Donnie\'s Bitch

Chapter 6

New Beginnings

Sam halted the conversation, “Mum hasn’t eaten this morning, and I’m feeling peckish myself,” turning on her way to the kitchen, “Ohhhh by the way, Mandy!  Did you find what you were looking for this morning?”  Amanda’s eyes lit up, “Oh that’s right!  I almost forgot; I’ve got something for the both of you.  The bag is outside in the lounge room, I’ll be back in a minute.”  Mandy raced out the door with excitement.  Sam shrugged her shoulders at a quizzical look from Angela, “Don’t ask me!  She’s made it a big secret, won’t even give me a hint.”  She called over her shoulder, still heading towards the kitchen.

Angela heard Amanda rummaging around in the master bedroom for sometime before, almost skipping back into the room holding a sturdy folding paper bag with twine loops for handles; the sort you get from high fashion houses, only this one had a motif on it that Angela didn’t recognize.  It was a silhouette of a female figure on her knees, squatting back on her haunches, with another standing up, leaning against a wall.  There was writing on the bag, but without her glasses there was no way she could read the blurry lines.  Angela suddenly had another thought, “I won’t be requiring my glasses anymore either; dogs can’t read anyway.” She chuckled to herself.

But curiosity was killing her, “So what’s in the bag?”

Amanda was reading a sheet of paper she had fished out of the bag and made a show of not taking too much interest in her mother’s question.  “You’ll find out soon enough, just wait until Sammy gets back.” She mumbled as she continued to peruse the sheet.  Angela grumbled; patience wasn’t one of her finer traits.  Mandy giggled at her mother’s frustration.

Sam entered the room holding a tray, on it could be seen a large plate full of what looked like salad sandwiches; beside that there was one small bowl and one larger bowl and a couple of cups with steam rising from the surface. The aroma of coffee filled her room; Angela suddenly realized just how hungry she was and looked forward to having a normal meal; “A salad sandwich would go down quite nicely.”  She thought, her diet of dry dog food, while being nutritious enough, was rather crunchy, bland, uninteresting and ohhhh so doggy.

Sam handed Amanda a cracker out of the small bowl, and one of the cups; she then picked up one of the sandwiches and the large bowl and came over to Angela.  Angela held her hands up to take the sandwich, but Sam held it back and handed her the bowl.  Angela took the bowl with a sinking feeling, and lowered it to her lap.  Her shoulders slumped; it was full of dry dog food, “You did say that you wanted to be treated like a dog?”  Sammy chuckled, “Sucks to be a dog…Huh!”  Angela smiled sarcastically, “Yes I did say that!  Didn’t I?  I suppose even a dog’s life sucks sometimes.”

Taking a kibble; she popped it into her mouth and crunched down on it.  “Ohhhh god!  These things don’t get any better with everyone you eat; the only saving grace here is being able to use my hands.” Looking back to the tray with more than a hint of longing on her face, “I suppose there’s no coffee for me either?”  Amanda smiled as she handed her mother the left over ice water that Sam was using earlier to quell the fire in her tits, and wash her down with, “Thought so!”  She moaned.

“I could go and dish some out of the toilet if you really want me too.” Sammy enquired as both girls giggled their heads off.  Angela’s eyes widened, “Nooo! This’ll …do just fine, thank you.” Remembering back when she used to catch Donnie drinking from the toilet bowl if she had forgotten to fill his water dish.

Angela finished her dog food and half of the water, and looked on appetently as the girls devoured the sandwiches and coffee, almost salivating; while Mandy rummaged around in the bag, “You want to see what I’ve bought you both?” keeping her hand in the bag.  Sammy’s eyes lit up, “Yes please!” she felt like a little girl on Christmas morning; Angela smiled at her enthusiasm. “You know damn well we want to see,” Angela laughed.

Amanda pulled a necklace case out of the bag and handed it to her mother with an affectionate kiss on the cheek.  Angela looked at the case with confused recognition, “My mother’s necklace?  You’re giving me my mother’s necklace?  Where on earth am I supposed to wear this?  I really don’t think Donnie will appreciate the significance of such a gift.”

Amanda rolled her eyes, “No you stupid mutt!  I really don’t know how you ever survived as a human being; I’ll need the case back after you take out what’s inside.  Then I’ll return nana’s necklace to the case and put it away.”  Angela’s face bloomed with embarrassment, “Ohhhh sorry!” she chuckled nervously.  Sam started to jump up and down and clapping her hands, “I know what’s in the case; now how about mine?” she beamed.

Amanda cuffed her behind the ear, “Will you shut up!”  This is mum’s present; you’ll get yours in a minute.  Sammy feigned a look of shock at being cuffed like a little spoilt child and stomped her foot, “This is so not fair!” she grumbled, trying to urge Mum to go quicker. Angela slowly opened the case and sat staring at the contents.  Tears welled up in her eyes, “Ohhhh darling, its …” Angela chocked back a wistful sob, “It’s absolutely beautiful!”  Sam was growing more impatient as the seconds ticked by, “Awww come on, please show me.”  Angela slowly turned the case around.  Sammy looked in, almost startled, “It’s… it’s so…so gorg… Ummmm… pink?”  Sammy nudged Mandy with her elbow, “Hey! Why hot pink?”

Mandy rolled her eyes again, “It’s not hot pink! The colour is call pussy pink, she’s a cunt; a fuck toy, Ok!  Now shut up.” Amanda returned her attention back to her mother, who was taking the collar out of the case as though it were a priceless heirloom, and hugging it to her chest.”  It’s wonderful Mandy, thank you so much; this is the best present I have ever been given.”  Amanda watched as Angela fingered the collar lovingly.  The pink band of leather was two inches in width, with a buckle and small lock, but what intrigued and pleased Angela most were the silver letters pressed into the leather.  “Where’d you get it?  Surely they don’t have things like this, standard at any pet store?”

