5 comments/ 45529 views/ 8 favorites The Death of Innocence Ch. 01 By: Kodasa TINY disclaimer before you read: The story is 100% fiction, any likeness's to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental, all involved characters are 18 years of age or above. The story deals with Major non consent, forced Bisexual-ism (of sorts) forced pet play (dog) and minor bondage (in this issue at least hehe) If you cannot handle it, then do not comment and tell me how strange I am or whatever, just politely STFU and leave the page, nobody is FORCING you to read it. On that lovely little legal note: This piece of writing it 100% Mine, original and owned by me, you must and I mean MUST ask my permission before using or editing it in any way. * Laura crawled slowly through the bush track that led though her favorite park, it could not be called a track insofar as it was a paved path that led in a relatively straight line through a wooded area and was lined with low shrubs. The shade from the canopy above kept the pavement cool and it sent shivers screaming through her entire body, emanating from her palms and smooth bare knees, a cool breeze flitted by, denoted only by a quiet whisper in the trees, the cool air's caress caused her exposed nipples to stiffen and her entire body to shudder. She began to whimper like a dog, she had tried to speak only the day before and her pale, exposed back bore a single, bright welt, all it had taken, one powerful swing of her Mistress's whip and she had stopped trying to speak, she couldn't stand the pain, she was in fact fragile, a relatively good girl, even though she was eighteen years of age she had never had sex with a boy, nor even masturbated, she had been raised to believe masturbation was well and truly a sin and she certainly was not supposed to have sex before marriage, she was also completely straight, she had never even considered the possibility of being sexual with a woman, so her current situation, which had been thrust so violently and immediately upon her, felt very alien to her. The blonde girl kept her head hung low, her long hair helped to hide her face from passers by, but it could not hide the spotted trail left on the pavement by the tears that were constantly streaming down her smooth cheeks. Her cheeks felt extremely hot, and were flushed a bright red with embarrassment at her current state of nakedness. She continued to whimper, her pitch and volume increasing as she heard the foot steps approaching, she wanted to call out, so desperately to cry for help, but her Mistress had made sure that Laura witnessed the placing of her riding crop in her sleeve, so it would always be there while they walked. Instead of crying out Laura shrunk back, her pace slowed and she tried to pull to the side of the path away from the passer by and shrink down against the ground, to make herself as small as possible in the hopes her naked form would not be noticed. Laura couldn't help but cough violently as her collar jerked her head forward when her Mistress gave the leash a powerful tug, she lurched forward and whined quietly as she felt her knees and palms graze lightly, only irritating scratches really but to walk on them constantly hurt a lot which drew more tears from her. For a second she could have sworn the passer by was staring directly at her, she almost thought he would say something, but then he just kept walking, she did not actually know if he had looked at her for her eyes were still turned firmly to the ground. The Mistress led her out of the park not long after and into the suburban sprawl of Densington city, she had grown up in these suburbs, she knew the streets like the back of her hand and yet, crawling through them on all fours, they felt so weird to her, like she didn't even belong in the very place she had spent 18 years of life, her Mistress made a small sound, something akin to clicking the tongue and Laura turned her head to look up, she had learned within the first few minutes that this meant look, Her cool blue eyes met the piercing green stare of her Mistress, she couldn't help but wince, her Mistress pointed to a house only a few steps down the road, Laura virtually screamed when she realized it was her parents house, she was so embarrassed already, was her Mistress really so cruel as to taunt her parents like that, to taunt HER like that? It certainly seemed that way, her Mistress just gave her a stern look and tapped her foot impatiently. Laura took the hint and began to crawl once more, the tears flowing more steadily down her face than they had since she had been captured only the day before. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, her throat ached from all the sobbing. Her eyes lifted hopefully as she passed her house, hoping her father would come rushing out to overpower her Mistress, something, anything to save her from this captivity she had been forced into. Laura could see her family in the window, watching her with tears in their eyes, Laura's almost twin sister Rebecca turned away but reached out for the glass reassuringly, pressing her palm to the window. She couldn't bear to see her younger sister treated in such a fashion, Laura's mother turned also and pressed her face into her husbands chest, clearly heaving with violent sobs, Laura almost thought she could hear her mother wailing. Her father remained stoic, however the tears were evident in his eyes, the sadness clear across his face as he saw his daughter being paraded about like a common dog right in front of the family. Her Mistress even had the nerve to give the family a cheery smile and wave at them. The sighting of her family, the walk past her house, to Laura it seemed to stretch on forever, like long staircase that just never had an end, but it was in reality only a few steps before she lost sight of the family behind a large "For Sale" sign in the front lawn. Laura's Mistress made her endure her hell for what felt like forever, however half an hour later they walked into the fenced off front yard of her Mistress's house. As much as Laura hated her Mistress, she was somewhat relieved to see the place in which she was held captive, her grazed hands and knees had begun to sting severely. The small