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 Training Tina

   I thought readers might want to take a break away from Robert for a
while and read something a little different.  So, here it is.  This is a
story about a girl that goes by Tina.  She thinks she knows what S&M is all
about.  A man named Scott abducts her and shows her how wrong she really
is.

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   (Ped, Mf, nc, ws, toys, bd, best, enem, tort)

   It also has minor aspects of MM and scat.

   By The Devil's Advocate

   4.

   Scott slept in the dungeon that night on the queen size bed that sat in
a far corner of the room.  The bed didn't actually have any kind of frame
to it.  It was just a mattress on a springboard.

   Sleeping in the dungeon like this was something that Scott actually
varied from sub to sub.  All of the subs got this type of attention at
least a few nights, but some got it much more frequently.  It all depended
on the sub.  While all his prior subs volunteered to come home with him,
many quickly grew a great distaste for Scott.  The ones that seemed to have
the greatest disgust at Scott's touch were the ones that normally spent the
most nights in bed with him.

   Scott would have given equal attention to all the subs in this manner,
but some actually got a perverse pleasure out of his touch.  This often
defeated Scott's purpose for sleeping with the sub.  So, for these subs he
only slept with them as a form of reward or if he planned to torment them
during the night.

   Scott could already tell that Tina was going to be a special case in
regards sleeping arrangements.  While Tina feared Scott, she didn't seem
all that disgusted by his touch.  At least not like some of his subs in the
past had shown.  There was just something about her that made Scott want to
sleep in the same bed with her.

   He figured that a lot of it had to be her age.  It was really hard to
put a finger on it, but it almost felt to him as though he wanted to be a
parent to her.  A sick and demented parent, but a parent nonetheless.  He
planned to do some very vile things to Tina.  He even looked forward to
doing these things to the little girl.  Yet, there was still that tiny rope
tugging at his heart that told him he needed to keep her safe.

   As one could suspect, it was a very conflicting emotion for Scott.  In
the end, he decided he would do his best to force the emotion aside during
the day.  However, he would sometimes allow himself the luxury of
"protecting" her by holding her in his arms at night.  He was already
starting to have fantasies of some day letting her spend her nights and
possibly even her days in the main living areas of the house.  This of
course was something he never did with any subs before.  But then he never
kept a sub as long as he planned to keep Tina.  At some point he would have
to let the girl out of the dungeon, if for no other reason than to allow
him to entertain other subs there.

   This feeling of "protection" of course was more for Scott's benefit than
Tina's.  From Tina's perspective, these nights with Scott would seem more
like torture or training.  In time Scott might take it easier on her at
night, but for the first few months at least Tina would dread her nights
almost as much as her days.  In the end, this feeling of protection would
only serve to make Tina's time with Scott worse for the girl and not
better. However, Scott refused to let himself see this.

   This night was technically Tina's first night as Scott's little sex
slave.  Or at least it was from her perspective.  She had spent the first
actual night out cold from the drugs.

   "Piss," Scott told her.

   "W...what?" Tina asked instinctively before placing her hand over her
mouth in shock that she had spoken yet again without permission.

   "It's a pretty simple fucking command," Scott growled.  "You squat down
and piss.  Or, are you only capable of pissing while needles are being
stuck into you?  I could get some if you need."

   Tina was squatting and pissing before Scott could finish his threat with
the needles.  She had no idea she had any piss to give thanks to her little
mishap earlier.  Yet, sure enough a small stream of yellow piss drizzled
down to the floor below her.  It wasn't a strong stream but she still
thanked the Gods for her ability to at least produce something for her
master.  Just the thought of being stuck with that needle again made her
blood turn cold.

   Scott's dick started to get hard as he watched the little girl pissing.
Other than when she was a baby, Scott doubted that anyone had ever watched
her piss like this.  It was a dirty and extremely private thing that she
probably would have gone her entire life without sharing with someone else.
Yet, here she was sharing it with him at the tender age of 12.  It was this
knowledge, more than the act itself, which turned Scott on.  That and of
course the deep humiliation that showed on her face.

   After the last few drops fell to the floor, Tina scooted further back
into her corner in order to get away from the small pool of piss that now
decorated her floor.  Scott just looked down at the pool of piss, then up
at Tina, then back to the pool.

   "Well?" Scott said after 20 seconds of this.  "What is rule number 5?"

   Tina didn't know the rules well enough yet to be able to recall them by
number alone.  Given a moment she could have recited them in her head and
known what number 5 was.  But she didn't need to do any of this.  There was
only one rule that could really apply to this situation.

   "A slave is to keep its area clean," Tina whispered.

   "Well?" Scott repeated.

   "B...but you told me to p...piss there," Tina said as she started crying
again.

   Scott had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing.  It wasn't so much
what she said but how she said it.  She seemed humiliated to even say the
word "piss".  He could only imagine how she must have felt when she had
actually done it in his presence.

   "I know what the fuck I told you to do," Scott shouted.  "But that
doesn't mean you just leave it there.  Unless I tell you otherwise, you
follow the rules we set earlier.  If I told you to jump up in the air then
I expect you to do it.  But I don't expect you to just hover in mid air. 
God has set a rule that says anything that goes up must come down.  Just
like you can't disobey his rules, you shouldn't even consider disobeying
mine.  Because in here I am God."

   Tina got the point and really didn't see the need for such a stupid
analogy.  However, she still didn't know what he expected her to do about
it.  The mess was made and it wasn't like she had a sponge or towel to
clean it up with.

   "You have 30 seconds to get that piss down the hole," Scott growled.

   Tina looked around frantically for something to squeegee the piss with.
She already knew, however, that there wasn't anything.  First, she thought
about using the chain connected to her foot, but it didn't seem to do
anything but spread the piss around.  Using the bottom of her foot worked
much better, but it was taking way too long.

   "Ten seconds," Scott said as he grabbed the belt from the table.

   "God, not that damn belt again," Tina thought to herself.

   The answer to the problem had been obvious from the start.  Tina just
didn't want to acknowledge it.  With only 10 seconds left, however, Tina
had no choice but to do so.  So, she got down on her knees and started
using her hands to frantically guide the piss into the 2-inch hole in the
floor.

   "That was a photo finish," Scott said as he looked down at Tina holding
her dripping hands out in front of her.  "I'm not sure if you made it in
time or not.  Maybe I should give you a few hits on the pussy just in
case."

   It took all of Tina's will power not to start begging or shake her head
back and forth.  Her master must have been proud of her because he decided
not to whip her with the belt.  He did, however, stand there just staring
at her.  She had forgotten something, but what?

   "Rule number 4," Scott informed her.

   This time Tina did have to recite them in her head.  There were just no
obvious clues as to what rule he was talking about.

   "A slave will keep its body clean and in good condition?" Tina said more
as a question than an answer since she still didn't see where he was going
with this.

   "You are really trying my patience," Scott growled.  "Are you telling me
you actually consider your hands clean right now?"

   Tina was almost joyful that Scott had chosen to inform her of her
discrepancy instead of whipping her until she figured it out on her own. 
She probably would have gotten 100 more hits before she managed to guess
correctly.

   "No," Scott said as Tina went to wipe one of her hands on her bare legs.
"You are nothing more than an animal now.  How would a cat or dog clean
those hands?"

   Tina stared at Scott in both disgust and shock.  She couldn't believe he
was suggesting she actually lick her hands clean.  Scott could tell by the
look on Tina's face that she had figured out what he wanted her to do.  He
simply nodded to confirm that what she was thinking was indeed the correct
option.

   Tina brought one of her wet hands up to her lips and held it there.  She
instinctively gave it a sniff.  It didn't smell as bad as she though it
would, but still...  this was her piss.  Her piss!

   She closed her eyes tight and let her tongue lap across the palm of her
hand.  The taste was bitter, but not as bad as she had expected.  She gave
a couple more licks with her tongue before Scott stepped in to provide
instruction.

   "First you suck each finger into your mouth, then you lick the palms
clean," he informed her.  "It's faster and you hardly miss any of the piss
this way."

   Tina gave him an angry look but did what he said.  Sure enough, Tina
could tell right away that this new method worked much better.  Still, she
took very little pride in the knowledge that she was now better at licking
piss off her hands.

   "Time for bed," Scott informed Tina once her hands were sparkling clean.

   Tina was confused on several levels by this statement.  First off, she
had just woken up less than 40 minutes ago.  She was even more confused
because her master was maneuvering her into a doggie position.

   She looked behind her in fear as Scott grabbed something from the pile
of electrical gadgets he had carried over earlier.  It did not surprise her
when Scott grabbed what appeared to be a dildo of sorts.  Tina was well
aware of what a dildo was, but had never seen one quite like this.  It was
made of either clear glass or hard plastic with wires running through the
middle of it.  These wires connected to two metal bands that ran flat
against the length of the dildo on opposing sides.

   While the dildo was a good 2 inches thick, it was these wires and metal
bands that frightened Tina the most.  She knew they wouldn't be there
unless there was a purpose.  Considering how badly her master has treated
her so far, Tina doubted she would like the purpose behind these bands.

   "Oh!" Tina gasped when Scott started pushing the object into her cunt.

   Tina had taken objects this big up her cunt before, but seldom anything
this hard and certainly never this cold.  The dildo seemed to somehow be
colder than room temperature even.  This, combined with the huge plug
already up her ass, made the dildo feel more like 4 inches thick than just
the 2.

   Tina felt so stuffed that it almost felt as though the butt plug and the
dildo were somehow touching each other inside her.  Had she performed this
particular experiment on herself at home she might have actually felt a
hint of pleasure within the pain.  But under these circumstances, all Tina
could feel was the uncomfortable feel of an overstuff ass and pussy.

   Scott smiled when the dildo slid up into Tina's cunt.  He actually
doubted it would fit with such a large plug up her ass.  He wouldn't have
even tried but it was the smallest dildo he owned that was designed for
what he had planned.

   Scott was surprised when the dildo actually stayed in her once he let go
of it.  It was still in her when he came back from the table again carrying
a special type of chastity belt.  The dildo almost always immediately shot
out of his other subs.  He could only guess that Tina was so tight inside
that the edge of the butt plug was pressing against one of the bumpy knobs
that lined the bottom quarter of the dildo...  thus holding it in place.

   It was tempting to see if it would hold like that all night without the
use of the belt.  But he knew it was unlikely for this to happen.  Once he
got her plugged in her muscle would most likely push the dildo out.  So, he
went ahead and put the belt on Tina.

   Scott referred to the belt as a "chastity belt", but it really wasn't.
It just sounded better than calling it something like a "Dildo holder
inner".  It wasn't anything fancy, just a leather belt that got buckled
tight about the subs waist.  Then, there was a much softer leather strip of
about 2 inches wide that ran from the back of the belt, between the sub's
legs and then tied off to the front of the belt.

   Scott put the belt on Tina but left the leather strip hanging down for
now.  He had to first connect all the wires.  The wiring was pretty easy,
but always took him a bit of time since the wires always got tangled up
somehow during storage.  There were 6 wires total.

   If he wanted to, Scott could punish Tina for not facing forward. 
However, he liked the worried look on her face as he connected the wires.
Four of the wires connected to the dildo.  Two of these went to the metal
strips that were now sunk deep inside Tina's cunt.  The other two, however,
went to very small metal strips that were along the rim of the dildo and
currently pressed against Tina's clit.  The metal strips were smooth and
level with the rest of the dildo, so Scott doubted that Tina realized these
last two strips existed.  She certainly would know it once he turned on the
device though.

   Tina's eyes got big when she felt Scott move from the dildo and start to
fiddle with her butt plug.  It took her a moment to realize that he was
hooking wires to it also.  Fear tugged at her guts when she realized the
plug up her ass must have metal strips on it as well.

   Once the wires were in place, Scott used a little electrical tape to
help ensure they stayed secure.  He then carefully ran the soft leather
strip between her legs and fastened it tightly to the belt.  He picked up
the box that all the wires ran in to and handed to Tina.  He then uncuffed
her ankle from the wall chain and had her follow him across the room to the
bed.

   The room was big, but not overly so.  It was about 40 feet by 30.  Tina
had easily seen everything in it from her corner earlier.  Still, her eyes
darted around the room frantically as she got a fresh perspective.  Not
that there was a ton to see.

   There was the large wooden table on the left side of the room that was
littered with various sex toys, ropes, etc.  As they passed it, Scott
grabbed a couple sets of cuffs and the dreaded belt.

   The bed was also on the left side of the room, just past the table.  The
bed seemed awfully low to the ground to Tina.  She then realized that the
box frame was sitting right on the floor and not raised above it like every
bed she had seen in the past.

   What really drew her attention, however, was a large item a couple feet
to the right of the bed.  It was a sawhorse.  Tina didn't know it by this
name though.  In fact, she didn't even know what it was.  The basic shape
looked familiar but she didn't know from where.  All she knew is that she
had never seen anything like this used for sex.  She hoped that a closer
look at the item might give her some clues on its purpose.  But she just
got even more confused as they got closer.

   Maybe it is just a random object he put there to scare me, Tina prayed.
It was made of hard wood and Tina doubted it could possibly be used in any
fashion in which it would feel comfortable.  Not that comfort seemed to be
a popular theme for her new master.

   As they came around the table Tina noticed something she hadn't seen
earlier.  It was on the floor at the foot of the bed.  Tina thought she was
pretty knowledgeable when it came to sex, but again she could not figure
out what the item was.  At least not at first.  At first it looked like a
pointless 4-inch high piece of triangle shaped wood that had been bolted
into the floor for some odd reason.

   However, as they got completely around the table something else came
into view.  It was a couple leather cuffs bolted into the floor about 2
feet back from the wooden triangle.  These cuffs were to large to be used
for hands though.  They were for ankles.  Tina's blood ran cold when she
realized that once a person's ankles were cuffed to the floor like that,
their knees would come to rest on the top of the triangle.

   While all these items on the left side of the room were pretty menacing
looking, it was everything she couldn't see that scared her.  Among other
things, like a small fridge, the right side of the room was lined with
cabinet after cabinet.  Some of these were much bigger than others, but all
of them had doors on them that were currently closed.  Thoughts of what
might be in these cabinets frightened Tina.

   What scared her even more was a large curtained off area.  This
curtained off area was in the corner next to her "living" area.  Unlike her
living area, however, it was much larger.  Maybe 4 times the space.  While
her master was out of the room, Tina had tried to reach the curtain to see
if she could look behind it.  The curtain was a good 3 feet out of range
though.  She wasn't sure why she wanted to see behind it.  A lot of nasty
things could probably be stored back there.  She could even see multiple
scrape marks leading from the curtained area.  Maybe it was best that she
not see behind it.  Though, something told her that in time she probably
would see the objects behind there anyway.

   Tina stopped dead in her tracks when she got a closer look at the bed.
It had a couple white cotton sheets on it but no covers.  Not that any
covers were needed.  The room was so hot that Tina seemed to be constantly
sweating.  What shocked her was the state of the cotton sheets.  They
appeared to be covered in bloodstains.  They looked as though they had been
washed, but Tina knew a blood stain when she seen one.

