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The story is almost over. The next and final chapter of "Into the Pit" will be out next Friday around the same time. This has been a fun series to work on, and I hope those that read this enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.", "writing": "Being a slave, or at least a slave in training, wasn't as fun as Rebecca had imagined it. Not because it was difficult, but rather she didn't seem to have anything to do for most of the time. Helga and Amethyst still had jobs or classes throughout the day. Since Rebecca's attackers still hadn't been caught, she didn't feel safe leaving the house outside of a morning jog without Helga. \n\nAmethyst didn't seem to know what to do with her. Helga had put the vole in charge of Rebecca, but whenever the dog asked her `owner' for a demand, the punky vole just stood bewildered. She expected maybe some position training or something, but Amethyst at best had Rebecca act as a footrest. Helga seemed to find it funny, and Rebecca enjoyed it at first. It got old, fast.\n\nThen she tried just being naked throughout the day. The terrier figured that slaves, at least those on the bottom of the totem pole, didn't deserve clothes. So she spent the day trying to clean the house with her privates open to whoever saw past the windows. When Amethyst came home after her morning shift, she practically dropped her keys at the sight of the naked dog kneeling before her in the front hall. Since then, she's been allowed to stay naked, though she's not to answer the door without her privates covered. \n\nRebecca tried sleeping on the floor at night. Helga and Amethyst still had her sleep in the living room, which she didn't mind. Those two were lovers, they deserved their privacy. But as a slave, Rebecca told herself the flip-out couch was too good for her. Helga woke her up in the middle of the night to ask if the couch was broken. She sighed upon hearing Rebecca's explanation and ordered the dog to sleep on the pullout bed. \n\nIt just seemed all so...mundane. Rebecca would admit she might have been expecting too much at first. A collar and maybe a fulltime gimp mask might have been too fantasy for reality. But everything else just made her feel like they didn't know what to do with her.\n\nThis all came out as a breathy sigh as she laid about on the pull out bed when Amethyst got home from work. She didn't kneel, didn't wish her mistress a good afternoon, and barely even took notice of her as she walked in. Leading the vole to nearly crash into the bed.\n\n``Did you just wake up?'' she asked. Rebecca shook her head. She'd woken up at her regular time, but when Helga asked if she wanted to run, she just shook her head and pretended to feel sick. \n\n``Ok...'' Amethyst said, scooting past the bed, ``Well, can you put the bed in? Mama's probably not gonna be happy to see it out when she gets back.''\n\nShe gave her mistress a bored thumbs up as she tucked under the covers. Drawers and pantries opened up in the background as Amethyst began to work prepping something, ``Hey, do you want anything for lunch? PB&J maybe?''\n\nSomething snapped inside the terrier's mind. She rolled out of bed, trudging from the living room into the kitchen with her fists balled and breath ragged. She slapped the bread from Amethyst's hands and grabbed the vole's shoulders. ``I'm not your guest anymore, I'm your slave!'' she shouted, looking deep into the indigo eyes of her supposed owner, ``You shouldn't be offering to make me food. You should be telling me to make you food! And then eat it while I'm at your feet, giving you a massage or licking it clean to help stave off the soreness from your day.'' \n\nRebecca let go and grabbed the peanut butter from the pantry, ``I don't get it. Mama treats you so roughly, and you look like you're having a blast. Yet when it comes to me, it's like I'm some fragile doll or something.'' She grabbed a few fresh slices of bread from the pantry and a knife to begin laying on the peanut butter on both sides, ``I don't want to be treated like I'm made of glass. I want to be degraded, abused, denied and ordered around like I'm just your toy. I...'' she pauses as she looks for the jelly in the pantry. Her ears droop the longer she searches. Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and asks, ``W-where is the jelly, mistress?''\n\nWhen Amethyst didn't respond, Rebecca hung her head. She didn't open her eyes to look, to turn and see what she imagined was a shocked and frightened vole. They were housing her, she shouldn't be pushing so much-\n\n``It's in the fridge, slave.'' Amethyst answered, carrying a colder tone than earlier. Rebecca turned to see the vole sitting on the table chair behind her, legs crossed and her face carrying a sour and impatient expression, ``Well?'' she asked, ``Don't keep me waiting now.''\n\nThe pitbull's tail nub waged as she nodded, reaching for the fridge to grab the jelly on the top shelf. Finishing the sandwich, she turned back to Amethyst. The fury she carried had dissipated under the cold gaze of the punk rock barista, hands shaking as she reached for the sandwich. ``Your lu-''\n\n``On your knees,'' Amethyst ordered. Blush burned under Rebecca's blue fur as she followed through. ``Good,'' the vole said, bringing her white sock covered foot to the pittie's face, ``Take these off, with your m-mouth.'' she ordered, a small crack in her dominance that the terrier ignored as she gently hooked her teeth into the sock and pulled it off. The sweat of a morning's shift now fresh on her tongue and nose as this, and the next sock, came off from her mistress's feet. \n\n``Now, present the sandwich.''\n\nWith both hands, Rebecca held the plate before Amethyst. ``I noticed you put peanut butter on both sides. Why did you do that, slave?''\n\n``My...my father always liked it that way. I didn't know you weren't supposed to until a few years ago, Mistress.'' \n\n``Seems wasteful,'' the vole said before taking a bite. A few chews and a vocal swallow later, she added, ``But I can see why he liked it.'' Amethyst brought her feet to Rebecca once more, ``Why don't you make yourself useful and be a footrest for me?''\n\nRebecca's heart echoed in her ears as the rest of the room remained silent. Amethyst avoided digging her heels into the terrier's back as she ate, but it didn't alleviate how small the pitbull felt under her. Like she had always wanted.\n\nAs Amethyst finished eating, she grabbed the pitbull's hair and pulled her up, ``Now, you're going to be a good girl and clean your fucking bed. After that, we'll discuss your issues. Is that clear?'' \n\nAmethyst's soft smile brought a tingle down the terrier's spine after she nodded. Free from her grasp, Rebecca raced back to the living room and went to work. Folding her sheets, flipping the bed back in order, and aligning the pillows so no one could tell it was a pullout couch. She went to her knees when finished, seeing Amethyst watch from the hall before the vole walked in and sat on the couch. \n\n``Now,'' she said, arms and legs crossed, ``Tell me what exactly is your problem with how we're treating you.''