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 Pupsiie Pop Robert 15_1 (Where's Robert?)

   Sarah begins to worry as the weeks go by without any contact from
Robert. That said, it doesn't stop her from having a little fun with
Pupsiie.

   Note: This was one of the stories I didn't like and had no plans to
post. However, I got several emails from people asking me to post it
anyway. It starts out okay but mid way I start to go a little too sci fi
with impossible drugs and stuff.  I just didn't like where it was going so
I stopped work on it.  It just wasn't that vital to the Robert storyline to
try to fix it.  This story is completely unedited so you have been warned.
I freestyle my stories and then organize them later in the editing process.
You should still be able to follow it though.  This story was originally
planned to be posted prior to 14_1.  It works here also though.  It just
would have added a little more suspense as to where Robert was had it been
posted prior to the 14_1 story.  I don't plan to post the other unfinished
stories...  they are barely more than started.

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   1.

   Being an unwilling sex slave is hell.  It is a thousand times worse if
you are only 13 years old like Pupsiie.

   There is hardly a night that Pupsiie doesn't cry herself to sleep.  She
always cries into her pillow.  It helps muffle the sound.  The last thing
she wants is for her mom to start asking questions.  Pupsiie would just die
if her mom ever found out some of the vile things she has done.

   To make matters worse for the teen, her owner is female.  Her name is
Sarah but Pupsiie always calls her mistress when they are alone.  She has
no choice in the matter.  Calling her anything else gets her a taste of the
belt.

   If her owner was male then Pupsiie would at least feel a little normal.
At least that is what she sometimes tells herself.  She knows better
though. She is not virgin to a male's touch.  Robert soiled her long ago
when she was just a tween.  The first time involved just touching.  Months
later he returned and took her virginity.  It was a very horrible
experience.  She had felt everything but "normal" during the encounter.

   Pupsiie knows she shouldn't, but she can't help but blame her mom a
little for the current situation.  It is her mom, after all, that sends
Pupsiie over to Sarah's trailer almost every morning.  Grace and Sarah have
an agreement when it comes to Pupsiie.  Sarah agrees to watch the little
girl for "free" in exchange for permission to put Pupsiie to work around
the trailer.

   Of course, Grace doesn't know that this work includes a lot more than
just washing dishes, vacuuming and what not.  Still, Pupsiie feels her
mother should have somehow investigated the woman further first.  Hell, her
mom even signed a piece of paper that gives Sarah the right to spank
Pupsiie if she gets out of line.

   That said, Pupsiie knows that most of her current situation is her own
fault.  She should have told her mom about it a long time ago.  But it had
all started out so small.  Well, being molested by Robert wasn't a small
thing.  However, at the time she was certain that it was a one-time event.
And for a long time it was.

   Even when Robert returned he didn't do so in person.  He sent his
younger sister, Linda, to befriend Pupsiie.  They are about the same age
and Pupsiie enjoyed the company.  It wasn't even that bad when Linda
started flirting and then eventually playing sex games with her.  Pupsiie
even thought she was in love with Linda at one point.  Pupsiie didn't like
the thought of becoming a lesbian, but she could not deny the pleasure she
felt while her and Linda played their games.  However, Linda started to
become more bossy and aggressive.  Pupsiie didn't like it so much then.

   Looking back at it, Pupsiie isn't sure why she continued to obey Linda
once things got bad.  Somehow, it just seemed the only option at the time.

   The whole ordeal had been very confusing for Pupsiie.  However, she was
even more confused when Linda stopped visiting her.  One day Linda brought
Robert over to fuck Pupsiie and then the next day they were gone.  Pupsiie
was very happy when Linda disappeared.  Especially after she found out she
was associated with Robert.  However, there was also a part of Pupsiie that
missed Linda.  She had no idea why but there was a small void inside her
when Linda left.

   What confuses Pupsiie even more is that this void seemed to fill itself
when Sarah took over her training just a few months ago.  Sure, Pupsiie
still hates every moment with her new mistress, but she just knows that
unpleasant void will return if Sarah ever left.  Pupsiie of course would
much prefer the void over being Sarah's sex slave.  Still, it confuses her
why that void would exist at all.

   "Take a seat," Sarah orders when Pupsiie enters her trailer.

   It is the same routine almost every morning.  Grace sends Pupsiie to
Sarah's trailer.  Pupsiie enters and then waits for her mistress' orders.
The first order of the day is always the same, but Pupsiie waits for it
anyway.

   When the order to sit finally comes, Pupsiie walks over and sits on the
couch.  She stares at the TV, which is already on, but she isn't really
watching it.  She is too nervous and full of dread of what might be in
store for her this day.

   In about 5 minutes, her mother will leave the other trailer and head to
the bus stop.  Ten minutes after that she will be on the bus and headed to
work.  It is normally a full hour, however, before Sarah starts Pupsiie's
training for the day.  If Grace misses her bus ride or something else
unexpected happens then it will most likely take place during that first
hour.

   Pupsiie stares blankly at the TV for almost 15 minutes before it
suddenly flickers and a familiar image pops on the screen.  Thinking she is
seeing things, Pupsiie closes her eyes tight and then reopens them.  It is
video footage of her mom's bedroom.

   Pupsiie looks over at her mistress who is just entering the room.  She
watches as Sarah walks around the couch and sits next to her on the right.
Sarah gives the girl a stern look and Pupsiie quickly looks back at the
screen.  Pupsiie doesn't know why they are watching this or even how it is
being broadcast, but she knows that her mistress has her reasons for doing
so.  Her mistress never does anything without reason.

   As they sit there, Pupsiie can't help but worry.  Part of her concern is
what Sarah has up her sleeve.  However, her biggest concern is that they
haven't waited a full hour yet.  Pupsiie knows they always wait that hour
to ensure Grace doesn't accidentally catch them playing their games. 
Pupsiie wants to stress to her mistress exactly how dangerous starting
early like this is.

   Pupsiie keeps her mouth shut.  She knows her mistress is well aware of
the dangers.  This is not the first time she has done something like this.
There aren't too many times that Sarah started training early like this. 
However, there are lots of times that the 33-year-old woman took risks.

   For example, a few times Sarah conducted their training sessions in
Pupsiie and Grace's trailer.  God did Pupsiie get scared each time they did
that.  Her mom could have come in at any time and caught them.  There was
also the danger of accidentally leaving out one of their "training tools"
or not properly cleaning the place up after they were done.

   The worst, however, is when Sarah sends Pupsiie on little errands.  Most
of the errands involve Pupsiie doing something at the small playground not
far from Sarah's trailer.  For example, once Pupsiie had to play on all the
toys while wearing a short dress with no underwear.  There are a lot of men
living in the trailer park.  Pupsiie always notices many of them peeking
out their windows at her whenever she plays on the toys.  She is sure they
got an eye full that day.

   Pupsiie's eyes get big when she sees her mom walk onto screen.  God, is
her mom still at home?  Pupsiie already knows there are hidden cameras in
her trailer.  She didn't know there was one in her mom's room but it
doesn't surprise her much.  Her only concern right now is whether this is a
live feed or a recording.

   She is about to break her silence and ask the question when she notices
what her mom was wearing.  It is one of the sweat suits her mom only wears
in the evenings.  Pupsiie and her mom wear normal clothes when they know
someone is coming over.  However, they wear more comfortable sweat suits
and such when it is just going to be the two of them.  There is no way her
mom would be wearing these clothes right now if this feed is live.  She
would already be in her work clothes.

   Pupsiie cringes and shivers in fear when she feels Sarah's left arm go
behind her and rest on her shoulder.  Pupsiie knows all of her mistress'
patterns.  If Sarah does anything remotely soothing or affectionate at the
start of their sessions then it means she has something extra naughty
planned for later.

   A second later Pupsiie feels Sarah shift next to her.  Then she feels
Sarah's other hand touching her waist.

   "Keep watching the screen," Sarah growls when Pupsiie looks down to see
what her mistress' other hand is up too.  "This is going to be a good
instructional video to help you with your evening exercises."

   Pupsiie looks back to the screen but doesn't catch much of what Sarah is
telling her.  Her mind is focused more on what Sarah's right hand is doing.
First, Sarah undoes Pupsiie's blue jeans.  Then she delicately pulls them
down.  Pupsiie doesn't struggle.  She even raises her rump up off the couch
to make the task easier for her mistress.  Pupsiie is a fast learner.  She
knows that whatever her mistress has in mind will go a lot easier if she
cooperates.

   Pupsiie's eyes dart back to her waist only briefly when she sees a flash
of pink along with the darker blue of her jeans.  Sure enough, her mistress
has pulled her panties down at the same time as the jeans.  She swallows
hard but manages to look back at the screen.

   Pupsiie's fear becomes stronger when Sarah continues to push the jeans
down and then off.  With the jeans completely off, it will take a lot more
time to put them back on if her mom were to come knocking on the door.  For
that matter, is the door even locked?  She doesn't remember her mistress
locking it.

   "Th...the door..."

   "Shhh," Sarah interrupts.

   Speaking without permission is a punishable offense.  Normally that
punishment would be delivered immediately.  Sarah doesn't want to break the
mood though so she lets it slip...  for now.

   Sarah doesn't even yell at her like she normally does when Pupsiie
breaks a rule.  Still, Pupsiie keeps close watch on her mistress out of the
corner of her eye.  If her mistress is about to hit her then she wants to
have a heads up.  She wouldn't dare try to defend herself, but at least the
shock of it would be greatly diminished.

   The hit doesn't come.  Sarah just reaches down and gives Pupsiie's knees
a gentle nudge.  Pupsiie gets the hint and parts her legs.  The 13-year-old
blonde parts her legs as far as they will go in her current position.  She
feels very vulnerable but knows that her mistress won't be happy until the
knees are parted as lewdly as possible.

   For a moment Pupsiie fears that Sarah plans to spank her pussy for her
earlier mistake.  Instead, Sarah gently grabs Pupsiie's left hand and
guides it between the young girl's legs.

   "Time to practice," Sarah whispers.

   Pupsiie knows what the older woman wants and starts rubbing the top of
her slit.  Her mistress often puts large objects in Pupsiie's pussy, but it
is this upper area that seems to give the little girl the most pleasure. 
The purpose of her nightly exercises is to climax as much as possible, so
it is this area that Pupsiie often focuses on.  Sarah doesn't correct her
so Pupsiie continues.

   Pupsiie knows that it really isn't the act of masturbating that her
mistress is making her practice.  There really isn't much too it.  She just
presses the tips of her index and middle fingers against the top of her
slit and makes little clockwise circles.  Sometimes she might slide the
length of those fingers down across her slit, but it is the circles that
give the most pleasure.

   No, her mistress is having her practice her climaxes; or, more to the
point, the frequency of those climaxes.  For the first few weeks, Pupsiie
hardly ever managed to climax more than once during their daily training
sessions and seldom ever during her nightly practice.

   While her masturbation technique is good, Pupsiie has problems
generating a sexual fantasy that actually excites her.  Whenever she tries
to think of something sexy, memories from her real life experiences kick
in. Unfortunately, almost all of these turn her off.  The only ones that
don't are those memories of Linda.  Those memories, however, always make
her feel ashamed of herself.  She doesn't want to be a lesbian, it is
wrong.

   Still, it is better to feel ashamed of herself than to feel her
mistress' belt.  So, for a short while these memories of Linda sufficed. 
However, one day it dawned on Pupsiie that her mistress was sometimes doing
the same things Linda did to her.  Not similar things...  the exact same
things.  Sometimes her mistress even used the same words.  It was as though
her mistress had seen it all happen.  For all Pupsiie knew maybe her
mistress had.

   Ever since then, Pupsiie has had trouble generating fantasies of Linda.
Whenever she tries the image of her new mistress often invades.  At first
it only happened right before climaxing.  Often Pupsiie would be so carried
away that it wouldn't even dawn on her she was thinking of Sarah until
after the climax was over.  It shocked her the first time it happened.  It
also made her very sad that she couldn't even hide from her mistress in a
fantasy.

   As weeks passed, her mistress began showing up in her fantasies earlier
and earlier.  Now, Pupsiie's masturbation fantasies are almost exclusively
about her mistress.  Pupsiie doesn't know what bothers her more...  Sarah
dominating her fantasies or the fact that she is finding it easier and
easier to climax to the images.

   Even now, Pupsiie is nearing a climax as she thinks about what her
mistress might do to her today.  Maybe her mistress will stick the big
dildo inside her?  There was a time that Pupsiie dreaded that 2-inch thick
monster.  However, now it actually feels good sometimes.  Provided her
mistress doesn't try to push all 9 inches inside.

   Even thinking about getting spanked can sometimes make Pupsiie climax
while she masturbates.  This started 3 weeks ago.  It was on a Tuesday
night.  Pupsiie remembers the exact night because earlier that day her
mistress took Pupsiie over her knee and spanked her for about 30 minutes.

   What made this spanking different from all the others was that her
mistress used the big dildo on her at the same time.  She would spank
Pupsiie for about 30 seconds and then use the dildo on her for a minute. 
By the end of the 30 minutes Pupsiie was squirming in pain while at the
same time climaxing.  The combination was very strong and extremely scary
and confusing for the little girl.  For almost a week afterward, Pupsiie
would get wet just by sitting down on her bruised butt.

   The climax during the spanking had been so strong that for brief moments
Pupsiie still wishes her mistress would repeat the experience.  These are
very brief moments though.  When Pupsiie remembers all the pain she always
quickly comes to her senses.  It still makes for good fantasy material
though.

   Pupsiie hasn't forgotten about her earlier mistake when she spoke
without permission.  She knows that her mistress hasn't forgotten either.
Yes, Pupsiie has a punishment coming.  There is a good chance it will be a
spanking.  This seems to be what her mistress often prefers.  They are
always painful but seldom as severe as the one she got 3 weeks ago.  They
hardly ever even leave bruises.  Usually by the following day her rump is
as good as new.

   With this punishment hanging over her head, it is no surprise that
Pupsiie's masturbation fantasy quickly focuses on that night 3 weeks ago. A
few seconds later Pupsiie bites her lower lip and her fingers go into
overdrive as she moans through her first climax of the day.

   "That's my girl," Sarah whispers to her little slave.  "Don't stop.  I
think we can get at least one more out of you.  If you manage another one
then maybe I will even let you play with yourself when I spank you later."

   This last comment makes Pupsiie blush.  Her mistress somehow knows about
her secret little fantasy.  Of course, it is possible that her mistress is
just guessing.  If that is the case, Pupsiie's blush just confirmed that
guess.  This makes Pupsiie blush even further.

   Despite her embarrassment, the thought of being allowed to masturbate
while her mistress spanks her is enough to raise Pupsiie's desire again. 
That desire is quickly squelched, however, when she focuses on the TV once
more.

   Sometime during Pupsiie's climax, her mother got undressed.  The
32-year-old woman is now lying back in bed doing the exact same thing
Pupsiie is doing...  masturbating.

   Pupsiie's blush is renewed and she looks away from the screen.  Pupsiie
and her mother don't get to spend a lot of time together, but they are
still close.  However, watching one's mother masturbate is something no
daughter should ever do.  Nor is it something that Pupsiie wants to do...
not even remotely.

   "Keep watching," Sarah growls.  "And don't forget the climax you owe
me."

   Pupsiie's eyes tear up as she looks back toward the TV.  She is saddened
further when she sees Sarah grab a pair of glasses off the coffee table. 
These are "tracking" glasses.  Or at least that is what Pupsiie calls them
whenever she thinks about them.  Her mistress introduced these to her over
2 months ago.  The glasses allow her mistress to know exactly what Pupsiie
is looking at on the screen.

   Once Pupsiie has the glasses on, Sarah presses a button on a remote. 
Instantly, a green dot shows up in the middle of the TV screen.  Pupsiie
knows the procedure and follows the dot with her eyes as it moves toward
the upper left corner, then the right and then the bottom left and right.
The dot disappears after that but Pupsiie knows it is still there.  It is
just blue now and the glasses won't let her see it.  Her mistress can still
see it though.

   God, does Pupsiie hate these glasses.  Prior to the glasses she could
always ignore the vulgar videos her mistress put on the TV.  Often Pupsiie
would just focus on the wall behind the TV.  Somehow her mistress caught on
to this.  That's when she introduced the glasses.  Ever since then Pupsiie
has had no choice but to pay close attention to the videos.

   "Mommy has nice breasts, doesn't she?" Sarah whispers when she sees the
blue dot dance around on Grace's chest.

   Video narratives from her mistress are not uncommon.  Her mistress seems
to always have something to say no matter where Pupsiie's eyes go during a
video.

   Sometimes Pupsiie has to answer questions during videos.  Luckily, this
one sounds rhetorical.

   Sarah smiles as she watches the little dot bounce around.  It is just a
little blue dot but it tells her volumes about what is going on in
Pupsiie's slutty little head.  It isn't uncommon for Sarah to record
Pupsiie's eye movements during the videos and analyze them in detail once
Pupsiie leaves for the day.

   There are many things Sarah often learns while doing this.  For example,
when they first started using the glasses Sarah noticed that if there was a
man and woman on screen then Pupsiie's eyes always went to the man's penis
first.  However, lately that has been changing.  Now Pupsiie often looks at
the girl first.  Not that Pupsiie gets to watch that many movies with men
in them.

   Information like this is invaluable.  It tells Sarah she is making
progress with the girl.

   How Pupsiie looks at the girls in the pictures even tells a lot.  For a
while Pupsiie always looked at the women's breasts first.  Sarah thought it
would be interesting to try to change this.  So, over the course of a few
weeks Sarah did things involving the ass.  She spent a whole week having
Pupsiie rim her at least once each day.  That didn't work so she stuck a
dildo up Pupsiie's ass each day and made her ride it.  Sarah did a variety
of things like this with no luck.

   However, one day Sarah came up with the idea of mixing pleasure in with
the activity.  That was when she spanked Pupsiie and used the dildo on her
at the same time.  Sure enough, after that day if a girl's behind was
visible in the video then Pupsiie's eyes always went there first.

   The more Sarah thought about it, the more it made sense to mix pleasure
in with the training.  She no doubt would have figured it out eventually on
her own.  However, the glasses had given her almost instant feedback.

   Grace is lying down and her rear end isn't really visible, so the blue
dot bouncing around on the chest tells Sarah that Pupsiie really is paying
attention to the video.  It also tells her she is thinking sexual thoughts
right now also.  She isn't trying to count the freckles on her mom's face
or anything like that.

   Sarah's smile gets bigger when she looks down and sees that Pupsiie has
started masturbating again.  The little girl is doing this either because
her mistress told her too or because she is getting sexually excited.  It
is a good sign either way.  A month ago Sarah probably would have had to
threaten the girl further before she started masturbating to a video like
this.

   Of course, this video didn't exist a month ago.  It wasn't out of a lack
of trying though.  Sarah reviewed the footage from Grace's bedroom every
day.  It was very frustrating.  Grace seemed to have the sexual appetite of
a fucking nun.

   This wasn't the first time she caught Grace masturbating though.  There
had been one other time.  However, the angle wasn't that good and you
couldn't really see much.  The angle of this new video was perfect.  Grace
was going at it a lot more vigorously also.  It made Sarah wonder what
might have sparked this lust in Grace.  She will have to fish around for
information the next time the two of them sit down for coffee.

   As Sarah thinks about this she notices the blue dot start to focus more
on Grace's lower region.  This is Pupsiie's normal pattern when watching
videos of women masturbating in this position.  Sarah knows because she
researched it last night after watching Grace's footage.  Pupsiie's fingers
are picking up the pace also.  Both of these actions are a very good sign.

   These actions also surprise Sarah a little.  She saw the tears in
Pupsiie's eyes when she put the glasses on.  The girl is clearly disturbed
by the footage.  This is to be expected of course.  Sarah is a lesbian and
even she never fantasized about her own mother.  The very thought is a
major turnoff.

   It is possible that Pupsiie is thinking more about her spanking "reward"
than her mother...  a kind of heat of the moment reaction.  Sarah will know
for sure after showing the video to the girl a few more times in the days
to come.

   For now it is just hot watching the little slut getting off while
watching her mom masturbate.  It is all being recorded with a hidden camera
of course and is going to make a good video in itself.  Sarah wonders if
the girl would get just as excited while watching that video as well.  If
so then that would make a good video also.  Sarah almost laughs out loud as
she thinks about the endless loop.

   The thin layer of sweat on Pupsiie's body tells Sarah that the girl is
getting pretty close to cumming.  Sarah isn't going to let the girl earn
her reward that easy though.

   Sarah reaches down and sticks her index finger into Pupsiie's wet
snatch. She then brings it up and sticks it under the girl's nose.

   "Do you think mommy's pussy smells like yours?" Sarah whispers.

   This slows Pupsiie down for a moment but then she starts building up
again.

   "I bet she does smell the same," Sarah continues.  "When you get home
tonight I want you to find a pair of her dirty underwear in the hamper and
give them a good sniff."

   To Sarah's surprise, this doesn't slow Pupsiie down at all.  For a
second she wonders if maybe the little slut hasn't already tried this. 
Then she realizes the girl hasn't.  If she had then Sarah would have
noticed it on one of the cameras.  There is no way something like that
would have snuck past her.  No, chances are Pupsiie's climax is already at
terminal velocity and there is no stopping it.  Well, if that is the case
then Sarah plans to send her over the top with something even better to
think about.

   "After you sniff those panties tonight I want you to put them in your
mouth and suck on them until they are clean," Sarah whispers as she wipes
her wet finger on Pupsiie's lips.

   A second later Pupsiie is humping against her fingers in climax again.
Sarah also notices the girl's tongue snake out briefly and lick her lips
clean.  Yes, this is definitely faster progress in this area than Sarah had
expected.

   Sarah's smile diminishes a bit though when Pupsiie starts crying seconds
after her climax subsides.  The tears don't necessarily indicate failure.
However, total success is certainly put into question.

   Sarah gives the girl a small hug.  "There's no reason to cry sugar.  You
did good and made mommy very proud."

   Sarah often refers to herself as "mommy" when training Pupsiie.  After
this last lesson, it probably won't be long before Pupsiie puts the pieces
together and realizes why Sarah refers to herself in this manner.  It is
Sarah's hope to someday soon enslave the mother as well.  Once she manages
that it won't be long before she starts having the two play together.  It
makes Sarah wet just thinking about it.

   "Well, since you are already crying we might as well get your punishment
out of the way," Sarah says as she pushes the coffee table further away and
then pats her lap.  "You came really hard while looking at the video so if
you want you can play with yourself while I spank you."

   "Thank you, mistress," Pupsiie whispers in response.

   There are certain times where a thank you response is required.  This
isn't one of them.  This tells Sarah that Pupsiie is looking forward to her
"reward" despite what she just went through moments earlier.  This makes
Sarah proud of her little slave.  Okay, she is mainly just proud of herself
for training the girl so well.  It also assures Sarah that this reward
really means a lot to the girl.  Pupsiie probably doesn't realize it but
she just gave her mistress another huge tool to use against her in her
training.

   Normally, speaking without permission only warrants 10 hits.  However,
as reward Sarah doesn't stop spanking until Pupsiie manages to bring
herself off again.  In addition, she rewards her by not making the hits too
hard.  The hits still cause a lot of pain but there won't be that much
bruising from the prolonged punishment.  Of course, Sarah also makes sure
Pupsiie watches the rest of the video while she is "rewarded".

