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By Rasputtin Szczepanski
Chapter 4
The next day, as Shannon got home, she ran upstairs, dropped her backpack, turned on her laptop and logged on. The laptop system loaded, too slowly for her. She sat down, watched it and sighed impatiently. Slowly, the system went through its checks and then finally completing its loading.
She double clicked her messenger and as it logged in, Tom immediately IMed her. She quickly accepted the request, her heart beating a little faster, the butterflies beginning to flutter in her stomach. Tom’s image appeared in the window. He frowned. “Why isn’t it naked?”
“Oops! Sorry!” Shannon quickly unbuttoned her shirt and slipped it off.
“Was I not clear yesterday?” Tom asked.
“Yeah,” Shannon said as she removed her bra and her c-cup breast fell out.
“Yes sir!” Tom corrected.
“Sorry, yes sir,” she said as she kicked off her shoes. Tom watched and waited for her to get completely naked. She stumbled as she tried to step out of her pants, then finally, she was naked and she sat down in front of her computer.
“That’s two things it did wrong,” Tom said. “You will have to be punished for it.”
Shannon leaned forward, peering at the pixilated black and white image of Tom. “Punished?”
“Three things... It is not to speak unless it is told to or asked a question. Understood?”
“Yes sir.”
“Now, do you have a hairbrush? A hard one?” he asked.
Shannon thought about it “Um, yes…yes sir.”
“Go get it, you have 30 seconds ” he ordered.
Shannon got up and Tom watched, savoring the brief sight of her cunt. So small, and perfect. She quickly returned with the brush and stood awkwardly in front of the laptop.
“Now, stand there and move the camera up so I can see its face and tits,” he said.
Shannon adjusted the camera.
“Now, put its finger in its cunt.”
Shannon pushed her left finger between her legs, feeling the warmth and surprised how wet she was. She let out an unintentional moan.
“Is it wet?”
Shannon nodded and blushed.
“Well?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
“Rub its finger up and down its hole, get that finger really wet.”
Shannon rubbed the finger around, getting more aroused. Her sex opened and revealed the pink, glistening insides as she rubbed.
Tom spoke carefully, slowly. “Now... It is going to smack its left breast five times with the hard end of that brush for not being naked when it is home alone. Then it will smack its right breast five times for not calling me sir. Then it will sit down and smack its cunt five times for talking without being talked to. I want you to do this had so you don’t forget these rules. I want you to pretend that it’s me smacking you.”
Shannon should have felt fear but instead felt a surge of excitement. Tom watched her reaction and knew what was going through her little mind. He thought that she has no idea the pain that awaits her and he cock throbbed extra hard at the thought.
“It will count each time, understood girl?”
“I think so…sir”
“Start.”
Shannon took the brush, turned it over and raised it slowly. She sharply brought it down, letting out a loud smack. The white skin turned red.
“One.”
She raised the brush again and Tom stopped her “One, ‘sir’ and do it harder. Start again.”
Shannon smacked her breast harder, “One, sir.”
She raised the brush and did it again “Two, sir.”
Tom watched. He knew it probably would sting by the 5th time but nothing that would be real punishment. This was just the bait, the conditioning.
Shannon slapped each breast five times. Her nipples, under the red patch of soft breast skin, were completely swollen. She took a deep breath and then sat down, spreading her legs.
“Lower the camera so I can see it,” Tom ordered.
Shannon lowered the camera so that it focused between her legs. She slapped her cunt five times, obediently counting.
When she was done Tom spoke. “Raise the camera. Good girl. A good slave accepts its punishment and knows that it is for its own good as well as for the pleasure of its master.”
Shannon could barely talk. Her breast still stung slightly but at the last slap, she nearly came. She wanted to ask a question but she didn’t dare. She thought about what he said and the words slowly sank into her. For the pleasure of a master.
“Put down the hairbrush. Now, does it have anything it wants to say?”
Shannon quickly found the words “Can I cum Master?”
“Say it right,” he growled.
She paused, thought about it and spoke carefully. “Can it cum Master?”
“Say, ‘can this worthless slut cum’?”
“Can this worthless slut cum?” she repeated. A shiver went through her.
“No yet slut. I’m sending you some documents. Do you have a printer?” he asked.