Amanda smiled, “No mum, I got it at a fetish shop.  The collar is standard, but the silver plated letters, making up the words Donnie’s Fuck Bitch were put on at my request.  Angela’s heart was racing, as she held it up to her daughter, “Please!  Will you put my collar on?”  Amanda smiled lovingly, “It will be my pleasure mum.”  Sam moved over excitedly to remove Angela’s standard dog collar as Angela closed her eyes and held her hair up out of the way for Mandy, “With the addition of this collar; I christen you Donnie’s fuck bitch. Your name from this day forward will be Blondie! 

“Here are the conditions placed on wearing your collar,” Amanda held the sheet of paper she was perusing before lunch, handing it to her mother, along with her reading glasses, “I want you to read it out loud!”

blondie swallowed hard as she quickly perused the sheet. Her eyes opening wide as she took in the full implication of what was penned.

“Aloud!” Amanda reiterated.

blondie cleared her throat.

“I, blondie, formerly know as Angela Kay Thompson will from this day forward, wear this collar for as long as I choose to continue to allow the canine world to avail themselves of my slimy putrid fucked out cunt, and while I continue to lick and suck their doggy cocks dry of cum.”

blondie gasped at what she had just read, but took an excited breath and continued.

“I will be treated lower than that of dogs; I will crawl on all fours behind those of higher breeding, showing my lowly worth in the world.  I’m not even a noble dog.  I’m nothing but a mangy mutt to be spat upon and treated with contempt.”

blondie felt the rush of humiliation sweep up her neck and settle across her face.

“I will be naked as the day I were born, with my whorish swampy cum filled cunt and saggy fat bags of tits flesh, forever on display; never to wear anything except this collar unless instructed by my owners, Amanda and Samantha.

Sam and Mandy noticed the rapid rise and fall of blondie’s chest, along with the flush growing across her face.

I will sleep in the kennel with Donnie; my Lord and Master; attending to his every wish without fail, his wants come before my needs.

My dog box will be the sole territory of the canine world; off limits to all human males; my two other holes will have to work harder in giving pleasure to them.

“I will also attend to Samantha and Amanda as the cuntrag/arselick family slave, to toil and labour tirelessly for their pleasure; to do as I’m instructed without hesitation or complaint.”

blondie had to stop for a minute; closing her eyes and regaining some composure, her body was literally buzzing with excitement; she continued.

“Failure to comply with any and all of these instructions will be met with sever punishment.”

“I will forfeit all human rights and privileges, with no say in my pathetic future; save one.  That being to completely renounce the lifestyle I have chosen and return with impunity to human race and all it offers.” 

She smiled through tears at the last statement; while Amanda was basically enslaving her, she was also giving her an out, if she so desired; one that would wipe the slate clean of her past. “Only someone who truly loved her would put something like that in a contract such as this.” Angela thought to herself.

Amanda had finished adjusting the collar to fit snuggly around her mother’s neck; all that needed to be done now was to snap the lock shut, Amanda stood back, “Although I have put your collar on; it is up to you to close the lock. Do you Angela Kay Thompson agree to the terms of this collar?”

Angela looked up to her daughter with dreamy lust filled eyes and tears of joy streaming down her cheeks.  Running her fingers over the collar and lettering, reaching back; her fingers rested on the small padlock.  It took all her concentration to speak with any clarity, and with a simple nod, she said, “Yes Amanda, I agree whole heartedly with the terms and conditions of this beautiful collar!”  With that; she snapped the lock shut; Amanda lent down to kiss her mother passionately on the lips and whispered, “Welcome to the family blonde!”

Sam let out a willful sigh, “Does this mean I now have a compliant sex toy to try out all my wickered perversions?”  Amanda giggled, “That you do my love!  That you certainly do!”

blondie eyed both girls with some trepidation. Her education into the world of kink and sleaze was now confirmed, and while some of it may not be to her liking; it was at least going to be interesting.  Samantha had that calculating, almost lewd look of a big cat that had its prey just where it wanted, and was now ready to play.

Sam’s face suddenly brightened and turned to Mandy, “Now it’s my turn!  What have you got for me?”

With the moment broken; both Amanda and blonde laughed, as Mandy delved into the bag once more.  Sam stood there looking at a smaller earring case, “Before you go asking stupid questions; it’s not a ring or earrings!”  Sam opened the case and stood there with the same confused look on her face as blonde had before.  “Springs?  She got a beautiful collar and I got … … springs?”  

Mandy had a suppressed trait that she now let loose, tormenting Sam was giving her a great deal of satisfaction “Is that all you see?”  Sam took the springs out of the case and looked them over; they were about an inch long and a little over a quarter inch in diameter.  “What am I suppose to do with them?  They’re not big enough to strap to my feet and bounce around on them.”

Mandy giggled, “You’re almost as silly as mum!”  blonde blushed; she was as mystified as Sammy.

“All right smartarse!  What are they supposed to do?”

“They’re not supposed to do anything; Well not until you stick them into this little gadget.”  Mandy pulled out what looked like a small plastic gun from the bag.  It had what looked like a barrel inside an outer casing; with a plunger in the rear, and a trigger in front of a hand grip beneath.  Sam held her hands up, “I give up!  Stupidity isn’t something I thought I’d get shot for?”

Amanda rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time, “This is the installer!”

Sam and blonde were now really confused, “Installer? And where are they going to be installed?”  Mandy held her hand out for one of the springs, “hand me one and I’ll show you.”  She flipped open a cover on top of an outer case, and slotted the spring into the small barrel like assembly.  Priming the trigger, the rear of the barrel stayed fixed, but the front of the barrel twisted a full one eighty degrees; expanding the spring in the process; she pushed the knob into the hand piece.  Sammy stood dumb founded as three wire pincers extended from the barrel.

