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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

   14.

   The rest of Tina's day went very similar to prior ones.  Several
different things took place but most of her time was spent in the area of
ass stretching.  Tina was quickly realizing that her master definitely
liked his bitches to have big assholes.

   Among other things, her master ordered her to do something she had never
even thought of before.

   "Stick your fist up your asshole," her master commanded.

   Tina just stared at him for a moment.  The order had been very clear but
it was taking her a bit of time to process it.  She wasn't even sure such a
thing was possible.  Sure, her asshole could easily handle an object as
small as her fist, but exactly how does one go about getting it in there?

   Tina shot into action when she seen her master start to toy with the
belt in his hand.  Her master wrapped the belt around his hand once so he
had a good grip.  Tina knew by now that this meant he planned to hit her
extra hard.  Luckily, he didn't swing but just waited and watched her.

   First Tina tried reaching her asshole from below but this didn't work
too well.  She tried for over a minute but could only get her fingers
inside.  With help she was sure she probably could have gotten her fist up
inside herself.  However, by herself there just wasn't enough reach in
order to force it inside...  at least not with her weak arms.

   Tina had a lot more luck though when she tried reaching her asshole from
above instead of below.  She had much better reach this way since she could
arch her back.  This gave her a lot more leverage.  Tina looked back toward
her ass in surprise when her hand actually sunk all the way up her hole.

   However, Tina didn't get a "good girl" from her master.  It took her a
moment to realize she had not complied with her master's order.  He had
said to use her fist, not just her hand.  So, she pulled her hand out and
made a fist.  Then slowly she forced it back up inside.  While it was a
little tight, the real struggle was not with her hole but her arm muscles.
It took all of her strength to force the fist inside from this odd angle.
Her arm muscles felt like they were on fire by the time the fist finally
shot up inside her.

   Tina was relieved when she heard her master finally tell her she was a
good girl.  Tina felt like a $3 whore kneeling there with her fist up her
own ass.  However, she still managed to smile up at her master when he gave
her the praise.

   Her master then walked up to her and stuck his dick in her mouth.  Tina
fucked his dick with her mouth the best she could while struggling to keep
her fist up her ass.  It was a very uncomfortable position and she was
pretty sure her blowjob could have been 10 times better had her master let
her take the hand out of her ass and focus more.  However, Tina got a
feeling that her master was getting off more on seeing her fist herself
than what her mouth and throat were doing for him.

   Tina blushed during the entire blowjob.  Not just because of what she
was doing but also because of the things her master was periodically
whispering down at her.  Apparently, her master's idea of sweet talk
consisted of calling her everything from an anal slut to a dog whore.  The
words stung even more because Tina knew that in a way they were true.  She
didn't want to be these things but just because it was being forced on her
didn't make it any less true.

   When he came, her master pulled his dick out of her mouth.  Tina opened
her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out in order to catch his load. 
However, her master only shot part of it there.  Most of his climax was
aimed for the rest of her face and even her chest.

   "No, use your other hand," her master said when Tina brought her free
hand up to start scooping the mess off herself.

   Tina crunched her nose in disgust but did what she was ordered.  She
pulled her fist out of her asshole and used that hand to scoop the cum off
her body and feed it to herself.  Tina's old master often made her lick her
fingers and other objects off whenever they came out of her asshole.  She
was even supposed to do it when he wasn't watching her, but she seldom did.
While she had gotten kind of used to it, it still grossed her out every
time.

   After this it was the damn exercise bike again.  The first day on the
bike had not been too bad.  However, each day it seemed to become harder to
maintain the pace her master required.  The pace wasn't any faster than the
first day, her body just seemed to have less strength.  Plus, her muscles
seemed to be getting sorer each day also.

   Her master had at least been kind enough to explain to her ahead of time
that this would happen.  According to him, her muscles would eventually get
used to the frequent exercise and stop hurting as much.  While she was
grateful her master had shown the compassion to pass this knowledge on to
her, it also in a way upset her since she now knew that he was well aware
of what she was going through, yet still punished her every time she slowed
down too much.

   While she didn't have to wear the ankle chain while riding the bike, her
master did add a bit of a twist to it.  Today he made her wear a butt plug.
It wasn't very wide but it was pretty long.  The shape of the object made
it seem to be a bit of a mix between a dildo and a butt plug.  But, since
it was going up her ass Tina decided to just label it a butt plug.

   There were long 1 to 3 hours breaks here and there, but overall it was a
busy day.  The last session of the day consisted of what her master termed,
"Beauty Training."

   The session consisted of learning how to put her makeup on properly. 
Her master even had two videos for her to watch.  The first one was clearly
a professional video done by some company trying to sell products.  It
explained all the basics on how makeup is put on.  As Tina watched the
video she wondered if he actually showed this video to all his slaves or if
he had acquired it just for her.

   The stuff explained on the video was pretty elementary.  Even Tina
already knew most of it, so she would guess a much older slave would know
this stuff inside and out.  Why would he have such a video if not just for
Tina?  Or, did he have other young slaves like her?

   An almost random thought then jumped into her head.  An adult male slave
probably wouldn't know how to put makeup on.  Is it possible her master had
male slaves also?  It might explain his fascination with her asshole. 
Still, why would a male slave need to know how to put makeup on?  The
thought seemed silly so she pushed it out of her head.

   After this professionally made video came a not so professional one. 
This one showed a cute blond demonstrating exactly how her master liked his
sluts to wear their makeup.  There was no narration but it was clear that
this was what the video was for since it was filmed in the dungeon right
where Tina was currently chained.  The blond didn't cry.  She looked
extremely sad though and Tina was pretty sure the girl only held back the
tears because it would ruin the makeup and earn a punishment.  Tina had a
good idea how the girl must feel and couldn't help but cry on her behalf.

   As Tina watched the videos she noticed the room was slowly cooling down
again.  This no doubt was to help cut her sweating in order to allow her to
put the makeup on later.  And she was pretty sure she would be asked to do
so since her master had already gotten out a tray full of the stuff as well
as a mirror.

   The second tape only lasted about 20 minutes.  As Tina suspected, the
girl in the video looked like a street whore by the time she finished
putting the makeup on.  It didn't look bad per say, it just overemphasized
her eyes and lips too much.

   That said, Tina had to admit that it wasn't too far over the top.  She
had seen plenty of older teens and even much older women wear their makeup
in a similar fashion when going out on a date.  Still, it was far from the
conservative look her mom had taught her.  Her mom told her that when she
put makeup on it should almost appear as though she weren't wearing any at
all.

   Her master turned the monitor off the second the video came to an end.
He then unplugged everything and moved the video cart back behind the
curtain.  Tina hated the way her master always went around the far side of
the curtain to enter it.  This prevented her from seeing inside.  She now
wished she had used the dildo 4x4 to look behind it following her failed
escape attempt.  It is doubtful that her punishment would have been any
greater for doing so.

   There wasn't much point in dwelling on the past.  In this place she
needed to forget about the past and block out the future.  The only way her
sanity would survive here was to just focus on the present.  This of course
was much easier said than done.

   "Begin," her master ordered once he returned and pushed the makeup tray
closer to her.

   Tina liked putting makeup on and tried to think of this task as a
reward. She just couldn't convince herself of this.  It was too obvious
that her master wasn't having her put makeup on for her own pleasure.  She
was being made to do so for his.  This not only ruined the enjoyment for
Tina but even made her feel cheep like she was his personal whore or
something.  Which of course she was.

   "Good bitch," her master praised once she was finished.

   Tina was surprised at how easy this task had turned out to be.  There
were a couple things she had trouble with since she never practiced them at
home, but overall it was very simple.  Too simple in fact.  Tina knew guys
liked girls in makeup but her master would have found a way of making this
task much harder...  unless there was a catch.  And sure enough, there was.

   "This makeup will run if it gets wet," her master informed her.  "If you
know what is good for you then you won't let it get wet."

   As her master put the makeup away, Tina tried to figure out exactly how
bad this new requirement actually was.  Her first thought was in regards to
all her sweating.  She could hardly control that.  This meant he didn't
plan to have her wear the makeup all the time.  Or, maybe he planned to
turn the heat in the room down more often.

   It was also possible the makeup was a one-night thing only.  But Tina
highly doubted that.  Now that she thought about it, almost all of the
women in the dog video had been wearing makeup.  Tina hadn't really paid
much attention to it at the time.  It had only seemed natural that they
look like a whore since they were acting like one.

   It was this last thought about the video that made everything come
crashing down on Tina.  The purpose of the makeup wasn't so she would look
good for her master.  It wasn't for his benefit at all.  She was being made
to put it on for Jeremy.

   The thought of having to pretty herself up for a dog was one of the most
degrading feelings Tina had ever felt.  It all fit though.  She was putting
the makeup on at night right before her master was going to leave.  The
room was being cooled which meant Jeremy most likely was going to stay in
the room with her.  Plus, the obvious evidence from the video.  Tina just
wanted to crawl into a tight little ball and die.

   Tina knew that S&M was supposed to contain a lot of humiliation. 
However, her master seemed to dish out a ton more than Tina ever dreamed
possible.  Was her master just cruel?  Or, was this really what S&M was
supposed to be like?  An even more important question was whether it would
always be this way.  Tina kicked herself for starting to think about the
future again.

   As she suspected, her master made her put on the leather shorts again.
Considering the purpose of the shorts, this was an order Tina gladly
obeyed. A few minutes later he went to the door and let Jeremy in.  He said
his good night and then left.  Tina groaned when she realized her master
had not turned the light off.  This would make it harder for her to get to
sleep and she guessed it would be the same for Jeremy as well.  That meant
probably getting her face fucked an extra time or two.