The items popped up on her screen. She opened them. They were long contracts. She saw the word slave written numerous times on it.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Print them out and sign them. You need to initial each page, then sign at the bottom of the last one.”
Shannon printed out the documents. It made for five whole pages. She didn’t read everything but it was some sort of slave contract that gave Tom full ownership of her. Her cunt quivered as Shannon initialed each page and then signed under the bottom line at the end of the contract.
“Do you have a scanner?” Tom asked.
Shannon shook her head no.
“Ok, hold each page up close to the camera so I can see that you signed them.”
Shannon obeyed. Tom took a photo of each sheet. “Now, put these in a safe place, don’t lose them no matter what. Understood?”
“Yes, sir”
“These papers complete the slave contract. You completely belong to me now... Now slave, it may cum.”
Shannon eagerly pushed her finger into her sex and rubbed. She came almost instantaneously. Tom was going to talk her through it but she came too quickly. His cock throbbed below the desk. He stroked it slowly as he watched her.
When she was done he rewarded her. “Good girl. Did my beast enjoy that?”
Shannon tried to speak, took in a deep breath and nodded quickly. “Yes, sir.”
Tom watched her, giving her a few seconds to catch her breath. “Now, how was its day today?”
“It wasn’t bad. I’m glad it’s Friday though.”
“Do you have a lot of friends at school?”
“Not really…a few I guess.”
“Do you have a best friend?” he asked.
“I have one.”
“What’s her name?”
“Her name is Tracy.”
“Is she is the same grade as you? “
“Yes.”
“It’s ‘yes, sir’.”
“Sorry, yes, sir.”
“Do you talk to her online like you do me?” Tom had been trying to crack Shannon’s messenger password. He made sure to only try it two times a day to keep from sending any warning signals or locking the account. He’s found that he’s been pretty lucky in the past with other girls. After enough prying, he was usually able to figure it out. No one picked a password they couldn’t remember.
“Yeah, she got me into the chat stuff.”
“Is she a slave like you are?”
Shannon laughed. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Should I make her a slave?”
Shannon laughed nervously but the thought caused a surprising surge of pleasure though her. “No sir.”
“Do you have a picture of her?”
Shannon paused. “Why do you want to see that?”
“Curious. Does she know you are into this stuff?”
“Oh my God, no.” Shannon leaned forward, looking for photos on the laptop. She found a picture and forwarded it on to Tom.
Tom looked at it. “She’s pretty. How long have you known each other?”
As Shannon answered, Tom opened the file up in a photo program, looking for a geo tag. He found the GPS coordinates embedded in the photo. He was always surprised how many people didn’t realize their cameras were embedding GPS coordinates into their photos.
“Do you have any photos of yourself that you want to share?”
Shannon nodded and looked around, sending Tom a few. He opened them and looked at them. “Where were these taken?” As she answered, he opened these photos as well and was delighted to see some with GPS coordinates embedded inside.
He punched up an internet map program and copied and pasted the coordinates in the program.
Outside Shannon’s door came a scratching sound and a bark. Shannon looked up and realized that she had forgotten to take the dogs out. The sound of the dog barking was transmitted over to Tom’s computer. He zoomed in on the house on the map and could see the two dog houses in the backyard.
“Are those your dogs?”
“Yes sir. I forgot to take them out. Do you mind if I take them out really quick?”
Tom looked at the house and could see that it was surrounded by forest. “Go ahead, but remain naked.”
Shannon paused and blushed. She thought quickly about the risks and ramifications. As long as her Mom didn’t come home, no one would see her. She nodded and replied “Yes sir.”
She got up, and trotted naked to the door. One of the dogs’ nose was pushed under the door, trying to figure out what was going on inside.
Tom watched his screen as it became a picture of an empty chair. He heard the door open and Shannon yell “Get down!” laugh and then footsteps as she and her lumbering dogs made their way downstairs.
While he waited, he explored the map. Shannon was living in Maine, only a three hour drive for him. Her house was pretty isolated and her friend was in a more populated area. Shannon’s closest neighbor was about half a mile down the road.