   Pupsiie tries not to but ends up cumming very hard during her reward. 
She cries a lot afterward.  She isn't crying because of the pain though. 
She is crying because she not only pulled pleasure from it but had even
craved it.  This is proof that she is being changed by her mistress.  There
have been many other signs in the past that her mistress was doing this,
however, this new proof is undeniable even for Pupsiie's altered mind.  She
knows there is no other reason why she would be getting pleasure during a
spanking.  Hell, she had even looked forward to the punishment.

   Sometimes Sarah chastises Pupsiie when she cries.  However, the girl
looks so adorable with tears in her eyes that Sarah normally just lets
Pupsiie get it out of her system.  Provided of course she doesn't get too
hysterical.

   Pupsiie sits on the couch crying as Sarah stands and goes into the
bedroom.  It is here that she keeps most of her electronic equipment.  She
hits a few buttons in order to switch the video being played in the living
room.  Sarah's goal is to desensitize Pupsiie to the idea of having sex
with her mother.  However, she doesn't want to do it too fast.  It will be
a lot more fun if she can prolong the process at least an extra week or
two.

   The video Sarah decides on is one that Robert gave her.  It is a video
of Robert's sister, Linda, having sex with a dog.  Robert gave Sarah 17
videos total.  Five of those were of his sister having sex with the dog. 
This first one is the tamest of the five.  It involves Linda just jacking
the dog off.  So far this is the only one Sarah has shown Pupsiie.  In time
she will probably show the others that include everything from blowjobs to
actual intercourse with the animal.

   Sarah has mixed feelings when it comes to bestiality.  On one hand she
finds it very disgusting.  However, it is also a major turn on whenever she
thinks about someday making Pupsiie do something this revolting.  Sarah
hasn't taken it much further than fantasy though.  For now that is enough.
Well, that and making Pupsiie watch the video from time to time.

   It always turns Sarah on to watch Pupsiie's reactions to the video.  The
first time the little girl seen the video she threw up.  She got punished
but Sarah didn't really blame her.  The video had made her a little ill the
first time also.

   Pupsiie still scrunches her nose up in disgust when she watches the
video, but you can tell she is pretty used to the scenes by now.  That
said, she still cries often while watching it.  Sarah is aware that Pupsiie
and Linda were a bit of an item not long ago.  However, she isn't sure if
Pupsiie is crying because she feels sorry for Linda or if she is crying
because she thinks Sarah might make her do the same thing.  Sarah doesn't
give it too much thought.  As long as the girl cries then the video is
serving its purpose.

   After the video is running, Sarah quickly undresses and heads back to
the living room.  Sarah has an S&M outfit she used to wear while training
Pupsiie.  However, lately she has just been going naked.  The only reason
she ever wore the outfit was to help hide her identity while on camera. 
For the first couple months, all of the video feeds in her trailer were
being broadcast via the internet.  They were all encrypted and password
protected so only Robert could watch them.  However, Sarah didn't want to
take any chances.

   One day though, Sarah disconnected the video system's network link.  It
was a gutsy move.  Robert warned her not to do this or he would contact the
authorities.  To be on the safe side, she sent Robert an email telling him
the system broke and she needed help fixing it.

   It was all an experiment; a way to see if Robert was even watching the
video footage any more.  If he was then he would help her fix it right
away. If he wasn't then he would take his time in answering.

   To Sarah's surprise, she got no reply at all.  She didn't count on this
outcome.  It pleased her because it meant she no longer had to broadcast
the feeds and worry about her identification.  However, it also concerned
her because it means Robert might be dead.  Even worse, it might mean he
has gotten caught by the police.  Both scenarios significantly increase the
odds of a third party finding out about her and Pupsiie.

   The way Sarah sees it, she only has three options:

   1) She can pack her bags and go on the run, preferably out of the
country.

   2) She can continue Pupsiie's training and hope for the best.

   3) She can train Pupsiie and Grace and then go on the run.

   Her initial thought was number one.  In fact, just 3 months ago she
would have taken that option in a heartbeat.  However, being a mistress to
a sex slave is very addicting.  Especially with a sex slave as young and
pretty as Pupsiie.  Sarah just can't give that up.  Still, just hanging
around and hoping for the best doesn't seem wise either.  So, she chose
number 3.  Sarah gave herself a deadline though.  She still has 4 months
left to that deadline.  She is certain that Pupsiie will be ready by then,
but she isn't so sure about Grace.  She hasn't even started working on
Grace yet.

   Leaving with just Pupsiie, however, isn't a very good option.  If she
does then the cops will definitely be after her.  It wouldn't give her much
of a head start.  While it is possible the cops could find out about her at
any moment anyway, there is still a chance they might not do so for months
or possibly even years down the road.  She could completely disappear by
then.

   Sarah never thought she would ever tell herself this, but she actually
wishes Robert would visit or at least email her or something.  At least
then she would know she is currently safe.  Even if the arrogant little
prick contacts her, she still plans to go into hiding.  However, she would
have much more time to prepare.  For now though, she has to assume the
worst.

   "How's my little doggy slut feeling?" Sarah says as she returns to the
living room.

   Pupsiie jerks in surprise but doesn't take her eyes off the screen.  She
also doesn't stop rubbing her clit.  She remembered to even put the glasses
back on.  All of this is standard procedure when Sarah leaves her alone
with a video.

   Sarah walks around the couch and sits on Pupsiie's right side again. 
Pupsiie tries her best to stay focused on the TV as Sarah gets into
position.  It is hard to do so considering she can see the woman's naked
body in the corner of her eye.

   Pupsiie swallows hard.  Sarah's nakedness means she will be sexually
pleasing her mistress soon.  Believe it or not, Sarah doesn't always make
Pupsiie sexually gratify her.  In fact, some weeks Sarah might only make
Pupsiie do it a couple times.

   Sarah never lets Pupsiie touch her sexually unless the girl earns it
first.  It is all a mind game and part of Pupsiie's training.  If the girl
does badly then she gets punished.  However, if she does well then she gets
praised and allowed to please her mistress sexually.

   Pupsiie is never really happy about having sex with her mistress. 
Performing lesbian acts is just wrong.  However, it is a thousand times
better than some of the punishments.  So, seeing her mistress naked is
always a good sign.  Pupsiie hates to admit it but despite what she knows
she will probably have to do soon, it always makes her a little proud when
she sees her mistress naked.  It means she has done something to please her
mistress.

   Sarah puts her left arm around her slave and sits there for about 10
minutes.  The video still disgusts Sarah a bit but it is always interesting
to watch where the blue dot dances around at each scene.

   The dot always briefly dances around the dog's cock.  However, it
normally spends most of its time on Linda.  Sarah doesn't really blame her
slave, Linda is a cute girl.  The most interesting part always came as
Pupsiie nears her climax.  By watching the dot you can tell exactly what
kind of fantasy Pupsiie is having.

   In the beginning, Pupsiie always focused on Linda during her climaxes.
However, lately the dot has been dancing around a lot on the dog's cock
during the girl's climax.  This tells Sarah that the girl was actually
starting to think of dogs in a sexual manner.  Again, it is one of those
heat of the moment kind of things though.  It doesn't necessarily mean the
girl wants to have sex with a dog.  She just can't help the thought from
slipping into her head during her climax.  Now, once the dot starts dancing
around the dog's cock a lot throughout the video...  well, it might be time
to buy a puppy.

   While getting Pupsiie to that stage is on Sarah's to-do list, it isn't
any kind of priority.  For now she is satisfied just watching the girl
struggle with the thought.

   Pupsiie has had a few climaxes already today, so it will probably take a
long time before she can work up to another.  Sarah doesn't feel like
waiting that long.

   As soon as Sarah takes the glasses off Pupsiie, the young girl knows
what is coming.  Sure enough, Sarah's left arm starts applying pressure. 
Pupsiie doesn't resist.  She turns her head toward her mistress, leans in
and starts sucking on the older woman's nipple.  They aren't delicate sucks
either.  Pupsiie suckles on them with a vengeance, just like her mistress
likes.  She is rewarded with short squirts of milk.  Pupsiie quickly
swallows the milk and tries to suck more out.

   Pupsiie didn't know what to make of it the first time she sucked Sarah's
nipples and got a mouth full of milk.  It was so unexpected that it had
taken her a moment to even figure out what it was.  She wanted to spit it
out but her mistress had made her drink it.  Pupsiie was smart enough to
know the milk was good for her, but it still grossed her out.  She didn't
get sick though.

   It still amazes Pupsiie how much milk her mistress produces.  A couple
months ago there didn't seem to be that much milk.  However, lately her
mistress seems to produce at least one or two cups every time she makes
Pupsiie feed from the breasts.  Pupsiie knows that this is not all her
mistress produces.  There always seems to be an ample supply in the
refrigerator.  She has no idea how her mistress gets the milk out on her
own.  All Pupsiie knows is that all of the milk is meant for her.  It's
pretty much all Pupsiie ever gets to eat/drink while in Sarah's custody. 
Sometimes Sarah even sends Pupsiie home with a large cup of milk in her
hand.  Her mom always seems pleased when she sees Pupsiie drinking the
milk...  if she only knew.  Pupsiie is now pretty used to drinking all the
milk, but it still grosses her out sometimes if she thinks too much about
what she is drinking.

   "That's a good girl," Sarah whispers as Pupsiie suckles.

   Sarah almost always treats Pupsiie like she is her own daughter. 
However, the woman doesn't really believe that in any fashion.  It is just
part of the training program.  Okay, it turns Sarah on a little also to
fantasize that Pupsiie is really her daughter.

   Pupsiie suckles on the left nipple for over 5 minutes before Sarah moves
her to the right.  Today Sarah just has Pupsiie lean over to suck her
breasts.  However, some days Sarah will even cuddle Pupsiie in her lap like
a real baby.  It is a little too hot in the trailer today for this.

   "Time to milk mommy's pussy," Sarah instructs once her breasts are
pretty empty.

   Again, Pupsiie doesn't hesitate.  She just blushes and quickly gets to
her knees on the floor in front of her mistress.  She then leans in between
Sarah's legs and starts giving little kisses all over the woman's pussy. 
She knows her mistress likes this for some reason.

   Pupsiie doesn't stop kissing until she feels Sarah's hand on her head
again.  This is the sign to really go to work.  First, she lets her tongue
lick up and down the slit a few times.  Then she reaches in with her hands
and uses her thumbs to spread her mistress's lips open.

   Pupsiie looks at her mistress' open pussy for a moment before diving in.
She isn't required to look at it.  However, despite how disgusted she is
with lesbian sex, Pupsiie has to admit that her mistress' pussy looks
pretty.  Linda's pussy had looked pretty also.  However, her mistress'
pussy is different.  It is bigger in size of course, but it is more than
just that.  The lips are more prominent and her clit is always engorged. 
There are slight color differences as well.  It just seems more mature.

   Pupsiie preys her own pussy will look this pretty when she gets older.
Her mistress always tells her otherwise.  Her mistress claims she plans to
stretch Pupsiie's pussy until it is so big that it always gapes open.  She
even claims she will someday be able to put a fist in it.  Pupsiie is
pretty sure her mistress isn't telling the truth.  Or at least she hopes
not.

   While she might feel her mistress' pussy looks pretty, it is the only
attraction Pupsiie has for it.  Putting her mouth on it and licking it is
always disgusting.  The smell and flavor is never that bad, but it doesn't
change what it is.

   Luckily, Sarah doesn't require too much stimulation to climax... 
especially after having her breasts milked.  Pupsiie spends most of her
time licking and sucking on the clit, just like her mistress likes.  Every
30 seconds or so, however, she drops her mouth down and sucks the juices
from Sarah's wet hole.  This is the worst part of the task for Pupsiie but
she knows she will get into trouble if she doesn't do it.  Sometimes she
even gets half a mouth full of the juices.  She still gags sometimes when
she swallows it.

   Sarah moans as she holds Pupsiie's head tighter.  "Eat mommy's pussy you
slut."

   The comment brings a blush to Pupsiie's face.  The comment is a good
sign though.  It means her mistress is getting close already.  Pupsiie
doubles her efforts and in seconds Sarah was cumming.

   A minute later and Sarah is catching her breath while Pupsiie uses her
mouth to do cleanup duty.  Usually her mistress makes Pupsiie keep licking
for at least 30 minutes.  During that time Sarah will often climax at least
one more time.  Today, however, Pupsiie only has to lick for a couple extra
minutes before Sarah pushes her away.

   2.

   "Dirty Dan"

   That is what the kids call him.  All of the parents call him a pervert
and off limits.  Most parents forbid their kids from even walking past his
trailer.

   Yet, less than an hour after bringing her mistress to a climax, Pupsiie
finds herself outdoors and slowly making her way to Dan's house.

   Pupsiie knows she will get into a ton of trouble if her mom ever found
out she went to the guy's trailer.  Luckily, her mistress orders her to
knock on the guy's back door and not the front.

   The chances of her being seen are much lower, but Pupsiie is still very
scared.  This guy is called a pervert for a reason.  The 47-year-old man is
a convicted pedophile.  It made a big stir in the trailer park when he
first moved in 3 years ago.

   Pupsiie sometimes catches glimpses of the man watching her from his
window, but he has never approached her.  Pupsiie guesses that the guy is
just as scared of her as she is of him.  Well, scared of being caught
talking to her anyway.  That suits Pupsiie just fine.

   "Please, mistress," Pupsiie begged when Sarah gave her the order.

   It wasn't much of a protest but it would no doubt mean punishment later
that day or possibly the next.  It was worth it to Pupsiie though.  She
doesn't know exactly what this man has done but she knows it was very bad.

   Dan's back yard bumps up against a small forest area.  Pupsiie makes her
way through that forest.  Just being in the forest would get her into a lot
of trouble with her mom.

   Staying clear of the forest was one rule Pupsiie used to often violate.
She always found it exciting to explore there.  There were lots of trails
and such made from all the other kids playing there.

   Pupsiie doesn't play in the forest any more.  Not since she learned what
some of the relics were that she often ran across.  There were lots of used
rubbers and even sometimes needles.  Pupsiie had been shocked when she put
two and two together and realized people were doing drugs and having sex in
her forest playground.  She hadn't been back to the place since...  until
now.

   Getting to Dan's back yard from the forest requires a little work.  The
last 20 feet is pretty thick with foliage.  The lack of a path to his yard
at least tells Pupsiie that the man probably isn't one of the people
frolicking in the forest.

   By the time she gets to the man's back door she is sweating and a bit
winded.  Pupsiie catches her breath and then reluctantly reaches up and
knocks on Dan's back door.  A minute later the curtain on a nearby window
moves and Pupsiie sees the man's face.  It takes all of her willpower to
stand her ground as she hears the man unlocking the door.

   When the door opens, Pupsiie freezes up.  She only freezes for about 10
seconds but it feels like 10 minutes.

   "C...can I get a drink of water," Pupsiie finally manages to ask.

   "You can drink from the hose if you want," Dan replies as he looks back
and forth to see if anyone else is watching.

   "You can get lead poisoning by drinking from a hose," Pupsiie quickly
responds.

   It is something her mom once told her.  Pupsiie isn't sure if it is
true, or even what lead poisoning is.  However, it sounds good and Dan
seems to buy it.

   "Wait here, I'll get you a glass of water," he says as he walks away.

   Pupsiie waits 3 seconds and then enters the trailer anyway.  It is one
of the scariest things she has ever done.  Even her mistress admitted to
Pupsiie that she didn't know for sure what Dan might do.  Sarah had at
least assured her the man was not a murderer.

   Still, the only thing that helps Pupsiie go through that back door is
the knowledge that her mistress is listening in on the activities.  Her
mistress gave her a small necklace which has an audio bug in it.  If Dan
gets too rough then her mistress will come to her rescue.

   Dan frowns when he turns from the kitchen sink and sees Pupsiie standing
in the living room.

   "I thought I told you to wait outside," Dan growls.

   Pupsiie is scared to death but she ignores his comment.  She walks to
his couch and sits down.  As she sits down, Pupsiie does a quick scan of
the area.  There are several nude magazines on the coffee table.  There are
also a half dozen DVD holders with nude pictures on them.  For an instant
she scrunches her nose up in disgust.

   Dan studies the girl as he hands her the glass of water.  She is
obviously scared, yet she not only came into his trailer but is even making
herself at home.  She looks a little disgusted with the nude magazines, yet
she doesn't seem that surprised.

   It doesn't take Dan long to conclude Pupsiie is your standard trailer
trash slut.  She certainly isn't the only one in this trailer park. 
However, she is by far the youngest he has seen.  Sure, there are a few
teen girls that show off too much skin for their age.  He is sure most of
those girls are not virgins either.  However, the teens still have at least
enough self-respect to keep their activities secret.  They definitely
wouldn't just walk into a stranger's trailer and offer their body up on a
silver platter.  Not like this girl is.

   Dan's rule is that you don't shit where you eat.  It is a good rule
also. It's why he only got 1 year in jail instead of 20+.  He got caught by
an FBI internet sting.  The girl he was caught with was a 20-year-old FBI
agent.  Somehow that equated to a pedophile charge.  Hell, all he did was
talk to the bitch.  It could have been a lot worse though.  They turned his
life upside down looking for other charges.  They didn't find anything
though because none of his pedophile conquests were in his local area.  He
hadn't even spoken to neighborhood kids.  Nor did he have any illegal porn.

   Luckily, most of the other inmates took this into consideration.  He got
beat up once but at least no one raped him.  To most of the inmates, Dan
was looked at more as someone getting fucked over by the system and not
just a pedophile.  Some didn't even think of him as a pedophile at all
since he hadn't been charged for statutory rape.  Hell, even the girl he
was caught with wasn't a minor...  technically.

   Of course, Dan never told them about all his other activities that the
cops never found out about.  He probably would have been beat up and ass
raped on a daily basis if they found out he not only had sex with over a
dozen kids but had even forced most of them.

   Even as Dan reminds himself of his golden rule, he is already
calculating his best approach to get into the girl's panties.  He knows it
is a big mistake, but he just can't let himself ignore such a good
opportunity.

   "We can watch one of those videos if you want," Dan says.

   Dan doesn't wait for the girl to reply.  He grabs a DVD from the coffee
table and puts it into the player.  A second later the video starts up. 
There is no plot to the video.  The video is just a series of sex scenes
between older men and 18-year-old petite girls.

   Dan knows that most females don't get that turned on by porn.  However,
the video gives the girl an excuse to stay in the trailer longer.  Plus, it
shows her that Dan is interested in young underdeveloped girls.  All of the
girls in the video are over 18, but some actually dress up and look much
younger.

   "Your name is Pupsiie, isn't it?" Dan whispers as he sits on the couch
next to her.

   Pupsiie is too scared to speak, but she manages to nod her head.  It
doesn't surprise her that Dan knows her name.  You can't even keep secrets
in the trailer park let alone stay anonymous.

   A minute later a blonde in the video starts sucking a man's dick.  "Have
you ever done anything like that?"

   Again, Pupsiie can only blush and nod her head in response.

   Dan smiles.  "Oh, really.  Did you enjoy it?"

   "I guess," Pupsiie manages to reply.  She wanted to say "no" but she
knew her mistress wouldn't be happy with that response.

   Dan hasn't met a girl yet that actually likes giving head...  at least
not before he gets them properly trained.  They are just too young to
really appreciate it like some older women do.  Even though he knows
Pupsiie is probably lying, it is still a good sign.  It tells him that she
is probably willing to do it to him.  This in turn helps confirm that the
girl is looking for someone to stuff her twat.  She probably has enough
experience to know that sucking a dick will help meet that goal.

   This isn't the first time Dan has run across a girl anxious to get
stuffed.  However, Pupsiie seems a little young to him.  Most horny girls
Dan runs into are at least 16 years old.  Even then you normally have to
first get some drugs or a few drinks into them.

   Pupsiie also doesn't quite seem the type.  The horny ones always wear
lots of makeup.  You can also tell they come from dysfunctional families.
Some even mumble "daddy" when they were getting stuffed.  However, Dan is
pretty positive that Pupsiie doesn't have a dad living at home and her mom
definitely doesn't appear to be trailer trash.

   Dan just shrugs it off.  Maybe someone dared her or she is just curious.
It is also possible that her father abused her when she was younger.  All
that really matters is that she is in his trailer and practically begging
to get fucked.

   Dan is wearing sweat pants and his hard dick is tenting out the front of
them.  He takes no steps to hide the bulge.  He figures the least he can do
is give the girl's twat something to look forward too.  Heavens knows, the
little slut is making plenty of glances at it.

   Pupsiie trembles as Dan scoots next to her on the couch and puts his
right arm around her.  Every fiber in her body screams at her to pull away
from the guy.  She knows that if she doesn't take action soon then he will
have his dick up her in a matter of minutes.  As frightening as that is,
Pupsiie is a lot more scared of what her mistress might do to her.  So, she
just sits there and lets the man continue.

   Pupsiie doesn't have to wait long.  Within seconds his free hand is
rubbing her left thigh.  As the hand makes its way up her thigh, Pupsiie
thinks he is going straight for her pussy.  Heaven knows it is an easy
target.  She is wearing a short skirt.  She even parts her legs slightly to
give him easier access.

   Dan's hand doesn't go to her pussy.  Instead, it skips past it and on to
her stomach.  She is wearing a thin white tank top.  It is one that her
mistress bought for the girl.  Sarah even shortened the bottom of the
shirt. It still covers most of her but leaves about 3 inches of stomach
exposed...  just enough to entice.

   Despite the alteration, the shirt doesn't really look sluttish or even
seductive.  That is, until it gets wet.  And it is pretty wet right now
from Pupsiie's sweat.  Dan can easily make out the girl's nipples through
the now transparent material.  They are his favorite kind of nipples
also... female.

   Dan lets his free hand slide up Pupsiie's front and then uses his
fingers to toy with her nipple through the shirt.  The girl doesn't have
enough development to wear a real bra, but she probably should be wearing a
training one.  Something tells Dan that this little minx left the training
one at home on purpose.

   When Pupsiie doesn't protest, Dan decides to take it up a notch.  He
reaches down and grabs the hem of the tank top and pulls it up and then off
the girl.  Dan can feel Pupsiie trembling but she makes no resistance.

   "You really are hot for it aren't you sugar?" Dan whispers as he bends
down and sucks one of the nipples into his mouth.

   Dan isn't much for foreplay.  However, it is always wise to take it easy
on the girls the first time.  Especially if you want the girl to come back
on her own down the road.  Of course, by the third visit he normally just
strips them down and sinks his dick in them.  If their cunt is dry then you
shove your dick up their asshole instead.  Most quickly learned they needed
to excite themselves before visiting Dan...  or at least lube themselves up
first.

   What always amazes Dan is how easily the younger girls fall in love.  He
takes it easy on them the first couple times and by the third they are
usually hopelessly in love.  Each visit Dan gets meaner and rougher with
them.