   One of Tina's biggest fears when Jeremy came over to her was that he
might try to lick her face clean.  There was no way she could stop him and
her master had made it very clear she would get a horrible punishment if
the makeup was not in good condition the next time he seen her.

   Jeremy did sniff at her face but he didn't lick her.  He was either
trained to ignore the makeup or he simply had distaste for it.  Regardless,
Tina was happy.  Her happiness was short lived, however, when Jeremy
immediately ordered her into a doggy position.

   As he ordered her into position, Tina realized she had a lot more to
worry about than just Jeremy licking the makeup.  She also had to worry
about him shooting his dick juice all over her face.

   As Jeremy stepped over her Tina shot her head forward and sucked his
dick into her mouth.  She blushed at how she must have looked as she
eagerly sought out the dog's dick.  Jeremy wasn't even fully hard yet and
she not only had her mouth on it already but was basically sucking it out
of his sheath.  Only the trashiest of tramps would do such a thing.

   As she sucked on Jeremy's dick, Tina started to wonder if escape from
this place really mattered anymore.  A physical escape would free her of
these tortures, but she doubted her mind would ever be free.  Not after the
things her master has made her do.  Tina's life before this had been
anything but peachy, but she would have gladly taken it back and even
suffered twice as much if it meant undoing everything that had happened so
far in this dungeon.

   Tina felt like crying but then realized that even this would make her
makeup run.  How could her master be so cruel to even deny her right to
cry?

   Tina also realized that the longer it took Jeremy to cum the greater the
chances of her working up a sweat.  So, Tina didn't try slacking off any.
Not that she wished to be under the dog any longer than necessary anyway.
She did, however, try a few techniques she hadn't the night before.

   For example, instead of just letting the dog fuck her throat, Tina also
tried flicking her tongue around in her mouth.  Guys always seemed to love
it when she did this while they fucked her mouth.  She prayed it had a
similar affect on the dog.

   Just in case, she also tried sticking her tongue out of her mouth from
time to time and flicking it against Jeremy's knot whenever it would jam up
against her lips.  This was extremely hard to do though since his dick was
so thick and deep in her throat.  Plus, the dog was humping her extremely
fast.  She doubted he even noticed the sensation but figured it was worth a
try.

   Jeremy let out a little whine as he started pumping her stomach full of
cum.  As he held his dick deep in her throat and twitched, Tina tried to
determine if her efforts had made him cum any faster than normal.  It was
hard to tell because her mind had been so busying worrying about her
makeup. It did seem a little faster though.

   Tina stayed in position for over a minute after Jeremy stepped away from
her.  It took her this long to catch her breath and get her stomach under
control.  And, unfortunately, there had been a few tears that had formed
because of Jeremy's deep fucking.  She hoped that by letting the tears drip
straight down to the floor and not down her cheeks, that it might reduce
the smearing of her makeup.

   Tina didn't need a mirror to know her makeup wasn't in perfect order. 
After that vicious mouth fuck she was pretty sure most of her lipstick was
now on Jeremy's dick and not on her lips.  She probably lost a lot of the
makeup from her cheeks and forehead to Jeremy's belly fur.  This makeup
technically was lost because of "smearing" and not "running." Tina hoped
her master allowed "smearing" and could tell the difference.

   The night turned out to be even worse than her first night with Jeremy.
Not only did he fuck her face an additional two times but the whole makeup
thing forced her to be a very eager participant.  Her master hadn't set up
the camera and Tina prayed that he didn't have any hidden ones in the room.
She felt cheap enough already.  The thought of this night being taped was
horrifying.

   Several hours passed before Jeremy finally got tired of her.  Tina
thought it would never end.  She had no idea that dogs could be so horny.
She wondered if her master gave Jeremy medication or something to ensure he
stayed horny all the time.  She wouldn't put it past her master to do
something vile like that.

   Sleep wasn't much better for Tina.  She kept having silly nightmares
about ruining her makeup.  She must have shot awake at least a half dozen
times because of these dreams.  It concerned Tina that she couldn't even
seem to escape this dungeon in her dreams.  She seemed to have nightmares
about the dungeon every night so far.

   Ever since being locked in this dungeon, Tina had found herself praying
to God more and more.  A lot more than she had ever done prior.  She was
seriously starting to question if anyone or anything was actually out there
listening.  Tina didn't feel worthy of a rescue via divine intervention. 
However, she felt God should at least grant her a few peaceful dreams
instead of these constant disgusting and horrifying nightmares.

   If there was any supernatural activity going on, Tina feared it was
coming from downstairs and not upstairs.  For that matter, Tina was
starting to wonder if her master wasn't the Devil himself.  If so then
Jeremy was certainly one of his minions.

   Morning seemed to come way too early.  However, when her master woke her
Tina noticed that he seemed to be wide-awake.  Maybe it was already
afternoon in the "real world".

   Tina held her breath as her master held her face with his big right hand
and inspected her closely.  Her master didn't look pleased.  She just hoped
that he wasn't too upset that he might punish her.

   "You did pretty good for the first time," her master finally said. 
"However, you need to learn to do much better than this."

   Her master had a rag in his left hand and started removing all her
makeup.  Tina started crying the second he began removing it.  She cried
not just because of his comment but simply because she had so many tears
backed up inside her from last night.

   Tina went into a full sob when she seen her master grab the belt from
the table.  She couldn't believe he was going to punish her.  He had even
said she did a good job.  Of course, he also said she needed to learn to do
much better.  Tina hated to admit it to herself, but the belt certainly
would help her learn to try harder next time.

   This whipping was done much different than prior ones.  Instead of
hoisting her up with the pulley, her master just had her stand with her
hands pressed against the wall like she was about to be frisked by a cop or
something.  He then started whipping her with the belt.  The hits were not
the hardest he had ever given her, but it was still very hard to hold
still. Each time the belt landed on her she had this instinct to drop to
the floor and get into a ball.  While she would flinch that direction from
time to time, Tina managed to stay standing the entire time.

   Her master gave her 30 hits total.  She knew the precise number because
he made her count them out loud.  Counting them seemed to only make the
punishment worse.  She not only had to count them but even thank her master
for each hit and beg for another.

   Ten of the hits went to her legs, ten to her ass and ten to her back. 
The ordeal was pretty bad but a cakewalk compared to some of her prior
punishments.  It was clear to Tina that this punishment would have been
much worse had she done a worse job the night before.  She was also sure it
would be much worse next time if she didn't show improvement.

   After the 30 strikes her master ordered Tina to turn around and put her
back against the wall.  The hard and cold surface of the wall somehow both
hurt and comforted her new welts.

   Tina gritted her teeth as she waited for the belt to land on her front
side.  However, the hit never came.  Instead, her master rattled off 5 new
rules for her to remember.  All 5 of them related to proper makeup care.

   "Very good girl!" her master said when Tina got all 5 correct on the
first try.

   It hadn't been all that hard.  Not only were there only 5 of them but
her master had even mentioned them the night prior.  He just hadn't told
her then that they were rules she needed to remember.  But she had said
them over and over again in her head just in case.  It paid off too because
she not only avoided more hits from the belt but even got what she now knew
to be her master's greatest praise.

   The praise made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.  She told herself it was
because it meant avoiding the belt.  She also told herself that it meant
helping her keep special privileges like the enemas and use of the plastic
toilet.  It might even mean possible other privileges.  Yet, she also knew
this feeling was more than just these things.  It was a feeling of pride at
making her master happy.

   She had felt this in prior days but a lot had happened since then. 
Things that have made it clear her master didn't love her, had no desire to
love her and for that matter might even dislike her.  He was a cruel
disgusting person that seemed bent on making Tina's life a living hell. 
So, why would she still get this warm feeling when he praised her?  It made
no sense.

   "I'm going to mark you today," her master said.

   This comment grabbed Tina's attention.  However, she had no clue what he
was talking about.  Did he mean he planned to whip her some more?  Like
that was news.  He seemed to whip her every day, so why make a big
announcement about it?  Or, was he talking about something else? 
Regardless, Tina was positive she wouldn't enjoy whatever he had planned.

   Her master chuckled a little when he seen the dumb look on her face.  He
then walked over to one of the cabinets and dug around inside.  He came
back several minutes later with a tray full of stuff.  All of it looked
very scary.  Some of it even looked like medical type equipment.

   Tina didn't have to wonder about the equipment long.  Her master went
right into explaining what everything was.

   The first item was a branding iron.  Tina looked at her master in
disbelief as he explained how the iron was used.  He claimed that the iron
would be heated until it was red hot.  Then masters pressed it against
their slave's skin in order to mark them for life.  Some masters even
marked more than one spot on their slaves to include their tits.  Her
master, however, assured her that he would only use it on her right ass
cheek if he decided to mark her with it.

   Tina was in such shock from this that she barely heard his explanation
of the rest of the items.  Some of them were pretty obvious though.  The
piercing equipment for example.  She was rather surprised though when her
master started telling her all the possible piercings.

   Some were ones she was well aware of and actually wanted to get some
day, like nose, tongue and naval.  However, he wasn't talking about just
those.  He also mentioned nipple, clit and cunt lips.  He also talked about
skin divers, which Tina had never even heard of before.  Apparently, using
something called a dermal punch, her master could put a piercing of sorts
anywhere on her body.

   As bad as these sounded, some of the other things were even worse.  For
example, he mentioned possibly giving her a tattoo.  Again, Tina always
wanted a tattoo.  But her master was talking about giving her big slutty
looking ones.  Possibly even giving her one on her neck or face!

   Tina's skin really began to crawl when her master showed her a device
that was supposed to permanently remove body hair.

   "I bet you would look cute bald," her master had said.