He typed Tracy’s name in a search engine with the city. Her social media site came up. He wasn’t sure if it was the same Tracy but the girl looked the same age. Only some of her information was set to private so he couldn’t see some things. He checked the photo page. Over 50 photos were open to the public. He scanned through them and then smiled when he saw Tracy with Shannon. Shannon’s photo was tagged with her full name. Tracy’s was tagged with hers. He copied and pasted everything in a file that held all the information he had on Shannon.
He studied the photos. In one they are in Tracy’s room. He can see the laptop in the background. Tom saved each photo and then zoomed in on the laptop. It is highly pixilated but he can make out Tracy’s messenger program with Tracy’s handle.
From the computers speakers he could hear a door close and Shannon yelling at her dogs. “Settle down!”
Footsteps, then the light change against the wall as the door opened. “Back outside. Down!”
She plopped down in the chair, her face and neck red, breathing heavy, smiling. “Back!” she said with a large smile.
Tom sipped his beer. “Good girl. Was it cold?”
Shannon shivered “Freezing!”
“What type of dogs do you have?” he asked.
“Mutts,” she laughed.
“Big dogs?”
“They are mostly labs. They are brothers from the same litter. My bodyguards.”
“So they are both male?”
“Yes sir.”
“Fixed?”
“No.” What an odd question, she thought.
Tom paused. He knew he was at a crossroads. He savored the thought of popping her virginity, but putting down the key element in enslaving Shannon was almost, if not more thrilling. He leaned forward.
“You know, since they are males and it is a slave, they are better than it is,” he said slowly.
Shannon eyes opened wide and her smile disappeared as she listened.
“Like all males, they are smarter and stronger than you are, and they are its superior. You feed them, correct?”
“Yes sir,” Shannon whispered.
“Good girl. It serves them. “
“They are not smarter than I am” Shannon said defiantly but with a hint of uncertainity.
“Oh, they most certainly are. You are just a slave, a cunt. All you are good for is for that cunt and mouth of yours. For even saying that shows how fucking stupid you are, do you even understand?”
Shannon blinked, surprised. Her eyes welled up with tears.
“I said, does it understand? Or is it too fucking stupid to even understand that?”
Shannon blinked again and tears streamed down her face. She thought about turning off the computer. Why is he being so mean to me, she wondered. It hurt her feelings tremendously.
“You better start answering your Master, cunt!” I nodded, unable to speak. “Slap your tit!”
Shannon wasn’t sure why she was compelled to but she slapped her breast.
“Harder!” he barked.
She slapped it harder. “Now, cunt, does it understand?”
“Yes sir,” she whispered.
“What did they do when you took them outside naked.”
“They tried to jump up on me.”
“Why?” he asked.
“They wanted to play.”
“Did you let them jump up on you?”
“No sir.”
“It does not have the right to say no to a male. Dog or human, it doesn’t matter. Is that understood? If they want to jump on you, you let them.”
“Yes sir.” She wanted to touch herself again. Her heart was racing. Why am I so excited? She felt like the was going to spontaneously cum without even touching herself.
“Did they try to smell you?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” she whispered.
“Did they try to stick their nose into your cunt?”
“Yes sir.”
“Did you let them?”
“No sir.”
“You pushed them away?” Tom asked, his voice rising in anger.
“Yes sir.”
“You will not push them away from now on. Where are they now?”
“Outside my door.”
“Why are they there?”
“They want in my room.”
“You do not have the right to deny them that. If they want in your room, you are to let them in. YOU don’t belong in a room. You belong in a cage. Now open the door.”
“Yes sir.” Shannon got up, still crying and opened the door. The two dogs ran in, running around Shannon, barking, tongues wagging.
Tom could see the top half of the dogs as they ran around through the webcam. They were huge, bigger than Shannon.
As she sat down, she pushed a dog away that was trying to stick his nose in her ass.
“Push your chair back Shannon,” Tom ordered.
Shannon pushed it back.
“Now spread your legs wide.”
Shannon did and Brutus ran in front of her. Tom checked to make sure his computer was recording everything. He had almost her whole body in the frame.
Brutus pushed his nose between Shannon’s legs and despite the tears, she laughed and pushed his head away. “Stop it!”
“Shannon, don’t stop him” Tom said slowly, sternly.
“It tickles.” Shannon said, now smiling and pushing at Brutus who was trying to dodge her hands to get in between her legs.
