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Her plumpness is occasionally referenced throughout the rest of my stories, but now it's a running theme, piggy jokes and jiggling all over the place. [b]If you prefer not to imagine fat people in bondage, then you might want to skip this one. Also, if you don't want to read about people being ridiculed for being fat, you should also give it a pass.[/b]\n\n2. Shitty diapers. There have been a lot of shitty diapers in my other stories, and this story is very reminiscent of the first chapter of \"Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement\". [b]There's no poop eating or tasting, but someone does get their face shoved in a dirty diaper. If that's really too gross for you, might want to pass on this one.[/b]\n\n3. Miss Fifi gets totally ruined. The whole story is about Marzipan and Melody getting revenge. It's a mean-spirited story with a lot of bad vibes. [b]If you like Miss Fifi and don't want to read about her getting anally wrecked and humiliated, then you may want to pass.[/b]\n\nAll that said, this is NOT A CONTINUATION of the \"Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement.\" It's an alternate story line that's built on the events from the previously mentioned series of stories. Fifi isn't going to be bitch of the house from now on, just for this story (and any other chapters that may come into existence).\n\nBACKGROUND INFO:\nIf you haven't read [url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=216422]Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement[/url], then you might be concerned that you wont know what's going on.\nWell fear not, because I manage to explain everything you need to know in the story.\nIt's not a super complicated story, just two paragraphs of exposition and you're good to go.\n\nCHARACTERS:\n[url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/8035666/]Miss Fifi[/url] - She's the one getting the raw deal in this story. She's a pretty mean bitch, but does she deserve all of [i]this[/i]? You decide.\n[url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=197602]Marzipan[/url] - (seen here tormenting another little boy who isn't even in this story) She's the one doing most of the abusing. She's a big mean horsey and she doesn't like the way her niece Melody has been treated by Fifi.\n[url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=250781]Melody[/url] - She's the victim from the previous stories. Now she's a smart-mouth little brat who shows no mercy. How fun!\n\n==========================================\n\n[b]Useful Links:[/b]\n[url=http://www.fetishsexshop.com.au/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/650x650/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/5/1/5115c.jpg]Stockade[/url] (more often referred to as a breeding rack in the story)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Adult Content Ahead! Read Description First!

This Story Includes:
Messy Diapers (Heavy!!!)
Domination (Heavy)
Humiliation (Heavy)
Bondage (Heavy)
Anal Play (Heavy)
Cock-Sucker Training (Heavy)
Blackmail (Medium)

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IMPORTANT INFO HERE:
Just let me explain myself here before you go reading ahead.
This is like an alternate universe to the "Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement" story line.
I wrote it over a year ago, because I wanted to write some mean smut with a revenge theme.
I love revenge themed porn stories where people get their comeuppance.
As a result, Miss Fifi is getting her's in this story.

That said, there are a couple of reasons why you might want to pass on this one.
Just thought I'd give fair warning.

1. There is a lot of fat shaming. For the purposes of this story, she is fat. Her plumpness is occasionally referenced throughout the rest of my stories, but now it's a running theme, piggy jokes and jiggling all over the place. If you prefer not to imagine fat people in bondage, then you might want to skip this one. Also, if you don't want to read about people being ridiculed for being fat, you should also give it a pass.

2. Shitty diapers. There have been a lot of shitty diapers in my other stories, and this story is very reminiscent of the first chapter of "Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement". There's no poop eating or tasting, but someone does get their face shoved in a dirty diaper. If that's really too gross for you, might want to pass on this one.

3. Miss Fifi gets totally ruined. The whole story is about Marzipan and Melody getting revenge. It's a mean-spirited story with a lot of bad vibes. If you like Miss Fifi and don't want to read about her getting anally wrecked and humiliated, then you may want to pass.

All that said, this is NOT A CONTINUATION of the "Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement." It's an alternate story line that's built on the events from the previously mentioned series of stories. Fifi isn't going to be bitch of the house from now on, just for this story (and any other chapters that may come into existence).

BACKGROUND INFO:
If you haven't read Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement, then you might be concerned that you wont know what's going on.
Well fear not, because I manage to explain everything you need to know in the story.
It's not a super complicated story, just two paragraphs of exposition and you're good to go.

CHARACTERS:
Miss Fifi - She's the one getting the raw deal in this story. She's a pretty mean bitch, but does she deserve all of this? You decide.
Marzipan - (seen here tormenting another little boy who isn't even in this story) She's the one doing most of the abusing. She's a big mean horsey and she doesn't like the way her niece Melody has been treated by Fifi.
Melody - She's the victim from the previous stories. Now she's a smart-mouth little brat who shows no mercy. How fun!