   There was also some bottles of what her master claimed were skin dye. 
Apparently, it was very similar to a tattoo only without needles and
without any kind of intricate pattern.  He claimed the dye was mainly used
to just dye specific parts of the body like nipples.  Used enough the dye
would become almost permanent.  Her master joked about maybe dying her
puffy nipples a nice shade of purple or maybe green.  Or at least Tina
prayed he was just joking.  She just couldn't imagine going through life
with purple nipples.

   There was talk of other things like tongue splitting and earlobe
extensions, but even her master said he didn't feel these would look good
on her.  Tina did note, however, that he didn't necessarily say these
things were a definite "no".

   Tina's head was spinning by the time her master's presentation came to
an end.  She was glad she hadn't eaten yet because her stomach really
wasn't feeling too good after hearing all of this.

   "I'm going to let you help me decide how I should mark you," her master
said.

   This really grabbed Tina's attention.  She knew there had to be a catch,
but prayed that she would at least have some control over the final
decision.

   Tina blushed as her master explained what he had in mind.  Basically,
she had to put on a show for the camera.  He would set the camera up on a
tripod, provide her with a variety of stuff to play with and then leave the
room.  Two hours later he would return to collect everything.  The tape
would then be evaluated.  The nastier her performance was the fewer
markings that would be done to her and the less severe/permanent these
marks would be.

   Her master didn't specify any criteria or grading scale.  This meant the
entire thing was completely up to her master's interpretation of what he
considered to be "nasty".  As such, Tina knew he could easily rig it so she
would be marked in any fashion he wanted.  It seemed completely unfair. 
Yet, she also knew he could mark her in any way he wanted anyway.  At least
this gave some hope that her actions might actually help determine the
outcome.

   As her master started preparing everything, Tina knelt in her area
trying to decide how seriously she should play this stupid game of his.  If
she just stood there and did nothing then he probably would get pissed and
give her some of the worst markings.  For that matter, he might get so
pissed that he gave her all of the available options.  She would rather die
than to have all these things done to her.  She would be a walking freak
show.

   Her master was mean, but Tina still didn't get the feeling that he
wanted to do any kind of permanent damage to her.  Still, it wasn't
something she dared risk.  So, doing nothing wasn't an option.

   From listening to her master talk when he described everything, it did
sound to Tina that he wasn't too anxious to use the branding iron, tongue
splitting or other forms of actual mutilation.  So, doing the bare minimum
would probably spare her these.

   It was her hair, however, that made her feel she should do way more than
just the minimum.  Lots of women looked good without hair and Tina was sure
she would also.  However, it was her hair!  She couldn't go the rest of her
life without hair!  Even if she never left this dungeon again she still
wanted her precious blond hair.

   Her master had joked about it, but Tina wasn't so sure he wouldn't
actually prefer her bald.  Tina had noticed that her master didn't seem to
pay much attention to her hair.  Since her arrival he only let her use a
brush once and that was right after spraying her down with a hose.  On top
of that, he seemed rather impatient as he waited for her to finish brushing
it.  He didn't even seem concerned about her hair while doing beauty
training the prior night.

   Yes, she would definitely have to go well beyond the minimum.  But what
exactly was the minimum?  That was the real question.  Her master was a
real pervert and Tina feared his minimum might be near her maximum.

   So, her maximum was her only real option.  Somehow her master would know
if she was holding something back.  Tina also knew that if he felt she was
trying her best then he might actually give her a very minor marking even
if it didn't meet his normal minimum standard.  Tina had noticed this in
the past where she got very high praise for performing a task at her best
ability despite not performing it perfectly.

   Tina swallowed hard when she noticed some of the things her master was
putting out for her.  A lot of it seemed to be punishment devices.  The
belt was there and so was the leather ping-pong paddle.  There were a lot
of other things though her master had yet to introduce her too.

   For example, there was a really small item that looked like a mix of a
paddle and a belt.  It had a handle like a paddle and was about the same
length, but the hitting part of it was a thick piece of flexible leather
like a belt, about 8 inches long and 3 inches wide.

   Some of the other whips and paddles looked like they were right out of
medieval times.  Tina was pretty sure she had seen some of them in old
movies.  One of them, for example, had a large handle with a bunch of thin
leather strips hanging off one end of it.  Tina remembered seeing this one
in a movie where some traders to the king were punished in a castle
dungeon. Movie scenes like this one really excited Tina and she had even
fantasized about this particular punishment device.  However, seeing one in
person was a lot different than fantasies.

   There were also a lot of other painful looking things like clamps and
clothespins.  Tina was glad to see that there weren't any needles or
syringes.  There was, however, a very odd pair of sandals with a bunch of
tacks stuck in the soles.

   You could just barely see the tips of the tacks coming through on the
other side where her feet would go.  They looked like they would really
hurt if she tried to walk in them.  There were also a lot of buckles on it
that once secured would make it hard to remove them.  There were even
little tiny locks that could be placed on the buckles that would make
removal almost impossible.

   Her instinct was to stay clear of the sandals, however, her master
seemed to be lingering on them.  Everything else he had just laid out on
the floor around the perimeter of her area.  The sandals, however, he made
sure the buckles were loosened and the locks readied.  He also ran his
fingers back and forth over the tacks a few times as though reliving fond
memories of seeing other slaves wearing them.  Tina couldn't help but
notice her master's dick get very hard as well.  He stood there admiring
them for almost 3 minutes before he finally he put them down and started
gathering other stuff.

   As her master went back and forth across the room to gather things, Tina
slowly scooted closer to the sandals in order to get a better look at them.
She blushed and scooted back away, however, when her master noticed her and
gave her a wink and a big smile.  Her brief close inspection didn't garner
much additional information on them.  About the only thing she did notice
was that a lot more work had gone into the sandals than what her first
glance had shown.  Not only did the buckles and stuff look professionally
made but even a lot of work had been done on the tacks in the soles.

   The heads of the tacks were metal, but not the flat type.  They looked
like they were similar to the bigger plastic type tack heads.  Only, most
of the head was sunk into the sole of the sandals with only about 1/8th of
an inch sticking out.  Tina had a bad feeling that there was probably 1/8th
inch of empty space on the other side of the head inside the sole.  If so
then that would mean the pin part of the tack would shoot up an additional
1/8th inch each time you stepped on it.  Further probably thanks to your
foot pushing down into the cushion.  You could be talking up to 1/4th of an
inch going into the sole of your foot.

   Tina cringed at the thought of wearing those sandals.  However, her
master's actions made it very clear she would get brownie points if she
did. Tina decided she would at least try them on.  She definitely wouldn't
walk in them but crawling around with them on would probably be pretty
painless.  She was sure her master would still get a little thrill out of
her wearing them even if she didn't force the tacks deep into the soles of
her feet.

   Tina was so focused on the sandals that she hadn't even noticed her
master had stopped gathering stuff and was already setting the camera up.
He set a tripod up this time in order to get a better view of her area. 
Performing for the camera was going to be horrible, but she was very happy
that her master wasn't planning to stay in the room with her.  She wasn't
sure why it made a huge difference that he was not going to be in the room,
but it did.

   As she thought about this, she started wondering if her master always
left the room when other slaves were made to do this or if he was giving
her special treatment again.  It was possible that he left each time so the
slaves wouldn't feel pressured to perform, thus increasing the odds that
they failed this game.  Then again, maybe he just didn't care enough to
stick around for two hours.  This way he could just fast forward through
the boring parts.  Tina tried not to ponder this too much; the main thing
was just that he was leaving the room.

   Prior to starting the "game", her master set one last thing up.  He
attached the pulley and rope to the ceiling.  However, he didn't put them
right above Tina's area but well outside her area.  He then left the room
and came back a few minutes later with Jeremy.  He tied Jeremy's collar to
one end of the rope and tied the other end off to the eyebolt in the wall
that Tina's ankle chain was connected too.

   He didn't have to explain why he did this.  It was pretty clear to Tina
that for this game Jeremy was simply another tool at her disposal.  If she
wanted to use him then all she had to do was untie her end of the rope from
the wall and this would free the dog.  She was pleased, however, that her
master had put a muzzle on Jeremy.  If she did decide to use him then the
muzzle would allow her to control him and not the other way around.  Or at
least control him as much as a girl her size possibly could.

   The second she seen him brought into the room Tina knew she would have
to use Jeremy.  Like the sandals, seeing slaves with Jeremy clearly turned
her master on.  She could already taste the bile bubbling up from her
stomach as she thought about performing with the disgusting mutt again.

   Tina knelt there waiting for almost 5 minutes after her master left the
room.  She thought he was out getting more toys or something.  However,
when he didn't return she got a bad feeling the game had actually started
already.  She glanced over at the camcorder and sure enough it was running.
Tina quickly jumped into action.

   Scott loved this game.  He always played it with his subs.  However, the
prize seldom had anything to do with marking.  Most at the club knew it
just wasn't right to permanently mark a sub you were only going to keep for
a couple weeks.  Unless of course the sub indicated they wanted to be
marked.  Or, if it was an out of town sub or one he knew all the other subs
and dominants at the local club(s) disliked.  He had a reputation to uphold
after all.

   That is not to say that he didn't also mark some of the other subs from
time to time.  If they already had a ton of markings then one more would be
no big deal.  There were also of course the occasions when a sub had no
markings at all.  This was very rare but when he got one of these then of
course he marked them.  It was a kind of right of passage for a sub.  All
of the other dominants and subs understood this, even if the sub in
question may not have been privy to this unwritten rule.  Still, you didn't
do anything too drastic.

   While marking made for very good motivation, there were still plenty of
other "rewards" one could offer a sub for this game.  It varied a little
from sub to sub, but most subs tried like hell when you offered them a
couple days of relaxation or possibly even early freedom from their
contract.

