0 comments/ 22794 views/ 10 favorites A Real Bitch By: Mnprnwriter This is my first submission to Literotica and I hope you all enjoy reading it as I did writing it. I'm looking forward to comments. I realize that in the real world Trish's submission would have taken much longer. There are no real animals depicted, All action is between human adults. A good friend of mine is very much into canine role playing and this story is for her. * I saw Trish coming towards me, the one thought that sprang to mind was, "What the hell is she doing here? She never does the shopping herself. Well, at least she hasn't since she made Tom marry her." Trish walked up to me, the usual snide look on her pinched face, "Jess, I may have put a small scratch in your precious truck." With that she turned on her heel and pranced away down the aisle and out the door. I finished my shopping and went out to see what Trish considered a small scratch. Oh that fucking bitch! She had crunched in the whole side of my truck! I have known Trish since preschool. Growing up in a small town will do that for you. Trish had been a bitch and cock tease since she was born. Getting older and getting everything she wanted didn't make her any better. When she didn't get her way she would pout and bat her eyes at whoever was denying her what she wanted, I do have to admit she has always been the hottest woman in town. The only woman that I have ever known that was better looking had been my wife, Caroline, but she passed away from cancer 3 years ago and I still felt that damn pain every day. Just to preface what a bitch Trish really is, you need to know some of the back story of our town. When we were growing up, there were two ways to make money. The first were the farms that surrounded us for hundreds of miles. The second was to work at the foundry. My father and Trish's were both foremen at the foundry. Hers was the Shift foreman and mine was the maintenance foreman, a mechanical engineer and master millwright, who couldn't stand working in a office so he moved us here when I was two and took the job. When we were about nine Trish set her sights on my best friend Tom, the son of the foundry owner. By the time we were eighteen, she had made her plans. She jerked Tom off onto her stomach, saved the sperm, somehow impregnated herself, then forced Tom to marry her. We all went to college, Trish and Tom to the local state college and I went off to MIT. Fifteen years later, she still hadn't let Tom fuck her. She had him under her thumb because of their daughter, Sara and Tom's own moral standards. "To death do you part" was something that he firmly believed in. Tom and I had both done well. Tom expanded the family foundry and added a boutique metals plant. As for me, well when you next go out to your car, take a look at the hydrogen fuel cell. It will say Mitchell on it. I'm the guy that invented it. I own the company the produces them along with the valve that makes it all work without exploding. Tom and I have a symbiotic relationship, he makes the special metals that I need and I can't get those metals anywhere else due to the special equipment that's needed to produce it. A few weeks after Trish had hit my truck Tom came into my office. He had a torn look on his face. "Jess, I have a question for you. What would you do if you found out that someone has been ripping off the country club's charity drive for more than ten years?" I rocked back in my chair, steepled my fingers and said, "Tom, tell me the whole story" Tom filled me in. "I have had a few questions about where Trish has been getting her clothing. You know right after we were married, she went on a spending spree and spent over $250,000 on clothing and crap? So, I cut her off. I started giving her an allowance of $5000.00 a month. Any woman would be happy with that! Well, I found a receipt from a dress shop in Milan, Italy for $45,000.00! So, this last trip she made overseas to deliver the money we had raised, I had a P.I. follow her. It seems my wife has been taking the money and living the high life in Paris, Milan, Rome and all over Europe for the last ten years! I had him retrace her movements for all her trips. He said it wasn't too hard since I had all her flight data, and the dates of the trips. She was slick about it, she would book her trips through the city that she wanted to visit, get off there and then catch the return flight when she was supposed to, so if anyone checked the tickets looked right." I was shocked! I knew that Trish was a bitch, but now she was stealing from orphaned kids all over Europe. I looked at Tom and I could tell he was devastated. I had never seen him look so down. Tom looked up at me and asked, "What do I do?" I told Tom to go home and let me think about it for a week or so. When Tom and I next met, it was in a private room at the country club. I had a plan, I just needed his okay to put it in motion. After hearing what I had planned, he agreed but with quite a bit of hesitation. He understood that it needed to be done. For his sake, I hoped that it would come off as planned. The next weekend, Tom took Sara on their annual ski trip. They would be gone for ten days. That would be the timeline for my plan. As soon as Tom and Sara were gone, I sent a note to Trish telling her that I needed to see her that night at 8 pm at my house. As usual, Trish was "fashionably late" and arrived around 8:30. I let her in and asked her to have a seat in the living room. As we walked in, I hit the play button on the DVD player. I had queued up a slideshow of her antics in Europe. It included pictures and video that the P.I. had taken, gathered from security cameras and all the documents and statements he had gathered. After about five minutes or so, Trish turned to me and blurted out, "What's the meaning of this, what do you want?" I sat back and gestured that she should continue to watch. When the presentation was done I turned to Trish and told her that she had two choices. The first was: I turn all the information over to the DA. Choice number two was: if she was smart, that