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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

   16.

   If she could be granted one wish, Tina was certain she would ask for a
clock.  Well, she actually wished to be let go.  However, her master would
never grant something like that.  And if any wishes were going to be
carried out she knew they would be at her master's discretion.

   Freedom was way out of the question.  She was also pretty sure that
getting rid of Jeremy was not an option.  Heck, even something as simple as
normal food was now beyond Tina's realm of hope.  However, a clock might be
doable.

   It was odd how something so simple could have such a big impact.  But
Tina just knew that life in the dungeon would somehow seem much easier if
she just had a clock.  Take now, for example.  Before getting to sleep she
had spent a long time having to orally service Jeremy.  Then she had to
endure the long disgusting make out session with him as he constantly tried
to tongue tango with her.

   Finally, she gets some sleep, but when she wakes she has no idea what
time it is.  Was it now the middle of the night?  If so then that meant
there was plenty of time to have to endure a complete repeat with Jeremy
again before her master came to her rescue.  For that matter, the dog might
accost her two or three times more.

   Granted, the dog would have his way with her the exact same number of
times regardless of if a clock was present.  However, it would have been
very nice to know or at least have an idea of what that number of times
might be.

   For that matter, just being able to sit there and count the ticks of the
second hand would seem like heaven.  She couldn't quite understand why, but
she just knew it would make the time pass so much quicker and easier.

   Who knows, maybe this was the whole point of her master not having a
clock in the room.  Everything her master did seemed to have a purpose to
it.  Maybe removing this sense of passage of time was something to fuck
with her head.

   Or, maybe it was just a symbol or message he was trying to relay to her.
Maybe he was trying to tell her that the passage of time didn't matter in
the dungeon.  That she would service her master and his dog when told to do
so and that this was all she needed to think about.  She didn't need to
worry about silly things like tracking time or planning out her day in her
head.  Her master would take of these things for her.

   Whatever the reason, Tina had to admit that it caused her to spend a lot
of time thinking about her training.  Instead of just counting down the
seconds she seemed to spend most of her time thinking about what her master
had made her do that day or what he might do to her next.  It also made her
wonder about a lot of strange things like why there wasn't a damn clock in
the room.

   "Gawd, Master Jeremy is awake," Tina suddenly realized.

   Tina wasn't sure exactly when she started thinking of the dog as "Master
Jeremy" instead of just Jeremy.  It was a human title and seemed silly to
think of a dog this way, which was kind of why she did it.  Calling him
this in her head sometimes almost made her forget she was doing these
things with a dog...  if she closed her eyes hard enough anyway.  It only
worked for maybe 3 seconds every minute on average, but those few seconds
were about the only thing holding her sanity together.

   Tina held extremely still.  Jeremy didn't move or even growl.  However,
Tina was now well aware of the subtle differences in his breathing.  He was
awake.  It was just a question of whether he would play with her or not.

   Tina was pretty sure that his decision was based solely on how horny he
was.  However, just in case, she always pretended to be asleep.  She knew
it was pointless since the dog could smell her fear and wouldn't have cared
if she was asleep anyway.  But, she had to try.

   A knot of disgust formed in her stomach when she felt Jeremy move his
head.  She knew that once he started moving around he almost always ended
up playing with her.

   Tina was relieved however, when she heard the door opening.  Her master
was coming.  It seemed dirt early though.  Or, maybe it was still late
night even.  All Tina knew for sure was that she still felt very tired. 
However, Jeremy seemed full of energy.  Tina fell away from him as he
jumped up and ran to greet his master.

   While still pretty tired, Tina did have the sense to get off her side
and kneel for her master.  She even took that damn humiliating dog-begging
position and forced a smile on her face.

   As her master walked up to her she noticed some chain in his hand. 
Maybe he was giving her a longer wall chain.  Her hopes were dashed,
however, when she got a closer look and seen that the chain he held was
only 2 feet long.

   "Oh, gawd," Tina thought as she seen the chain.

   There were only a couple things she could think of that such a length of
chain could be used for.  This was either going to be her new wall chain or
he was going to beat her with it.  Tina had smelt booze on her master's
breath several times since her captivity.  She wondered if maybe this time
he had over done it a bit.  A chill ran down her spine at this thought. 
Her master was cruel when sober, she could not imagine how he might treat
her while drunk.

   She managed to hold her pose but couldn't maintain her smile.  It
returned, however, when her master reached down and disconnected the chain
from her neck.  She would take a shorter chain over being beat with one any
day.  She lifted her chin even to make it easier for her master to hook the
short chain to her collar.  However, he didn't connect the other end to the
wall.  Nor did he disconnect the longer one from it.

   Instead, her master called Jeremy over and hooked the long chain to his
collar.  This was a very odd turn of events.  It became even odder,
however, when her master then connected her short chain to Jeremy's collar
as well.  This was odd indeed.

   As she tried to reason why her master was connecting them like this,
Tina couldn't help but marvel at how well trained Jeremy was.  She was sure
that most dogs would have gone nuts if you chained them to a wall and then
chained a person to them with a small 2-foot chain.  With her head right
there, most dogs probably would have panicked and started biting her face.
But Jeremy didn't growl or even whimper.  He clearly had been through this
many times before.

   It was a first time for Tina though and she was having a hard time
figuring it all out.  Her master started to clue her in, however, once she
was secured to Jeremy.

   "The fuller this is come morning the less you will be punished," her
master told her as he handed her an object.

   Tina had noticed the object in his hand earlier.  It was a hospital male
urine bottle.  Tina of course didn't know the name of it or had even seen
one before, but she didn't have to think hard to know what it was for.  It
was a simple looking plastic bottle with only one real exception.  The neck
on the bottle was long and angled to one side.  It also had a very wide
mouth.  She didn't need to be a rocket scientist to know her master wanted
her to fill the bottle with Jeremy's cum.