   Many also put in a lot of effort if you offered them regular (non dog
food) meals for the rest of their stay.  They were excited about this
prospect even after you told them they would be required to jack Jeremy off
on the meals for seasoning.  Even covered in dog sperm the meal would still
be delicious compared to dog food.

   Scott had thought about making this food offer to Tina instead of the
marking.  However, it just didn't seem fair for him to rob the girl of her
right of passage.  If she was going to live like a slave then she has
earned the right to be marked like one also.

   Of course, Scott could easily tell that Tina didn't want to be marked.
Hell, most subs never did.  However, in time she, like most subs, would
come to cherish these mark(s).  It was a lot like a woman's virginity, only
instead of loosing it they gained something.

   However, in Tina's case the mark(s) will be more than just a memento of
loosing her S&M cherry.  The mark(s) will also be a sign she is owned by
Scott.  Something she some day would be very proud of.  To rob her of this
was way too cruel even for Scott.

   Scott didn't even bother watching Tina from the hidden cameras.  It
would be more exciting to watch the video from the higher resolution camera
set up on the tripod.  He wished he could watch the show live.  However,
this was more than just a game.  This was a test of how well Tina was
progressing.

   It was one of those types of tests though that you can't really pass. 
If she didn't meet what Scott felt was her current potential then she would
pay a big penalty.  However, if she did meet or exceed her current
potential then she would be spared that big penalty, but would pay in other
ways like having her training pushed forward.  Something on middle ground
would get her a taste of both.

   Scott decided he would give Tina a full 2.5 hours.  He had a clock and
alarm set up for Tina so he was sure she wouldn't run past the 2 hour mark.
He figured he would give her an additional 30 minutes though to compose
herself.

   Scott spent this time jotting down ideas for future modifications to his
house.  All of these modifications of course would be done for Tina.  At
first the ideas were very elaborate.  He tossed most of these out though.
He didn't want to turn his whole house into a dungeon.

   "Keep it simple."

   That is what his dad always used to tell him when it came to designing
something.  His father was right too.  The simple things were almost always
the best.

   After almost an hour of hashing out ideas, Scott decided that when the
day came he would start out ultra simple with just a few carefully placed
eyebolts in the house that he could chain Tina too.

   By then, of course, the chain would be more decoration than necessity.
But, it never hurt to be safe.  Plus, in a month or two Tina probably would
feel more comfortable with the chain on.  She would feel naked without it.

   In addition to the chain, Scott decided he would build a couple special
cages for her.  One would be long enough for her to lay down in but not
tall enough to sit up in.  The other would be the opposite.  He would put
wheels on them also so he could roll her around the house if he so desired.


   Again, these cages would hardly be necessary, just fun.  They would also
help further her training.  He could pack her away in the closet or garage
for days on end in order to make her feel more like an object than a
person. He could even turn the long cage on end so that she was forced to
stand during some of these long periods.

   Mix in some gags, whips, dildos, etc., from the dungeon and he could
have a lot of fun with Tina for a very long time before he got bored and
was forced to make further modifications to the house.  Hopefully by then
she might be old enough, or at least look old enough, that he could start
taking her out to parties and stuff and maybe even sharing her with
friends.

   Scott knew he was getting way ahead of himself.  But the fantasies did
help pass the time.  He folded up the sheets of paper containing his ideas
and drawings and put them in the back of Tina's log book.  It had been 2
hours and 20 minutes, but Scott checked the monitor anyway to make sure
Tina was finished.  The last thing he wanted to do was walk in and
interrupt her.  The subs always got extra nasty toward the end of their
time.  It would be a shame if Tina was about to do something ultra naughty
but then stopped because of his presence.

   As he suspected, Tina was finished.  She was laying on the floor in a
ball crying.  This wasn't all that unusual for this game.  A lot of the
subs got a little carried away sometimes and went beyond their normal
limits.  Because of this, they often cried a bit afterward once they
realized exactly how vile or nasty they had just performed.  Scott couldn't
wait to see what had elicited tears from Tina.

   Scott could hear Tina sobbing when he opened the door.  She started
pulling herself together though when she noticed him enter.  Jeremy was
loose in the room so whatever she did must have involved him.  Again, this
was no surprise.  Almost all the subs played with Jeremy.  Scott stopped
half way through the room in order to pet Jeremy whom had run up to him. 
He normally ignored Jeremy when he did this, but he figured Tina needed
another minute anyway to pull herself together.  Of course, Scott did make
sure he made it a little harder on Tina.

   "Did your bitch take good care of you boy?" Scott said as he scratched
and petting Jeremy's head.

   Scott said it in a whisper, but made sure it was loud enough for Tina to
hear it.  He was rewarded with a few fresh sobs.  He said a few more
comments like this until he could tell Tina was doing her best to just
ignore him.  She managed to stop crying but when he walked over to her he
could see she was still beat red with embarrassment.

   After the comments to Jeremy, Scott did his best not to embarrass Tina
any further.  He did, however, have to ask her what items would need to be
cleaned.  Boy did that get a blush out of her.  However, she was almost
back to normal by the time he got everything cleaned and put away.  You
could still tell she was a little bit embarrassed about what was on the
video, but overall she was pretty calm finally.

   However, she did seem a little concerned when Scott told her he was
going to leave the sandals on her.  He knew she only put them on for the
purpose of the video and didn't actually like them.  Of course, what girl
would?

   Scott saved the video camera for last.  He almost laughed out loud when
he seen how intense Tina was watching him handle the camera.  She no doubt
thought he was going to walk out of the room so he could watch it.  But he
didn't.  He just went behind the curtain and put it away.

   When he came back out he noticed Tina had a very mixed expression on her
face.  She looked confused, relieved and even a bit angry.  The confusion
and relief were understandable.  But it always cracked Scott up when a sub
showed anger.  He knew this was because they thought he might not have
bothered to put a memory card in the video camera or something.  They
thought they had done all those nasty things for nothing.  It wasn't a lot
of anger of course.  In fact, they probably were praying that their
assumption was correct.  However, while they wanted the video to not exist,
they still felt a little betrayed if no video had actually been created.

   Scott liked to reinforce this assumption by going on with their daily
routine as though the game had never been played.  For Tina, this meant an
enema.  After that came more time on the exercise bike.  For the exercise
bike he had to actually take the sandals off.  But they went right back on
once she was done.

   There was some down time in between these activities but they finished
less than 4 hours later.  It would have been sooner but Scott hooked a
leash to Tina's collar and walked her around the dungeon for about 30
minutes.  The purpose of this little walk was two fold.  First, he wanted
her to get a full understanding of the purpose of the sandals; which was to
force her to crawl around like a dog.  The second purpose was to teach her
a few basic dog commands like heel, sit, etc., and how to perform them.

   It had been several days since Tina's last shower and she had a nice
strong odor coming off her.  Several years back this smell on a sub used to
turn Scott off.  For some reason, however, it now seemed to turn him on. 
He could only guess that it was because he knew it made the subs feel very
uncomfortable.  They were so used to smelling like roses all the time and
thanks to him they smelled more like a latrine.

   Still, he had to wash them from time to time.  If he didn't then they
would get used to the smell and it wouldn't have as big an affect on them.
So, he pulled out the hose and gave Tina a good cold shower.  To make her
feel even more comfortable he got out the makeup tray and had her doll
herself up.  He even let her comb her hair and put it into a ponytail.  He
would have probably let her put on some sexy underwear but he didn't have
to check his cabinets to know nothing he had there would fit her.

   He desperately wanted to see Tina fully decked out in some whore
clothes. However, it would probably be awhile before he got up the nerve to
go out and buy some of these items for her.  He could just imagine the look
on the faces of people if he were to go into a store and ask if they had
any sluttish clothes that would fit a 12-year-old.  He would phrase it
different than that but they would know what he was really asking.  He
might eventually get the nerve up to do that or possibly order something
through the mail, but that wasn't going to be any time soon.

   It was funny but somehow Tina still managed to look adorable when she
was dolled up like a street walker.  No matter how heavy she put it on, her
obvious beauty and youth almost made the makeup look transparent.

   Tina looked almost happy as Scott unhooked her ankle chain again and
took her to the bed.  She did frown for a second though when he hooked the
leash to her collar again.  Earlier she had tried to stand and walk in the
sandals but that didn't last but a half a second.  She quickly learned that
the purpose of the sandals was to keep her on her hands and knees where she
belonged.

   Scott made her kneel on the small triangle, but it was less than 5
minutes before he let her get up in the bed with him.  He then tested her
again on the sex positions she had learned recently.  Some of the positions
were extremely hard for her to do though because of the painful sandals. 
Still, Scott could tell she was really getting juiced up by the time they
finished.

   Scott knew that this was as relaxed, and yet excited, as she was going
to get.  It was time to bring it all crashing down on her.

   15.

   Tina was disappointed when her master got up out of the bed.  Other than
having to wear these damn sandals, their time in bed had seemed almost
romantic.  It was a very nice change after those disgusting things she did
earlier for the camera.

   It felt as though it was still several hours till actual bed time, so
Tina knew it was too much to ask for them to just stay in each other's arms
until they fell asleep.  However, Tina had no idea what time it actually
was in the real world and had hoped that maybe her master actually was
ready for bed.  She wouldn't have minded listening to him snore for several
hours if it meant being able to just lay there and hold him in her arms.

   Her master didn't seem tired though.  If anything, he seemed rather
excited as he got out of bed and walked over to the curtained area of the
room.  As soon as he got out of bed Tina knew they were probably going to
play some kind of game.  However, she couldn't imagine what that game might
be.  He had never gotten anything from behind the curtain before while they
were in the bed area.

