Part 1

“Mr. Daniels I’m….hesitant about this…” you say looking at me slightly frowning, seeing if I’ll take pity on you. “I said, bend…over…the table…” I say sternly. You sigh in frustration and do what you are told.

You are stripped naked as you bend over the table. “Cheek to the table” I bark out. You lay your head to the side against the table. The cool surface contrasts your hot blushing cheek. “Now spread your ass.” I say.

“So I, so…do we really NEED to do all of this to” SMACK! The sharp sound of me slapping your ass echoes off the walls. You yelp out as you can feel the sting of the hot red hand print on your ass. You slowly move your arms back and grab your cheeks, spreading them. “Now that’s a good girl” I say as I rub the spot where I spanked you.

Suddenly you feel the cold gel on your asshole. You suck in your breath. You know Mr. Daniels always leaves the lube in his refrigerator to shock your body with its icy touch when it’s applied. He rubs a copious amount around your asshole and then starts sticking one, then two fingers inside you, spreading the lube around. You whimper and squirm. “I…I don’t know if I can do this?” you whine.

You hear me sigh as I walk around to the front of the table. “Open your mouth” I order. You do as you’re told and I pick up a black dog bone gag and put it in your mouth. “Since you can’t talk, knock on the table three times if you need to use your safe word. Understand?” I ask. You look at me and shake your head yes.

I walk around to the back of the table again. You still have your ass cheeks spread as I never told you to stop. “Good girl.” You hear me mummer. I then start to spread the lube again. Then I tell you I’m going to put the butt plug in.

As I slowly, gently insert the plug inside you, you feel your asshole start to spread. You whimper some more. “Shhh. Almost there Princess” I say soothingly. A lone tear slowly slides down your cheek. You make a fist on the table and knock once. Then again. Your face red from straining. Your fist is about to drop for a third time when suddenly you feel the butt plug stop pushing. “Good girl!” I say with praise in my voice. “Do you want to see it?” I ask. You stand up and shake your head excitedly since you are still gagged. You’re glad the hard part is over now and wondering how it will look.

You scamper off to my bedroom with the full length mirror and turn your back and look over your shoulder. You grin as much as you can through the gag, and shake your ass, which causes your little black and white tail to wag. “Don’t forget these!” I say as I slide the hair band into your hair. I remove your gag and ask “What do you think?” You practically giggle and say “I love it!” as you check out your matching black and white puppy ears.

Standing in the doorway I suddenly pat my legs and whistle. “Come here girl! I’ve got more to show you.” I say. You laugh and reply “Woof! Woof!” jokingly. Suddenly your face blushes a deep red. You can’t believe you’re actually doing this. It feels cringy, embarrassing, and amazing all at the same time. “Elsa!” you hear me call out as you scamper off to the living room.

“There’s my little slut puppy” I say as you blush deep red again. “Let me show you what else I got my good girl. You’re a good girl aren’t you? Yes you are! Yes you are!” I say as if talking to an actual dog. Hearing me talk to you that way sends a zap of electricity down your spine and makes your pussy lightly throb.

“So I needed to make sure I got you a dog tag, just in case you get out and run away.” I say as I hold up a tag that says “PROPERTY OF MR. DANIELS” on it as well as my address. Then I flip it over for you to inspect. It says “Slut” on it in big letters, along with a myriad of other words such as whore, bimbo, hooker, and skank. I walk behind you and attach a black collar around your neck, and then attach the tag to the collar.

“Down girl!” I say sternly. “Puppies shouldn’t stand on their hind legs like that.” You obediently get on all fours on the floor. “Mr. Daniels, may I say something?” you ask. “NO.” I reply sternly. “When that collar is on, you are my pet, my bitch, my little slut puppy and dogs don’t talk. Understand?” I ask.

You feel your pussy seize and are getting wet as I start treating you more and more like a dog. I clip a leash to your collar. “Come on Princess, I’m going to show you where you are going to sleep.” I says as we walk down the hall and you follow behind on all fours.

I lead you into the guest room where you see a large cage with a doggy bed in it. Other than that the room sees barren, no bed, no furniture. You do notice a bowl in the cage as well “This is where you will sleep at night Princess.” I say as I unhook the leash from your collar and you crawl over to the cage and enter it. “If you get thirsty, I left you a bowl of water.”

You look to the bowl filled with water and see it says “Slave” on it. “Go on girl. Try some.” I say encouragingly. Your guts go gooey and your pussy seizes again as you lean your head down and lap from the bowl like a dog. “Who’s my good girl? Princess is! Princess is Mr. Daniels good girl.” I say in that same sing song voice as before, as if you actually are nothing but a dumb animal.

You see me tilt my head slightly as I look at you. A sinister grin spreads across my face. “Come here girl.” I say, tapping my foot on the floor to show you where I want you to go. You crawl over to me on all fours. “Beg girl.” I say. You get on your knees and hold your arms in front of you like they are paws. I start to undo my pants. “Roll over Princess, I want to pet your belly.” I say.

You obey and roll onto your back. At this point I’m wearing nothing but a t-shirt which I shed. I kneel by you and rub your tummy a little. Then I I maneuver myself on top of you. I pin your hands down above your head on the floor. I scoot up and my cock lines up with your mouth. I rub my cockhead against your lips and some precum smears on them, making you look like you have lip gloss on. You stare at my cock. It’s turgid…veiny…angry looking.

“Be a god little slut puppy and open your mouth wide.” I say. And your mind just goes blank. You obediently open your mouth as told and I slide my cock in. I fuck your face long and hard. You gag and sputter, coughing up phlegm and drool. I’m relentless in my attack. You wish I didn’t have your hands pinned down, you so DESPERATELY need to touch your soaking wet cunt. I just keep saying good girl, and what a good slut puppy you are. Your mind gets hazy and you are light headed. You feel thoroughly degraded, being treated like this. Like a dog. Like a pet. And your pussy throbs more at the thought.

I can sense how into this you are and how badly you need to cum. Suddenly I pull out and roll you on your belly. “Get on all fours!” I bark and you do. You feel me line my cockhead up with your needy pussy. But what you don’t see is me grabbing my belt. I loop it around your neck, and then pull tight as I slam the whole length of myself deep inside you. “That’s a good bitch. This is what you are now. Just a bitch, made to be bred. What a GOOD slut puppy you are.” I say as I pull even tighter on the belt. Your face is turning red and you can’t believe how full you feel between my pistoning cock and the butt plug in your ass.

Suddenly there’s a bright flash….you see stars and your toes curl. Your body starts to shake as suddenly you explode. Your body jerks, and you cum hard. One hand reaches to the belt. You need to breathe as you ride this wave of pleasure. You tug at it to no avail. Your face goes from red to purple. But you know deep down inside, I’d never hurt you.

Suddenly the belt goes slack as I grab your hips with both hands and pump into you even harder. Faster. Unrelenting. And your body jerks again and you cry out as another orgasm rocks your body. It’s too intense. It’s all just too intense. And as you hear me groan, and feel my cum spurt out and fill your little puppy cunt, you start to cry, as one last, small orgasm shakes you.

You hear me breathing heavy. I pull my cock from between your legs and wipe my cum and your stickiness on your backside. “Good girl Princess. Good girl.” I say as I lay back on the floor, composing my self. You rest your tear stained head against the floor, still slightly whimpering as you try to gather your thoughts. But you can’t. The experience has been too intense and all you hear are my words ringing through your head over and over “Just a bitch meant to be bred…just a bitch meant to be bred…just a bitch meant to be bred…” and you peacefully fall asleep on the floor with a huge smile on your face….

End Part 1