if she did everything I told her to do, Tom and I would make things right with the charity. I let her know she had the night to think about it. If she agreed to my terms with the second choice, she should meet me at the foundry office at 7 am the next day. If she was not there by exactly 7 am, the DA would be called and he would find her. Day 1/10 At 6:50, I opened the gate and pulled up to the office. As I stood outside the truck and waited, I wondered what Trish would do. Tom and I had talked about her options, and to limit them, Tom had been busy the night before. He emptied her checking account, put a hold on all her credit cards and had hidden her passport before he had left town. When he called me at 10 pm he told me she had tried calling him eighteen times before she had given up. Since we had made it impossible for her to run, that left only the two options I gave her and we both guessed that she would not choose the first. It was hard for Tom to agree to what I had planned, but he knew that if we succeeded, both his and Sara's lives would be much better. Trish had come to despise her daughter. Sara was a bubbly, vivacious teen who was loved by everyone. Much like her father had been at that age. She gave her time to many charities, tutored other students and helped out weekly at the retirement homes in the area. Trish wanted her daughter to be a self-centered snob like herself. At 6:59, Trish pulled into the lot in her Lexus and got out, looking at me with both fear and loathing. I told her to get in my truck. Once she was in, I took her cell phone and left it in her car. Tom had changed her voice mail message while he was doing his part of the plan, saying that she was going on a retreat and would be out of contact for about 2 weeks. I took the fabric sack I had prepared and put it over her head. I tied her hands behind her back and headed out. I was taking us to the hunting/fishing cabin Tom and I had built about two hours away. The tinted windows in my truck made sure that no one noticed the bound and hooded woman in my truck. Trish didn't say a single word during the drive. When we reached the parking area, I left her in the truck while I transferred the supplies into the boat. Once that was done I unbuckled her seat belt, swung her legs out, tied her ankles together and stood her next to the truck. Taking out my knife I started with her skirt, cutting it away from her body. Trish had dressed as she usually did, in a knee length skirt, that day it was navy blue, a frilly blouse in white with a short blue jacket. I proceeded to cut it all away until I got to her matching bra, high cut panties and thigh high stockings. I stepped back and could tell that Trish was making use of the workout room at the club. Even at 33 she was still in great shape with firm, thighs, calves, and a tight ass. Her arms were shapely without being muscular and her neck was long and thin. As I cut away her lace bra, her 36 C's dropped only slightly, her nipples hardened as the air hit them. I couldn't resist and took her left nipple between my finger and thumb and gave it a good squeeze and a slight twist. Trish gasped a little and cried out in pain. After I cut away her panties, I gathered her clothes and set them in a pile. I removed her hood and then splashed some lighter fluid on the clothes. As I dropped a lit match, I wasn't watching the fire, I was watching her reaction. A sharp intake of breath, her mouth forming a perfect "O" and she dropped her eyes to the ground. Once the fire had burned down, I picked her up over my shoulder and carried her to the small boat that we kept on shore to get to our island retreat. I dropped her into the bottom of the boat and replaced her hood for the trip. On the island dock, I lifted and tied her hands to a post above her head and left her there while I transferred my supplies to the cabin. I made a quick lunch and sat in the sun sipping a beer and eating while I watched Trish twist, just the tips of her toes touching the dock. After about an hour I went to her and placed my hand on her firm ass while I asked her if she was hungry or thirsty. She mumbled from under the hood that yes, she could use a drink. I slapped her ass and told her to ask nicely. With ice in her tone she asked, "May I please have a drink?" I slapped her ass harder, leaving a print of my hand in pink, and told her to ask nicer. I could tell she was biting back a retort as she said, "May I please have a drink, sir?" I quickly looped a rope around her ankles, and retied her hands behind her back. I threaded the rope from her feet to a pulley on the post and hauled her upside down. Swung the hoist frame out over the water, (it's a contraption we used to unload boats) I removed the hood and lowered her down slowly, sinking her head in the water. I pulled her up and she was sputtering and coughing. I asked, "Are you still thirsty?" Her long red hair was sticking to her face as she shook her head no. I said, "I can't hear you." She coughed once more and said "No, I'm not thirsty sir" As I swung her back over the dock, I let go of the rope and dumped her on the wood planks. I grabbed the rope at her ankles and dragged her along the dock and up the path to the cabin. I dropped the rope at the edge of the deck before I went up the stairs and inside, leaving her lieing in the dirt. After getting another beer, I went out and sat on the step by her head. She had rolled over a few times, off the path and into some mud. Her red hair was now dirty and full of twigs. There were scrapes and dirt all over her, with a small cut on her right breast that was oozing blood. I told her to look at me. Once I had her attention I explained her circumstances, "Trish we are on 500 secluded acres on an island in the middle of a old mine pit. The water is 37 degrees and over 100 feet deep. There's only one way off and that's in the small row boat locked to the dock, no phone, no radio." "Do you understand?" I asked. Trish replied, "Yes Sir, what are you going to do with me?" I said, "Trish you are here first, to pay for your crimes, second