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Stockade (more often referred to as a breeding rack in the story)", "writing": "[i]The following is a work of fiction that includes bondage, humiliation, domination, non-consensual sex, and a diaper full of urine and feces. Unless that lists sounds appealing to you, I suggest you stop reading now. Continue at your own risk.[/i]\n\n[b]Chapter 1[/b]\n\n\"Hmm, what should her new name be?\" asked Marzipan with a smirk. \"I can think of a few good slave names for a big fat bitch like this, but I want to hear your ideas.\"\n\n\t\"Uh, I don't know...\" replied Melody shyly. Sure, the teenage mare could think of dozens of derogatory nick-names for the humiliated, over weight, basset hound that stood bound and gagged in front of her. Though, she didn’t know much of anything about naming sex slaves. \n\n\t\"Come on. Remember all the horrible things she did to you? Remember how she humiliated you? Now it's time to give her a taste of her own medicine. No need to hold back.\"\n\n\tOf course, Melody remembered all the naughty games she and Fifi played. Though, she never had the guts to admit to her aunt how much she enjoyed most of them. In fact, she'd been the one to ask for diapers and a bit of bondage in the first place. Though, the more Melody thought about it, the more she realized just how much Fifi had taken advantage of her. Just because the bitch was sorry now didn’t mean she should be absolved of guilt, not by a long shot. Melody managed to pass all of the blame onto Fifi once her aunt discovered the details of their sordid relationship. She did feel a bit guilty, having thrown her former dommy mommy under the proverbial bus, but that could easily be ignored if it meant Melody's shameful secrets were kept concealed. After a bit of reflection, it didn’t take long for the young Clydesdale to convince herself that Fifi actually did deserve what was coming to her.\n\nBesides, it’s not as though Fifi ever showed her young baby slaves any mercy, quite the opposite in fact. The wicked hound had thoroughly terrorized Melody ever since she found out about her little diaper fetish, using her unwavering fear of public exposure to blackmail her into all sorts of degrading acts of debauchery. Looking back, it was more and more obvious that Fifi had enslaved Melody, not for Melody’s pleasure, but for her own enjoyment. Well, it was time for her to experience the same horrible treatment, and Melody was ready to help teach her a lesson.\n\n\tShe surveyed the mortified basset hound's nearly nude body at her leisure, slowly looking over each and every inch of her bare flesh as the newly-humbled bitch was forced to stand there and endure the humiliation. It was strange seeing the once-so-proud domme being forced to display her body like a piece of livestock, but that didn’t stop her former ward from shamelessly staring at her naked rolls of fat and the pathetic diaper that had been taped around her crotch. She was certainly a sad sight with that saggy, old diaper hanging off her wide thighs, the heft of several wettings weighing down the heavily-yellowed padding between her legs.\n\n\t'Don’t fucking look at me,' thought Fifi as she suckled submissively on the cock-shaped gag that had been firmly strapped into her mouth. She couldn’t believe that the same little filly that had been begging for a diaper change just a few days ago was now inspecting her like a used car. The nervous bitch was now squirming under Melody’s unrelenting gaze, seeing how the younger women snickered and sneered at her in this vulnerable state. She knew she looked ridiculous, but wasn’t accustomed to being laughed at and humiliated like this.\n\nTo make matters worse, Marzipan had buckled her into a bondage harness that must have been five sizes too small, causing pockets of her flab to protrude between the tight straps that cut deep into her soft, chubby body. She looked like twenty pounds of shit shoved in a ten pound sack and it was all out there in the open for everyone to see. Her hand mitts had been even been buckled to her harness with her wrists hiked up painfully behind her back to make sure she couldn’t cover herself with her hands. Her new mistress wanted everyone to see those fat tits swinging every time the poor bitch felt the kiss of the leather strap. It was, of course, Fifi’s big, pendulous breasts that caught Melody’s attention, and she quickly settled on a new pet name that the old dog would always be ashamed to answer to.\n\n\t\"I say we name her Fatso,\" said Melody, giving a very self-satisfied smirk as she saw Fifi glare angrily at her and growl softly into her cock-sucker training gag.\n\n\t\"Hey, pipe down Fatso,\" said Marzipan with a chuckle as she pulled on the leather straps on either side of Fifi's muzzle harness, driving the thick rubber dog dick another inch deeper into the bitch’s hungry throat as she tightened both straps by just one notch. \"No one wants to hear the opinion of a fat old cum dump, sweety. Just stand here quietly, and concentrate on sucking that nice pretty dildo. The sooner you lose that gag reflex the better.\"\n\n\tFifi's growls were replaced with whimpers as she struggled not to choke on the tip of the rubber dong that tickled the back of her tongue. She looked up at Marz with pleading eyes, just wanting a chance to explain her side of the story. However, there was no point in trying anymore; she’d learned that Marzipan would shove the gag in even deeper each time she made a noise. Totally helpless, there was nothing she could do but stand there and cry quietly, listening in while the two towering Clydesdales discussed some of the sickening things that they might do with her in the coming weeks.\n\n\tThough she had tried to maintain defiant, Fifi couldn’t help but tremble and whimper fearfully as she listened to the laundry list of abuses Marzipan apparently had planned for her. More fiber and laxatives to keep her bowels churning, daily enemas, there was even talk of gradually stretching her out with giant butt plugs until she was totally diaper dependent. The pair’s excitement grew as they continued to plot and scheme, coming up with even more terrible punishments for their new plaything. Teasing laugher rang in Fifi’s ears as they discussed public exhibitions, corporal punishment, and even ways to keep her pussy permanently chaste. Worst of all, the heated conversation spawned jokes about how Fifi’s tongue should be “the only toilet paper we need from now on” which made Fifi very nervous.\n\n“No more, please,” thought Fifi as she hung her head in shame, watching her tears roll off the end of her snotty nose as she moaned and bellyached. She'd already been totally disgraced, and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Ever since yesterday, when Marzipan walked in on her plowing niece up the ass with a strap on, Fifi had been treated worse than dirt. With Marzipan’s immense size advantage, she was easily able to subdue the out-of-shape hound, locking her into restraints before revealing a stack of diapers. Even though the bitch struggled like a disobedient child, Marzipan eventually got Fifi taped into a thick disposable, humiliating her with vicious insults once she’d been properly “put into place.” That being said, there was nothing babyish about what went on for the rest of the night. Fifi was teased, tortured, and trained, nearly until dawn. Her pussy was just about the only hole that had been spared the wrath of Marzi’s toy collection and by the time the big brute of a mare was finished, Fifi was nothing more than a blubbering puddle of tears. The evil equine even went so far as to cut all of the pretty hair off Fifi's head, leaving her with just a patch of blonde on top. Though, what little hair she was allowed to keep was pulled up into a sad little pony tail on the top of her head and tied with a bow. She looked like a stupid lapdog with a goofy haircut, which was, of course, just how the new queen of the household wanted it. It was clear now that Marzipan was hell-bent on destroying her former partner; the betrayal had been too much to forgive, and from the sound of her and Melody’s conversation, it was time to pay.\n\n Unfortunately, besides having a severe distaste for the topic of conversation at hand, Fifi felt trouble brewing inside. Her stomach wasn't in the mood to quietly wait for Marz and Melody to finish their conversation. After sucking down two big bowlfuls of special formula oatmeal for breakfast, Fifi was way overdue to make a fresh stinky load. She'd been trying to hold it in while she was being inspected by her two tormentors, but there was no way to hold back any longer. A desperate, pained grunt escaped through the penis gag as an incredibly long turd rocketed out of Fifi's battered and abused crap-hole and coiled into the seat of her already droopy, piss-soaked diaper. As the rank odor hit her nose, she looked up at Marzipan in total embarrassment, waiting for the mare to take notice.\n\n\tSure enough, Marz stopped in mid-sentence, flared her nostrils, and looked down at the pathetic hound with a smug grin on her face. \"Smells like big fat Fifi made a big fat mess in her sissy-panties. Oh, I'm sorry, that's not your name anymore, is it Fatso?\" laughed Marz, grabbing the stinky diapered pup by the nipples and literally lifting her heavy drooping tits.\n\n\tThe pain mixed with humiliation was enough to drive Fifi to tears once again. Though, that still wasn’t enough to satisfy Marzipan, the monster she was. Tightening her grip on Fifi's tender little nips, she gave a sharp twist and began ruthlessly swinging the hounds breasts to and fro, causing Fifi to holler and bawl into the cock-shaped plug that had been cruelly forced down her throat. The torture continued as tears and drool dripped from her muzzle, and Fifi was helpless to stop it with her arms locked behind her back. Not that she had any hope of overpowering Marzipan either way, struggling against the big mare would only earn her another \"spanking\" and her rump was still glowing red from the last round with the belt just an hour ago. It had only been a day and already Fifi had learned that it was best to take the abuse like a submissive bitch and get it over with. Though, this time Marzipan wouldn't let go, and soon the pain was so intense that Fifi couldn't resist taking a clumsy step backward and turning her body away, freeing her breasts from the grasp of the aggressive horse.\n\n\t\"Oh, how dare you try to run from me!\" bellowed Marzipan, quickly reaching out and grabbing Fifi by the little patch of blonde hair she had left, pulling the poor sobbing bitch close to her. \n\n\tFifi was trembling in fear, helpless with her hands behind her back, as she waited to find out the consequences for her minor infraction. Half expecting a violent slap to the face, Fifi was somewhat relieved when she felt Marzipan start groping her messy backside instead.