   Despite this, most often make it to at least visit 15 before they stop
showing up.  By then he is treating them like they are lower than animals.
Hell, by the 10th visit he normally has them drinking his piss already.  As
bad as that is, it gets worse.  Around the 15th visit he makes them play
with his dog.  It is normally just jacking the dog off but it is enough to
scare most of the kids away.  A few stay beyond that but none make it past
the 20th visit.  While his goal is always to get the girls past that 20
visit mark, it is the first 10 visits that are normally crucial.  Once he
gets a girl to visit 10 then the odds of her turning him in becomes rather
low.  By then he has done so many nasty things to them that the girls are
too ashamed to tell anyone about it.  It is a secret most will hide in the
back of their mind and keep even from themselves.

   Pupsiie is acting like a slut, but Dan doubts she will even get close to
visit 15, let alone 20.  That is fine, he doesn't have a dog any more
anyway.  He had to give the dog away when he was put in jail.  That said,
he would go find a stray if Pupsiie actually kept coming back long enough.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie lets out in surprise when Dan gives her left nipple a
small bite.

   Dan keeps the bite rather short.  His goal is just to test how sensitive
she is.  Well, that and to give her a taste of what is in store for her
down the road.  By the 7th visit Dan will probably be taking a belt to the
girl's breasts.  He eventually does this to all the girls.  The screams
make him hard.  Of course, he always has to gag them to keep the screams to
a reasonable volume.  Despite the screams, Dan is pretty sure they get off
on it.  Most, after all, keep coming back for more.

   Pupsiie seems to take the bite rather well.  She got the same fearful
look in her eyes that all the other girls always get the first time Dan
inflicts pain.  However, Pupsiie didn't back away like most.

   "Yeah, this slut gets off on pain," Dan thinks to himself.

   Still, there is a lot of risk when it come to inflicting pain on his
"lovers".  It not only leaves marks behind but there is also a chance he
might take a girl too far, too fast.  That is when the girls stop showing
up at the rendezvous points.

   However, the results with Pupsiie could be different.  With the other
girls, once they stop showing up then Dan disappears completely from their
life.  After a week or two, the girls' fear subsides and they go on with
their normal life, with just a few added bad memories.  With Pupsiie,
however, Dan would still be living just a block away.  There is a chance
Pupsiie might feel it is impossible to escape the man without going to her
mother for help.  Needless to say, this would be very bad.

   Just the thought of the consequences is almost enough to make Dan kick
the girl from his trailer...  almost.  The thought of wetting his dick in
this cute blonde is too great.  He will just have to ensure he doesn't
press her too hard.

   Dan sucks and nibbles on the nipple for about 2 minutes before he
switches to the other.  He can tell the girl is getting off on the
treatment.  If you asked Dan how he knows this he probably couldn't tell
you.  He just has a gift for being able to read little girls.  He is seldom
ever wrong either.

   Sure enough, Dan finds lots of moisture when he snakes his free hand
under Pupsiie's skirt.

   Dan rubs his fingers back and forth on the wet underwear for about 30
seconds before he pulls the flimsy material to the side.

   "Mmm," Pupsiie moans when his fingers make contact with her now exposed
cunt.

   It is now that most of the girls normally try to ask Dan to stop.  There
is a simple solution for this...  he kisses them.  They can't talk if they
have someone else's tongue in their mouth.  The added benefit to this
technique is that kissing always seems to excite the girls further.  Dan
never gets that excited by kissing, but he knows from experience that the
more he does it to the girls the more excited they become...  and the
faster they seem to fall in love with him.

   As Dan seals his lips to Pupsiie's, he starts strumming the girl's cunt.
At first he centers just on her clit.  However, once he feels her starting
to grind against him, he extends his middle finger and slowly works it into
her hole.  He quickly discovers she has no hymen.  This is no surprise.  He
guessed this the second she walked into his trailer.

   A girl doesn't go anywhere alone with a man unless she feels she is
ready to take a man-size dick up her twat.  Dan is pretty sure that even
the youngest of girls know this.  It is a pretty big assumption, but one
that he finds to always be the case.  All of the little girls Dan has
fucked have seemed eager to try it.  Or at least they were eager until they
seen Dan's 8.5 inch long and 2.75 inch thick dick.  They were usually even
less eager once he started pushing it into them.  Most of them of course
could only take half his dick...  at least during the first few visits.

   Dan worked a second, then a third finger into Pupsiie.  She feels tight
but she just keeps stretching to accommodate the additional fingers.  You
of course can force 3 fingers up about any girl Pupsiie's age.  However, it
can be extremely painful if they are close to being virgins.  Pupsiie is
showing discomfort, but no real pain.

   As Dan works his fingers deeper into the girl, he wonders who broke her
cunt in for him.  Was it the neighborhood boys?  Was it a relative?  Or,
did the girl find a huge vibrator hidden in her mom's panty drawer?

   "Take my dick out," Dan instructs as he pulls back from the girl.

   Pupsiie freezes for a moment.  She is stunned not just by the comment
but also the quick withdraw of the kiss and fingers.

   "Either take my dick out or get out," Dan growls as he leans back on the
couch.

   This is the first time he has ever given a girl this choice.  At this
point in the game he normally just takes his own dick out and starts
forcing it up their twat.  He wants to give Pupsiie one last chance though
to back out.  Because of her age, it is technically rape rather she agrees
to it or not.  However, in her mind it will only be rape if she has no
choice in the matter.  She knows where he lives so it isn't a good idea if
she feels she is getting raped.  If she decides to stay then Dan will
ensure she regrets that decision.  However, she will have no one to blame
but herself.

   Pupsiie is upset by Dan's comment.  It isn't so much what he said but
how rude he said it.  Up until now she thought the experience with Dan
wouldn't be that bad.  The kiss had been okay and the fingers hadn't even
been that bad.  This comment, however, gives Pupsiie the impression that he
isn't as nice a man as she had started to believe.

   Leaving the trailer isn't an option.  Her mistress would be very upset
if she did.  That would mean punishments much worse than what Dan would
probably do to her.  So, Pupsiie blushes and then reaches down to the man's
waist.

   Dan's sweat pants are only being held on by an elastic band.  Pupsiie's
delicate fingers grab hold of the waist line and pull out several inches
and then downward.  At first, Dan just sits back and watches the girl
struggle with the pants.  Finally, he uses his hands to lift his waist off
the couch a couple inches.  Pupsiie pulls the sweat pants all the way to
the man's ankles.  Dan kicks out of them once they are low enough.

   Dan almost always goes commando...  today is no exception.  His dick
pulses with excitement as it gets a breath of fresh air.  It pulses again
when he sees the look on Pupsiie's face.  The girls always have a look of
surprise and fear when they see the size of his dick.

   "Yes, that is going up your twat," Dan thinks to himself with a chuckle.

   Dan has to admit that Pupsiie doesn't look as surprised as most.  Maybe
it is because she studied the big tent in his sweat pants earlier.  Or,
maybe she has had one this big up her twat in the past.  It would help
explain why she can take three fingers with very little discomfort.

   "Play with it a little bit," Dan says as he leans back on the couch
again and puts his hands behind his head.  "Don't worry, it won't bite
much."

   Dan likes having the girls play with his dick.  It feels good of course,
but the real excitement is seeing how experienced they are at it.  Some
actually know what they were doing.  However, most are rather clumsy and
you can tell they were making it up as they go along.  It is so cute to
watch.

   Normally, Dan doesn't let them play with it until after he fucks them
once.  Most probably would try to escape if they got to examine the size of
his dick for too long before the fuck.  However, they are pretty docile
once he hammers their twat with it for 20 minutes or so.

   He doubts that Pupsiie will run.  There is just something in her eyes
when she stares at his dick.  She doesn't look like she is looking forward
to having the dick in her, but she does look determined to follow through
with it.  He can only guess at what is generating that determination.

   Pupsiie grabs hold of the huge instrument and slowly slides her little
hands up and down the length of it.  Robert made Pupsiie do this once a
long time ago.  Still, she has no clue if she is doing a good job or not.
Dirty Dan doesn't complain so she must not be doing too bad.

   Pupsiie's technique is more than lacking.  However, Dan finds her lack
of expertise to be a huge turn on.  That and her blushing face.

   Dan lets the girl play with his dick for about 5 minutes.  It takes all
of his will power not to shoot his load into her face.  If they were in a
hotel or something then he probably would do just that.  He would cover her
in cum then turn her around and fuck her twat while the stuff drips off her
face.  It is a good way to show a girl her true place in life.  About the
only thing that works better is a good ass fuck.  However, Dan doesn't want
his couch smelling like jizz for the next week so he decides against it.

   "Get those panties off," Dan orders as he stands and pulls his shirt
over his head.  "It's time we see how much of this dick we can fit inside
you."

   Pupsiie gives Dan a fearful look but she doesn't hesitate to obey his
order.  Dan reaches out and grabs the panties from her before she can toss
them on the floor.  Pupsiie blushed as Dan inspected the large wet spot
over the crotch.  He then grabs a hand full of her hair with one hand and
stuffs the panties into her mouth with the other.

   "Don't you dare fucking spit those out," Dan growls.

   Nothing says "humiliation" like a wet pair of panties in a girl's
mouth...  especially if those panties belong to that girl.  They will also
help muffle her protests as he stretches her cunt.

   Once he has her on all fours, Dan gets behind her and lines his dick up.
From this angle he can get at her asshole just as easily as her cunt.  He
zeroes in on her cunt though.  He will save her ass for another day.

   Dan slides the head of his dick up and down the girl's slit a few times
before he starts pressing forward.

   "Mmmph!" Pupsiie moans into the panties as the head of the dick pops
inside.

   Her mistress often makes her use a dildo about the size of Dan's dick.
However, Pupsiie almost always has to work up to that size.  There are 2
smaller dildos her mistress often has her use first before trying the
larger one.

   Despite the lack of "warm up", the pain from the intrusion doesn't
really last that long.  It is still uncomfortable as Dan pushes deeper, but
the actual pain quickly subsides.

   Fucking a girl from behind is Dan's preferred position.  It is a very
dominate male position, but Dan doesn't put much thought into that.  He
just likes the way he can really hammer into the girls without causing much
physical damage...  other than maybe their cunt.  Dan cracked a girl's rib
once while fucking in the missionary position.  Of course, he was a lot
fatter back then.  He was only in prison for a year but it had thinned him
up a lot.  Exercising was about the only thing to do in prison to pass the
time.

   Dan grabs a hand full of Pupsiie's hair in order to keep her from
crawling away as he feeds her inch after inch of his thick dick.

   To his amazement, Pupsiie actually manages to take all 8.5 inches up her
twat.  This is a first for a girl this size.  Well, for the first "date"
anyway.

   Dan holds himself deep like this for over a minute.  As he does so, he
takes the foot closest to the edge of the couch and slides it off so he is
standing on the floor with it.  His other leg he slides backward until it
contacts the couch's arm rest.

   "This bitch is about to get the ride of her life," Dan thinks to himself
as he tightens his grip on her hair.

   Dan backs his dick out of the girl until only the head is inside.  He
then slowly buries it again.  He does this over and over, gradually
speeding up each time.  Around the 10th stroke he loses all control and
starts going full speed.

   "Take that dick, bitch," Dan growls as he slams home over and over
again.

   Pupsiie can do nothing but grunt.  The only other sound in the room is
that of Dan's hips slapping against Pupsiie's rear end.

   Dan could have dropped his nut in the first minute.  However, he holds
out for over 5.  Just long enough to feel the bitch start to fuck him back.
Her humps back at him aren't that noticeable, but they are there.

   Dan wants to let go of her hair and sit back while she fucks herself on
his dick.  However, the first fuck is always the best and he just doesn't
have the will power to hold his climax back any longer.  He will maybe let
the girl humiliate herself in this manner on the next date.  These subtle
humps will have to be enough humiliation today.

   Less than 10 strokes later and Dan is unloading inside the little girl.
He gives three extra hard thrusts then holds himself deep as he shots his
nut.  Slowly, he releases his grip.

   As he kneels there catching his breath, Dan feels a kind of bliss.  He
had almost forgotten how good it felt to fuck a young girl like this.  The
sexual release is always good, but the real pleasure always comes afterward
from the knowledge of what he just did.  The more innocent the girl, the
greater the afterglow.  It is hard for Dan to put his finger on it, but it
almost feels like he is immortalizing himself when he fucks a young girl.
He is not only permanently altering the girl mentally, but the girl will
remember him for the rest of her life.

   As good as the feeling is, Dan is also upset with himself.  When he went
to prison he had promised himself he would never touch a little girl again.
It had nothing to do with remorse.  He was just scared to death that next
time they might get him for his true crimes.  If that happened then he
would be killed in prison or at least wish was.

   Dan is still contemplating the big mistake he just made when something
unexpected happens.  He feels Pupsiie starting to hump his still hard dick.

   Not too long ago Pupsiie didn't believe the female orgasm really
existed. Now days, however, she seldom goes a full 24 hours without at
least having one.  There is no doubt in her mind that she owes this to her
mistress.

   Sarah not only taught Pupsiie all the right spots and techniques in
order to reach orgasm, but often also provides the girl ample incentives.
If Pupsiie fails to reach orgasm during her nightly self-practice sessions
then the next day always includes lots of punishments.

   It isn't until this moment, however, that Pupsiie realizes how addictive
orgasms are and how much power they have over her.

   Well, that isn't completely true, a part of her knew this ever since her
very first orgasm.  However, until now she always focused primarily on the
fear of what her mistress would do if climax was not achieved.  Pupsiie
always told herself that if she had a choice in the matter she would never
play with herself again.  That she would gladly go the rest of her life
without having another orgasm.

   Earlier, as Dan plowed her cunt, Pupsiie felt a climax quickly build. 
She fought it with every fiber of her being.  Her mistress did not ordered
her to climax.  In fact, Pupsiie got the impression her mistress might even
be upset if she climaxed on Dan's thick dick.

   Pupsiie held out for most of the fuck.  Near the end she just couldn't
deny herself any further.  However, right when she was about to climax Dan
shot his load and stopped fucking her.

   Despite how much it grossed her out, the thick load of hot cum filling
her belly had almost pushed her over the edge.  Just a couple more spurts
or thrusts would have done it.  Even a pinch of her nipple or another pull
of her hair might have done the trick.  None of that happened though.

   God did Pupsiie want to cum.  It took all her willpower not to beg the
man to keep fucking her.  It took even more willpower to hold her hips
still.

   As she felt the warm cum oozing from her cunt and running down the sides
of her legs, Pupsiie knelt there praying Dan was not done with her.  She
prayed that at any moment he would start drilling her hole again.

   However, Dan did no such thing.  In fact, she could feel his dick start
to soften slightly.  She could just tell that he was going to pull out of
her at any moment.  She tried to tell herself that this was a good thing.
However, her primed cunt said otherwise.

   Pupsiie's face turns red with shame as she allows her hips to begin
slowly humping at the dick again.  She can only imagine what the man must
think of her.  She doesn't have to imagine long.

   "You really are a horny little slut aren't you?" Dan says with a
chuckle.

   Pupsiie swallows her pride and continues to hump at the dick.  Somehow,
the humiliation of it seems to drive her need even further.  She just
wishes she had not held out so long.  Had she started humping right away
then she would have reached climax almost immediately and been done with
it. Now she has to build up to it again.

   As she humps the thick tube of meat, Pupsiie can hear Dan making rude
comments.  She manages to block out most of the words but she can't block
out the demeaning tone or the laughs that accompany them.

   Pupsiie and everyone else in the trailer park think of Dan as being the
scum of the earth.  It is utterly humiliating to know this man now thinks
of her as being even lower in stature.  She knows she should be angry with
Dan, but she also knows he is right.  Only the lowest of sluts would let
Dirty Dan fuck her, let alone struggle to climax on the man's dick.

   Pupsiie's efforts come to a sudden stop when she runs into Dan's finger
on one of her humps backward.  The tip of the finger pokes her dead center
on her anus.  At first she thinks it might have been an accident.  She
moves away from it then slowly backs onto the dick again.  However, the
finger is still waiting for her.

   Anal stimulation is not new to Pupsiie.  Her mistress makes her wear
anal plugs almost every day.  Often she even has to wear them at home. 
However, the humiliation of willingly sodomizing herself on Dan's finger is
almost too much to bear.  Almost.

   She can feel her climax just around the corner and she isn't about to
let one of Dan's fat fingers deny her.

   "That's a good slut," Pupsiie hears Dan say as she slowly backs onto the
finger.  "Next time you visit I think I'll stick my dick in that little
hole and give it a real workout."

   Pupsiie prays that her mistress will not let there be a next time. 
Thanks to her mistress' training, Pupsiie knows she can probably take all
of Dan's dick up her asshole.  However, she isn't sure her mind could
handle the humiliation...  especially if she climaxed during the ordeal.

   Dan's finger isn't lubricated, but it doesn't take long for Pupsiie to
get it completely buried up her asshole.  The finger is pretty thick when
compared to her own, but it is small in comparison to the dildos and plugs
her mistress makes her stick inside.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie lets out in surprise when the finger starts wiggling
inside her.

   Pupsiie quickly shoots forward until the finger leaves her asshole.  The
wiggling sensation is completely new to Pupsiie and it takes her a moment
to fully analyze the sensations it caused.  It hadn't been painful, just
different.  However, the perverseness of it somehow brought pleasure.

   As she slowly backs on the finger again, Pupsiie finds she is actually
looking forward to the wiggling sensation.  She doesn't have to wait long.
She barely gets the tip in when it starts wiggling.  The first time she had
pulled away from the finger.  This time she finds herself trying to bury it
deeper up her asshole.

   The finger feels so deliciously naughty that a part of her never wants
it to leave her asshole.  However, her little pussy isn't about to be
denied the friction it desires.

   Pupsiie pulls forward until only the tip of the finger is in her ass. 
Then she backs onto it again.  She does this slowly the first few times
then starts speeding up.  By the 10th stroke, Pupsiie is going so fast that
the wiggling finger can't keep up and just goes rigid.  Pupsiie is so close
to her climax though that she barely notices.  She just keeps pulling
forward and slamming back onto the thick finger and dick.

   "Mmm!" Pupsiie groans into the panties a minute later when her climax
finally hits.

   The climax is so strong that it actually scares the poor girl a little.
However, she has no choice or desire to do anything but ride it out.

   Not all of Dan's "girlfriends" manage to climax during their dates.  He
isn't sure if they are too young, in too much pain, or if it is the fact
that he just doesn't care about their needs.  All he knows is that when
they do cum it is always amazing to witness.  You can just tell that they
have no conscious control of their bodies as they ride the climax out.  In
addition, every muscle in their body seems to quadruple in strength.  Even
their cunt muscles squeeze so hard that it causes pain to Dan's dick.  It
is a wonderful kind of pain though.

   Little Pupsiie's climax is no different.  Every muscle in the girl's
body goes taunt as she rides out the climax.  Dan is certain that if they
were in a missionary position that his back would now have a long trail of
fingernail marks.  Luckily, the couch cushion gets that treatment instead.

   The feel of the girl's cunt convulsing on his dick is enough to put Dan
over the top as well.  It has been over 10 years since Dan has shot two
loads in such a short time.  This girl is definitely special.

   The two remain locked together for another minute as they catch their
breath.  Dan is the first to act.  He pulls his dick from the girl's sloppy
cunt and gives her a small slap on the ass.

   "Get your skanky ass in the bathroom and clean yourself out," Dan growls
at her.  "You better not drip any of that shit on my floors either or there
will be hell to pay."

   Scared by the tone of Dan's voice, Pupsiie quickly puts her right hand
between her legs in an effort to keep all the cum inside.

   As Pupsiie gets off the couch and shuffles toward the bathroom, Dan
notices tears running down the girl's cheeks.  He could tell the girl
hadn't been in any real pain.  The tears are most likely a result of the
pleasurable climax and the shame that the girls seem to always experience
afterward.

   Dan knows that the gentleman thing to do is to comfort the girl.  Yeah,
like that is going to happen.  She got the fuck she was after and a climax
to boot.  Not only will she get past the shame of the ordeal but it won't
be long and she will be knocking at his door again.

   Dan sits back on the couch resting for several minutes.  He knows the
girl probably has no clue how to properly clean herself out, so he pulls
himself up and heads toward the bathroom.  As he does so, he notices the
large wet spot on the couch.

   "I guess the couch is going to smell like jizz after all," Dan says to
himself with a smile.

   Thirty minutes later and a very red faced Pupsiie is exiting the back of
Dan's trailer.

   Pupsiie knew about douching from TV.  However, she had never tried it.
In fact, she read once that douching is bad for you.  Pupsiie isn't sure
why douching is bad for you, but she certainly knows that what Dan did to
her in the bathroom couldn't have been good for her.

   Pupsiie had been sitting on the toilet crying when Dan burst into the
room.  He must have a key because she is certain she had locked the door.

   Dan reaches under the sink and grabs a small white plastic tube of some
kind with a long hose attached to it.  He then walks over to the trailer's
small shower with it.  At first, Pupsiie doesn't pay much attention to the
hose and tube.  She just thinks he is preparing to take a shower.

   However, a few seconds later he turns from the shower and orders Pupsiie
to stand up and get undressed.  She quickly obeys.  As she undresses she
prays that he won't realize she has removed the panties from her mouth.

   As she steps into the shower, she sees the hose and tube are now
attached to the showerhead.  The setup doesn't look much different than
when her mistress gives her enemas.  The thought of getting an enema from
Dan makes her face turn red with embarrassment.  She quickly turns to look
for an escape but Dan's body is already blocking the shower's entrance.

   Pupsiie is getting pretty good at taking enemas, but she doesn't want
Dan giving her one.  Hasn't she suffered enough indignities at this man's
hands already?

   She quickly discovers that Dan has other plans for the hose.  First he
turns the water on and tests the temperature.  Then he brings it to the
shivering girl's cunt and forces it inside.  Her cunt quickly fills to
capacity and starts pouring water down her legs.  Dan pulls the hose out
and has her squat and force the rest of the water out.  He then repeats the
process 5 more times.

   Overall it is not that uncomfortable.  However, it is still very
embarrassing.

   The worst comes at the end.  He pushes the tube up her asshole and lets
several cups of water shoot inside.  He then turns the water off, backs
away and tells her to get dressed.  She looks over at the toilet but Dan
gives her a dirty look.

   "Hold that water in until you get home," Dan growls.  "I don't want you
stinking up my trailer any more than you already have."

   Pupsiie cries as she quickly dresses.  A couple minutes later she is out
the door and hurrying through the woods.  Dan just smiles as he watches the
girl hustle.  He wonders if she will make it back to her trailer in time or
if she will have to squat in the woods to relieve herself.

   3.

   While sending Pupsiie to Dan's trailer was Sarah's idea, it is not a
decision she is happy with.  Robert soiled Pupsiie long ago.  However, the
thought of another man touching Sarah's prized possession makes her sick to
her stomach.

   Sarah feels it is necessary though.  If they have to run off to Mexico
then Sarah will need a source of income.  Getting a job is out of the
question.  The work would be too hard and the pay even worse.

   Prostituting out her little slave will pay tons better.  It will require
a lot less work also.  The only hard part will be finding the right
clientele.  She will need just a few men rich enough to pay top dollar.

   This will easily get them by for the first 3 years.  However, by then
Pupsiie will be 16 years old and not such a high cost commodity.  With luck
they might be able to live off their earnings for another 3 years.  Sarah
will be ready for a new toy by then.  At that point she will probably put
Pupsiie on the street full time.  Heck, many places in Mexico even allow,
or at least tolerate, prostitution.  Or at least they would an 18 or
19-year-old.  Sarah will then use some of the money to go back to the
states to find a new toy...  maybe another 12 or 13 year old.  She will
then start the process all over again.