“Put your hand on your tits and play with your nipples. Keep your leg spread.”
She obeyed and Brutus began to lick Shannon between her legs. “Oh my God…”
Brutus eagerly began to lick the juices from Shannon. He pushed his snout deep into her, his tongue lapping, desperate to lick up Shannon’s juices.
“It is never to deny the dogs the means to lick its cunt.”
Shannon couldn’t believe it. The tongue was rough and was lathering her sex with dog saliva. The feeling was unusual but exciting. She squirmed in the chair. The dog’s tongue pushed deep between her lips.
He let the dog lick her for a few moments. He watched her face, seeing her arousal. The dog suddenly jumped and tried to grab her leg. He humped at her leg for a moment before jumping down and returning to licking her sex. Tom jumped in “Now, Shannon, I want you to make it easier for him to lick you. Listen carefully. I want you to get on the bed behind you. Raise the camera a bit first so I can see you, then go get on your hands and knees and call him up on the bed.”
Shannon got up, adjusted the camera and crawled onto the bed. She faced the camera on all fours and Brutus didn’t need to be told. He jumped up on the bed, licked her face once and then moved behind her, sniffing, then licking her pussy again.
Shannon laughed and moaned, almost at the same time. Again, he pushed his snout hard against her causing her to squeal.
Tom watched, licking his dry lips “Shannon. You are a slave. These dogs are better than you. They are stronger and smarter than you. They are your superiors. You are not to move. If they want to lick your pussy, it’s their right as a male. Your pussy is for them. Understand?”
“Yes sir.”
She was really excited now. Suddenly she felt a large weight on her back. Her dog was jumping up on her. She laughed, thinking that this was one of the dogs wrestling games it liked to do.
“Don’t move Shannon” Tom ordered. His heart was nearly beating out of his chest. His cock was painfully hard, dripping pre-cum. He knew it would only take a few strokes to cum. He resisted touching it.
Brutus’s paws were tight around Shannon’s belly, scratching her. She felt something wet and warm poke repeatedly at her upper thigh. She was surprised how tight his grip was. A frustrated growl came out mouth and drool ran down his jowls and onto Shannon’s shoulders. Brutus moved from one back paw to another, adjusting himself, moving himself forward. She felt the wet object push rapidly against her pussy. Her eyes opened as she suddenly realized what was happening. “Brutus! Get off!” she yelled.
“DON’T MOVE!” Tom yelled.
Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her sex. She cried out and nearly collapsed on the bed. Brutus pushed forward hard, his shaft penetrating her. He began to fuck furiously, his cock pushing farther in which each thrust and quickly expanding in the small space.
Shannon’s mouth opened in a silent scream. Brutus was humping wildly, his cock moving rapidly back and forth in Shannon’s vagina, sliding back and forth against the ripped hymen, pushing deeper as it expanded. Her breast swayed wildly under her and the room filled with the slapping sound and a wet cock rapidly slamming into a wet pussy.
Brutus pushed up against Shannon as he slowed down his rapid thrusting. She could feel his warm fur on her rump, feel his testicles against her thighs, the fur on his sheath pushing up against her lips. Inside of her, the cock was getting huge. She could feel it twitching and pushing up against her cervix. She was breathing hard, her breast swaying under her, her mind rapidly adjusting to what just happened. This cannot be happening. What have I done?
The dog cock lodged in her was getting painfully large. She tried pushing Brutus off her and he growled menacingly at her. She felt the cock twitching and she felt something warm running down her inner thigh. She realized that her dog was cumming in her, his seed was filling her up inside. The thought was too much for her and her instincts began to take over. Her sex began to spasm around the large knot that was expanding at the base of Brutus’s cock. She shuddered and she tried to stop herself from coming, but she was already too excited by the time he mounted her. Her body took over where her mind protested and she moaned as she came, her orgasm milking the dog cock and clamping tighter onto it.
It was too much for Tom. He gripped his cock and pumped it a few times before his cum shot across over his thigh and onto the floor.
Shannon’s arms gave out on her and she leaned forward onto her elbows. Brutus jumped off of her and turned to jump off the bed. Her ass followed as Brutus’s cock was knotted inside of her. The base of his cock was now larger than her opening. She screamed in pain, pushing up off the bed and pushing back. Brutus stood where he was, facing opposite of Shannon, waiting. He pulled once more, eliciting another yelp from Shannon and his cock popped out. Shannon felt what seemed like a gallon of semen spill out of her onto the bed.