\n\n\t\"Y'know Fatso, I think I would have named you 'Stinky' since you can't resist shitting your pants like a big fat baby,\" said Marzipan as she squeezed and squished the contents of Fifi's diapers, smearing the thick muddy shit all over her rear-end and working it into the front of her slave's diaper before giving the groaning bitch a sharp swat on her rump. Though, the humiliation didn't end there. With Fifi's little patch of hair still in her grasp, Marz reached down, stuck a finger in Fifi's waistband and peeked down the back of her diaper, visually inspecting the mess smeared across her wide caboose and teasing her in her best mommy voice, \"Oh my! You made such a big poopy, dear. Maybe if you didn't pig out on oatmeal you wouldn't have such a heavy load in your Huggies right now, hmm?\"\n\n\tFifi didn't say anything, but she was nearly ready to burst from frustration. She didn't want any of that goddamn oatmeal in the first place, but she had no choice in the matter. Marz had tied her down in the highchair this morning and plopped a giant bowl of oatmeal in front of her. When she wouldn't eat willingly, Marz shoved her face down into the thick glop, forcing her to start gulping down mouthfuls before she'd be allowed back up for air. The first bowl took nearly thirty minutes and Fifi was a damn mess by the time it was all over. Regardless, she still had to take the blame for the warm mountain of poopy in her diapers, and there was nothing she could do about it.\n\n\t\"What should we do with this?\" asked Marzipan as she rubbed the bulging back of Fifi's diaper. \"Maybe I should shove your face in it? I bet that would teach you a lesson, you big baby.\"\n\n\t\"Nnmgh Mmmmmm,\" whimpered Fifi, shaking her head as she spouted gibberish. She prayed that it was just a bluff, but she knew that Marz would do it without a second thought. With her hands behind her back she had no way to defend herself, she could only cry and beg like helpless child as the burly dyke painted her diapered butt with shit.\n\n\t“Uh huh, you hear that Melody? I think this little piggy is hungry for a mud pie. What do you think; the highchair?”\n\n\t“Hmm, how about the breeding rack instead?” answered Melody.\n\n\t“Sounds great, I think it’s time to get her confession on tape.”\n\n\t“Oh, god no…” thought Fifi, shaking her head in disbelief as Marzipan dragged her over to the corner of the room by the lowly tuft of hair on her head.\n\n\t“Welcome home,” sneered Marzipan as she forced Fifi’s head downward, making her look at the terrible implement of torture in front of her. Pointing her big finger insistently toward the floor, she issued her final order, “Get down, now!”\n\n\tFifi dropped to her knees, despite the fact she knew what was coming. There was no way out, and she knew it. Either she did what she was told, or she’d be beaten into submission and then locked into the rack anyway. What was the point of resisting?\n\n\t“Good girl, Fatso,” laughed Marz as grabbed the sniveling bitch by the back of the neck and guided her throat to the thick, sturdy posture collar mounted on the front of the breeding rack and began strapping her in. Once Fifi's neck was secure, she was trapped down on her knees with her butt up in the air. One at a time, her ankles were strapped to the rack, forcing her legs apart. A moment later, her wrists were freed, but only so that they could be cuffed to the front of the rack, leaving her bound like a dog waiting to take a thick knot. Though, as bad as things were looking, they would surely get worse.\n\n\t“Damn Fatso, you look ridiculous. That diaper is barely hanging on as it is, but if you're holding any more pig-chow in that fat ass of yours, you better unload it now. You won’t get another chance for a long while.”\n\n\t“Plegf Nuehg,” groaned Fifi, nearly chocking on the seven inches of rubber dog cock lodged in her throat, continuing to plead for mercy as the mighty mare took position behind her. If only she could explain her side of the story, but no one would listen. \n\n\t“That’s quite enough,” said Marz. She reached down and whacked the helpless bitch on her squishy, padded rump before turning her attention back to her cock-sucker training gag. “Let's add another inch or two for good measure. You need to learn that no one cares what you have to say.”\n\n\t“Aaagh,” choked Fifi as the dildo in her muzzle was driven in another two inches, leaving her in a constant state of nearly gagging. Though, to be fair, it did shut her up.\n\n\t“Now, what to do with this?” asked Marzipan, using her hoof to nudge the hefty load that weighed down Fifi’s diapers.\n\n\tNo longer feeling shy, Melody chimed in with her own opinion, “I think you should shove her nose in it, just like she did to Marcus and me. If she can dish it, she can take it, right?”\n\n\tThat was what Fifi expected, but she still started bawling anyway when she felt Marz tug on the back of her diaper, pulling until the tapes let go.\n\n\tThe sadistic mare removed the diaper and carefully carried it over to where Fifi’s head was locked to the breeding rack, teasing the helpless bitch on the way. “Yuck, Fatso, you really made a mess of this diaper. Hope you like getting messy, you filthy little pig you.”\n\n\tFifi felt the last of what little dignity she had left slip away when her soiled diaper was laid spread-open under her nose. There was only about twelve short inches between the tip of her muzzle and the heaping pile of dog shit spread out in front of her and the stink nearly made her pass out. Though, she didn’t have any choice but to inhale all the noxious vapors up into her nose. Her mouth was too full to get a breath with the dildo permanently fucking her throat. She clamped her eyelids shut tightly, trying to ignore the filthy brown mass in front of her, but Marzipan didn’t like that either.\n\n\t“I don’t think so, bitch. I want you to look at that diaper in front of you, and I want to remember how you filled it just a minute ago. You’re going to have to learn your place sooner or later, and I’m getting impatient. Keep your eyes open and breathe deep, Fatso. Don’t forget, you’re nothing but a worthless pig now, a brainless plaything for us to enjoy before we sell you off into a life of slavery as a smelly, unwashed whore.”\n\n\tQuivering with fear and anguish, Fifi opened up her eyes and surveyed the muddy slop. For some reason, she couldn’t help but think about how far she’d fallen. She used to be giving the orders, and now she was sniffing her own soiled undergarments for the amusement of two very twisted mistresses. However, she knew she was about to fall even further as she felt Marz’s heavy hand come to a rest on the back of her head. There was a loud metallic click of a metal pin as the mare adjusted the neck support on the rack.\n\n\tFifi whimpered as her head began to ease closer and closer to the diaper below. She squealed and tried to turn her head away but it was no use, the painfully tight posture collar kept her staring downward, almost totally unable to move her head as her sensitive nose crept closer to the reeking heap of shit. However, right before her nose was buried, she heard the pin click back into place, and once again, her neck was held secure. Now, she was so close to the diaper that she could feel the warmth against her nose and she shut right up, realizing full well that the rack could be adjusted further if necessary.\n\n\t“Is that close enough for ya? Tell you what? You answer every one of my questions truthfully and maybe I won't have to make you eat it. That sound fair?” asked Marz. The tone in her voice was dreadfully serious as she slipped on a pair of rubber gloves. Then, she knelt down next to the immobilized Fifi and started making adjustments to the back of the breeding rack, taunting the pitiful bitch as she worked. “What a shame, you had such a pretty little cunt. Too bad it’s going to be smothered in dog shit from now on, hardly fit for use at all. I guess you will just have to settle for the backdoor from now on then.”\n\n\tAs the sound of metal on metal reached Fifi’s ears, she began to feel uneasy, quite certain she knew what was coming even if she couldn’t turn her head to see behind her. This rack had an extra attachment in the back, a steel arm that could hold any sized dildo deep in a slave’s ass for as long as need be. She was familiar with it, of course, having used it on many occasions to break rebellious boys and girls with ease. The only question was what kind of dildo would she get? Unfortunately for Fifi, she wouldn’t find out just yet. \n\n\tMarz wanted to keep the bitch guessing. It may have been shaped like a plain old dog dick, but it was long and damn thick. The knot was the size of a baseball, and the mare smiled malevolently as she attached the heavy rubber dong to the fucking pole.\n\n\tOnce the pole had been mounted to the back of the rack, she directed the thick cock straight at Fifi’s shit-caked tail hole. Though, before she got started, she added some words of warning. “Now you better keep still, or I’m going to shove the whole thing in with one push.”\n\n\tJust feeling the soft tip of the mysterious dildo against her clenched anus was enough to get Fifi wailing again, this time louder than before. She wasn’t an anal virgin by any means, but she hadn’t cared for it the few times she elected to try it willingly. Last night was no exception either, Marzipan had taken the strapon to her shitter ruthlessly, but this would be a different kind of hell. She could only imagine how long she’d be stuck in the rack like this.\n\nMarzipan forced the first few inches into the bitch’s dirty tail-pipe. A moment later, another three inches of simulated canine cock slammed into her ass causing her to bite down on her penis-shaped gag as she choked out pathetic sobs. Soon she saw tears running down her muzzle, raining from the tip of her nose into the mess below.\n\n“That’s a good starting point, I think. You’ve only got half now though, so unless you want the rest you better be an obedient little piggy. I know you can’t see it, but Melody has a camcorder pointed at you. We're going to make a cute little home movie, just like you did for her. Except, in your video, you’re going to fess up to all the dastardly things you did. If you don’t tell me what I want to hear, things are going to get a lot worse for you, my dear Fatso. Shall we begin?”