   "Get on the bed," Scott ordered.

   Tina knew it was hopeless to disobey.  Yet, she found herself backing
away from the bed and not toward it.  Scott was within arms reach though
and grabbed a hand full of her blonde hair.  He then pulled her forward
until she was forced to climb up onto the bed in order to keep from getting
her hair pulled out.  Once on the bed, Scott grabbed the metal box from
Tina and laid it on the floor.  Tina watched in fear as Scott then plugged
the box into the wall outlet.  Tina didn't know what to expect, so she
gritted her teeth in preparation as the box was plugged in.  To her
surprise, nothing happened.

   Scott returned to the side of the bed, grabbed Tina and cuffed her hands
in front of her.  The cuffs weren't exactly designed for a girl her size,
but he was confident they would easily keep her secure.  To be safe, he put
the other pair on her ankles.  If she got the pair off her hands she would
still have a hard time escaping without the full use of her legs.

   Normally, Scott used much more bondage than this when he slept with a
sub.  While it was unlikely they could escape, some of the less
"enthusiastic" subs could do some serious damage to him if they got loose.
You don't have to be 10 times stronger than a sleeping person in order to
poke their eyes out, crush their nuts, or what have you.  Scott would never
cause serious permanent damage to a sub like this, but there were many of
them that he was positive would do this to him if they had the chance.  Or
at least early in their training they would do this.  After a week they
became pretty tame and even started to enjoy themselves...  sort of.

   Tina wasn't much of a risk though.  He could tell she didn't have the
guts to do something drastic like that.  It was very unlikely the thought
would even enter her mind.  It wasn't like her mind was going to be able to
focus on much anyway.

   Once she was cuffed, Tina watched as Scott reached down and started
hitting buttons on the electrical box.

   "Ah!" Tina shouted.

   The pain had come and gone before she even finished yelling.  It was an
odd sort of pain also.  It came from deep inside her cunt, almost as though
a tiny person was in there and had given her a hard kick.

   "Oh!" Tina groaned.

   She was a little more prepared this time and the groan was much lower
than her first outburst.  This kick, however, still surprised her since it
came from deep inside her asshole this time.

   "Oh gawd!" Tina gasped when the third kick seemed to be right on her
clit.

   Tina's body convulsed for a few seconds when this third kick hit.  She
was barely recovered from it when she felt the kick inside her cunt again.
Scott watched from the side of the bed for over 5 minutes as Tina went
through her never ending torment.  Or at least it would seem that way to
Tina.  The device was actually set to turn off 4 hours from now.  It would
be about 11 p.m.  by then and that would give the girl a good 6 hours
sleep. And he was pretty sure she would have no problems sleeping by the
time those 4 hours were up.

   Scott was rock hard as he watched Tina.  It was very tempting to fuck
her throat, but he didn't want to deviate too much from his normal
schedule. He never had too much sexual contact with a sub the first night.
He had made that decision years ago but couldn't remember for sure why.

   What made it especially hard to resist was the way Tina was staring at
his huge dick.  You could tell she desperately wanted to suck it.  Not for
her own pleasure but for Scott's.  He could tell that she wanted to suck
his dick so that once he came he might get tired of this little exercise
and turn the equipment off.  Now that he thought about it, maybe that was
the reason he didn't fuck the subs that first night in bed.

   Tina looked even more disappointed when Scott grabbed a pair of briefs
and put them on.  He clearly didn't plan to relieve himself.  The purpose
of the briefs, however, were not to torment the subs mentally.  It was just
for Scott's own protection.  The last thing he wanted was to rub his dick
up against a loose wire in the middle of the night.

   Tina got even more depressed when Scott not only left the box plugged in
but even got into bed with her.  She couldn't believe he planned to
actually go to sleep while she underwent this ordeal.  She started crying
at the thought of him actually leaving her like this the entire night?  She
didn't dare complain though.  The belt was much worse than this.

   Once in bed, Scott slid up behind Tina in a spoon position.  This was
part of the reason he had cuffed her hands in front of her and not behind.
The cold metal would have bugged him all night long.  He also liked the
idea that this would give her enough freedom to actually yank the wires out
from the plug and dildo.  He doubted she had the guts to do it, but knew
she would probably think about it for the next 4 hours.

   This wasn't so much a test of her endurance as it was practice.  There
would be many situations in the near future where she would have the
ability to stop her torments if she decided to.  Yet, in doing so she would
face even worse torments.  She was the first sub he had given this option
too their first night.  All the other ones have always been too restrained
to do anything about the wires.  So, in a way he was doing her a favor. 
She was getting a head start on learning how to restrain herself in this
manner.

   The option of pulling the wires out had indeed occurred to Tina.  At one
point she even grabbed onto them with her hand.  But then she quickly
pushed the idea out of her head when she remembered rule number 14.  It
stated that as bad as things seem, they can always get worse.  Tina
remembered this rule very well because it was not only scary but also a bit
out of place.  It wasn't like the others in which she actually had to
remember in order to follow them.  This one was more of a warning than
anything else.

   While she opted not to pull the wires out, Tina couldn't help herself
from toying with the leather strip that held the plug and dildo deep inside
her.  She tried rubbing, pushing, pulling, you name it.  Anything to
somehow help alter those kicks inside her.  Nothing seemed to help though.
All she managed to do was generate a few "special tingles" in between
kicks. It bothered her that she could get her special tingles at a time
like this.  The tingles did make the kicks seem a lot more bearable, but
she pulled her hands away anyway.

   Tina's skin crawled as her new master slid up behind her.  It especially
did so when he started licking and kissing her neck and then nibbling on
her ear.  One of his hands went over her body and then snaked under her
arms so he could play with her nipples.

   Thankfully, the licks and kisses stopped after only a minute, but his
fingers continued to torment her nipples for at least 2 hours.  He would
spend about 5 minutes just lightly caressing them.  Then he would gradually
get rougher with them for around 10 minutes.  During these 10 minutes he
would pinch them, tug on them, you name it.  Sometimes it would feel almost
like he was about to rip them from her chest.  But right when she swore
they were about to rip free he would go back to lightly caressing them. 
Then the cycle would start all over.

   To make matters worse, he would whisper into her ear.  God, the things
he said.  Scott talking a lot about what was in store for Tina in the near
future.  Some of it was very detailed, yet other things seemed to be kept
extremely vague.  The detailed stuff of course were things Tina already
knew would happen.  She knew he would fuck her pussy and ass.  She knew she
would probably feel the belt many times.  And yes, she wasn't surprised
when he gave vivid descriptions of what it was going to be like when he
used that belt on her cunt.

   As scary as a lot of this was, it was the vague things that concerned
her.  She just knew these things would be even worse than everything else
he was providing in detail.  She also knew she probably wouldn't figure out
exactly what he was talking about until the real thing was actually about
to occur.

   She tried to push all these vague comments out of her head, but one of
these comments did grab her attention.

   "Come morning I will be introducing you to your new roommate," master
had told her.

   He had not gone into any more detail than that though.  She desperately
wanted to ask questions about this roommate.  Was it a girl her age or
possibly even younger.  Or, was it an adult?  If she had to guess, which
she did, then she would guess it was an adult.  Even the leather cuffs used
on her earlier had seemed specially designed for adults.

   Tina felt disgusted with herself when she realized she was actually
happy there was another slave.  How could she wish such a thing on another
person?  Yet, she couldn't shake the fact that another slave would make her
feel a lot less alone.  She wasn't stupid though.  She knew she would be
forced to do naughty things with the other slave.  But that comfort of
knowing she was not alone would be well worth the additional humiliation.

   Scott's comments trailed off about 2 hours into Tina's ordeal.  It was
followed not long after with the sound of him snoring.  It pissed Tina off
that he could actually go to sleep while her torture was still going on. 
She was tempted to throw in a very loud grunt in order to wake him up. 
However, her grunts had gradually gone down to a bare whisper and he would
know she had woken him on purpose.  Besides, even if he didn't punish her
she would still have to listen to him talking to her again.

   Scott had been asleep for less than 30 minutes when Tina suddenly
realized that her hands had somehow made their way back down to the leather
strip holding the plug and dildo inside her.  How long had they been down
there toying with the strip?

   She wanted to pull her hands away.  She really did.  But those special
tingles felt so good.  They felt 10 times better than they had just 2 hours
ago.  She didn't know what it was, but those special tingles made the kicks
from the dildo and plug seem almost good.  Well, they still hurt but at the
same time somehow they didn't.  It was very confusing and way too complex
to try to work out in her foggy mind right now.

   All Tina knew for sure was that if she was going to be subjected to this
torment all night long then she would prefer feeling the kicks with the
tingles rather than without.  For the life of her, she didn't know why she
felt differently about this earlier.  Maybe it was because her master was
asleep now and he wouldn't know she was somehow getting a glimpse of
enjoyment out of this situation.

   As her fingers helped generate the tingles, Tina's mind started trying
to fantasize.  After her recent ordeal, one would think she would try to
fantasize about something other than S&M.  But she couldn't help herself.
This is almost always what she fantasized about.  She had troubles getting
the fantasies started though, thanks to the frequent kicks inside her.  She
almost laughed out loud at herself when it then dawned on her how silly it
was to fantasize about S&M when she was currently participating in it. 
This was very unlike what she normally fantasized about, and certainly
nothing she would ever volunteer to try...  but it was S&M nonetheless.

   "Oh no!" Tina said under her breath a few minutes later in surprise.

   Tina may be young but she definitely knew what a climax was.  She had
experienced more than her fair share and could easily tell when one was
just around the corner.  This was a big one headed her way too.  She tried
to will herself to jump out of its way, but it hit her right in the face
with the force of a freight train.

   "Nnnngh," Tina groaned as her climax hit her.

   She tried to keep quiet but it was very hard.  Especially now that the
kicks in her stomach seemed to only intensify the climax further.  It was
without a doubt one of the strongest and yet most bazaar climaxes she had
ever had.  She actually let out small squeals each time the kick landed on
her tiny clit.  The kicks did a full 5 rotations which drove a good 5
squeals from her lips before she finally came back down to earth.

   "Good girl," Scott whispered to Tina when she settled down.  He followed
this with a small kiss on her cheek.

   Tina felt completely horrified.  At some point her new master had woken
and witnessed her climax.  She didn't think it was possible to feel any
more humiliated.  Yet, 30 minutes later she discovered she could when she
went through yet another climax.  Only this time she did so while her
master was whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

   5.

   Tina woke the next morning to the feel of someone or something licking
her face.  She shot immediately to a sitting position.  In doing so she
banged her head on the hard wall.  Her vision blurred for only a couple
seconds but the growl told her what had licked her before she could
visually verify it.  It was a dog!  A mean looking one at that.  But then,
what dog doesn't look mean when it's growling?

   However, this dog looked especially mean.  The dog was a Great Dane. 
While Tina didn't actually know the breed name she had seen similar looking
dogs before.  However, none of them had seemed even half as vicious as this
one.

   With the exception of a large black patch across his left eye and
several smaller patches on the left side of his face, the dog was pure
white.  While these features were hard to miss, it was the dogs large white
and very sharp looking teeth that Tina was focusing on.

   As she backed away, Tina finally realized she was no longer in the bed,
nor did she have the plug up her ass or the dildo in her cunt.  She was
chained in her corner again.  She didn't remember being moved.  The last
thing she remembered was falling asleep late the night before when the plug
and dildo finally stopped kicking her.

   Tina knew dogs could smell fear.  And right now she reeked of it.  She
couldn't help herself.  She had a small fear of dogs and the one growling
at her was a massive one.  He looked like he must weigh at least 150
pounds.

   "Master, help!" she shouted.

   Tina's outburst only seemed to make the beast even angrier.  Tina let
out a sigh of relief, however, when she realized her new master was
actually in the room and walking toward her.

   "Oh, you're awake finally," Scott said with a smile.  "I thought you
would sleep all day after all those orgasms you had last night."

   This comment generated a massive blush despite Tina's current fear of
the dog.  She didn't calm down until Scott finally walked over to the dog
and started petting him.  The dog stopped growling, but seemed to stare at
Tina as though he could start up again at any moment if she made the wrong
move.

   "I see you and Jeremy are getting along," Scott said with a smile.  "I
named him that because of his big dick."

   Tina thought it was sick for Scott to mention the size of his dog's
dick. And she certainly didn't get the joke her master was trying to make.
Scott was not surprised that Tina was clueless of who Ron Jeremy was.  She
was only 12 after all.  Most of his other subs normally got the joke but
never laughed.  Some would smile sometimes though.  However, Scott knew
these smiles were just their way of letting him know they would prefer to
be tortured by his poor jokes than by the belt.

   "Don't worry, I'm sure you two will get along fine," Scott assured her.
"He's well trained and will take good care of you.  Provided of course you
take good care of him."

   It took Tina a moment to process exactly what Scott was eluding too. 
She then remembered what he had said the night before about getting a
roommate.  The roommate wasn't another person after all it was a dog! 
Tina's eyes got huge when she remembered thinking about what her and her
"human" roommate might have to do together.  Surely he didn't expect...

   "I...  I can't have s..s...," she couldn't even say the words so she
rewarded it to something more generic.  "I don't want a dog for a
roommate."

   Jeremy started growling right away.  It was almost as though the dog
knew Tina had broken the rules by talking without permission.  Scott wanted
to slap Tina but knew the dog would try to assist him by biting the poor
girl.  So, instead he just gave Tina a stern look.

   "Are you hungry?" Scott said after a moment.

   "Y...yes, master," Tina said.  She was indeed hungry but wasn't sure she
could stomach another meal like yesterday's.

   "Good, Jer hasn't eaten either," Scott said as he walked away.

   A minute later he returned with a couple dog bowls.  He put them down in
front of her.  One was full of water and the other had dog food in it. 
Jeremy rushed to the food bowl and started eating.  Tina looked up at her
master waiting for her meal.  However, Scott just smiled back at her and
then looked down at the two bowls.

   "You better get in there if you are hungry," Scott informed her.  "He'll
have it all gone in a minute or two."

   Tina thought she was going to throw up.  She probably would have if she
weren't so hungry.  He had to be joking.  He didn't actually expect her to
eat dog food did he?  Tina just scrunched her nose up in disgust and stood
her ground.  There was no way she was going to eat dog food, let alone
fight over it with an actual dog!

   Scott just smiled at her and walked to the far side of the room where he
then exited the room.  Tina hoped that her little show of defiance would
garner her a real human meal.  However, her master didn't return for
several hours.  And when he did he wasn't carrying her meal.

   During this time, Tina did her best to bond with the dog.  Jer didn't
seem fond of strangers though.  He just ignored or growled at her when she
tried to talk to him.  He would also nip at her hand every time she tried
to pet him.  Her master had stated he was well trained.  But he didn't act
like any well-trained dog she had ever heard of.

   Scott left the room as though he didn't have a care in the world. 
However, once the door shut he rushed to the monitor to watch Tina interact
with Jer.  He wanted to make sure the dog didn't get too aggressive with
her.  He also wanted to make sure he didn't try to fuck her without
permission.

