****** Sire by Surrendrs ******
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Sire


The alarm rudely jolted her from the warm dreamland that she had found just an
hour earlier. The light was on, and she glimpsed the clock on the night stand -
- 12:01 a.m. He was standing beside their bed, gazing at her nude and
stretched-out form.

Her hands trembled as her sleep-laden eyes focused on the small gold object he
held in his outstretched palm. It was a tiny tag, identical to the one that
dangled from the permanent piercing just below her clit. That one was
exquisitely engraved to read "Master" and carried that date he had collared
her. This one read "Sire". And it had today's date.

He remained silent until he saw that she fully comprehended the meaning of this
communication. They had discussed this day from their very first real- time
conversation at the outset of their relationship. They both knew it was
inevitable, and he had trained her carefully in preparation for the event. But
until this moment, only He had known that the time had arrived. On this day,
her other Master -- the four-legged, canine one who had been raised as a pup to
this very end -- would possess her.

"Beloved slave, after I finish speaking, you will have three minutes to ask any
final questions, or to change your mind. Listen to me carefully. I will not
repeat any of what I will tell you. And you will not be given another chance to
turn away from this service to me. Tonight, precisely at sunset, you will be
mated with your Sire."

He looked over at the Golden Labrador lying at on the floor at the foot of the
bed.

"I know that is not his name, at least not the name you have called him until
now. From today forward, that is how you will refer to him. Sire. He will not
respond to that name, so you will have no control over him. He will not obey
you when you speak to him using that name. Though he is an animal, you will be
his slave. He is the Master, not you. I own and will control him. Both of us
own and will control you. Do you understand? Shake your head yes or no."

Her head nodded.

"Once you agree to go through with this, you will be treated like a bitch-slave
for the remainder of the day. You will not be allowed on the furniture. You
will not be allowed to stand upright. You will crawl... everywhere... on your
knees and forearms, with your ass displayed high in the air. You will wear no
clothing. You will not be allowed to use the toilet. In the morning, you will
be given an enema to preclude that particular need, and after you are emptied,
your ass will be filled with a large plug designed with a Lassie-like tail. If
you need to relieve yourself, you will go to the back door and whine to be let
out, and you will squat, legs spread wide open as you have been taught, and go
in the back yard. You will not speak. Your fingers and toes will be taped
together and you will not be permitted use of your thumbs.

You will drink and eat from dog dishes. You will wear your bitch collar--
a plain leather dog collar that is especially equipped with a locking latch so
that you can be tethered outside if I wish. At other times you will be caged in
the dog run. If you are well behaved, you will be allowed to spend some time in
the house. While you are inside, you will sit as you have been taught... to sit
back on your haunches, with your legs spread wide and the outsides of your
knees touching the floor. Your hands will be tucked inside the crook of your
knees to help hold you open, and you will display your bitch heat to your
Master and your Sire. You will hold your back straight and your head high.

Today you will belong totally to Sire. You will sleep beside him. You will
nuzzle him, give him your total attention. You will entice and seduce him,
encourage him to sniff you and you will sniff him in return. You will play with
him, caress him, and arouse him throughout the day. He will not be allowed to
knot you until I say. And if he tries to mount you while I am not there to stop
it, you are to bark very loud, sharp, high-pitched barks to get my attention.

You will not be permitted to kiss me, or to touch me in any human way. You will
not touch yourself in any manner. Feel free to lick all you want. If you have
an itch, you may use your back paws to scratch, you may rub yourself against a
piece of furniture, or drag your ass across the ground.

At 7:24, one hour before sunset, I will bathe you and groom you. I will remove
the plug from your ass and the tape from your hands. I will restrain your
ankles and knees to a chair, to spread your legs and expose your cunt. As I
have done so many times in the past, I will bring your Sire to you to arouse
you both. He will smell you, taste you, be scented to you. He will lick you and
his teeth may graze the lips of your cunt. You will be allowed no orgasm.