to learn some manners and third to learn respect for others." With that, I untied her hands and went back in the cabin. I shut and locked the door. I have to admit that I slept well that night, except for the whimpering and crying from the animal outside. Day 2/10 In the morning, I opened the door to find Trish curled up on the porch under a scrap of tarp from the woodpile. I kicked her and told her to get up and follow me. She got to her feet, stiff and cold. I walked down to the lake and told her to jump in. She saw the stern look on my face, hesitated and then jumped in. As she came sputtering to the surface, I grabbed her arms and pulled her from the water. Standing her up, I took a bar of soap and scrubbed her roughly. I made sure to get her ass and cunt very clean and then pushed her off the dock to rinse off. When she surfaced I told her to climb out and get her ass inside. Once in the cabin, I showed her to her room, a six foot long by four foot wide by three foot tall dog kennel. I ushered her in and once the door was locked shut I retrieved her bowls from the kitchen. One for water and the other with some dry health nut food. It had nuts and granola, with dried fruit and according to the bag it came in, it had everything a human needed to survive. There were also a few extra ingredients I had added. I looked her in the eye and told her that she was not allowed to use her hands and must eat like the bitch she was. Turning away I saw the look of hatred she gave to my back. I had to chuckle at that as I walked away. I made up some bacon and eggs, with coffee, OJ and toast. I took my breakfast and sat at the table well with in Trish's view and slowly ate, watching my pet eat her crunchies and drink from her bowl. Once I ate and cleaned up, I took the boat back to the truck and called Tom. His voice was worried and he wanted to know how things were going, I gave him a update on what had happened so far and went over what I had planned next. When I got back to the cabin I refilled her bowl with water and left her again to go fishing. At lunch time I returned and gave her more food and water. Trish asked, "Please sir I have to pee, may I use the bathroom?" I told her that yes she could relieve herself. I grabbed a leash and collar and opened her kennel. I put the collar around her throat clipping the leash to it and led her outside. Once there she looked at me, I said, "Go ahead bitch do your business." She said, "Here? Outside?" I said, "Yes here! Hurry up you are wasting my time!" After a few moments she squatted down and let her urine go. It splashed all over her feet. It was very strong as she hadn't relieved herself since the morning before. I decided at this point that I didn't care for the fur on her pussy and told her to follow me. Tugging on her leash, I led her to the wood shed where I hooked her leash to a hook on the wall and left to get a few things. Coming back, I held a straight razor, soap and a shaving brush. First I grabbed the hose and sprayed down her puss. Then, I worked up lather and used the brush to soap up her filthy cunt. I warned her to be still as I shaved her clean, using my fingers to spread her virgin lips and get all around her hole. Once her cunt was done, I flipped her over and repeated the process on her ass. According to Tom, he had never known her to trim the damn thing and all her bathing suits had a very full crotch to keep all the hair contained. I pulled her by the leash down to the lake for her to jump in and rinse off. Once she was back out of the water I told her to lie on her back and spread her legs. When she didn't open them wide enough, I kicked them further apart. Squatting down I peered at her cunt, making sure that I had gotten all the hair, then I told her to pull her lips apart so I could see inside. Seeing that it was all clean, then I had her turn over and spread her ass for inspection. Her rosebud had a slight brown tint to it, I had planned for that as well. I hooked her leash to the dock cleat and went back to the cabin to retrieve a skin bleaching kit. When I got back, I was amazed that she was still on her knees, tits pressed to the rough dock boards. Her ass still spread in the position I had left her in. I applied the bleach to her asshole, following the directions on the box. Letting it stay on for five minutes and then I told her to get in and rise off again. Back in the cabin I showed her where the supplies were on a shelf by her kennel. I informed her that from now on it was her duty to keep herself shaved and to use the bleach until I told her to stop. She would be inspected every day, and then I locked her back into her kennel and went off to take a nap. Fully rested, I decided that my pet needed some exercise and hooked the leash to her collar. I led her to the path that goes around the island and started out at a brisk jog. I jerked her leash when she didn't start moving fast enough. Her head snapped and she almost fell but kept her balance and ran after me. The island is not very big, approximately a half mile around. We did ten laps. The path wasn't smooth or even with lots of sticks and roots. Trish stubbed her toes, cut her feet and fell several times. Each time she fell I pulled her up by the arm and in the end, I ran behind her, slapping her ass with the leash if she slowed down. She was filthy again and after I unclipped her leash, I handed her the soap and told her she had ten minutes to go get cleaned up and get back inside. When she came in I told her to show me how good of a job she had done, I inspected every inch of her and sent her to her kennel. I refilled her bowls but didn't lock the door. I wanted to see if she would misbehave. I made my dinner, fresh trout I had caught and roasted red potatoes. Once again I ate in front of her while I watched her eat from her bowls. I was waiting for the byproduct of the food I was feeding her to kick in. according to the directions on the box, the laxative should start working anytime now. Between that and all the fiber, the next step of the plan should go perfectly. About 12:30 am, I