   Jer was a very well trained dog.  Only, his training wasn't just in
obedience, it was in treating human females like bitches.  He had to take
the dog to Mexico to find someone to train Jer in this fashion.  And even
there it had cost him a fortune.  Almost half as much as his dungeon had
cost him.  On top of that, he had to take the dog back for a couple weeks
every year for further training.  It was a huge investment considering the
dog only had a life span of about 6 to 8 years.

   The money was well spent though.  The dog was extremely obedient to
Scott and had a freakish intelligence when it came to handling the subs. 
Or at least the subs that were not smart enough to indicate on their
contracts that they didn't want to have anything to do with bestiality. 
Again, it was almost always the inexperienced subs that forgot to add this
to their agreement before signing.  It certainly would be a mistake they
didn't make twice.

   While very well trained, Jer did slip up from time to time.  Sometimes
he would try to fuck a sub before Scott actually gave him permission to do
so.  There was a little ceremony that the trainer instilled into the dog.
Before taking a person on as his bitch, Jer was trained to mark her first
by pissing on her.  Scott had to give the permission, however, before Jer
was allowed to piss on her.

   This was one of the reasons Scott took the dog back to Mexico every
year. Jer was constantly marking the women without being given permission
first.  Giving this permission was a minor detail, and often even resulted
in a more spontaneous mating of the sub and Jer.  However, it made life
with Jer hell outside the dungeon.

   For example, one time Jer got loose and not only marked a 16 year old
girl sunning on the beach but even took her cherry before Scott seen what
was going on and ran down to the beach to pull him off.  Luckily, the girl
was way too embarrassed to go to the cops, but it could have been a very
different story had someone else seen it happen.

   Scott was surprised when Jer didn't make any immediate attempts to mark
Tina.  Scott wasn't sure if it was because Tina was so young and small
compared to prior subs or if it was because the last sub Scott brought home
had been a guy, Doug.  Still, Scott didn't dare take his eyes off the
monitor until it was time to go back into the room.

   There was no set time that Scott would normally allow this orientation
to last.  It always varied from sub to sub.  He liked to leave the two
alone until the sub came to terms with the situation.  Well, maybe not
"come to terms" but at least "grasp the concept".  He could always tell
when the sub had grasped the concept and was starting to prepare themselves
for what lay ahead of them.  He could tell because they would start
inspecting the dog's equipment.

   The subs seldom actually touched the dog.  But you could tell when they
started getting curious how big the dog's dick actually was.  It was one of
the reasons Scott always told his little Ron Jeremy joke.  It seemed to
help speed the subs on toward this type of curiosity.

   It took Tina about 45 minutes before she started making shy glances
under the dog's belly.  Tina's delay time was pretty average, but he noted
it in her log anyway.  He kept videos of his subs, but found it was almost
always more arousing to read the notes in their logs.  Watching a video of
a sub fuck Jer for the first time was definitely arousing also, but it was
10 times more so if he read the logs first and knew all the tiny details
leading up to that coupling.

   Scott waited an additional 30 minutes after he first noticed Tina
peaking under the dog.  Sometimes when a sub looked under Jeremy his dick
would be hanging out from arousal.  However, most often it would be well
hidden.  So, sometimes a sub's curiosity would get the better of them and
they would actually reach under the dog try to pull his sheath back.  A sub
doing this was extremely rare though.

   Subs that did this of course were almost always immediately marked by
Jer and then mounted shortly after.  Scott never intervened on these
occasions.  He figured if the sub was at the point they could actually
touch the dog's sheath then they were ready to be mounted.  Not that the
other subs would be spared this fate simply because they weren't at that
stage yet.

   As he figured, Tina never made any attempts to touch the dog in this
manner.  Finally, he reentered the room and collected the empty dog bowls.

   "I hope you enjoyed your breakfast," Scott said already knowing she
hadn't touched the food.

   Making a sub eat dog food was pretty trite.  However, it was also pretty
effective.  Even the experienced subs showed increased levels of
subservience when you made them eat dog food.  And almost all of these had
been forced to do it several times in the past.

   Scott would never eat dog food himself in a million years, but he did
note that even the experienced subs seldom put dining limitations on their
agreements.  This told him that while they may not like the taste, a part
of them surely enjoyed being fed the dog food.  He was certain Tina would
come to enjoy it as well.  If not, then too bad.  At least he would enjoy
watching her eat it.

   Scott disappeared for 5 minutes.  When he returned he didn't say
anything.  He just put the leather cuffs on Tina and strung her up with the
pulley like he had the day before.  Tina's body was still aching and a
little red from the prior day's whipping.  She started crying at the
thought of getting yet another vicious session with the belt.

   She actually let out a sigh of relief when Scott started giving her
additional rules to remember.  Failing to repeat them correctly would get
her a taste of the belt, but at least this way she had some form of control
over whether it would happen or not.

   These rules were much different than the ones the day prior.  These were
all centered on Jeremy.  Tina's proper care of Jeremy to be exact.

   While most of these rules sounded pretty generic and even somewhat
harmless, Tina knew what her master was asking her to do.  For example,
rule one stated that "A slave will always ensure Jeremy's needs are met."
Tina didn't have to be a genius to figure that one out.

   Some, however, didn't make any sense at all to her.  Yet others only
made half sense.  For example, rule 3 stated "A slave will never strike or
talk back to Jeremy in any fashion." The strike part made sense but what
the hell did her master mean about talking back?  She could only guess that
he meant she was not to try to order the dog to do something like leave her
alone.  She highly doubted the dog would listen to her anyway.

   Of all the rules, it was the final one that sickened Tina the most.  It
sounded very harmless.  In fact, it was one that could be said in public
and no one would pay it any mind.  But after her ordeal the night before
with her piss-covered hands, Tina knew the real meaning behind this rule.
It stated that, "A slave will always ensure Jeremy is kept clean." She
prayed she was wrong about it's meaning, but deep down she knew she wasn't.

   The good news was that there were only 10 rules total in the care of
Jeremy.  The bad news was that her master gave them all to her at the same
time.  It wasn't like the prior day where one rule was given at a time that
she had to memorize.  She was expected to memorize all 10 in one go.

   "Maybe your mind would be a lot sharper had you eaten more breakfast,"
Scott growled when he swung the belt across her chest after she made her
first screw up.

   Tina screamed when the belt landed.  The belt somehow seemed to sting
even more than it had the day before.  She cut her scream short, however,
when she realized it only seemed to get Jeremy even angrier with her.  The
beast actually took a bite at her foot.  This only caused Tina to start
screaming again.  Which of course got her another bite.  This time she
managed to keep quiet.  She looked down at her foot expecting to see big
chunks missing, but realized Jeremy hadn't even drawn blood.  There were
some pretty bright red marks from his teeth though.

   Tina made a total of 7 mistakes before she was able to recite all the
rules correctly.  She managed to muffle her screams each time she got the
belt, but Jeremy still bit her one of the times.

   Right when she thought her ordeal was over, Tina discovered it was just
beginning.  Once she had recited all 10 rules back correctly, Scott then
asked her to state the rules she had learned the day prior.

   Tina remembered the basics of each of these rules but had seen no reason
to try to keep the exact wording in her long-term memory.  As a result, she
got an additional 11 strikes before she had the wording memorized again. 
From now on she would make it a point to recite all the rules over and over
in her head every chance she got.  If he kept adding rules like this every
day then her body would be a welted mess by the end of the week if she
didn't study.

   "Good girl," Scott repeated a few times as he put down the belt and
started rubbing the soothing ointment on her.

   While any praise was better than the whip, Tina couldn't help but feel
somewhat humiliated by the way Scott said it.  The tone of his voice
sounded like he was talking to her as though she was a dog and not a
person. Considering whom her new roommate was, maybe that was exactly what
he was trying to make her feel like.  Just some worthless mute for his dog
to play with.

   "Would the slave like the ointment on its pussy today?" Scott asked.

   This was a trick question if Tina had ever heard one.  She couldn't
think of a possible answer to it that wouldn't somehow get turned against
her.  So, she said the only thing she knew her master wanted to hear.

   "Yes, master," Tina whispered.

   Tina was surprised when Scott actually reached down to apply it to her
cunt.  She thought for sure he would use it as an excuse to whip her tender
pussy with the belt.  Still there was something in the way her master was
smiling that made her stay alert.  Right before his hand reached her cunt,
Tina suddenly remembered the incident with the alcohol the night prior.  It
was too late to do anything though so she just squeezed her eyes shut and
gritted her teeth in preparation for the pain.

   She felt the wetness of his fingers touch her private parts, but no pain
came.  In fact, the ointment felt even more soothing on her cunt than it
did on the rest of her body.  Tina was cooing in no time as Scott gently
rubbed the ointment all over her bald pussy.  Scott noticed that she
especially seemed to like it when he worked it in around her clit.  But
then, what slut wouldn't?

   Scott could tell she was fighting it, but she was clearly nearing a
climax by the time he started working the ointment deep inside her with his
fingers.  He kept working more and more of the stuff inside her until he
sensed she was right on the brink.  He then abruptly stopped and pulled his
fingers out.  Tina's toes came off the floor and she suspended herself
fully from her wrists as she humped at the air trying to recapture Scott's
fingers.  A few seconds later she realized what she was doing and blushed
deeply and then got herself back under control.

   However, she still looked lovingly down at Scott's moist fingers when
she seen them coming back toward her.  She even raised her right leg
slightly to give him better access.  His fingers didn't go to her cunt this
time though.  Instead, he snaked around back and started working on her ass
crack.  It wasn't what Tina wanted, but it still felt heavenly.

   "Oh," Tina grunted as Scott wormed one of his fingers into her ass.

   It was a grunt of pleasure and not pain though.  A finger actually felt
good compared to the workout her ass had gotten the night before.  It felt
magically delicious when that finger was coated with the ointment.  Like
the front, her master started out slow and built up to a good pace.  He
then added a second and then a third finger.  And like her cunt, he started
removing the fingers long enough to douse them in more of the ointment and
then shove them back inside.  He did this over and over until her asshole
was dripping the ointment as much as her cunt was.  Then, like that, he was
done.

   Tina couldn't believe it, but she was actually disappointed when her
master lowered her from the pulley.  Her arms were already aching but she
would have gladly put up with it much longer had he only worked on her
pussy a little bit longer.

   After she was uncuffed, her master put everything back on the table and
left the room.  Tina wasn't sure if she was being rewarded or punished.  It
didn't necessarily feel like she was being punished, but it certainly would
have seemed more like a reward had he made her cum.

   It would have been utterly humiliating to cum like that, but this would
have been exactly how Tina always envisioned S&M to be like.  Other than
the dog, the day had been straight out of one of her fantasies.  A little
punishment followed by some pampering then followed by a nice orgasm mixed
with a little humiliation.

   It had to be a test; she just knew it.  Her master gets her all worked
up then leaves.  What else could it be?  He was trying to get her to break
rule number 9, which said, "A slave will never make herself cum without
permission."

   It was a rule she never thought she would have to worry about.  However,
right now she wasn't too sure.  She felt all gooey and slick inside from
all that ointment.  It was extremely arousing; yet not enough to actually
make her cum without the help of her fingers.

   Well, she had news for him.  It would take a lot more than a little
ointment to make her break a rule that would most likely result in another
long session with the belt.  Granted, her master had not given any
indications that the dungeon might actually be wired with hidden cameras.
But she had to assume that it was.

   Tina was huddled in her corner thinking about this when Jer looked her
way.  The dog had followed his owner to the door in obvious hopes of some
time outside the hot room.  Now that it was clear he wasn't getting out,
Jer decided to give his new roommate a little attention.

   Tina wanted to tell the dog to get away when he trotted over and started
sniffing at her.  She knew this could get her into trouble, so she didn't.
She almost screamed for her master though when Jer started licking at her
legs.

   It felt disgusting as the dog licked at her leg and got slobber all over
it.  It also hurt a little since he seemed to focus mainly on her newest
welts from the belt.  The only thing that settled her down was the fact
that this could be a good sign.  She was pretty sure that dogs only licked
at people they liked.  Maybe after this he would stop growling and biting
her and stuff.

   At first Tina thought Jer was actually trying to sooth her pain by
licking the welts.  His rough hot tongue didn't do much but irritate the
welts, but the poor dog wouldn't know this.  It then dawned on her;
however, that Jer wasn't just licking her he was cleaning her.  He was
trying to sop up all the ointment.  There clearly was something in the
mixture that Jer really, really, really liked.  Tina was a bit disappointed
that the dog wasn't actually starting to like her.

   Yet, she still had hopes the ointment might contain something that would
get the beast sick.  Possibly even kill the fucker.  She knew he was just a
dog and didn't really deserve to die for just following his basic
instincts. However, it certainly would solve her roommate problem.

   When Jer finished with her legs he tried sticking his nose between them.
Tina gasped in shock and quickly leaned forward and put out her right hand
that had gotten wet with the ointment earlier.

   Jer didn't seem to care where he licked so he gladly moved on to her
arm. When this was clean, he went to the next closest target, which was her
chest.

   "Oh gawd," Tina gasped when Jer's rough tongue ran across her sensitive
right nipple.

   She knew she wasn't supposed to stop Jeremy, but surely a small nudge to
get him to lick elsewhere would be allowed.  However, when she moved her
hand to Jer's head the dog stopped licking and started growling.  Tina
yanked her hand away as fast as she could when she felt Jer's hard teeth
pressed up against her nipple.  She just knew she would die from the pain
if the big dog bit her there.

   Tina's heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she thought she
might pass out.  Jer only growled like that for about 15 seconds, but it
was the longest 15 seconds of her life.  Finally the dog went back to
licking her right tit.  Tina calmed down a little once he stopped growling,
but it was impossible to completely relax with that damn tongue lapping at
her.

   The huge tongue would start about 4 inches below her nipple and slide
up, over and then 3 inches past it.  The 8-inch lick seemed very long to
Tina, but it was actually a short length in comparison to the dog's size.

   That lick also produced a lot of conflicting sensations.  As it slid
upward it ran across various new welts.  This caused tiny jolts of pain
that kind of just lingered there in her guts.  However, when it landed on
her nipple the jolts of pain seemed to mix with, well, Tina wasn't sure
exactly what it was.

   Her nipples were very sensitive and when she touched them in the past
she always thought of the feeling as a kind of antsy pain that made her
want to pull her hair out.  However, compared to the licks on her welts,
she now realized this feeling was quite different.

   For one thing, the sensation didn't just linger in her guts like the
pain did.  In fact, the pain sensations lingering in her stomach only
seemed to amplify the nipple jolts as they shot past her guts and continued
on down her legs.  The sensation was so strong that each lick made Tina
curl her toes in tight little fists.

   This pool of sensations seemed to be too large to all fit down her legs
and kind of spilled over to her groin each time as well.  It wasn't as
strong as what went down her legs, but it was enough to kind of make her
clit vibrate with the feeling for an instant.

   "Not like this," Tina groaned when she realized the licks were starting
to re-spark her arousal from earlier.