   As she thought about how she might accomplish this, her master continued
to speak.  She ignored most of it though because it sounded like he was
just trying to humiliate her.  He was saying stuff about how Jeremy liked
his dick stroked, what got him horny, how sensitive he was right after he
came, etc.  She only picked up bits and pieces, but when he finished the
last sentence got her attention.

   "...  he will punish you otherwise."

   She hadn't even caught the entire sentence.  Tina got a sinking feeling
that she had just ignored the warning label on this particular activity. 
For a second, she almost asked her master to repeat everything.  But she
knew he not only wouldn't do that but would probably punish her for
ignoring him in the first place.

   Tina felt she deserved such a punishment also.  She should have known
better than to ignore her master.  Not necessarily because he was her
master but because she knew damn well that there wasn't much he did or said
that didn't have some purpose behind it.  Despite how much she hated her
master right now, Tina also felt a little bad about disrespecting him in
this manner.  Here he was trying to be nice to her by giving her helpful
advice and she had repaid him by ignoring him.

   While she only remembered bits and pieces of what her master had said,
Tina was positive he hadn't mentioned exactly how Jeremy would punish her.
Not that the dog had that many options.  Their necks were chained together
by a 2 foot chain.  If he was going to punish her then it was probably
going to be a bite to the shoulder.  Or at least she prayed the dog had
been trained not to bite her face.

   After her master stopped speaking, Tina didn't know what to do so she
just reached under Jeremy and started playing with his dick.  She could
tell he was already shooting his precum but her master stopped her when she
put the bottle to the dog's dick.

   "Just the cum," her master warned her.

   Tina started crying when she heard this.  The task was so hopeless.  It
would take hours to fill the bottle if she didn't collect precum also. 
Plus, she would have to now pay very close attention so she knew exactly
when the dog was about to ejaculate.  Tina wondered if her master would be
able to tell if she collected some of the precum anyway.  She just knew he
somehow would.

   Her master watched her for only a minute before he yawned and then
turned and left the room.  It upset her that he was headed back to a nice
cozy bed and she was going to spend all night on the hard cold floor
jacking a dog off.

   As her master left, Jeremy decided he would get comfortable and laid
down.  The short chain connecting her collar to Jeremy's forced Tina to
bend over some.  She was still able to get a good look at his dick.  At
least for a bit anyway.  After a minute Jeremy decided he want to tongue
tango again.

   Tina struggled to keep her head turned away but he was very persistent.
She finally gave in when she heard him growl.  Tina was quickly learning
that the short chain had a few different purposes.

   One purpose was just to tether her.  However, it also kept her face very
close to Jeremy's which she was sure would encourage the dog to kiss her a
lot more.  The last purpose she seen was that it prevented Jeremy from
making her suck his dick.  If he were to bend down that direction then she
could reach it with her mouth, but that didn't seem to be the way the dog
was trained.  When it came to sucking he seemed to always like to mount her
face like he had mounted her asshole just hours earlier.

   As bad as it may sound, Tina actually would have preferred sucking the
dick over kissing the dog.  Both were gross and the dick even had more
taste.  But sharing the dog's spit and feeling his tongue in her mouth was
so much more disgusting.

   "Please stop, master," Tina tried to beg in between licks.

   She knew he wouldn't listen, but as she closed her eyes and said this
she almost was able to envision kissing a human instead.  But everything
about the kiss was just too different.  His tongue was too long and
energetic, he smelled different and even his spit didn't taste right.

   To make matters worse, his deep, high energy kisses were making it hard
to concentrate on his dick.  She didn't need a lot of concentration to
masturbate him, but she did need to stay aware of the subtle signs he was
about to cum.  Once he started to cum those signs would become extremely
apparent, but if she didn't want to waste any of the cum then she needed to
pick up on the subtle ones as well.

   Tina knew the only way to settle his kisses down was to kiss him back.
Sometimes during the long quiet boring periods in the dungeon Tina
fantasized about tracking down and killing whoever trained Jeremy.  The
person had not been satisfied with just training the dog to rape girls. 
They had trained him to do it in the most humiliating and disgusting ways.
She would have just focused this killing fantasy on her master but she
didn't dare think about doing such a thing to him.  It was simply
unthinkable.

   It had occurred to Tina, however, that her master might actually be the
dog's trainer.  While it would help explain why he seemed to be training
her to be a dog, Tina just didn't get the feeling her master had actually
trained Jeremy.  She couldn't quite put her finger on why she thought this,
she just did.

   She certainly wasn't putting much thought behind this right now though.
She was too busy concentrating on Jeremy.  Her skin crawled with disgust as
she stuck her tongue out and flicked it around in the dog's revolting
mouth. Jeremy sometimes nibbled on her tongue a little with his front teeth
whenever she did this, but for the most part he seemed to have been trained
to just stay motionless.  He would let her tongue his mouth for a minute
then go back to work on hers for a minute.  Then the cycle would repeat.

   It was still very distracting, but much better than the dog just going
nuts with his tongue constantly.  It also always had the drawback of making
her cry.  Despite her experience with human males, Tina seldom ever got
kissed.  They liked to fuck her and make her suck them, but extremely
seldom did they ever kiss her.  She didn't blame them though, kisses were
for lovers and she was not their girlfriend or wife, she was just their
fuck toy.  With this in mind, for all intentional purposes, Jeremy was the
closest thing she had ever had to a real lover or boyfriend.