suburban house, which was only several blocks away from her parents house, was made with a weatherboard outside, the house was a dark color and it made the house look somewhat imposing upon the poor girl on her hands and knees at the door, the door itself was a heavy oak door set into a recessed frame in the front of the house. Laura began to whimper quietly again, her body still wretching with the occasional sob and splutter even though her tears had dried up almost fifteen minutes ago. Her Mistress glared down at her with a somewhat disappointed look and clicked her tongue, as soon as Laura turned her face up and saw the look her whimpering ceased and she fell almost completely silent, although she could not hide the sobs in her breath which was erratic and patchy. As soon as they were in the door Laura was led across the soft red carpet of the entrance way and into the living room, where she was pointed into her dog bed. Her Mistress removed her leather collar, she began to whine, well aware of what was coming next. Sure enough her Mistress lifted the heavy metal collar, which was much larger than her leather collar and attached to the wall by a thick chain. This made it very difficult for her to breathe unless she lay perfectly still on her side, this was the point of the collar she supposed, either way she still hated it. As her Mistress wrapped the cold metal about her slim neck the volume of her whining increased. She felt the collar strap on tightly and instantly began to wriggle as she had trouble breathing, her Mistress released her as soon as the lock had clicked shut and she fell to the bed, whimpering quietly now as she lay semi curled up in her bed and began to try to relax, given her situation it was of course futile, so she settled on fingering at the cold metal collar, her mind soon drifting off to a memory of the day before as her Mistress left her alone for awhile... The sun was shining nice and high, there were very few clouds in the sky and it was a wonderful afternoon, Laura had been walking back home with her sister Rebecca, they both still lived with their parents, despite being old enough to move out they simply enjoyed the cheap board and the commute to college was only a few blocks into the edge of the city its self anyways. The two sisters had always gotten on well, in fact, they were almost like twins except that Laura had long blonde hair and Rebecca had slightly shorter raven black hair, both girls had cool blue eyes that sparkled when they looked at one another, they were all but inseparable and even at the worst of times, they had always been there for one another. Laura was distracted however as her friends came racing up to her, from behind and very nearly tackled her over, she squeaked and couldn't help but giggle at their antics, soon she was caught up in a conversation with them and wound up telling Rebecca she was going to the park with her friends to sit and talk and such, and would be home shortly. Rebbecca, the older of the pair, simply gave her a knowing smile and a small nod before continuing home. Laura was soon sitting on the swings in the park with her friends having a wonderful conversation about just about anything, studies were mentioned, cute boys in the classes were giggled about, the trio really did seem much younger than they were, before any of the girls knew it dusk was upon them and it was beginning to get dark, the sunlight reflected beautifully off the windows of the high rise buildings that lay off in the distance and made up the center of the sprawling metropolis known as Densington. Her friends said their goodbyes and took off together, they had a double date tonight and they did not want to be late. Laura decided to take a round about path home and began to follow the long looping pathway that led past the pond. She stopped briefly as she caught her shimmering reflection on the gently rippling surface of the pond. She couldn't help but feel almost ashamed of how she looked, although in reality she certainly had nothing to be ashamed of. Her long blonde hair hung lightly about her shoulders and framed her face in a very cute fashion, her face itself was soft and caring, filled with compassion and a sort of youthful innocence that she had never fully lost. Her breasts were not huge, she liked her breasts all the same, she felt 28C was a modest size and she did not like to draw sexual attention to herself anyway. A result of this desire to remain unnoticed was her brown high necked sweater which was not at all flattering of her beauty but she chose to wear it as she liked to hide her beauty away. She wore a long skirt that was slightly more raunchy, for her at least, the skirt ended just above her knees, she felt like a slut when she wore it even though she knew she wasn't, and so to compensate she had long black stockings on that ended at her thighs, and finally, she had a pair of black sneakers on, nothing special by any means. Laura turned away from her own reflection and continued to walk home, she had no time to notice the shadowy figure stalking along behind her, she didn't notice as they slipped a fence and then jumped several properties to get in front of her, it was not until she rounded the final bend onto her street, only a few meters from home that she became aware of her attacker, she barely saw anything at all, she thought she caught a glimpse of shining red hair in the twilight, she felt a blunt pain shoving at the back of her head all of a sudden but then everything went hazy, and she had no memory of what happened after, until the point where she awoke, naked and bound in what looked like a basement, the bruise on her head aching. Soon a tanned, red haired woman with cold, heartless green eyes had all but burst into the cellar and begun addressing her. The woman's voice was sultry, smooth, and had the faintest hint of a Latino accent that seemed to roll off from certain words. She had been told she would now be serving the woman, and she would call the woman Mistress, she had then been told not to speak and had swiftly been taught a lesson when she did try to voice that it was an illogical statement "call me Mistress but do not speak" made very little sense to her. One large