Mandy’s smile slowly grew wicked, as Sammy looked from the gun to her chest and back again, “The penny finally drops?”  Mandy sniggered.  Sammy’s nipples tented the soft blouse she was wearing at the thought, as a gleeful whimper escaped her throat.  blonde still looked confused until Mandy motioned Sammy to remove her top.  The two girls were taking far too much notice of Samantha’s breasts; then she finally understood the purpose of the springs, and her own nipples leapt to attention.  Except that hers were from fear not excitement, and she gasped, “Ohhhh my god, Mandy you can’t; they’re too small, you’ll hurt her!”  Mandy and Sammy burst out laughing, “That’s the whole idea mum!”   Sammy giggled.  blonde cringed, grabbing her breasts for comfort and  protection.

Sammy held her left orb out for Mandy to work on.  Amanda slid the tongs out and captured her nipple; pulling it into the barrel, with a slight wince from Sam, then with a squeeze of the trigger there was an audible click as the barrel let go of the spring and retreated back; thus leaving the retracting spring snuggly entrenched around Sammy’s nipple.  Sammy leapt back grasping her tit, “Fuck me dead!”  She squealed, bending over and stomping her foot to relieve the pain.

blondie jumped and brought her hands to her mouth in shock, while Mandy just stood there leering at Sam, and chuckling at her antics, “Bites a little does it my darling?”  Sam smiled in discomfort, “Just a tad!  Not as bad as I thought it might.”  She straightened up and took a quick peek to see if her precious turn knob was actually still there.  blonde shook her head in amazement, “You really are fucking whacked Samantha, your mother really did a job on you; didn’t she?”  Mandy giggled, “Yep!  An ‘A’ grade pain slut is our Sammy.”  Sam smiled, “It was all for self preservation.  There was no way I could have survived her beatings unless I could some how turn it into something I could handle.”

Amanda moved forward to inspect the protrudent nipple, giving it a flick with her finger; then broke up laughing as it shuddered and Sammy winced until it came to a halt, “Look! Sprung loaded nipples, these is going to be fun to play with.” 

Mandy gave it a couple of more flicks adding in some sound effects, “Boiing, boiing, boiing,” Sammy winced as her eyes clouded over, “Ohhhh god!  I’d like you to keep that up, it’s sending sharp zaps to my clit, but I really feel a little lopsided; can you please put the other one on and start again?”  Moisture was starting to seep into her panties.

Mandy giggled as she loaded the gun once more, as blonde’s breathe quickened and again clutched her own breasts.  Sam noticed her fear, “It’s not that bad; bit like getting your ears pierced for the first time; it’s more the shock than actual pain.”  blondie had this disbelieving look on her face, “Yeah right!  I swore like a trooper and stomped the salon down when I got my ears pierced; pull the other leg, it plays jingle bells.” Amanda giggled and pulled the trigger again; Sam winced and groaned after the click signaled her other nipple was now bound in sprung steel, but didn’t jump back this time.

Her nipples had always been hard wired to her clit, but this was like upping the voltage by the power of ten; sliding her open palms over the taunt nipples sent shock waves rippling down to her pussy, making her groan; she whipped her hand down to her clit and started rubbing and pinching.  Mandy flicked her springy nipples a couple of times to send Sammy soaring, then stood back to admire the lewd scene, as blonde watched in amazement finding she herself getting aroused while Sammy ploughed on to her hellish orgasm.

Amanda sat on the bed and took her mother’s hand; without as much as a by your leave, she placed it between her legs.  blondie looked up, not sure what her daughter wanted at first, “Your a fucking sex toy stupid, so perform your duties,” blondie flushed red and slide two finger through her daughter’s pussy lips, feeling the moisture lubricate her digits; Amanda rolled her eyes and moaned as her mother started rubbing her clit with her thumb.

The show unraveling before her, took blondie’s attention; watching Sammy on her knees moaning in pleasure was truly something to behold. Her attention was rudely brought back by a slap to the back of the head, “Fuck!  You’re a useless dumb cunt; keep your mind on the job, fuckwit!  You’re not here for your pleasure, so get that into that fucked out dog brain of yours” blondie whimpered, and apologized; feeling her own moisture seep between her cunt lips from her daughter’s abusive language.  She had missed the fact that Mandy had opened her blouse to display her magnificent orbs; she took an erect nipple into her mouth, grazing her teeth across the ripe cherry; she suckled until her daughter’s ragged breathing announced her impending finale.

It didn’t take long before both girls were moaning with stereo orgasms; Amanda stiffened and jerked; grabbing her mother’s hand, pushing down on it until blondie thought her wrist was going to snap.  Amanda loosened up and sagged with a sigh, “Ohhhh god that was good!”  Roughly pushing her mother’s head away from her chest, she got up, letting blondie’s hand slipped from her pussy folds with an audible slurp.  Amanda went over to her lover and kissed her tenderly, wrapping her arms around her as they savoured their post orgasmic bliss.  blonde was now very sexually frustrated, horny beyond belief and wondered if she was going to have a chance to get herself off.

Watching the two girls kiss passionately brought her a feeling of emptiness.  The thought that her daughter had no further use for her made for conflicting emotions; she was annoyed that she was left high and dry, used and abused.  That caused her to feel embarrassed and humiliated that she had let Amanda do it and even apologized for not being better; this just added to her slime production.  She finally admitted to herself that it felt right in knowing that she was being used as light relief; it fit well with her own fantasy of being nothing than a lowlife fuck slut and sex toy be to used and then tossed aside when not needed.

blondie sat enraptured by the threads of her daughter’s pussy juice slowly sliding up and down her fingers as she revolved her hand; feeling the slipperiness as it slid between her fingers, her nipples and clit screamed at her. Amanda looked up just in time to see her mother slide her cum coated fingers into her mouth, “MOTHER!  You’re a dirty filthy cum gobbling slut!”  blondie froze mid-suck, with eyes filling with tears as she realized what she was doing.  Mandy and Sam looked at each other with knowing eyes and smirks.

