Hayley's head was still spinning dangerously as she tentatively opened her eyes. A piercing white seared across her retinas and she snapped them shut again. Too bright. Way too damn bright, she thought. She rolled over on the unfamiliar mattress, praying to God that her stomach wouldn't try to throw itself from her sweaty, hung-over body. She would have tried to recall where she had been or what the hell it was that she had drank, but at that moment her stomach tried to make a break for it and she heaved onto the floor.

 

"I told you that you should slow down," an unfamiliar voice chided. Hayley rolled away from the puddle and peered in the direction of the sound. She cracked her eyelids and saw a dark-haired woman standing over her. "I don't suppose you remember who I am, do you?" she asked.

 

Hayley responded by vomiting again onto the floor, which slowly realized, wasn't hers.

 

"Didn't think so. Oh well." The other woman feigned a sigh. "I'll show you the video later. Let's get you cleaned up right now." She grabbed Hayley's arm and hauled her up with surprising ease for such a lithe woman. Hayley's vision blurred and she sagged in the dark-haired woman's grasp, but she dragged Hayley somewhere else, dropping her on a cold concrete floor. As the rough ground scraped her breasts, it dawned on Hayley that she was completely naked. She scrambled around, trying to cover herself, but a hard jet of icy water struck her in the face and she cried out. The other woman stepped into the shower with Hayley, planting one PVC boot on either side of the shivering girl. Then she pulled back Hayley's hair and began to scrub. She scrubbed everything, hard. Though she tried to squirm away from the rough cloth, Hayley was pulled back. The other woman grabbed her by the throat, and, looking straight into her eyes, firmly said "No. Bad girl. Sit." By now, Hayley's vision was coming back and her head was starting to clear. She struggled against the taller woman, and yelped as her chest was scraped pink. Hayley's nipples were dark red and raw, and she cried out when the other woman plucked at one playfully.

 

"So suddenly you've become shy?" she chuckled, kneeling in front of Hayley to clean her. "Spread your legs." Hayley pressed her knees together, trying to scoot away. The dark haired woman rolled her eyes and pulled her legs apart so wide that Hayley yelped in pain. "Oh shut up, you little slut," she said, exposing Hayley's inflamed pussy. But this time she took the hose and let the water gently run over the hung-over girl's cunt, and the cloth she used to wash her with was much softer this time. She slid a finger inside Hayley, making the smaller girl gasp. "Wet again, puppy?" She gently stroked Hayley's warm insides before removing her finger. Hayley quivered and looked down as the water was turned off and she was once again hoisted to her feet. "Good girl," the other woman said. "You're all clean now, and we can get you dressed."

 

She led Hayley into another room, this one with rows of tables with arms above them, the kind dogs are groomed on. By now, Hayley was becoming more and more apprehensive, scanning the compound for some sort of exit. The woman stopped her in front of one of the grooming tables. "Up up, puppy slut," she said, smacking Hayley's ass for emphasis. Without a word, Hayley pulled away, and began running back the way she came, confused and disoriented, but desperate to get back home. Just as she broke into a sprint, she slammed into an enormous shirtless man who seized her by the hair. "Don't you want to play with Kendra again?" he asked patronizingly. "You enjoyed it so much last night." He hauled her back to the grooming table and jerked her up onto it.

 

"Silly bitch," Kendra cooed. She struck Hayley across the face. "Hold her there, Ryan, while I get the collar on her." Ryan forced Hayley to kneel on the metal table, absent-mindedly stroking her hair.

 

"Just be a good girl, now," he said, "and we'll give you a nice bone."

 

"I don't understand," Hayley groaned. "I don't know what you're talking about. Please, just let me go. I have to get back home."

 

Kendra had returned with a thick leather dog collar. "There's no need to worry about that, puppy slut. Just sit pretty for me for a second." Ryan held Hayley's quivering naked body immobile while Kendra wrapped the collar around her neck, synching it tight. Then she clipped the leash dangling from the table to Hayley's collar. "Good girl. Let's see about that tail now." Hayley froze with momentary terror, then began to struggle with her collar. Ryan pulled up on the leash, causing the leather to tighten around her neck, cutting off her air. Hayley gasped and tried to reach for the leash, but he put a firm hand on her back and forced her down on the table, further choking her.

 

"Stop struggling, bitch," he warned. Hayley lay on the table obediently, and he slowly loosened the slack on her neck.