\n\nRebecca opened to speak but found her throat dry as she approached the words. A small cough helped alleviate it, but her nerves still gripped her, ``W-well, if you treated me more like this, I think I'd complain less. It's just...well...'' her finger traced a circle in the carpet, ``You're normally too nice.''\n\n``What's wrong with being nice?'' \n\n``N-nothing! Except...well when I saw how Helga treated you in the basement, it just looked like how I imagined you treating me. I get that you're not as aggressive as her, but even she seems to avoid toying with me. She put you in charge of me, so I guess I expected...well I don't know why I expected what I did, now that I think about it.''\n\nAmethyst patted the seat next to her, ``Come sit,'' she ordered, leaving behind the cold tone that Rebecca had come to enjoy. The vole wrapped her arm around the younger pitbull as she took her spot, ``You're right, I'm nice when it comes to being in charge. Truth is, I've never been in charge, and my own dominant fantasies are still something I'm exploring. So, how about we make a promise to each other?''\n\n``A promise?''\n\nShe nodded, ``I'll try to be a bit less nice when in charge. And you try not to shy away from me when I am nice,'' she pulled her in for a hug, ``I'm a cuddler, I like to hug and I like to praise. Mama enjoys it a lot after we play, even though I'm the sub.''\n\nRebecca's fur stood as the vole hugged her. Her dad barely hugged her, outside of a victory in the ring. She never thought of him as an uncaring dog. Looking back, however, reminded her that his physical intimacy had been bleak. She closed her own arms tight around Amethyst, nuzzling her face into the vole's shoulder, ``I promise,'' she whispered, tears building.\n\nAmethyst combed through Rebecca's hair, ``That's a good girl,'' she cooed, keeping her nice and close, ``Now, as for today, I think I have a great way to really get things started.''\n\n``What's that, Mistress?'' Rebecca asked, pulling away to look Amethyst in the eyes.\n\nThe vole smiled, ``What are your thoughts on cucking?''\n\n***\n\n[i]This was a mistake.[/i]\n\nHelga ran that thought over and over as the engine of her bike roared through suburbia. Thoughts focused more on the terrier living in their home as more than just a guest now. Why did she say yes to letting her try? Why did she even let her watch as she fucked Amethyst? The pig never saw herself as a prude, but maybe she shouldn't have been that open.\n\nNot that she didn't enjoy it. Looking back on it, the face that girl made while Helga fucked her slave, it gave her a rush. The kind of rush you get when doing over 100 miles on a 55-mile road. The push that makes you do stupid shit, like letting some new girl in on your play and somehow turning your relationship poly. Was it poly? She did put Amethyst in charge of the girl, but she was in charge of Amethyst.\n\nOk, it was poly. Not something Helga had any real experience with. Her only experience with more than one sub came with two rats. Rats that tried to make her a sugar momma and stabbed her when she caught them stealing from her. She really needed to throw out the sex tape with them.\n\nAmethyst stood in the garage as the door opened, arms behind her back and smiling suspiciously wide. ``How was work, Mama?''\n\n``Fine, fine,'' Helga said as she unclipped her helmet, ``Some kid almost lost a finger, but that's why you double check your gear. Probably won't be allowed to handle a nailgun in the next few weeks.''\n\n``Oh shit, that's awful.''\n\nShe shrugged, ``Eh, the experience is a good teacher. So hopefully he'll learn from it,'' she leaned in to kiss her sub, their lips hitting briefly as a `welcome home' greeting rather than a passionate embrace. ``So what about you? How were classes?''\n\n``Didn't have any today. Teacher was sick,'' she said, ``Work wasn't that fun though. Way too many people seem to think I remember their `usuals' as if it's my job to devote it to memory.''\n\n``You remembered Rebecca's,'' she said while heading inside, finding the pitbull not in the living room like she expected, ``Speaking of, where is she?''\n\nAmethyst leaned against her back, ``Well...about that. I wanted to talk with you about something.''\n\nShe sighed, ``Yeah, I know it was a dumb idea and I'm kind of having regrets about it. I don't know if I can do a poly relationship or something. Just...'' she turned around and hugged the vole, ``Just can't imagine sharing anyone with you.''\n\n``Oh?'' she smiled, ``Then I think this will go along perfectly.''\n\n``This?'' Helga raised her brow, ``Amy, what are you getting at?''\n\n``Well,'' she wiggled her arms out from Helga's, ``Rebecca came to me and said how frustrated she was with how we've been ignoring her. So I figured we tried something in front of her, just the two of us.'' she poked Helga's snout, ``Doesn't that sound fun?''\n\n``You want us to cuck her?'' she asked in a flat tone.\n\nAs Amethyst nodded, Helga let go, letting the vole catch herself as she wandered into the living room, ``Amy, you know how I feel about that.''\n\n``I know how you feel about getting cucked, Mama. And you yourself said you've cucked a few dudes.''\n\n``Yeah, by accident...ok sometimes I knew the girl was cheating but I wasn't in the healthiest mindsets during those times.'' Helga said, taking a seat onto her green couch, ``I mean...it's just cruel.''\n\n``Some people would argue what you do to me is cruel,'' Amethyst said, pulling down her pants to reveal the chastity belt, ``But I like it.''\n\n``You consented to it.''\n\n``And so did she. She's waiting in the bedroom, for us.''\n\n``Now?'' Helga turned to the hallway. Only a few doors down, Rebecca waited for them, ``Are you serious? Why didn't you talk to me?''\n\n``This is me talking to you,'' Amethyst took the seat next to Helga, ``Mama, if you don't want to, that's fine. I'm not going to be mad if that's the case,'' she grabbed her hand, ``but,''\n\n``But?''\n\n``But if you don't try new experiences, well then how can we grow?'' she brought the pig's heavy hand to her chest, ``Remember when I wanted to try rigging, and you ordered that book?''\n\nHelga nodded.\n\n``Well, think of it like that. I want to experience making love to you while someone else watches, and if you don't like it, we'll figure something else out.''\n\nHelga peered back into the hallway. Somewhere, at the edge of her mind, she knew this wasn't the best idea. Too many years of being cucked under Lorraine had given her a bad impression with the word. It might have been why she didn't feel bad about ruining some relationships with people when she was younger. They were seeking a partner to cheat on their SO with, at least that's how she saw it. And it's not like she had someone to cheat on.