   Tina knew from experience that these nipple jolts could somehow cause
arousal, but the thought of a dog's tongue causing it was almost too
disgusting and humiliating to face.  She just had to get his tongue away
from her chest.  However, when she slowly moved her hand towards Jer's head
again, the dog seen it and quickly shot up and tried to bite it.  He then
went right back to licking at her chest.

   Tina finally gave up and just sat there gritting her teeth as she
watched the beast lick her chest again and again.  She felt so helpless as
all the sensations filled up her body and started to even leak out her
pores.

   In the middle of all of this, Tina suddenly realized the truth about all
her new "rules".  They weren't rules at all.  At least most of the Jeremy
ones weren't.  They were warnings for her protection.  For example, number
four stated that, "A slave will never try to stop Jeremy."

   At the time she first heard this one, Tina felt it was rather redundant
since at least two other rules alluded to this in some fashion.  However,
she now realized that her master was just ensuring he covered all the
bases. Her master already knew that Jeremy would punish her if she
disobeyed this "rule".  In fact, Tina suspected that these rules, or at
least a version of them, had not been written for Tina or any other prior
slave.  The original set of rules had been written for whoever trained
Jeremy.

   Tina blushed in humiliation when she started thinking about the wording
of all the other "rules".  Had the dog really been trained to ensure she
followed them all?  Just the thought of it made her skin crawl.  For many
of these rules, she had planned to slack off on, if not completely cheat
on. But if Jer was actually trained like she thought he was, then that
meant she would not only have to perform them all but do so to Jeremy's
satisfaction.

   "Gawd," Tina groaned when she realized she hadn't gotten a new roommate
after all.  She had gotten a second master.

   The thought of having a dog as a master was more than just humiliating.
It was utterly disgusting.  As the thought washed over her Tina thought for
sure she was going to be sick.  However, her empty stomach prevented it.

   Tina was doing her little slut dance on the floor by the time Jer moved
on to her left tit.  Tina didn't want to get excited but she just couldn't
help it.  The pain from the welts, the nipple jolts, everything seemed to
somehow excite her now.  She knew she was in trouble, however, when the
revolting thought of being a dog's slave even began to excite her.

   Tina closed her eyes tight and tried to convince herself that her
conclusions about Jeremy were wrong.  It was just a very demented part of
her mind creating disgusting fantasies.  Fantasies that Tina wanted no part
of.  She knew these horrible lewd thoughts had no business roaming around
in her little head.

   "You're not a dog's slave.  You're not a dog's slave."

   Tina repeated this over and over in her head.  However, the sentence
kept switching back to, "You ARE a dog's slave!"

   Despite these revolting thoughts, Jeremy's relentless tongue continued
to stoke the fire between Tina's legs.  She tried to will herself to at
least stop rubbing her legs together, but she found she could only stop for
a few seconds at a time.  Then, her legs seemed to just start up on their
own again.

   In a last ditch effort to save her sanity; Tina tried fantasizing about
her human master.  She thought about how big his dick was and how he would
probably end up using it on her.  She even fantasized about how he had cum
all over her breakfast the morning before and how it had tasted when she
ate it all up.  It had been very sickening at the time, but compared to
this it now actually made for an acceptable fantasy.

   These fantasies worked for a minute or two.  But then they started to
backfire on her.  They got her so excited that darker and more demented
fantasies started to slip in.  Before she knew it she was back to thinking
about being Jeremy's bitch slave.  Only now, a tiny part of her actually
was starting to get off on the thought.

   So horrid were these thoughts that Tina was relieved when Jeremy bit her
side and brought her back to reality.  Jeremy wanted her to turn around so
he could reach the ointment on her back.  The bite had been subtle, but
Tina got the message loud and clear.

   Not that Tina needed any motivation to turn around.  She thanked the
heavens that the beast had finally finished with her chest.  She was
disgusted with herself, however, when she realized that deep down she was
already missing the sensations of Jeremy's tongue on her nipples.  The
feeling had been unbearable, yet a part of her seemed to desire them now.

   This craving diminished over the next 5 minutes as Jeremy's tongue ran
back and forth across her back.  It tickled in some spots, but for the most
part all she felt was tinges of pain as the rough tongue slid across all
the fresh belt marks.

   By the time Jeremy finished, Tina's desire had all but vanished.  She
was just left with the disgust and humiliation of having almost climaxed
with a dog licking her tits.  She was so disappointed with herself that she
even started to cry.

   She stopped crying and her eyes got wide suddenly when Jeremy made it
clear he wasn't finished with her after all.

   "He's...  he's trying to lick my ass," Tina said in shock.

   She wasn't sure why she said it out loud.  She knew her master wouldn't
come to her rescue even if he were watching via hidden cameras.  He had to
have known Jeremy would lick her like this.  If anything, her comments
probably would only excite her master.  She tried to deny her master this
pleasure, but the fear and disgust of what Jeremy was trying to do was too
great.

   "He's trying to lick my ass!" Tina said much louder this time.

   But of course no one came to her rescue.  All she got was a bite on her
right side just above the ass cheek she was sitting on.  She thought this
was a reaction to her outburst, but a second slightly harder bite told her
Jer was just telling her to raise her ass off the floor so he could lick
it.

   Who was she kidding, he wasn't just telling her, he was ordering her,
Tina thought to herself.  She was a dog's slave.

   Sobbing again, Tina slowly raised her ass off the floor.  She didn't go
completely up on her hands and knees though.  She only lifted her ass high
enough so that Jer would stop growling.

   "Oh!" Tina let out in surprise when the tongue ran up the crack of her
ass.

   She had not been prepared for this.  She thought the dog would just lick
her ass cheeks where the ointment had been placed.  A wave of despair
washed over her when she remembered that the ointment was not just on her
ass cheeks.  In fact, her master had ensured tons of it had made its way
not just into her ass crack but deep up her tight little hole as well.

   "No!" Tina said when she remembered an equal amount of the fluid being
placed in her cunt.  "He's going to lick me down there!"

   Again, she knew her comments were both silly and pointless.  Not only
was the dog already technically licking her down there, but this clearly
had been the whole point of putting so much ointment in that location. 
Still, Tina couldn't help but ask for mercy.  Just like she did almost
every time the belt hit her earlier and the day before.

   "No," Tina kept repeating over and over as the beast feasted on her ass
crack.

   Sometimes there would be an "Oh!" as well.  There was an especially loud
"Oh" when Jeremy forced his tongue up her asshole for the first time.  The
feel of the huge, rough tongue forcing its way up her asshole almost made
Tina piss herself.  She had felt many things up her ass before, but never
anything like this.  Despite how disgusting it was, Tina couldn't deny the
fact that it had felt good.

   Jeremy wasn't satisfied with just one lick up her ass either.  He kept
shooting his tongue up her asshole again and again.  His tongue must have
been at least 6 inches long and Tina could feel every rough inch of it as
it wiggled its way in and out of her hole.

   To make matters worse, Jeremy was pressing his snout right up into her
crack.  She could feel his hard teeth pressing right up against her
puckered hole and he seemed to be almost chewing on it.  It wasn't that
painful, but it was scary.  She knew that with his tongue out the dog
couldn't actually bite her tender area hard enough to do damage, but it was
scary nonetheless.  She got used to it after a minute, however, and then it
started to even give her a kind of perverse thrill.

   It wasn't until Jeremy had moved down to her cunt that Tina realized she
at some point had not only lifted her ass high in the air but had even
lowered her face to the floor in order to give the beast better access to
her asshole.

   Tina felt like an utter slut as she knelt there like that for the dog.
Not only did she not lower her ass again, but she even spread her legs for
the beast.

   Tina shot forward and almost plowed her head into the wall when Jeremy
swiped his tongue across her cunt for the first time.  His tongue was so
wide and Tina was so small that the tongue literally slid across every inch
of her cunt.  It was the feel of it across her clit and cunt lips though
that shot a bolt of electricity through her body.  The feel of Jeremy's
tongue up her asshole had been intense but it was nothing compared to this.

   As overwhelming as it had felt, Tina couldn't help herself from pushing
her ass back toward Jeremy for another lick.  She didn't have to go far
though, the dog had followed pursuit and was already within inches of her
cunt again.  His licks kept making Tina involuntarily lurch forward, and
Jeremy kept chasing her down.  In less than a minute Tina found herself
lodged in the corner with her hands pressing hard against the two walls as
she raised her ass up high for Jeremy to assault it with his tongue.

   How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?
Tina discovered the answer was 22.  On the 23th lick, Jer's tongue shot
right up her hole.

   "Oh, shit!" Tina screamed.

   She knew from the moment he started licking her cunt that this would
happen.  Yet, the sensation was still a shock to her system.  The feel of
it sliding against her clit and cunt walls as it forced it's way in was
almost smooth and soothing.  However, when he dragged it back out, the tiny
little tongue bristles seemed to try to latch on.  It wasn't painful but it
created a sensation that Tina would have felt impossible to experience had
she not been doing so at that moment.  Not only did it excite every nerve
ending in her cunt, but every time Jeremy pulled his tongue back out it
also felt like he was dragging a piece of her soul with it.

   "Lick my cunt!"

   Tina didn't know where the statement had come from.  She heard it and
could tell it was her voice, but couldn't imagine she would say such a
thing.  Yet, as she thought this she heard herself saying it again.  She
said other things as well.  Dirty things.  Things that no girl should ever
say to a man let alone a dog.  Things that sickened her beyond belief, yet
somehow drove her closer and closer to climax.

   Then, it hit her.  The key word being "hit." It wasn't like many of the
prior climaxes in her life that seemed to wash over her.  This one hit her
like a punch in the gut.  She felt like a cowboy riding a bull.  The climax
seemed to be pulling her in every direction and she had a death grip on her
sanity, trying her best not to be thrown to the ground and trampled.

   "Oh gawd," Tina started mumbling over and over as her climax finally
dissipated.

   Tina was now ultra sensitive, but Jeremy didn't seem to care.  He just
kept licking at her insides as though he wasn't going to be happy until he
cleaned out her entire soul.  She begged him over and over to stop.  She
even went as far as to refer to him as "Master".  But Jeremy didn't stop
until he was satisfied there was no more ointment to get.  It was only a
couple minutes past her climax until Jeremy stopped licking, but it had
been a very long and uncomfortable time for the poor girl.

   Once Jeremy moved away, Tina slid to the ground in a mass of used and
very tired flesh.

   "Good girl," Scott complimented her.

   Tina's eyes shot open by the unexpected sound of her master's voice. 
God, how long had he been standing there, Tina thought in horror.  She
turned beat red in embarrassment and humiliation as she pictured what her
master had just witnessed.  If she could somehow crawl down the tiny sewer
pipe in her floor and die, she certainly would have.

   Instead, she had to settle for getting into a fetal position and crying.
She had felt like a total worthless slut when she gave herself over to
Jeremy's tongue.  She felt 10 times worse than that now that she knew her
master had witnessed it.  It got even worse though when she heard her
master give Jeremy a command.

   "Mark the bitch," Scott ordered.

   Seconds later Tina looked up to see Jeremy standing next to her.  She
looked on in horror as the dog lifted his hind leg.  The next thing she
knew a hot stream of piss was raining down on her.  The beast wasn't happy
with just one spot either.  He must have rotated or something because she
felt the stream run across her legs over her waist and up her chest.  She
thought for sure she was going to be sick when it ran across her face and
head as well.

   Finally, the piss halted.  Tina then dry heaved a couple times until she
could get her stomach to settle down.  The heaves were not from the thought
of being pissed on though.  They only came when it dawned on Tina that she
would now be expected to clean her area again.

   6.

   Tina was crying and gagging when Scott finally left the room.  He was
proud of her though.  It had only taken 5 hits with the belt to get her to
clean her area up.  She used her hands to squeegee all the dog piss down
the tiny hole in the floor.  She even remembered to clean her hands
properly by sucking each finger into her mouth before licking her palms. 
Yes, Tina was indeed a good girl.

   As reward, Scott decided to take Jeremy out of the room for a few hours.
He would give Tina some time to come to terms with what had just happened.
He knew she would be sour about the whole ordeal and a part of him wanted
to explain how lucky she actually was.  He was taking it very easy on her
so far.  Not only where her whippings minor, but he was even restraining
Jeremy.

   Scott had a few different paths he took subs at this point during their
"visits" with him.

   While most subs were forced to start servicing Jeremy's dick that same
day, a select few were spared this.  Sometimes Scott never brought the dog
back in the room at all during the sub's entire time in the dungeon.  This
was because Scott found it a waste of time to have the two interact.  Or at
least he felt it was a waste of his time.  These particular subs were the
ones that acted somewhat indifferent when first introduced to Jeremy.

   This indifference made mating the dog with them a huge bore.  He
preferred the ones that either loved fucking Jeremy or absolutely hated it.
You would be surprised how many actually loved it.  Or at least loved to
hate it...  if that makes any sense.  These where the ones that got mated
with Jeremy that very day.

   However, those like Tina who clearly hated it; these were the ones that
got special treatment.  They got a somewhat slower introduction to Jeremy.
Of course, Scott's idea of "slow introduction" probably didn't match up
well with the sub's definition.

   Scott just felt it was cruel to Jeremy to delay the mating more than a
couple days.  In fact, it seemed especially cruel to do so right after the
pissing ritual.  In human terms, doing this was a lot like a couple getting
married, then getting to their luxury hotel room only to find their parents
sitting on the couch waiting to play Monopoly all night long.  Once Jeremy
marks a bitch it just seemed natural to allow the beast to consummate the
relationship.

   To make it up to the dog, he would take Jeremy on a nice stroll on the
beach.  Maybe toss him a Frisbee a few times.

   It was over 5 hours before he checked in on Tina again.  He had only
planned to wait 3 hours, but had gotten busy.  First he had to give Jeremy
some of his time.  Then he jumped on the internet so he could started
searching for possible news stories on Tina.  Scott was amazed at how many
missing children there were.  There were dozens that had gone missing in
the past year and a few in the past month or two.

   Scott was able to quickly see that none of the pictures matched up with
Tina.  However, he got kind of caught up reading all the stories.  The
stories got Scott wondering what happened to them all.  He highly doubted
that most were just out there living on their own.  They were only kids
after all.

   If they dared speak honestly, a lot of Scott's prior subs would say
Scott was a heartless asshole.  Of course, many would mean that as a
compliment.  While this description was somewhat true, Scott still felt bad
about some things.  Right now he felt sorry for a lot of these children. 
Some of these children surely were dead.  Others probably were being
tortured or raped in someone's basement and only wished they were dead. 
Sure, in a sick sort of way, these thoughts did turn him on a little.  But
mostly he felt sorry for them.

   He was not so blind as to not see how what he was doing to Tina would
seem to fit into that second category.  But looks can be deceiving.  Was
she being held against her will and made to do nasty and disgusting things?
Sure.  But he knew that deep down this is what she really wanted.  Even if
she didn't realize it herself yet.  It's not like he was doing anything to
her that she had not technically signed up for when she decided to run away
from home and then stand in front of an S&M bar late at night.