 

"Why are you doing this?" she whimpered softly.

 

"Silly slut." He smiled and slid his hand down her back to rest on one asscheek. "You asked us to."

 

"Begged, more like," Kendra snickered. She had returned with a long black dog's tail attached to the end of a buttplug. While the plug was by no means large, Hayley began to squirm with fear.

 

"No please, I've never done anything like that before," she started to protest, but Kendra spanked her ass hard.

 

"Liar!" She smiled. "Now, puppy, be a good little slut and stick your ass in the air for me."

 

Hayley tried to twist away. "Please! I don't want this! I just want to go!"

 

This time it was Ryan who slapped her. "Maybe we should get the muzzle out?"

"No, we'll shut her up in a minute. Just hold her still for me," Kendra ordered. Ryan pressed down on Hayley's back, grabbing her hips to hold her immobile. Kendra took the plug and slid it into Hayley's exposed red pussy, making the trembling girl moan loudly. "Oh," Kendra grinned. "You like this? You're a wet little puppy slut." She pushed it deeper, and Hayley twisted her hips half in fear, half with lust. Kendra began working the thick plug in and out of Hayley's wet cunt. "Hope you're wet enough though, bitch." With that, she removed the plug and placed it against Hayley's asshole. The girl squealed.

 

"Please! I'm begging you! Don’t do that!"

 

"Oh for God's sake, Ryan, shut her up," Kendra rolled her eyes and began to push the buttplug into Hayley's ass. Ryan pulled Hayley's head down, showing her his thick, erect cock.

 

"Suck it, slut," he ordered, pulling her head down onto his dick before she could protest.

 

"Good dog," Kendra cooed, shoving the plug further inside the unwilling puppy. It was almost to the hilt and Hayley clenched madly against the invader, trying not to choke on Ryan's dick as he began to fuck her throat. Her ass burned and she sputtered and struggled, yet somehow growing more and more aroused by this dual abuse. Kendra pushed the plug all the way in, making Hayley arch her back in an attempt to eject the intruder.

 

"Silly bitch," Kendra tugged on the tail, making Hayley yelp around the mouthful of cock. "It's not going anywhere unless I want it to. You almost finished Ryan?"

 

Ryan slid the whole of his cock into Hayley's throat, then again, then again, fucking her face while tears streamed down her cheeks. Then he grabbed her by the hair and made her take it all once more. "Swallow," he whispered menacingly. "Swallow or you'll be sorry." She could feel his cock throbbing in her throat, coating it with hot cum. She couldn't breathe, and began to jerk against his grip. When he slowly withdrew from her throat, she coughed and sputtered, spraying his cum on the table. Kendra whacked her sharply with a short crop.

 

"Bad puppy slut," she said. "You heard him. Why didn't you obey him?" She struck her again with the crop, staining Hayley's ass a pretty pink.

 

"I'm sorry," Hayley gasped. "I couldn't, it was," she was interrupted by a flurry of thwacks by Kendra.

 

"You worthless bitch!" she yelled. "Ryan, get her a muzzle. I'm sick of listening to this lying slut." Ryan obediently retrieved a bright red ball gag.

 

"No, no," Hayley whined. "I'll be good, I'll--" Ryan shoved the gag into her mouth and pulled the straps tight behind her.

 

"We'll have to do something about the hair, I think," he mused, running his hands through Hayley's long red hair.

 

"We'll worry about the hair later," Kendra snapped. "Go get the movie from last night. I'm going to remind our new little bitch how to behave." Ryan reached between Hayley's legs to stroke a finger along her hot slit.

 

"All right. I'll be back. But don't finish before I can watch."

 

"Wouldn't dream of it," Kendra smiled. She grabbed Hayley by the tail. "Roll over, puppy slut." Hayley turned to lay on her back, suddenly realizing that Kendra had donned a terrifying strap-on. She tried to scurry to the edge of the table, but Kendra grabbed her legs, forcing them apart and pulling them to either side of her. She pressed Hayley's ass into the table, driving the buttplug further inside her ass. Hayley shrieked around the gag, then froze as Kendra pressed the tip of strap-on against her cunt. "Get ready, bitch." Kendra grinned, then slammed the plastic dick into Hayley, who thrashed and groaned behind the gag. Kendra grabbed Hayley's hips and began to fuck her, each thrust pushing the plug around in her ass. Hayley struggled and cried out, but Kendra kept going, faster and faster. She squeezed Hayley's tits, twisting the red and swollen nipples, and when Hayley screamed, she fucked her harder.