Lifting themselves off the floor and standing beside the bed, looking down as blondie’s face proceeded to change colour; Mandy said to Sam, “I think that would have to be the most defiling act of a desperate whore I have ever seen!”  Samantha giggled, “It certainly takes the cake in my book, although blondie here seems hell bent on rewriting that book.”

Amanda nodded, “Pathetic!  Truly pathetic; she can’t even control herself while in the company of her own daughters, imagine what she’d do out in public.”  Sam felt a warm glow pass through her at the mention of her as a daughter in the family.  Tremors coursed through blondie’s cunt and nipples.  Sam had an evil thought, “Why don’t we invite mum’s tennis club ladies around for coffee and … maybe a show?  I’m sure they’d get a big thrill out of watching her slowly sink into the depths of depravity and perversion, while drinking coffee and verbally abusing her.”

blondie’s eyes opened wider in terror than the girls thought possible, “Nooooo! Please No, Ohhhh god no, I could never go out in public again, it’ll be all around the community within an hour of them leaving, my social life would be ruined!”  The girls just laughed at her. “Who gives a fuck about your social life or what they think and say?” Sam piped up, “You’re not exactly going to be eating in restaurants, going to gala fashion nights, and enjoying a social life with your snooty high society friends; now are you?  The best you can look forward to; is the odd occasional trip to the park on a leash, sniffing a few arseholes with your new friends. Out there on all fours, with some mangy mutt buried deep in your fuck chute, with his doggy friends lining up to have a go at  pulling a train with the bitch on heat.”  The girls were giggling so hard; they almost peed themselves.

The look on blondie’s face made it obvious that she hadn’t given any thought to this possibility; her pernicious mind latched on to the idea and ran with it.  Her breathing became ragged, her nipples tightened painfully and clit itched, aching to be played with, with hot flushes running up and down her body, she moaned in frustration.  “I think we need to give you a little training to curb your rampant sexual urges,” Mandy stated as she winked knowingly at Sam and left the room, “Sam!  Can you see to it, the cumbag behaves herself until I get back?”

“Sure thing my darling! Not a problem.”  Sam smiled as she thought back on what Mandy and she had talked about last night.  It was quite obvious to her now that Mandy had an unrealized evil streak in her a mile wide; something that had lain dormant all this time until she had punished her mother for being a hypocritical dog fucker.  Sam turned her attention back to blondie, “Get those sticky cum streaked fingers out of your mouth!” blondie hadn’t realized that she had put her fingers back in her mouth, and quickly removed them.  “Gezzzzzes christ blondie!  You know a two bit crack whore has higher comportment, more decency and self respect than a cumbucket like you.”  blondie shriveled up inside and felt sick as Samantha ridiculed her, knowing everything she said was in most parts true; but couldn’t deny the feelings she was getting from her cunt as it leaked profusely.

blondie wasn’t totally sure if Sam was saying this for her benefit and to make her horny, or if she really meant it in a malicious way.  It didn’t seem to matter as both reasons only made her want to sink lower into the quagmire of degradation and finger fuck herself right there in front of Sammy.  blondie was distracted from this line of thought as Mandy came back into the room carrying some rope.  “This should do the trick!”  She uttered as she snaked one end of a rope under the bed for Sam to pick up on the other side.  Mandy looked serious for a moment, “I think the cunt needs to have her hands out of the way so she can’t abuse herself, but that still leaves her legs?  I’ve seen the bitch get off by grinding them together!”

blondie gasped in horror at the thought that her own daughter had seen her masturbating herself at all; let alone that way, and  while it was one way she masturbated; she couldn’t remember how long ago she’d used that particular method; “It had to be months?  Maybe even as much as several months?  Ohhhh god! She must have thought of me as a low degenerate slut; even before all this with Donnie has come out,” blondie groaned in humiliation once more.  Sam’s eyes brightened, “I have an idea!  Let’s bring her legs up so her knees are behind her shoulders and then we can tie her arms over the top of her legs and out either side. Kill two birds with one stone; that’ll stop the bitch from working herself into a wet sloppy mess and give her time to cool off and dry out.”

blondie complained bitterly as she was contorted into a ball with her cunt pointing at the ceiling.  “Stop your bitching!”  Mandy admonished; slapping her still somewhat tender arse, “We both know that you were in the gymnastics team at school; and that you’ve kept up your exercises.  Look on the bright side!  You can almost see just how swampy your cunt is.” with blondie sobbing in mortification; nothing screamed …undignified and degrading, more than the position she was now in.  Some of her boyfriends in school had tried to get her to put her legs up on their shoulders so they could get a deeper penetration, but she had refused because she felt it was so slutty, and something a proper lady just wouldn’t do. 

Sam tied another smaller rope between her ankles and to the ring on the back of her collar. In this position even blondie’s red swollen piss flaps had gaped open, and gave the girls a prime view of her tunnel.  Sam giggled, “What does a fucked out whore wear down town to let everyone know she’s working?”  Mandy frowned at Sammy’s question, she just knew there was a funny and humiliating punch line to it and decided to play along.“I’m not sure!  Maybe a mini shirt with no panties and a see though blouse?”   Sam laughed, “No silly!  She wears her ankles for ear rings!”  Both girls burst out laughing as blondie’s sobs took on a new tenor.

blondie’s moans and sobs increased as her cunt twitched and itched as though a colony of ants were marching across it and pleaded, “Please help me, fuck me, fuck the shit out of me, I need to cum, Pleeeese!”  The girls giggled and made gestures of sliding their fingers into her cunt; only to stop before they got too close, making blondie thrust harder and thrash in vain, as she tried to push her weeping fuckhole up to meet their frustrating digits, working herself into a sexual lather of sweat and pussy juice;.  Amanda nudged Sammy and mouthed, “I think she’s almost there!”  Sam nodded, and whispered behind her hand, “I fucking hope so!  I’ve used all my best material; sheeesh! If she doesn’t explode soon, I have no idea what to do next.”  Mandy’s attention went back to her mother as the distraught women struggled in a haze of sexual frustration.  “Look at the slut, dry humping the air in a little hope of getting her fix; maybe we should bring Donnie in to finish her off?”  Sam’s eyes lit up, “You know a festering putrid slut like this is going to be a hassle!  Every time we sit down; she’s going to be trying to doggy hump our legs.  Can you imagine what it would be like with company over, and her crawling between our guests; rubbing her slimy cunt up and down, trying to fuck herself on their legs?”