   When he did go back into the dungeon he found Tina had long since
stopped crying.  Here eyes were dry and the dark rings from the earlier
irritation were almost gone.  She didn't look at him though.  Her blush
told him she was still too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

   "Have you gone to the bathroom yet today?" Scott asked.

   "No, master," Tina whispered, then looked up in hopes he might take her
to a toilet somewhere.

   "I have to go out tonight," Scott informed her.  "If you have too, you
can go to the bathroom on your own while I'm gone tonight."

   "Oh really?  Thanks a lot asshole," Tina didn't say it of course. 
Instead she just glared up at him.

   A second later she realized exactly what he was really saying.  He was
letting her know that she wouldn't always be allowed to use the restroom in
private.  In fact, the way he said it made it sound like he would be
present almost all the time she performed this personal act.  This caused
Tina to blush and look back down at the floor again.

   Tina's hopes soared high, however, when Scott went behind the big
curtain and came back out holding what appeared to be a toilet.  It was a
very strange looking toilet, but a toilet nonetheless.

   He carried it rather easily, so Tina figured it must be made of a hard
plastic and not porcelain like a normal toilet would be.  The top seat area
looked just like a normal toilet seat though.  It was the bottom half that
looked odd.  It had 4 metal legs to hold it upright and then a small tube
that came down the center.  She suddenly realized that this toilet was
specially designed for the small hole in her living area.  If placed over
the hole, the tube would fit into it.  Then, when she went to the bathroom,
all the waste would funnel down the tube and right into the hole without
causing a mess.

   It wasn't the Ritz, but it was 1,000 times better than just squatting
and stuff.  Her hopes were quickly dashed though.

   "If you continue to be a really good girl then I will let you use this
on a full time basis," Scott informed her.

   With that, he took it back behind the curtain.  Tina felt like crying
again.  For a moment she had thought she would at least be able to use it
tonight.  And God did she really need to use it.  She blushed further when
she realized she had to do number 2 as well as number 1.  And she doubted
she could wait another day to do so.  Not that she would want to wait that
long.  Chances are her master would be present to watch then.

   When Scott left the room, Tina thought he had left the house.  She had
lost complete track of time, but it didn't seem like it should be night
yet. But then, maybe he just meant he was leaving now and staying out until
late tonight.  Regardless, she was pleased to be left alone.

   Tina waited about 30 minutes and then decided she might as well get her
disgusting bathroom break out of the way.  She crawled over to the 2-inch
hole and stared at it for a moment.  She sat there trying to formulate the
best and most efficient way to use it.  Especially for doing number 2.  In
the end, she decided the best method would be the obvious one, squatting
over it.  So, she did just that.  She squatted over it making sure she kept
her legs spread wide so she could visually inspect her progress during the
deed.

   Her stream of piss missed the hole by several inches, but Tina had
expected this.  Her main concern was for what was about to come out the
back and not what was splashing out the front.  She was about to flex her
stomach muscles to start the procedure when the door suddenly opened.

   Tina tried to stop herself but she just couldn't.  She had to go too
badly.  It was why she hadn't tried to do number one down the hole and then
number 2 later.  She knew that once she started one the other would soon
follow.  And follow it did.

   "No, don't look!" Tina said as her master walked over to her.

   Tina didn't care if she got punished for talking without permission.  It
would be worth it if it meant he would turn away.  But he didn't turn away.

   "Oh, gawd," Tina grunted in horror as she was forced to push her
excrement out in front of her master.  To add to her humiliation, her
stream of piss increased significantly as she did so.  This somehow seemed
even more humiliating than what happened with Jeremy earlier.

   "Good timing," Scott said with a chuckle.  "It's a good thing I had this
video camera with me."

   Tina looked up at her master in utter horror.  Surely he wasn't filming
this, but she quickly realized he was.  She tried again to halt but it was
way too late for that.  So, she looked down away from the camera and
started crying in humiliation as she finished the disgusting deed.  As she
did so, rule number 14 suddenly jumped into her head, "As bad as things
seem, they can always get worse." That certainly had happened in this case.
What scared her was that it might actually be possible for things to get
even more horrid than they already were.  And she was right.

   "Don't forget to clean up," Scott said once she had finished relieving
herself.

   Tina thought she was going to be sick when she looked at the mess she
had made.  There was piss everywhere.  She hadn't expected to piss that
much.  However, she had lost control when she tried to stop her bowel
movement.  She thanked God though that at least most of the excrement had
gone straight down the hole.  There was still some just outside range of
the hole that she knew she would have to push inside.

   She knelt down next to it right away, but it took her over a minute to
get the nerve to actually touch it.  Having her master right there getting
close-ups with a video camera didn't help matters.

   Tina finally put her best "Ew" face on and reached out and pushed the
excrement into the hole.  She gagged a couple times but didn't throw up. 
The last thing she wanted to do right now was put her face down next to
that hole in order to be sick.

   Scott smiled at Tina's intelligence when she thought to wash her hands
in the pool of piss prior to pushing it all down the hole.  Many subs never
thought to do this.  They just squeegee the piss down the hole.  In doing
so, they end up having to clean both excrement and piss off there fingers
and hand.  Tina would only have to taste piss this way.  Or so she thought.

   Sucking the piss off her fingers and hand seemed infinitely worse with
her master filming it all.  She was crying pretty heavily, but she managed
to finish.  She then started to crawl back away from the hole, thinking she
was done.  Scott informed her otherwise.

   "You forgot to wipe," Scott told her.

   Tina looked up at her master in hopes he was joking.  Well, she knew him
well enough already to know he wasn't.  She just hoped for some sign that
this was just a recommendation and not an actual order to do so at this
time.

   "Make sure you give me a good angle so the camera can get it all," Scott
said.

   "Well, that answers that question," Tina thought to herself.

   Tina was extremely embarrassed but she did manage to glare at the camera
in anger as she turned around in order to give a better view.  Her right
hand was shaking as she reached back and prepared to give her asshole a
swipe with her index and middle finger.

   "No, use your left hand," Scott said right when she had gotten up the
nerve to actually go through with the task.  "Some watching the video might
find it poor etiquette if you use the right hand."

   In some countries, people actually wipe their ass with their fingers. 
When doing so they always use the left hand.  Using the right hand is
unthinkable.  This is what Scott was referring to.  However, Tina didn't
give a shit about all of that.  The only thing she paid attention too was
the first two words in the sentence.  Would her master actually show this
tape to other people?  This thought caused Tina's entire upper body to turn
red in embarrassment.

   Tina did what she was told though and switched to her left hand.  Of
course, this now required a full additional minute for her to get her nerve
back up again.

   Tina groaned in disgust as her two fingers slid through her ass crack.
She had pinched her bowel movement off pretty well earlier, but there was
still enough left to cover her fingers.  She swiped twice and then looked
back at her master for approval.  He just nodded.

   Tina then turned back around, holding her left hand out away from her as
far as she could.  She then brought it down to the hole and started
scraping them against the edge of the hole in order to get all the nasty
gunk off it.

   She felt like scraping them like that until the skin actually came off.
But she realized after a minute that she had reached a point where scraping
them no longer accomplished anything.  For every micro particle she scraped
off, others just reattached.  She could still see a very small tint of
brown on them, but they were as clean as they were going to get considering
the circumstances.  But again, Tina was wrong.

   "You know what to do," Scott informed her.

   Tina just looked at her master and shook her head back and forth. 
However, her reaction was more of disbelief than refusal.  Scott didn't
even have to grab the belt.  A simple glare at her and Tina had her two
fingers in her mouth.

   "Very good girl," Scott praised.  "I have a gift for you to help get the
taste out of your mouth."

   When Tina looked back up to see her gift, she found herself inches away
from her master's hard dick.  What disgusted her most was that the thought
of tasting her master's dick right now actually did seem like a reward. 
Anything to make her forget the taste of her piss and excrement.

   Tina didn't hold back this time when she sucked her master's dick.  She
was pretty sure he already knew she had faked the coughing last time and
that she could probably handle his dick without any problem.  In fact, she
thought maybe this was why he had been so mean to her so far.  Besides, if
she did a good enough job maybe he would start letting her use the toilet
he showed her earlier.

   This last thought gave her hope and at the same time concerned her.  It
gave her hope that life could start to get better here.  But it also
concerned her that she had sunk this far so soon.  She had sunk so far that
she actually seen a cheep plastic toilet as being a huge reward.

   Her master started cursing at her as she sucked him off.  Tina was smart
enough to know these words were just his way of letting her know she was
giving him an excellent blowjob.  Still, many of the comments embarrassed
her greatly.

   She still didn't hold much back though.  Not even when she realized her
master was still filming her.  She just relaxed her throat and fucked her
master's dick with it.  She did keep the insertions to only 7 inches
though. She knew she could handle all 9 but a girl needs some secrets. 
Besides, it would please him even more down the road if she gradually
improved this depth.  And the more she pleased him the better life would
be.

   "Jer is really going to enjoy this," Scott said.

   It was just one of many nasty things her master told her, but it
certainly was the most disturbing.  Did he mean what she thought he meant?
Surely not.  She only had a fleeting moment to worry about it though before
her master's dick started unloading down her throat.  Taking her master's
cum like this was a little degrading, but certainly much better than eating
it off her food.  Speaking of which, when was she going to get a chance to
eat again?

   As though reading her mind, Scott pulled his dick out of her mouth and
left the room.  A few minutes later he returned with the two dog bowls
again.  As he put them down in front of her she seen they contained exactly
what she figured they would.  One had water and the other dog food.

   Tina was so hungry that the thought of having recently licked piss and
shit off her fingers didn't even ruin her appetite.  The dog food still
sickened her, but it was food.  Would she enjoy eating it?  Hell no.  But
she would eat it.  She did have some sense of pride left however and at
least waited until her master left the room.

   7.

   Scott did a bit of shopping and then later went to the club where he met
up with his lab tech friend.  He had dropped the blood off with his friend
earlier that morning while Tina slept and was happy to see the results. 
Tina's blood work came back 100 percent clean.

   It was just after 11 p.m.  when he finally got home.  He smiled when he
went into the dungeon and found the two dog dishes were empty.  Tina had no
cause to dump them down the drain so he was pretty sure she had actually
eaten it all.  He would verify this later of course when he watched the
video footage.

   "Good girl," Scott praised.

   Tina blushed, but managed to give him a small smile as a form of thanks
for his comment.  This was a little out of character for the girl, but not
a surprise.  Many of his subs often started pretending to play along like
this.  Especially after he left them alone for several hours like he had
just done with Tina.  It gives them time to think and reason.  The
conclusion is always the same for all of them.  And that is that if they
want life to get better then they need to play along the best they can.

   What none of them realize, however, is that this only sent a signal to
Scott that it was now time to start pushing their training along at a
faster pace.

   "I hope you didn't mind your time alone," Scott said with a smile.  "Jer
was getting pretty randy so I took him down to the club so one of my old
subs could take care of him."

   Scott didn't see a need to tell her the whole truth about the lab
results and what have you.  He just wanted to make her envision Jer being
sucked off or fucking one of his prior subs.  And at the same time remind
her what she had to look forward too as his current sub.

   Scott left with the dog bowls.  Tina's heart sunk when her master
returned several minutes later holding the video camera.  He laid it on the
ground just inches out of what she now knew to be her maximum reach while
chained to the wall.  She never thought to wonder how he knew this was her
maximum reach.

   Scott spent several moments lining up the camera and ensuring the corner
of her area was in frame, in focus and lit properly.  He then went behind
the big curtain.  Tina dreaded what he would return with.  She was
surprised to see him return with a simple television set.  It was rather
large and had at least a 32" screen, but it was on a cart and he easily
wheeled it around and into position just behind the camera.

   He plugged this in and then went to the far corner of the room where he
opened one of the cabinets and dug around in it for a moment.  When he
returned he was holding a small vibrator.  And yes, Tina definitely knew
what a vibrator looked like.  He handed the vibrator to Tina and showed her
how to turn it on and off.  She already knew all of this but didn't say
anything.

   "Movie time!" Scott said gleefully as he stood back and walked over to
the TV again.

   There was a huge stack of DVDs on the bottom shelf of the cart.  Scott
spent over a minute looking through them before he found exactly what he
was looking for.

   "You have been an extremely good slave so far," Scott began.  "For that
I'm going to give you a gift.  This isn't going to seem like a gift, but
trust me it is.  You see, tomorrow you will start sucking Jer's dick..."

   Scott stopped talking for a moment when Tina burst out in tears and
sobs.

   "Shhh, there's no need to be sad," Scott said calmly.  "You have nothing
to fear.  Jer will make sure you do it right."

   This of course only got Tina crying harder.  Of course Jer would make
sure she did it right.  This wasn't her concern and he knew it.

   "This video will help you prepare," Scott continued once Tina calmed
down a little.  "Not only will it give you a heads up on what Jer likes,
but it will also help prepare your mind for it.  That last part is where
the vibrator comes into play.  I want you to play with yourself as you
watch the video.  The video lasts for 7 hours, but the batteries on the
camera will go out after only 2.  I expect you to cum at least 4 times
during those two hours.  You can stop at 4 cums if you want, but I will be
extra pleased if you do more.  Don't you dare fucking try to fake any
though.  I know exactly how you look when you cum and I will know the
difference."

   At that, Scott hit play on the DVD player and the screen came to life.
Tina looked on in horror as a female not much older than 18 or 19 came into
frame.  She was kneeling down in the exact spot Tina currently sat in.  And
like Tina, the girl was ankle chained to the wall and looked very sad.

   A few seconds after being in frame, the girl looked to her right and
blushed as Jer trotted over to meet her.  The girl's right hand reached out
and started playing with Jeremy's dick.  Tina couldn't believe the woman
would actually do such a thing.  But then the camera angle moved.  This
told Tina that her master was in the room holding the camera...  thus
answering why the girl would play with Jer's dick like that without any
urging from the dog.  Her master had clearly ordered her to do so.

   Watching the woman play with the dog's dick was bad enough, but Tina had
to look away when she bent down and started sucking it.

   "Keep your eyes on the video!" Scott yelled at Tina.

   Tina quickly looked back at the screen.  She felt like she was going to
be sick as she watched the woman give Jer a blowjob.  Tina's stomach full
of dog food wasn't helping matters either.  But she continued to watch as
she was instructed.  She didn't even turn away when her master left the
room.

   She watched like that for over 30 minutes before she remembered the
vibrator.  She was supposed to be playing with herself.  Her master hadn't
reminded her about this earlier when he was still in the room, so she
guessed she wouldn't get punished for delaying so long.  However, she was
pretty sure she would get punished if she didn't cum at least 4 times.  And
now she only had about one and a half hours to accomplish that.  But she
didn't see how she could possibly cum even once while watching this
disgusting movie.

   Tina turned the vibrator on and tried her best anyway.  She tried
fantasizing about all kinds of things but nothing seemed to drown out the
images in front of her.  Finally, she had no choice but to try to generate
fantasies that included these images.  It made her feel like a cheep whore,
but after several minutes it actually started to work.