could hear her start whining and moaning. I went out to check on her and she was doubled over. Seeing the light come on, she begged me to let her use the bathroom. I told her to get her leash and clip it on, which she did in a flash. I led her outside again and told her to go ahead, she didn't even hesitate, she just squatted down and shit and shit and shit. Step one of the plan was completed. she had turned into a real bitch her inhibitions were gone at least as far as being naked, being inspected and relieving herself were concerned, just like a pet dog! Day 3/10 The next morning I told her to go do her business, wash up and be back in her kennel in 30 minutes, she did it in 25. Once we had both eaten it was time for Trish to learn her daily duties, I had her sit at my feet. First up was to teach her the proper way to sit in front of a master or mistress. When she sat on her knees her legs were together, her shoulders hunched forward her hands clasped in front of her belly. My first order was for her to sit up, shoulders back chest out, next was to keep her knees at least 12 inches apart and her hands on the outside of her thighs. Next up were her duties, in the morning she would first relieve herself, then shave and bleach followed by a complete wash. Then she should brush out her hair, then I told her that she would make breakfast and we would eat together. I had put out another bowl for her water in the kitchen so she had one in her kennel and one in the eating area, her crunchy bowl had been moved to the kitchen. A Real Bitch After that she would be exercised for 30 minutes either running or chasing a ball in the water. Then it was rest time until lunch which she would make and then do all the dishes, make my bed and pick up the cabin. I patted her on the head and told her it was exercise time and told her to follow me to the dock. I spent 30 minutes throwing the ball in the lake and watching her jump in, swim out and carry it back to me in her mouth. Each time she did I patted her on the head and told her what a good girl she was, every 4th or 5th time I would also give her a treat. After rest time, lunch and clean-up it was time to get into her next order of training. taking her out in the grass I had her lay on her back and spread her legs, I asked her to use her fingers to show me where all the parts of her pussy were, clit, vulva etc... once she had named and touched it I asked her if she had ever been penetrated, her answer was no that her cunny (her word not mine) was a one way street. That would change in the next few days if I had anything to say about it. Then I had her roll over and spread her ass for me showing that it was a nice pink, the brown stain gone, I told her that she could stop bleaching for now. Honestly I wanted it to heal, the bleaching was hard on her skin and I had plans for that ass in the near future. I had her spend the next fifteen minutes squeezing her breasts from the base to nipple, in a smooth motion. Her once pale skin now had a pinkish glow, and she had the start of a tan, my cock was rock hard watching her work her tits. She asked me why she was doing this and I just said because I had told her to. Later that afternoon, I decided that things were going along well and that it was time to start her real training. I took her out of the kennel and clipped the leash on leading her outside. I had her kneel at my feet, and I took my cock out and asked her to point out all the parts. She didn't know them so I had her take it in her hand and examine it closely while I explained it to her. It went from soft to very hard jumping in her hand so I had her stroke me until I came, shooting my come on her tits and belly. I told her to scoop up the treat I had given her and taste it. I had been eating a can of pineapple every day for the last 10 years so I knew from others that it was very sweet mixed with the natural salty. When she had it all in her belly I told her again what a good bitch she was. I then used my finger to play with her pussy. She was wet. Not as wet as I wanted but wet enough to allow my fingers to slide easily over her hole. I didn't penetrate her yet, I just rubbed her lips getting them all slippery, then I took her clit between my fingers and squeezed. Pinching it hard enough to make her jump. I used my other hand to give her a hard slap on her left tit, leaving a hand print., I worked the tip of my finger inside her just to the first knuckle. Fucking her hole and rubbing her clit with my thumb. She was fighting the feelings, begging me to stop, I slapped her right breast hard, my hand print with her now hard throbbing nipple right in the center. Soon I could feel her starting to respond to my fingers. She was getting wetter and her hips were betraying her by jerking forward into my hand. I pinched her clit again harder than the first time and she didn't pull away. I went back to fucking her with my finger and rubbing her now swollen clit. In a few more minutes she started coming, so I pinched her clit again, forcing her to come through the pain. I let her calm down then positioned her on her knees, pinning her hands to her back, her face in the grass and dirt. I ran the tip of my cock over her pussy lips then used it to slap her clit five or six times bringing back some of the pain. When her belly dropped, I pushed the head of my dick in her cunt, letting it sit and pulse. Once she was relaxed again I slid in deeper. I don't have the longest cock but it's thick with a very large head. I pulled back till the rim was out then I slammed back in only stopping when I felt my balls slap her clit hard. I didn't fuck her fast but kept up the assault, pulling almost out then slamming home I reached around her and started rubbing her clit gain, giving it a pinch every few minutes, soon she was coming again and pushing back at me trying to get more cock in her tight hole. When she started coming for the third time I pulled out and jerked her around I grabbed her by both nipples and pushed my cock into her mouth, giving her a salty sweet reward. She did a good job and only