   It isn't a plan Sarah is proud of, but it is one she can live with.  She
will be happy with about any plan that keeps her out of prison.

   Getting Grace under her wing won't change Sarah's plans that much.  It
just adds a little more fun in the short term and extra money in the long.
Sarah could pimp the mother and daughter out as a team.  She might even
create a few videos staring the two.

   Of course, having the mother on board would also reduce the risk of
legal problems.  There would be no grieving mother back in the states
bugging the cops for action.  Plus, if they got caught then Sarah could pin
most of the blame on the mother.  Sarah might even be able to work out a
deal with the prosecution in exchange for testimony.

   Great plan or not, none of it will work if Pupsiie goes mental on her
the first time she is sent on a "job".  After all, the only dick the girl
has ever had is via a rape.

   Dan makes the perfect test subject.  Even if he hadn't gone for the
bait, he wasn't about to report the incident.  He is also probably skilled
at keeping a little girl under control no matter how mental she gets.

   The worst that could possibly happen is that Pupsiie freaks out in Dan's
trailer and the neighbors or cops get involved.  Sarah would have to
explain how the girl wondered off on her, but it would be Dan that took all
the real heat.  Sarah doubted that the girl would ever rat her out.  She
has Pupsiie too well trained.  Plus, she has lots of embarrassing videos of
the girl.

   There of course is the additional concern that Dan might panic and do
something stupid like hurt or kill Pupsiie.  It is a risk Sarah is willing
to take.  Dan would have to really flip out to go that far.  After all, he
would be the first person the cops would look at if Pupsiie went missing.
Plus, Sarah has a bug on Pupsiie and can hear everything going on.  There
is a good chance she could rescue Pupsiie if things got out of hand.

   Sarah's plan is to send the girl back to Dan at least once a week. 
However, after listening in on today's encounter, Sarah isn't sure it is
needed.  It was clear to Sarah that Pupsiie is a natural.  Still, she might
send the girl back to Dan a few more times just to make sure.

   The first order of business, however, is getting Pupsiie some birth
control pills.  Some morning after pills will work for today, but something
safer and more long term is needed.  Grace hasn't even told Pupsiie the
facts of life, so it is doubtful the woman will get the girl birth control
pills any time soon.

   Sarah knows exactly who to contact.  It is a doctor Robert told her
about.  Robert told her this doctor is a very dangerous man and that she
should only contact him in the event of a dire emergency.  Birth control
pills are hardly an emergency.  However, it gives Sarah an excuse to
contact the man.  It is possible the doctor might know why Robert hasn't
contacted her recently.

   Sarah knows that contacting the doctor might be a big mistake, but she
just has to take the chance.  If he knows where Robert is then maybe Sarah
won't have to run for Mexico after all.

   Sarah doesn't have a phone number or even a name.  She just has a
generic email address.  She types up a short message, takes a deep breath,
and hits send.

   To her amazement, the doctor replies to her email that very night.  They
message back and forth for about an hour.  It is clear from the doctor's
questions that he is trying to verify Sarah is who she says she is. 
Finally, the doctor gives her an address and time to meet the next day.

   A meeting for the very next day is a bit surprising.  Sarah expected she
would have to wait at least a week.  It takes a little doing but she
manages to arrange a short field trip with Pupsiie.  As far as Grace knows,
Sarah is taking Pupsiie to the zoo.  It isn't original but it works.

   She is a little old for the zoo but Pupsiie manages to convince her mom
she is excited about the trip.  Deep down, the little girl is dreading the
trip.  She doesn't know where they are really going but she knows it won't
be good.

   Sarah doesn't keep the secret from Pupsiie for long.  As they drive down
the highway the next day Pupsiie is informed they are getting her some
birth control pills.

   Pupsiie isn't sure what to make of the news.  Part of her is proud. 
Getting birth control pills is a sign she is being recognized as an adult.
Or at least on her way to becoming an adult.  However, Sarah is keeping
this a secret from Grace.  That means Sarah has plans for the girl that
involve the need for the pills.

   Pupsiie's recent visit to Dan's trailer gives the girl a good idea of
what Sarah has planned.  Her mistress probably plans to send Pupsiie back
to Dan on a routine basis.

   Pupsiie swallows hard when she realizes Sarah might have even worse
plans.  Dirty Dan isn't the only guy that peaks out his window at Pupsiie
when she plays outside.  Is her mistress going to make her have sex with
all those other men also?  The sickening thought is enough to bring tears
to the girl's eyes.  She cries, not because she knows her mistress might
actually give such an order, but because Pupsiie knows she would have no
choice but to follow it.

   Both Sarah and Pupsiie are surprised when they reach their destination.
Both had expected to find a very small practice.  Instead, they drive up to
a large hospital complex.

   Pupsiie is scared as they walk the long halls.  She fears what might
happen to her here.  Sarah is scared as well.  However, her fear is that
this might be a setup of some kind.  Sarah keeps looking behind her to see
if they are being followed.  She also keeps calculating in her head exactly
how many years she might get in prison if she were caught.

   "Hello, I'm Dr.  Kelly."

   Both mistress and slave are greeted by the doctor (Dr.  Mike Kelly) the
second they walk into the office.  Sarah introduces herself and shakes the
doctor's hand.  The doctor, however, is focusing most of his attention on
Pupsiie.

   "Aren't you a pretty one," the doctor says as he runs his fingers
briefly through Pupsiie's golden locks.

   Sarah grits her teeth as she watches the doctor's hand settle on her
slave's shoulder.  The doctor's gesture looks harmless enough.  Sarah just
doesn't like anyone touching her property without permission...  granted,
she technically gave permission by accepting the appointment.

   "Would you like to watch the examination?" Dr.  Kelly asks as he guides
Pupsiie to a back door in the office.

   Sarah doesn't answer.  She just follows the two.  There is no way in
hell she is going to leave this man alone with her slave.  He doesn't look
as dangerous as Robert indicated.  However, there is something in his eyes
that tells Sarah he is far from being safe.

   At first glance, the room they walk in to looks like a normal
examination room.  Even the suspicious Sarah doesn't notice anything
unusual at first.  However, as she looks closer at the equipment she
realizes this is no ordinary examination room.

   There is a variety of equipment that Sarah is not familiar with.  She
ignores the gear at first, thinking it is just fancy hospital devices.  One
could probably argue that this equipment is just that...  hospital gear. 
However, it looks completely different when you take the doctor's dark side
into consideration.

   In the right hands, some of the gear could probably help cure ailments.
Sarah suspects that in Dr.  Kelly's hands this gear could be used for other
purposes.

   "Have you ever rinsed her out?" the doctor asks as he has Pupsiie sit on
an examination table.

   As Pupsiie sits on the table, Sarah notices that there are leather
straps attached to the table in order to bind "patients".  Sarah doubts
this is standard issue.

   "She gets rinsed out every day," Sarah replies.  "She still doesn't like
her enemas though, do you sugar?"

   Pupsiie just looks at the floor and blushes.  It is embarrassing enough
to perform the enemas in front of Sarah.  Now her mistress is telling a
perfect stranger about it.

   Pupsiie tries to block out the two adults as they talk back and forth
about her daily enemas.  The doctor seems very interested.  He asks
everything from how much water is used, what is mixed with the water, how
hot it is, etc.

   Sarah seems to answer the questions with a sense of pride.  She
especially brags about how much water Pupsiie can take.

   "Do you want to see how much she can really take?" the doctor asks after
Sarah says Pupsiie can take almost half a gallon.

   Sarah goes silent when the doctor asks this.  She likes abusing her
little slave but Sarah has no real desire to actually damage the girl.

   "It's pretty safe," Dr.  Kelly says as he reads the expression on
Sarah's face.  "The machine won't let too much pressure build up."

   The doctor is toying with a large machine as he speaks.  Sarah has never
seen an enema machine before but it isn't hard to tell that this is the
purpose of the device the doctor is adjusting.  The dead giveaway is the
long hose coming from the device.  It has an enema nozzle attached to the
end of it.  The nozzle is a good 1.5 inches wide which seems rather large.
Her slave can handle much bigger objects though, so there isn't any real
concern.  Still, this is hardly the reason she came here.  She is tempted
to say "no" but figures it is only fair that the doctor be allowed to have
a little fun in exchange for his services.  Plus, she has to admit that she
is a little curious what Pupsiie's enema limit is.

   Sarah doesn't say anything so the doctor takes her silence as consent to
continue.

   "Take your clothes off sweetie," Dr.  Kelly tells Pupsiie as he
continues to fiddle with the machine.

   Pupsiie looks to her mistress, eyes begging for a reprieve.  The look of
fear and embarrassment on her slave's face turns Sarah on.  She only has to
give a stern look in response to get Pupsiie to comply.

   The enema machine isn't that complicated to use.  However, the doctor
has only used it once before and he wants to make sure it is set up
properly.  It would be real embarrassing if he seriously injured the slave
by accident.

   The truth is that the doctor uses very little of the equipment in his
office.  Heck, he hardly even uses the office itself.  If you checked the
hospital records you would find a paper trail showing that Dr.  Kelly works
here.  However, he really doesn't.  He works for the government.  His
projects are normally top secret, so the government made sure he had a good
cover.  They gave the hospital, and a few select people running it, a nice
monthly check.  In return they provide the office space and look the other
way.

   Normally, a doctor working top secret projects for the government would
get some kind of underground hidden lab somewhere.  However, Dr.  Kelly's
projects are more than just top secret, they are dirty secrets.  They are
the type of secrets that the government doesn't even want itself to know
about.  Creating a special lab for the doctor would create a paper trail
that could lead right back to them.  No, it is better to just hide the doc
in some hospital.  If his experiments are uncovered then the government
would have complete deniability.

   "Oh, my," Dr.  Kelly says as he finally turns and sees Pupsiie sitting
naked on the exam table.

   The doctor is bisexual.  However, he prefers males and has focused
mainly on them in recent years.  He keeps one locked up in his basement
even.  It has been so long since he has seen a naked girl this young and
had forgotten how lovely they can be.

   The girl before him looks absolutely perfect.  There are a few fresh
belt marks on her stomach and chest, but other than that the skin is
flawless.  You can just tell that in a year or two the girl will have a
nice set of tits on her.  Now, however, they are just beginning to bud. 
Pupsiie has her legs together, but the doctor can tell she is bald down
there with just a hint of peach fuzz.

   If Dr.  Kelly had to use only one word to define the image before him,
he would define it as "innocence".  However, he knows the girl is far from
being innocent.  She seems too well trained to be a new sex slave.  If he
had to guess, Dr.  Kelly would say she has about 6 months or more worth of
training under her belt.  No, this little girl isn't innocent anymore.  She
probably has eaten more pussy and ass than most lesbians do in a lifetime.
And since it was Robert that originally trained her, her cunt has no doubt
gotten a good stretching by now also.

   As the doctor does his visual inspection, Pupsiie is so embarrassed that
her blush covers her entire body.  The blush is strongest on her face, neck
and chest, but there is a small tint of red throughout the rest of her as
well.  Dr.  Kelly feels this makes the girl look even more divine. 
Especially when you look at her face and can see she is on the verge of
crying.

   Goose bumps rise on Pupsiie as the doctor's hand reaches out and gently
runs across her shoulder and then down her naked back.  The doctor keeps
staring at the girl, but he also makes sure he watches Sarah in the corner
of his eye.  This is Sarah's property he is touching and he doubts she
enjoys the doctor trespassing on it.

   "Lay down on your side," Dr.  Kelly whispers as he removes his hand. 
"It's time for your treatment."

   Pupsiie does what she is told, but she gives Sarah another pleading
look. Sarah just looks back.  The stare Sarah gives is pretty blank, but
Pupsiie thinks she sees just a hint of concern.  Most people wouldn't
notice it, but Pupsiie has become a master at reading her mistress'
expressions.  It is usually her mistress' eyes that Pupsiie inspects.  Even
the slightest squint or raised eyebrow can mean the difference between
impending praise or punishment.

   Concern, however, is not something Pupsiie often sees in her mistress'
eyes.  This puts Pupsiie even more at unease.  If her mistress is a little
concerned then that meant Pupsiie should be absolutely terrified of what is
about to happen.

   "Uh!?" Pupsiie lets out in shock.

   The little girl made the mistake of turning her back to the doctor as
she laid down.  She didn't see him approach with the glob of lubricant
smeared on his now gloved hand.  The slick rubber glove is between her ass
cheeks and his middle finger deep in her nether hole before she even
realizes what is happening.

   Pupsiie glances back at the smiling doctor then looks over at her
mistress again.  The look on Pupsiie's face is that of horror.  The look
Sarah gives back still contains some concern, but now there is a little
glee there as well.  A tear falls from Pupsiie's eye as she realizes her
mistress not only is going to allow this invasion to continue, but that she
is even enjoying the show.

   The doctor wiggles and turns his finger deep inside the little girl's
guts as he greases her up.  The doctor's dick starts to get hard as he
listens to the girl's groans of discomfort.  It is very tempting to pull
out his cock and shove it up the girl's asshole.  He highly doubts Sarah
would allow that though.  Sure, there isn't much the older woman could do
to stop him...  not without getting herself into trouble.  However, once he
pumped the girl's ass full of cum the mistress and slave would be out his
door, never to return.  The doctor wants a much longer relationship than
this.

   Pupsiie blushes during the anal assault.  It is very humiliating.  The
only thing that keeps her from crying is the knowledge that she is at least
clean back there.  Her daily enema's assure this.  It is the first time she
is actually thankful of those enemas.

   After a minute, the finger suddenly disappears.  Pupsiie looks back over
her shoulder to see the doctor backing away.  She gets a good glance at the
shiny gloved finger that was just up her naughty place.  She isn't
surprised to see that it is clean.  However, the finger doesn't look as big
as it had felt wiggling around inside her.

   Pupsiie continues to watch as the doctor turns his back to her and
fumbles with something on a nearby counter.  Pupsiie's eyes get big and she
swallows hard when he turns back toward her holding a large nozzle
connected to two hoses...  one thin hose and one very thick one.  She heard
the two adults talking about giving her an enema.  However, this nozzle and
hose seem way too big.  The hose on the enema kit she normally uses is only
about a quarter inch or so thick.  One of these hoses is a good inch or
more.  It doesn't look safe at all.

   A couple months ago, Pupsiie would have probably jumped off the table
and ran screaming from the room.  Yes, her mistress had photos and movies
of her but exposure of those items would have been a small price to pay in
order to avoid what seemed almost certain serious damage to her body.  A
part of her still screams out that this is what she should do.  However,
there is now another voice in her head that is holding her in place.  The
voice is just a faint whisper, yet it has such great power over her.

   This isn't the first time she has heard this whisper.  It started
popping into her head several weeks back.  Pupsiie knows the voice is a
result of her mistress' training.  She knows this because the voice sounds
just like her mistress.  At first, she even thought it was her mistress
actually whispering it.  But often the sound comes when she knows her
mistress isn't nearby.

   Having the additional voice in her head was disturbing at first. 
However, it wasn't long before it seemed almost natural to the girl.  She
of course still doesn't like having that voice inside her.  She has to
admit though that it keeps her out of trouble.  There have been many times
when Sarah was out of sight and Pupsiie was tempted to disobey an order
here and there.  The voice always keeps her in line though.  Pupsiie
doesn't always like obeying that voice, especially considering some of the
nasty orders her mistress gives her.  However, in the long run, obeying the
voice meant obeying her mistress.  And you don't get punished for obeying
your mistress.  Well, not normally anyway.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie groans as the large nozzle pops into her asshole and
slowly slides in deeper.

   Pupsiie had turned her face away from the doctor as he reached the
table. Now she is in the fetal position hiding her face in her hands as she
bites her lower lip and moans in discomfort.

   The nozzle is long and thick.  It is uncomfortable, but not the largest
object Pupsiie has had up her asshole.  Pupsiie is hurt more by the
knowledge that her mistress is allowing some stranger do this to her. 
Despite all the nasty and often painful things her mistress does to her,
Pupsiie still thinks of Sarah as her protector.  This of course doesn't
even make sense to Pupsiie, but she just can't shake the feeling that her
mistress will keep her safe.

   After the nozzle is deep inside her, Pupsiie hears the doctor walk away
from the table.  A moment later there is a whirring noise as a machine
comes to life.  A second after that Pupsiie feels lukewarm water start to
shoot up into her guts.  Pupsiie quickly relaxes her insides the best she
can.  She knows the enema will be rather painful if she doesn't.

   Pupsiie manages to relax her insides but the enema is painful anyway. 
The water is just coming too fast and there is so much of it.  Pupsiie
begins panting and the veins on her neck stand up as she struggles to
endure the pain.  Right when she is about to scream out in agony the water
somehow begins to drain from her.

   The relief is such bliss to her strained body that Pupsiie feels like
she could almost fall asleep.  However, she feels the water start to force
its way into her again.  Tears start falling from the girl's eyes as it
dawns on her that the ordeal is not over yet.

   The water builds up again to the point of shear agony, holds for a
moment, then drains away.  She is still catching her breath as the process
starts to repeat again.

   Over and over her insides are pumped full of water.  Pupsiie notices
that each rotation pumps more water into her.  She also notices the water
is warmer each time and that she is forced to hold it in longer.

   Somewhere around the 15th load of water, Pupsiie's body gives up all
resistance.  The muscles in her little frame just can't fight back any
more. Even her brain is completely exhausted.  She just lays there staring
blankly at the far wall, drool pooling around the side of her face which
now lays against the table.

   "Almost there," Dr.  Kelly announces as one of his hands gently strokes
the girl's bloated belly.

   The doctor knows Pupsiie is pretty out of it.  However, the comment is
meant more for Sarah.  He can tell the woman is getting pretty concerned.

   Sarah has good reason to be concerned also.  The doctor acts like he
knows what he is doing, but the truth is that he has barely even read the
instructions on the machine.  If he read them in detail he is sure that he
would find that the settings he is using are way too high for a girl this
small and young.  For all he knew, the manual probably says the device
isn't even supposed to be used on such a young girl.

   Sarah can also make out a very distinct evil look on the doctor's face
as he rubs the slave's belly.  One moment Pupsiie's belly is its normal
petite size and the next it is grotesquely bloated outward like she is due
to give birth at any moment.

   The doctor lets the machine continue to torture the slave until he
senses Sarah is about to object.  He then reluctantly turns back to the
machine and hits a switch.  The machine empties the girl one last time,
makes a gurgling noise and then goes silent.  Before the machine goes dead,
Dr.  Kelly notes that the readouts show the girl has managed to take a full
gallon.  He had set the machine to deliver that amount and ensured the
pressure was such that her body had no choice but to accept it, but it
still amazes him that her body actually accommodated it.

   The doctor thoroughly inspects the limp child after he gets the large
nozzle out of her.  He is almost disappointed to find there appears to be
no damage.  He was kind of hoping he would have an excuse to get out his
scalpel and open the girl up.  Sarah would have no choice but to sit there
and watch him do it also.  Who else would she be able to take the girl too
for care?  He even had a syringe prepped for Pupsiie and hiding below a
cloth on a nearby tray.

   The syringe is full of the doctor's own special blend of drugs.  The
drugs would make it so the girl can't move or make a sound.  To the
onlooker, she would appear to be unconscious.  However, in reality the girl
would not only be fully aware of what is going on but would feel every
agonizing cut of the blade as the doctor opened her stomach up and stitched
her guts back together.  Just thinking about it almost makes the doctor cum
in his pants.

   For a moment, Dr.  Kelly thinks about lying to Sarah and claiming the
girl needs an emergency operation.  It takes all of his willpower not to
grab the syringe from the tray.  He has better plans for the girl though,
so he holds himself back.

   Despite the doctor's self-control in this regard, Sarah is now just as
anxious to leave the office as Pupsiie is.  However, she has come this far,
she isn't about to back out now.

   "Have you heard from Robert lately," Sarah asks as though she is just
making conversation to break up the silence in the room.

   Dr.  Kelly looks up at Sarah.  He knows that there is a hidden agenda to
Sarah's visit.  She could have gotten about any quack doctor to give her a
birth control subscription under the table.  He can tell this question is
the real reason she is here, but he isn't exactly sure what her motives
are.

   "Are you trying to find him?" he asks.

   The doctor isn't one to beat around the bush.  If she is trying to
locate Robert then he wants to know up front.  He doesn't want to have
anything to do with the woman if she is trying to get her hands on Robert
as some kind of revenge plot or something.

   Robert is a cruel boy that enjoys raping and ruining people's lives. 
The boy is disturbed and probably mentally ill.  In short, Dr.  Kelly
thinks of him as a son.

   Yes, Dr.  Kelly has plans of someday doing experiments on the boy,
possibly even putting him in his basement, but for now he enjoys working
with the kid.  He enjoys watching the boy evolve into the monster Dr. 
Kelly already is.  He likes hearing about the kid's exploits.  Sometimes
the doctor is even rewarded with pictures and videos.  And on very rare
occasions the two even work side by side.

   Dr.  Kelly knows the relationship will eventually have to come to an
end. All good relationships always do.  That won't be for some time yet
though, and he doesn't want this bitch speeding that process up any.

   Sarah finds the doctor's tone a little odd.  It takes her a moment to
realize exactly what he is asking.

   "I'm just trying to find out why I haven't heard from him," Sarah
clarifies.

   The look on Dr.  Kelly's face tells Sarah he doesn't know where Robert
is.  Sarah thought she was prepared for this response, but she still feels
her stomach drop in fear.  Robert talked like he had some kind of
partnership or similar relationship with the doctor.  But if the doctor
hasn't heard from Robert then that means something very bad has happened.
And anything bad that happens to Robert means something bad is probably
going to happen to Sarah.

   "Get dressed," Sarah orders as she tosses Pupsiie's cloths on the table.

   Pupsiie is starting to recover from her ordeal, but she is still slow to
react.  If they were alone Sarah probably would have punished the girl...
even though it isn't really her fault for being slow.  Instead, Sarah
reaches over and starts helping her slave get dressed.  The quicker Pupsiie
gets dressed the faster they can get out of the place.

   "Hold up now," Dr.  Kelly says.  "I may not know where Robert is at, but
I can assure you that there is nothing for you to worry about."

   The comment grabs enough of Sarah's attention to get her to look up at
the man.  However, she continues to dress her slave.

   "I can't go into that many details, but I can tell you I have some very
powerful friends," he continues.  "I can promise you that anyone I'm
involved with is under their protection."

   "What do you mean?" Sarah asks as she finally stops fiddling with her
slave.  "What kind of protection?"

   "If you are working with me then I can guarantee you 100 percent
protection from the law," Dr.  Kelly replies.  "Believe me, they are
extremely powerful people."

   Sarah studies the doctor's face for a moment.  He sounds very confident
in what he is saying.  It is also clear that he is offering to share this
protection in exchange for helping him with something.

   "Who are these people?" Sarah asks.

   "Trust me, you don't want to know the answer to that question," the
doctor immediately replies.  "Put yourself in their shoes.  No offense, but
other than working with me you are pretty much a nobody to them.  If they
found out that you knew who they were...  well, let's just say the law
would be the least of your problems."