   Her first cum came 20 minutes later.  During that climax she fantasized
not about being the girl but being her master and making the girl suck on
the dog.  Her second climax arrived very shortly after via the same
fantasy.

   The third climax took much longer.  Tina groaned in disappointment when
the video clip of the first girl came to an end and a clip of a completely
different girl began.  This was a great disappointment for Tina because the
prior girl had looked a lot like another girl she knew in real life.  She
in fact had played a vital role in her masturbation fantasy.  However, this
new girl didn't look anything like this girl or any other real life girl
she knew.  If anything, the girl looked more like herself.

   This woman was at least 21 or 22, but she had the same color hair as
herself and even a couple similar facial features.  The woman was also an A
or B cup at best, which definitely reminded her of herself.  She knew what
she had to do, but it still took her a few minutes to face the fact.

   Finally though, she started fantasizing while trying to superimpose
herself in the place of the girl on the screen.  As she did so, she
couldn't help but wonder if her master had pieced these clips together
knowing she would be forced to fantasize in this manner.  She had seen him
dig through the pile as though it had always been there.  Had that been
just an act?  She decided anything was possible with this guy.

   Tina felt like the lowest of the low when she realized the fantasy was
actually working.  She was actually fantasizing about sucking Jeremy's dick
and getting off on it!  It was humiliating and disgusting, yet even this
aspect somehow added to the fantasy.  To add to her debasement, this cum
turned out to be even stronger than the first two.

   Her stomach filled with fright though when she looked at the clock
readout on the front of the DVD player.  It had read 11:20 p.m.  when the
video started and now it showed 1:15 a.m.  The timer had been blinking 12
a.m.  until her master set the time.  She wondered if he had picked just
past 11 p.m.  at random or if that was the actual time.

   It was a stupid thing to be worrying about right now though.  All that
mattered now was that her time was pretty much up.  She kept on
masturbating though but her time ran out before she could cum.  However,
the video camera was still recording.  Had her master lied about the
batteries or was 2 hours a low-end estimate?  What exactly would be the
high-end estimate?  Did she have just a couple minutes left or is it
possible it might go on for another 30 to 40 minutes?  Thinking about it
only wasted time though so she pushed her mind right back into fantasy
mode.

   This time it was much harder though.  Not only had she just spit out 3
other climaxes but now she was frantically racing against time.  The only
way she was going to make it was if she pushed the fantasy even further. 
She focused very intently on the screen until she could almost literally
see herself in the woman's place.  God did it increase the revolting factor
of the fantasy, but at the same time it also increased the perverse arousal
aspect.

   "I'm sucking a dog's dick," she planned to just think this but was
shocked that she actually said it out loud.

   She realized, however, that saying it out loud had sent perverse tingles
throughout her cunt.

   "I'm a dirty dog sucker!"

   "I'm nothing but a worthless dog slut!"

   "I'm going to drink Jeremy's cum!"

   On and on Tina went.  The dirtier the comments the more excited she
seemed to get.  However, what finally pushed her over the top was when it
dawned on her that all of these statements would actually come true very
soon.

   "Oh gawd, I really am a slut," Tina whispered as she finally came down
from her humiliating climax.

   Tina sat there for a long minute and then looked down at the video
camera.  The batteries had gone dead.  Had it gone dead before her climax
or after?  She wasn't sure which she would have preferred.  She certainly
didn't want to be punished with the belt again, but she wasn't so sure it
would be worse than immortalizing that last climax on video.

   After thinking about it for several long minutes, Tina came to the
conclusion she would prefer the belt.

   Tina fell asleep on the hard floor that night with the sound of the
video still playing in the background.  She managed to get to sleep right
away, but she had nightmares all night long of servicing Jeremy's grotesque
dog dick.

   In her final one she dreamed not of sucking Jeremy's dick but of Jeremy
licking her cunt like he had the day before.  Tina welcomed this dream with
open arms.  This was a girls best fantasy come true...  at least when
compared to sucking dog dick.  Tina quickly came to a boil but shot awake
when her climax was about to hit.  To her horror, it had not been a dream.
Jer was between her legs licking at her cunt.

   Tina was about to crawl away when she realized her master was kneeling
nearby with the camera.  Rule number four about not stopping Jeremy jumped
into her head.  It took all her willpower, but she managed to stand her
ground and let the mutt have his way.

   Tina gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tight as she endured the
dog's assault.  At first she did this because his tongue felt so rough on
her sensitive cunt.  But after a minute she started having to do this to
keep from getting too excited.

   "Would you like me to make him stop?" Scott said once he was sure Tina
was getting close to a climax.

   "Yes, master," Tina managed to grunt out.

   A part of her desperately wanted Jeremy to continue.  However, another
part wanted to save at least a shred of her dignity.  It was a very close
call though.  She wasn't so sure her answer would have been the same had
the camera not been there capturing it.

   "Yeah, I knew you couldn't wait to get Jer's dick in your mouth," Scott
said as he ordered Jeremy into a sitting position.

   Tina blushed at this and almost verbally reversed her decision.  She
kept quiet though.  She knew her master wouldn't accept the new answer.  He
would probably whip her with the belt also for talking without permission.
And the only thing she dreaded more than having to suck Jeremy's dick was
getting a vicious whipping with the belt and then having to suck the dick
anyway.  Still, the more she thought about it the more appealing the belt
started to sound.  It would at least give her a 20 to 30 minute delay
before having to touch the disgusting animal.

   This last thought made Tina start to cry.  It all seemed so hopeless. 
She could end up spending weeks, months, maybe even years here...  and here
she was worrying about a mere 20 to 30 minute delay.  Would she end up
feeling this way all the time?  It had only been 2 days and she already
felt completely mentally drained.r What would she feel like in a week or a
month?  The thought of being here that long gave her chills.

   "Do you know what an enema is?" Scott asked, interrupting her thoughts.

   "Y...yes, master," Tina said between sobs.  The question had seemed to
come out of nowhere.  She was thankful for the distraction though.

   "I've decided to start giving you enemas every day," Scott explained. 
"I will be giving you your first one after you finish with Jer.  If you do
a good job with him then I will even let you use the toilet I showed you
yesterday."

   Was this how he did it?  Was this how he had gotten all those other
women on the video to play with Jer?  All of them had looked sad and
disgusted, yet had seemed to try their best to please the dog.  Tina was
scared of what had been done to them in order to get them to do this.  She
wasn't scared for their sake but for her own.  She had guessed that
whatever had been done to them would be done to her.

   Tina hated giving herself enemas but her last master had ordered her to
do so...  so she did.  As such, she was now very experienced at it.  She
was also very aware of how much disgusting gunk came out sometimes.  The
thought of having to clean that off her floor made her want to wretch.

   When Tina started to think about having to clean her hands afterward,
she leaned over the hole and started to gag.  A little drool ran from her
lips, but nothing came up thankfully.  Tina couldn't help but look toward
Jeremy as she started to sit back up.  Her leaned over angle gave her a
clear view of the dog's underside.

   "Ew," Tina thought as she seen the dog's pink dick already pointing out
of it's sheath a couple inches.

   Tina didn't want her master to realize what she was stealing a glance
at, so she turned her head away.  It had been only a micro second glance
but the image was now burned into her retina.  Tina couldn't get over how
wet and yucky the thing had looked.

   She just couldn't put such a thing in her mouth.  Yet, even as she said
this to herself, she already knew she would.  Her master had not offered
refusal as an option.  He had only given her the option of doing a good job
or a bad job.  A good job got her the toilet later; a bad job meant
cleaning her expelled enema off the floor with her hands and then of course
having to clean those hands with her tongue.

   Tina had no clue what the option of complete refusal would earn her, but
she didn't need to ask such a silly question.  As bad as things seem, they
can always get worse; she was learning this rule very well.  She didn't
know what could possibly be worse than sucking a dog's dick, and she didn't
want to find out either.

   Tina watched as her master walked away and then out of the room.  For a
moment she prayed he had changed his mind about the whole ordeal.  However,
he reentered the room just 2 minutes later holding the video camera.  Was
this the same video camera from last night?  She looked down to find that
the one from last night was indeed missing.  Tina hadn't thought to check
this earlier since the large TV and cart were still in place.  She had
assumed she had been woken up the second her master entered the room.

   Had he already watched the video?  Tina blushed when she realized he
surely had.  It would explain why she wasn't as physically tired as she
thought she should have been after such a late night.  He had let her sleep
in while he watched her little video performance.  She blushed even deeper
when she realized he hadn't mentioned any disappointment with the footage.
This meant that her last climax had indeed been recorded.

   As embarrassing as all of this was, it was overshadowed by the thought
of what was about to happen.  Tina could feel her heart pounding in her
chest and everything started to move in slow motion as her master slowly
approached her with the camera.

   "This is it, I'm about to suck a dog's dick," Tina kept saying it over
and over again in her head.

   When Scott reached her he knelt down and helped the girl wipe her tears
away.  He then gave her a kiss on the forehead.

   "I know you can do this," he told her.  "I know you can make me proud
like you did last night."

   Tina was dreadfully embarrassed by her master's confirmation of her
prior assumptions about the video.  She was also rather shocked and
confused at how his praise seemed to make her heart flutter.  Almost as
though she was proud she had made her master happy.

   "Where did that come from?" she thought to herself.

   The question seemed trivial compared to her current situation, yet it
still lingered there in the back of her mind.  It wasn't until her master
spoke again that she was able to put all of her focus on the present.

   "Sucky time," Scott said to Jeremy.

   Scott felt it was a silly sounding command.  The dog trainer didn't
speak English worth a shit and several of the commands like this one just
didn't sound right.  Scott had tried using just "Suck time" in the past but
the dog seldom ever responded on the first order.  Everything seemed to
flow better if he didn't have to give a command to Jer 5 or 6 times in a
row before he obeyed.

   Hearing the command, Jer jumped up onto all fours and walked over to
Tina.  If he didn't know any better, Scott would swear the dog was smiling.
Jer had good reason to smile too, he knew exactly what was going to happen
next.

   Butterflies were swarming around in her guts as Tina glanced to her
right and watched Jeremy walk to her.  She knew she only had seconds now,
and in a last ditch effort to somehow escape reality she tried to recapture
the fantasies she had climaxed to the prior night.  It wasn't hard to
conjure the images since what was happening now was exactly what happened
on every single video clip.  Even the angle Jeremy approached from was the
same.

   As hard as she tried though, she just couldn't get her mind to escape
from the reality of what was really happening.  Everything might look
exactly the same as in her fantasies from last night, but they weren't. 
Reality brought many things a TV monitor and even her fantasies couldn't
produce.  First, there was the musky smell of the beast.  Tina also knew
that soon other senses would come into play also like touch and taste.

   "You made me extra happy last night so I'm going to make this easier on
you," Scott said as Jeremy walked up next to Tina and he realized the girl
was shaking like a leaf.

   Tina had heard similar words from her master in the past couple days and
things never seemed to be easier like he promised.  She doubted this
promise would hold any additional water.

   Scott got up and walked to the far side of the room.  Jeremy was
blocking her view, so she ducked her head down about half a foot so she
could see where her master was going.  When she did so, she was shocked to
find herself face to face with Jer's dick.  She wasn't so much shocked at
seeing the dick as she was by its massive size.  When she glanced at it
earlier it had only been sticking out of his sheath a couple inches and
looked rather small.  Now, however, it was much larger.  It seemed even
bigger than it had on the videos.

   Tina stared at it for a moment in awe, then blushed and pulled back
away. She didn't get far though before Jer started growling at her.

   Jer knew what sucky time was.  His training was very specific on the
procedures also.  First, he gets the command, then he moves into position,
then his master says something to the bitch, the bitch crawls under him and
then starts doing her thing.

   Jeremy found the whole oral procedure to be a bit odd and at the same
time a major waste of a good hard on.  Even he knew a bitch couldn't give
him pups that way.  Not that any of these bitches ever gave him any when he
fucked them the correct way.  He could only guess they were poor stock.

   A waste of a good hard on or not, the procedure for this command was
rather simple, at least for Jer.  All he had to do is get hard, stand there
and then cum in the bitch's mouth.  The only real chore for him was keeping
the bitches down there.  If they tried to crawl out then he was required to
growl and even bite them sometimes.  It wasn't a hard chore but it still
pissed him off.  It wasn't easy cumming this way and it certainly didn't
make it easier for him to concentrate if the bitches kept on trying to
crawl out.  Jer could tell this bitch was going to be the worst of them
all. She was trying to back out and hadn't even touched him yet.

   Tina hadn't received the in-depth training Jeremy had, but she knew damn
well what that growl meant.  She had seen Jer act in this manner on the
video every time one of the women had tried to stop playing with his dick.
Tina quickly leaned back down, but instead of playing with Jer's dick she
was actually looking past it for her master.

   Tina wanted to yell for help when she realized her master was just now
reaching one of the cabinets.  It was the same cabinet he had gone into the
night before.  It had taken him a bit of time then to find what he wanted
and wasn't so sure she had that kind of time now.  Sure enough, a few
seconds later Jer started growling again.  Only this time Jer's head was
right up next to her.

   "Maybe this is a test," Tina thought to herself.  "Maybe master is
trying to get me to speak without permission as well as break some of the
Jeremy rules like number one that says I'm supposed to always satisfy his
needs."

   As Jer's growl started to get louder, Tina realized it didn't matter if
it was a test or not.  All that matter was that Jer wanted her to start
doing her job.  Slowly she crawled forward.  She hoped that Jeremy would be
satisfied with her just getting close to him, but he wasn't.  She kept
going until her head was completely under the dog, but pressed against his
front legs.

   "This is disgusting," Tina thought as she stared at the end of Jeremy's
dick only a foot or so away.

   Tina groaned in despair when she realized the beast was still not
satisfied.  Tina shifted her weight to her left hand and slowly reached out
toward Jeremy's dick with her right.  While there were lots and lots of
disgust, Tina realized that as she reached out there was also a tinge of
what she could only describe as fear.  It wasn't just fear of being bit. 
She was also afraid of touching Jeremy's dick.  She knew that a part of her
would forever be lost if she did so.  From that day forward she would
always know she was a girl that had played with a dog's dick.  This thought
made her just want to die.

   But unfortunately, death didn't come before her hand reached Jeremy's
dick.  Nor did it come when she wrapped her fingers around it and felt it's
hot, wet, gooey surface.  Jeremy stopped growling when he felt Tina's
fingers on his dick, but the damage to her soul had already been done.  So,
she started gingerly sliding her fingers up and down the shaft.

   Tina was amazed to find that her fingers didn't even completely encircle
Jeremy's shaft.  It was huge and seemed to be getting even bigger.  She
only got about 5 pumps on it though before a clear liquid suddenly shot out
the tip and hit her in the face on her left cheek.  She had completely
forgotten about the squirts she had seen on the video.  Tina tried to pull
her head away but it was already pressed against Jeremy's front legs.  Then
a second blast shot out and went right into her mouth.  She hadn't even
realized her mouth was open.

   "Pewww," she said as she tried to spit it out.