\n\nNow she did. And while she wouldn't be cheating on her with someone else, it still felt like a noose around her neck. Rebecca had been through a lot, did she really want to risk hurting her with this?\n\nShe turned to say no, but the look in Amethyst's indigo eyes made her sigh, ``Fine,'' Helga relented, ``For you, I'll try it.'' She said, silencing her submissive with a finger to her lips, ``But I need to talk with Rebecca first,''\n\n``Of course.''\n\n``Alone.''\n\nAmethyst's smile shook for a moment, but she nodded all the same, ``Understood, Mama. She's waiting for us in the bedroom.''\n\n``Ok, I'll call you when we're ready,'' Helga said, taking hold of her submissive's collar and pulling her closer until their lips hovered mere inches from each other, ``And you're going to sit on the couch until I call for you,'' she ordered.\n\nAmethyst's toothy grin and brazen gaze brought a smile to the pig as she nodded, ``Yes, Mama.'' and took her seat on the couch, crossing her legs with her hands on her knees, like a good girl. Helga found Rebecca sitting on their bed, fidgeting with an uncomfortable grin as the pig entered.\n\n``Hello...Mama,'' she said, still uncomfortable with the title. Helga didn't blame her. Referring to someone as a parent was a hell of a lot more personal than referring to them as a mistress or master. Not that Helga would tell her to stop since she did like to title.\n\nAt least for play.\n\n``You can drop the Mama for now,'' she said as she closed the door behind her, ``I'm here to talk.''\n\n ``Oh...ok,'' she averted her eyes, ``Did...did I do something wrong?''\n\n``What? No.'' the mattress creaked as Helga sat next to the terrier, ``No, I just wanted to make sure you're ok with this.''\n\n``I am,'' she said. Though by her shaking limbs, Helga didn't believe her.\n\n``Look, cuckqueaning is a whole other ballgame with kinks. Sex is very personal to a lot of people, so the idea of seeing someone you like fuck or get fucked by someone else is usually more painful than arousing. To some people, it really gets them off. I don't understand it, but I try not to understand why kinks are, just how they work. So, to be clear, are you ok with this?''\n\nThe terrier nodded.\n\nShe wrapped an arm around the dog's waist, ``What's your safeword?''\n\nRebecca blinked, ``Oh...uhh...watermelon?''\n\nShe nodded, ``That's correct. Now, I want you to remember that during this. If you're uncomfortable with what we're doing, say it. Do not worry if you're ruining our fun.'' She gently directed the pitbull's chin to face her, brown eyes staring up to her green, ``What do you say if you feel uncomfortable?''\n\n``W-watermelon.''\n\n``Good girl,'' Helga pointed over to the corner, ``Now why don't you strip down and plant yourself down there and I'll head over to the couch to get a pillow and my bitch. Sound fun?'' The hog smiled as she stood up, ``And remember, you have the power to stop this. Just one word.'' she said before going to grab Amethyst. Her vole was waiting right where she told her, with a small frown hanging on her face as Helga entered.\n\n``Did she say no, Mama?'' she asked. Helga answered by grabbing her collar and pulling Amethyst up to her lips. The forceful kiss helped push back any doubts the pig had as she held her sub in bliss for a moment. A reminder of who she loved.\n\nGrabbing a couch cushion with one hand and Amethyst's scalp with the other, she marched her slave down the hall to their bedroom. Rebecca's athletic form sat in the corner waiting for them, toned limbs and small chest shivering at the site of Helga and her vole. \n\n``Strip and present yourself,'' she ordered Amethyst. Helga leaned down to Rebecca as she handed her a cushion and asked, ``What's your safeword?''\n\n``Watermelon, Mama.'' she answered, taking the cushion to kneel upon. \n\nHelga grabbed the mutt's hair as she smiled, ``Good. Now, you're free to touch yourself so long as you don't cum. My property doesn't cum unless I say they can. Understand?''\n\n``Y-yes, Mama.'' She said. Helga let go and turned back to Amethyst, standing tall with her hands behind her back and her chest out, exposing those lovely ring piercings. Helga looped a finger through one, pulling and twisting to get wonderful moans and squeals she could answer with slaps. \n\n``Does my slave want to cum today?'' she asked, reaching down to paw at Amethyst's chastity. The vole nodded, biting her lips as Helga probed the flesh and fur around the belt. She pulled the key from around her necklace, dangling it in front of Amethyst, ``Open.''\n\nShe hung the necklace against Amethyst's teeth. Without an order, the girl bit down on the necklace, letting the key dangle from her chin as Helga stripped before both girls. Helga worked slow, exposing her stocky form to her bitches. Large and firm breasts that were the result of upper body exercise, with muscular and tattooed covered arms and a small pudgy stomach that covered her normally present abs. She needed a new gym membership, but for now, she knew the girls were mesmerized by the strong form of their owner. \n\nAnd Helga couldn't help but love the attention. \n\nShe pulled her key necklace from Amethyst's mouth, ``Good girl,'' she cooed before laying against the bed and spreading her legs, ``Now, do your job.'' she ordered, smiling wide as she pulled the necklace around her neck again.\n\nNo stranger to her favorite meal, Amethyst set about pleasing her Mama. Soft kisses crawled Helga's inner thigh as she worked her way up. Months of training taught Amethyst where to go, lathering her pierced tongue across the hog's clit in her hairy muff. ``That's a good cuntsniffer,'' Helga jeered as she toyed with her nipples, ``All that training really paid...fuck...off...'' she muttered between breaths. \n\nShifting her gaze, she peered over to Rebecca's little cushion. The dog's blush wasn't hard to notice as her eyes focused in on Amethyst working away. Fingers dipped into her sex, but nothing forceful happened yet. Helga couldn't tell if she was enjoying this, or making the best of a bad situation. \n\nGiven her experience, she wanted to assume the latter. But Amethyst convinced her to give this a chance, and she wasn't going to stop until a safeword was called.\n\nShe locked her legs around Amethyst's skull when the first orgasm came. Gripping the bed, Helga held her voice down while her body shuddered in bliss. A soft slap from Amethyst had her letting go, giving her a nice view of her juices painting the vole's maw. \n\n``Two more, then I'll unlock the belt.''\n\nTwo more leg locking orgasms later, Helga pulled her rodent up and unlocked the belt. Amethyst's arousal was strong enough that the pig saw Rebecca's nose twitch at the musk. She caressed her bitch's pussy, slowly teasing the wet folds as Amethyst did her best to stand still.