You will crawl, lead by my leash, to a specially prepared corner of the play
room. I have installed three very unobstrusive rings in the floor. Your collar
will be locked to the first of these rings. Your head will be pressed to the
floor and you will have no more than an inch of movement in any direction. Your
left wrist will be restrained to your left ankle. That wrist and ankles will be
attached to the other two rings. Your ass will be high in the air and your legs
will be spread wide so that your Sire has full access to your cunt. I will
place a belt around your hips, attach chains to the rings that are installed on
each side of that belt, and latch those chains to the rings on the floor. You
will be held virtually motionless.

"Your Sire will be brought to you, and you will be commanded to stroke his cock
with your free hand until he is ready for you. At that point, I will restrain
your right wrist to the ring and you will be unable to move. I will guide him
into your cunt and hold him there until his knot forms inside you. His paws
will not be covered... I want him to scratch you, to leave physical evidence
that you may have to explain to others.

"Your Sire will fuck you relentlessly; you will feel the knot swell and stretch
you. It will be the most intense fucking you have ever experienced. It will be
a totally emotionless satisfaction of primal urges. After the knot has formed,
nothing can be done by any human to make him stop. You will have no ability to
escape him. He will be in absolute, total control of you. His cock will quiver
and vibrate inside you and his body will pound you. His cock will be very hot,
and his cum will start flowing very soon after entering you. He will hump you
like the bitch slave that you are. Unceasingly. You will surrender to your own
animalistic passion and you will have waves of orgasms. There will be no
stopping to let you recover, though. Your needs will be ignored. You will cry.
You may scream and beg for mercy that will not come. It will be 15 or 20
minutes of brutal fucking and use of you.

When he has sated his need...the first time...he will pull out of you roughly,
with no regard for your pain or desire. Perhaps he will try to pull away too
soon, before the knot diminishes, and you will be tied to him, ass to ass, like
the bitch you truly are. His tail will brush against your ass as he struggles
to break free of you. When he finally succeeds, the cum will be seeping out of
your cunt and dripping onto the floor and down your legs. You will remain in
that position, and vulnerable and maybe even eager to be taken again and again,
throughout the night, until he grows weary of you. Your Sire is very virile,
bitch. And he will have as much of you as he wants tonight.

When he finally finishes with you, I will unlock your collar from the ring and
you will lick his cock clean. You will be released from your restraints, and
you will use your fingers to clean yourself as best you can. You will lick your
fingers, as well as the floor, so you will not waste a drop of your Sire's cum.
You will remain spread and your Sire will use his tongue finish the job of
bathing you if he wishes. If not, I'm sure we can think of a way to clean you.

After all is finished, I will hold you, comfort you, and allow you to return to
your place in my bed. You will feel no shame, because you are doing as both
your Masters demand. And you will never be the same. In the morning, your clit
hood will be pierced and your new tag will be permanently affixed.

From today forward, you will be a true bitch-slave. On any day that I choose,
on any day that your Sire expresses an interest in you, and on any day that you
beg to be mated, if it happens to meet my whim, your human traits will
disappear and your bitch traits will emerge. You may be loaned to other Masters
to entertain them and their animals. You will be displayed to my friends as the
bitch you truly are, and you will make me proud of your performance.

You will legally change your name to add the initials 'bs'. If anyone asks you
why, you are to tell them you are taking the identity that better reflects
exactly who you are. It will be on your driver's license, on your bank account,
and even on your coffee mug at work."

He waited for moment and continued to watch her, and then spoke.

"Do you have any questions, slave?"

"Only one, Master."

"You have permission to ask."

Her eyes glowed soft with the devotion she felt. Her eyes locked on his as she
whispered, "Master, will this please you?"

"Yes, slave, very much."

"Then I have no questions or hesitations, and will be the bitch-slave that you
desire, Master."

He leaned over her and kissed her once, tenderly. He pulled her to her feet and
commanded, "Off the bed, bitch. You know that dogs aren't allowed up here. Get
down and sleep on the floor beside your Sire. Your new life begins now."

(C) Surrendrs 1998

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