   There is something in Dr.  Kelly's voice that convinces Sarah he is
telling the complete truth.  While this relieves some of her concerns about
the law, it adds a whole new can of worms.  These "friends" are clearly
dangerous.  They also apparently work outside the law.  Sarah knows that
going to jail would be horrible, but ending up face down in a ditch is much
worse.  Still, if what the doctor is saying is really true, then it would
buy her considerably more time to prepare before running off to Mexico.

   "What would I have to do?"

   Sarah knows there has to be a price for this protection so she figures
she might as well toss the question out there now.

   Dr.  Kelly gives a chuckle when he sees the seriousness on Sarah's face.

   "Don't worry, it's nothing horrible," he replies.  "In fact, it's
something you probably will enjoy."

   4.

   The ride back to the trailer park was a long one for both mistress and
slave.  The good doctor gave both of them plenty to think about.  While
Sarah hoped the doctor was telling the truth, Pupsiie preyed he was lying.

   The doctor has a drug he wants Sarah to test on her slave.  Testing
experimental, and apparently controversial, drugs is one of the services
Dr. Kelly provides for his powerful "friends".

   The doctor explained the drug in great detail, but most of it went over
Sarah's head.  What little she did understand sounded more like science
fiction than science fact.

   Sarah was still processing all the information when the doctor put three
large vials in her hands and ushered her out the door.  There is nothing
written on any of the vials.  They just have different color labels.  One
is green, another yellow and the final one red.

   The vial with the red label contains a drug that can only be best
described as a narcotic.  Like any narcotic, it will give the user a nice
high.  It is also extremely addictive.  According to the doctor, once
Pupsiie gets a taste of it the little slave will be high for a few hours
then feel normal afterward.  However, about 10 to 12 hours later she will
start to crave the drug.  That craving will get worse and worse each hour.
By the 20 hour mark the little girl will do about anything for a second
dose.

   This is where the yellow labeled vial comes in.  It will remove the
cravings for 15 hours or so, but without the euphoric effects.  Dr.  Kelly
told Sarah she could use this when she felt her slave had earned a reprieve
from the cravings, yet had not done enough to earn the euphoric effects.

   That said, Dr.  Kelly pointed out that there is a very cool side effect
to the red labeled drug.  You can take a dose of it, which is only two
drops, and add flavoring to it.  Like maybe put the two drops in a Pepsi.
The effects are the same, except after doing this for 3 or 4 days the
patient will start to respond to the taste alone.  You can actually stop
using the drug and just give the patient a pure Pepsi and they will still
get a high.  Of course, the effect is only a phantom one.  The high will
only last for about 10 minutes.  The cravings will return just as fast.

   Dr.  Kelly encouraged Sarah to experiment with this side effect.  He
brought up some very good uses for it also.  For example, Sarah could wet a
rubber glove with her cunt juices, then put a drop or two of the drug on it
and have Pupsiie suck it off.  After a few days of this her slave will be
begging to eat her mistress' pussy.

   The possibilities are really endless.  Sarah can do this with not just
the flavor of her pussy but also her asshole, piss, you name it.

   Unfortunately, this only works with one flavor at a time.  That is where
the green labeled vial comes in.  It was basically an antidote.  One drop
on the slave's tongue and all effects, including the addiction, are wiped
clean.  The antidote is permanent also, unless of course you use the red
labeled drug on the slave again.

   While Sarah finds it all pretty exciting, she tries her best not to get
her hopes up too high.  Seeing is believing.  Plus, she also has some
concerns as to what dangerous side effects there might be.  The doctor
assured her there weren't any, but she wasn't so sure she believed him.

   Pupsiie, on the other hand, is worried about all the aspects of the
drug, not just side effects.  She doesn't want to be drugged up. 
Especially if the drug actually does what the doctor claims.

   The two return to the trailer park around 2 p.m.  This gives them
several hours before Pupsiie's mom will get off work.  Sarah normally stays
busy each day training her little slave.  She decides to take it easy for
the rest of the afternoon though.  The enema machine had been pretty harsh
on her slave.  Plus, Sarah needed some time to think.

   They both still get naked, but Sarah only pops in a video for her slave
to watch.  Granted, it is the video of Pupsiie's mom masturbating.  Sarah
doesn't even bother to make Pupsiie masturbate to it.  Just watching it
will be enough humiliation for the rest of today.

   Sarah watches the short video all the way through.  She pays it no mind
as it loops through the second time.  Instead, she sits back on the couch
and closes her eyes so she can think about all that happened today.  She
sits like this peacefully for about 30 minutes before she is interrupted.

   "Mistress," Pupsiie says in a very low whisper.  "Was I good today?"

   Sarah probably should be upset by the interruption.  However, she is
more surprised by Pupsiie's question.  About the only time her slave ever
talks is to answer a question or beg for forgiveness.

   "Yes," Sarah answers a moment later as she gives her slave a pat on the
head.

   "Do...  do you think I deserve a treat?" Pupsiie whispers as she blushes
deeply.

   The question catches Sarah completely off guard.  Whenever Pupsiie does
something good Sarah will tell the slave she has earned a special treat. 
Of course, that treat is never really a treat.  More often than not, the
treat is that Sarah will "let" Pupsiie eat her cunt or rim her asshole.  It
certainly isn't something a slave would ever willingly ask for.  Especially
Pupsiie who Sarah can tell still hates lesbian sex...  or at least lesbian
sex with her mistress.

   "Of course you deserve a treat, sugar," Sarah replies.

   At first, Sarah thinks her slave is going to request to go home early or
get some other actual reward.  However, Sarah looks on in amazement as her
slave quickly gets to her knees in front of the couch.  A second later she
is maneuvering herself between her mistress' legs.

   Sarah parts her legs and scoots forward, but she still can't believe
what she is witnessing.  This is not the same slave that arrived earlier
this morning.

   Pupsiie runs her little tongue up and down Sarah's slit for a minute
before she starts sucking the cunt lips into her mouth.  Pupsiie sucks and
nibbles at the lips for several minutes.  She knows her mistress never
comes from this type of stimulation, but it does get the older woman close.

   It isn't long and Pupsiie can smell and taste her mistress' arousal.  It
is then that she dives in on Sarah's large clit.

   "Oh!" Sarah moans at the delightful attack.

   Pupsiie's tiny tongue flicks back and forth against the engorged clit
like a boxer delivering a flurry of attacks against a speedball.  Her
tongue dances across the clit for over a minute before she seals her lips
over it and sucks.  As she sucks she also massages it a little by giving it
little smooches with her lips.

   "That's a good baby," Sarah moans.

   Pupsiie blushes deeper when she hears the comment.  A few months back
her mistress showed her videos of babies suckling at their mother's
breasts.

   "That's how I like my clit sucked," Sarah had told her at the time.

   Pupsiie is a master at it by now.  Sarah always referrs to Pupsiie as a
"baby" when her slave is suckling.  It never fails to humiliate the little
girl.  Plus, in a way Pupsiie looks just like a baby feeding.  Only instead
of the milk coming from a breast it oozes out from her cunt just inches
below her slave's mouth.

   Pupsiie suckles on the clit for a minute then lowers her mouth and sucks
the juices from her mistress' hole.

   "That's it, drink mommy's milk," Sarah thinks to herself.  She would
have said it out loud but she is too busy moaning.

   Sucking the juices from her mistress' hole is the grossest thing she has
to do as a slave.  Pupsiie finds it even more disgusting than rimming
Sarah's asshole.  Even after all of this time, the slave still feels ill
each time she swallows the thick cream.  Luckily, it isn't something her
mistress makes her do every time.

   After a couple swallows, Pupsiie seals her lips over her mistress' clit
and begins the process again.  She keeps milking her mistress for another
15 minutes.  By then the slave has a nice belly full of her mistress' milk.
Pupsiie can feel the disgusting stuff churning around in her tummy but she
manages to hold it down.  She has no choice.  She only made the mistake of
throwing it up once...  the punishment she got was so bad that she still
has nightmares about it.

   Pupsiie knows her mistress likes being milked, but it isn't something
Sarah can often climax from.  So, once Pupsiie is sure her mistress is
fully charged, she starts boxing Sarah's clit again with her tongue.

   Sarah holds out for another 20 minutes before she finally climaxes.  She
grabs her slave's head and presses it hard to her cunt.  Pupsiie can't
breathe but she keeps flicking her tongue back and forth.  By the time
Sarah lets go, Pupsiie is on the verge of passing out from lack of oxygen.
She stays between her mistress' legs though as she catches her breath.

   Sarah is breathing almost as hard as she lovingly stares down at her
little slave.  Pupsiie's flushed face is covered in juices.  She has fresh
tears running down her cheeks and her tongue is so tired that the little
girl inadvertently displays it across her bottom lip with her mouth
slightly agape.  There was never a better sight.

   The mistress and slave stare into each other's eyes for a moment.  Then
Pupsiie's blush deepens as she lowers her mouth and sucks and licks her
mistress' cunt clean.

   "Th...thank you, mistress," Pupsiie whispers once she is done cleaning.
The little girl then gets up and sits back on the couch so she can continue
watching the video of her mom masturbating.

   Pupsiie's voluntary performance appears to be a huge breakthrough in the
slave's training.  Sarah feels like giving the slave verbal praise as well
as a large kiss.  Heck, she feels like giving lots of kisses.  However,
such a display falls too far outside their normal mistress/slave
relationship.  Instead, Sarah puts her arm around the girl and lightly
holds the slave's naked body against her own as they watch the TV.  The
embrace isn't much but Sarah knows it is probably still more reward than
she should give.

   Her desire now temporarily quenched, Sarah starts analyzing her slave's
actions.  It really bothers Sarah that a large breakthrough might have just
happened yet she doesn't know what she did to cause it.

   The only thing that changed recently is that Sarah had forced a couple
men on the girl...  first Dan and now the doctor.  Is her slave a closet
lesbian and just pretended not to be?  Was this Pupsiie's way of
encouraging Sarah to give her more lesbian tasks and stop the ones with
men? Is Pupsiie really that scared or disgusted with men?

   The thought does seem plausible.  Heavens knows the girl has good reason
to be put off by men.  Especially considering how she lost her virginity to
Robert's huge dick.

   Sarah is about to settle on this conclusion when she glimpses over at
the kitchen table.  Sitting there are the three large vials the doctor gave
her.

   "Of course!" Sarah says to herself as she slowly removes her hand from
around her slave.

   She can't believe she overlooked it.  Her slave is scared of the drugs
in the vials.  For an instant, Sarah wants to take a strap to the girl. 
The little bitch is trying to manipulate her.  By being the perfect little
slave, Pupsiie is trying to get Sarah to hold off on using the drugs.

   While this angers Sarah at first, she quickly realizes this isn't
necessarily a bad thing.  In fact, the more she thinks about it the more it
turns her on.  The thought of Pupsiie willingly degrading herself is pretty
hot.  It is much more appealing than giving her a drug that tortures the
girl with cravings until she gives in.

   Sarah doubts that Pupsiie will keep up the act of willing obedience for
very long...  maybe a week or two at most.  Still, it will make for a very
pleasurable couple weeks.

   Besides, it is probably best that Sarah not do the initial test of the
drugs on Pupsiie anyway.  Pupsiie's mom, Grace, might notice the change in
her daughter.

   The smart thing to do will be to find someone not connected to Sarah or
Pupsiie.  Dan comes to mind since no one cares what happens to him.

   Yeah, that would be the smart thing.  However, something better pops
into Sarah's head.  Or at least it seems better to the aroused woman.  She
could use it on Grace.  The thought is such a turn on that Sarah reaches
down and starts rubbing her clit.

   Pupsiie always watches her mistress out of the corner of her eye.  Thus,
she quickly notices her mistress masturbating.  The little girl swallows
hard but keeps watching the TV in hopes her mistress' arousal will pass. 
It doesn't.

   All it takes is a gentle nudge from Sarah to get the slave to move back
off the couch and to her knees.  Sarah can tell her slave isn't happy about
going down on her again so soon.  The girl's tongue is probably still tired
and a little sore.  The slave doesn't give any resistance though.  She even
gives her mistress a fake smile as she bends forward and starts licking
again.

   Yes, Sarah will give in to her slave this once and not use the drugs on
her.  Not yet anyway.

   5.

   It takes Sarah three days to come up with a good plan for drugging
Grace. Well, the plan isn't really that good.  It just takes some time to
convince herself it is good enough.  Plus, she wanted to make sure she is
ready to take off in the event something bad happens with the drug.  She
doesn't actually pack her stuff but she makes note of where all her vital
things are.

   Sarah spends most of these three days running "what ifs" in her head. 
What if the drug makes Grace sick?  What if Grace realizes what's happening
and calls the cops?  What if the drug doesn't work at all?  On and on.

   While it is a very nerve wrecking three days, it isn't without its
moments of fun; especially with Pupsiie's new and improved attitude.  Sarah
takes full advantage of her slave's willingness to obey.

   Pupsiie of course always obeys her mistress.  It sometimes takes threats
and punishments but the girl always falls in line.  However, now the slave
is actually volunteering to do things for her mistress.

   Some masters and mistresses enjoy having a slave that you have to
constantly punish and threaten in order to get them to do things.  Sarah
isn't one of them.  Sure, she enjoys punishing and humiliating Pupsiie, but
it is a lot of work having to constantly find the right buttons to push in
order to get the little slut to perform properly.

   Granted, usually the only button that is needed is for Sarah to reach
for a belt.  However, there are some things that require more than just the
threat of physical punishment.  Sometimes you have to use blackmail while
other times you just have to build up to whatever dirty task you want the
slave to perform.

   Getting Pupsiie to drink her mistress' cum is a good example.  Sarah
knew she would probably have to whip the skin off the girl before Pupsiie
would perform this task.  Sarah couldn't leave major marks like that
though. So, instead she started Pupsiie out just licking her clit.  Then it
was on to licking her slit where all the fluid was oozing out.  Then it was
sucking the cum up and spitting it back out.  Within a week she had the
girl actually sucking it up and swallowing.  The belt still had to be used
a few times but only with minor marks left behind.

   Pupsiie's new attitude is a nice change.  However, Sarah knows she can
get the same results using the drug...  assuming it worked.  Eventually, it
might come to that.  She is going to milk the current situation though to
its fullest.  Plus, Sarah wants to make absolute sure the drug is safe.  It
would be a shame if Grace got hurt by the drug, but it would be
unacceptable if that happened to Pupsiie.  Not after all the time the
mistress had put into training the little girl.

   The three day wait is a result of more than Sarah's nerves.  She also
wants to wait until Grace's next day off.  Well, the night before her day
off anyway.  The last thing Sarah needs is Grace going bananas at work. 
This way Sarah can watch the woman the whole next day.

   Sarah uses this extra time to also coordinate with Dr.  Kelly via email.
The doctor makes sure he keeps his schedule clear for the test.  He wants
to be present for the test but Sarah talks him out of it.  Sarah doesn't
like the idea of the guy knowing where she lives.  Plus, the doctor has no
clue that it is the mother and not the daughter she plans to use the drug
on.  Sarah doesn't know if the doctor would really care, but it is better
not to ask.  It is better to just do it and ask for forgiveness later if
needed.

   The more Sarah thinks about the doctor, the more she realizes how little
she knows about him.  She has no clue how good the guy really is.  Could he
actually help Grace if the drug test went bad?  It is also possible that
the vials contain poison.  The doctor looked eager to play with Pupsiie. 
If her slave got sick from the drug then Sarah would have no choice but to
take her back for the doctor's assistance.

   Luckily, the recommended dose is only a couple drops.  Sarah doubts that
there are that many poisons that would injure someone with such a low
dosage.  Or at least she hopes not.

   As she thinks about all of this, Sarah can't help but wonder what the
purpose of the drug actually is.  Surely it isn't just for sex slaves. 
Sarah's best guess is that the doctor is working for some drug cartel.  Who
else could it possibly be that would want this drug and also have the power
to protect her from the law?

   It never occurs to Sarah that it is the "law" itself that commissioned
Dr.  Kelly.  Well, the government to be exact.  The purpose of the drug
though is kept even from the doctor.  However, Dr.  Kelly has narrowed it
down a bit.  His thoughts are in line with Sarah's.  However, he believes
it isn't for the drug cartels but to help fight them.

   Dr.  Kelly knows how the government thinks.  They will probably create a
new kind of street drug.  Only the new drug will be completely harmless,
with no effects at all.  That is until they add this experimental drug to
it.  Then most of the drug users will be hopelessly addicted to it.  The
drug cartels won't be able to reproduce it so their empires crumble to
almost nothing.

   What the government does after that, however, is anyone's guess.  Dr. 
Kelly guesses that the current plan is to release the antidote once the
cartels were gone.  However, there is way too much money/power involved. 
No doubt, once the money starts coming in someone in the chain will make a
grab for all that power.  People will probably be kept addicted to the drug
for decades.

   Dr.  Kelly knows this isn't the current plan though.  Otherwise they
would have never created an antidote.  In fact, the addictive version has
been in existence for some time.  This is the third time the doctor has
tested it for the government.  It is just the first time an antidote was
provided as well.

   "Quit your whining!" Sarah growls.

   They are in the middle of Pupsiie's morning enema.  The last of the
enema bag's half gallon is rushing into the slaves bowels when Pupsiie
complains.  Well, it was only a moan of discomfort, but it is reason enough
to chastise the girl.

   The moan normally wouldn't justify such a reaction.  However, the groan
stands out compared to Pupsiie's recent strong willingness to become the
perfect slave.  Sarah doesn't plan to whip the girl for the minor offense,
but yelling is acceptable.  There is always room for improvement...  Robert
taught her that.

   Robert warned Sarah that she should always expect improvements from
Pupsiie no matter how docile or obedient she becomes.

   "Yelling and punishing a slut let's her know you still care," Robert had
said.  "If you ease off then they will just start fucking up on purpose
just to get attention."

   Robert is just a spoiled little brat so Sarah ignored most of his
advice. However, this particular bit of advice was starting to make sense
to her.

   Sarah makes Pupsiie hold the enema for 5 minutes before giving
permission to sit on the toilet and release the water.  They are on the
second enema already.  There will be 5 total before they are done. 
Normally, they would still be working on the first enema.  However,
Pupsiie's insides seem more accommodating following their visit with Dr. 
Kelly.  Part of that might be Pupsiie's determination to please.  However,
it is probably mainly a result of the huge enema the doctor gave her.  Her
insides are probably stretched a little more than before.

   It is nice to see that Pupsiie's blush of humiliation is just as strong
as before their doctor visit.  The girl almost cries in embarrassment as
the water rushes into the toilet bowl.  Being watched while she releases
the water is somewhat new for the girl.

   Well, Sarah always watches from time to time.  However, only recently
has she started watching almost every time.  For some reason it just
doesn't disgust Sarah as much as it used too.  Granted, by the second enema
the water usually comes out clean anyway.  The frequent enemas just don't
allow the girl to produce much waste.  Keeping her on a strict diet helps
also.

   The purpose of the diet has little to do with enemas.  The enemas along
with the diet keep her slutty little slave's head nice and ditsy.  The girl
is almost always a little dizzy from the lack of food.  She can still
perform her sex slave duties, but her brain has to focus just on that while
she is training.  If she tries to think about anything else then she starts
screwing up big time.  That means punishments.

   It took Sarah several weeks to get the right balance.  She slowly
tapered back on the girl's food intake until the slave started to look a
little pale.  She increased it slightly and left it there.

   The diet is only a temporary thing.  Pupsiie has already lost half her
baby fat.  In a few months her mother will start wondering if the girl has
an eating disorder.  With luck, her mother won't be a problem after
tonight. However, the last thing Sarah wants is an anorexic slave.

   Sarah plans to increase her slave's food intake a bit in 3 or 4 weeks.
However, she plans to increase the girl's exercise program to compensate.
All those nutrients will be used to keep the girl looking healthy... 
leaving her head ditsy.  Or at least that is the goal.  Sarah figures she
probably should ask the doctor for his advice first.

   Of course, the doctor would probably just warn her that such a diet will
stunt the girl's growth.  This is actually one of the side effects Sarah is
counting on.  With luck, ten years from now Pupsiie might still look only
13 or 14 years old.

   Sarah also likes the idea of the girl always being hungry.  She is sure
Pupsiie thinks about food all the time.  She is also certain the girl has
to constantly fight the urge to disobey her mistress and sneak a snack or
something.  Basically, the hunger allows Sarah to train the girl nonstop.
Pupsiie isn't free of her training even when she is home alone with her
mom.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie groans as the next enema fills her guts.

   The girl quickly bites her lip to quiet herself.  However, you can still
tell she is in a lot of discomfort.  Sarah has made this enema extra cold
and it is causing Pupsiie's insides to cramp.

   "Now you have something to whine about," Sarah growls.

   Pupsiie groans a couple more times during the cold enema.  However,
Sarah doesn't chastise her further.  This is a punishment after all.  The
last thing you want is a slave that doesn't react during a punishment. 
Such a thing can not only be dangerous, but rather boring.

   Sarah shows mercy and only makes Pupsiie take about 2/5ths of a gallon
of the cold water.  It is almost the full half gallon, but not quite.  That
last little bit makes a big difference though.  With only 1/5th of a gallon
left in the enema bag the water pressure is pretty low.  The water pressure
inside Pupsiie is rather high though thanks to her spasming guts.  It would
take several additional agonizing minutes to finish the last of the enema.

   Sarah lets the girl release the water right away.  Pupsiie takes this as
mercy also.  However, it isn't.  A little of the water comes out.  However,
most of it stays locked in Pupsiie's guts.  The same contractions that are
trying to expel the water are also locking it inside her.  As you can
imagine, it is rather uncomfortable for the slave.

   There is a simple cure for this.  You just take a belt to the slave's
stomach and chest.  This is something Robert also taught Sarah.  Sarah
knows that the whipping doesn't really "cure" anything.  Sure, it probably
helps a little bit, but it is the girl's body temperature warming the cold
water that does most of the work.

   Sarah didn't see a point in telling Robert this.  He probably already
knows.  Even if he didn't he probably wouldn't change anything.  After all,
it gives an additional excuse to whip the slave.

   "Hands behind your head," Sarah says as she grabs a belt.

   Pupsiie has a mix of emotions on her face as she obeys.  The dominate
emotion is fear.  She has water stuck in her and is about to get whipped.
Both were good reasons to be scared.  However, there is a kind of
gratefulness in the little girl's eyes as well.  Most people wouldn't see
it, but Sarah can.  Her little slave is thankful for the whipping she is
about to get.  Yes, it will hurt, but Pupsiie fully believes it will fix
the problem.

   "Aw!" Pupsiie lets out when the first hit lands on her bloated belly.

   The tiled walls of the bathroom make the scream sound worse than it
actually is.  The same can be said about the sound of the hit.  Just to be
safe, Sarah inspects the mark from the hit.  It is a very angry red, but
nothing that bad.  The mark will probably be gone before the end of the
day.

   Pupsiie grits her teeth as Sarah stands back and swings the belt again.
This time the belt lands on her chest and goes right over the slave's right
nipple.  Sarah aimed for both nipples but as the red mark forms she notices
she has missed the left nipple by about 1.5 inches.  Sarah normally has
perfect aim with the belt.  However, the small bathroom makes it hard to
swing the belt hard, let alone have perfect aim.  It is still good enough
of a hit to get a much louder scream from the girl.