\n\nHands digging into Amethyst's green hair, Helga forced her tongue into the vole's maw, exploring the mouth she owned. A ragged moan escaped the slave's lips as her finger pushed past the outer folds, deep into her pussy.\n\n``Keep standing, vermin,'' Helga ordered, spitting into her slut's mouth once she broke away. Earnest moans caught her attention. She turned to see Rebecca had upgraded from one finger to two, her free hand toying with her small tits. The dog stopped at Helga's gaze, wide-eyed before her owner.\n\nHelga smiled, ``Don't stop on my account, mutt. Just don't cum,'' she said, ``If you last, I might even reward you for your restraint.''\n\n``Y-yes, Mama,'' the dog spat out with a ragged breath. \n\nTossing Amethyst to the bed, Helga crawled up and raised her vole's legs. Her order came softly, but carried a hard edge that she knew sent chills through her slave's spine, ``Don't cum.''\n\nHelga spread her legs over Amethysts, pressing her pussy against the younger vermin's juicy cunt. Keeping a good grip, the sow began to scissor away at her sub. The moans of the three women were only overshadowed by the creaking of the bed as Helga kept grinding against Amethyst.\n\nShe looked back to Rebecca, expecting tears to start streaming down the girl's face. Instead, she saw a panting fingering herself furiously as she watched on. Helga didn't see any despair or hatred in those brown eyes, only arousal.\n\n[i]Well, I'll be damned.[/i]\n\nStepping off Amethyst, Helga leaned over the vole and pushed her fingers into her moist cunt while wrapping her other hand around her throat, ``Is my cuntsniffer ready for release?''\n\nAmethyst responded with a slow and hoarse, ``Y-yes Ma-'' Helga didn't wait for her to finish, plunging two fingers past the girl's folds while using her thumb to toy with the clit. Viciously, the sow finger fucked her slave until Amethyst's moans turned to screams. Her legs shot up, body shuddered, and eyes widened as the orgasm broke, coating Helga's fingers in her juices.\n\nShe let the vole lie in bliss against their bed. Turning her attention to the dog, Helga kneeled over and grabbed Rebecca's masturbatory hand, ``Enjoy the show, cuck?''\n\nRebecca nodded. As she opened her mouth to comment, Helga shoved the fluid covered fingers to her maw, ``Taste it, bitch.'' she growled, lathering the pitbull's tongue in her slave's juices. The girl shivered, lapping up those fingers obediently without any loss of any blush. \n\n``Crawl,'' Helga ordered as she grabbed the pup's hair. Rebecca grunted as she was forced to walk on her hands and knees while Helga dragged her to the bed. Pulling her up to the sheets, she grabbed Amethyst by her collar, ``Floor, now.''\n\n``Yes, Mama,'' Amethyst said with a smile, crawling down to the floor as Helga pulled Rebecca into her arms, exposing the dog's moist cunt to the girl, ``Get to work.''\n\nAny complaints or shocked words from Rebecca were cut off when Amethyst put her skilled tongue to her cunt. Helga brushed through her hair while locking the girl's arms in her grasp, ``Ever been eaten out before, mutt?''\n\n``No, M-mama,'' \n\n``Well, my little muffeater down there is a pro, thanks to my training. She's been my slave for almost a year now. As you can see she's very well trained and the tongue piercing adds a bit of extra fun, though she's got a mouth that invites trouble from time to time,'' Helga pinched one of Rebecca's nipples, ``But I like brats, so I'm at fault at that.'' \n\n``C-close...''\n\nHelga pushed Amethyst off, ``But she's more than my slave. She's my partner and lover. I didn't need to have her cum today, and being the little denial slut she is, she wouldn't have hated me for it. But you're different. You would be our slave, our personal little cuckquean,'' she reached down and rubbed against Rebecca's clit, getting a twitch from the dog that the hog easily restrained, ``We might never let you cum, or at least not by our hands. Your own pleasure would be your own, and only after we've been satisfied. So, Amethyst's tongue,'' she signaled the vole to return to eating the dog out, ``Might never touch those lips again. And you might only feel my touch when I feel like giving a spanking. You'll never have us, but we'll always have you. Are you content with that, little cuck?''\n\n``Y...'' she bit her lip, hands trying to break free in some vain attempt to stop Amethyst, ``Yes, Mama.''\n\n``Good girl,'' she teased, leaning in to whisper, ``Go ahead and cum, cuck.''\n\nHelga silenced Rebecca's squeals with a kiss as the orgasm rocked her body. A peek down below showed the vole's face covered fresh juices, mixing dog with the earlier pig. Amethyst crawled up to the two of them as Rebecca went limp. Nestling into Helga's arms,they laid flat against the bed. Helga stared up to the ceiling with a smile before looking back to the two girls in her arms and sighing.\n\n``Rebecca,''\n\n``Yes, Mama?'' Rebecca answered, body weak from the bliss.\n\n``I wasn't one hundred percent serious about keeping you cucked all the time. It was just me in the moment. You're more than a slave if you choose to be.''\n\nRebecca closed her eyes as she nuzzled up to the pig, ``Thank you, Mama.''\n\n***\n\nAbout an hour had passed before the three got up and dressed again. Helga, after seeing the time, decided to order pizza for the three of them. Rebecca didn't care what was ordered, more just focusing on the ceiling thinking about how she just lost her virginity.\n\n Unlike that movie where sex started bringing color to the world, Rebecca didn't see anything new in her perspective. That didn't stop her from feeling giddy since she at least knew that whenever this thing with her dad blew over, she'd be free to come back here. Maybe even move in? Dad had the gym, not like he really needed her. And if he did well...Rebecca sighed. She didn't want to go back to being Becca the fighter. She was happy now, as Rebecca the slave in training. Maybe he'd understand when he resurfaced. \n\nOr maybe he'd never. That sounded perfect to her as she grabbed her phone off the floor, more to search for distractions than anything else. \n\nA message floated up on the screen. Reading the date, it had arrived sometime in the middle of all the fucking. Her blood ran cold when she read it, hand shaking as she processed each word.\n\n`Becca, where are you? Meet me at the gym when you can.'\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Being a slave, or at least a slave in training, wasn't as fun as Rebecca had imagined it. Not because it was difficult, but rather she didn't seem to have anything to do for most of the time. Helga and Amethyst still had jobs or classes throughout the day. Since Rebecca's attackers still hadn't been caught, she didn't feel safe leaving the house outside of a morning jog without Helga.