   Tina got a very sinking feeling when she seen the TV cart being rolled
out.  As he rolled the cart closer Tina seen that he had already even
connected the camcorder to the TV set.  Surely he wasn't going to watch the
video in here!  She already knew he was.

   Tina was just having a hard time grasping the concept of him watching it
while she was right there next to him.  Of all the possible videos of her,
why did he choose this one to watch in the dungeon with her?  All of the
videos were horrible, but this one was by far the worst.

   Tina could feel herself blush deeply as her master glanced up at her and
gave her a wink.  To make matters worse, he brought the cart all the way to
the side of the bed between the bed and the odd looking saw horse device.
The TV cart fit in the space perfectly, which told Tina her master had
designed the space specifically for this purpose.

   As her master plugged the power cable into the wall, Tina prayed that
this was a one time only ordeal.  Having to watch this video with her
master was going to be terrible, but the thought of watching tons of future
videos like this was just utterly depressing.  She was certain she could
never survive that much humiliation.  She wasn't even sure she could live
through this single tape let alone dozens of future ones.

   After plugging the equipment in, her master turned the TV on, grabbed a
remote control and jumped up into bed with her.  He got into a spoon
position behind Tina with both of them facing the TV.  Her master then
pointed the remote at the equipment and hit a button.  When nothing but
static displayed on the TV Tina thought her prayer might have actually been
answered for a change.  However, a second later the image of her kneeling
in her area popped onto the TV.

   Tina wanted to be brave and strong, she really did.  But knowing what
they were about to watch was just too humiliating.  At first it was just
one tear, but it was quickly joined by many more.  She tried covering her
eyes with her hands but her master noticed.

   "Ow!" Tina gasped in surprise when her master raised his foot up and
gave the bottom of her sandal a hard tap.

   Her master couldn't hit the sandal all that hard from his position, but
he didn't need too.  All it took was the slightest touch to bring those
damn sharp points into contact with the soles of her feet.  That hard tap
felt like it might have even caused a few of them to draw blood.

   Tina felt her stomach tie in a knot as her master fast forwarded through
the portion of the video where she was just kneeling there doing nothing.
She had hoped she would at least get those first 5 minutes or so to prepare
herself for what they were about to see next.

   "I knew my little slut would go for one of those first," her master
whispered in her ear as he stopped fast forwarding the video and they
watched her pick up one of the large dildos.

   There had been several dildos laid out.  Tina had selected the smallest
one but it was still pretty damn big.  She remembered actually getting a
small thrill though when she seen her master put this particular dildo out
for use.  She had seen this dildo in videos before and even found one for
sale on the internet.  She didn't get it of course, but it turned her on to
think about it.  The dildo was called "Bam" after the porn actor it was
molded from.

   The damn thing was huge, but Tina had taken rounder objects before.  In
fact, that was why this one appealed to her so much.  Unlike most of the
other objects she was now sticking inside her, this one actually looked
like it might feel comfortable and yummy.

   The dildo was 10 inches long and 2.75 inches thick.  It looked huge in
Tina's hands on the TV as she pressed it hard against the floor so the
suction cup on the bottom would hold it in place.

   Tina tried sucking on it.  She knew some guys liked to see girls suck on
dildos.  Her last master used to like it anyway.  Tina knew she could get a
dick this big in her mouth, but had a hard time with the dildo because it
wasn't as flexible.  She still managed to get a few inches inside though.
She doubted it was enough to look that exciting, so she stopped after a
minute.

   She then stood over it and slowly squatted down.  Tina made sure she was
facing the camera when she did this.  She also spread her legs as wide as
she could.  She couldn't help but smile in pleasure as the head of the
dildo popped inside her cunt.  God had that felt good.  As inch after
delicious inch slowly slid up her channel, Tina had almost forgotten all
about the camera.

   As she slid down it, Tina just knew she had to have all 10 inches. 
However, when it bottomed out around the 8 inch mark she quickly changed
her mind.  In fact, as she humped up and down on it she made sure she
didn't take much more than 7 inches on all the following insertions.

   "Such a naughty slut," her master whispered to her as he angled back and
lined up his dick with her cunt.

   Tina let out a long moan of pleasure as her master slowly slid up her
channel.  She blushed, however, when she realized how wet she was.  Her
master must think she really is a slut for getting so wet.

   Her master pumped her a few times but it wasn't enough to make her cum.
That wasn't the case for the Tina on the video.  She was cumming her
fucking ass off on that huge dildo.

   Tina was pleased that her master didn't seem upset that she had cum on
the dildo.  While her master had not actually given her verbal permission
to cum during the game, she had felt it safe to do so.  She had assumed the
game required it.  She was pleased to see that she had assumed correctly.
Her master even gave her a few extra pumps when he seen her climax all over
the dildo.

   The second her climax ended, Tina lifted herself off the dildo, turned
around and squatted back down on it.  However, this time she let it slide
up her asshole.  She remembered doing this for two reasons.  One, she knew
her master would like to see it up her ass.  And two, she was so
embarrassed after cumming on the dildo that she wanted a reason to look
away from the camera for a little bit.

   Sticking the dildo up her ass had almost worked against her.  It was
such a nice shape and size that it had almost made her cum again.  While
she didn't cum this way, it did give her a tinge of desire to try something
a little bit nastier.

   She lifted herself off the dildo, turned around and smiled at the
camera. She then knelt down next to the dildo and started licking it clean.
There was no fecal matter, but she still knew there was plenty of ass juice
on it.  To make it worse, Tina then looked up at the camera and licked her
lips as though she had just tasted the best lollipop in the world.

   She then reached down and stuck a couple fingers up her asshole.  She
worked them in and out a few times and then brought them to her mouth and
sucked them clean as well.  She turned around on her hands and knees,
arched her butt up and then reached back and forced her fist up her ass.

   Tina knew these acts were sluttish.  However, they looked 10 times worse
on the TV.  She couldn't believe how whorish she looked on the screen. 
That couldn't be her, it just couldn't.  But it was.

   As bad as all of this was, it paled in comparison to what she knew was
also on the video.  Tina blushed and cried next to her master in bed as she
watched the video unfold.  First she took on one of the even larger dildos.
Then it was a huge butt plug.

   She even used the leather ping pong paddle to spank herself after she
had the huge plug up her ass.  She felt she deserved the paddling too.  The
plug had been the largest object to date to fit up her hole.  Yet, her
whorish asshole had eagerly sucked it in.

   While her asshole could handle the plug, it hadn't felt too comfortable
so she only kept it in for about 10 minutes.  After this she moved on to
the cloths pins.  She had a little experience in this area, but had been
caught off guard by her master's cloths pins.

   Her master's hurt WAY more than anything she had used in the past. 
First, they were metal and not wood like she was used too.  The spring on
them seemed much stronger also.  But the worst part was that the jaws of
the cloths pins actually had tiny teeth!

   Tina almost put the cloths pins back down when she first opened one and
seen those damn teeth.  Each one had like 10 little sharp teeth sticking
from the top and bottom jaw.  They were maybe only 1/8th of an inch tall,
but they looked like they would hurt like hell.

   "Ah!" Tina screamed when she let the first one snap in place.

   The teeth had indeed hurt like hell.  And of all places Tina had decided
to try the first one on her sensitive puffy areola.  Tina tried to
immediately take it off but it wouldn't open!  She frantically struggled
with it but it was locked shut.  How could it be locked shut?  She had just
opened the damn thing with ease.

   Tina danced around for almost a minute until the pain slowly reached a
tolerable limit.  She then started inspecting it the best she could.  It
hurt though each time she tried to pull it outward or twist it this way or
that in order to get a better view of it.  She tortured her poor nipple
like this for almost a minute before she remembered there were a dozen more
of them sitting right there on the fucking floor.  She kicked herself for
not thinking of inspecting them instead.

   She reached down and grabbed another one.  This one opened with ease
also.  It took her a moment, but she finally figured out how they worked.
Well, she didn't really spend the time to figure out how they technically
worked, but she did figure out the basics of how you opened them back up.
Apparently there was a tiny latch or something that popped into place once
you opened them to a certain point.  Once in place this latch prevented
them from being opened again unless they were first closed to a certain
point.  And her puffy nipple was just a hair too thick.  Tina tried to find
an alternate way of opening them but couldn't find any hidden secrets.

   Reluctantly, Tina reached down and placed two fingers on the jaws of the
cloths pin.  She let out a loud scream of pain as she forced the jaws to
close even tighter.  It got so painful she had to let go.  But the jaws
staid that tight!  The pain was too much to stop now so she bit her lower
lip and started pressing them tighter again.  Tina prayed the cloths pin
wasn't defective.  If it was then she was sure she would die from the pain.

   Tina pressed until she didn't think it was possible to press them any
tighter, then she let go again.  To her delight, the latch had come undone
and she was able to open the cloths pin.

   Removing the pin seemed to hurt almost as much as when she first put it
on.  She was still very relieved to get it off.  After she removed it she
looked at her poor nipple.  She could easily see all the little red marks
where the teeth had dug into her.  A few even had little specs of blood. 
Tina knew she would look extra slutty if she were to do the other nipple in
the same manner.  But there was no way in hell she was going to put herself
through that again.

   As they watched this portion of the video, Tina now wished she had done
the other nipple.  Her performance on the first nipple had made it clear
she had put the pin on not knowing what she was getting in to.  It also
made it clear she had highly disliked it.  Thus, she doubted she would get
any "points" for the performance.  However, had she then done the other
nipple then she probably would have made a ton of points.  As it turned
out, she had gone through a lot of pain and suffering probably for nothing.