A vivid image of herself holding a leg between her thighs and rubbing luridly was the last straw for blondie, “Aaaahhhhheeeeeee… Ohhhh godddddd!”  blondie screamed as her orgasm tore out of her cunt; racing up, and slicing though her rock hard nipples before exploding inside her head. 

“Thar she blows!”  Amanda excitedly exclaimed, laughing in the process.

blondie’s eyes rolled back in her head as spasms from her orgasm and  her contracting cunt shot big loops of slime out of her gapping hole to fly in an arc; splatting down on her face.  Hitting her above the right eye and dripping down to fill her ear; another looped over to land squarely in her open mouth. The third was from a much more vigorous contraction and it landed in the fringe; coating her hair in glistening semi opaque pearls of fuck juice.  As blondie’s contraction subsided, her cunt only managed to pump the last of her slime out onto her stomach; there to run off down under her tits.

Both girls stood with gaping mouths in stunned amazement, Sam was astounded, “Fuck me dead!  That was amazing!  Have you ever seen anything so bizarre as that?  I’ve seen guys in porno films shooting cum on a slut’s face! I seen women rub there cum all over the faces both men and women.  I even seen gay guys shoot cum all over another guys face; but this is the first time I have seen a women shoot her own cum on to her own face.  The bitch must have been filling her cunt up as we were verbally abusing her?” 

While Sammy shook her head; Mandy stood glassy eyed, mesmerized by what had just happened, “I want one of those!” She finally muttered.  Sam looked at Mandy in surprise, “You’re jealous!”  Mandy ardently nodded her head, “Fuck yeah! I’m jealous as all shit, we worked darn hard for that orgasm; one I might add; that slime covered bitch simmering in her own fuck juice just got the benefit of.  Damn right I’m jealous.  I want an orgasm just like hers.”  Sammy burst out laughing, “Ok! You just lay down on the floor and I’ll tie you up and start verbally abusing you.”  Mandy grumbled, “Does …I don’t think so! …have any meaning to you” then they both giggled. 

blondie was moaning and starting to come around; her head was still spinning as she tried to focus on the two smiling faces, as mini orgasms trickled through her nervous system creating little twitches in her pussy.   “Ohhhh God, What happened?”

Mandy blinked and retorted, “Cloud nine, Saturn five rockets, does fireworks come to mind; how about making the bomb on Nagasaki look like a firecracker, and you did nothing to achieve it; hell we didn’t even have to press your start button!”  blondie’s face turned even a brighter red, “I’m sorry Mandy, I know I’m a piece of shit, but I couldn’t help it.  Punish me if you have to; I know I deserve it.”  Sam smiled, “Don’t you take any notice of her; she’s just jealous!”

Mandy sighed, “Well!  Did you atleast enjoy it? Fuck! We should have had a cam recorder; I still don’t believe it. ”

blondie groaned, “I think so?  I don’t remember half of it; but the half I do remember was totally awesome.  I have never cum so hard in my entire life.”  blondie licked her lips, “Did I do what I think I did?”

Both girls were grinning from ear to ear, Sam asked the question, “What exactly do you think you did?”

blondie’s face flushed hot with a sick look contorting her features, she embarrassingly whimper, “Did I just cum in my mouth?”  She knew she had sucked Mandy’s pussy juice off her hand, sucked and swallowed dog cum.  Although she knew it was totally irrational, never had she tasted her own; even when her sex partners wanted her to suck them off after fucking her; she refused and got into some heated arguments over it.  “Why shouldn’t this be any different,” she tried to reconcile it, but to her cockeyed mind it was about the lowest thing a woman could do.

The girls giggled at the look on her face, realizing this was probably the most humiliating thing that she had ever experienced.  Mandy sat down on the bed, and traced the tip of a finger through the cunt slime still oozing out of blondie’s wide open tunnel and nodded as she cooed, “In your mouth, on your face, in your hair, and all over your tits and stomach.  Your gash was a veritable fountain of slime.” She then slid her finger along her mother’s mouth, gentle forcing it in between her lips.  Sam giggled with excitement, as blondie tried to pull away.  Leaning over blondie’s pussy and covering it entirely with her mouth; she sucked a big wad of slime still wallowing in the depths of  her reservoir.  While Amanda watched with a wicked grin, Sam moved up to blondie’s face and waited, staring intently at her, their mouths just inches apart.

Amanda nodded to blondie, “What are you waiting for bitch?  It’s obvious you can’t reach your sloppy cunt; so Sammy’s helping you clean your fuck box.”

blondie shuddered and let out a resigned whimper.  When she was a small child, maybe six or seven; her grandfather had bred dogs; and on odd occasions she had  hid behind packing crates when the Sires was put to the bitches. She never really understood what they were doing at the time, but one thing that had stuck in her mind and turned her stomach was the act of the bitch cleaning herself down there, right after the dog had finished coupling with her.  She couldn’t understand why the bitch would do it; it just seemed so yucky.  blondie closed her eyes and opened her mouth, waiting for the inevitable.  Sammy opened up and let the liquid pour into blondie’s mouth, then scooted back down to retrieve another glob; transferring that one the same way.  blondie just lay there as her mouth filled up, feeling the same revulsion, struggling desperately not to swallow.

Sam smiled as she spat the last of the cunt slime into blondie’s mouth, “All yours blondie, now open your eyes and swallow!”