   Tina panicked when she heard Jeremy whining.  She had allowed herself to
become too distracted and he was already cumming.  She fumbled with the
bottle but knew she had already missed a good amount of his semen.  She
could hear the rest of it squirting into the bottle though.

   Once she was sure he had finished, Tina moved the container away and
started jacking on his dick again.  It was rapidly shrinking but she had to
try to get him hard again.  Tina knew the dog normally took at least an
hour in between climaxes but she couldn't risk waiting that long.

   Filling the bottle was pretty impossible, but she still wanted to get
the max amount of cum from the dog as possible.  She knew what her master's
punishments could be like.  He made it clear that she was getting punished
regardless of how well she did, but she trusted her master to be lenient if
she truly put in an extra effort to meet his goal.

   "Give it a rest already," Jeremy thought as the bitch continued to play
with his dick.

   This whole game never made any sense to him.  He put up with it since he
had been trained to do so, but still didn't like it.  He would much prefer
mounting the bitch like nature intended and then fucking a few puppies into
her.  While her hand was pleasurable, it just didn't seem to serve any
purpose.

   The horny bitches seemed to enjoy the game though.  You could smell the
fear on them but they still never seemed to get enough of his dick while
playing the game.  While he was trained to put up with the game, no amount
of training would ever get him to put up with the discomfort of the bitches
playing with his sensitive dick so soon after cumming.

   He was starting to like this bitch though so he gave her a warning
first. But like so many before her, she didn't listen.  Jeremy couldn't get
too upset with her.  It wasn't her fault she was so stupid and horny.  She
just needed to have his wishes communicated better to her.  And his
training was very specific on how to do this.

   Jeremy gave the bitch a few more seconds, but when she still didn't stop
he stood up.  He hated having to train these dumb bitches like this,
especially at night when he was often pretty tired.  But, it had to be
done. On the bright side, this particular bitch was very small and light.
It would make his next task much easier.

   Jeremy turned to face the wall and then put his front paws against it.
He then slowly worked upward until he was standing upright against it.  He
had no clue why, but whenever they played this game doing this always got
the loudest screams of pain from the bitches.  This bitch was no different.

   Jeremy could feel the bitch trying to pull him down.  Some of the bigger
bitches would sometimes even pull him off balance but this little one was
no match.  In between screams, Jeremy could hear the bitch trying to order
him down.  He just ignored her.  She wasn't the first bitch to forget her
place like this.  In time she would learn just like all the rest that he
was the alpha dog and she was just his bitch.

   He made the bitch stand up next to him like this for almost a full
minute before he finally dropped back down.  The bitch was moaning and
crying a lot but her screams settled down a lot.

   As Jeremy laid back down Tina was frantically trying to work her finger
between the sandal and her foot.  The fit was too tight though and
squeezing the finger inside only scraped her finger against the pins.

   Tina was shocked that someone would actually train Jeremy to do
something like that.  And there was no doubt that it had been a trained
response.  She had pissed him off and he had punished her by making her
stand on the tacks in her sandals.  He was a smart dog but he couldn't have
figured that out on his own.  She doubted he even knew why she had been
screaming.

   Regardless, it was a mistake she definitely wouldn't be making again. 
She at least now knew what her master meant by Jeremy punishing her.

   Tina laid there for almost 30 minutes before she got the nerve up to try
to excite Jeremy again.  She couldn't imagine that many punishments that
would be worse than having to stand in those sandals again, but she was
certain her master could.

   She decided not to go straight for his dick this time.  She felt like
throwing up, but she forced herself to bring her mouth to Jeremy's and
softly lick at it.  He must have woken the second she started moving
because he opened his eyes and then his mouth and let her tongue dart
inside.  Gawd did this dog like to kiss.

   The kiss seemed much worse with her initiating it.  Jeremy hadn't even
been awake, let alone threatening or encouraging her to kiss him.  It had
been all her.  She prayed her master was not recording all of this with a
hidden camera.  She would just die if she found out he was.

   Tina licked at Jeremy's mouth and tongue for several minutes before she
got the nerve to lower one of her hands to his dick again.  She was pleased
to find that it was sticking out of his sheath again and already pretty
hard.

   Despite his obvious arousal, Tina still made sure she was gentle.  She
kept her fingers to a feather touch as she slid them up and down his shaft.
However, when she felt his precum starting to shoot out she knew she had
him and started working his dick more vigorously.

   Tina picked up on his signals before he came this time and managed to
collect a full sample in the bottle.  When she looked into the bottle she
was pleased to find it was almost a third full.  While she was happy Jeremy
was such a large cummer, the sight of it did made her a little nauseous.

   This time Tina didn't make the mistake of bugging Jeremy right after he
came.  Instead, she just laid against him for warmth.  She also petted him.
She wasn't sure why she bothered petting him though.  It just seemed
natural.  She doubted she was forming any kind of special bond with him. 
But, you never know.  Maybe over time it would get him to like her a little
more.  She knew he would still follow his training but maybe he would be a
little less aggressive with her while he did so.  It didn't hurt to try.

   Tina was extremely tired but she didn't dare close her eyes.  It was
hard not too since she knew Jeremy wouldn't be ready to go again for at
least an hour.  He was a horny dog but even he had his limitations.

   A couple times she almost convinced herself to close her eyes and get a
short nap in.  But she knew that once she closed her eyes she would be out
for several hours.  Possibly even until Jeremy or her master woke her.  Her
punishment would be pretty harsh if that happened.

   As she laid there, Tina went over her rules yet again in her head. 
There wasn't really any need to since she had them well memorized. 
However, it at least was something to do.  She almost laughed out loud when
she got to the Jeremy rules and reached number 11 which stated she should
never stand in the presence of Jeremy.  Yeah, like she wanted to stand with
these damn sandals on.