Shannon looked up at the laptop, Tom was still watching. He was breathing hard. His cock was still hard. She felt like she was in shock. Sulla was running around the bed. She got up on her knees, still trying to take in what happened. Her eyes began to tear up again. She breathed in and let out a sob. She put her shaking hand down to steady herself and swung her legs over the bed to get down.
As her second foot touched the ground, she was nearly knocked back onto the bed by Sulla jumping on her back. Her head was pushed onto the quilt cover and she felt Sulla’s paws wrap tightly around her waist. She cried out “No!” as she felt him push his body in close to her rump and the wet tip of his cock began to thrust around her bottom.
She tried pushing up but he was too heavy. She clawed at the sheets, trying to pull herself away from Sulla. She managed to get one knee on the bed. Bone’s couldn’t get his mark, the cock pushing out farther out of the sheath, it was poking wildly in the air, sometimes pushing up against her soft skin, leaving a slimy mark. Sulla growled but Shannon managed to get her other knee up on the bed. Sulla slipped, falling down on all fours but was quick to jump on the bed and back onto Shannon’s back. He held her tight as she tried to crawl away
His cock found its mark and pushed into her cunt. He held her tight as he pushed in closer and then began to wildly fuck her.
“Help!” She yelled.
Tom leaned in “Don’t move. You’re his bitch. Let him finish!”
Shannon couldn’t believe it, she was being raped by her dog. The pain was less now though and the feeling was beginning to become pleasurable. Again, the actual rapid fucking was quick, the cock expanding inside Shannon’s small cunt until it filled every hole, the tip pushing up hard against her cervix, jerking as ropes of semen spewed from the tip.
She tried one more time pleading to Tom. “Please help me.”
“You are his bitch. Just stand still and let him finish.”
Again, the dog locked itself inside Shannon but held himself for five minutes, standing over her as she cried and didn’t move until he shrank enough for him to pull out. Shannon collapsed on the bed, sobbing.
Tracy was paging her on the IM. Shannon looked up.
“Come back to the chair Shannon,” Tom said slowly.
Shannon wiped the tears from her cheek and slowly walked back to her chair and sitting down.
Tracy paged again.
“Who is that paging you, Shannon?” Tom asked.
Shannon sobbed again. Her sex felt like it had been ripped apart.
Again, Tracy pinged.
“Shannon. Is that your friend Tracy trying to call you?”
She looked at the screen and realizing that her games had gone too far, she reached forward and held the power button until the laptop shut off.
The fans inside the laptop slowed down and stopped. She was now alone and the house was quiet. The dogs had moved downstairs. Shannon sat there, looking at the blank screen for several minutes before she slowly got up. She was still shaking. She walked naked to her closet and pulled out a robe which she put on then made her way to the shower.
As she cleaned off, she was initially started by the sight of blood mixed with the semen that ran off her body and down the drain. The cleaning calmed her down and the pain had subsided. She let the hot water pour over her head as she thought about what happened.
The moment the dog jumped on her back replayed in her mind again and again. She had sex, for her first time and it had been with a dog. The dog had used her, roughly, simply to spew its seed inside of her.
As the water ran over her head, down her body, she took her hand and ran it down her side. She felt herself getting excited again. Her hand slipped down to her sensitive lips. She stopped and thought, I can’t believe I’m getting turned on by this. What is wrong with me?
She turned off the water and grabbed a towel, drying off. She swore to herself that she was going to stop with the debaucheries on the internet. She let it go too far. She put on her robe and went back to her room to put on her pajamas.
When she laid down under her covers, she fell asleep quickly, her body and mind exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, in a city three hours south of her, Tom took a shower. His cock rose to a stiff erection as he thought about what he had recorded. He had gotten everything he needed before she chickened out and turned off the computer. Normally they bailed before it got this far but she had taken the bait. He thought about how great the next several weeks were going to be and his cock swelled so it was almost painful. He had already wacked it twice. He ran his soapy hand down over it and decided that he might need to watch the video again and whack it a third time before he called it a night.
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