welt across her back and the fragile girl had broken down, sobbing with horror as she realized this woman was serious about keeping her, she was left alone in the basement after that and she began to will herself to wake up from an awfully vivid nightmare, no reprieve came however. The Death of Innocence Ch. 02 **TINY disclaimer before you read:** The story is 100% fiction, any likeness's to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental, all involved characters are 18 years of age or above. The story deals with Major non-consent, forced Bisexualism (of sorts) forced pet play (dog) and forced bondage. If you cannot handle it, then do not comment and tell me how strange I am or whatever, just politely STFU and leave the page, nobody is **FORCING** you to read it. **On that lovely little legal note:** This piece of writing it 100% Mine, original and owned by me, you must and I mean **MUST** ask my permission before using or editing it in any way. * A clattering sound from the room next to hers startled Laura from her flashback, she thought she could hear her Mistress in the kitchen, it seemed that the noises were not clattering but preparation. As L:aura thought of food, her stomach began to growl, she was so very hungry and she had not been fed once since she had been taken the night before, and even then she had not eaten since lunch time that day, she felt her slender right hand creep slowly to the heavy metal collar around her neck, she fingered at it, stroked it, she tried to find a way to unlock it, to free herself and escape, she soon lay still in the dog bed however, a single tear rolling down her smooth cheek. *"OH IT'S HOPELESS!"* She screamed inside her head. *"I will never get free..."* she had begun to cry with increased distress now as her situation well and truly hit home, she would not be free again, she would not be able to return to her family, she strongly doubted she would ever see them again. She would be forced to suffer through anything this red haired devil she was made to call Mistress decided to put her through. Laura was startled once more as she heard the soft shuffle of high heeled boots on carpet, soon a shadow stood over her, she glanced up and whimpered quietly at her Mistress who stood over her with a dog bowl in one hand and her riding crop in the other. Laura couldn't help but recoil as the stench emanating from the bowl hit her nose, her Mistress knelt beside her and placed the bowl next to her bed, Laura lifted her head to peek over the rim of her bed and then buried her face in her blanket and began to sob violently. Her actions were met with a swift reaction however, a loud crack bounced off the walls and rang in her ears, she jolted violently and squealed, the crop had caught her square across the hip, the point of impact began to sting and then burn almost immediately, she lifted her head, tears streaming down her face as she pulled on the collar and chain, she had just enough slack in the chain that she could get her head to the bowl, though in doing so it pulled tightly at her throat meaning she would have to take a bite, sit back and chew, then move in for another mouthful. In the bowl placed before her Laura saw what looked like meat, or an excuse for meat, it smelt disgusting and was covered in a weird jelly like substance that was slightly orange of color, then the smell assaulted her olfactory senses again and she realized. It was DOG food, she was expected to eat dog food, for real dogs... She took a small glance up at the imposing figure of her Mistress, the woman's deep red hair seemed to shimmer in the light, her dark green eyes offered no sympathy, only a cold, hard stare that showed she expected to be obeyed. Hesitantly Laura leaned down and took her first mouthful, the meat had an odd texture in her mouth. It felt like raw mince almost, she began to gag almost immediately, the taste was disgusting. So with tears in her eyes and all over her face she was forced to eat, bite by horrid bite she worked her way through the entire bowlful of dog meat, however she was retching violently at the end, gagging as well and looking all of about two seconds from throwing up, her face had gone green in color and her tears had well and truly soaked her blanket. "Hold it in you little mutt or I will make you lick up your vomit also." Mistress's steely voice cut through laura's gagging and retching, it took every ounce of her strength and willpower just to hold her vomit down, she could taste the bile in her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, how much she willed it to go away, the taste of the meat just would not leave laura's mouth, She gave her Mistress a pleading stare, hoping for water, something, anything, her diaphragm still wretched but for the most part she was bringing her body under control, her stomach churned and she began to whimper quietly, her sobs returning soon after. "Off to sleep with you mutt, you have a big day tomorrow!" Laura's Mistress exclaimed happily before petting her head gently and lifting the bowl, she removed herself from the room soon after, flipping the lights off and leaving Laura alone in the dark. Laura could not help but shudder violently at the idea of her 'big day'. Her small fingers reached up to grasp at the thick metal collar that enclosed her pale neck uncomfortably, she whimpered as she tried to calm down until finally the dark embrace of a restless, dreamless sleep finally claimed her. When Laura awoke she heard voices coming from the hall outside, one sounded male, he also seemed to possess a Latino accent, though his was thicker than the red haired woman's. As if to confirm her thought train, the door opened and Laura gazed up as a man wearing a plain grey delivery company uniform wandered into the room, Laura's Mistress followed him in with a briefcase in one hand, a grin on her face, her tongue ran across her lips and her hair looked ruffled. The man knelt beside Laura and she got a good look at him, she could see that the delivery uniform hugged his burly chest and arms, he did not look like a body builder, but he certainly looked very strong. His deep brown eyes took in Laura's naked body, she instantly blushed and tried to cover herself