   She almost nodded off a few times before she finally had to give up the
warmth of Jeremy's body and kneel instead.  It was a bit uncomfortable
kneeling since the short chain didn't allow her to fully sit up.  That had
been the point of her doing it though.  She wasn't going to accidentally
fall asleep if she was uncomfortable like this.

   Tina couldn't help but feel a bit degraded by having to kneel there in
front of the dog waiting for his body to generate another load of cum for
her.  She wasn't sure if a full hour had passed or not, but she just
couldn't stand waiting any more and slowly knelt down and started licking
at Jeremy's mouth again.  It took Jeremy a little longer to respond this
time but he eventually gave her another load of sperm for her collection.

   Tina wasn't sure if there was a world record for how many times you
could jack a dog off in one night, but she was pretty certain she had
gotten close to that record that night.  Or at least it seemed that way to
her tired mind.  In actuality, it had only been 5 climaxes total.

   Tina managed to stay awake till morning but she was a complete wreck by
the time her master opened the door.  Jeremy's climaxes had been much
smaller the following 3 times, so she had ended up with just barely over
half a bottle full.  She was so warn out that at this point she almost
didn't care if she got punished harshly for not filling it up.

   She wasn't sure if it was just her being tired or what, but once her
master entered the room everything seemed to happen real fast.  He came to
her, took the bottle, and unhooked her from Jeremy.  He then knelt next to
her on one knee and pulled her over the raised knee so her ass was high in
the air.  He then began to viciously spank her ass with his bare hand.

   Tina tried to hold still but the hits stung like hell.  He was landing a
ton of them also.  She tried to lift herself back up but her master's free
hand was there holding her like a vice.  She even tried kicking up to block
her master's hand but her master just diverted the hit to the bottom of the
sandal.  She didn't make that mistake again.  In the end, she was so
exhausted that her struggles were hardly even noticeable to her strong
master.

   She tried to keep count at first but lost track somewhere around 80. 
She thought maybe his goal was 100 but a minute later she realized he had
to be way past that by now.  The pain got so bad that she thought for a
moment she might pass out.  She was about too in fact when her master
finally stopped.  As he stood up, Tina slid off her master's knee and to
the cold floor.

   "Good girl," she heard her master say as he grabbed the bottle again. 
"You did a good job with Jeremy."

   "Good job!?" Tina felt like shouting.  "If it was such a good fucking
job then why did you just spank me so hard?"

   Tina cringed at the thought of what a bad job would have earned her. 
Would he have used the paddle on her or the belt instead?  She couldn't
imagine being able to live through a spanking like that had he used one of
those instead.  Of course, it was also possible he would have whipped her
poor cunt with a strap of leather.  And of course that would have been
followed with him piercing her then swollen clit.  Okay, maybe this bare
hand spanking wasn't that bad after all.  Tina felt depressed that a
spanking as vicious as this one could actually seem like a reward now.

   As she wiped the tears from her eyes, Tina seen that her master had his
hard dick just inside the neck of the bottle and was jacking off.  It only
took him about 30 seconds before he let loose a large load of cum.  The cum
splashed inside and mixed with Jeremy's.

   Her master didn't remove his dick though.  He just held it there long
after he started to go soft.  Tina crunched up her nose in disgust when she
seen a stream of piss shoot out of his dick and into the bottle as well. 
He pissed in the bottle until it was about 3/4ths full and then pulled his
dick out and let the last of his piss rain down on Tina's face and chest.
Jeremy was sitting there watching, but backed away when he seen his master
pissing.  The bitches seemed to enjoy that but he didn't want any of it on
him.

   After he finished pissing, her master started pouring the mixture into
an empty dog dish.  Tina knew what was going to come next and actually
contemplated making a run for the door.  But then she remembered the
sandals.  Could she actually run in these things?  Could she withstand the
pain as the needles ate away at the skin on the bottoms of her feet?

   Tina was sure that if it meant freedom then the answer was "yes". 
However, she already knew she couldn't escape.  Jeremy was still chained to
the wall and she probably could have easily made it to the door before her
master.  But she knew he would be on her long before she managed to reach
the latch that opened it.  And even if there was a 50 percent chance, which
there wasn't, she knew she wouldn't have tried.  She had already betrayed
her master in this regard before and knew he would be much harsher on her
if she were to try again.

   Instead she looked down at the ground in humiliation and shame.  She
didn't even wait for her master to give the order.  The second he finished
pouring the vile mixture out she crawled over to the bowl and started
lapping it up.

   17.

   If Tina had to rate this day she would have put it down as one of the
worst in her life.  Of course, she had thought that about the prior day and
the day before that and the day before that.  Unlike all these prior days,
however, this one wasn't necessarily bad because of all the nasty things
she had to do.  In fact, other than the start of the day the activities had
been pretty standard.  What made it so horrible was that she hadn't really
gotten any sleep the night prior.

   Tina felt like she was constantly out of energy, but her master wouldn't
let her slack off even just a little.  He kept her busy all day long.  Her
activities included an enema, more ass stretching with the 4x4, beauty
training, 20 more kama sutra poses, 5 additional Jeremy rules, etc.  Hell,
her master even made her exercise on the bike again.  To make matters
worse, she wasn't given anything to eat all day.  Just water.  Well, she
did get to eat a couple loads of sperm from her master.

   About the only good thing was that she didn't see Jeremy most of the
day. Her master told her he was off sleeping somewhere.  Her master gave
her a wicked smile when he told her this but she didn't understand why
until late that night when it came time for bed.