\n\n“Rolling!” cheered Melody as she hit the record button and got a good clear shot of Fifi’s filth splattered butt cheeks. The shiny red cock mounted to the rack was so thick that it spread Fifi’s fat butt-cheeks wide open. It was obvious that her tight anus was stretched painfully around its meaty girth the way she had her toes curled.\n\nMoving on, Melody got shots of the older woman’s wide love handles, flabby sides, and low hanging tits. The bitch looked like an absolute wreck strapped to the harsh breeding rack. Of course, the rack wasn’t designed for comfort. Fifi could only groan as she squirmed about, trying to find a more comfortable position in which to spend the next few hours, but it was no use.\n\nAs if she didn't look pathetic enough already, Fifi sank another step further as she tried pleading to Melody for help. Unfortunately, the only help Melody was willing to give was a humiliating close-up shot of Fifi with her nose hanging over an unforgivably messy diaper. The camera recording each tear as it rolled off the bitch's nose while she bawled, frustrated that she couldn't even speak without choking on the long penis gag.\n\n“Auntie Marz, Fatso is trying to talk again!” said Melody, grinning playfully down at Fifi as she tattled.\n\n“Then what are you waiting for, correct the dumb animal,” replied Marzipan coldly.\n\n“Oh, I think I know where a fat piggy like you belongs,” said Melody as she knelt down in front of Fifi and rubbed her ex-mistress' nearly bald head. “You should be playing in mud like the happy porker you are.”\n\nWith an evil smirk, Melody pushed Fifi's head down, forcing the end of the disgraced domme’s muzzle into the open diaper below. The sadistic young mare even hummed a happy little tune to drown out Fifi’s screams and squeal as the helpless bitch struggled to get a breath of air in the sea of revolting mush. It took a whole minute of cruel degradation before Melody let her back up for air.\n\n “Okay, that’s enough fun for now. It’s time for your trial now, Fatso,” announced Marzipan, as she stood behind Fifi with easy access to adjust the fucking rod if it became necessary. “First question; how did that taste?”\n\nFifi couldn’t even speak. She only whimpered hopelessly into her gag as her handlers chuckled to each other. To be honest, the gag had kept most of that out of her mouth, luckily. Though, she didn’t want them to know that, lest the wheels in their head should start turning. So she played it up by tugging against her restrained and wiggling her mitted paws.\n\n\t“That’s enough, stop all that jiggling, you're making me sick,\" said Marzipan scornfully before continuing with her questions. \"Fatso, did you blackmail my innocent, pure niece over here into being your depraved sex slave?”\n\n\tFifi didn't move or make a sound, she wouldn’t admit to anything without telling her side of the story. However when she finally tried to speak up again, she found herself gurgling out non-distinct gibberish as drool ran off her shit-covered lower lip.\n\n\t“That's the wrong answer, pig. You're going to admit your crimes right now so the whole world knows what a low-down belly-dragging snake you are,” bellowed Marzipan as she adjusted the fucking rod. This resulted in another three inches of the huge dog cock being shoved into Fifi's ass, stretching her even further. It went in right up to the base of the knot, causing the poor bitch to yelp out in pain.\n\n\t“Shut up and answer the question,\" commanded Marzipan, responding to the annoying blubbering sounds coming from her slave. \"Did you blackmail my pure, innocent niece over here into being your depraved sex slave, yes or no?”\n\n\tImmediately understanding the rules to this little interview game, Fifi sobbed into her shitty diaper and pleaded guilty like a good bitch. Uttering a distorted “yes” into her gag and nodding her head as much as the strict posture collar around her neck would allow. She knew this video might very well do her in, but she didn’t have a choice. One more wrong answer and she might have more than she could handle up her ass all night, and they would still expect her to finish the interview in the morning. There would be no mercy, no breaks, and no meals. Well, at least Fifi hoped there wouldn’t be a “meal” for her while she stayed locked in this infernal breeding rack considering what would most likely appear on the menu.\n\n\t“Good pig. Now tell me, did you torture my sweet young niece with spankings and enemas?”\n\n\tAgain, Fifi new she had no choice but to gurgle out another “yes” and keep nodding her head.\n\n\t“Aw, not much fight left in you, eh? Well, good for you. One question left. Did you punish my precious niece by raping her up the ass with a strapon?”\n\n\tFifi closed her eyes as she delivered her final admission of guilt and waited to find out what torment would await her next. \n\n\tMarzipan was grinning once again, quite pleased that Fifi gave her what she wanted with so little resistance. That just meant the bitch was already becoming docile and submissive. Though, that didn’t mean it was time to show any mercy, of course not. Instead, the large mare snorted with laughter thinking about what was to come next, and began verbally thrashing her victim again. “Doesn’t it feel better to come clean and get it all out there, Fatso? Now that you’ve admitted that you’re a sick, blackmailing, rapist, we can start deciding what’s to be done with you. Melody, be sure to keep filming this.”\n\n\tMelody nodded, keeping the camera aimed directly at Fifi’s disgraceful nudity. She watched as her Aunt made another adjustment to the fucking rod, this time ramming the rest of the stiff, rubber dog dick up the bitch's poop-chute. Best of all were Fifi’s undignified pig-like grunts as she was forced to take the huge, fist-sized knot. The defenseless bitch was blubbering even before Marz had the fucking rod locked into place, and it didn’t stop anytime soon. Poor Fifi's tight little asshole had been stretched to its limits and no amount of pushing or squirming would make the oversized dong budge. She sobbed and hollered so violently for the first minute that her whole body jiggled and her heavy, sagging tits swung to and fro.\n\n\t“Ugh, what a pig,\" said Marz, looking away from Fifi in disgust as she turned toward Melody. \"You’re getting a good shot of those fat rolls, right? I want them boys to know what they are getting for their money.”\n\n\t“Of course, I love how silly she looks in that sad little harness,” laughed Melody. She got close-ups of every inch of Fifi’s naked body, spouting various insults such as “thunder thighs” and “lard butt” as she did a lap around the quivering bitch. Soon, these insults began to hurt Fifi nearly as much as the huge cock up her ass, causing her unrelenting crying and moaning to increased in volume.\n\n\t“That’s enough, pig. No more grunting for you,” said Marzipan. With a hateful smirk, she pulled the pin on Fifi’s neck support and slid the helpless slave’s head down into the thick, muddy river-bed of putrid feces below.\n\n\tFifi found herself nearly drowning in her shitty diaper yet again. She struggled against her binding as ferociously as she could, praying to get a sip of fresh air through her nose. The rack shook and rattled against the hard floor, but no matter how hard Fifi tried to yank her wrists and ankles through the thick leather cuffs, she never got any closer to freedom. With her nose buried in a mound of dung, her only option was struggling to breath through her fully-stuffed mouth. With the utmost concentration, she managed to gasp for breath with the cock-sucker training harness blocking most of her airway.\n\n\tFifi whimpered and cried to herself as she unwillingly wore her soiled diaper like a mask of shame. The abuse had frightened her into compliance, but the insults and hatred had started to crush her self esteem. A few more hours of this, and she'd be nearly completely broken.\n\n\tHowever, the worst was still yet to come, and it came right from Marzipan’s mouth. “You look so ridiculous with those shit stains on your face, Fatso. I hope you get accustomed to this kind of treatment, because it’s only going to get worse from here. I think I’ve decided on a proper punishment for all the crimes you just admitted to.”\n\n\t'Oh god,' thought Fifi, realizing that this was still just the interrogation. She cringed as she waited for the rest of her sentence to be announced.\n\n\t“I’m going to sell you off to a nice man, who will own your worthless mind and your hideous body for the rest of your life. A wonderful man, who will only feed you after you gobble down mouthfuls of cum and moan like a whore while you take his slimy cock up your shitter. Preferably, a very cruel master who will make your life hell until the day you die.”\n\n\t'Anything but that,' thought Fifi as another wave of tears fell from her eyes. She already despised most men, and the absolute last thing she ever wanted was to be owned by one. Naturally, her former partner and lover Marzipan knew this well. She knew she was sentencing Fifi to her own personal nightmare. Still, the vindictive mare had plenty vengeance left over to help with training.\n\n\t“Now, normally, I’d spend the next several months putting you through a starvation diet and grueling manual labor to help you shed all those extra pounds of flab. However, I don’t have the patience for that, nor do I want to help you lose a single pound. I’d prefer you stay a fat bitch. I’m can even market you as the perfect piggy anal fuck slave. A worthless slut that will eat anything she’s given with a smile and take it in the ass as many times as her master and his friends can handle. Of course, you won’t be able to command as high of a price as a thinner, younger woman, but that just means you’ll be easier to sell. Speaking of, Melody and I are going to go post your little confession online right now. If you think this is suffering, then just wait until you start training tomorrow.\"\n\n\tFifi couldn't believe what she was hearing. Marzipan and Melody were hell-bent on destroying her, and there seemed to be no hope of earning their forgiveness. They didn't care what she had to say. She could already hear their hooves clopping toward the door, leaving her with her face shoved down into a shit-filled diaper. Who knew how long they'd leave her like this? They obviously didn't care about her or her aching tail hole. The last thing she heard before the door slammed shut was, \"Sweet dreams, bitch.”\n\n\tThey didn't even bother to turn off the lights on their way out.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The following is a work of fiction that includes bondage, humiliation, domination, non-consensual sex, and a diaper full of urine and feces. Unless that lists sounds appealing to you, I suggest you stop reading now. Continue at your own risk.