a little slipped past her lips and dribbled onto her chest, I had her clean my cock of our mixed juices and then had her crawl inside to her kennel. I locked the door and then went and took a nap. When I woke up I left the bitch in her kennel and went across the lake to the truck and checked my voice mail. I had several calls but only two that interested me. One was from Tom who wanted me to call him back and let him know how things were progressing and the other was a confirmation of a favor I had asked. With that set I went back to the island. Trish was sitting up kneeling like I had taught her and whimpering. I asked her if she needed to go out and do her business to which she responded, "Yes Master, may I please?" I opened her door and watched from the porch as she squatted in the grass and peed. Once she was done she ran to the lake and jumped in to wash the pee from herself. She quickly ran back to the porch and kneeled at my feet, eyes turned up at me. I slapped my thigh, whistled and walked inside to make our dinner. Trish kneeled on the floor at my side, eating her crunchies while I ate a light dinner. When we were done I sat on the couch and had her curl up next to me while I read a book and fondled her ass, pussy and tits. When I was done reading, I put her on her hands and knees and slid my cock in her wet pussy, using the same techniques as before, thrusting hard but not fast. Rubbing her clit and pinching it hard at intervals. Giving her both pain and pleasure in equal doses. When she had come twice, I pulled out and sat back on the couch and watched as she licked and sucked my cock for her reward for being a good girl. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down hard on my cock as I came. After I had recovered again I told her to play with her breasts like I had taught her. I let her massage her tits for a while and then told her to lie on her back. I went and got a special harness. When I came back, I inserted and small but powerful vibrating egg in her pussy. Then buckled and locked the harness on her labia. This kept the egg from being removed. I turned on the remote and adjusted the egg to low power and sent her to her kennel for the night. I stayed up and every time she was about to fall asleep I turned it up, causing her to get to the brink of coming and then turning it down or off. I kept her on edge all night but never let her come. Day 4/10 I hadn't gotten any sleep but it was worth it. She was a wreck laying in her kennel her hips trying to fuck the air as I watched. I turned the egg off and released her from both the kennel and the harness, slipping the egg from her pussy. I sent her out on her morning rounds while I took a much needed hot shower. When I came back into the living area I heard a scratching at the door. My bitch was ready to come in. After breakfast we again went for a run, she did better this time and only fell once. After our run I washed her off with the hose, both to remove the dirt and to cool off her sweaty body. Then as I sat on the steps with her at my side I heard her begging for me to make her come, and to give her a treat. I decided that she had been good so I used my fingers to fuck her and stroke her clit. When she was about to come I pinched her nipple hard and rubbed her clit harder, making her come through the pain. I offered her my cock and she sucked it with no hesitation. Soon she was taking it into her mouth the whole way back with no help from me. She figured out the when she was about to gag if she swallowed that she could keep going and man, that felt good. We took a rest on the couch, well I did and she curled up next to me on the floor. After lunch, it was training time again. I took my pet out to the woodshed where I hooked her leash on the hook and positioned her on her hands and knees. I inspected her pussy and ass for hair and color, both of which were fine. Then I pulled a few things out of the cabinet on the wall. I lubed up her asshole, she kept looking over her shoulder, curious as to what I was doing. I took a slim nozzle and attached it to the hose for an enema bag. Filling the bag with warm soapy water, I slid the thin attachment into her back passage and opened the clamp, slowly filling her bowels. I rubbed her belly and clit as the cramps hit her, keeping her on the edge of orgasm. When the bag was empty I refilled it with one more quart and let that also drain into her. Her belly was distended and she was mewling in pain. I pulled the nozzle out and held my finger against her rose bud keeping her from letting the concoction out. After 10 minutes I stepped away and watched as her bowels exploded, shit and soapy water gushing from her hole. Once she was clear, I refilled the bag with water and mineral oil and filled her again. When the full two quarts were in I removed the nozzle and slipped a small butt plug in her ass. I got her to her feet and had her run in place for another ten minutes before expelling the enema. Once she was empty I lubed my finger and roughly penetrated her ass stretching her hole. Adding another finger, I opened her up more and then slid a new butt plug in, a special one. It was larger than the first one and had a bushy tail that curled up over her back. I told her to go run around the yard while I used the hose to clean up her mess and wash it into the woods. When I looked over at her I could see her prancing around chasing her ball in the grass, stopping to bark at it and then taking it in her mouth and tossing it up in the air. Calling her to me with a sharp whistle I told her what a good bitch she was and asked her if she wanted a treat. She kneeled before me and took my cock in her mouth to receive her treat. That night I decided that she was being such a good little bitch that she could sleep at the foot of my bed. It was also a test to see if she could be trusted yet. Well she failed on a grand scale. She decided that since she wasn't locked up and I was sleeping that she would take a hot shower. I woke as soon as she turned on the water. I jumped out of bed and grabbed her by the hair, pulled