   This night her master didn't chain her to Jeremy, but he did let the dog
in the dungeon again.  She wasn't given the leather pants either.  Jeremy
was pretty randy and Tina tried to suck him off but he wouldn't have it. 
He got her onto all fours and was humping at her rump in less than a
minute.

   This time when Tina reached back to guild Jeremy in she almost decided
to guide him into her cunt and not asshole.  The knot had hurt like hell up
her ass and she really didn't want to experience that again.  However, she
also wanted to maintain a shred of dignity and keep at least one of her
holes virgin.  Well, virgin to dog dick anyway.

   As she suspected, the knot up her ass hurt just as bad this second time.
On the bright side, Jeremy didn't try to yank the knot out once he was
done. He tugged on it a little but not much.  He seemed satisfied to just
stand there and wait.  Her master had set up a camera before he left and
Tina blushed with humiliation as she was forced to kneel there and wait for
the dog's knot to shrink.

   To add to her humiliation Tina had to lick the dog's dick clean after
the knot finally did come loose.  Rule 10 stated she needed to keep Jeremy
clean.  While the rule read somewhat vague, she knew what it meant and also
knew she would be punished if she didn't perform the act.

   After she was done Tina laid down and fell asleep almost instantly.  She
was woken up less than an hour later by Jeremy darting his tongue in and
out of her mouth.  It was then that she remembered her master's smile
earlier.  Her master had let the dog sleep all day so that he would be up
all night using her.

   Tina didn't even have the strength to cry as she returned the dog's
kiss. After 15 minutes of this she tried to suck him off but he insisted,
yet again, to take her from behind.  And again, she guided him up her ass.

   Jeremy only took Tina twice more that night like this, however, he spent
hours kissing her.  Tina only got 3 to 4 hours sleep that night.  And even
these were not consecutive.

   "You two make such an adorable couple," her master said as he entered
the dungeon the next morning and seen Tina and Jeremy Frenching.

   Tina was exhausted but she still blushed.  She blushed even deeper when
she realized her master not only wasn't stopping the kiss but even stood
there for several minutes watching it.  She felt like yelling at him to get
the damn dog away from her.  Jeremy had been tongue tangoing with her for
the past 20 minutes and he didn't seem to be slowing down any.

   Her master sat there and watched for over 5 minutes before he came
closer.  He didn't separate them though.  He just put Tina up on her hands
and knees while making sure her mouth never left Jeremy's.

   "Ugh!" Tina grunted when she felt her master's huge dick suddenly sink
deep up her asshole.

   Tina wanted to take her mouth away from Jeremy and warn her master that
the dog had fucked her ass several times the night before.  Compared to
Jeremy's knot, her master's dick didn't hurt or anything.  She just
couldn't imagine her master would want to fuck her ass considering there
were several loads of dog cum up it.

   She felt a little nauseous when it dawned on her that her master had to
know this already.  He hadn't been there to see the dog fuck her ass but
her asshole was pretty loose from all the recent activity and had been
leaking dog cum.  Even if he didn't see the cum leaking out he had to have
felt the difference when he fucked into her.

   Her master didn't seem put off by it.  If anything he seemed to be
fucking her with even more gusto.  He fucked her hard and deep for over 10
minutes before he finally unloaded in her ass.

   Tina was about to turn around to clean her master's dick when she
realized he was already headed across the room and way out of range.  She
didn't want to lick her master and Jeremy's cum off his dick, but it would
have at least allowed her to break the kiss with Jeremy.

   Her master didn't order Jeremy away from her mouth until a few minutes
later when he brought in a couple dog bowls.  Tina never thought she would
ever be this happy to see those dog bowls.  Not only did it mean a break
from Jeremy's tongue but it meant some food finally.  She had to fight over
it with Jeremy but it was still a good meal.  It was amazing how a little
hunger could easily change one's perspective on something like eating dog
food.  Tina still felt a little revolted by it but it was nothing compared
to just a few days prior.

   With the exception of the breakfast, this day went identical to the
prior one.  Tina had a few hours sleep under her belt this time but she
still felt completely exhausted all day long.  As she suspected, Jeremy was
let into the dungeon again that night.  And like the night prior, he was
wide awake and very energetic.

   The following 5 days and nights went exactly the same as well, except
she only got fed every other day.  Not that Tina kept count of the days. 
She tried but her mind felt like mush before the first day had even ended.
For all Tina knew the cycle had gone on for a month and not just one week.

   Had you told her that she had only been captive in the dungeon for just
over 3 weeks she would have thought you crazy.  She had lost all sense of
time and to her it had seemed like months.

   By the end of the 7 days Tina thought for sure she was going to die
soon. She didn't necessarily feel sick, she just knew that no one could
survive like this indefinitely.  Or at least she hoped no one could.  She
didn't want to spend years and years being extremely hungry, tired and weak
every single day.  She now felt this way even when she did get food.  The
portions were just too small and never seemed to satisfy her hunger.

   While all hope was now gone, Tina still kept the dog from fucking her
cunt.  She always guided it into her ass, only now she did it not out of
some sense of dignity but because she had become accustomed to it.

   Dignity really wasn't a word she could afford to use any more.  For
example, by the 4th day she was so hungry that she even started feeding on
Jeremy's cum as it poured out of her asshole.

   Licking up the spilled cum of course was part of her rules, however, now
instead of just drops of it she would force her guts to expel great
quantities out onto the ground so she could feast on it.

   As Tina went to sleep that 7th night she wasn't that sure she would
actually wake the next morning.  But that was fine by her.  It was better
than fine.  If the grim reaper were to appear to her in the middle of the
night she would gladly accept her death.  She would beg for it and even
offer sexual favors if that was what was required.