   The sound of Pupsiie in pain is making Sarah wet.  However, a few more
screams like that last one and the neighbors will surely notice.  So, she
picks up a small piece of leather and has the girl bite on it.  There are a
few pieces of leather laying around the house just for this purpose. 
Biting on the leather muffles the cries without having to go to all the
trouble of attaching an actual gag.  Not that Sarah doesn't have a
collection of gags also.

   The gags are fun sometimes.  However, the pieces of leather are much
faster.  Plus, you can make the leather fun by adding flavoring it.  For
example, a few pieces Sarah might soak overnight in a bowl of piss.  Others
she might make her slave carry around all day in her asshole.  Sarah isn't
sure how much flavor is actually transferred to the leather but just the
thought of where the leather has been is enough to turn Sarah on and to
make Pupsiie scrunch up her nose in disgust.

   "Mmm!" Pupsiie groans into the leather as the belt strikes again.

   This time Sarah aims for the girl's belly button.  She only catches the
upper half of it.  Sarah wishes she could get a better aim in this enclosed
space.  As it is, she has to stand in the shower just to get a good swing.

   The next hit is aimed at Pupsiie's left nipple.  Sarah goes too low this
time so she immediately swings again.  The second try lands perfect.  The
pain is such that it takes Pupsiie almost 5 seconds before she can scream
into the leather.  The hit feels like it has ripped her nipple off.  When
she looks down though she sees her puffy areola and nipple are still
intact.

   The next hit is to the slave's belly again.  As Pupsiie groans into the
leather, Sarah hears a stream of liquid splashing into the bowl.  Sarah
looks down and sees that Pupsiie is pissing herself.  This brings a smile
to the mistress.  It isn't a good whipping until your slave pisses herself.
However, it would be a lot more satisfying if Pupsiie wasn't sitting on the
toilet.

   Sarah gets in 7 more hits before Pupsiie's insides finally let go of the
enema water.  She hits the slave 3 more times though as she watches the
girl's extended belly quickly deflate.

   Sarah removes the piece of leather from Pupsiie's mouth.  "Thank you,
mistress."

   The remaining enemas that morning are with warm water.  Pupsiie cramps
up a few times but she doesn't dare groan again.  Once the final enema is
released, Sarah hands the girl a 2-inch wide butt plug.  Pupsiie licks the
plug several times to get it wet, then reaches back and slowly pushes it
into her asshole.  A couple tears of pain run down her cheeks, but Pupsiie
manages to keep quiet.

   "Good girl," Sarah praises once the plug is in place.

   Pupsiie gives a small smile of joy.  She doesn't mean to smile, but it
is hard not to.  Her mistress is pleased and that is always a good thing.

   After they are done, Sarah leads her slave into the bedroom.  Sarah
makes sure Pupsiie walks in front.  Pupsiie has an odd walk whenever her
asshole is stuffed.  Sarah finds the walk absolutely adorable.  Sarah gets
a good look from behind.  She is also in good position to give the plug a
slap from time to time.  The slaps are very light but it is still enough to
make the slave go to her tip toes in reaction.

   "On the bed, face up," Sarah ordered.

   Pupsiie quickly obeys.  The slave bites her lower lip in anticipation as
she watches her mistress grab a bottle of ointment from the bed stand.  Oh,
how she loves that ointment.  Her mistress always rubs it on her following
a whipping or spanking.

   As Sarah applies the ointment, the pain of the whip marks quickly
disappear.  However, Pupsiie is certain that the purpose of the procedure
goes beyond just treating the whip marks.  After all, her mistress could
have easily had Pupsiie apply the ointment herself.  But her mistress never
does that.

   No, Pupsiie is pretty sure that her mistress applies the ointment
herself as a sign of affection.  After the ointment is on, her mistress
always takes her time rubbing her warm slippery hands back and forth.  It's
always much longer than needed.  Sometimes her mistress will rub for 20
minutes or longer.  The treatments always make Pupsiie feel so good
inside...  especially when her mistress' hands slide over a nipple.

   If Pupsiie does something really bad, her mistress will sometimes whip
the girl's pussy.  God does that hurt.  However, the ointment treatment
later always makes her feel so yummy inside.  Her mistress' fingers sliding
back and forth on her sex...  it almost makes the little slave cum just
thinking about it.  It feels so good that it is almost worth the punishment
just to get the treatment...  almost.

   What makes the treatments even better is that Pupsiie can tell her
mistress likes giving them.  She can just tell by the look in her mistress'
eyes.  It makes Pupsiie feel good to know her mistress likes touching her
underdeveloped body.

   Pupsiie knows her mistress loves her.  Her mistress hides that love
pretty well most of the time they are together.  However, that love shines
in her mistress' eyes during the treatments.

   Grace's motherly love is the only type of love Pupsiie has ever really
gotten in her life.  That said, Pupsiie is certain that Sarah does love
her. It definitely isn't the same kind of love her mom expresses, but it is
still love.  This makes Pupsiie feel good inside.  She isn't sure why
though considering how much she fears and hates her mistress.

   The treatment ends up lasting 15 minutes.  Like most treatments, this
one ends with Sarah positioning herself over Pupsiie and then lowering her
crotch to the girl's face.  After 15 minutes of treatment, Pupsiie is so
charged up that she eagerly licks and sucks at her mistress' pussy.  If she
does a good enough job then maybe her mistress will let her masturbate.

   Pupsiie still finds masturbation a dirty act.  However, unlike her early
days of enslavement, she is now addicted to it.  Those few moments of
ultimate pleasure make her life so much more bearable.  It is one of the
few sexual things she is sure she would continue to do even if she was no
longer a sex slave.  It shames her to admit that to herself, but she knows
it is true.

   Some days her mistress makes her masturbate to climax only a couple
times.  However, sometimes Pupsiie is made to do it up to a dozen times or
more.  In the beginning, Pupsiie found once a day to be more than enough.
Lately, however, she finds 5 times in a day to be the perfect number.  Less
than that and she now finds it hard to concentrate on anything but sex. 
More than that, however, and she feels mentally and physically drained; not
that she doesn't already constantly feel that way.  It just seems much
worse when she spends most of her day playing with herself.

   What concerns Pupsiie is that for two days now her mistress hasn't made
her masturbate at all.  In fact, her mistress even ordered her not to do
it. Even Pupsiie's nightly exercises were put on hold.

   The first day without orgasms had been a little frustrating but not too
bad.  Yesterday, however, was horrible.  She found herself getting aroused
constantly...  often during times she didn't want to be aroused.  She even
got aroused yesterday while rimming her mistress' asshole out.  That seldom
ever happens, but when it does it is very minor arousal, unlike yesterday.

   She barely got any sleep last night either.  All she could think about
was how good it would be to masturbate.  Even when she did fall asleep she
dreamed of sex.  The dreams were very vivid and several times she got to
the verge of climax in them only to wake up in a sweat.  Even in her dreams
she was denied relief.

   Pupsiie wonders if her mistress plans to never let her have another
orgasm.  The thought was frightening.  Being forced to climax has always
seemed horrible, but being denied climaxes now seems much worse to the
little girl.

   Denying Pupsiie her climaxes is something Sarah always planned to do. 
She hadn't planned to experiment with it for another 2 months though.  She
wanted to make sure the girl was hopelessly addicted to them first.

   That said, Sarah isn't cruel enough to make the girl go forever without
a climax.  She just plans to make her slave go a week here and there
without them.  Just enough to get the girl all charged up sexually before
teaching the slave new tricks.  The hornier the girl is the more receptive
she will be to learning those tricks.  That is the theory anyway.

   Besides, Sarah likes watching the little girl climax.  She looks so
precious.  Her little nubile frame will quiver and shake; goose bumps pop
up everywhere; she turns red from head to toe; and she often makes the
sweetest sounds.

   Recent turn of events, however, require the experiment to be pushed up a
bit.  With luck, Sarah will have Grace under her control soon.  That means
it won't be long now before she has the mother and daughter playing
together.

   Sarah is pretty sure she already has enough control over Pupsiie to make
the girl perform with Grace.  That isn't enough though.  She wants to make
sure her slave has lots of climaxes while doing so.  Sure, Pupsiie will
hate every minute of it, but she will also cum her little heart out.  That
will definitely take her slutty little slave a few steps further in her
training.

   The rest of the day is pretty relaxed.  There is some physical exercise;
cunt and ass stretching; and plenty of sucking and licking her mistress'
cunt and asshole.

   Sarah also makes sure Pupsiie watches plenty of porn.  All of the porn
involves younger girls having sex with older women.  All of the younger
girls are 18 or older, but the older women are at least twice as old.

   Pupsiie doesn't seem to make the connection between the girls in the
videos and that of her and her mother.  The videos will have more meaning
to the slave in the following days though.  For now they will just serve to
keep the girl horny.  With luck, they might even generate a few dreams of
her and her mother playing together.

   Pupsiie's day of training ends around 6 p.m.  That is when Grace gets
home from work.  The day is not over for Sarah though.  It is time to
initiate her plan.

   There isn't much to the plan.  Grace and Sarah often get together on
nights when Sarah doesn't have to work.  Tonight is extra special because
not only does Sarah have the night off but Grace doesn't have to go to work
in the morning.  That means an extra glass or two of wine and staying up
much later.

   "I've got something extra special tonight," Sarah says as she pulls out
a bottle of wine.

   They don't always meet in Sarah's trailer, but Sarah had insisted on it
this time.  It not only makes it easier to administer the drug, but it
ensures Pupsiie isn't there to witness it.

   "What is it?" Grace asks as she stares at the bottle.

   Grace is not an alcohol expert.  Until Sarah came along she wasn't even
really a drinker.  Maybe one or two glasses a year at most.  Now it seems
she is drinking at least a glass a week.  Doctors recommend a glass per
day...  that is how Sarah sold it to her.

   This bottle, however, is very peculiar.  There is no label on it.  It is
corked and sealed on the top but that is it.  It is also a white wine which
they seldom have.

   "I got this during a trip to Mexico awhile back," Sarah replies.  "I'm
told it is a very rare wine.  I know it was expensive enough."

   The lack of a label is still odd, but it looks professionally
produced/sealed so Grace doesn't give it much more thought.

   The truth is that Sarah actually got the bottle of wine from a nearby
liquor store.  It is just some $6 bottle of German wine.  She can't tell
Grace that though.  The drug is going to be mixed with the wine when the
mother drinks it.  In a few days Grace will be addicted to this exact label
of wine.  If she knew the name of it then Sarah would have no control over
the woman...  or at least not as much as she would like.

   Sarah pops the cork and pours two glasses.  Sarah has no problem
drinking the wine because the drug isn't actually in the bottle.  Before
bringing the glasses out, Sarah had put two drops of the drug into Grace's
wine glass.

   "The person that sold me this warned me that some women get an addictive
high from it," Sarah says after Grace has already drank half the glass.  "I
know he was blowing smoke though.  I tried some at the store and didn't get
any buzz at all.  I bought a few bottles anyway just for kicks."

   Sarah carefully wrote out everything she planned to say.  However, now
that she is actually saying it, it just doesn't sound right.  It seems too
corny and rehearsed or something.  She decides it is best to scratch the
rest of the dialog and just sit back and let the drug do its thing.

   That of course is assuming the drug will do anything at all.  Even if
the drug really works like Dr.  Kelly claims, there is no way to know how
diluted the alcohol in the wine will make it.

   Grace made a sour face when she took her first sip of the wine.  At
first, Sarah thought maybe the drug had left behind some kind of medical
taste.  Then, Sarah took a sip from her own glass.  The taste of the wine
is far from pleasant.  Sarah now wishes she had spent a little extra on the
bottle.

   Sarah frowns when she sees Grace put the glass back on the table.  Sarah
doesn't blame the woman, it is pretty nasty tasting.  Grace isn't a big
drinker to begin with.  Sarah is certain the woman won't touch the glass
again all night.

   To Sarah's surprise, Grace only lets the glass of wine sit for a minute
before bringing it back to her lips to sip at it again.  Grace makes the
sour face again and puts it back down.  Thirty seconds later she is sipping
on it again.  Grace doesn't even put the glass down this time.  She just
holds it out in front of her as they chat.  The sips came more and more
frequently.

   Grace's glass is empty within 5 minutes.  They continued to talk, but
Sarah notices that Grace keeps eyeing the wine bottle.  It is clear the
woman wants more, but she never gets the chance to ask.  Around the 10
minute mark Grace just goes quiet.

   "Are you okay?" Sarah asks after a moment.

   "Y...yeah," Grace manages to mumble.

   Sarah continues to chitchat for another 15 minutes.  Grace continues to
respond when it is required of her, but for the most part she just stares
blankly.

   "Grace, I think you need to take your shirt off," Sarah says after a
moment of silence.

   "Huh?  What?" Grace groggily replies.  "Why would I do something like
that?"

   Sarah is speechless for a moment.  The drug is clearly working on the
woman.  She had expected Grace to just follow instructions.  Now that she
thinks about it though, she realizes the doctor had not said anything about
the drug making people susceptible to suggestion.

   "I...  uh...  thought you might be hot is all," Sarah tries to explain.

   Grace seems to have already forgotten all about it though and is looking
off into space again.  Not sure what she should do, Sarah takes Grace into
the living room so they can watch some TV.

   Sarah can tell Grace is high, but it is an odd kind of high.  The woman
is like some kind of zombie.  She seems to be able to walk and talk without
much trouble, but only when sparked to do so by Sarah.  Sarah gets the
feeling that had she not told Grace to come into the living room the woman
probably would have sat all night at the kitchen table staring at the wall.

   "Grace, do you ever masturbate," Sarah says after an hour has passed.

   "Of course not," Grace quickly lies.  "Why would you ask such a thing?"

   Grace's face takes on a look of anger for a moment but quickly blanks
out a few seconds later.

   Sarah doesn't bother to answer the question.  It is clear the woman has
already forgotten the subject.  It does concern her though as to how useful
the drug might actually be.  It doesn't seem to make Grace obey orders and
it doesn't even work as a truth serum.  If the doctor is correct, then the
drug will be addictive.  However, would that be enough?

   As she ponders the question, Sarah goes to her bedroom for a moment and
comes back with a few DVDs.  The first one she pops in is a softcore movie.


   Sarah finds Grace's reaction very interesting.  At first, the woman
seems shocked at the content.  She even asks why they are watching such
filth.  However, after a minute Grace calms down and just watches the
screen.

   The film is pretty raunchy.  It is basically a porn without the close-up
shots of the penetration.

   They watch about 30 minutes of the film before Sarah decides to kick it
up a notch.  She replaces the DVD with an actual hardcore one.  Like
before, Grace objects.  She is more upset about it also.  For a moment it
looks like the woman might actually get up and leave.  However, she slowly
calms down again and just watches the action unfold on the TV.

   "Interesting," Sarah mumbles.

   The porn they are watching is the closest thing to a "normal" one that
Sarah owns.  She only bought it because one of the female stars in it looks
very young.  Plus, it has several lesbian scenes mixed in with the standard
male/female ones.

   Grace gets a little agitated again when the first lesbian scene gets
underway.  It is clear to Sarah that Grace finds the lesbian scene
disgusting.  Grace calms down though and continues to watch it.

   A few minutes later, Sarah scoots closer to Grace.  Sarah then put her
hand around the woman's shoulder.  Grace's protest to the move doesn't last
that long.

   However, Grace protests profusely when Sarah leans in and gives the
woman a kiss.  Grace struggles to back away from the kiss but Sarah moves
with her.  This is Grace's biggest protest so far and for a moment Sarah
thinks the woman isn't going to give in.  However, slowly she does.  About
two minutes later Grace is calm once more.  That said, Grace doesn't really
return the kiss, she just doesn't fight it.

   Sarah isn't upset.  The kiss was only been an experiment.  Sarah likes
watching girls kiss, but she isn't a huge fan of doing it herself.

   Sarah sits and watches the porn with Grace for another hour before
turning it off.  Sarah then escorts the mother back to her own trailer. 
The doctor warned that the drug's "high" effect would only last a few
hours. Sarah feels it is best Grace is home in her bed when it wears off.
With luck, the woman will be asleep by then.  She might even wake up in the
morning thinking the whole thing had been a bad dream.

   While Grace does indeed sleep like a baby that night, Sarah spends most
of the night worrying.  She worries about what Grace will remember in the
morning and what actions the mother might take.

   Sarah is starting to see how poor her plan actually is.  Unfortunately,
it is too late now.  All she can do is wait and see what happens.

   Sarah pulls herself out of bed early so she can monitor Grace via the
hidden cameras.  From what Sarah can tell, Grace seems to be going about
her day like normal.  She makes breakfast, does dishes, cleans clothes,
etc.

   "Maybe the drug wiped her memory after all," Sarah thinks to herself.

   A few hours later, Sarah goes to Grace's trailer to test the theory.

   "What do you want!?" Grace growls when she opens the door to find Sarah
standing there.

   Sarah is speechless for a moment.  It is clear that Grace remembers
everything.

   It takes Sarah a moment to get her train of thought.  "I...  I thought
you might want to talk about last night."

   "There is nothing to talk about.  You're a pervert and I don't want to
talk to you.  I also don't want my daughter around you any more either."

   Grace slams the door in Sarah's face.  Sarah swallows hard as she
ponders what Grace might do next.  Surely she is starting to question what
Sarah might have done to Pupsiie in the past few months.  A perverted
lesbian babysitting her pretty daughter...  what mother wouldn't suspect
foul play?  Sarah kicks herself for taking such a gamble with Grace and the
drug.  Why didn't she test it out on Dirty Dan first?

   Sarah goes back to her trailer and starts packing her bags.  She wants
to be ready if Grace calls the police.  She packs everything of value
except the receiver for the hidden cameras.  She needs that out still so
she can monitor Grace.

   Sarah can't believe how badly she screwed everything up.  It had all
seemed so simple the day before.  Now she is on the verge of having to go
on the run from the cops.  On top of that, she will be doing so without her
slave in tow.  All of that work and she will be leaving empty handed.  It
is very upsetting to say the least.

   To Sarah's surprise though, Grace never makes the call.  She doesn't
even have a sit down talk with her daughter.  Sarah guesses that the woman
is just ignoring the obvious because it is too horrible for the mother to
face.  Whatever the reason is, it is a good thing for Sarah.  The longer
Grace delays the greater the effects of the drug will become...  assuming
it is working.

   It is only a couple hours before Grace starts pacing back and forth in
her bedroom.  Grace reaches for the phone a few times but never dials
anything.  This goes on until about 2 p.m.  It is then that Grace picks up
the phone and actually dials a number.  Sarah grabs a couple bags and is
headed for the door before Grace can even finish dialing.  She is about to
open her front door when her phone suddenly rings.

   "Hello," Sarah answers, praying that it is indeed Grace calling her.

   "I'm...  I'm sorry I got mad earlier," Grace whispers.

   Sarah almost jumps for joy when she hears Grace's voice on the other
end.

   "You really upset me," Sarah replies.

   There is silence on the other end.  For a moment, Sarah is afraid she
overplayed her cards.  If anyone has the right to be upset it is Grace, not
Sarah.  If the drug isn't working as advertised then Sarah's last comment
might send the woman over the edge.

   "I'm sorry," Grace finally replies.

   "It's okay," Sarah replies as she struggles to keep from laughing.  "Did
you want to come over and talk about it?"

   "Yes!" Grace replies a little too anxiously.

   Grace hangs up the phone without even saying goodbye.  A minute later
she is knocking on Sarah's door.  For fun, Sarah makes Grace knock on the
door for almost 2 minutes before answering.

   Sarah thinks about answering the door in one of her dominatrix outfits.
However, she doesn't want to push her luck.  So, instead she is wearing a
semitransparent nightgown with no underwear on underneath.  It will be just
enough to make Grace feel uncomfortable, but not enough to scare her away.

   "Would you like some wine?" Sarah asks after leading Grace to the living
room.

   Sarah originally planned to make Grace beg for the wine.  However, she
is anxious to get the show started.

   "Yes, please!" Grace replies.

   Like the night before, Grace's glass is already laced with the drug. 
Sarah fills the glass but pulls it out of reach of Grace before she can
grab it.

   "Oh, wait," Sarah says as she pulls it away.  "I forgot about what
happened last night.  If we start drinking again then we'll just end up
necking on the couch.  I know how much that upset you.  Maybe it is best if
we don't drink."

   "No!" Grace replies in shock.  "I mean...  well...  it's...  okay."

   The words could barely be heard.  Sarah can tell the sentence is one of
the hardest things the mother has ever had to say.  The blush on the
woman's face also tells Sarah that Grace is fully aware of what she is
agreeing too.

   Sarah gives Grace an evil smile.  "Are you sure?"

   "Y...yes," Grace replies as her face turns a brighter shade of red.

   "Oh, I'm so happy," Sarah says as she puts the glass down and gives
Grace a big hug.  "I just knew you liked me in the same way."

   Grace doesn't return the hug.  She doesn't fight it either.  She doesn't
even fight when Sarah backs away slightly and gives the woman a kiss on the
lips.  The kiss doesn't last long, but it is long enough to make it clear
it is more than just a friendly one.

   Sarah almost laughs when she backs away further and sees the expression
on Grace's face.  Grace appears to be shocked, embarrassed, and disgusted
all at the same time.  Sarah also notices that the woman never takes her
eyes off the "prize" for very long.  Grace is constantly glancing down at
the wine glass on the coffee table.

   As they sit on the couch, Grace reaches out and grabs the glass of wine.
She makes it look casual, but Sarah can see the desperation in Grace's
eyes. It is especially apparent when Grace takes the first drink.  It
starts as a sip but turns into a large gulp of the precious fluid.  Grace
doesn't even get the glass back to the table before pulling it back to her
lips for yet another drink.  Within a minute the glass is empty.

   Sarah doesn't bother pouring herself a glass.  Instead, she just watches
Grace.  Grace doesn't even seem to notice.  She is just glad to drink the
fluid.  The wine still tastes bitter and disgusting, yet it also seems the
best thing in the world.  Even better, it seems to quench the craving that
had all but driven her insane all day.

   Even as the euphoric effects flood her brain, Grace knows there is
something very wrong going on.  It concerns her greatly, yet somehow that
concern seems irrelevant.  All that really matters is that the cravings
have stopped.  Even the euphoric effects pale in comparison to the relief
of getting rid of those cravings.

   "No.  We...  we shouldn't," Grace mumbles as Sarah scoots closer and
embraces the woman once more.

   Sarah pays her no mind.  It is important that Grace learns there is a
price to be paid for the removal of the cravings.  Sarah will keep it
simple for about a week...  some necking and maybe a little nudity. 
However, after that the price will become much steeper.

   6.

   The next five days are horrible for Grace.  The first few nights she
manages to convince herself that she would not give in to the cravings. 
Yet every morning she found herself crawling back to Sarah.

   Grace isn't sure what is worse, the fact that she gives in to the
cravings or that she does so earlier each day.  By the fifth day she is
visiting Sarah's trailer before the cravings even become unbearable.

   She no longer sees a point in fighting the addiction.  Sure, she
remembers why she originally fought it.  However, those reasons just seem
irrelevant now.  Why suffer through the withdraws if you don't have too?