up by curling up in the bed, she whimpered and whined as she felt his hands on her bare back, they were soft, Laura was so ashamed, yet something was soothing about his touch and she could not understand why. "Maria she is perfect! Alexis is going to love you for this. Oh silly me I forgot to bring my bag with me, one second, I will just go get it from the van" The man stood and swiftly headed outside, Laura glanced up at her Mistress, she wasn't crying anymore, but she could not hide the terror in her eyes, her Mistress simply giggled at her and winked. "Come now, you did not think I would keep you did you? I am merely a seeker for Alexis, Sweetie you will meet her soon, not to fear, she is a lovely woman, she has been hungering to meet you ever since I sent her a picture of you" Laura opened her mouth as if to speak then thought better of it, right at that second the man in the uniform returned with a large black duffel bag, Laura's eyes flew wide open as he began to slide the zipper, to her it seemed to take several minutes for him to slide it open, soon however he lifted a thick black rubber ball with a strap on each side and smiled at Laura. "Open wide and say AHHHH!" He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Laura jammed her jaws shut and shook her head, whimpering through her clenched lips. For a few brief seconds there was silence, and then as if from nowhere there came a thunderous explosion of sound, it echoed within the walls. Laura opened her mouth very wide, screaming in agony as the crop impacted across her exposed back, she thrashed violently until the collar choked her and forced her to remain still, a loud wail began to escape her and was swiftly muffled as the rubber ball was shoved in her mouth, it was slightly bigger than her jaws and due to it being forced in her jaws began to burn with ache almost immediately. The tears were streaming down Laura's face at this point, her back felt like it was on fire, and she thought she could feel blood trickling from the point of impact, she had begun to shake once more, shaking in a mixture of fear and pain. She had been forbidden to use her mouth, yet the reality of her vulnerability never hit her until she felt that ball gag silencing her. "Hurry it up Antoine, I do not want to have to whip her anymore before Alexis gets her, I wouldn't want to ruin that pretty flesh of hers, Alexis will do plenty of that herself." Maria murmured to the delivery man, Antoine simply nodded and pulled a blindfold from his bag. The gentle touch of his thumbs rubbing the tears from her cheek caused Laura to blush, through it all she still could not escape the fact that no man had ever seen her naked, and until a day ago, neither had any woman. Laura looked up with a hopeful stare, hoping Antoine would take pity on her but it was futile, he pressed the blindfold over her eyes and her world faded to black, now all she could do was try to hear the pair, she heard nothing but the slight scuffling of shoes on carpet. Antoine grasped a long length of rope from his bag and glanced up at Maria with a small grin. "This is my favorite part... Trussing them up for Alexis, she always loves to see what position I will give them to her in, for this one, she does not look very bendy..." Antoine began to ponder what position to put her in before he snapped his fingers and began to pull at Laura's violently shivering body. "Maria unchain her from that collar would you please." Maria complied and Laura felt as if a weight had been lifted from her, which in truth it had, the collar was not light. Antoine lifted her from the dog bed and stood her up, she stood shakily and Maria supported her while Antoine went to work. Antoine gripped Laura's wrists and pulled them together above her head, he heard her muffled whimpers of protest escaping, but she was complying physically, even though he could tell the girl was terrified and weak in the knees. He then pulled the rope tightly about both of her wrists, binding them firmly, he then stood behind her and pulled the rope down, so that her wrists were pulled behind her head, then further down, the gagged wails grew louder and louder as he tugged her wrists further down until her upper arms rested beside her ears and her elbows poked up like bunny ears. Antoine then smiled gleefully and fed the rope between her legs, she felt the rough cord pressing against her tight little anus, felt it rubbing through her delicate little labia, she began to struggle lightly and Maria gave her shoulder a gentle tap with the crop which caused Laura to fall still almost immediately. She was forced back into a seated position with her legs stretched out in front of her, the rope was then wrapped about her knees and pulled taught, before the end of it was fed between and around her ankles, binding them tightly. Laura's muscles began to ache in her arms, she could feel the burning in her upper arms, her shoulders hurt also, She tried to relax her arms, and bend her legs, then was horrified to discover that she could do no such thing, the rope around her knees forced her legs to remain straight out in front of her and offered absolutely no slack. The movement of her arms caused the cord to pull tighter against her small virgin vagina, she wailed into the gag as it began to grow unpleasant. When he was finished Antoine stood from his current masterpiece and smirked at Maria. "Thank you for this one, Alexis is going to pay up well, I trust the amount in the briefcase is enough, but Alexis is likely going to send you a large bonus for this mutt." "I should hope so, and please do stop by more often Antoine, not just on business, you know I enjoy your visits..." Antoine nodded and smiled, then closed his bag and glanced up at Maria again before hoisting Laura up over his shoulder, Laura was sobbing loudly into the gag, but her tears did not escape her blindfold or help to make it less opaque. She felt the cool morning air envelope her as she was carried from the house and then she felt a fabric beneath her ass as she was placed into Antoine's van. He chuckled and climbed into the driver's seat after shutting the door on Laura's side of the van, then waved to Maria and backed out into the road and drove