   Tina's life didn't end that night.  However, it did change.  When she
woke the next day she was amazed that she actually felt rather refreshed.
She was still starving but she wasn't tired.  It wasn't until she sat up
that she realized Jeremy wasn't there.  Her mind was foggy still, but she
didn't think he had even been put in the dungeon the night before.

   As she looked around for the dog Tina's eyes caught sight of the dog
bowls.  They were full!  She rushed to them and started gorging herself. 
If Tina had a diary in her area she would have noted that this meal was the
best one of her life.  It may have been just dog food but there was lots of
it.

   Even as she ate it, however, Tina realized that the meal might have been
a trick to prolong her suffering.  Her mind might be mush but she could
still work out how her master might be planning to give her the full
night's sleep and the large meal, only to get her strength up so he could
ration both of them again without killing her.

   If it was a trick then it would mean he planned to do this indefinitely.
And, as long as she ate the large meal when it was provided, she would
probably continue to survive.  At least physically.  There was no doubt,
even in her already fractured mind, that she could not mentally survive
much more of this treatment.

   Tina made a promise to herself that if her master did ration her food
and sleep again then she would refuse to eat the large meal the next time
it was provided.  Even as she made the promise she already knew she
wouldn't hold it.  If she really planned to follow through with it then she
would just promise not to eat the small meals in between.  It certainly
would end her suffering much faster.

   As she thought about all of this, Tina laid on the cold floor rubbing
her now bloated and somewhat sore belly.  She couldn't believe she had
eaten so much.  She was glad she had eaten all the food but she also
dreaded trying to do her daily activities with such an overstuffed belly.

   As it turned out, however, this day brought no activities.  Her master
did visit her a few times.  He even fucked her ass once and made her drink
his piss.  But these really didn't seem much like activities to her.  Not
anymore anyway.  In fact, Tina enjoyed them.  Or at least the anal fuck.

   Drinking her master's piss wasn't really enjoyable, but at the same time
she felt almost honored to do it for him.  She wasn't sure if the feeling
she had was really that of being honored, but it was something in that
ballpark.  She had trouble actually defining the feeling.  All she knew for
sure was that the feeling hadn't been there in the past when he made her do
this.

   Tina tried to convince herself that she was really the same person. 
That her mind had not been altered by the prior week or two.  However, she
could not deny these new feelings toward her master.  It wasn't just the
emotional response from drinking his piss either.

   Now that she thought about it she realized she had actually been joyful
each time her master entered the dungeon that day.  She had felt this way
before but it had always been for different reasons.  She normally was
joyful because it meant breaking the boredom or possibly him bringing her
food.  However, this morning she had been joyful to see him simply because
it was, well, him.  This made no more sense to her than the warm fuzzy
feeling she got while his disgusting piss shot down her throat.

   And yes, the piss still seemed disgusting to her.  Yet she had still
been somewhat proud to drink it for her master and even a little joyful
when she did it.  It was very confusing and extremely concerning.  Not just
because she was feeling these things but that they seemed almost natural...
like she had always felt this way.  Yet, she knew she hadn't.

   In addition to fucking her ass and making her drink his piss, her master
also fed her again that day.  He also gave her a cold shower with the hose.
She wasn't sure why her master was being so nice to her today but she
wasn't going to question it.  It was like being in heaven.  Heck, even her
drainage hole was unplugged.

   Despite getting such a good night's sleep, Tina still dozed off several
times during the day.  While she had no way of telling time, Tina was
pretty sure a full day and night passed before the "games" started up
again.

   A lot of the activities were the same, but there were new ones as well.
For example, one thing that changed was that her master started chaining
her up differently sometimes.  Instead of always having a thick chain
attacked to her collar or ankle a much smaller chain would be used and
attached to her nipple.  Her master had since replaced the stud going
through her areola with a 1-inch wide ring.

   Her master seemed to love this ring.  He would often connect a leash to
it and walk her around the dungeon.  Tina hated the feeling of him pulling
her around by her nipple.  It pleased her master to do it though and this
in turn pleased her.

   Sometimes he would even keep her chained up by the nipple all night
long. She did inspect the nipple ring to see if there was a way to remove
it, but it was more out of curiosity than thoughts of escape.

   Had she thought about escape she would have discovered that doing so was
very possible.  The chain was still too thick for her to snap with her bare
hands, but she could have easily done it using the 4x4 on the times she was
left alone with it.  For that matter, she could have just pulled away from
the wall until the ring ripped free of her areola.  It would have hurt like
hell and scared her for life, but just a couple weeks earlier it would have
been a price she would have gladly paid for her freedom.

   She never thought about escape though.  It wasn't because she was too
scare or that she thought she just couldn't actually escape.  She just
didn't see why she would want to escape.

   She wasn't so brain washed that she didn't realize that someone outside
might think her crazy for not wanting to escape.  However, what they didn't
realize was that her current situation and treatment was exactly what she
always envisioned S&M would be like.  Well, maybe not exactly.  Her
master's version of it involved way more pain and humiliation.  She also
never envisioned having to suck a dog off let alone have it fuck her ass.
She also never wanted to drink piss or eat dog food.  These and many other
things never existed in her masturbation fantasies, but this wasn't a
fantasy, it was life.  And in life we adjust.

   Would she prefer her old fantasy over this?  Of course.  But it wasn't
all that bad, was it?  Her master's training had gotten pretty bad there
for a bit but now it had settled down.  She could tell he was still pushing
her limits, but those pushes were much gentler now.