her out of the shower. I dragged her to the kennel, threw her in and slammed the door. I went back to bed. I wasn't too upset. I hadn't thought that she could be trusted quite yet but she would learn. Day 5/10 In the morning I once again clicked on her leash and took her out myself. After she had peed I pulled her tail out roughly and stood by as she shit. We then went to the lake and I kept a tight leash on her as she bathed. I stuffed her tail back in and then it was back to the cabin and into her kennel. I fed her crunchies and had my breakfast. I took her out of the kennel, walking her outside. I took a rolled up newspaper and telling her to stand still I proceeded to beat her ass. I had rolled the paper tight and the first stroke left a one inch wide welt across both cheeks. It was slightly raised and a wonderful pink color. I placed the second stroke at the base of her ass leaving another pink welt, the third was at the top of her thighs. My pet was whimpering and the tears were starting to flow as I continued to beat her ass. Changing the angle and location of each stroke. After 20 good swats I switched my attention to her tits, but used my hand to slap them. First the left then the right. She was crying, the tears running down her face and over her tits, making the slaps that much worse. Once her tits were red to match her ass I grabbed her clit between my fingers. I pinched and twisted it hard, amazingly it caused her to come. As her pussy convulsed I quickly started to finger fuck her and rub her clit. She was wetter than ever before and soon I was pumping two and then three fingers into her juicy cunt, rolling one orgasm into the next. I decided to give her a new feeling and curled my fingers around to hit her G spot. Soon her hips were bucking and she was coming again, her juices gushing from her hot pussy. Putting her on her hands and knees, I slid my cock into her hot hole and gave her a few strokes. Then I pulled her tail out and rammed my cock into her ass. My god was she tight! She screamed as I took her, I didn't slow down just kept fucking her hard. Her screaming went from a loud painful cry to a softer whimper to finally, after about five minutes, to a humming growl. The pain turned to pleasure and she started pushing back into me. I reached around and gave her clit a few strokes and then a long hard pinch. I could feel her start to come her ass got tighter and I had to drive in harder to keep up my pace. The jizm was starting to boil in my balls and my toes started to curl as it built. As she started her second ass induced orgasm I boiled over and shot spurt after spurt of come deep in her ass. I pulled out and shoved her tail back in. Getting up I took her leash and pulled her after me into the cabin and I locked her in her kennel while I went to take a shower followed by a nap. When I got up I released her from the kennel and had her kneel at my feet. When she was settled I asked her what she had done to get punished. She dropped her head and apologized for misbehaving and promised that it would never happen again. Her ass and tits were still red and her nipples were puffy. I fed her and myself and then watched as she cleaned up the cabin. Then took her out for her exercise. Once again choosing to throw the ball in the lake for her to fetch. Each time she got out she would shake the water from her body and tail. That afternoon while we were laying in the sun I had her go through the breast massage routine. After about fifteen minutes a small drop of white liquid appeared at the tip of her left nipple. She didn't notice at first, but soon both her breasts were leaking milk freely. Squirting into the air and coating both her tits. My pet started to freak out. I grabbed her by the collar and held her still while explaining that since she had refused to breast feed her child she now had a second chance to feel the joy of lactating. I had added a hormone to her food that caused this and in agreement with Tom she would keep lactating as long as he wanted her to. After dinner we went through the enema process again. Cleaning the shit and come from her ass. I reinserted her tail and sent her off to play while I cleaned up. When I came around the side of the cabin, there she was under a tree barking at a squirrel. I whistled for her and she came running across the yard following me into the cabin. I started a fire and sat back to read while she curled up next to me. I stroked her body, occasionally tweaking a nipple, rubbing her clit and from time to time tugged on her tail. Soon she was whimpering. Her slit glistened, showing how excited she was. I kept up the teasing until she was humping the air and then used my fingers to bring her off a few times. I offered her my cock to earn her treat, she wasted no time and was taking the whole thing into her mouth and throat. I held out for as long as I could before rewarding her. Day 6/10 After my pet had made her morning rounds, I introduced a new chore for her. I had ordered a breast pump from Amazon and then enhanced its power and suction. I had Trish get on her hands and knees, her swollen breasts hanging down. I wiped her nipples and areola with a cleansing wipe. The alcohol dried off and her nipples extended and became rock hard in the cool morning air. Flipping the switch on the battery operated pump, it came to life. One of the modifications I had made was to have two cups, so both breasts could be pumped at the same time. I attached the clear cups and watched as the suction extended one nipple drawing the milk and then the next. While the pump worked at emptying her breast I rubbed her cunt and pinched her clit, wanting her to associate the milking of her breasts with the pleasure of sex. Soon her newly lactating breasts were empty but I left the pump running while I brought her off. Getting behind her I slid my cock into her pussy slowly fucking her to another orgasm. I pulled out not ready to come myself and turned the pump off. I poured her milk in a bowl and had her drink it to replenish the vitamins that she had lost producing it. It