Amethyst didn't seem to know what to do with her. Helga had put the vole in charge of Rebecca, but whenever the dog asked her `owner' for a demand, the punky vole just stood bewildered. She expected maybe some position training or something, but Amethyst at best had Rebecca act as a footrest. Helga seemed to find it funny, and Rebecca enjoyed it at first. It got old, fast.

Then she tried just being naked throughout the day. The terrier figured that slaves, at least those on the bottom of the totem pole, didn't deserve clothes. So she spent the day trying to clean the house with her privates open to whoever saw past the windows. When Amethyst came home after her morning shift, she practically dropped her keys at the sight of the naked dog kneeling before her in the front hall. Since then, she's been allowed to stay naked, though she's not to answer the door without her privates covered.

Rebecca tried sleeping on the floor at night. Helga and Amethyst still had her sleep in the living room, which she didn't mind. Those two were lovers, they deserved their privacy. But as a slave, Rebecca told herself the flip-out couch was too good for her. Helga woke her up in the middle of the night to ask if the couch was broken. She sighed upon hearing Rebecca's explanation and ordered the dog to sleep on the pullout bed.  

It just seemed all so...mundane. Rebecca would admit she might have been expecting too much at first. A collar and maybe a fulltime gimp mask might have been too fantasy for reality. But everything else just made her feel like they didn't know what to do with her.

This all came out as a breathy sigh as she laid about on the pull out bed when Amethyst got home from work. She didn't kneel, didn't wish her mistress a good afternoon, and barely even took notice of her as she walked in. Leading the vole to nearly crash into the bed.

``Did you just wake up?'' she asked. Rebecca shook her head. She'd woken up at her regular time, but when Helga asked if she wanted to run, she just shook her head and pretended to feel sick.

``Ok...'' Amethyst said, scooting past the bed, ``Well, can you put the bed in? Mama's probably not gonna be happy to see it out when she gets back.''

She gave her mistress a bored thumbs up as she tucked under the covers. Drawers and pantries opened up in the background as Amethyst began to work prepping something, ``Hey, do you want anything for lunch? PB&J maybe?''

Something snapped inside the terrier's mind. She rolled out of bed, trudging from the living room into the kitchen with her fists balled and breath ragged. She slapped the bread from Amethyst's hands and grabbed the vole's shoulders. ``I'm not your guest anymore, I'm your slave!'' she shouted, looking deep into the indigo eyes of her supposed owner, ``You shouldn't be offering to make me food. You should be telling me to make you food! And then eat it while I'm at your feet, giving you a massage or licking it clean to help stave off the soreness from your day.''

Rebecca let go and grabbed the peanut butter from the pantry, ``I don't get it. Mama treats you so roughly, and you look like you're having a blast. Yet when it comes to me, it's like I'm some fragile doll or something.'' She grabbed a few fresh slices of bread from the pantry and a knife to begin laying on the peanut butter on both sides, ``I don't want to be treated like I'm made of glass. I want to be degraded, abused, denied and ordered around like I'm just your toy. I...'' she pauses as she looks for the jelly in the pantry. Her ears droop the longer she searches. Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and asks, ``W-where is the jelly, mistress?''

When Amethyst didn't respond, Rebecca hung her head. She didn't open her eyes to look, to turn and see what she imagined was a shocked and frightened vole. They were housing her, she shouldn't be pushing so much-

``It's in the fridge, slave.'' Amethyst answered, carrying a colder tone than earlier. Rebecca turned to see the vole sitting on the table chair behind her, legs crossed and her face carrying a sour and impatient expression, ``Well?'' she asked, ``Don't keep me waiting now.''

The pitbull's tail nub waged as she nodded, reaching for the fridge to grab the jelly on the top shelf. Finishing the sandwich, she turned back to Amethyst. The fury she carried had dissipated under the cold gaze of the punk rock barista, hands shaking as she reached for the sandwich. ``Your lu-''

``On your knees,'' Amethyst ordered. Blush burned under Rebecca's blue fur as she followed through. ``Good,'' the vole said, bringing her white sock covered foot to the pittie's face, ``Take these off, with your m-mouth.'' she ordered, a small crack in her dominance that the terrier ignored as she gently hooked her teeth into the sock and pulled it off. The sweat of a morning's shift now fresh on her tongue and nose as this, and the next sock, came off from her mistress's feet.

``Now, present the sandwich.''

With both hands, Rebecca held the plate before Amethyst. ``I noticed you put peanut butter on both sides. Why did you do that, slave?''

``My...my father always liked it that way. I didn't know you weren't supposed to until a few years ago, Mistress.''

``Seems wasteful,'' the vole said before taking a bite. A few chews and a vocal swallow later, she added, ``But I can see why he liked it.'' Amethyst brought her feet to Rebecca once more, ``Why don't you make yourself useful and be a footrest for me?''

Rebecca's heart echoed in her ears as the rest of the room remained silent. Amethyst avoided digging her heels into the terrier's back as she ate, but it didn't alleviate how small the pitbull felt under her. Like she had always wanted.

As Amethyst finished eating, she grabbed the pitbull's hair and pulled her up, ``Now, you're going to be a good girl and clean your fucking bed. After that, we'll discuss your issues. Is that clear?''