off into the sprawling streets towards the metropolis that was the city region of Densington. To Laura it felt like they had been driving for hours, and they had, driving in round about circles and path ways, all part of a plan to confuse Laura, for all she knew she could have been out of state by now, Antoine had some music playing loudly, a Band she did not recognize, but it kept her from hearing the city outside of her van, she resigned to remaining as still as she could, every little movement was still pulling at her binds, causing her pain to worsen. Finally the van came to a halt and Laura heard the door open, she could hear the sounds of a city now, but she could not make out anything beyond the sounds of cars and horns. She could have been anywhere by now. Laura heard the quiet hiss of a door sliding closed and felt the air pressure change as she realized she had been carried inside a building of some sort, she felt her stomach drop slightly, that feeling one experienced when in an elevator, it lasted almost a minute, she realized she was going to be taken somewhere high, she only hoped she would still be inside. The elevator dinged as it reached the desired floor, and then the doors hissed open, Antoine carried her through a set of wooden doors and placed her in an office of sorts. Laura felt cool leather beneath her bum as she was placed down. She wiggled as the chills sent shivers up her spine and immediately regretted it, she whimpered into the rubber ball and sniffled, but it was no good, she did not know that she was alone in the office, Antoine had already turned and left. Laura felt a cool blast from the air conditioning caress her exposed nipples and began to cry, silently this time, the pain had become something of a constant ache, but she could feel her body numbing to it. She cried not because of pain however, but because of shame, she realized how she was to be treated, what had already been done to her, and she feared what was to be done to her. Laura wailed in vain one final time and fell silent, resigned to waiting for this mysterious Alexis woman to arrive. ((And that concludes Part two, if you want part three, then give me a few days to type it out, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!)) The Death of Innocence Ch. 03 **TINY disclaimer before you read:** The story is 100% fiction, any likeness's to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental, all involved characters are 18 years of age or above. The story deals with Major non-consent, forced Bisexualism (of sorts) forced pet play (dog) and minor bondage. If you cannot handle it, then do not comment and tell me how strange I am or whatever, just politely STFU and leave the page, nobody is **FORCING** you to read it. **On that lovely little legal note:** This piece of writing it 100% Mine, original and owned by me, you must and I mean **MUST** ask my permission before using or editing it in any way. * Laura was awoken suddenly, perhaps awoken was the wrong word, she had not exactly been sleeping, she had been deep in thought and the sound of the handle turning in the pair of wooden doors penetrated her thoughts and startled her into reality. She began to wriggle slightly, she had been sitting on the couch for over two hours now, it felt like her arms were on fire, and they had been bound for far too long. She could hear a soul moving about in the room, she began to whimper into the thick rubber ball in her mouth, her head twisting left and right, she stopped suddenly as she felt a cool hand on her back, the touch did nothing to convey soothing however, it felt impersonal, cold and heartless, as if to confirm her theory the hand drew back and then swung at her, impacting across her back with the loud crack, she let a small yelp slip and jolted forward, immediately feeling regret at the action. Laura resigned to do her best to sit still and silent, she felt the hand moving around her, as it was joined by another, a shred of hope blossomed inside of her when she felt the straps of the gag loosen; she let out a loud whine as her jaw closed for the first time in hours, the pain of it being able to move almost as bad as the pain of it being open. She flexed her jaw a few times and then felt the hands shifting over the strap of her blindfold, she remembered it being a good day when she has woken up, so she clenched her eyes shut preparing to be blasted with light, she felt the blindfold lift and hesitantly opened her left eye, pleasantly surprised to find the office was dim, the windows tinted. Laura tried to turn her head to see the person touching her, but before she could she let out a loud howl as the rope connecting her arms to her legs was severed and her muscles screamed in agony as her arms shifted back to a position that didn't hurt. The pain was so intense, it lasted for almost ten minutes, she lay there on the leather couch, shedding tears and whimpering with pain, when the pain had finally subsided Laura had sat up again, trying to turn, she had not noticed but while she was crying her leg binds had been severed. "Oh me oh my... you ARE a beautiful one." The voice stunned her, it was female, soft and sultry with a slight hint of a southern accent, the woman reached down and gripped Laura's shoulders and turned her on the couch, for the first time Laura could see the woman and what she saw was something that she found oddly beautiful. "I am Alexis, I already know who you are Laura, you're going to be the best dog I have ever had." Alexis seemed excited, but really she was putting on a show for the girl; even as she was speaking she was already racing through ideas in her mind, she knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it. Laura risked a glance up to take in the sights of Alexis, the woman stood at about 5' 10" and had a lush head of brunette hair that hung down to her mid back, a pair of hazel eyes that seemed deep and accusing, Laura felt as though they stared at her and pierced her soul. Alexis' bust was eye catching to say the least, Laura guessed Alexis was almost certainly a D cup if not DD. her legs were exposed by the short skirt she was wearing, they were smooth and attractive, her white business blouse wrapped about her