wasn't much yet about four ounces. Licking a drop off my hand I was surprised it was so sweet. That afternoon I locked my pet in her kennel as I went to the landing to pick up her newest challenge. When I pulled up to the dock my good friend Samantha was waiting. Samantha and I had been friends for several years. She was the buyer for General Motors, my contact with the giant auto manufacturer. We had gone out to dinner after closing our first deal, had too much to drink and ended up spending that night and the next two days fucking in my hotel room. When we met the next time, we picked up where we had left off, but Sam had a surprise for me. After dinner and drinks we went to my room. She had me sit back to watch her preform a striptease. When she removed her skirt I saw a bit of fluff and as she turned her gorgeous ass to me I saw her tail. Sam had a fetish for behaving like a dog, including wearing a tail at all times. The butt plug being in place whenever she wasn't defecating or in her skimpy bathing suit. The summer before, I had brought her here to the cabin for a week and she was in heaven being able to prance around with one of her many tails in place. She had them made at a specialty shop in London. Her other fetish was anal sex. Something that my deceased wife and I had only tried a few times. She just wasn't comfortable with it and honestly with her it hadn't been that exciting for me, but with Sam it was a different story. She loved having a cock, finger, or toy in her ass. a few of her tails had built in vibrators and I had known her to turn one on during boring meetings and quietly get off while someone droned on about head light switches. Sam was very excited and very naked, with just her favorite tail in place. She asked me if it was okay if she left her clothing in her car for the next few days. She would much prefer to get into dog mode now and not have to wait until we were on the island. I gave her the okay and she dropped her small bag, my guess mostly containing tails and a few hygiene products, in the boat and got in herself, sitting on her haunches in the bow waiting for her ride. When we got to the island she hopped out and taking her bag in her mouth she scampered to the cabin. Once through the door, I heard a low growl from Sam she stalked up to the kennel and sniffed the air. She loudly barked once, followed by more growling, I slapped her on the ass and told her to hush. I introduced the two bitches when I let Trish out, Sam got right behind her and sniffed her ass and pussy. Trish returned the favor. I had planned this with Sam and knew that soon she would assert herself as the alpha female. I let the two of them outside and as Trish squatted to pee, Sam slammed into her, forcing her to the ground. Sam bit her hard in the right tit, and then when Trish was cowering on the ground, Sam raised her leg and peed on her. Trish tried to get away but Sam kept her pinned and bit her a few more times to show that she was in charge. Not wanting this to get out of hand, I turned the hose on the two of them soaking them down with the cold water. A Real Bitch Sam backed off and Trish was able to pee. I got the ball and took them both to the lake and let them play fetch for about an hour. That night I turned them both into the kennel and went to bed. Around 4 am I heard Sam howling and went to see what was up. Sam was squatted over Trish's face, her pussy riding her tongue as she came, I just smiled and went back to bed knowing that Sam had taken control. Day 7/10 The howling had kept up at intervals through the rest of the night and when I let them out at 8 they both did their morning business. I removed the tails and let them finish before sending them off to the shed to shave and have a enema. Sam did the duty on Trish and Trish did it for Sam, then they went to the lake to wash up before coming in to have their breakfast. I milked Trish as Sam watched. today I got about 10 ounces and when I filled the bowl for Trish to drink Sam pushed her out of the way and licked it all up. My cock was rock hard at this and I pulled Sam's tail out and replaced it with my dick. As soon as I had come I forced Trish's face into Sam's ass and had her suck and lick the come from it before replacing her tail. Then Sam forced Trish to the floor before straddling her face and letting Trish lick her come filled cunt. Sam buried her tongue into Trish as well and I got another erection watching my two pets play. I soon was ready and inserted my cock in Sam's tight pussy fucking us both to a intense orgasm. Trish sucked my cream pie from Sam's pussy getting her second treat for the day. The rest of the day continued along the same path with the dogs biting and licking at each other. From time to time I would fuck one or the other and then they would eat my come from which ever hole I had filled. By dinner time both dogs were asleep on a rug by the fire completely exhausted. I was fucked out as well and by dark I was ready for bed. Locking Trish in the kennel, I took Sam to my bed where she could sleep the night in peace. Day 8/10 I got up early and went to the landing to call Tom, we had a few more plans to confirm, then I returned to the Island. When I got back the dogs were done with their morning routine, clean and ready for a day of play. Trish was following Sam's lead and had gotten all the chores out of the way so the day could be spent in fun rather than being broken up by cooking and cleaning. Both were in full dog mode, playing with a ball in the grass. I let them exercise on their own while I relaxed in the sun. About an hour later I heard barking from the far side of the island and went to check it out. When I could see the dogs I was pissed. They had found a dead fish and had both rolled around in it. They stunk to high heaven! I clipped their leashes on and after smashing their noses in the fish I led them back to the cabin and chained each of them to a tree. I got my newspaper from the porch and went to Sam, she cowered, I knew this was her least favorite part of being a dog but she understood that she