   Even the sexual contact with Sarah no longer seems worth fighting
against.  It is still just as disgusting, but there are lots of things she
has to do in life that aren't pleasurable.  That is simply the price of
getting by.

   Grace does argue a bit, however, when Sarah tells her to quit her jobs.
Grace has a nice chunk of money saved away but that is supposed to be
Pupsiie's college fund.  Grace finally gives in though.  She convinces
herself that it will be okay to dip into the college fund a little bit.

   It's not like she has much choice.  Sarah controls the wine and the wine
controls Grace.  This thought frightens Grace.  She knows that nothing good
will come from continuing to drink the wine.  Everything is just going to
get worse and worse.  She should go to the hospital and get some kind of
drug rehab.  Yet, the thought of going without the drug is horrifying.

   While Grace suffers, Sarah has a ball.  Everything seems to be going her
way.  Even Dr.  Kelly seems happy.  He doesn't even show concern when Sarah
lets him know she used the drug on the mother instead of the daughter.

   Dr.  Kelly scares Sarah, but she has to admit that it is kind of
exciting to be "working" with the guy.  There was a time when she was
younger that Sarah considered going into the nursing field.  The phase
didn't last long, but deep down there is a small part of her that still
wishes she had gone that route.

   Working with the doctor brings new life to that hidden desire, despite
the fact she is more of a lab assistant for the man than a nurse.  She
isn't going to be signing up for any nursing classes any time soon, but it
is a fun departure from her normal routine.

   Sarah especially likes how interested the doctor is with all the
details. He not only watches the video she sent him but also asks all kinds
of questions about Grace and her reactions to the drug.  He seems riveted
on every word Sarah speaks.

   It is time for phase two.  That is how Dr.  Kelly put it.  The doctor
often speaks professionally like that.  Grace is always referred to as the
"subject" and she is considered a controlled project participant, not a
victim.

   "Aren't you up bright and early today," Sarah says as she opens her door
to find Grace standing there.  "I think someone has a crush on me."

   Grace wants to tell Sarah to go to hell.  The cravings are tolerable
right now, but they are still strong enough to remind her to bite her
tongue.

   Sarah turns and walks to the couch.  Grace doesn't need to be told to
follow.  They always "play" on the couch.  Grace makes sure she locks the
door before following.  The last thing she needs is for her daughter to
barge in.  She would just die if her daughter found out about any of this.

   Grace is almost to the couch when she suddenly freezes in her tracks. 
Sitting on the coffee table is a skinny turkey baster.  It is a simple
item, but it gives Grace great apprehension as to why it would be so close
to the couch.

   "W...what's that for," Grace says as she slowly continues toward the
couch.

   "Just sit the fuck down," Sarah growls.

   They are going to play a new game today and Sarah isn't sure how Grace
will react.  If Grace starts to protest then Sarah wants her in arms reach
so she can slap her around a little.

   "Take your clothes off first you idiot," Sarah growls.

   Sarah rolls her eyes at Grace's stupidity.  It is nice to see her react
so quickly to the "sit" command, but what is the world coming to where you
have to remind your slave to get undressed first?

   Sarah sits back on the couch and smiles as she watches Grace strip down.
Sarah finds it cute how embarrassed Grace still gets by something as simple
as removing her clothes.  She can only imagine how embarrassed Grace is
going to be once they start playing their new game.

   Grace blushes profusely as she takes her clothes off.  The withdraw
symptoms are not that bad yet and Grace knows she has the strength to fight
Sarah's demands.  While she can win the battle, Grace knows the symptoms
will get much worse and she will eventually lose the war.  So, she
complies.

   It's not like she hasn't gotten naked in front of Sarah already anyway.
The last couple days involved full nudity as well.  Yesterday, Grace even
had to suck on Sarah's breast.  God, what a nightmare that was.  Grace
still can't believe she actually put her lips on another woman's breast.

   What is worse is that Grace was turned on a little at the time.  She
told herself it really wasn't her fault.  Sarah had a small vibrator she
kept rubbing between Grace's legs.  Grace tried her best not to let the
vibrator get to her but the damn thing was just too persistent.  It was
even worse when Sarah noticed Grace's arousal and made fun of it.

   Once naked, Grace daintily sits on the couch.  As she sits she notices
the blanket on the couch is different than the one the day before.  Grace
is thankful that Sarah frequently changes the cover.  Grace isn't a
germaphobe but sitting naked just isn't sanitary in her opinion.  People
are...  dirty down there.  The idea of sitting naked on the same cover more
than a couple days in a row is enough to almost make Grace sick to her
stomach.

   Sarah rolls her eyes again when she sees Grace sit down.  The woman is
always acting so prim and proper.  Even now she is sitting like she is some
kind of lady of nobility.  She is on the edge of the couch and has her legs
together and crossed at the ankles.  Her back is straight and she has her
left hand across her lap such that it helps hide her vagina.  Her right
hand is across her chest in order to cover her nipples.

   The way Grace sits seems a little out of place but Sarah has to admit
she looks kind of cute this way.  Sarah thinks about maybe teaching Pupsiie
to sit this way also...  only with the hands on her knees or something so
she isn't hiding anything.  It would be such a turn on to see both mother
and daughter sitting next to each other like this.

   Sarah stands and then steps in front of Grace.  Grace blushes but
doesn't hesitate to reach up and start undressing her neighbor.  This is
the third day she has made Grace do this.  However, it is the first time
Grace does so without having to be threatened first.  It is a good sign the
woman is giving in.

   Sarah is wearing a sheer one piece nightgown and it only takes a few
seconds for Grace to remove it.

   Sarah straddles Grace's lap.  "Did my little slut miss me?  You must
have if you are showing up this early."

   With her lap trapped between Sarah's legs, Grace is immobilized from the
waist down.  A spark shoots through Grace's body as Sarah's warm breasts
rub up against her own.

   The spark feels good but it is an unwelcome sensation.  Grace quickly
leans back in order to distance herself from her neighbor.  She stops
mid-way when she realizes Sarah's upper body is following her down.  Grace
supports herself on her elbows but the extra weight is too much and she
finally continues her journey backward.

   Grace comes to a stop when her shoulders press against the back of the
couch.  However, she feels Sarah angling her to the left.  A few seconds
later she is lying flat on her back on the seat cushions with Sarah on top.

   Grace feels smothered with Sarah laying on top of her.  Sarah goes out
of her way to ensure most of her weight is on top of the woman.  The less
air the woman gets the more compliant she will become.

   For a couple minutes, Sarah just lays there and enjoys the warmth of
Grace's body below her.  Grace doesn't want to upset Sarah so she forces
herself not to struggle under the woman's weight.  Instead, she just takes
quick shallow breaths.

   Grace's plan works until Sarah leans in and puts her mouth near Grace's.
This significantly reduces Grace's air supply further since it is mainly
recycled air she is taking in.

   Grace feels as though she is suffocating.  She starts panicking and
tries to push Sarah off her.  Her oxygen starve muscles are too weak now
though.  The struggle just makes her use up even more of her oxygen supply.


   Sarah holds the woman down until the struggles die out.  She then rolls
off to the side.  Grace takes several deep breaths before she settles down.

   Sarah is on her side at the outer edge of the couch.  All it would take
is one push from Grace to send the woman to the floor.  Sarah knows Grace
doesn't have the balls to do it.  The past week has drained too much will
power out of the woman.

   Sarah has Grace turn until she is on her side and they were facing each
other.  Grace doesn't even resist when Sarah leans in and starts kissing
her.

   Sarah normally isn't a big fan of kissing.  However, she knows Grace
hates it much more.  That in turn excites Sarah.  In the weeks to come,
Sarah will cut back on all the kissing.  It just doesn't seem right to kiss
your slave that often.  Right now, however, the kisses seem to help bring
Grace down a few notches.  Sarah can tell it sickens, embarrasses and
confuses the woman.

   As they kiss, Sarah slides in closer to Grace until their bodies were
tight against each other.  Grace is already sweating and her slick skin
feels so yummy.  As they slide against each other, Sarah forces her right
leg between Grace's.  This maneuver puts her thigh against Grace's pussy
and Grace's thigh against Sarah's.

   Grace blushes profusely at this new position.  It is the most intimate
position the two have shared so far.  It feels so dirty and...  well, gay.
In the past several days they have done things that Grace considered
sexual. However, this new position is more than just that.  This is love
making.

   The position is humiliating and disgusting to Grace.  What upsets her
even more is that she is getting sexually stimulated by it.  How could she
not?  Their bodies are pressed together as though they are one.  Even the
nasty sweat between them seems to act as a conduit joining them together.
As they slither against each other it is hard for Grace to tell where her
body ends and Sarah's begins.

   "Is my little slut getting horny?" Sarah whispers.

   The comment brings a fresh flush to Grace's face.  For a moment she had
started to loose herself in the intimate embrace.  She isn't sure what
upset her more...  that she allowed herself to enjoy the embrace or that
Sarah interrupted her.

   Sarah pulls herself away from Grace.  "You are going to have to work a
lot harder than this before I let you cum."

   Sarah sits up and then pulls Grace to a sitting position as well.  The
smell of female arousal perfumes the air.  Grace blushes knowing that part
of that smell belongs to her.

   Grace's eyes get big with excitement when she sees Sarah pour a large
glass of wine.  The withdraw symptoms still aren't that strong but she
still very much wants a drink of the wine.

   Grace waits patiently, but Sarah never slides the glass over to her. 
Instead, she picks up the thin turkey baster and puts the tip into the
glass.  Air bubbles to the surface as Sarah squeezes the bulb on the
baster. A second later the level of the wine in the glass goes down as a
bunch of it is sucked up into the baster.

   Grace looks on in curiosity as Sarah leans back against the couch. 
Grace's face then flushes when the baster moves to above Sarah's chest. 
Sarah gives the bulb a tiny squeeze and four small drops of wine drip down
between her breasts.

   Sarah gives Grace an evil smile.  "Thirsty?"

   Grace doesn't do anything at first.  She simply stares as the drops of
wine mix with the sweat between Sarah's breasts.  She wants those drops of
wine so very much.  However, she can't bring herself to dive in after them.
It is too disgusting and demeaning to do so.

   "I won't do it!" Grace thinks to herself.  "I just can't!"

   Even as she thinks this Grace finds herself bending forward.  Her face
is only inches from Sarah's chest before she catches herself.  She holds
herself back for only a couple seconds.  She is just too close to that
precious fluid now to keep from finishing the journey.

   A tingle shoots through Grace's body as her tongue licks up between
Sarah's breasts.  The tartness of the wine mixed with the saltiness of the
sweat is an odd flavor.  Still, it provides Grace with what her body
desires.

   The few drops are not enough.  Sarah starts bathing the area with her
tongue in hopes of finding remnants of wine she might have missed.  She
licks for almost a minute before it is clear there is no more wine to be
had.  All she is left with is the humiliation of what she just did.

   "Good girl," Sarah praises her efforts.

   Grace watches with excitement as the tip of the baster rises above
Sarah's chest again.  This time three drops fall right on Sarah's right
nipple and quickly runs down the frong and into the crease at the bottom of
her breast.

   Grace holds back for only a second before she dives in again with her
tongue.  Most of the wine runs to the bottom of Sarah's breast, so that is
where Grace's tongue goes first.  There is a ton more sweat in this area
than wine, but Grace still gets a large tingle as she licks it clean.

   Grace bathes the area for half a minute and then licks her way up the
side of the breast until she reaches the nipple.  For an instant she thinks
about pulling back and leaving the nipple alone.  However, she knows there
are traces of wine still there.  Reluctantly, she runs her tongue across it
and swipes it clean.  She gives the nipple 7 more licks before she is sure
it is spotless.

   Sarah smiles as they play their new game.  It is more than just a game
though...  it's also an experiment.  Unlike the past few days, this wine
has none of the drug in it.  Sarah notes that Grace doesn't seem to be able
to tell the difference.  This is exactly as it is supposed to be.  She
knows Dr.  Kelly will be very happy with this new data.

   Sarah puts a few drops on her left breast and then moans in pleasure as
Grace licks it off.  Next comes her belly.  She spreads the drops out a bit
in this area and even makes sure one drop goes into her belly button. 
Grace dives right in.  She sucks on the bellybutton first.  Then she licks
Sarah's whole belly off.

   Grace is certain where the next drops are going to go.  She is
pleasantly surprised, however, when the tip of the baster goes higher and
not lower.  However, she looks on in disgust as three drops fall and ran
across Sarah's armpit.

   It takes Grace a moment to convince herself that these drops are worth
chasing after.  Just 10 minutes ago Grace had been coming up with reasons
not to chase the wine with her tongue.  Now she is trying to find reasons
she should.

   It is a sure sign she has already lost the battle.  She can argue with
herself all she wants, in the end she knows she will chase the wine no
matter where it drips.  A couple tears run from her eyes.

   Grace's face and shoulders turn a bright red as she licks at Sarah's
armpit.  It is almost too humiliating to bear.  It is even worse than
licking the breast.  For an instant, Grace wonders why Sarah would want her
to do such a thing.  Then she realizes the obvious answer...  because she
can.

   The next drops go to the other armpit.  Licking this one clean is just
as humiliating as the first one had been.

   Right when Grace thinks she can't be humiliated any further, Sarah leans
forward and lets several drops fall onto her bare right foot.  Grace looks
on in disbelief as Sarah brings the foot up and sits it in Grace's lap.

   As disgusting as the thought of licking the foot is, Grace already knows
she will do it.  She just needs a moment to steady herself for the wave of
humiliation she knows will hit her once she starts licking.

   Grace is not disappointed.  The humiliation is beyond comprehension. 
She can't believe Sarah is making her do this.  A week ago Grace would have
sworn they were best friends.  Now she is being made to lick the woman's
feet.

   Sarah moans, "That's a good slut.  Get between each toe.  Don't stop
until my foot is nice and clean."

   Sarah can't believe how good it feels to have Grace licking her feet. 
It is sensual and at the same time gives her a great feeling of power over
the woman.  She will have to try this more often.

   7.

   "Ya came back for more I see," Dan says as he opens his back door to let
Pupsiie in.  "Well, get in here."

   It is only 10 a.m.  but Pupsiie can tell that Dan is drunk.  She doesn't
want to have anything to do with a drunk pedophile, but she is too scared
of what her mistress will do if she doesn't go into Dan's trailer.

   After Pupsiie squeezes past him, Dan glances around outside.  This is a
very dangerous game he is playing.  He would probably get tossed back in
prison just for having this girl in his trailer.  He can't resist though.
She is a pedophile's dream come true.  She is cute, young and hot to trot.

   "Did I say you could sit?" Dan snaps at the girl when he turns to see
her sitting on the couch.

   Pupsiie quickly jumps up.  She also swallows hard.  Dan had been
demanding during their first visit, but there had been a feel in the room
that it was Pupsiie who really had the power.  Pupsiie had hoped to
maintain that power.  However, Dan's tone makes it clear this is not going
to be the case.

   The truth is that Pupsiie still technically has the power.  All it would
take from her would be one phone call to put Dirty Dan back in jail for
many years.  Dan knows this to be the case and so does Pupsiie.  However,
Pupsiie made the mistake of coming back for more.  He doesn't know about
Sarah, so from his perspective it seems clear that Pupsiie likes how he
treated her last time.  Thus, the threat of her going to the cops is
significantly lower.

   Dan sits on the couch.  "Get me a beer from the fridge."

   Pupsiie is still a little shocked but she immediately complies.  As she
makes her journey, she wonders if she should try to bluff Dan in order to
regain some of the power.

   As she approaches the couch again, Pupsiie realizes it is too dangerous.
Even if she could gather the willpower to try, Pupsiie would be 10 times
worse off if the guy called her bluff.  It would show him exactly how much
power he really has over her.  Once he knows that then there is no telling
what he might make her do.

   Dan takes the beer from her, opens it and then looks back to the TV. 
Not sure what she should do, Pupsiie just continues to stand there.  Her
mistress often makes her stand like this also.  However, she barely knows
Dan and it makes her feel stupid to just stand there.  Yet, she is too
scared to ask for permission to sit.

   Dan chugs his beer down in less than 2 minutes.  He crushes the can in
his fist and hands it to Pupsiie.  "Beer me."

   Dan tells her to sit when she returns with the beer.  He puts his left
hand around her but otherwise leaves her alone.

   Not sure what she should do, Pupsiie just watches the TV.  It is a porn
videos playing of course.  She sits quietly and watches as a petite young
blonde gets fucked up the ass by a man with a huge dick.  The experience
doesn't seem that pleasurable for the girl on the screen.  Pupsiie is no
stranger to having things up her ass and knows exactly how the girl must
feel.

   It is another 5 to 7 minutes before Dan finally finishes the beer.  He
crumples the can and gives it a toss behind him toward the kitchen. 
Pupsiie jerks when she hears the can bang around on the linoleum floor.  If
he was aiming for the trash can than he clearly missed.  As drunk as he is,
Pupsiie is surprised the guy could even hit the kitchen floor.

   "Do you like that scene," Dan asks as he watches the girl stare at the
TV.  "If you are good then maybe we will do that during your next visit."

   Pupsiie blushes when she hears the announcement.  At the same time she
feels a bit relieved.  Dan said basically the same thing the last time she
was here.  He apparently forgot his promise.  She isn't about to remind
him.

   While she is relieved, Pupsiie is also embarrassed for getting caught
watching the TV.  She chastises herself for watching it.  It had just been
a natural reaction after so many months of her mistress making her watch
porn.  Her recent chastity didn't help either.  Normally, hetro porn makes
her a little sick to her stomach.  She just isn't desensitized to it like
she is the lesbian porn her mistress always shows her.

   While the video is turning her on a little bit, Pupsiie still hates
watching it while sitting next to Dan.  She would rather be with her
mistress.  Well, actually she would rather be home alone.

   Pupsiie is happy that she hasn't had to spend any time with her mistress
these last couple days.  However, it worries her that something might be
wrong.  Sarah is still calling the girl and giving her homework
assignments, but that is it.

   Her mom lost her jobs or something so it kind of makes sense that Sarah
isn't babysitting Pupsiie right now.  However, Pupsiie can tell there is
something else going on.  She just can't put her finger on it yet.  It is
just so odd to see her mother without a job.  Sure, she has lost jobs
before.  However, this is the first time she lost all her jobs at the same
time.  Pupsiie doesn't question it too much though.  It is nice having her
mother at home to protect her from Mistress Sarah.  Or at least protect her
a little bit from the woman.

   As she thinks about this, Pupsiie takes quick glances down at Dan's lap.
The guy is wearing sweat pants like the last time Pupsiie visited.  She can
see his cock getting hard underneath the soft material.  It won't be long
now.

   Pupsiie no more than thinks this when she feels the hand on her shoulder
start to apply pressure.  He is pushing her upper body down toward his
crotch.  She doesn't want to suck the man's dick, but she knows struggling
is pointless.

   Pupsiie still resists a little though so he knows she isn't fond of the
idea.  Dan doesn't seem to pay any mind.  He just keeps pushing until she
is bent over his lap.  He then reaches in to his sweat pants and pulls his
dick and balls out.  When he lets go of the pants the elastic waist band
pushes his balls up into a neat tight package at the base of his cock.

   Dan moves his hand to the back of Pupsiie's head.  "Breakfast time."

   Pupsiie scrunches her nose up in disgust when she is close enough to get
a good whiff of the man's crotch.  He smells like he hasn't washed in days.

   For a brief instant, Pupsiie thinks about sinking her teeth into Dan's
dick.  It is just a thought.  She wouldn't dare actually do it.  If Dan
didn't rough her up for it, her mistress surely would.

   "Oh, yeah," Dan moans when Pupsiie sucks the head of his dick into her
mouth.

   The head of Dan's dick is hard yet soft.  As much as it sickens her to
suck on the thing, Pupsiie has to admit it is more comfortable in her mouth
than the dildos Sarah always makes her suck.

   "Ugh!" Pupsiie lets out when the head of the cock suddenly goes from
being in her mouth to being deep in her throat.

   Dan catches her off guard and pushes her head down until her lips are at
the base of his dick.  Pupsiie struggles to pull her head back up but Dan
holds her in place.

   "You better get used to it," Dan says as she continues to struggle. 
"I'm about to give your throat a nice workout."

   Pupsiie is struggling too much to make out what Dan is saying.  She only
cares about getting the large dick out of her throat.

   Pupsiie gasps for breath when Dan finally lets her pull back off the
dick.  "Huh!  Huh!"

   "Ugh!" she lets out a second later when the dick shots back down her
throat.

   This time Dan only holds her down a couple seconds before letting her
come back up for breath.  She barely gets one breath though before Dan
shoves her head back down.

   Pupsiie starts making sickening, almost inhuman sounds as Dan forces her
head up and down on his dick.  It is hard to tell if she is trying to beg
for mercy or if she is just choking on the huge slab of meat.

   Up.  Down.

   Up.  Down.

   "He's fucking my throat!" Pupsiie thinks in horror as Dan's dick keeps
sliding in and out.

   Pupsiie struggles for almost two minutes before she just doesn't have
any more fight left in her.  She is getting enough air to keep her alive
but not enough to feed her struggling muscles.  Finally, her neck, arms and
other muscles go slack.  Her body doesn't even have the strength to choke
anymore.

   Pupsiie doesn't pass out but she is on the verge of it.  It starts to
feel almost like a sick dream to her.  Her brain is kind of floating as she
looks down at Dan's lap get close then far away over and over again.  Each
time she goes down, Dan's large balls push up against her nose and block
her view of his lap.  Then the balls are down below her several inches and
she can take a breath.

   Pupsiie can still feal the dick sliding in and out of her throat but the
pain seems to be gone now.  All that seems to matter was getting that quick
short breath each timer her head rises.

   "That's a good girl," Dan says as Pupsiie calms down and starts to
accept his dick.  "I knew you would like getting face fucked."

   As he says this, Dan reaches down with his free hand and parts Pupsiie's
legs.  He then reaches in and starts diddling the girl.  Dan is a sick
bastard that knows about everything there is to know about sex.  That
includes autoerotic asphyxiation.  Done just right and Dan can turn this
vicious throat fuck into the best climax of the young girl's life.  Of
course, done wrong and it could end up being her last climax also.

   Dan hasn't throat fucked a girl to death yet and he doesn't plan to make
Pupsiie the first.  He keeps a close eye on her to make sure she is getting
just the right amount of oxygen.

   Pupsiie is floating so high that she doesn't even notice the finger. 
However, in the middle or her dreamy nightmare she starts to feel a tingle
deep inside her.  It starts out small but grows rather fast.

   "Mmph," Pupsiie groans around Dan's dick as the tingling starts to fill
her whole body.

   "That's my girl," Dan groans as he feels the child start to come back to
life.  "Help me shove that dick down your throat and I'll give you a climax
you won't soon forget."

   Very gradually, Dan starts applying less and less pressure at the back
of Pupsiie's head.  After a minute he is able to remove his hand and the
girl continues to throat fuck herself.  She isn't as fast and brutal as Dan
but that is okay.  He can just lean back now and let her do all the work.
All he has to do is wiggle his index finger a little on her little nubbin.

   "Mmph," Pupsiie groans again as tingling continues to build.