   Tina managed to spit but the fluid had landed not just on her tongue but
deep into the back of her throat as well.  Thus, she knew most of it was
still there and even inside her stomach by now since she had involuntarily
swallowed.  She hadn't really noticed much of a taste, but just the thought
of it made her want to puke.

   When another shot hit her chin, Tina tried to crawl out from under the
beast.  She was quickly stopped though by her master's hands on her waist.

   "Stay under there sugar," Scott ordered.

   "But he's squirting on...," Tina began to protest.

   Her protest was cut short by a loud slap on her ass.  The slap was a
serious one too.  His palm hit her so hard that it literally pushed her
back under the dog.  It stung like there was no tomorrow, but Tina managed
to grit her teeth and not yell out.  Yelling would have meant opening her
mouth and that was something she definitely didn't want to do right now.

   "You were a bad girl for starting on his dick without me here to get it
on film," he informed her.  "Don't compound it by breaking rules as well."

   Tina wanted to explain that Jer had made her do it.  The thought of her
master thinking she had voluntarily gotten under the dog was humiliating
beyond belief.  First the video and now this, he surely must think she was
a gutter trash slut of some kind.  But of course she kept quiet as ordered.

   Tina put her hand back on Jer's dick and started stroking it again.  She
tried pointing the dick toward the floor as she did so, but Jer started
growling.  She hadn't felt much resistance when she angled his dick, so she
wasn't sure if he was growling because it hurt or if he knew what she was
trying to avoid and had been trained to prevent it from happening.  He
didn't stop growling until she pointed it upward again and the liquid
started hitting her face.

   He started right back up growling again, however, when Tina tried to
point her face toward the ground to minimize the "damage".  She couldn't
believe how cruel the dog, or at least the dog's trainer, was.  How could
they make her endure such a gross thing?  For that matter, why would they
even want to do such a thing?  Tina only thanked God that the dog didn't
seem to care whether her mouth was open or not.

   While this was going on, her master got up from behind her and walked
over to the table.  She heard him put something down on the table and then
walk to the big curtain area.  She almost jumped for joy when she seen him
carry out the plastic toilet.  It appeared he was going to skip right to
the enema.  She wasn't sure what she had done to earn this reprieve, but if
she could she would have kissed him.  Not that he would have wanted that
kiss considering how soaked her face was right now with Jeremy's dick
juice.

   Her master went back behind the curtain and when he came out she caught
a glimpse of him rolling a medical type pole that had an enema bag at the
top of it.

   "I've decided to give you your enema early," Scott informed her.

   Tina never thought she would ever be so happy about getting an enema. 
She actually started smiling as her master grabbed a bucket and left the
room to collect some water.  She blushed though when she seen the video
camera sitting on the floor next to the TV cart again.  She blushed even
deeper when she managed to get a glimpse of the TV.  They were currently
wired together and a live feed was showing on the screen.  It showed a
clear view of her hand jacking on Jeremy's dick and the clear liquid
squirting on her face.  As humiliating as that was, she could only imagine
what she must have looked like just seconds ago while she smiled with dog
juice hitting her lips and cheek.

   She couldn't help but smile again, however, when she seen her master
returning with the bucket.  She was so happy her ordeal with Jer was almost
over.  At least for today.

   That said, her master seemed to be taking his sweet ass time as he set
everything up.  He put the bucket down next to the medical pole.  Then he
rolled the pole over behind her.  Then he went all the way back to the
bucket and brought it over and put it down.  Then he went all the way back
over and grabbed the plastic toilet and moved it a few feet closer, not
that he could set it up with Jer and her currently over the hole.  Then it
was all the way back to the bucket where he finally lifted it and filled
the enema bag.

   "Hurry the fuck up!  The toilet didn't need to be moved right now and
you could have done all the rest of that shit in one step!" Tina just
wanted to scream at him.  Didn't he know what she was going through?

   She almost did say something when he actually started doing further
preparation steps.  First he put some lube on her asshole and then even
inserted the damn nozzle.

   "Okay, we are ready already!  Now get me out from under this fucking
mutt!" Tina thought.

   "Oh, no," is what she actually said though when she felt warm water strt
to shoot up into her bowels.

   "Shhh, just take it in," Scott whispered to her as he leaned down and
pulled a few wet strands of hair back away from her face.

   Tina couldn't believe he was actually giving her an enema while she was
still jacking Jeremy off.

   "I want you to know I didn't plan to give you your enema this way,"
Scott said as though reading her mind.  "You talked without permission
though and I've already allowed too much of that since your arrival. 
Little gasps and involuntary words of shock are fine, but you need to learn
to stop these long outbursts."

   She wanted to apologize and beg for mercy, but anything she said would
only assure him he had made the right decision with this punishment.  So,
she gritted her teeth and settle for just grunts as the warm water slowly
worked it's way up inside her.

   "Are you full yet?" Scott said after a minute.

   "Yes, master!" Tina grunted.  She got a taste of the dog juice but
didn't care about that right now.  The pain in her guts took priority.

   "I think you can take a little more," Scott said as he snaked his hand
under her and rubbed it back and forth on her slowly expanding little
tummy.

   Scott got another cup and a half in her before she started to shift her
weight from knee to knee.  This told him she was probably on the verge of
loosing it.  He clamped it off and noted she had taken a total of about 1/4
gallon.  It seemed like a good amount for a girl her size.  But then, the
smallest sub he ever had prior to Tina weighed only 30 pounds more and she
could take a freakish amount of water up her ass.  She got an amazing full
gallon during one session.  She had so much water in her that she looked
like she was going to have twins.  The scary thing was that he was pretty
sure she could even handle more than that.  But Scott was too worried to
attempt it.

   However, most of the smaller subs could only handle a half-gallon at
most.  So, compared to that average Tina did very well considering her guts
were still full of excrement.  He was sure she could take at least a
half-gallon once all of that was cleaned out.

   "Oh!" Tina gasped when Scott pulled the nozzle out of her ass.  She had
to really work her ass muscles to keep the water from rushing out.

   Tina looked back at her master for permission to finally back out from
under the dog.  However, Scott just pointed at her to face the dog's dick
again.  Goosebumps rose all over Tina's body when Scott leaned down next to
her and started gently sliding his right hand all over her body.  The hand
touched about everywhere.  It even slid across her soaked face.

   She almost gagged when he forced one of his wet fingers into her mouth
and made her suck on it.  Shivers of disgust radiated throughout her body
when that wet hand then slid away from her face and started smearing the
dog juice across her neck then down below her across her chest.  Some had
already leaked down that direction, but now he had it smeared all over.

   A moment later and his hand was back at her face gathering more dog
juice.  Then it was sliding back down her body to yet a different location.
Again and again he did this until her body felt like a big gooey mess of
it.

   The water must have found some additional space in her guts, because the
cramps slowly started to dissipate.  However, she still felt as though she
needed to desperately expel it.

   "Good girl," Scott said when he brought his hand back to her face and
she accepted his finger inside her mouth again.  "Do you want to make me
extra proud of you?"

   "Yes, master," Tina said as the finger slipped back out of her mouth.

   Tina waited for him to tell her what she needed to do but her master
never said anything.  He just knelt there and ran his wet fingers through
her hair again and again as though he was trying to dry them or something.

   He did this maybe 6 or 7 times before his hand finally stopped somewhere
near the far back of her head.  Tina thought he was about to pull it away,
but he didn't.  Instead, she felt an ever so slight pressure.  At first she
ignored it, but then it increased just a hair more.

   Tina's body went stiff in shock when she realized what her master
wanted. There had been a much older boy in the neighborhood she lived in
not too long ago that would do this whenever he wanted her to suck his
dick. Tina had quickly learned not to resist this suggested push.  Every
time she did resist the boy would always grab a hand full of her hair and
force her to do it anyway.  Plus, he always seemed to fuck her throat twice
as hard when she resisted.

   But her master wasn't pushing her toward his cock.  He was pushing her
toward Jeremy's cock.  How could she possibly not struggle against this? 
Yet, to her horror, she found her muscles had loosened and was allowing her
head to be maneuvered forward.

   She tried to convince herself it was her prior training with the boy
that had caused her to give in so easy.  She also tried to convince herself
that she really had no choice in the matter.  She would end up taking the
dog's dick in her mouth regardless of how much she did or didn't struggle.

   While both of these were very true, a hopeless moan escaped her lips
when she realized that another part of her was doing it because she wanted
to please her master.  But for the life of her, she couldn't tell if she
wanted to please him just in order to get special treatment or if there was
more to it than that.

   This last thought bothered her so much that she had half of Jeremy's
dick in her mouth before she even realized she had reached it with her
lips. She tried briefly to pull back but the hand was still there holding
her in place.

   Her mind raced in a panic for a bit but finally tired and settled down.
As it did so she realized that the dog's dick didn't taste 1/10th as bad as
she thought it would.  It just had a slight coppery taste to it, almost the
same as if she had been sucking on a penny.  The shape of it felt slightly
odd in her mouth.  Now that it was in her mouth, she also realized it was
almost exactly the same length and thickness as her master's 9-inch dick.
In fact, it was several inches longer if you counted the knot on the base.

   God, how Tina dreaded that knot.  Tina had absolutely no desire for dogs
but her prior master had made her watch a few bestiality videos on the
computer.  It was an order so she had followed it.  But still, each time
she had spent most of her time staring past the monitor at the wall just
behind it.  It was just too gross to watch the videos in detail.  The
sounds of the victims yelling in pain as that knot went in them always
caught her attention though.

   Tina had all but convinced herself that her old master would never make
her do such a thing.  That he was just trying to scare her and make her
more submissive.  Yet, she had to admit that deep down she really knew
there was a chance, even a good chance, that he would make her do these
things.  She wondered why she would just now be realizing this though.  Did
it really require someone shoving a dog's dick down her throat to make her
see this obvious truth?

   Tina couldn't believe how naive she had been.  She had liked, no, loved
her old master.  A large part of her still did.  But he had betrayed her.
He was supposed to be her knight in shining armor that ran in and rescued
her.  But instead he had ordered her to stand out front of the S&M bar and
allowed some stranger to abduct her and lock her up in a torture chamber.
Sure, she knew he was a mean person, but she never thought he would betray
her like this.

   Jeremy growled and then whined when Tina's face was pulled away from his
dick.  He turned his head to bite the girl but Scott ordered him to sit. 
Jeremy wasn't happy about it, but he obeyed.

   "That was a very good girl," Scott praised Tina.

   Scott got up and then walked over and grabbed the toilet.  He carried it
over and put it in place over the hole.  Tina didn't have to be told twice
when he finally gave her the order to sit and expel the enema.

   Tina felt like she was in heaven as her bowels emptied.  It wasn't until
the last of it was draining out that she realized her master was still
watching her.  He also had the camera in his hands and was getting it all
on film.  She couldn't understand why anyone would want to watch such a
thing, let alone film it.

   Tina wasn't stupid though.  Via her old master's orders, she had been
giving herself enemas for some time now.  She was well aware of the
perverse sexual aspect of getting one.  She also understood that one could
get this feeling by making another person receive an enema.  However, she
never dreamed a person could get excited at watching someone actually expel
it.  At least not in the gory detail her master was now documenting.  She
prayed that he wasn't actually that demented and was just doing this to
humiliate her.

   If it was to humiliate her then it was definitely working.  This was
many times worse than when she had pissed in front of him.  It was even
worse than when she had shit in front of him since so much was now coming
out.  The only thing that could possibly be worse is if...

   "Oh, God, would he actually make her shit an enema out all over her area
some day?" Tina thought in horror.

   He had pointed out that the toilet was just a reward for being good
recently.  Tina wished she knew what line would have to be crossed before
this luxury was taken away.  If she did know she certainly would stay clear
of it.

   When she was certain that she was sufficiently drained, Tina looked up
at her master for a moment.  A shudder of revulsion ran through her body
when she realized what she had to do next.  Slowly she started lowering her
left hand between her legs.

   "This is going to be so disgusting," Tina thought to herself.

   Tina hadn't had an enema in several days and knew that all kinds of
human waste was coating her ass crack right now.  She knew she was actually
going to throw up this time if she didn't push the images out of her head.
It was almost impossible to do so considering she could still feel it
dripping off her ass cheeks.

   Her master stopped her though before her hand could travel the final few
inches.

   "That isn't necessary when using the chair for enemas," Scott informed
her.

   Tina watched as Scott then walked around the back of the chair and
rolled the enema bag/pole back over.  He removed the nozzle and then
connected the enema tube to something just behind the seat.  He then
reached up and loosened the clamp.

   "Oh!" Tina said in both shock and glee as a rush of warm water splashed
up and around her ass crack.  It not only cleaned her but she had to admit
that it felt much better than using toilet paper even.

   Tina had dreaded how he might expect her to clean the toilet.  Now she
knew it was self cleaning.  At least it was when she got enemas in it.  She
definitely had noticed the wording in that sentence.  She realized,
however, that if her master gave her enemas on a regular basis then she
would probably never have to use the toilet for anything other than peeing.
Emphasis on "if" of course.  Her heart sunk when she realized that even
getting enemas had somehow become a welcomed luxury in her new life.  A
luxury she was sure her master would make her earn.

   "Oh!" Tina let out again when she felt something poking at her from
below.  She looked down to see what appeared to be an enema nozzle moving
around below her.  It was the same nozzle that was spraying the water.  She
glanced back at her master to see that he was controlling it with a small
lever.

   "Oh!" Tina let out yet again, only louder, when the nozzle pressed
against and then sunk deep up her asshole.

   At first Tina thought her master was just cleaning the first few inches
of her rectum out.  However, the water didn't stop.  She blushed when she
looked back to see him filling the enema bag back up.

   Once full, her master put the bucket down and walked back out in front
of her and picked the camera back up.  Tina looked back behind her at the
enema bag as a subtle hint that her master should move back there so he
could control the flow.  The bag was very high and she was filling up
extremely fast.  He didn't move though, he just stayed up front and filmed.

   Tina knew she might be able to handle all the water in the bag. 
However, it wasn't so much the volume as it was pressure.  It was shooting
up her ass at an alarming rate.  It had been less than a minute and almost
half the bag was already empty.

   Tina clinched her teeth and started panting as the water continued to
shoot up her.  She even tried relaxing her muscles and massaging her
stomach like her old master had told her to do.  This helped but it still
wasn't enough.  The speed in which she was filling up was just too fast. 
Her guts felt like they were going to explode.  She knew she had to lift
herself up off the nozzle.  Yet, she stood her ground.

   "I can take just a little bit more," she thought to herself.  "The more
I take the happier he will be with me."

   "Just a little bit more...  just a little bit more."

   Right when she was about to jump up off the nozzle, a miracle happened.
The water came to a complete stop.  Relieved, yet confused, Tina turned to
see what happened.  She was shocked to find that the bag was actually
empty.

   "Very good girl!" Scott said with joy.

   Tina noticed this praise was way louder and excited than any before it.
She felt very proud of herself.  She hoped that this was a sign that the
enemas and the toilet might be granted to her on a long-term basis.  Or at
least until she really fucked up big time.