Tears were forming in blondie’s eyes; she didn’t want to open them up, much less swallow.  With a puddle of slime pooling in her mouth, she slowly opened her eyes; the girls could see her struggling to hold it from sliding down her throat.  Amanda pinched her nose shut, as Sammy viciously pinched her nipple; with one more violent shudder and revulsion screaming at her; she closed her mouth and gulped, then tried to retch.  Sammy clamped her hand over her mouth until the spasms subsided; Mandy handed her the last of the water, which blondie quaffed appreciatively; swirling it around in her mouth before swallowing that as well.

“May I ask you for one small favour?”  blondie’s eyes had a pleading gaze.  Amanda smiled wickedly, “What would that be; Chocolate flavouring?”  blondie winced as Sammy giggled, “No! Can I get out of this position?  My back is killing me, and I’m having real trouble breathing.”  Amanda chuckled as she leant over to untie her wrists and ankles; blondie groaned as she unfurled, feeling tiny cracking as her spine straightened, “Ohhhh god that feels better.”

How ever irrational it was; she had done the one thing that she abhorred the most.  With this realization and now laying straight on the bed, all resistance faded, it was as though she had climbed her last mountain and now looked down on a valley of sweet calm. A peace welled through her body, bringing with it arousal.  blondie sighed, as her features took on her soothing calm; she knew and excepted from this day forward that there wasn’t anything so vile, humiliating or repugnant, she wouldn’t do to satisfy her depraved, nefarious soul. 

Samantha sensed the change in blondie, “You’ve turned the corner, haven’t you?”  blondie only nodded, “You realize you may never be able to go back around that corner!”  blondie smiled, “I know Sam, and I don’t care.  I’ve been fighting so many thing; some since child hood, come to think of it; I’ve been fighting my entire life some stupid and irrational idea or other; but I’m happy the way I am now.  I’m free now do whatever I’m asked; no matter how perverted it may seem.”

Not having the understanding Sam had of the human mind, Amanda was skeptical, “Anything covers a vast array of perversions!  Just what perversions are you referring to?”

Sammy giggled as blondie shrugged, “Anything!  Try me!  There are no more limits; but there is one thing that I do ask; and is, it has to be consensual.”  Amanda had lots of things that fitted into that category, but Sam interjected, “Mandy, your usual perversions aren’t going to cut the mustard!  After all!  she already fucks dogs, suck their cocks, so doing other animals would just open up her horizons and we have already seen what humiliation does to her; so making her stand naked in the middle of town fucking  herself with a stalk of celery would probably have her withering on the ground in ecstasy.  Consensual, rules out any contact with minors; we’ve already established that, that’s out of the question, as well as those who might get offended by her antics.”

Amanda had to agree, but there was one thing she’d seen on a web site that had turned her stomach, and decided to shock her mother out of this line of thought, “What about scat?”  Sammy’s eyes opened wide in surprise, but without blinking an eye, blondie smirked at her daughter, “What do you want me to do with it?”  Amanda was taken back by the lack of shock, but blondie continued without emotion, “Rub it all over myself, and play with it?”  She was almost goading her daughter into making her act it out; her stomach was screaming at her to cease and desist, but she was determined to show Amanda she was deadly serious about her statement.  “How about putting it in my mouth and swallowing it; like you made me do with my cum?”  She opened her mouth wide and wiggled her tongue.

“ENOUGH!”  Amanda felt physically ill, “You’ve made your point!”  Not that she could understand what exactly her point was.  Sammy giggled behind her hand, much to Mandy’s annoyance, and glared at her, “That’ll be enough out of you!”  This brought Sammy into another fit of giggling.  Amanda ignored her and turned her attention back to her mother, “You really like the idea of being a; eating shit whore?”  blondie’s smirk turned back to a smile, “No darling!  Apart from throwing my guts up for the next week; it’d be the fastest way to the hospital with some life threatening disease.” blondie paused for a second and lowered her eyes to her lap where she was fidgeting with her sheet, then raised her sight to level it at her daughter “But that wouldn’t stop me if I was ordered to do it.”  Sam put her hand on Amanda’s arm, “What I think mum is trying to express here is commitment.”

Sam looked to blondie for confirmation, “Is that right?”

blondie nodded, “Sammy’s right!  It’s like I have found this new life; it’s perverted I know, but I feel… I don’t know…free… like I’m soaring in the clouds, and I want you to help me fly as high as I can.  I want to show you that you don’t have to hold back, you don’t have to feel guilty; nothing you ask of me will change my love and affection for both of you, and I’m hoping it won’t changing your love for me either.”

Amanda finally understood; it annoyed her that it took Sammy less time; making her feel stupid and foolish, More out of spite than revenge; she said, “Ok then!  Here’s one I will hold you too; one you can add to that set of collar rules.  From now on; your mouth and tongue will clean anything that goes up your arse!  If you really don’t want to be throwing up and heading off to hospital with the plague; then I suggest you keep that shit chute of yours clean. You understand that mother?” 

blondie understood well enough.  She understood that with the term mother; in that tone of voice; she had hurt and humiliated her daughter, and it certainly didn’t have the same effect on Amanda, that humiliation had on herself.  blondie hung her head, “I’m sorry darling!  I didn’t mean to embarrass you; I just wanted to impress on you, how my life has changed, and how much I now enjoy it this way.”  Amanda was lost in her own thoughts; she doubted that she was, as Sammy had once said; Dominant!  She certainly didn’t feel dominant right now; and started walking from the room, “Amanda!”  Mandy stopped and looked over her shoulder with a blank stare, tinged with a faint hint of sadness, but said nothing.  blondie held out her hand as a physical sign of asking forgiveness, “I’m truly sorry for saying and acting the way I did.  I’ll add your condition to the rest of the conditions of my collar; not because I like it; because I really don’t, but because you have decreed that I be rightfully punished for my filthy mouth.”  Sam thought she detected a tear in the corner of Amanda’s eye, “Sam!  You look after blondie, there’s something I need to do.” she turned and left the room.

blondie looked to Sam, “I’ve fucked up again; haven’t I?”  Sammy smiled sadly at her, “No, not really; I think Mandy is struggling with who she is and where in the family she fits.”  blondie looked concerned, “But she’s now the head of this family, she’s the dominant one, isn’t she?”