torso, the buttons were popping around her bust. "It's time laura, it's time to make you mine, your name is no longer laura, You will respond to the name biscuit from now on. Any freedom you thought you had is a lie, you belong to me and there is nowhere you can run where I will not find you. I own this city biscuit, and I own you..." Alexis' voice trailed off as she smiled, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and pure sadistic passion. "Right now biscuit I need to get you all dressed up and presented ready for the meeting, cannot have you looking scummy after all." Alexis gripped biscuit and lifted her off the couch, cradling her as she carried her into an en suite attached to the office, she placed biscuit in the bath on her hands and knees and attached a small hose to the tap. Biscuit squealed and jolted as the ice cold water hit her, she had hoped for a nice bath but clearly that was not going to be the case, she closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself somewhere else as Alexis lathered her up in soap, cleaning her completely and not hesitating to touch her sexually in the process. Alexis then pulled a large brush with rough bristles from beside the bath and began to scrub biscuit, who wailed and whined as the tool scrubbed her, tears mixing with the water on her face as it scrubbed across her sensual areas causing her to almost collapse with discomfort. The bath ordeal lasted for about ten minutes, then biscuit was hosed off with more ice cold water and dried with a towel that felt akin to sandpaper, when she was done Alexis carried biscuit back into the office area and sat down in her large chair, she placed biscuit across her lap and tilted her head back. From a drawer in her desk Alexis lifted a collar that seemed akin to the thick metal monster biscuit had been forced into back at Maria's house, across the front of the collar the name biscuit was engraved and clearly visible. This led biscuit to believe that Alexis had been planning for some time. As if to confirm the dog girls' suspicions the collar fit her neck perfectly, it felt tight and uncomfortable, but again she assumed that was how it was planned to be. Alexis then shifted the girl about in her lap and pushed her a bit so that her head was down near the floor and her spread legs rested on Alexis' lap, she then drew a large black butt plug from the drawer beside her, the butt plug was conical in shape, with a rounded tip, it grew to almost two inches thick as it neared the thin handle, the point her ass would close around. From the end of the handle a thick, bushy tail protruded this was clearly a tool for dehumanizing the dog. Biscuit closed her eyes and prepared for the worst as she felt the thick tip of the toy being pressed to her tight virgin anus, she had noted that Alexis did not even bother to use lubricant on the toy. Her lips parted and she howled in pain as the toy pressed its way into her ass, spreading her sphincter with force. She tried desperately to relax her muscles but they clenched involuntarily which only made it hurt more. Tears streamed down her face as her tight ass finally closed around the handle and she was hit with a large feeling of fullness, like she suddenly was not hungry, she whined as Alexis adjusted the tail to sit right and then pushed the girl down to the floor. "It's almost time for the meeting mutt." Alexis pointed to an anklet attached to a chain. "Go and lock that around your right ankle, its ok you only need to close it and it will lock, do so now." Biscuit looked across at the chain and realized she had no choice but to comply, so, wincing with every movement of her legs she crawled across to the chain and fit the anklet around her right ankle. biscuit felt the metal click closed around her slim ankle and whimpered loudly as she felt the last vestiges of freedom, the last hope of her ever being free slipping from her, she had learned now she was just an animal, not even a human, she lay there on the floor and lost herself in thought, dreaming of revenge. Soon she was brought back into reality by the sound of voices, she thought she recognized them but she could make no sense of what they were saying. The voices became clearer as they approached the door and she began to shake her head, biting her lip as tears welled up in her eyes again. At that moment her mother and father walked through the double doors, holding one another comfortingly as Alexis pointed them to the couch, behind them, looking more angry than worried, was Rebecca. She sat down beside her parents and cast a sympathetic look at biscuit as Alexis simply smiled and declared the meeting to be in progress. "I have called you here today to inform you that I am willing to help you." "You could start by giving our daughter back!" Laura's father yelled accusingly. "Now now." Alexis was shaking her head. "keep up that tone and I won't pay you at all. I felt a slight pang of regret in taking your daughter from you so suddenly, but I wanted to make it up to you, it does of course come at a price." Alexis was smiling like a viper, she knew exactly what she was setting up to, but she had to try hard to disguise her sense of self entitlement. "I am offering you three million dollars and a villa in the country outside of the city where you and your wife can live peacefully for the rest of your lives." "You forgot me." Rebecca muttered. "I will be living with them too." Alexis' smile grew as she shook her head. "You see dear, that is the price, you and your sister whom I already have, for your parents' comfort. If you do not accept, you will be evicted from your house and tossed from my city with no money at all. Do you accept? three million dollars for your other daughter." Rebecca looked stunned, her mouth hanging open as her mother and father looked at one another and then at her, she could do nothing but blink in stunned silence. "We don't want to give up our daughter... we can't give her up..." her mother murmured hesitantly, clearly taken aback by the offer. Rebecca cast her eyes over the faces of her parents and shook her head. "Mom, Dad... let me go, take the money and the house and let me go... be happy, I will be OK, and I can look after Lau-" she