needed the discipline. I started on her ass, the first strike across both cheeks, I had rolled it tight and it hurt her more than she was expecting. I laid the second and third across the tops of her thighs one blow each. Then I alternated between her ass, thighs and breasts for a total of sixty. To end it, I tweaked both her nipples and clit. Trish had been watching and cowered away from me as I approached. I grabbed her collar and laid the swats on strong. Starting with her tits, which were leaking milk, and then switching to her ass and thighs for the final forty blows. Then it was to the lake where I shoved both of them in and tossed them the soap. I watched as they treaded water and washed each other. I was tempted to leave them chained to their trees for the rest of the day but decided that just the beating and not letting them come for the rest of the day would suffice. I chained them to the porch posts far enough away that they would not be able to get each other off, but close enough that they could share bowls for their lunch and water. I inserted their eggs in each cunt and put the locking harnesses on. For the rest of the afternoon I sat in my chair and read, adjusting the eggs so they were on the brink of orgasm. Each time one of them would try and touch herself the harness would keep her fingers away. By supper time they were both humping the air, hips thrusting at nothing. Sam's nipples were hard as rocks and she kept raising them to her lips and sucking and licking them trying to get herself off. Trish's breasts were leaking copious amounts of milk as she tried to find release. I turned the eggs off as I went in to eat, leaving the girls to rest for a bit. After supper I continued the torture, by first turning the eggs back on and then jerking off into their food dish. They started growling and snapping at each other as they tried to get more than their fair share. As the sun set I brought them inside and leaving the eggs on the lowest setting, I put then in separate smaller kennels. I kept them on edge until 11:00 pm and then shut off the eggs. They both quickly fell asleep in exhaustion. Once they were out, I went to the landing and picked up my newest visitor. Tom was waiting on the dock, his bag in hand. I tied off to the dock, jumped out of the boat and led us away from the shore. We started a fire and sat down to talk. I told him of the antics of the two dogs, we shared a few beers and laughed at how I had left them frustrated and exhausted. Tom and I went back to the island and very quietly entered the cabin. Day 9/10 I got up and released the dogs from their kennels removing the harnesses and eggs. Tom was already out and waiting to watch them as they rushed from the porch to pee. Later Tom told me that he had to pull out his cock and jerk off when he saw Trish squat in the grass and pee. Then when I pulled the tail from her ass and she shit with no embarrassment, he exploded. He also had a great view of the two bitches as they gave each other enemas and shaved their pussys and around their assholes. Once the tails were back in place they went to the lake and washed. I had set their bowls outside so he could watch them eat and then, under my close supervision they played with their balls in the yard. I sent them inside to do the chores and met Tom in the woods to go over the plan. We rested until lunch and then I took Trish's collar off and told her to sit. She sat perfectly and at my signal Tom walked in, a new collar and leash in his hand. Trish started to get up, but the snapping of my fingers got her to stay. Tom walked up to her and showed her the tag on the collar. "Trish property of Tom Wilson" He then put the collar on her neck and snapped the leash to it and with a tug took her outside where they spent the next two hours playing fetch. That evening I showed Tom how to discipline her with a newspaper and how much she liked to have her clit and breasts abused. Tom was in heaven as he fucked her in all her holes, his abuse and discipline was not as rough as I had been with her but he soon had the hang of it and she was responding well coming over and over. As I sat watching and giving him tips, Sam was at my side with my cock in her mouth most of the night. I had fingered her to many orgasms as well as fucking her ass five times. Each time keeping my come in her ass with her tail. When Tom could no longer get it up I pulled Sam's tail free and Tom got hard one more time as he watched Trish lick Sam's ass clean. He had Trish suck his cock until he came and then had her spit it into Sam's mouth. Day 10/10 After watching the pets go through their morning routine, Tom and I helped them pack up and we headed our separate ways. I followed Sam back to Chicago, where we spent three more days playing dog at a special hotel for men with pets before I headed back home with a promise that she come visit in two weeks. She really wanted to see how Trish was dealing with life as a pet in the real world. When I got home I had a call from Tom letting me know that so far so good. Trish was refusing to remove her tail for anything other than to shit, have her enema and anal sex. He had ordered a few more so that she could wear them under her clothes when going out, but she still prefers the big fluffy one. He had even caught her in the yard doing her business a few times and had to punish her for it once when she did it where the gardener could see her. Tom had explained to Sara what was going on, well at least most of it while they had been skiing. He had a hard time explaining to her that Uncle Jess was turning her mom into a dog but she was willing to go along with it. Tom had dismissed all the overnight staff and just had a cleaning crew in during the day to keep up the house. Within a few days however Trish was doing all the house work herself so Tom let them go as well. Two weeks later, I had them over for dinner, Trish came in the door and stripped naked, wagging her tail in greeting. Tom looked at me and said "Jess, I don't know how to thank you. Trish is the perfect pet in most every way."