   Tina let out a long sigh when her master used the lever to pull the
nozzle out of her ass and then gave her permission to release the water. 
The water had barely begun to shoot out, however, when Tina went dead
silent.  She grabbed her legs hard with her hands, bit her lower lip and
then had a mini orgasm.  This had happened to Tina a few times in the past,
but it was pretty rare.  This one seemed much stronger though.  Plus, it
lasted until the bulk of the water finally left her body.

   Once it was over, Tina blushed and looked back toward her master.  She
prayed he hadn't noticed.  He smiled and stroked her hair a couple times.
This made it seem like he might have noticed, but he didn't actually say
anything to confirm it.  After thinking about it, however, Tina wasn't sure
why she was trying to hide the fact from him.  Sure, it would have made her
feel cheep and slutty had he known, but it would have also probably
guaranteed that she never went without her enemas.

   Scott had indeed noticed.  It had been a very long time since he had
seen a woman cum in this fashion.  Even the woman that had taken a full
gallon hadn't cum like this.  Scott would definitely note this in Tina's
log.  In fact, he would review the video footage and make sure every detail
during this session was well document.  He prayed she came like this every
time.  But if not, all of these details might help him recreate it.  He
even walked over to the bucket and looked at the thermometer so he would
know the exact temperature.  When he left the room he would also verify the
room's temperature was still set at 85.

   He would gauge how much stress she had been under; how much humiliation;
you name it.  Somewhere in this pile of data would be the answer.  All he
would have to do is use a systematic approach to discover the right formula
that reproduced the event.

   Of course, there was always the chance it was just pure random chance or
some other unknown anomaly.  But he couldn't allow himself to think that
way.  At least not without trying first.

   It then dawned on him, however, that he might be way over analyzing
this. Maybe she was just an anal slut.  Not just an anal slut but a mega
anal slut.  He knew a good test for this as well.

   Scott did give her another big and fast enema, but wasn't surprised when
she didn't cum this time.  She would probably need a lot more anal
stimulation than that for it to happen again this soon.

   Tina could tell that the second large enema had come out of her pretty
clean.  She was still pleased, however, when she felt the warm water spray
up against her ass from below.  It just felt so soothing and yummy.

   When she was finally told to stand up, Tina took the opportunity to see
what her master had tossed on the table earlier.  By now she knew the
contents of the table and their placement like the back of her hand.  She
immediately pick out what the item was.

   It was a Butterfly Vibrator.  At least this is what they were almost
always called when Tina seen them advertised on the internet.  It was a
simple device.  It was a small jelly-like triangle, shaped of course like a
butterfly.  It had elastic bands attached to each of the top and bottom
wings that were used to secure it against a woman's cunt.  A small vibrator
in the body of the butterfly would then make it dance.

   In short, her master had not lied to her.  He really had planned to make
her ordeal easier.  Tina wasn't sure she liked the idea of being turned on
by the butterfly while sucking on Jeremy's dick.  But it was the thought
that counted.  She only watched a total of 4 video clips before falling
asleep the night before.  However, in none of them had she seen her master
provide the women with any such "aid" to make the ordeal easier on them. 
In a sick sort of way, this made Tina feel special.  And this for some
reason made her heart flutter a little.

   Of course, most of these women had looked like they had sucked Jeremy
off in the past.  It was possible they all had been treated the same as
Tina currently was.  And that in days to come she would be treated exactly
the same as the women in the video had been.  Tina liked her first theory
best though and pushed this second one out of her mind.

   "Down," Scott ordered.

   It took Tina a second to realize the order had been meant for her and
not the dog.  The rude command totally ruined the tiny lovey-dovey feeling
she had just had for her new master.  But she still got down on all fours
without complaint or hesitation.  Her heart broke even further when she
heard her master's next command.

   "Sucky time," Scott said.

   Tina looked back at him in horror.  Hadn't she done this enough already?
She wasn't stupid enough to think she wouldn't have to do it again, but why
so soon?

   "He hasn't cum yet," Scott informed her.

   Tina felt some vomit start to come up her throat but she managed to cut
it off in time.  It still left a bad acidy taste in her mouth though. 
Still, she preferred that taste over that of the dog's dick.

   Jeremy wasn't too pleased either.  First his master pulls the bitch away
right when he was getting into the groove, and now he expects him to start
all over again from the top?  Did this guy think hard ons grew on trees or
something?  Actually, now that he thought about it, seeing a tree did make
him grow a hard on sometimes.  But that was beside the point.  Jeremy
growled a little but walked on over like he had been ordered.  He even
managed to get his dick hard again.

   Tina didn't know if the "sucky time" order was supposed to apply to her
as well as the dog.  She thought it best to crawl under the dog just in
case.  But then she remembered how her master had gotten upset the last
time he found her under the dog.  And he had already given the command at
that time.  No, "sucky time" definitely applied only to Jeremy.  At least
for now anyway.

   She couldn't help but stare at Jeremy's dick though.  She couldn't
believe that disgusting looking thing had been in her mouth and throat
earlier.  It gave her shivers just thinking about it.  Those shivers got
worse when she started thinking about how that dick was going back into her
mouth any minute now.

   Tina now almost wished she hadn't screwed up earlier and lost her
butterfly reward.  She certainly didn't want to enjoy herself while sucking
the dog's dick, but now that she was down her again she realized that
option was better than sucking it and not enjoying it.

   Her hopes soared when she seen her master walk over to the table and
grab the butterfly.  They sunk right back down though when he walked back
across the room and replaced it in the cabinet.  He grabbed something else
out though.  Tina was far enough back from Jeremy to easily see what her
master was holding, but it looked like nothing she had ever seen before.

   Well, actually that wasn't exactly true.  Part of it looked just like
the butterfly.  However, unlike the prior butterfly this one had an
extremely long slender tail.  It looked more like a long cobra snake than
it did a butterfly.  She had a bad feeling about the purpose of this long
tail.

   Scott walked back over to where Jeremy was standing.  He then knelt down
and patted the floor.  Tina got the message and crawled over to the spot he
indicated.  The fact that it had been a dog-type command gesture that her
master had given her did not escape her attention.

   Jeremy turned his head and placed it next to Tina's and started
growling. Tina got the message and crawled on under the dog and started
jacking on his dick again.

   "Good girl," Scott said.  "We don't want you to spill any of that precum
though."

   He then reached under and put his hand on the back of her head.  Tina
knew what he wanted her to do and seen no point in resisting.  She groaned
and made her "icky" face, but she slid her head on over and took the dog's
dick into her mouth.

   At first Tina tried holding just the tip in her mouth.  This would have
worked well had she planned to spit all this dog juice out.  But her
master's recent comment made it clear this would make him unhappy.  As a
result, keeping just the tip in her mouth not only forced her to taste the
juice but also gather it in her mouth and then swallow.  She knew from
experience, that at least with a human male if you put the tip deeper into
your throat then all the juices go straight to the stomach without having
to taste them that much.  It was a trick she was proud to have discovered
and even prouder to have mastered.

   She gagged a little but she managed to get 6 inches in her mouth.  The
gag didn't come from the size though, it was just from the thought of what
it was.  That and the fact that the damn thing was constantly firing cock
juice.

   As Tina was working all of this out, she felt her master putting the odd
butterfly on her.  This odd shaped butterfly scared her a little, but if it
was going to make her feel good then she prayed her master would hurry up
and turn it on.

   Sure enough, a few seconds later her master indeed turned it on.  She
had doubted that it would feel good to her while she had the dog's
disgusting cock in her mouth.  How wrong she had been.  It was sending all
kinds of naughty tingles through her cunt and up her spine.

   She almost laughed though when she looked out of the corner of her eye
and seen the device attached to her.  The long butterfly's tail was hanging
all the way down and onto the floor.  It looked almost as though it was her
own tail.  She thought maybe this was the very purpose of the tail, to make
her look like a dog.  She felt degraded by this, but at the same time it
did make sense in a sick kind of way.

   It was a very odd looking tail though.  First off, it was made of an
almost transparent bluish jelly material.  It would have made a lot more
sense to have just attached some long hairs or maybe a long piece of cloth.
It would have looked a lot more like a tail and been considerably easier to
create.  This one looked like it was a bitch to make.  It even had some
kind of small 2-inch long metal tube just under the surface every 4 inches
or so down the length of the tail.  She couldn't quite tell, but it looked
like there might even be a string or wire in there connecting the whole
thing together.  Overall it just looked goofy.

   She got a sudden bad feeling when she noticed her master lifting her
long jelly tail off the ground.  That feeling got significantly worse when
she felt her master putting some lube on her ass.  Suddenly, the tail's
design started to conjure a completely different purpose in her mind.

   As she feared, a second later she felt the far end of that tail being
pressed against her asshole.

   The tip and several inches suddenly slid in with no problem.  It was
only about a half inch thick, so there was no real pain.  If anything, Tina
thought the soft jelly material would have actually felt a little yummy had
it been under different circumstances.

   What concerned her, however, was not the width but the length.  She
guessed it had to be at least 3 feet long.

   "Surely he doesn't plan to stick all of that up my ass," Tina thought in
panic.

   Even as she thought this, however, she felt her master pushing yet more
of it up inside her.  Tina's ass was accustomed to having objects shoved up
it.  Some of these were even pretty long.  However, Tina knew the longest
thing she had ever managed to take was only about 10 inches long.  This
tail was over 3 times that length.  It would kill her.

   Sure enough, around the 10-inch mark she felt it bump into that familiar
spot deep inside her.  Her master kept on pushing though.  She was about to
pull her mouth off Jeremy's dick in order to protest when she realized that
it seemed to be gliding in with only minor discomfort.

   Still, it felt very scary.  She expected to feel it coming up her throat
any moment as her master continued to slide more and more of it up her ass.
She was shocked though when she heard her master announce that it was all
in.  That seemed impossible.  Yet, sure enough, she could feel the tail
running from the bottom of the butterfly, across her taint and then angling
down and into her asshole.

   "The less effort you put into that blowjob the longer it will take for
him to cum," Scott told her.

   Tina had been so caught up with her tail that she had forgotten to work
on Jeremy's dick.  She went right back to work on it using her hand on the
bottom end of the shaft.  She even started to bob her head a little on the
top.  She could already tell that the butterfly was making the job a lot
less hideous.  But it was still pretty bad.

   As she worked on the disgusting dick, Tina tried to focus on the naughty
tingles the butterfly was spitting out.  Even the thought of the tail deep
in her guts seemed to generate a few tingles as well.  She knew that under
these conditions none of this would make her cum.  However, it did seem to
cut the edge off what she had to do.  Given the chance, she would have
thanked her master for providing the butterfly.  She knew it was him that
had forced this disgusting act on her, but he certainly could have made it
a lot worse for her.

   Right when she thought she might actually have a handle on the
situation, something changed.  She felt a strong vibration just inside her
asshole.  It had only lasted for a split second, but it had definitely been
there.  She halted her efforts on Jeremy's dick for a moment to try to work
out what it might have been.  Jeremy started growling though so she went
right back to work.

   She barely started working on his dick when the vibration happened
again. Only this time it seemed a bit deeper inside her.  She glanced
toward her master in hopes of letting him know something strange was going
on.  He was smiling though.  That same smile she was becoming all too
familiar with.  She then watched as he held out some kind of remote control
and pointed it toward her.  Then suddenly the vibration occurred again,
only even deeper.

   The vibration happened again and again, going deeper each time.  On the
7th or 8th vibration it stopped.  This last one though was so deep inside
her that it seemed to vibrate her very core.

   A second later though the vibration started just inside her asshole
again.  It went off and then the next deeper vibration occurred.  Only this
time it happened much sooner than before.  The same thing happened with
each vibration until it reached her core again.  Then it started all over
again, only even faster.  By the 7th rotation it felt almost as though the
entire 3-foot length of the tail was viciously fucking her asshole.  Only
instead of it making an in and out motion, it felt like it was constantly
just fucking inward like there was a thousand miles of it and it was all
trying to race up her asshole.  She knew it was just a trick the vibrations
were playing on her, but she just couldn't shake the feeling.

   She also couldn't shake the fact that it was sending very naughty
tingles through her body.  They were some of the naughtiest she had ever
felt before.  She almost cried in both joy and shame when she realized that
a climax was indeed in her near future.

   As the climax got even closer the naughty tingles seemed to almost
completely drown out the shame.  A lot of that shame returned, however,
when she suddenly realized she was not only still sucking Jeremy's dick but
was deep throating the entire length of it.  Taking an object this big and
this deep always hurt her throat, but even that pain didn't seem to bother
her that much.

   All that seemed to matter right now was that huge fucking climax that
she knew was about to hit her like a ton of bricks.

   In the middle of this she heard Jeremy whine a little.  For a second she
thought she might be hurting him, but then she noticed the dick juice,
which had all but stopped earlier, had suddenly increased significantly. 
Thanks to her long deep thrusts, the fluid was being distributed across her
tongue, down the length of her throat and almost all the way to her
stomach. There was a distinct change in the flavor also.  Before the juice
itself had seemed mainly just bland.  Now, however, it was sweet and salty
with just a slight tinge of bitterness.

   She didn't have to focus much on it to realize Jeremy was cumming in her
mouth.  The vile disgusting putrid thought of it made her feel like puking.
Yet somehow it also sent the most perverse, yet sickening tingles through
her body.  They seemed to generate in her belly as though spawned by
Jeremy's nasty canine sperm.  From there the tingles seemed to try to grab
onto the long slippery tail as it did its endless imaginary journey up her
asshole.  This, combined with the naughty butterfly tingles, brought her to
a climax she had never thought possible.

   Her entire body quivered and she sucked and held Jeremy's cock deep into
her throat as she road through the unbelievable climax.  As it peaked she
even tried to suck that huge knot into her mouth; not that it had a chance
in hell of ever fitting.

   Not until the climax neared it's end did she finally back off the dog's
dick.  While the climax was happening Tina would have sworn on a stack of
bibles that it had been the best in the universe.  However, now that it
trailed off she was absolutely positive that this would go down as the
worst climax of her life.  How could it not?  She had just cum while
sucking a dog's dick.  She felt like she was the lowest of the low.

   "Good girl," Scott finally said after a long moment.

   He didn't know what else to say.  He had never seen anything more erotic
than what he had just witnessed.  He had seen plenty of girls cum while
sucking Jeremy's dick.  However, these women had always either enjoyed
sucking dog dick or had done it so often they were desensitized to it. 
Never had he seen a girl that hated it as much as Tina have such a huge
climax while doing it.  Now he almost wished the girl wasn't an anal slut
after all.  That would mean it wasn't the tail that made her cum but
something even more perverse.

   Jeremy was equally impressed.  Not with her climax though.  He didn't
care really about all that.  He was just impressed with how well she had
sucked his dick.  Most spit his dick out toward the end but this one had
sucked it even deeper.  He turned his head and licked the stunned girl's
face a few times.  Yes, this one might make a good bitch after all.

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story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such
activities in real life.  Also, I do not recommend that you try duplicating
anything mentioned in my stories; even if you are doing them legally.  I
try to keep most of the activities semi realistic, however, many of these
things can and probably would cause severe damage. 
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