   The next part of the video wasn't much better.  She had spent the next
30 minutes trying out all the different spanking and whipping items her
master had provided.  Most of them hurt like hell and she couldn't give
herself more than a few hits with them.  Even the ones that she could
tolerate didn't look all that sluttish now that she seen herself on the TV.
It was just too hard to hit yourself with a belt or whip.  She just
couldn't get in good swings at her ass, back or chest.  She could at her
legs, but that didn't seem all that erotic.

   The only part of this section that she thought she probably got points
for was when she decided to spank her bald little pussy.  For this, she had
used the odd looking belt/paddle hybrid device.  The one with the handle
like a paddle but with the short flexible strip on it like a belt.

   She knew her master would want to see her pussy whipped but she thought
she had made a serious mistake the first time she smacked herself.  Gawd
had that hurt!  She didn't want to give in like she had the clothes pins,
so she brought the strap down on her pussy yet again.  Only this time she
did it at half the strength.  It still hurt a lot but was tolerable.

   Tina let out loud moans of pain as she brought the strap down on her
cunt again and again.  While it did hurt, her outbursts were way over
exaggerated.  Luckily, her master probably wouldn't be able to tell this
since the strap still made a pretty loud wet slap each time it landed.

   To Tina's surprise, these lighter hits actually gave her little tingles.
They were greatly overshadowed by the pain, but it still seemed odd to her
that they would be mixed in there at all.  She was thankful for the tingles
though since it allowed her to get up the nerve to spank a little harder
each time.  She never got all the way up to the strength of that first hit,
but she was amazed at how hard she had actually reached.

   Tina didn't keep count but figured she must have hit herself at least 40
times.  It would have only been 30 but she couldn't think of a good way of
stopping without it looking like she was just giving up.

   By 40 though she had come up with an excellent way to bring it to an
end. At around 40 she gave herself on really hard hit and then quickly
turned the strap around in her hand and started fucking herself with the
smooth round handle.

   Tina blushed in her master's arms as she watched herself do this on the
TV.  Even she had to admit that it looked very erotic.  The handle was tons
smaller than the dildo she had fucked earlier, but there was just something
nasty about the thought of fucking the instrument that had so recently
brought so much pain to her poor little pussy.  The way that her master was
now humping into her from behind told Tina he was in agreement with her on
this issue.

   Tina blushed deeper when she realized it had only taken her one minute
to climax on the handle of the strap.  Only a real slut would cum so fast
after punishing her pussy so harshly.

   After this climax ended, Tina had felt the urge to pee.  It wasn't until
then that she realized the purpose of one of the items her master had set
out for her.  It was a very big wine glass.  The camera easily picked up
Tina's blush as the purpose of the glass popped into her head.  She blushed
further when she decided to actually perform this disgusting act.

   Tina grabbed the wine glass and moved it to the middle of her area.  She
turned her back to the camera and started to squat down but stopped
herself. She knew it would look much sluttier if she were to do this facing
the camera so she reluctantly stood back up and turned and faced it.  Her
face, neck, shoulders and chest were not bright red with embarrassment as
she knelt back down again over the glass.

   Tina remembered feeling such utter shame as she peed into the wine
glass. She almost managed to fill it to the rim also.  The worst
humiliation came, however, when she then turned knelt down and started
licking her piss from the glass.  The glass was too narrow though and she
could only lap about an inch from it before it went out of reach.  So, she
lifted the glass up like a normal person would and slowly drank the rest.

   Tina had drunk her own piss before in front of her master, just like she
had pissed in front of him also.  However, drinking it from a glass seemed
to make the act even more humiliating.  This confused her a little since
logic told her that it should be more humiliating to lick piss from a floor
than drink it from a glass.  She didn't ponder on this thought long though.
After all, she now had a stomach full of piss she had to keep down.

   There were several items she had yet to play with, but she had no clue
how to use them.  Or at least most of them.  There were a few she knew how
to use but wasn't about too.  For example, there was an enema syringe.  She
knew exactly what that was for but her master had made sure her sewage hole
was plugged before he left.  That would mean expelling the water out on the
floor or in the glass.  This would mean having to drink it and there was no
way she was going volunteer to do that...  no matter how clean she may be
inside.

   She only had about 45 minutes left anyway, so Tina felt it was best to
just move on to the grand finale.  She had worked out the finale before she
even started.  It wasn't hard, she knew her master liked the sandals so she
put those on first.  After getting the first one secured she tested what it
felt like to stand on it.  She barely got 1/100th of her weight on it
though before she let out a loud groan of pain.  Yeah, these shoes
definitely were not made for walking.

   It was too late to take the sandal off since it was locked into place.
So, she went ahead and put the other one on.  It wasn't like she was going
to need to stand for what came next anyway.

   After the second sandal was secure, Tina crawled over to the eyebolt in
her wall and untied the rope holding Jeremy back.  Jeremy practically
choked himself as he rushed toward Tina pulling the rope out of her grasp.
The rope got tangled in the pulley before he could reach her.  He made sick
choking sounds as he continued to try to pull free.

   Tina didn't want to get into any trouble for hurting the dog, so she
rushed to his aid.  She wasn't so sure she would have done so, however, had
her master not put the muzzle on him.

   Tina went to stand so she could better reach the tangles, but fell back
to the floor thanks to the pain from the sandals.  She had somehow already
completely forgot about the tacks in the sandals.  A mistake she would
never make again, that was for sure.

   The worst part was that she was positive that she wouldn't have been
able to reach the tangles anyway.  The pulley was way too high and even
outside her area.  She had driven a lot of the tacks into her foot for
nothing.

   Tina tried to nurse her foot for a few seconds but there was nothing she
could do that didn't just cause more pain.  So, she focused on Jeremy.  It
took her a minute but she finally managed to untie the rope from his
collar.

   Jeremy seemed extremely horny.  Tina wasn't sure if this was from him
having to sit and watch her for the past hour and fifteen minutes or if
maybe her master had drugged him after all.

   The muzzle prevented him from biting her, but he was so huge that he
easily got her to drop from her kneeling position to a doggy one.  Tina
didn't put up much of a resistance though, this was her idea after all.

   What she hadn't planned on, however, was Jeremy trying to mount her ass
and not her face like prior times.  She felt a bit silly as she struggled
with the dog.  She kept trying to turn to face his dick and he kept on
trying to position so his dick was lined up with her rear end instead.

   Jeremy stopped trying though when Tina got the idea of reaching up and
grabbing his dick with her hand.  He still tugged a little but seemed a
little satisfied for the moment with a hand job.  Tina didn't want to give
him much time to change his mind, so she duck her head back under him and
started sucking.

   As she sucked she debated maybe finishing him off in the wine glass. 
But Jeremy was still a little rowdy and she didn't want to risk breaking
the glass.  She was sure her master could easily afford a new glass, but it
would give him a reason to punish her.  It would probably be a huge
punishment if Jeremy were to step on the broken glass and cut his foot
also.

   Sucking a dog dick was extremely nasty.  However, even Tina had to admit
that visually it probably didn't look all that exciting.  Not when her
master had already seen her do it several times in the past.

   It was Jeremy's constant struggles that gave Tina a very naughty idea.
Why not just let the dog fuck her?  While she was certain this would get
her some serious points, Tina wasn't all that certain she could actually do
such a thing.  First off, it was a DOG!  Sucking the dog off and drinking
his disgusting sperm was bad enough.  But to actually fuck a dog?  No way!

   Yet, as she continued to deep throat the animal the thought of fucking
him kept popping back into her head.  She didn't want to do it of course
but she also didn't want to be branded, turned bald or a half a dozen other
things that might happen to her if she wasn't extra nasty.  She tried to
reason that her master probably was going to make her fuck Jeremy anyway in
the next week or so.  Still, that would be a week she could hold her head
up high knowing she still wasn't a dog fucker.  Plus, she could go through
life knowing the first time had been forced on her and not something she
"volunteered" to do.

   Tina's mind kept racing back and forth trying to decide if it was worse
to fail this "game" or pass it.  It was a no win situation.  In the end she
decided it would probably be better to volunteer for this first dog fuck.
It would burn her soul to do so but at least that would be all that got
marked.  Or so she hoped.

   "Oh, what a slutty bitch you are," her master teased as they watched
Tina turn on the screen so the dog could mount her from the rear.

   Tina was crying pretty hard at this point.  She desperately wanted to
beg her master to turn the tape off and destroy the final few minutes of
it. Fucking the dog had somehow seemed like a reasonable idea at the time,
but now she would rather take the branding iron than watch what she knew
was about to happen.  She knew her master wouldn't listen though.  All it
would do is upset him and now was not a time to upset him.  Not when he was
deciding what marks he was going to put on her body.

   Jeremy had wasted no time positioning himself over Tina's backside.  He
was a bit tall for her.  But he had been trained on how to cope with this
and quickly managed to line his dick up properly.

   What happened next shocked Jeremy.  Tina reached back and guided his
dick in.  Only instead of sticking it up her cunt she guided it to her
asshole.  The maneuver even shocked Tina.  When she started to reach back
she hadn't even planned on doing this.  However, as she was sliding it down
toward her cunt the tip of it had rubbed against her puckered asshole.  She
wasn't sure why, but when that happened it just seemed natural to let him
mount here there.

   Even now as she watched the tape Tina felt it made sense to let him fuck
her ass.  Especially after all the stretching exercises like the 4x4
dildos. Tina let out a small gasp when the thought of the 4x4 popped into
her head.

   "Of course!" Tina almost said out loud.

   The dildos on the 4x4 didn't look like dog dicks but they certainly
shared similar characteristics like the huge ball on the bottom.  Had her
master actually been preparing her ass to take Jeremy's dick and knot?  She
tried to convince herself that even her master was not this mean and
perverted.  However, she knew that this was exactly what he had been doing.