Amethyst's soft smile brought a tingle down the terrier's spine after she nodded. Free from her grasp, Rebecca raced back to the living room and went to work. Folding her sheets, flipping the bed back in order, and aligning the pillows so no one could tell it was a pullout couch. She went to her knees when finished, seeing Amethyst watch from the hall before the vole walked in and sat on the couch.

``Now,'' she said, arms and legs crossed, ``Tell me what exactly is your problem with how we're treating you.''

Rebecca opened to speak but found her throat dry as she approached the words. A small cough helped alleviate it, but her nerves still gripped her, ``W-well, if you treated me more like this, I think I'd complain less. It's just...well...'' her finger traced a circle in the carpet, ``You're normally too nice.''

``What's wrong with being nice?''

``N-nothing! Except...well when I saw how Helga treated you in the basement, it just looked like how I imagined you treating me. I get that you're not as aggressive as her, but even she seems to avoid toying with me. She put you in charge of me, so I guess I expected...well I don't know why I expected what I did, now that I think about it.''

Amethyst patted the seat next to her, ``Come sit,'' she ordered, leaving behind the cold tone that Rebecca had come to enjoy. The vole wrapped her arm around the younger pitbull as she took her spot, ``You're right, I'm nice when it comes to being in charge. Truth is, I've never been in charge, and my own dominant fantasies are still something I'm exploring. So, how about we make a promise to each other?''

``A promise?''

She nodded, ``I'll try to be a bit less nice when in charge. And you try not to shy away from me when I am nice,'' she pulled her in for a hug, ``I'm a cuddler, I like to hug and I like to praise. Mama enjoys it a lot after we play, even though I'm the sub.''

Rebecca's fur stood as the vole hugged her. Her dad barely hugged her, outside of a victory in the ring. She never thought of him as an uncaring dog. Looking back, however, reminded her that his physical intimacy had been bleak. She closed her own arms tight around Amethyst, nuzzling her face into the vole's shoulder, ``I promise,'' she whispered, tears building.

Amethyst combed through Rebecca's hair, ``That's a good girl,'' she cooed, keeping her nice and close, ``Now, as for today, I think I have a great way to really get things started.''

``What's that, Mistress?'' Rebecca asked, pulling away to look Amethyst in the eyes.

The vole smiled, ``What are your thoughts on cucking?''

***

This was a mistake.

Helga ran that thought over and over as the engine of her bike roared through suburbia. Thoughts focused more on the terrier living in their home as more than just a guest now. Why did she say yes to letting her try? Why did she even let her watch as she fucked Amethyst? The pig never saw herself as a prude, but maybe she shouldn't have been that open.

Not that she didn't enjoy it. Looking back on it, the face that girl made while Helga fucked her slave, it gave her a rush. The kind of rush you get when doing over 100 miles on a 55-mile road. The push that makes you do stupid shit, like letting some new girl in on your play and somehow turning your relationship poly. Was it poly? She did put Amethyst in charge of the girl, but she was in charge of Amethyst.

Ok, it was poly. Not something Helga had any real experience with. Her only experience with more than one sub came with two rats. Rats that tried to make her a sugar momma and stabbed her when she caught them stealing from her. She really needed to throw out the sex tape with them.

Amethyst stood in the garage as the door opened, arms behind her back and smiling suspiciously wide. ``How was work, Mama?''

``Fine, fine,'' Helga said as she unclipped her helmet, ``Some kid almost lost a finger, but that's why you double check your gear. Probably won't be allowed to handle a nailgun in the next few weeks.''

``Oh shit, that's awful.''

She shrugged, ``Eh, the experience is a good teacher. So hopefully he'll learn from it,'' she leaned in to kiss her sub, their lips hitting briefly as a `welcome home' greeting rather than a passionate embrace. ``So what about you? How were classes?''

``Didn't have any today. Teacher was sick,'' she said, ``Work wasn't that fun though. Way too many people seem to think I remember their `usuals' as if it's my job to devote it to memory.''

``You remembered Rebecca's,'' she said while heading inside, finding the pitbull not in the living room like she expected, ``Speaking of, where is she?''

Amethyst leaned against her back, ``Well...about that. I wanted to talk with you about something.''

She sighed, ``Yeah, I know it was a dumb idea and I'm kind of having regrets about it. I don't know if I can do a poly relationship or something. Just...'' she turned around and hugged the vole, ``Just can't imagine sharing anyone with you.''

``Oh?'' she smiled, ``Then I think this will go along perfectly.''

``This?'' Helga raised her brow, ``Amy, what are you getting at?''

``Well,'' she wiggled her arms out from Helga's, ``Rebecca came to me and said how frustrated she was with how we've been ignoring her. So I figured we tried something in front of her, just the two of us.'' she poked Helga's snout, ``Doesn't that sound fun?''

``You want us to cuck her?'' she asked in a flat tone.

As Amethyst nodded, Helga let go, letting the vole catch herself as she wandered into the living room, ``Amy, you know how I feel about that.''

``I know how you feel about getting cucked, Mama. And you yourself said you've cucked a few dudes.''

``Yeah, by accident...ok sometimes I knew the girl was cheating but I wasn't in the healthiest mindsets during those times.'' Helga said, taking a seat onto her green couch, ``I mean...it's just cruel.''

``Some people would argue what you do to me is cruel,'' Amethyst said, pulling down her pants to reveal the chastity belt, ``But I like it.''

``You consented to it.''

``And so did she. She's waiting in the bedroom, for us.''

``Now?'' Helga turned to the hallway. Only a few doors down, Rebecca waited for them, ``Are you serious? Why didn't you talk to me?''

``This is me talking to you,'' Amethyst took the seat next to Helga, ``Mama, if you don't want to, that's fine. I'm not going to be mad if that's the case,'' she grabbed her hand, ``but,''

``But?''

``But if you don't try new experiences, well then how can we grow?'' she brought the pig's heavy hand to her chest, ``Remember when I wanted to try rigging, and you ordered that book?''

Helga nodded.

``Well, think of it like that. I want to experience making love to you while someone else watches, and if you don't like it, we'll figure something else out.''