Chapter 1

"Hmm, what should her new name be?" asked Marzipan with a smirk. "I can think of a few good slave names for a big fat bitch like this, but I want to hear your ideas."

\t"Uh, I don't know..." replied Melody shyly. Sure, the teenage mare could think of dozens of derogatory nick-names for the humiliated, over weight, basset hound that stood bound and gagged in front of her. Though, she didn’t know much of anything about naming sex slaves.

\t"Come on. Remember all the horrible things she did to you? Remember how she humiliated you? Now it's time to give her a taste of her own medicine. No need to hold back."

\tOf course, Melody remembered all the naughty games she and Fifi played. Though, she never had the guts to admit to her aunt how much she enjoyed most of them. In fact, she'd been the one to ask for diapers and a bit of bondage in the first place. Though, the more Melody thought about it, the more she realized just how much Fifi had taken advantage of her. Just because the bitch was sorry now didn’t mean she should be absolved of guilt, not by a long shot. Melody managed to pass all of the blame onto Fifi once her aunt discovered the details of their sordid relationship. She did feel a bit guilty, having thrown her former dommy mommy under the proverbial bus, but that could easily be ignored if it meant Melody's shameful secrets were kept concealed. After a bit of reflection, it didn’t take long for the young Clydesdale to convince herself that Fifi actually did deserve what was coming to her.

Besides, it’s not as though Fifi ever showed her young baby slaves any mercy, quite the opposite in fact. The wicked hound had thoroughly terrorized Melody ever since she found out about her little diaper fetish, using her unwavering fear of public exposure to blackmail her into all sorts of degrading acts of debauchery. Looking back, it was more and more obvious that Fifi had enslaved Melody, not for Melody’s pleasure, but for her own enjoyment. Well, it was time for her to experience the same horrible treatment, and Melody was ready to help teach her a lesson.

\tShe surveyed the mortified basset hound's nearly nude body at her leisure, slowly looking over each and every inch of her bare flesh as the newly-humbled bitch was forced to stand there and endure the humiliation. It was strange seeing the once-so-proud domme being forced to display her body like a piece of livestock, but that didn’t stop her former ward from shamelessly staring at her naked rolls of fat and the pathetic diaper that had been taped around her crotch. She was certainly a sad sight with that saggy, old diaper hanging off her wide thighs, the heft of several wettings weighing down the heavily-yellowed padding between her legs.

\t'Don’t fucking look at me,' thought Fifi as she suckled submissively on the cock-shaped gag that had been firmly strapped into her mouth. She couldn’t believe that the same little filly that had been begging for a diaper change just a few days ago was now inspecting her like a used car. The nervous bitch was now squirming under Melody’s unrelenting gaze, seeing how the younger women snickered and sneered at her in this vulnerable state. She knew she looked ridiculous, but wasn’t accustomed to being laughed at and humiliated like this.

To make matters worse, Marzipan had buckled her into a bondage harness that must have been five sizes too small, causing pockets of her flab to protrude between the tight straps that cut deep into her soft, chubby body. She looked like twenty pounds of shit shoved in a ten pound sack and it was all out there in the open for everyone to see. Her hand mitts had been even been buckled to her harness with her wrists hiked up painfully behind her back to make sure she couldn’t cover herself with her hands. Her new mistress wanted everyone to see those fat tits swinging every time the poor bitch felt the kiss of the leather strap. It was, of course, Fifi’s big, pendulous breasts that caught Melody’s attention, and she quickly settled on a new pet name that the old dog would always be ashamed to answer to.

\t"I say we name her Fatso," said Melody, giving a very self-satisfied smirk as she saw Fifi glare angrily at her and growl softly into her cock-sucker training gag.

\t"Hey, pipe down Fatso," said Marzipan with a chuckle as she pulled on the leather straps on either side of Fifi's muzzle harness, driving the thick rubber dog dick another inch deeper into the bitch’s hungry throat as she tightened both straps by just one notch. "No one wants to hear the opinion of a fat old cum dump, sweety. Just stand here quietly, and concentrate on sucking that nice pretty dildo. The sooner you lose that gag reflex the better."

\tFifi's growls were replaced with whimpers as she struggled not to choke on the tip of the rubber dong that tickled the back of her tongue. She looked up at Marz with pleading eyes, just wanting a chance to explain her side of the story. However, there was no point in trying anymore; she’d learned that Marzipan would shove the gag in even deeper each time she made a noise. Totally helpless, there was nothing she could do but stand there and cry quietly, listening in while the two towering Clydesdales discussed some of the sickening things that they might do with her in the coming weeks.