   She wished she would have realized this before letting Jeremy mount her.
She would have never done it had she known.  By volunteering to let the dog
fuck her ass she had indirectly justified her master's training techniques.

   "Oh!"

   The shout came from the TV as Jeremy swiftly drove his dick deep up
inside Tina.  Jeremy was humping so fast that his dick pulled out and was
deep inside her again before the first thrust had even registered in her
mind.

   "Ugh, ugh, ugh," Tina grunted again and again as Jeremy had his way with
her asshole.

   Fucking the dog had been a huge mistake but there wasn't much Tina could
do about it now.  She tried using her legs to crawl out from under the
beast but she didn't have the strength and every time she tried to get
traction with the sandals she just ended up driving the tacks into her
foot.

   She used her hands to grab Jeremy's front legs but every time she got
close to pulling herself free Jeremy would hunch over further and drive his
dick right back up her.  Tina didn't think to drop her lower body to the
floor until it was too late.  Jeremy had already forced his knot into her
ass and when she tried to drop she just ended up hanging by his dick.  This
of course hurt like hell so she was forced to support her weight again.

   The good thing was that once his knot was inside, Jeremy stopped trying
to fuck her.  He just stood over her and whined a little.  Tina knew he was
unloading his sperm deep up her bowels.  The thought was sickening and
utterly humiliating.  But she had no choice but to kneel there and take it.

   Jeremy's dick juice felt very hot as it wormed it's way deep into her
bowels.  To make matters worse, Tina actually was starting to get a
perverse tingle or two from it.  She thought about snaking her hand under
her and playing with her kitten, but dared not too.  Remembering this event
would be bad enough without adding a climax on top of it.

   Tina hated to admit it but the dildos on the 4x4 had done a good job of
preparing her asshole for Jeremy's dick.  His knot was a very uncomfortable
fit, but it fit.  Of course, had it not been for the training she probably
would have never even contemplated taking the dog there and not her cunt.
Not that the knot would have felt any better in that location.

   All "good things" must come to an end though.  And for Jeremy that was
just a few minutes after he got his knot deep up his bitch.  Jeremy stepped
over her so that they were butt to butt.  He then started to try to pull
his knot free.

   Tina let out loud grunts and even tried begging Jeremy to settle down.
But the dog kept pulling.  It was a vicious tug of war that Jeremy was
easily winning.  Tina kept crawling backward to loosen the tension as the
beast tried to pull free.  It wasn't long though before she ran out of
chain.

   However, Jeremy didn't stop pulling.  The chain was on her left ankle
today and she was forced to bring this foot under her and then angle it out
in front in order to get more slack.  In doing so she managed to bring the
sole of the sandal in contact with the floor a couple times.  This only
brought additional pain to her sore body.

   This additional slack only bought her a few extra seconds.  Then the
chain was tight again.  Even worse, this scissoring of her legs only helped
tighten her asshole's grasp on Jeremy's knot.  Jeremy didn't even seem to
notice.  He just kept on pulling.  He pulled so hard that he actually
lifted Tina's right knee up off the floor.

   "AHHH!" Tina screamed in agony as she was forced to stand on the sandal
in order to support her weight.

   Fuck did those tacks hurt!  But she didn't have much choice in the
matter.  It was that or the horrible pain coming from being suspended by
the knot.  The worst part was that she knew this would still only buy her a
few extra seconds of slack.  Yet the pain of all those tacks pressing into
the sole of her foot was worth the price.

   Sure enough, Jeremy kept pulling and the pain returned to her ass only
seconds later.  Tina took deep breaths, pushed out with her ass, everything
she could think of to help expel the monstrous knot.

   "Oh!" Tina shouted as the knot finally popped out of her asshole.

   Tina let her body fall back down on her knees.  It had hurt like hell
when the knot popped free but at least the ordeal had now come to an end.
Or at least most of it had.  As she laid there catching her breath, Tina
had to still clinch her asshole shut the best she could to keep any of the
cum from leaking out.  A good splash of it had already hit the floor but
she knew there was a ton more inside her.  Licking the large splash off the
floor was going to be bad enough.  Tina cried at the thought of not only
having to hold the dog's disgusting cum inside her but actually having to
pray it staid in there.

   Despite how much Tina had wished her master hadn't seen this last part
of the video, she was still surprised and even rather disappointed that he
didn't say anything about it.  He didn't even tease her.  He just waited
until it was over and then fast forwarded past all her crying and waiting
for him to return to the dungeon.

   The truth was that Scott was very pleased with this last part.  He
couldn't show too much enthusiasm though or it would seem too unfair to
Tina when he marked her later.  Technically speaking she had earned the
right to go completely unmarked.  But that really wasn't an option.  So, he
figured he would just shrug this last bit of the video off like it was
nothing special.  He had a good argument of course since it was obvious he
had planned to make her do this soon anyway.  Still, for her to do it on
her own was extra special.

   "An overall good job," Scott finally said after turning the TV off.

   As he got out of the bed he noticed Tina giving him a bit of an angry
stare.  She clearly thought she deserved a lot more praise than that.  He
didn't blame her.  However, it would make for a good lesson for her.  She
should try her best all the time regardless of if she thought she was going
to get praised or not.  Her best reward should be in knowing she tried her
best to please her master...  even when she knew he might not fully
appreciate those efforts.  It was a bit much for her young mind to probably
comprehend.  But in time he was sure she would come to understand it.

   Scott could tell Tina really wanted to protest when he put the TV away
and she seen him return with the tray of marking devices.  She was a good
slave though and kept her mouth shut.

   "Which would you prefer?  Branding iron, nipple piercing, clit pierce,
tattoo or skin dye," Scott asked once he got to the bed.

   He left out most of the stuff he knew she wouldn't want like the tongue
splitting.  He also left out the much lesser markings like ear and naval
piercing.  He left the branding iron in there though.  No slaves ever
picked it but he hoped one day one might.  Or at least fuck up the game bad
enough to justify forcing it on them.

   "N...nipple piercing," Tina finally whispered.

   Scott was a bit surprised.  He thought for sure she would go for the
tattoo.  She probably thought he would tattoo her face though like he had
threatened earlier.  Had she picked it he would have just done something on
her ass cheek or maybe near her breast or cunt.  He knew exactly what it
would have been also.  He would have put a small dog foot print on her as a
memento of her first fuck with Jeremy.

   Scott almost always accepted the sub's marking preference.  Of course,
he also almost always added a choice of his own.  The funny thing is that
had she picked the tattoo then she would have ended up with just a small
tattoo that would have embarrassed her for life yet seemed cute and
meaningless to anyone else that seen it.  He would have then tacked on the
next worse marking which would have been a tit piercing.

   However, since she picked the tit piercing it meant he would make his
choice worse.  And that couldn't be just a tattoo.

   "Good choice," Scott said.  "Since you picked that on your own then I
will only pierce one of your nipples and not both.  However, I get to
choose a mark also.  And I would like to pierce your tiny little clit."

   Scott smiled at the shocked look on Tina's face.  She had that, "I can't
believe you are going to poke a hole through my clit" look on her face. 
You know the look.  In time she would look back on this day and realize how
silly she had acted in regards to something as simple as a tit and clit
piercing.  Hell, she would probably come to enjoy having them.  Lots of
girls not much older than her had them and no one had even forced them.

   His first target was her clit.  Scott set everything up but then began
to rethink his decision once he started trying to grasp her little clit
with the forceps.  Her clit looked so tiny and cute.  It was a strange
feeling.  He wanted to pierce it yet he didn't.  Finally, he decided he
would do it, but just not today.  He did, however, make sure he had a firm
grasp on it with the forceps before he let Tina in on this plan.

   "I'm thinking your clit might be a little too small," Scott finally said
as he toyed with her clit with the tip of the piercing needle.  "Instead of
piercing it now it would probably be best to wait until you get your first
real pussy spanking.  The one you did was okay but a pussy spanking from me
would really make your clit swell up nice and big.  It will be a lot easier
to pierce then."

   Scott's dick got rock hard at the thought of piercing her clit just
seconds after giving her cunt a nice spanking.  Her clit really wouldn't
swell up that much from a pussy spanking, but he knew Tina wasn't aware of
that.  He had thought it up on the fly, but the more he thought about it
the more it turned him on.  This would really give Tina something to look
forward too now.

   As horrible as the thought must have been, Tina still let out a sigh of
relief when Scott finally let go of her clit with the forceps.  She wasn't
completely relieved though since there was no doubt that her nipple was
still going to be pierced.

   Tina's breasts were very flat, but Scott felt her nipples were just
begging to be pierced.  Just one nipple piercing wasn't much of a marking
though.  However, he had already promised just one.  So, instead of
piercing the nipple itself he decided to kick it up a notch.

   Tina gasped when the cold forceps grabbed hold of her left areola.  It
was extremely painful.  Not only was her master clamping down hard on it
but this was the same areola she had recently put that damn metal cloths
pin on.

   Scott could tell Tina was in a lot of pain.  So much so that it took her
several seconds to realize he had grabbed the meat of her areola and not
the nipple itself.  He could tell the second it dawned on her because she
opened her mouth to protest.  However, she closed it right back up.

   He felt like giving her a "good girl" for holding her tongue but this
was something that was best not to praise.  Praising her for this would
give the impression that it might actually be acceptable to sometimes speak
without permission.

   In regards to subs, when it came to needles and blood Scott could take
it or leave it.  He loved the fear it instilled in the subs but the act
itself didn't do much for him.  Now, marking a sub was something completely
different.  Marking subs was a lot more than just pain, fear and blood. 
And marking Tina meant a lot more than marking any old sub.

