in the worst way, raped from my body, by a dog
no less, while the man I trusted, was attracted to and
might have wanted to give it to eventually, just sat
there and watched after raping my throat with his own
cock.
I don’t know how long I lay there on my chest crying.
It seemed to take forever, but finally Diego’s knot
went down and he slipped out of me with a wet slurp
and a gush of mixed juices down my thighs. I didn’t
resist as Wolfe got off the couch and knelt on one
knee beside me, pulling my elbows together behind my
back and locking them there with a pair of flex-cuffs
from my bag.
“Are you going to rape me again?” I asked, “If you are
you don’t need those, you’ve already ruined my life.”
Turning my head to look up at Wolfe, my eyes opened
wide as I saw for the first time that he had been
wearing his patrol glasses. He must have put them on
sometime either while I was sucking his cock, or
before Diego mounted me. My heart froze in my chest, a
new fear gripping me as I saw the micro camera mounted
on the frame of those protective glasses and the
confident, almost evil smile on his face.
“Rape you?” He asked, a falsely puzzled look on his
face, “You offered to give me a blowjob, didn’t you?”
He stroked over my upraised ass with his hand, making
my skin tingle. My flesh crawled from his touch,
terrified of what he might do to me now that I
realized he had been recording it all.
“And didn’t you enjoy yourself with Diego? You DID say
that you’re his bitch now, didn’t you?”
I didn’t answer him, causing him to give my ass a
sharp, painful spank.
“Yes!” I yelped.
“What was that, bitch-pet?” he asked, humiliating me
further with another spank, making my ass burn.
“YES!” I almost screamed, sobbing from the strike to
my ass, “I enjoyed it! I’m Diego’s bitch now!”
He spanked my ass again, making me gasp, then stroked
over my flaming cheeks with his hand.
“You’re MY bitch too, aren’t you Melissa?” he asked,
giving me another spank.
“YE-HESS! I’m your bitch too Wolfe” I sobbed, getting
another spank from him.
“Then you will call me ‘Master’ from now on little
slut, do you understand?” and again he spanked me.
“Master!” I cried out, “Yes, Master!” yet another
spank turning my ass an even brighter red.
“So what are you now, little slut?” He kept testing
me, spanking me again as I struggled to find the right
answer to satisfy him.
“I’m your bitch, Master!” I cried out, sobbing again,
“I’m Diego’s bitch and Yours, Master! I’m a cock-
sucking, dog-fucking slut of a whore for you, Master!”
He spanked me one last time, then caressed my ass
softly for several minutes as I sobbed on the carpet.
I kept my ass raised up for his hand, terrified and
trembling, afraid of what was coming next.
“Remember that,” he whispered into my ear, making me
tremble, “because if you do anything, anything at all
that displeases me, I will send the video of what you
did today to your dear Daddy, is that clear, fuck-
slave?”
“Yes Master!” I agreed, nodding my head rapidly, my
right cheek burning against the carpet in my eagerness
to convince him not to send that video to anyone.
“Good girl,” he said, petting my ass like I was a pet.
Taking Diego’s collar off, he then buckled it around
my throat, giving me a physical reminder of what I had
become. “Now, be a good girl and stay right where you
are. I’m going to go get some things for you, and save
this video. We’ll continue this when I get back.”
“Yes Master,” I said, surrendering. He stood up and
got dressed, then left my apartment. I started to sob
and cry again as soon as the front door closed. My
life had just changed forever, the sun was setting
outside on my last day as an independent woman and my
first as my Master’s fuck-slave.
End of Chapter 1...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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