Sammy sighed, “Yes she is!, but I don’t think she knows what she feels at the moment, and you winning your little battle of perversions with her; has probably made her wonder even more.”  blondie chewed her lip, “Maybe I should just take up barking instead?”  Sam sat on the bed, “You see! you have found your niche and are comfortable with it; I knew mine a long time ago, but Mandy is only now finding a totally different set of rules that governs her life, and she’s afraid of doing the wrong thing; making the wrong decisions.”  Sammy patted blondie’s arm, “She’ll work it out.  We just need to give her time and a little guidance, and heaps of love.”  blondie had a little sad chuckle, I can give her time and all the love in the world, but when it come to guidance, that’s your department, I’ll just bark my approval.”  Sammy giggled, “Well now’s a good time for a little guidance.” as she got up off the bed.

blondie caught her arm before she got too far, “Ummmm Ahhhh … Can you do me one more favour before you go?”  Sam raised her eyebrow at the question; blondie continued fidgeting with her sheet, “ Ummmm can you get that bowl again, I need to… you know… pee again.”  Sammy smiled, “You know how messy that is; I have already had to wash one skirt because you pissed on me.”  blondie’s face turned crimson, “I’m sorry Sammy, I really didn’t mean too.”  Sam giggled, and hopped back on the bed between blondie’s legs, “Time for some serious perversion; I think.”  blondie wasn’t sure what Sam had meant by that, “What are you doing?”  Sam smiled as she latched onto blondie’s pussy with her mouth.

blondie’s eyes widened, “No! You can’t be serious?”  Sam nodded her head, which caused her nose to rub blondie’s clit and send a tantalizing tingle through her pussy, “No Sammy! I can’t, it’s too filthy.”  Sam let go of her pussy just long enough to say, “That statement coming from the same mouth that only minutes before was begging her daughter to crap in it, is totally ludicrous.  Now, either you pee, or I bite; take your pick!” she was flicking blondie’s clit with her tongue as she said it.  blondie shuddered at the thought that she might actually do what she threatened, then closed her eyes and nodded.  Sam giggling; re-attached her mouth to blondie’s urethra and started to suck; blondie sighed and brought her hands to her face as if hiding would make it easier.  It didn’t!  But in the end her body gave up and let her bladder empty.

Sam struggled to keep up with the flow, but managed not to spill a drop.  Once blondie had dried up, she raised up into a kneel between blondie’s legs smacking her lips and running her tongue around inside her mouth, “Hmmmm, you know that wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be; bit on the salty side, but on the whole; I could get used to it.”  blondie just lay there with a stupid look on her face; somewhere between confusion and humour, “You saying it’s an acquired taste?”  Sammy giggled, “Well people eat blue vein cheese, and I think that tastes like shit!”  Sam gave a little shudder at the memory of her sisters twenty first, and being conned into trying some of the cheese.  blondie was too tired to even debate it with Sam, the last couple of days had been a whirlwind of experiences and emotions.  Sammy noticed this, “You look worn out, and I think you need some sleep, I’m going to see how Mandy is doing.”  Blondie nodded, “Sam! …Thank you … for…well for everything; you’re a good person; I can’t say how much I’m pleased that Amanda has you for a partner.”  Sammy smiled as the warm glow of acceptance wafted through her; she tucked blondie in giving her a kiss on the forehead.  “You’re not so bad yourself Mum,” with a satisfied smile, she turned and left the room closing the door behind her.

Amanda was sitting on the lounge with her back to the hall entrance, and staring out the window.  Sammy felt a twinge of guilt over the incident with blondie, she’d been really callous giggling at Mandy for not seeing what, to her was all too obvious, “I’m sorry darling, and I shouldn’t have laughed.”  Amanda either didn’t hear her, or choose to ignore her apology, “I’m an idiot! Aren’t I?” Sam moved up behind her, lent over and wrapped her arms around her shoulders, as she placed a loving kiss on the top of her head, “Define ‘Idiot’?” Sam felt her shuddered; She realized Amanda was crying silently to herself, “If you interpret idiot to mean: - mentally defective, dimwit, moron, ignoramus, halfwit, dork, simpleton or just plain stupid!  Then no; I don’t think you’re anywhere near being an idiot.  On the other hand if you think it means: - uneducated in certain areas, a layman, an ordinary person, a person lacking in professional skills; in this case psychology.  Then yes, you’re an idiot!  But an absolutely adorable idiot; one I couldn’t see myself living without.”

Amanda sniffed, “I make a pretty lousy Mistress!  That I do know.  I don’t really know if I want to be a Mistress!”

Sam let go and walked around to kneel in front of her, “No body said you had to be one, just be yourself.”

Shaking her head, “No, you heard her; mum wants me to dominate her, or am I getting that all wrong as well?”

Sam raised her hand to stroke Mandy’s face, “No! You’re right; she wants you to control all aspects of her life from now on.  But there’s a subtle difference between being dominant and in charge, and being a Mistress.  You can be dominant without actually being a Mistress.  Sam waited for a moment for that to sink in, “But it certainly is preferable to be dominant if you wish to be a Mistress.”

Amanda looked Sam straight in the eye, “But I’m stupid, I don’t know what people are thinking; I take things at face value.  I don’t have your ability to read between the lines.”  Mandy was starting to get even more upset.  Sam rose to sit beside her on the lounge, hugging her, “You’re not stupid!  You’re just unschooled in psychology; and that’s something we can rectify with a bit of time and effort on both our parts.  Being dominant is like being the head of a corporation.  Do you really think that the Managing Director knows exactly how everything gets done in his business; of coarse not!  He most likely wouldn’t have a clue how to send a package form one end of town to the other.  He has underlings, Hell! Call them slaves or sub-missives if you like; they do all that.  All he has to do is have his sights set on where the organization is heading and be dominant enough to make sure it gets there.”