was cut off mid-sentence by Alexis. "Laura does not exist anymore." Rebecca turned to look at her sister and called out to her. "Laura? Laura it's going to be OK..." biscuit did not even look at her. "try calling her biscuit." Alexis interjected. Rebecca began to stammer awkwardly. "B-b-biscuit? can you hear me biscuit? it's going to be OK..." it was then that biscuit turned her head to gaze at her sister, the playful innocence was gone from her eyes now, replaced by the dull gloom of acceptance. Rebecca felt a tear trickling down her cheek as she turned to Alexis. "TAKE ME! but leave my parents alone afterwards, they have suffered enough!" Rebecca's mother was crying now, she pressed her face into her husbands' chest and sobbed while Rebecca's father did his best to look stoic, he cast a concerned eye on his daughter who had just screamed at Alexis. "Becca... we love you... always... and Laura too..." Rebecca cut him off, her tone angry and commanding now. "Take the money Dad, take the money and leave, get out of here and don't ever look back at this twisted city again. Do not remain to be prey for Alexis, just go!" Her father could see the tears welling up in her eyes and simply nodded and turned in his seat to face Alexis. "It seems our daughter has decided for us, we will take your offer, but only on the grounds that we will never have to see you again." Alexis nodded in agreement and pulled forth a briefcase which she opened to reveal one hundred thousand dollars in one hundred dollar bills. "This is one hundred thousand dollars, take the briefcase and pack what little you have and go wherever you choose, the remaining two million nine hundred thousand will be wired into your account momentarily, you may go now." Her piercing hazel eyes turned upon Rebecca. "But you are to go nowhere, I have plans for you." Rebecca gulped as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat, her parents placed a soft kiss on her cheek, crying as they knew they would never see their daughters again. Alexis was leaning back in her chair with a smug grin on her face and biscuit was pressed to the floor, shivering and blinking, completely blown away by what had just taken place in front of her. * (That concludes part three. That Alexis... such a slimy business woman. This part of the story is not overly sexual I know, but it is 100 percent relevant. Not only have I included far more dialogue than I normally do, I have also explained a few things I like to think, filled in some holes and set up the basis for a story about Rebecca which will come after I bring this story to an end.) The Death of Innocence Ch. 04 **TINY disclaimer before you read:** The story is 100% fiction, any likeness's to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental, all involved characters are 18 years of age or above. The story deals with Major non-consent, forced Bisexualism (of sorts) forced pet play (dog) and minor bondage. If you cannot handle it, then do not comment and tell me how strange I am or whatever, just politely STFU and leave the page, nobody is **FORCING** you to read it. **On that lovely little legal note:** This piece of writing it 100% Mine, original and owned by me, you must and I mean **MUST** ask my permission before using or editing it in any way. * Biscuit lay curled up in her corner, whimpering quietly as she struggled to stop the tears that were flowing down her face. She was in complete disbelief of what had just happened; Her sister, had just sold herself to this cruel woman Alexis to try to help her parents... She glanced up at her sister and whined sympathetically, a sad look crossing her face. "Now that I have the both of you in my possession I think it's time to decide if you will suffer the same fate as your former sister Laura or if I will find a different use for you." Alexis had taken to pacing around Rebecca, sizing her up, which did nothing but made Rebecca nervous. "Take the clothing off." The order was short and sharp, Rebecca blushed bright red and her hands slowly shifted to the buttons of her shirt, slowly she unbuttoned it and let it slip open, a small sigh escaping her as she did so. Rebecca shifted her shoulders and shucked the white blouse she had been wearing, as it fluttered to the floor her hands were already reaching for her skirt waistband, with a gentle push she dropped the skirt to the floor and stepped from it, standing now in her simple black cotton panties and black bra. "All of it girl, Underwear too." Again Alexis was curt, she was somewhat pleased to see Rebecca listening to her however. "O-o-ok...' Rebecca stammered as her hands began to shake, the red blush in her cheeks only deepening as she awkwardly fumbled with her bra clasp behind her back, finally she pulled the garment off which allowed her creamy 32D breasts to hang free She shivered slightly as the cold air went to work on the freshly exposed nipples, stiffening the rubbery teats almost immediately. Rebecca struggled to swallow the nervous lump in her throat as she dropped her panties to the floor and kicked them into the pile with her clothing. With the fullness of her body on show to her younger sister and her new owner she shuddered and did her best to hold still as Alexis continued to simply pace around her, making small sounds of thought as she did so. "Stand up straight." She suddenly ordered, Rebecca was caught off guard but did her best to stand up straight, her gorgeous body moving fluidly as she straightened and held still. "I see I see.." Alexis muttered, obviously in thought. "P-please, you can do whatever you want to me but please don't hurt Laura..." Rebecca blurted out as her eyes met biscuits. "Laura isn't with us anymore." Alexis muttered, it sounded as if she was trying to say Laura was dead. "Yes she is! she's right over there!" Rebecca was becoming distressed and losing her usually impenetrable cool, she pointed over at biscuit in the corner and immediately regretted her decision. There was a single loud crack that echoed like a gunshot around the large office, biscuits eyes flew wide and she cowered into the corner, shivering and whining loudly with fear, she knew the unmistakable sound of the riding crop hitting bare flesh when she heard