\tThough she had tried to maintain defiant, Fifi couldn’t help but tremble and whimper fearfully as she listened to the laundry list of abuses Marzipan apparently had planned for her. More fiber and laxatives to keep her bowels churning, daily enemas, there was even talk of gradually stretching her out with giant butt plugs until she was totally diaper dependent. The pair’s excitement grew as they continued to plot and scheme, coming up with even more terrible punishments for their new plaything. Teasing laugher rang in Fifi’s ears as they discussed public exhibitions, corporal punishment, and even ways to keep her pussy permanently chaste. Worst of all, the heated conversation spawned jokes about how Fifi’s tongue should be “the only toilet paper we need from now on” which made Fifi very nervous.

“No more, please,” thought Fifi as she hung her head in shame, watching her tears roll off the end of her snotty nose as she moaned and bellyached. She'd already been totally disgraced, and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Ever since yesterday, when Marzipan walked in on her plowing niece up the ass with a strap on, Fifi had been treated worse than dirt. With Marzipan’s immense size advantage, she was easily able to subdue the out-of-shape hound, locking her into restraints before revealing a stack of diapers. Even though the bitch struggled like a disobedient child, Marzipan eventually got Fifi taped into a thick disposable, humiliating her with vicious insults once she’d been properly “put into place.” That being said, there was nothing babyish about what went on for the rest of the night. Fifi was teased, tortured, and trained, nearly until dawn. Her pussy was just about the only hole that had been spared the wrath of Marzi’s toy collection and by the time the big brute of a mare was finished, Fifi was nothing more than a blubbering puddle of tears. The evil equine even went so far as to cut all of the pretty hair off Fifi's head, leaving her with just a patch of blonde on top. Though, what little hair she was allowed to keep was pulled up into a sad little pony tail on the top of her head and tied with a bow. She looked like a stupid lapdog with a goofy haircut, which was, of course, just how the new queen of the household wanted it. It was clear now that Marzipan was hell-bent on destroying her former partner; the betrayal had been too much to forgive, and from the sound of her and Melody’s conversation, it was time to pay.

 Unfortunately, besides having a severe distaste for the topic of conversation at hand, Fifi felt trouble brewing inside. Her stomach wasn't in the mood to quietly wait for Marz and Melody to finish their conversation. After sucking down two big bowlfuls of special formula oatmeal for breakfast, Fifi was way overdue to make a fresh stinky load. She'd been trying to hold it in while she was being inspected by her two tormentors, but there was no way to hold back any longer. A desperate, pained grunt escaped through the penis gag as an incredibly long turd rocketed out of Fifi's battered and abused crap-hole and coiled into the seat of her already droopy, piss-soaked diaper. As the rank odor hit her nose, she looked up at Marzipan in total embarrassment, waiting for the mare to take notice.

\tSure enough, Marz stopped in mid-sentence, flared her nostrils, and looked down at the pathetic hound with a smug grin on her face. "Smells like big fat Fifi made a big fat mess in her sissy-panties. Oh, I'm sorry, that's not your name anymore, is it Fatso?" laughed Marz, grabbing the stinky diapered pup by the nipples and literally lifting her heavy drooping tits.

\tThe pain mixed with humiliation was enough to drive Fifi to tears once again. Though, that still wasn’t enough to satisfy Marzipan, the monster she was. Tightening her grip on Fifi's tender little nips, she gave a sharp twist and began ruthlessly swinging the hounds breasts to and fro, causing Fifi to holler and bawl into the cock-shaped plug that had been cruelly forced down her throat. The torture continued as tears and drool dripped from her muzzle, and Fifi was helpless to stop it with her arms locked behind her back. Not that she had any hope of overpowering Marzipan either way, struggling against the big mare would only earn her another "spanking" and her rump was still glowing red from the last round with the belt just an hour ago. It had only been a day and already Fifi had learned that it was best to take the abuse like a submissive bitch and get it over with. Though, this time Marzipan wouldn't let go, and soon the pain was so intense that Fifi couldn't resist taking a clumsy step backward and turning her body away, freeing her breasts from the grasp of the aggressive horse.

\t"Oh, how dare you try to run from me!" bellowed Marzipan, quickly reaching out and grabbing Fifi by the little patch of blonde hair she had left, pulling the poor sobbing bitch close to her.

\tFifi was trembling in fear, helpless with her hands behind her back, as she waited to find out the consequences for her minor infraction. Half expecting a violent slap to the face, Fifi was somewhat relieved when she felt Marzipan start groping her messy backside instead.

\t"Y'know Fatso, I think I would have named you 'Stinky' since you can't resist shitting your pants like a big fat baby," said Marzipan as she squeezed and squished the contents of Fifi's diapers, smearing the thick muddy shit all over her rear-end and working it into the front of her slave's diaper before giving the groaning bitch a sharp swat on her rump. Though, the humiliation didn't end there. With Fifi's little patch of hair still in her grasp, Marz reached down, stuck a finger in Fifi's waistband and peeked down the back of her diaper, visually inspecting the mess smeared across her wide caboose and teasing her in her best mommy voice, "Oh my! You made such a big poopy, dear. Maybe if you didn't pig out on oatmeal you wouldn't have such a heavy load in your Huggies right now, hmm?"

\tFifi didn't say anything, but she was nearly ready to burst from frustration. She didn't want any of that goddamn oatmeal in the first place, but she had no choice in the matter. Marz had tied her down in the highchair this morning and plopped a giant bowl of oatmeal in front of her. When she wouldn't eat willingly, Marz shoved her face down into the thick glop, forcing her to start gulping down mouthfuls before she'd be allowed back up for air. The first bowl took nearly thirty minutes and Fifi was a damn mess by the time it was all over. Regardless, she still had to take the blame for the warm mountain of poopy in her diapers, and there was nothing she could do about it.

\t"What should we do with this?" asked Marzipan as she rubbed the bulging back of Fifi's diaper. "Maybe I should shove your face in it? I bet that would teach you a lesson, you big baby."

\t"Nnmgh Mmmmmm," whimpered Fifi, shaking her head as she spouted gibberish. She prayed that it was just a bluff, but she knew that Marz would do it without a second thought. With her hands behind her back she had no way to defend herself, she could only cry and beg like helpless child as the burly dyke painted her diapered butt with shit.

\t“Uh huh, you hear that Melody? I think this little piggy is hungry for a mud pie. What do you think; the highchair?”

\t“Hmm, how about the breeding rack instead?” answered Melody.

\t“Sounds great, I think it’s time to get her confession on tape.”

\t“Oh, god no…” thought Fifi, shaking her head in disbelief as Marzipan dragged her over to the corner of the room by the lowly tuft of hair on her head.

\t“Welcome home,” sneered Marzipan as she forced Fifi’s head downward, making her look at the terrible implement of torture in front of her. Pointing her big finger insistently toward the floor, she issued her final order, “Get down, now!”

\tFifi dropped to her knees, despite the fact she knew what was coming. There was no way out, and she knew it. Either she did what she was told, or she’d be beaten into submission and then locked into the rack anyway. What was the point of resisting?

\t“Good girl, Fatso,” laughed Marz as grabbed the sniveling bitch by the back of the neck and guided her throat to the thick, sturdy posture collar mounted on the front of the breeding rack and began strapping her in. Once Fifi's neck was secure, she was trapped down on her knees with her butt up in the air. One at a time, her ankles were strapped to the rack, forcing her legs apart. A moment later, her wrists were freed, but only so that they could be cuffed to the front of the rack, leaving her bound like a dog waiting to take a thick knot. Though, as bad as things were looking, they would surely get worse.