   "Not yet sugar," Dan whispers as he slows his finger down a little. 
"You don't get to cum until you have a belly full of mine."

   Dan is pretty sure the girl's brain is too oxygen starved to understand
much of what he is saying.  It still turns him on to say it though.

   "Almost there," Dan informs her.  "Almost there.  Just a little more."

   It is time for the grand finale.  Dan's finger suddenly go into
overdrive.

   "Mmph!  Mmph!" Pupsiie groans.

   The climax hits her like a ton of bricks.  She can't believe how strong
it is.  It is more than her brain can process.  All she knows for sure is
that it has something to do with that dick in her throat.  So, she sucks
and bobs her head on it as hard as she can.

   "Fuck!" Dan lets out as he fills the girl's stomach with sperm.

   Pupsiie is sucking on his dick so hard that it is almost painful.  It is
as though she is trying to suck his nuts into her belly via his dick.  She
might not have gotten his nuts but she sure as hell emptied them.

   He lets the little girl work his dick long after his climax is over. 
Finally he pulls her reluctantly off his dick so she can get some air.  Had
he let her continue she probably would have killed herself.  That's how
strong an asphyxiation climax can be for some people.  Or so he heard.  It
isn't something Dan cared to try for himself.

   As she gets more air, Pupsiie's climax finally starts to die down.  Her
head starts to clear also.  First she blushes at how eagerly she just
worked on Dan's nasty dick.  However, then she starts to get worried.  Her
mistress gave her strict orders not to cum.  She prays that the cock
muffled her moans enough that her mistress didn't hear them via the hidden
mic.

   Once he is sure the girl is going to be okay, Dan raises her legs up so
that she is lying on the couch with her head in his lap.

   Pupsiie pants for a while and then starts to drift off to sleep.  As she
drifts off Dan brings the tip of his leaking dick to the girl's lips. 
Pupsiie parts her lips and starts suckling on it as she dozes off.

   Dan reaches down with his hand and starts lightly fingering the girl. 
He then looks back at the TV so he can watch the rest of the porn.  He
isn't as young as he used to be.  It will be at least another 30 minutes
before he is ready for round two.  Until then, he will let the girl dream
of sugar plums and the taste of his cum.

   As he watches the video, Dan wonders how many times he will have to fuck
the girl's throat before she starts to crave it.  It is really hard to say.
Some girls it only takes one day before they start associating the
asphyxiation climaxes with the feel of his dick in their throat.  Others it
takes several sessions.

   It can be a lot of work, but the end results are worth it.  Once they
start craving it all you have to do is pull your dick out and lay back. 
The girl takes care of the rest.  Hell, you don't even have to diddle them
to climax anymore unless you are feeling generous.

   Several hours later, Dan is smiling as Pupsiie leaves his trailer.  He
made some good progress with the girl today.  For one thing, her gag reflex
is completely gone.  Also, by the time they got to the last throat fuck of
the day, the girl was only struggling for about a minute before he could
let go and she would take over.

   Dan chuckles at the thought of how many brain cells the girl probably
lost today.  Half of those brain cells died from lack of oxygen, the other
half were fried during her intense orgasms.

   Dan found that if you throat fuck a girl on a frequent basis then she
becomes a nice compliant ditsy little fuck toy.  A throat fuck a day keeps
the brain cells away...  that is Dan's motto.

   That said, Dan knows he can't continue to throat fuck Pupsiie as much as
he did today.  If he did that each time she visited then she would be a
drooling retard within a month.  No, twice per visit is more than enough.
Today was just to break her in.

   Pupsiie is still dizzy as she makes her way back home.  She lost track
of how many times the man fucked her throat.  She tried to keep count but
her brain just couldn't manage it.  All she seemed to be able to focus on
was her climaxes and Dan's dick in her throat.

   Pupsiie isn't sure how she should feel about the day's activities.  She
knows what Dan did to her is very horrible.  In the beginning it had even
felt that way.  However, her climaxes had been so vicious and seemed to
last forever.

   Pupsiie doesn't really want to suck Dan's dick again.  Yet, she isn't
sure she wants to go without another one of those intense orgasms.  It is
very confusing.  Especially for her dizzy head.  The only thing she knows
for sure is that she is in some serious trouble if her mistress noticed all
those climaxes.

   8.

   After spending the morning licking and sucking at Sarah's armpits and
feet, Grace tries once more to fight the cravings.  However, she is safely
home in her trailer for less than 30 minutes before she starts thinking
about caving in yet again.  It scares her how quickly the cravings return
this time.  In prior days she made it at least 12 to 15 hours before it got
this bad.

   More than ever, Grace feels she needs medical help.  This is no way to
live.  She looks over at the telephone but that is as far as she gets. 
Despite how much she hates this addiction and how Sarah takes advantage of
it, she somehow loves that wine even more.

   "Sarah only has a few bottles," Grace tries to reason with herself. 
"I'll go in for treatment once those are gone."

   Grace still tries to fight the cravings though.  There is a reason she
left Sarah's house earlier.  Right when Grace thought things couldn't get
any worse, Sarah had let a few drops of the wine drip down on her pussy. 
Grace can't believe she actually leaned in toward Sarah's pussy.  Thank God
she caught herself before she started licking.

   Grace begged Sarah to put drops elsewhere but Sarah refused.

   "I just can't lick...  there," Grace tried to explain.

   "Get licking or get out," Sarah had growled.

   Grace left but she is already wishing she had stayed.  She could have
just leaned in and licked the wine up.  However, if she goes back now she
is certain that Sarah will make her beg for the privilege.  Grace isn't
sure she could survive any more humiliation today.  Yet, the cravings are
so strong.

   Grace makes it almost a full hour before she finds herself standing at
Sarah's door.  She doesn't even remember walking over let alone making the
decision to do so.  This same thing happened a couple days ago.  One moment
she had been in her bedroom fighting against the cravings.  The next moment
she found herself standing in Sarah's trailer begging for more of the wine.


   "I knew you really wanted to taste my cunt," Sarah says as she opens the
door.

   Grace gives Sarah a dirty look.  Grace knew this treatment was coming
but it still makes her grind her teeth in anger.  Sarah is supposed to be
her friend.  She should be helping Grace with her problem, not taking
advantage of it.

   Several times Grace has thought about stealing the wine from Sarah. 
Grace just doesn't seem to be able to get up the willpower to pull it off.
Granted, if Sarah ever refused Grace the precious fluid for too long then
she is certain she could acquire that willpower.  However, as long as she
was getting a taste Grace just couldn't build enough up.  Plus, there was
just something about Sarah.  While she was about the same size as Grace,
Sarah somehow seemed much stronger or something.  Grace couldn't put her
finger on it but the thought of upsetting Sarah, let alone stealing from
her, was scary.

   Sarah turns from the door and walks toward the living room.  "Are you
ready to eat some pussy?"

   Grace closes her eyes tight for a second, praying that this is all just
a bad dream.  However, when she opens them up she is still standing in
Sarah's doorway.  She takes a deep breath and steps forward.

   The journey to the couch seems to take forever, yet Grace gets there all
too soon.  She is about to kneel down in front of Sarah when she notices
the small video camera in her neighbor's right hand.

   "Wha..."

   "Shut up and get to work," Sarah interrupts.

   Grace stares at the camera for a few seconds but finally gives in and
goes to her knees.  Things couldn't possibly get any worse?  Then she finds
her face just inches from Sarah's cunt.  Sarah's cunt doesn't look bad or
even really smell bad.  Yet, just the thought of what she is about to do
makes Grace feel ill.  Grace is still staring at it when the turkey baster
full of wine comes into view.  Grace's instinct is to grab the baster and
suck the contents out.  She knows that will upset Sarah though so she
restrains herself.

   Grace expects Sarah to drip the wine on the cunt.  However, she doesn't.
Instead, Grace looks on in horror as the baster lowers to the cunt and then
sinks deep inside.  A second later and the baster is empty and the cunt
full of wine.

   Sarah smiles down at Grace.  "Get to work."

   Grace scrunches her nose up in disgust.  She came back over her
expecting to have to lick the wine off Sarah's petals, not suck it out of
her hole!  Yet, there is a whole baster's worth of wine inside there.  It's
a prize she just can't deny herself.

   Grace starts to move forward but then freezes when she sees Sarah point
the camera at her.  Grace holds there for a second and then continues
forward.  She can't believe Sarah is filming this.  She is frightened at
what her neighbor might do with the video.  Her priority right now though
is getting her prize.

   Grace sticks her tongue out and gives Sarah's cunt a quick lick.  There
is a slight tart taste but it isn't as bad as Grace expected.  Well, the
flavor isn't anyway.  The thought of what she is licking is still just as
bad.  However, there was a few drops of wine there and the flavor sends
euphoric sparkles through Grace's body.  God, did she need that!  The
cravings are already starting to disappear.

   Grace sticks her tongue back out and gives Sarah's cunt another lick. 
This time she only tastes pussy.  Grace knows she is going to have to go
deeper for the good stuff.  She reluctantly seals her lips to Sarah's hole
and gives a tiny suck.  She is rewarded with a teaspoon of wine.  The
flavor makes her feel so good that she soon finds herself sucking with all
her might.

   The room is quickly filled with slurping sounds as Grace tries to suck
Sarah's cunt inside out.  Grace gets several swallows of the precious
nectar before it tapers off.  She then starts darting her tongue in and out
as deep as she can in order to lick out the remainder.  Her tongue licks at
Sarah's insides for at least 15 minutes before she concludes that all that
is left is cunt juice.

   Grace finally gets herself under control and slowly pulls her face out
from between Sarah's legs.  She blushes profusely when she sees the camera
still staring at her.  She wants to beg Sarah to delete the footage but she
already knows it would be pointless.  Instead, she tries to pretend the
camera doesn't bother her.  She can tell she does a poor job of it though.

   Sarah reaches out with her free hand and runs her fingers through
Grace's hair.  "Good girl."

   Grace blushes further and stares downward in submission.  As she kneels
there she can feel the camera watching her still.  She expects Sarah to
give her another disgusting task but there is nothing but silence.  Awkward
minute after awkward minute passes in silence.  Then, Grace feels the
cravings slowly start to build up again.  She knows she can hold back for
at least another 30 minutes.  However, she is already kneeling here...

   Grace is too embarrassed and humiliated to ask for more wine.  Instead,
she looks up at Sarah's cunt.  Sarah doesn't seem to get the message so
Grace nibbles on her bottom lip a little.  When this doesn't work she licks
her lips as though she is trying to remember Sarah's flavor.

   Sarah giggles.  "Do you want to suck on my cunt some more?"

   Grace's blush is now a bright pink.  However, she only hesitates a few
seconds before nodding.

   Sarah reaches out with her free hand again and puts it on Graces head.
She then applies pressure.  Grace resists for a moment.  There is no wine
in Sarah's cunt yet.  Grace lets out a groan of despair when it dawns on
her that Sarah plans to hold back the wine reward until after her cunt is
serviced.  Tears run down her cheek as she gives in and moves her head
forward.

   "Good girl," Sarah praises as Grace starts licking her cunt.

   Grace's efforts pale in comparison to earlier, but it still feels good.
However, it is the power she has over the mother that really turns Sarah
on. She can't believe she actually has Grace eating her pussy.

   The only thing that bothers Sarah is the fact that she has to use the
drug.  The drug makes her victory over Grace a bit hallow.  This seems more
a victory for the drug or Dr.  Kelly than for her.  Still, Sarah isn't
about to complain.  Sarah is under control now and that is the main thing.
It won't be long now and she will have the mother and daughter playing
together.  Just the thought of it makes Sarah start to cum.  She grabs a
fist full of Grace's hair with her free hand and holds the mother's face
tight against her cunt as she rides her climax.  The climax is very strong
and Sarah can hear Grace gagging throughout most of it.  Sarah is a bit of
a squirter and Grace gets a good few mouths full.

   Grace looks anything but happy when Sarah finally lets go of her head.
The mother looks both angry and a bit ill.  It is a perfect ending to their
little video.

   --End-

   NOTE: When I write I sometimes have bits and pieces that I immediately
rewrite or simply keep pushing down on the page.  Usually they never get
incorporated into the story until the editing process.  Or, they simply get
deleted once I'm done.  Below are some of those pieces in random order...
just in case you are curious.

   *********

   What would happen if one day there was no wine/drug to get?  Would she
have one of these blackouts and simply never return to her body?  Would she
just walk around like a zombie for the rest of her life?  Or, would she pop
in and out of it...  blacking out for moments only to return to those
horrible cravings?  Back and forth like that for the rest of her life.

   These and more thoughts went through Grace's head on each day.  However,
the thoughts never lasted for long.  The wine/drug seemed to make it hard
for her to think sometimes.  The only time she seemed to be able to focus
on anything was when someone told her to do something.

   It was weird but when someone told her to do something then the command
seemed to stick in her head.  The commands didn't even have to be verbal.
If you forced a kiss on her then Grace would read that as a command to
accept it.

   It wasn't really mind control.  Grace could will herself not to obey. 
However, she always had this nagging feeling in the back of her head
telling her to comply.  Fighting that feeling was kind of like having a
habit you are trying to break.  If you didn't stay focused then you would
obey the command almost on reflex.  And of course, the euphoric effects of
the wine made it very hard to focus.  Luckily, those euphoric effects only
lasted a few hours at most.

   "You know what I want," Sarah said as she sat on the couch and patted
the cushion next to her.

   Grace took a step toward the couch before she was able to catch herself.
She did indeed know what Sarah wanted.  However, Grace didn't want it. 
Especially not today.  Unlike the last few days, Sarah wasn't wearing her
sheer nightgown.  She was completely naked!

   Sarah always made Grace snuggle so tight during their make out sessions.
It was horrible with Sarah wearing the thin nightgown.  It would be
unthinkable with Sarah naked.

   Yet, the wine glass was sitting right there in front of the couch on the
coffee table.  Just glancing at the glass made Grace take another step.  In
the back of her head the voice was screaming at her to obey.

   "Sit on the couch!" the voice yelled.  "It won't be so bad!"

   The longer Grace fought the command to join Sarah on the couch, the more
the order seemed to bore into her brain.

   Whenever the withdraw effects of the drug were this great, the normal
nagging feeling to comply with orders went into overdrive.  This was
especially true if she knew she would get some of the wine if she complied.


   Grace held out for another minute before she finally walked to the
couch. After all, the order was just to sit.  There wasn't anything bad
about that.  She would save her strength for the "orders" that would no
doubt come later.

   "Have you been a good girl?" Sarah asked once Grace was sitting next to
her.

   Grace was under orders not to contact the police.  Grace had already
reasoned that to be a bad idea anyway.  So, that order was easy to obey. 
Sarah had added two additional commands yesterday though.  The first was to
quit her two jobs and apply for welfare.  The second was for Grace to start
masturbating each night before bed.

   Grace found both of the commands equally hard to comply with.  She had
been raised to not accept charity and she most definitely knew it was wrong
to touch herself down there...  not that she had never done so.  On the
bright side, at least masturbating was something she could do in private.
Of course, she didn't know Sarah had a hidden camera in her room.

   "Yes," Grace whispered as she blushed and looked down at the coffee
table.

   Sarah remained quiet, but she softly ran her hand up and down Grace's
back as a nonverbal praise for her compliance.  The praise gave Grace no
pleasure.  If anything, it disgusted her.  It disgusted her that Sarah
would ask her to do these things and it disgusted Grace even more that she
would comply.

   "Drink," Sarah finally commanded.

   Grace had the glass to her lips in less than a second.  This was one
order her body just wouldn't let her fight.  The cravings were just too
great.  She knew that drinking the wine would only enslave her to those
cravings further, but she just had to drink it.  Anything to put the
cravings at bay for another half day or more.

   Sarah got a thrill out of watching Grace chug the wine.  In just a few
days, Sarah had brought Miss Goodie Too Shoes down to the equivalent of a
crack whore.  That in itself was worth the risk of using the drug on the
woman.  Grace didn't even have the flaw of acting smug about her
perfection. Sometimes Sarah wondered how the woman ever managed to shit out
such a slut of a daughter like Pupsiie.

   ***********

   "Please," Grace begged as she looked down at Sarah's crotch.

   A month had passed since Sarah first introduced the drug to Grace.  A
lot had happened since then.  There was a lot of kissing that first week.
Grace was eating pussy by the end of the second week.  It was during the
third week that Sarah used the antidote to remove Grace's addiction to the
wine.  However, she immediately mixed the drug with pussy juice in order to
get the mother addicted to cunt instead.

   If Grace suspected there was something tricky going on, then she didn't
show it.  Sarah guessed that Grace probably just thought she was becoming
mentally ill.  After all, one day she was addicted to wine and a few days
later she was addicted to cunt.  A change like that would make about anyone
question their sanity.

   Dr.  Kelly wasn't happy about the drug being using on the mother instead
of the daughter.  However, he was pleased with the data he obtained.  For
example, he learned that the addiction ran deeper than just flavors.  It
also involved how the subject acquired the flavors.  For example, Grace was
now addicted to the flavor of cunt juice.  However, she could not fulfill
the cravings by licking the juice off her own fingers.  She had to get it
via Sarah's fingers or directly from Sarah's cunt.

   Dr.  Kelly needed a lot more data though before he could fully
understand why this was the case.  He was pretty sure the government
officials wouldn't be happy with this new finding, but Dr.  Kelly didn't
really care if they were happy.  In fact, it just ensured they would need
his assistance down the road when they needed a modified version of the
drug tested.

   "Please!" Grace begged again when Sarah pretended to ignore her.

   "Please, what?" Sarah replied with a grin.

   "Please...  please let me lick you," Grace whispered with a blush.

   "Lick me where?" Sarah asked.

   "Down...down there," Grace said in both disgust and shame.  "Please let
me lick your...  pussy."

   It was a game Sarah played with the women every day now.  She would make
Grace beg sometimes for an hour or more before letting her have access to
her cunt.  She would often make Grace describe in detail what she wanted to
do.  How she would lick the cunt, what it would taste like, etc.  Anything
to humiliate the woman.

   The more humiliation the better.  It was all part of the training.  In
time, Grace would break just like her daughter had.  At that point the drug
would no longer be needed.  That point was probably months away though.

   For now, Sarah had to constantly keep a close eye on the woman.  Sarah
quit her job and made sure Grace did the same.  They were both living on
welfare now.  Welfare wouldn't last forever though.  Eventually they would
be cut off for not trying hard enough to get jobs.  That was okay though.
By then Grace would be broken in good.  Once that happened, Sarah planned
the trailers and all their possessions and move to Mexico with her two
slaves.

   ***************

   A few times, Sarah debated going back to Grace's trailer and tying the
woman up.  She could keep Grace tied up for a few days until it was certain
the mother was addicted to the drug.

   The big problem with that idea was what she would do if the drug didn't
work.  What if there was no addictive aspect to it?  She couldn't keep
Grace tied up forever.  Well, actually she probably could.  However, it was
just a matter of time before Grace's coworkers started worrying about her.
There were also bills that had to be paid.  Sarah already cut her work
hours down to the point she couldn't even pay all her own bills, let alone
Grace's also.

   No, her current plan was better.  She could explain everything away.

   *************

   For example, there was a device that looked to Sarah to be some kind of
colon cleansing device.  It was a large complicated looking machine that
was no doubt used for giving very large enemas.

   The center piece for the room was an examination table.  Sarah noticed
that the table had straps on it for holding the patient captive.

   In addition to the enema machine, there were a few other smaller
machines on the counter that ran around three of the room's four walls. 
Some looked harmless enough, while others looked a bit ominous.  There was
an enclosed cabinet that ran around the room above the counter.  Sarah
wondered what evil devices the doctor might keep stored in them.

   ************

   2.

   Pupsiie's training varied from day to day.  Sometimes Pupsiie thought
her mistress just made it all up on the fly.  However, there was something
about the training that often made Pupsiie think otherwise.  It was hard to
put your finger on it.  It was like there was some kind of structure hidden
behind all the randomness.

   She often thought that this structure was just her imagination.  She
wasn't so sure now.  Not after this week.  Not after her mistress started
making her watch the video of her mother masturbating.

   Despite all of her sex training, Pupsiie was still rather innocent at
heart.  Because of this, her conclusions about Sarah's goals were a little
off.  It was now Pupsiie's belief that Sarah was just using her in order to
somehow obtain her mother, Grace.

   Yes, Sarah was making Pupsiie masturbate while watching a video of her
mom.  Yes, Sarah was now making her sniff and suck on her mother's dirty
panties every day while doing her nightly exercises.  However, her mind
refused to properly piece this all together.  Masturbating while watching
her mother on the screen was one thing but actually having sex with her was
just not thinkable.

   To Pupsiie, all of these things were just Sarah's way of embarrassing
and controlling her.  And when Pupsiie thought about it, everything seemed
to be about Sarah's control over her.  Now there was this sudden interest
in Grace.  In Pupsiie's confused mind this could only mean Sarah just
wanted control over Pupsiie so she wouldn't get in the way when she went
after her mom.

   Sarah was a little disappointed when it became clear Pupsiie wasn't
connecting all the dots.  She had looked forward to seeing the look of
horror on the little girls face when she finally figured it out.

   Sarah even sometimes went as far as straight out telling Pupsiie she
would some day like to see the girl having sex with her mother.  But still
Pupsiie refused to believe Sarah was being serious.

   Sarah knew Pupsiie was a bright kid.  She also knew she couldn't
possibly be that naive.  Sarah could only surmise that her training program
had somehow screwed up a few more brain pathways than expected.  After a
week of trying, Sarah finally just shrugged it off.  It's not like slave
training was an exact science.  Hell, Sarah knew nothing about it really
until she started training Pupsiie.  She was bound to make a few minor
mistakes like this.  The bright side was that she seemed to be making more
steps forward than backward in Pupsiie's training.

   As Sarah seen it, this wasn't even really a step backward.  It was just
an unexpected side effect.

   *************

   The next few days were a repeat of the first.  Grace would hold off as
long as she could before running over to Sarah's trailer for more of the
wine.  Of course, Grace was pretty sure it wasn't the wine she actually
craved but some kind of drug Sarah had put in it.

   Going to the police had occurred to Grace.  There were several times
when she even convinced herself to do it.  However, each time she would
pick up the phone she would weigh the consequences.

   One consequence was that she wasn't sure she could prove Sarah had done
anything wrong.  At best they might find a bottle or two of illegal wine.
Possibly drugged.

   Of course, there was a possibility that Sarah would just dump the stuff
down the toilet.  With no proof, the police would look at Grace.  They
would probably find drugs in her system.  She would be lucky to stay out of
jail herself.  They might even try to take Pupsiie from her.

   While all of that was bad, the worst consequence of all was that the
wine or drug would no longer be available to her.  Sometimes, that prospect
sounded like a good thing to Grace.  Especially considering the things she
had to do to get it.  Sarah wouldn't let her have any of it unless she made
out with her on the couch.  Grace was basically whoring herself.  If that
wasn't bad enough, she was whoring herself to another woman.  Just the
thought of kissing another woman like that made Grace sick to her stomach.

   Grace didn't see much choice though.  It was that or go without the
wine/drug.  Going without the wine/drug just wasn't an option.  The thought
of suffering through those cravings was too scary.  The cravings seemed to
always be there, but the longer she went without the wine the stronger they
became.

   (end)