Mandy nestled her head into Sam’s lap; seeking the comfort she always felt while cuddling with Sam.  “Do you want me to be the dominant one?”

Sam rocked her as if she were consoling a sad child, “Of course silly, but that doesn’t mean I want a Mistress, I’m too strong headed to be submissive.”  Sammy chuckled, “Even my mum couldn’t break me, and she’s the meanest bitch in the valley.”  Amanda tried to stifle a chuckle, “You can say that again!”  Sam looked off out the window, while stroking Mandy’s hair, “You know your mother and I aren’t that dissimilar!”  Amanda rose to look her in the eye, contemplating what she had just said, “Really?”  Sam smiled at the nervous and uncertain quality to her voice, knowing fully well what Mandy was thinking. 

“Really!  And No, I don’t mean I want to fuck dogs.”  She quipped, “Mum and I both deal with pain in the same way; mine was physical, hers was mental; we have both been dealing with our separate nightmares for a very long time.  I throw myself into my pain the same way she does; I go for more pain until it overwhelms me and I lose myself in it, she throws herself into her cesspool of degradation and wallows in it until she is also overwhelmed.  Don’t get me wrong, not everyone does this; I think you need to have a masochistic streak in you to start with.  But it’s interesting to realize that the same mechanism is dealing with two entirely different stimuli, but still ending up with the same outcome.  Pardon the pun!”

Amanda lay back down in Sammy’s lap, not saying anything.  Sam let Amanda take her time processing what she had just said.  Amanda wondered if being similar made it easier for Sam to understand her mother and voiced her opinion.  Sam smiled, “You’re on your way,” Sam rubbed Mandy’s arm encouragingly, and lent down placing a kiss on her cheek, “The first step in understanding the infinite variations of the human mind, is to ask one simple question…Why? ... You see!  You’re not the cretin, you thought you were.”

Amanda chuckled to herself, not sure if she should take that as a compliment or not.  She rolled over so her face was looking directly up at Sam, “So you think I have a chance of getting it right yet?”  Sam giggled, “I never had any doubt about it, you’re the one with that affliction.  All you need is a little confidence in your own abilities and a little less bull at a gate attitude.”  Now Amanda felt warm inside; something that Sammy never fail to do for her.  Flicking her sprung loaded nipples she goaded, “You don’t seem to mind that bull when it comes to having something shove up your arse?”  Sammy groaned; she had forgotten her nipples, “Ohhhh god!  You sure know how to turn things around in your favour; a sign of a true dominant!  How about you take me to bed and show me how you would like to open that gate?”

blondie slept peacefully for the first time in ages.  Dreams flowed around in swirling cascades of never ending sequences; dreams that were at one time nightmares, to be feared and repelled, now they were welcomed with fascination and excitement.  One minute it was Donnie and she knotted in bestial passion, the next she was between her daughter legs servicing her with an enthusiastic tonguing, as Mandy verbally defiled her for her sluttish behaviour.  but the one that had her moaning in her sleep, was walking on all fours along a path with Donnie; both being led along on leashes by Amanda and Samantha through wooded parkland; the girls stopping every now and then to chat with other park goers, and being complimented on what a fine bitch they had; she and Donnie running around chasing each other through the green grassy field, then her squatting down, spreading her knees to relieve herself right there in front of everyone, with Donnie coming up and  lick her face; blondie returning the favour, licking his muzzle and sucking on his tongue.  Blondie knew it was a dream, the sense she had of floating up from the depths of torpidity, but the licking continued as she stirred, her sluggish brain made hard work of coming to the realization that the licking was actually real.

Opening her sleepy eyes; she was confronted with a large, black and very wet nose.  “Donnie!  What are you doing in here?”  blondie looked over her shoulder as she heard Mandy,  “He was starting to fret, so we thought it might be nice to show him that his fuck bitch hadn’t run away.”  Sam was standing beside her, smiling affectionately, “I think he really missed you?”  Donnie brought his front paws up onto the bed and buried his nose in between blondie’s legs, she tried to stop him, “What he really misses, is his fuck tunnel and cumbag!”  blondie huffed.  Donnie wasn’t to be so easily dissuaded, but Mandy brought the conditions of ownership to her attention, “Don’t you dare stop him from sniffing his property, now open those legs and let him do what he wants.”  blondie’s face reddened under the assault from Donnie’s nose.  After some sniffing and nudging; something that blondie gasped at, he leapt onto the bed and settled down beside her with his muzzle resting on her thigh.

Both girls were giggling; something that blondie had noticed was happening more often, much to her embarrassment.  Mandy scratched Donnie behind his ear, “See!  All he wanted was to know that it’s still his.”

Mandy dropped her gaze and fiddled with the hem of her blouse, “Mum! I want to say that it’s going to be ok; Sammy and I have had a good heart to heart and I believe that we can work though all this.  I want to help you realize your life’s fantasy, since you have gone out of your way to except me for who I am. I just ask you to forgive any errors on my part.”

blondie smiled, “There will be no errors in need of forgiveness!  In my eyes; your word is law and I will accept your will with open arms.”

Amanda didn’t know what to say to that statement. Feeling the full truth of what her mother was saying was almost overwhelming.  “We’ll leave you and Donnie alone in here for tonight; but I think tomorrow you can go back to your kennel where you belong.”

blondie nodded, “Thank you Amanda, it means a lot to me, and I promise to be the best bitch possible.”  As Samantha and Amanda left the room closing the door behind them; blondie scratched Donnie behind the ear,

“Looks like it’s you and me, big fella.” blondie lay back, closed her eyes and smiled. “You and me and our wonderful owners.!”