\t“Damn Fatso, you look ridiculous. That diaper is barely hanging on as it is, but if you're holding any more pig-chow in that fat ass of yours, you better unload it now. You won’t get another chance for a long while.”

\t“Plegf Nuehg,” groaned Fifi, nearly chocking on the seven inches of rubber dog cock lodged in her throat, continuing to plead for mercy as the mighty mare took position behind her. If only she could explain her side of the story, but no one would listen.

\t“That’s quite enough,” said Marz. She reached down and whacked the helpless bitch on her squishy, padded rump before turning her attention back to her cock-sucker training gag. “Let's add another inch or two for good measure. You need to learn that no one cares what you have to say.”

\t“Aaagh,” choked Fifi as the dildo in her muzzle was driven in another two inches, leaving her in a constant state of nearly gagging. Though, to be fair, it did shut her up.

\t“Now, what to do with this?” asked Marzipan, using her hoof to nudge the hefty load that weighed down Fifi’s diapers.

\tNo longer feeling shy, Melody chimed in with her own opinion, “I think you should shove her nose in it, just like she did to Marcus and me. If she can dish it, she can take it, right?”

\tThat was what Fifi expected, but she still started bawling anyway when she felt Marz tug on the back of her diaper, pulling until the tapes let go.

\tThe sadistic mare removed the diaper and carefully carried it over to where Fifi’s head was locked to the breeding rack, teasing the helpless bitch on the way. “Yuck, Fatso, you really made a mess of this diaper. Hope you like getting messy, you filthy little pig you.”

\tFifi felt the last of what little dignity she had left slip away when her soiled diaper was laid spread-open under her nose. There was only about twelve short inches between the tip of her muzzle and the heaping pile of dog shit spread out in front of her and the stink nearly made her pass out. Though, she didn’t have any choice but to inhale all the noxious vapors up into her nose. Her mouth was too full to get a breath with the dildo permanently fucking her throat. She clamped her eyelids shut tightly, trying to ignore the filthy brown mass in front of her, but Marzipan didn’t like that either.

\t“I don’t think so, bitch. I want you to look at that diaper in front of you, and I want to remember how you filled it just a minute ago. You’re going to have to learn your place sooner or later, and I’m getting impatient. Keep your eyes open and breathe deep, Fatso. Don’t forget, you’re nothing but a worthless pig now, a brainless plaything for us to enjoy before we sell you off into a life of slavery as a smelly, unwashed whore.”

\tQuivering with fear and anguish, Fifi opened up her eyes and surveyed the muddy slop. For some reason, she couldn’t help but think about how far she’d fallen. She used to be giving the orders, and now she was sniffing her own soiled undergarments for the amusement of two very twisted mistresses. However, she knew she was about to fall even further as she felt Marz’s heavy hand come to a rest on the back of her head. There was a loud metallic click of a metal pin as the mare adjusted the neck support on the rack.

\tFifi whimpered as her head began to ease closer and closer to the diaper below. She squealed and tried to turn her head away but it was no use, the painfully tight posture collar kept her staring downward, almost totally unable to move her head as her sensitive nose crept closer to the reeking heap of shit. However, right before her nose was buried, she heard the pin click back into place, and once again, her neck was held secure. Now, she was so close to the diaper that she could feel the warmth against her nose and she shut right up, realizing full well that the rack could be adjusted further if necessary.

\t“Is that close enough for ya? Tell you what? You answer every one of my questions truthfully and maybe I won't have to make you eat it. That sound fair?” asked Marz. The tone in her voice was dreadfully serious as she slipped on a pair of rubber gloves. Then, she knelt down next to the immobilized Fifi and started making adjustments to the back of the breeding rack, taunting the pitiful bitch as she worked. “What a shame, you had such a pretty little cunt. Too bad it’s going to be smothered in dog shit from now on, hardly fit for use at all. I guess you will just have to settle for the backdoor from now on then.”

\tAs the sound of metal on metal reached Fifi’s ears, she began to feel uneasy, quite certain she knew what was coming even if she couldn’t turn her head to see behind her. This rack had an extra attachment in the back, a steel arm that could hold any sized dildo deep in a slave’s ass for as long as need be. She was familiar with it, of course, having used it on many occasions to break rebellious boys and girls with ease. The only question was what kind of dildo would she get? Unfortunately for Fifi, she wouldn’t find out just yet.

\tMarz wanted to keep the bitch guessing. It may have been shaped like a plain old dog dick, but it was long and damn thick. The knot was the size of a baseball, and the mare smiled malevolently as she attached the heavy rubber dong to the fucking pole.

\tOnce the pole had been mounted to the back of the rack, she directed the thick cock straight at Fifi’s shit-caked tail hole. Though, before she got started, she added some words of warning. “Now you better keep still, or I’m going to shove the whole thing in with one push.”

\tJust feeling the soft tip of the mysterious dildo against her clenched anus was enough to get Fifi wailing again, this time louder than before. She wasn’t an anal virgin by any means, but she hadn’t cared for it the few times she elected to try it willingly. Last night was no exception either, Marzipan had taken the strapon to her shitter ruthlessly, but this would be a different kind of hell. She could only imagine how long she’d be stuck in the rack like this.

Marzipan forced the first few inches into the bitch’s dirty tail-pipe. A moment later, another three inches of simulated canine cock slammed into her ass causing her to bite down on her penis-shaped gag as she choked out pathetic sobs. Soon she saw tears running down her muzzle, raining from the tip of her nose into the mess below.

“That’s a good starting point, I think. You’ve only got half now though, so unless you want the rest you better be an obedient little piggy. I know you can’t see it, but Melody has a camcorder pointed at you. We're going to make a cute little home movie, just like you did for her. Except, in your video, you’re going to fess up to all the dastardly things you did. If you don’t tell me what I want to hear, things are going to get a lot worse for you, my dear Fatso. Shall we begin?”

“Rolling!” cheered Melody as she hit the record button and got a good clear shot of Fifi’s filth splattered butt cheeks. The shiny red cock mounted to the rack was so thick that it spread Fifi’s fat butt-cheeks wide open. It was obvious that her tight anus was stretched painfully around its meaty girth the way she had her toes curled.

Moving on, Melody got shots of the older woman’s wide love handles, flabby sides, and low hanging tits. The bitch looked like an absolute wreck strapped to the harsh breeding rack. Of course, the rack wasn’t designed for comfort. Fifi could only groan as she squirmed about, trying to find a more comfortable position in which to spend the next few hours, but it was no use.

As if she didn't look pathetic enough already, Fifi sank another step further as she tried pleading to Melody for help. Unfortunately, the only help Melody was willing to give was a humiliating close-up shot of Fifi with her nose hanging over an unforgivably messy diaper. The camera recording each tear as it rolled off the bitch's nose while she bawled, frustrated that she couldn't even speak without choking on the long penis gag.

“Auntie Marz, Fatso is trying to talk again!” said Melody, grinning playfully down at Fifi as she tattled.

“Then what are you waiting for, correct the dumb animal,” replied Marzipan coldly.

“Oh, I think I know where a fat piggy like you belongs,” said Melody as she knelt down in front of Fifi and rubbed her ex-mistress' nearly bald head. “You should be playing in mud like the happy porker you are.”