   Scott was very proud of his slave and equally proud of himself for how
well he had trained her so far.  By the third week he could tell Tina had
finally broken.  Well, broken to his tastes anyway.  She had appeared to
have been broken in a lot before he even acquired her.  But now she was
perfect.  So, he put her back on a normal sleep and food schedule and
stopped pushing her as hard.  The last thing he wanted to do was break her
too much.  She wouldn't be any fun if she enjoyed herself too much.  What
good was a slave that didn't still get humiliated or embarrassed?

   Everything was going perfect until the middle of week 6.  That is when
he got the note on his front door.  Scott's blood ran cold as he read the
note.  Someone knew he had Tina captive.  And, they wanted her.

   It was Tina's old master.  Apparently, her old master had set a trap not
just for Tina but for Scott as well.  Her old master not only knew he had
taken Tina but claimed he even had video footage of it.  While there was no
video footage provided, a picture was printed out on the note itself.  It
showed Scott helping Tina into his car.  This photo alone was all the
evidence the cops would need to put him away.  Or at least build a damn
good case against him.

   While it was clear Tina and he had been trapped, Scott could only guess
what the purpose behind the trap was.  Tina's old master wasn't asking for
money.  Not yet anyway.  He wasn't asking for anything other than Tina.

   Scott was a tough and mean individual, but even he couldn't help but
shed a tear at the thought of giving up his precious Tina.  While most of
his feelings were selfish ones, Scott also feared for Tina's well being. 
Her old master had set her up to be abducted by a random stranger.  He
clearly was way more dangerous than Scott was.  Scott couldn't imagine how
horrible this master might treat Tina.

   The note read like her old master was a reasonable person.  Heck, it
even stated he would return Tina every year or so for additional training.
But there was no guarantees any of this was true.  For all he knew, her old
master planned to just use her for a few weeks then slit her throat.

   In the end, however, Scott's self preservation won out.  He really liked
having Tina but he liked his life even more.  Had he ignored the note and
kept Tina then the cops would probably show up at his door in a matter of a
day or two.  Tina was at the point he could travel with her.  He could
withdraw a ton of money and go on the run.  But he knew he would eventually
get caught.  In both of those scenarios Tina would have ended up being
safe, but he would have ended up not only loosing his freedom but probably
being some big guy's bitch in prison.

   The note only gave Scott 2 hours to make his decision and deliver Tina
to a specific spot down town.  With such a short time element, the person
that delivered it must have been watching him pick up the note from the
door.  However, when Scott looked back outside he didn't notice anything
out of the ordinary.

   Regardless, he had no choice but to quickly make his decision and start
getting Tina ready.  He could tell Tina was very confused and even
frightened as he quickly dressed her and had her brush her hair as best as
she could.  Removing the nipple ring would have required too much time so
he just left it on her.  You could see the imprint of the ring through her
shirt but he doubted anyone would really notice since the location given
was normally a very crowded place.

   Scott had thought a lot about his new slave over the past 6 weeks. 
However, he had never once thought about how he would ever say goodbye to
her.  As they drove down the highway toward town he thought about
continuing his role as the mean master.  He even thought about maybe making
her suck his dick while they drove.  However, he just didn't have the
strength to be so cruel.  He was possibly driving her to her execution
after all.  Instead, he took one of his hands off the steering wheel and
reached over and held hers.

   He held her hand until they got off the highway and he was forced to
start making more turns.  The location given was a large mall.  The
instructions were pretty simple, he was to drop her off in front of the
mall and instruct Tina to wait there.  He was then to drive away.  Scott
knew he would be watched so he did as instructed.  Before letting her out
of the car though he leaned over and gave Tina a passionate kiss.

   "You were a very good girl," he said before hitting the remote switch
that unlocked her door.

   Scott wanted to tell her he would miss her.  He even wanted to tell her
he loved her with all his heart.  As he drove away he wished he had said
these things.  The only thing that kept him from stopping and going back to
tell her this was that he already knew that she was aware of these things.
And, he was pretty sure she felt the same about him.

   He drove around to the other side of the huge complex and then got out
of his car and ran as fast as he could through the mall.  His hope was to
see who picked her up.  With a license plate number he might be able to
track them down and get his Tina back.  But when he looked out the glass
mall door he found Tina was already gone.

   Little did he know, but Tina had been picked up less than a minute
before.  She had started crying when she seen Scott drive away.  She was
sad but also scared.  She had an idea of what had happened but didn't know
for sure.  However, a few seconds later the large vehicle stopped in front
of her and the door opened.

   When the vehicle's door opened and she seen her old master she smiled
with joy and ran into his arms.  He had come to her rescue after all.

   "Welcome home Linda," Robert said as he helped her inside and then
closed the RV door.

   (Writer's note: You didn't actually think I wouldn't put Robert in the
story did you?  If you don't know who Linda and Robert are then shame on
you for not reading my prior stories. 
/~devilsadvocate/ )

   18.  (Approximately 6 weeks earlier)

   "How about him?" Robert asked when he seen the large well-dressed man
exit the S&M club.  "Was he one of the ones that trained you?"

   "Yes," Julie whispered as she blushed.  "His name is Snake.  He's rich
but he's also a bit rough.  He whipped me a lot and even made me do things
with...  with his dog."

   Robert smiled when he heard this.

   "He won't kill her will he?"

   The guy sounded perfect for their needs but he just wanted to confirm
with Julie that he wasn't too horrible.  Julie confirmed he wasn't the
killing type.  However, Robert followed this up with many other questions.
He was still asking questions when the guy got back out of his car a few
minutes later and went back up to his sister, Linda.

   Unlike the prior 3 people they looked at, this Snake guy seemed like a
perfect candidate.  He put his finger on the RV's hazard blinker control
but when Linda looked their direction he didn't turn them on.  Turning them
on meant she wasn't to leave with the guy under any circumstance.  The lack
of the blinking lights of course meant the opposite.