it, she felt a faint stinging in her own back. Rebecca flinched and stumbled forward, tears coming to her dark brown eyes as she gasped for air. The crop had hit her square in middle of her shoulder blades and already a large red welt was forming and she was struggling to regain her composure as the crop hit her a second time, catching her on the left ass cheek. As Rebecca stumbled forward again Alexis grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked it back, forcing Rebecca to look up at the ceiling, the taller woman then twisted Rebecca's' head to the side and stared her straight in the eye with a piercing, angry gaze. "Don't you EVER forget your place!" Alexis spat, clearing angry now, she used the handful of hair to manipulate the smaller girls' head to stare at biscuit. "She is not your sister, she is biscuit. Your sister does not exist anymore, nor will she ever exist again." Alexis' voice had calmed rapidly, and for some reason that sent chills through Rebecca's' spine, suddenly her welts did not feel so bad. "I think you clearly need to be taught some discipline, I would do it myself but I have a busy lifestyle with just enough time left to train biscuit, I know where you are going to go however." Rebecca shuddered violently with fear as the feeling returned to her welts and tears leaked down her smooth cheeks, she shook her head slowly in disbelief and tried to stand up straight again, waiting for an order. Alexis released Rebecca's' hair and sat down in her large chair behind her desk again, she picked up the phone and swiftly punched in a number, soon she was chatting away animatedly to someone who seemed to be a friend of hers. Rebecca stood completely still and watched Alexis closely, listening to what she was saying, trying to figure out what was planned for her. "Yes... Looks to be a 30+D... Long and pure, natural black... She's 20... About 5'7... She's a tad feisty, but I think you could get her in shape swiftly... She has an athletic build, perhaps a racer?... Sure hold on one second." Alexis stood and approached Rebecca then placed the phone to her ear. "Speak." She ordered. "H-hello?" Rebecca mumbled, the voice that greeted her was male, he sounded like a suave gentleman and his voice had that air of richness to it. "Hello beautiful. Tell me something. What is your favorite animal?" Rebecca was puzzled, she had not expected such a question at all she thought for a second then answered in a quiet voice. "I always liked horses." "Perfect, you're going to do just fine out here." Alexis took the phone away and placed it to her own ear, returning to the conversation, her gaze kept casting over Rebecca as she talked but it seemed as though the questions had stopped. Rebecca simply stood still in bewilderment, completely puzzled about what was going on and what was going to be done to her. After an hour or so Alexis finally hung up the phone and chuckled as she leaned over and unclipped biscuits ankle from the anklet in the floor, she gently pulled biscuit across to her feet and then up into her lap, she sat and slowly stroked her fingers through biscuits hair as she continued to look Rebecca in the eye. "I suggest you and biscuit here say goodbye to one another, you will not be seeing one another for a long while. You have thirty minutes." she turned her eyes down to biscuit and nodded, reclining in the chair as the small dog girl crawled off her lap and over to Rebecca. As biscuit could not stand she rubbed up against Rebecca's' leg and nuzzled her, looking up at her with wide eyes. Rebecca collapsed to the floor and embraced biscuit, tears flowing freely down her face as she assessed what had been done to her sister, she began to openly sob but she was smiling as she wrapped her arms around the dog girl and showered her face with kisses. "I missed you so much sis, I wanted to get you back so badly... People were asking about you at school... I didn't want to tell them the truth so I had no idea what to say... are you ok?" Rebecca was rushing over so much, blurting out her feelings as she hugged her sister tighter still. Biscuit whimpered quietly and nodded to say she was ok despite the situation, her own eyes tearing up as she cuddled into her older sister, fearing what would happen if she broke character she remained as a dog and did not return her sisters embrace. Before the girls knew it their thirty minutes was up; Alexis stood and used biscuits leash to place her back in her corner, then turned to Rebecca and opened a drawer in her desk. "We have to prepare you a little, before I can send you off." She pulled a pair of metal handcuffs, a black leather blindfold and a bow with a pin in it from her desk, she then pulled Rebecca over and pushed her wrists together behind her back and cuffed them tightly. In the interest of sparing herself and her sister from more abuse Rebecca did not resist as the cuffs were fit, she willingly allowed the blindfold to be placed over her eyes and strapped to her head, not complaining as her world fell into darkness. She gasped slightly as she felt Alexis' grip on her left nipple and the stiff teat hardened further at her touch, which brought the deep blush back to Rebecca's' cheeks. It was as she had relaxed and begun to enjoy the soft touch that a sharp pain pierced her nipple and she began to whimper loudly, not quite sure how to react as the pain kept pushing until finally it broke free, her entire nipple stung horribly and she shivered slightly as she felt a small weight on the left breast. What she could not see, was that the bow was now dangling from her left breast, its pin jabbed through her nipple and fixing it in place. Rebecca heard footsteps and held completely still, then did her best to keep up as she was led out to a waiting car and driven away, Biscuit shifted to look from the window and her eyes followed the car until she lost sight of it through her tears, it seemed to be heading towards the city outskirts but she couldn't say for sure. * (Part 4 done... I am really enjoying typing this story up, I used to read a lot of fiction like this, but, it just feels better to know I am shaping the story how I want it to be, I appreciate the compliments and feedback I have received.)