Helga peered back into the hallway. Somewhere, at the edge of her mind, she knew this wasn't the best idea. Too many years of being cucked under Lorraine had given her a bad impression with the word. It might have been why she didn't feel bad about ruining some relationships with people when she was younger. They were seeking a partner to cheat on their SO with, at least that's how she saw it. And it's not like she had someone to cheat on.

Now she did. And while she wouldn't be cheating on her with someone else, it still felt like a noose around her neck. Rebecca had been through a lot, did she really want to risk hurting her with this?

She turned to say no, but the look in Amethyst's indigo eyes made her sigh, ``Fine,'' Helga relented, ``For you, I'll try it.'' She said, silencing her submissive with a finger to her lips, ``But I need to talk with Rebecca first,''

``Of course.''

``Alone.''

Amethyst's smile shook for a moment, but she nodded all the same, ``Understood, Mama. She's waiting for us in the bedroom.''

``Ok, I'll call you when we're ready,'' Helga said, taking hold of her submissive's collar and pulling her closer until their lips hovered mere inches from each other, ``And you're going to sit on the couch until I call for you,'' she ordered.

Amethyst's toothy grin and brazen gaze brought a smile to the pig as she nodded, ``Yes, Mama.'' and took her seat on the couch, crossing her legs with her hands on her knees, like a good girl. Helga found Rebecca sitting on their bed, fidgeting with an uncomfortable grin as the pig entered.

``Hello...Mama,'' she said, still uncomfortable with the title. Helga didn't blame her. Referring to someone as a parent was a hell of a lot more personal than referring to them as a mistress or master. Not that Helga would tell her to stop since she did like to title.

At least for play.

``You can drop the Mama for now,'' she said as she closed the door behind her, ``I'm here to talk.''

 ``Oh...ok,'' she averted her eyes, ``Did...did I do something wrong?''

``What? No.'' the mattress creaked as Helga sat next to the terrier, ``No, I just wanted to make sure you're ok with this.''

``I am,'' she said. Though by her shaking limbs, Helga didn't believe her.

``Look, cuckqueaning is a whole other ballgame with kinks. Sex is very personal to a lot of people, so the idea of seeing someone you like fuck or get fucked by someone else is usually more painful than arousing. To some people, it really gets them off. I don't understand it, but I try not to understand why kinks are, just how they work. So, to be clear, are you ok with this?''

The terrier nodded.

She wrapped an arm around the dog's waist, ``What's your safeword?''

Rebecca blinked, ``Oh...uhh...watermelon?''

She nodded, ``That's correct. Now, I want you to remember that during this. If you're uncomfortable with what we're doing, say it. Do not worry if you're ruining our fun.'' She gently directed the pitbull's chin to face her, brown eyes staring up to her green, ``What do you say if you feel uncomfortable?''

``W-watermelon.''

``Good girl,'' Helga pointed over to the corner, ``Now why don't you strip down and plant yourself down there and I'll head over to the couch to get a pillow and my bitch. Sound fun?'' The hog smiled as she stood up, ``And remember, you have the power to stop this. Just one word.'' she said before going to grab Amethyst. Her vole was waiting right where she told her, with a small frown hanging on her face as Helga entered.

``Did she say no, Mama?'' she asked. Helga answered by grabbing her collar and pulling Amethyst up to her lips. The forceful kiss helped push back any doubts the pig had as she held her sub in bliss for a moment. A reminder of who she loved.

Grabbing a couch cushion with one hand and Amethyst's scalp with the other, she marched her slave down the hall to their bedroom. Rebecca's athletic form sat in the corner waiting for them, toned limbs and small chest shivering at the site of Helga and her vole.

``Strip and present yourself,'' she ordered Amethyst. Helga leaned down to Rebecca as she handed her a cushion and asked, ``What's your safeword?''

``Watermelon, Mama.'' she answered, taking the cushion to kneel upon.

Helga grabbed the mutt's hair as she smiled, ``Good. Now, you're free to touch yourself so long as you don't cum. My property doesn't cum unless I say they can. Understand?''

``Y-yes, Mama.'' She said. Helga let go and turned back to Amethyst, standing tall with her hands behind her back and her chest out, exposing those lovely ring piercings. Helga looped a finger through one, pulling and twisting to get wonderful moans and squeals she could answer with slaps.

``Does my slave want to cum today?'' she asked, reaching down to paw at Amethyst's chastity. The vole nodded, biting her lips as Helga probed the flesh and fur around the belt. She pulled the key from around her necklace, dangling it in front of Amethyst, ``Open.''

She hung the necklace against Amethyst's teeth. Without an order, the girl bit down on the necklace, letting the key dangle from her chin as Helga stripped before both girls. Helga worked slow, exposing her stocky form to her bitches. Large and firm breasts that were the result of upper body exercise, with muscular and tattooed covered arms and a small pudgy stomach that covered her normally present abs. She needed a new gym membership, but for now, she knew the girls were mesmerized by the strong form of their owner.

And Helga couldn't help but love the attention.

She pulled her key necklace from Amethyst's mouth, ``Good girl,'' she cooed before laying against the bed and spreading her legs, ``Now, do your job.'' she ordered, smiling wide as she pulled the necklace around her neck again.

No stranger to her favorite meal, Amethyst set about pleasing her Mama. Soft kisses crawled Helga's inner thigh as she worked her way up. Months of training taught Amethyst where to go, lathering her pierced tongue across the hog's clit in her hairy muff. ``That's a good cuntsniffer,'' Helga jeered as she toyed with her nipples, ``All that training really paid...fuck...off...'' she muttered between breaths.

Shifting her gaze, she peered over to Rebecca's little cushion. The dog's blush wasn't hard to notice as her eyes focused in on Amethyst working away. Fingers dipped into her sex, but nothing forceful happened yet. Helga couldn't tell if she was enjoying this, or making the best of a bad situation.

Given her experience, she wanted to assume the latter. But Amethyst convinced her to give this a chance, and she wasn't going to stop until a safeword was called.

She locked her legs around Amethyst's skull when the first orgasm came. Gripping the bed, Helga held her voice down while her body shuddered in bliss. A soft slap from Amethyst had her letting go, giving her a nice view of her juices painting the vole's maw.