   Of course, a piercing wasn't necessarily Scott's ultimate goal in
regards to marking Tina.  Tina was his slave, not just a temporary sub.  As
such, Scott wanted to some day brand her.  A piercing can be healed, but a
brand is forever.

   However, deep down he knew she was way too young to do this.  Had she
actually selected it then he of course would have followed through.  But to
force it on her just didn't seem right at her age.  Besides, there was
something about her flawless skin that turned him on.  Especially those
baby smooth buttocks.

   No, right now he was thinking maybe of waiting until she was 14 before
branding her.  That said, he was known for getting a little carried away
with the whip sometimes and her ass may be pretty scared up by the time she
was 13.  If so then he might reconsider doing it then instead.  There
wouldn't be much need to hold back if her perfect skin wasn't so perfect
anymore.

   "Put your hands behind your head," Scott ordered after using the forceps
to guide Tina into a sitting position on the bed with her back against the
wall.

   Scott was rock hard as he watched Tina weep.  There wasn't anything in
the world more erotic than a crying fear-stricken sub.  Or in this case,
slave.

   After getting her into position, Scott removed the forceps just long
enough to wipe her tit down with some disinfectant.  The tiny holes from
the metal cloths pin stung a little from the disinfectant and Tina let out
a long moan of pain.  She was still moaning when he snatched the areola
with the forceps again.

   "Ow!" Tina let out as Scott made the hole and pushed the stud through.

   Scott was so fast that he was done before she even managed to bring her
hands down to protect herself.  He had thought about taking his time so it
would be extra painful, but she had earned the right of a fast piercing. 
However, he would make a note in her log to remind himself to make sure the
other tit was done much slower when the time came.

   To his surprise, the piercing looked much better on her than he
expected. He thought it would look out of place on someone so young and
flat.  But it actually looked rather cute and sexy on her.  He guessed it
was because her nipples were a nice size and her areola so puffy.

   The stud he decided for her wasn't anything fancy.  It was just a silver
bar placed horizontally through her areola.  He had judged the length
perfectly also.  All you seen were the silver round balls against each
side. He was sure that some of the bar would probably show once her arousal
went down and the puffiness dissipated some.  Not that the little vixen
ever seemed to loose her arousal.

   While the stud looked nice, Scott knew it was only temporary.  He would
have her wear this until the hole was healed a little.  Then, he would
replace it with a nice one-inch ring.  Then the real fun with that perky
little tit could begin.

   He could hook a leash to it, put weights on it, you name it.  Two nipple
piercings would have been a lot better, but there was still tons he could
do with just one.  Just thinking about it made him want to cum, so he did.
He put one foot up on the bed so his dick was near Tina's chest and then
started jacking off.  In a matter of seconds he was painting her chest with
his cum.

   He did have the sense to avoid her fresh piercing.  He had medications
for minor infections, but if she got a major one then it would mean
releasing her so she could get proper medical attention.

   Scott knew that in a few months she would be at the point where he could
actually take her to a hospital or something and know she wouldn't run to
the cops.  However, it would be a bit of a gamble right now.

   Tina looked down at her cum-covered chest for almost a minute.  Scott
was pretty sure she was inspecting her new piercing and not the cum itself.
He almost felt like shooting another load on her when she finally looked up
at him and gave her best smile.

   Scott could tell the smile was fake, but it meant a lot to him that she
was trying at least.  She tried to hold the smile but it quickly
disappeared as she started using her fingers to scoop the cum off her chest
and eat it.  It took her several minutes to get it all.  Not only was there
a ton of it but her delay had given some of it time to run down her chest
and cover her tummy as well.

   As she finished her feast, Scott still couldn't believe how lucky he was
to have such a good slave.  He desperately wanted to tell her this. 
However, it was too early in her training to give such a huge compliment.

   He still felt additional praise was needed though so when he laid down
in bed he pulled her naked body in next to his.

   "You were a good girl today," he said as he gave her a kiss on the
forehead.

   Scott noticed Tina shutter slightly as he did this.  She also got goose
bumps.  At first he thought maybe these were a result of her disgust and
hatred toward him.  However, a second later he felt her put a hand over his
waist and hug in tighter.

   As Tina held her master tight she had a lot of conflicting emotions and
thoughts.  Holding him like this made her feel safe and yummy.  However,
this didn't seem logical to her since she knew he was anything but safe to
be around and she certainly hated him for the way he treated her.  He had
just pierced her areola for God's sake.

   And gawd, that video.  The things she had done on that video!  She hated
her master for making her do those things.  While she technically did them
on her own, it had been his threats that caused her to perform the lewd
acts.

   Tina felt sick to her stomach when she realized her master might even
show the video to someone else.  Surely he wouldn't do that.  Of course he
would.  Or at least Tina felt he was capable of such a horrible thing.  For
all she knew he was selling these videos online.

   Odd thing was that while these disgusting things she was doing both on
and off camera made her hate her master, they also somehow made her like
him...  no, possibly even love him.  It made absolutely no sense to her
young mind.

   For example, she felt like slime on the bottom of someone's shoe every
time she sucked Jeremy's dick.  The act itself was horrible enough, but it
came with more baggage than just performing it.  It redefined her.  She was
now a dog sucker and nothing could ever undo that.  Even if she escaped
from this hell she would have to go through life with this new identity. 
She could try to hide it of course, but she just knew everyone she met
would be able to read it on her face just as clearly as if her master had
indeed tattooed it there.  She hated her master more than anything for
this.

   No guy could possibly want her now.  It was this thought that always
seemed to warp her feelings in regards to her master.  Her master knew in
vivid detail the disgusting things she was doing, yet he obviously still
wanted her.  In fact, the more disgusting she seemed to act the happier he
seemed to be with her.  It was as though his "affection" for her was
unconditional.  However, right when she would start to feel as though she
actually loved him for this, she would remember it was him in the first
place that was making her do these things.  It was an endless loop of
conflicting emotions that seemed to spin her mind in circles.

   As a result, some moments and even full days, she hated his guts.  Other
times she felt she might love him.  But most of the time she somehow seemed
to experience both at the same time.

   As she went to sleep in his arms this night, however, she was certain
she was falling in love with him.  Unfortunately, like so many times
before, her master found a way of dashing this particular feeling.

   Tina wasn't sure if she had been asleep for hours or just minutes.  But
when she woke she felt like she was floating.  Then she realized she was.
Her master had her in his strong arms and was carrying her.  It felt like a
wonderful dream and she almost even fell back to sleep.  However, she
sensed herself floating back down to earth and then she felt the cold tile
floor under her.  Her master was putting her back in her corner for the
night, or day, or whenever it was right now.

   To her surprise, however, he didn't put her ankle cuff on.  Instead he
connected the wall chain to her collar.  Until now he had pretty much
ignored her collar.  Tina had even come to think of it more as decoration
than something that could be functional.

   She didn't think she liked this new change.  Having the chain on her
neck meant a lot less freedom.  It was almost 4 less feet of reach.  Well,
reach with her hands anyway.  Her little corner had seemed too small
already.  Now it was even smaller.

   As her master left the room, Tina quickly tested her new limited reach.
She was relieved to find that she could still reach the drainage hole with
her hands.  Still, she prayed that her master would later give her a longer
chain to help compensate.

   As she thought about this, she also wondered what had brought about this
new change.  It was possible he just decided to do this at random. 
However, Tina doubted it.  More likely it was because she was now marked.
Or, even more likely, it was because of what she did with Jeremy.

   Jeremy hadn't gotten his dick up her cunt yet, but he had knotted with
her asshole.  This no doubt officially made her his bitch.  And bitches
aren't chained by their leg, they are chained by their collar.  Tina cried
as she thought this.  What little love that had flickered inside her heart
for her master was now completely dashed, yet again.

   As she waited in the dungeon, Tina noticed her master had bandaged her
nipple while she slept.  She pressed on the bandage lightly to see if the
stud was still there, it was.

   Several minutes passed and then the door opened again.  Tina was hopeful
that her master was bringing her a longer chain.

   "Ow!" Tina groaned in pain when she went to stand to get a better look.

   She had forgotten about the sandals and had driven the points from
several tacks into the soles of her feet again.  It felt like the pins had
broken the skin this time, but when she looked down she didn't see any
signs of blood.

   To make matters worse, her master didn't bring her a new chain.  He just
walked half way across the room and tossed something at her.  When it
landed she realized it was the leather shorts.  Tina wanted to thank her
master, but didn't dare speak up.  She wasn't all that tired, but it must
have been bed time now and her master was letting Jeremy in the dungeon for
the night.  She dreaded spending another disgusting night with the dog but
was delighted that her master was at least giving her the option of putting
the shorts on so the dog couldn't fuck her again.

   "Ugh," Tina let out and then coughed when she rushed out to pick up the
shorts but ran out of chain.

   At first she thought it was a cruel joke on her master's part.  Let the
dog in but keep the shorts just out of reach.  However, when she turned
around she found she could easily reach the shorts with her foot.  Still,
she wondered if tossing it just out of normal reach had been on purpose or
not.

   She had the shorts in her hands now though and that was all that really
mattered.  Her master was closing the door by the time she got them and
Tina could hear Jeremy's claws tapping on the tile as he walked her way. 
She frantically started putting the shorts on.  In doing so she managed to
snag them on one of the sandals and drive yet more pins into her foot.  It
wasn't as bad as when she tried to stand but it still hurt a little.

   Tina was in the process of tying the drawstring when Jeremy reached her.
He started growling when he seen her.  At first she thought it was because
she had put the shorts on.  But then she realized it was because she wasn't
on her hands and knees ready to serve him.

   She quickly moved into position, but started crying as she did so. 
While her very sore asshole was protected, she knew it would be a long and
revolting night.  It was going to be a fucked up ending to a fucked up day.

   -- to be continued -

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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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