   "How much money do you plan to ask for?" Julie asked as they followed
Snake and Linda down the highway.

   "Just sit there and shut up!" Robert told her.

   Robert had run across Julie a bit by accident.  After arriving in
California, Robert had searched the area until he found a nice professional
looking building that was currently undergoing renovations.  He then placed
an ad in a local tabloid looking for porn actors for an S&M film.

   Robert was amazed at how fast the calls came in.  He easily weeded most
of them out over the phone.  He ended up only making appointments with 4 of
them.  Julie had been the only girl though.  Robert had actually been
looking for a dominate male that he could enslave.  It was going to be his
biggest challenge to date.  However, when he interviewed Julie over the
phone he just had to meet her in person.

   He gave all 4 of them separate meeting times and provided the address to
the building.  He told them that his company was doing some renovations and
that he was temporarily located in a mobile "office" in the parking lot. 
He of course set up the appointments later in the day when he knew the
construction workers wouldn't be there.

   Robert took the time to have a nice sign created and put it above the
door of the RV to make it look a little more professional.  He even printed
out a few official looking documents.

   During each appointment, he could tell that none of them were that
convinced Robert was actually 18.  They all seemed anxious for the job
though.  He asked them questions and filled out the fake documents, but
Robert had made his decision on each of them the second they arrived for
their appointments.

   Of the 3 guys, only one even remotely looked like what he was after. 
This guy was a little macho, unlike the other two that looked like fucking
sissies.  However, as he interviewed him Robert found out the guy had done
several gay flicks.  To make it worse, the guy had played more submissive
roles than dominate ones.  No, this guy would not do.

   Robert wished he could have scheduled more appointments, but he only had
a small window to work with.  He didn't dare set up any additional
appointments after today.  He was taking a big enough risk as it was that
someone might see him parked there and call the cops.

   Julie's meeting was the final one of the day.  While he left the sign up
for Julie, Robert didn't bother to get out the official looking forms or to
even interview her.  He wasn't really after a girl this time.  However,
from her phone interview it sounded as though she was already fully
trained. Robert was very curious how "fully trained" she actually was.

   Setting up the "meeting" with her wasn't just for fun though.  Sure, if
she was trained well then there would be some fun.  But only one or two
night's worth.  No, the main reason he wanted to meet her was just for
curiosity.  He wondered how she might differ from other trained subs he had
seen and or trained in the past.

   The first test came when she entered the RV.  He tossed a pair of
handcuffs and shackles on the floor in front of her and told her to put
them on.  She protested of course and even questioned his age.  Robert just
told her to shut up and do it.  And to his amazement, she did.

   He could tell she knew there wasn't going to be a movie.  She even
clearly knew he was under age.  She could have easily ran from the RV and
escaped but Robert didn't care.  He was going to drive off the parking lot
in a few minutes anyway.  And if her training was so poor that she actually
ran away then he didn't want to have anything to do with her.

   Julie didn't run though.  Robert could tell she wanted too, but her
prior training obviously prevented it.

   Robert spent the next 20 hours performing further tests on her to see
exactly what her limits were.  While it was clear that some of the things
he did to her were new for her, she still didn't hesitate to do them.  She
blushed and cried, but she did them.  She didn't even protest that much
when Robert had Linda (or Tina as she was currently going by) come out of
her hiding place.  Nor did she protest that much when he made the two play
with each other.

   In the end, Robert was extremely impressed with Julie's training. 
Whoever trained her had done a better job than Robert's father had even
done with his uncle.  He was shocked, however, when he found out that Julie
had not had just one trainer but a series of them.  All of them via an S&M
club she frequented.

   That is what led them to where they were now...  following this very
expensive looking car as it entered an even more expensive looking
neighborhood.  This guy wasn't just rich, he was stinking rich.

   "Why are we parking way back here?" Julie asked with concern.  "We need
to go to his door before he gets her into his dungeon."

   Robert gave Julie a hard slap across the face.  She was very well
trained but she seemed to be a little too overprotective of Linda.  The
bitch had even tried to fight him off the first time she seen him stick his
huge dick up his sister's asshole.  It was a feeble attempt on her part but
it was still unacceptable for a slave...  especially one as well trained as
her.

   This slap was all that it took to shut her up.  He had told both her and
Linda that the goal was to have the guy abduct Linda, and maybe do a couple
things to her in the car.  Robert would then approach the guy at his house
and not only make him give Linda back but also demand a nice sum of cash
for the video footage they were acquiring via a hidden camera located in
the lining of Linda's purse.

   While this is what he told them, it wasn't his actual plan.  Though, as
he witnessed this guy's obvious fortune Robert was tempted to follow
through with that plan and just bribe the guy.  But, he knew he could get
something much better than money from this guy.

   The batteries in the purse's hidden camera were only good for 2 hours.
However, it could be switched on and off remotely.  Over half that time was
used that first night in order for Robert to ensure the guy wasn't going to
do anything too insane.  The remaining hour was used up the following day.
It wasn't a lot of footage, but by the time the broadcast signal died away
Robert knew Linda was in good hands.

   Robert wished he could watch more of Snake's training of his sister. 
However, he knew it was best if he didn't.  While Robert was pretty sure
Snake wouldn't kill or disfigure his sister, he also knew the guy would be
doing some cruel and disgusting things to her.  These were things that
Robert had been putting off doing to his sister for months and months. 
Deep down he knew that he had been putting off introducing these things to
her because he simply couldn't do them.  Not himself anyway.  He just loved
her too much as a brother.

   But for her training to progress, they were things that had to be done.
And Snake would do them.

   -- End -

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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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