``Two more, then I'll unlock the belt.''

Two more leg locking orgasms later, Helga pulled her rodent up and unlocked the belt. Amethyst's arousal was strong enough that the pig saw Rebecca's nose twitch at the musk. She caressed her bitch's pussy, slowly teasing the wet folds as Amethyst did her best to stand still.

Hands digging into Amethyst's green hair, Helga forced her tongue into the vole's maw, exploring the mouth she owned. A ragged moan escaped the slave's lips as her finger pushed past the outer folds, deep into her pussy.

``Keep standing, vermin,'' Helga ordered, spitting into her slut's mouth once she broke away. Earnest moans caught her attention. She turned to see Rebecca had upgraded from one finger to two, her free hand toying with her small tits. The dog stopped at Helga's gaze, wide-eyed before her owner.

Helga smiled, ``Don't stop on my account, mutt. Just don't cum,'' she said, ``If you last, I might even reward you for your restraint.''

``Y-yes, Mama,'' the dog spat out with a ragged breath.

Tossing Amethyst to the bed, Helga crawled up and raised her vole's legs. Her order came softly, but carried a hard edge that she knew sent chills through her slave's spine, ``Don't cum.''

Helga spread her legs over Amethysts, pressing her pussy against the younger vermin's juicy cunt. Keeping a good grip, the sow began to scissor away at her sub. The moans of the three women were only overshadowed by the creaking of the bed as Helga kept grinding against Amethyst.

She looked back to Rebecca, expecting tears to start streaming down the girl's face. Instead, she saw a panting fingering herself furiously as she watched on. Helga didn't see any despair or hatred in those brown eyes, only arousal.

Well, I'll be damned.

Stepping off Amethyst, Helga leaned over the vole and pushed her fingers into her moist cunt while wrapping her other hand around her throat, ``Is my cuntsniffer ready for release?''

Amethyst responded with a slow and hoarse, ``Y-yes Ma-'' Helga didn't wait for her to finish, plunging two fingers past the girl's folds while using her thumb to toy with the clit. Viciously, the sow finger fucked her slave until Amethyst's moans turned to screams. Her legs shot up, body shuddered, and eyes widened as the orgasm broke, coating Helga's fingers in her juices.

She let the vole lie in bliss against their bed. Turning her attention to the dog, Helga kneeled over and grabbed Rebecca's masturbatory hand, ``Enjoy the show, cuck?''

Rebecca nodded. As she opened her mouth to comment, Helga shoved the fluid covered fingers to her maw, ``Taste it, bitch.'' she growled, lathering the pitbull's tongue in her slave's juices. The girl shivered, lapping up those fingers obediently without any loss of any blush.

``Crawl,'' Helga ordered as she grabbed the pup's hair. Rebecca grunted as she was forced to walk on her hands and knees while Helga dragged her to the bed. Pulling her up to the sheets, she grabbed Amethyst by her collar, ``Floor, now.''

``Yes, Mama,'' Amethyst said with a smile, crawling down to the floor as Helga pulled Rebecca into her arms, exposing the dog's moist cunt to the girl, ``Get to work.''

Any complaints or shocked words from Rebecca were cut off when Amethyst put her skilled tongue to her cunt. Helga brushed through her hair while locking the girl's arms in her grasp, ``Ever been eaten out before, mutt?''

``No, M-mama,''

``Well, my little muffeater down there is a pro, thanks to my training. She's been my slave for almost a year now. As you can see she's very well trained and the tongue piercing adds a bit of extra fun, though she's got a mouth that invites trouble from time to time,'' Helga pinched one of Rebecca's nipples, ``But I like brats, so I'm at fault at that.''

``C-close...''

Helga pushed Amethyst off, ``But she's more than my slave. She's my partner and lover. I didn't need to have her cum today, and being the little denial slut she is, she wouldn't have hated me for it. But you're different. You would be our slave, our personal little cuckquean,'' she reached down and rubbed against Rebecca's clit, getting a twitch from the dog that the hog easily restrained, ``We might never let you cum, or at least not by our hands. Your own pleasure would be your own, and only after we've been satisfied. So, Amethyst's tongue,'' she signaled the vole to return to eating the dog out, ``Might never touch those lips again. And you might only feel my touch when I feel like giving a spanking. You'll never have us, but we'll always have you. Are you content with that, little cuck?''

``Y...'' she bit her lip, hands trying to break free in some vain attempt to stop Amethyst, ``Yes, Mama.''

``Good girl,'' she teased, leaning in to whisper, ``Go ahead and cum, cuck.''

Helga silenced Rebecca's squeals with a kiss as the orgasm rocked her body. A peek down below showed the vole's face covered fresh juices, mixing dog with the earlier pig. Amethyst crawled up to the two of them as Rebecca went limp. Nestling into Helga's arms,they laid flat against the bed. Helga stared up to the ceiling with a smile before looking back to the two girls in her arms and sighing.

``Rebecca,''

``Yes, Mama?'' Rebecca answered, body weak from the bliss.

``I wasn't one hundred percent serious about keeping you cucked all the time. It was just me in the moment. You're more than a slave if you choose to be.''

Rebecca closed her eyes as she nuzzled up to the pig, ``Thank you, Mama.''

***

About an hour had passed before the three got up and dressed again. Helga, after seeing the time, decided to order pizza for the three of them. Rebecca didn't care what was ordered, more just focusing on the ceiling thinking about how she just lost her virginity.

 Unlike that movie where sex started bringing color to the world, Rebecca didn't see anything new in her perspective. That didn't stop her from feeling giddy since she at least knew that whenever this thing with her dad blew over, she'd be free to come back here. Maybe even move in? Dad had the gym, not like he really needed her. And if he did well...Rebecca sighed. She didn't want to go back to being Becca the fighter. She was happy now, as Rebecca the slave in training. Maybe he'd understand when he resurfaced.

Or maybe he'd never. That sounded perfect to her as she grabbed her phone off the floor, more to search for distractions than anything else.

A message floated up on the screen. Reading the date, it had arrived sometime in the middle of all the fucking. Her blood ran cold when she read it, hand shaking as she processed each word.

`Becca, where are you? Meet me at the gym when you can.'

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