With an evil smirk, Melody pushed Fifi's head down, forcing the end of the disgraced domme’s muzzle into the open diaper below. The sadistic young mare even hummed a happy little tune to drown out Fifi’s screams and squeal as the helpless bitch struggled to get a breath of air in the sea of revolting mush. It took a whole minute of cruel degradation before Melody let her back up for air.

 “Okay, that’s enough fun for now. It’s time for your trial now, Fatso,” announced Marzipan, as she stood behind Fifi with easy access to adjust the fucking rod if it became necessary. “First question; how did that taste?”

Fifi couldn’t even speak. She only whimpered hopelessly into her gag as her handlers chuckled to each other. To be honest, the gag had kept most of that out of her mouth, luckily. Though, she didn’t want them to know that, lest the wheels in their head should start turning. So she played it up by tugging against her restrained and wiggling her mitted paws.

\t“That’s enough, stop all that jiggling, you're making me sick," said Marzipan scornfully before continuing with her questions. "Fatso, did you blackmail my innocent, pure niece over here into being your depraved sex slave?”

\tFifi didn't move or make a sound, she wouldn’t admit to anything without telling her side of the story. However when she finally tried to speak up again, she found herself gurgling out non-distinct gibberish as drool ran off her shit-covered lower lip.

\t“That's the wrong answer, pig. You're going to admit your crimes right now so the whole world knows what a low-down belly-dragging snake you are,” bellowed Marzipan as she adjusted the fucking rod. This resulted in another three inches of the huge dog cock being shoved into Fifi's ass, stretching her even further. It went in right up to the base of the knot, causing the poor bitch to yelp out in pain.

\t“Shut up and answer the question," commanded Marzipan, responding to the annoying blubbering sounds coming from her slave. "Did you blackmail my pure, innocent niece over here into being your depraved sex slave, yes or no?”

\tImmediately understanding the rules to this little interview game, Fifi sobbed into her shitty diaper and pleaded guilty like a good bitch. Uttering a distorted “yes” into her gag and nodding her head as much as the strict posture collar around her neck would allow. She knew this video might very well do her in, but she didn’t have a choice. One more wrong answer and she might have more than she could handle up her ass all night, and they would still expect her to finish the interview in the morning. There would be no mercy, no breaks, and no meals. Well, at least Fifi hoped there wouldn’t be a “meal” for her while she stayed locked in this infernal breeding rack considering what would most likely appear on the menu.

\t“Good pig. Now tell me, did you torture my sweet young niece with spankings and enemas?”

\tAgain, Fifi new she had no choice but to gurgle out another “yes” and keep nodding her head.

\t“Aw, not much fight left in you, eh? Well, good for you. One question left. Did you punish my precious niece by raping her up the ass with a strapon?”

\tFifi closed her eyes as she delivered her final admission of guilt and waited to find out what torment would await her next.

\tMarzipan was grinning once again, quite pleased that Fifi gave her what she wanted with so little resistance. That just meant the bitch was already becoming docile and submissive. Though, that didn’t mean it was time to show any mercy, of course not. Instead, the large mare snorted with laughter thinking about what was to come next, and began verbally thrashing her victim again. “Doesn’t it feel better to come clean and get it all out there, Fatso? Now that you’ve admitted that you’re a sick, blackmailing, rapist, we can start deciding what’s to be done with you. Melody, be sure to keep filming this.”

\tMelody nodded, keeping the camera aimed directly at Fifi’s disgraceful nudity. She watched as her Aunt made another adjustment to the fucking rod, this time ramming the rest of the stiff, rubber dog dick up the bitch's poop-chute. Best of all were Fifi’s undignified pig-like grunts as she was forced to take the huge, fist-sized knot. The defenseless bitch was blubbering even before Marz had the fucking rod locked into place, and it didn’t stop anytime soon. Poor Fifi's tight little asshole had been stretched to its limits and no amount of pushing or squirming would make the oversized dong budge. She sobbed and hollered so violently for the first minute that her whole body jiggled and her heavy, sagging tits swung to and fro.

\t“Ugh, what a pig," said Marz, looking away from Fifi in disgust as she turned toward Melody. "You’re getting a good shot of those fat rolls, right? I want them boys to know what they are getting for their money.”

\t“Of course, I love how silly she looks in that sad little harness,” laughed Melody. She got close-ups of every inch of Fifi’s naked body, spouting various insults such as “thunder thighs” and “lard butt” as she did a lap around the quivering bitch. Soon, these insults began to hurt Fifi nearly as much as the huge cock up her ass, causing her unrelenting crying and moaning to increased in volume.

\t“That’s enough, pig. No more grunting for you,” said Marzipan. With a hateful smirk, she pulled the pin on Fifi’s neck support and slid the helpless slave’s head down into the thick, muddy river-bed of putrid feces below.

\tFifi found herself nearly drowning in her shitty diaper yet again. She struggled against her binding as ferociously as she could, praying to get a sip of fresh air through her nose. The rack shook and rattled against the hard floor, but no matter how hard Fifi tried to yank her wrists and ankles through the thick leather cuffs, she never got any closer to freedom. With her nose buried in a mound of dung, her only option was struggling to breath through her fully-stuffed mouth. With the utmost concentration, she managed to gasp for breath with the cock-sucker training harness blocking most of her airway.

\tFifi whimpered and cried to herself as she unwillingly wore her soiled diaper like a mask of shame. The abuse had frightened her into compliance, but the insults and hatred had started to crush her self esteem. A few more hours of this, and she'd be nearly completely broken.

\tHowever, the worst was still yet to come, and it came right from Marzipan’s mouth. “You look so ridiculous with those shit stains on your face, Fatso. I hope you get accustomed to this kind of treatment, because it’s only going to get worse from here. I think I’ve decided on a proper punishment for all the crimes you just admitted to.”

\t'Oh god,' thought Fifi, realizing that this was still just the interrogation. She cringed as she waited for the rest of her sentence to be announced.

\t“I’m going to sell you off to a nice man, who will own your worthless mind and your hideous body for the rest of your life. A wonderful man, who will only feed you after you gobble down mouthfuls of cum and moan like a whore while you take his slimy cock up your shitter. Preferably, a very cruel master who will make your life hell until the day you die.”

\t'Anything but that,' thought Fifi as another wave of tears fell from her eyes. She already despised most men, and the absolute last thing she ever wanted was to be owned by one. Naturally, her former partner and lover Marzipan knew this well. She knew she was sentencing Fifi to her own personal nightmare. Still, the vindictive mare had plenty vengeance left over to help with training.

\t“Now, normally, I’d spend the next several months putting you through a starvation diet and grueling manual labor to help you shed all those extra pounds of flab. However, I don’t have the patience for that, nor do I want to help you lose a single pound. I’d prefer you stay a fat bitch. I’m can even market you as the perfect piggy anal fuck slave. A worthless slut that will eat anything she’s given with a smile and take it in the ass as many times as her master and his friends can handle. Of course, you won’t be able to command as high of a price as a thinner, younger woman, but that just means you’ll be easier to sell. Speaking of, Melody and I are going to go post your little confession online right now. If you think this is suffering, then just wait until you start training tomorrow."

\tFifi couldn't believe what she was hearing. Marzipan and Melody were hell-bent on destroying her, and there seemed to be no hope of earning their forgiveness. They didn't care what she had to say. She could already hear their hooves clopping toward the door, leaving her with her face shoved down into a shit-filled diaper. Who knew how long they'd leave her like this? They obviously didn't care about her or her aching tail hole. The last thing she heard before the door slammed shut was, "Sweet dreams, bitch.”

\tThey didn't even bother to turn off the lights on their way out.

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