 

"Take that you lying slut! You love when I fuck you, don't you?" Kendra ground Hayley's hips into the table, forcing her to feel every movement of the plug buried in her ass. "You love getting it in the ass too, don't you?" Hayley yelped. "Don't you?" Kendra slapped her across the face, and Hayley began to sob from a combination of pain, shame, and pleasure. Kendra tightened the collar, making every breath a struggle for Hayley. "And you're going to cum for me too, aren't you, puppy slut." Hayley shook her head, turning crimson with shame as it became harder and harder to deny the intense throbbing building in her cunt. Kendra laughed and continued to pound and choke Hayley. "You love this," she said, staring Hayley straight in the eyes. Hayley was writhing on the table, raising her hips to meet Kendra's thrusts--even grinding on the buttplug herself. She wanted this. She needed this. Her whole body burned with intense desire, and she nodded to Kendra, as she arched her back in ecstasy. "You worthless little slut." Kendra smiled as Hayley began to thrash  in orgasmic pleasure and as her body heaved, overcome by ecstasy. Kendra kept going until Hayley had ceased to squirm beneath her, then slowly pulled out.

 

"I thought you promised not to finish without me," Ryan shouted, sounding disappointed.

Kendra grinned. "I lied. But the next round is all yours. Let's show this little arrogant puppy slut what she's been up to lately."

 

Ryan sighed and turned on the television screen.

The screen showed a brightly lit club, lights flashing in all directions. It seemed to be a surveillance tape. In it, taut bodies swayed and gyrated. Hayley was one of them, swinging her hips in time to the music, drink in hand. She wore a tight leather skirt and a dog collar, some kind of pseudo-kinky get-up. She had come alone, indifferent to whether or not she left that way. After several dull minutes where she downed another drink and danced apathetically, a tall man--she now recognized him as Ryan--came up behind her, placed his hands on her hips, and began grinding against her. He paused once or twice to flick the tag on her collar, whispering in her ear.

 

"Are you a good dog?" He murmured, his hands creeping up her sides to gently grasp her breasts. Hayley giggled and slid closer against him.

 

"For another drink, I'm whatever kind of bitch you want to play with." She dropped down, pressing her ass into him, trying to make him hard.

 

"Let 's go get that then," he replied, one hand firmly on her collar, the other on her hips, keeping her backside resting firmly against him. He loved when the wicked girls were so easy, when they wanted to be punished so badly.

 

Hayley tried to go to the bar to order, but Ryan seized her around the middle and handed her a cocktail instead. "Cheers," he held up his glass to hers. They clinked and she downed her cocktail in a few sips. He grinned, still grinding against her. He would pull her shirt up, just beneath her tits, and she wouldn't seem to notice, just dancing against his hard body the entire time. He grinned, catching Kendra's eye from across the room. Hayley had a sweet, pliable body--short, but flexible and soft in the right places. He continued to dance with her, but pulled her shirt up over her pert little breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, so she squealed when he exposed her, attracting more attention. She tried to pull the shirt down, but Ryan made her squirm and work for it.

 

"You like the attention, don't you, you filthy little bitch," he snickered, as he let her shirt fall. "You like showing off those cute little titties, don't you?"

 

Hayley flushed red and struggled against his grasp, even as he let her shirt fall down. Other people in the club, particularly men, had begun to watch them. She began to protest, to insult and shame him, but he pulled her close and grabbed her around the middle. "I think I know what you want," he grinned, pushing Hayley up and down his erect penis.

 

Hayley giggled with delight, her face flushing red. She was surprisingly dizzy--whatever Ryan had given her to drink was certainly having an effect.

 

"You like that big cock, yeah?" He whispered, his hand playing with the bottom of her skirt, never quite sliding up it.

 

"Don't tease me," she groaned, trying to slip his hand between her legs. He pulled it away and stepped back from her.

 

"I'll have none of that," he grinned, his hard-on throbbing through his pants. Hayley stared at him blatantly, growing wetter and angrier.

 

"Fine," she spat. "I could have anyone here if I wanted!"

 

"Could you?" Ryan was smirking broadly. Hayley tried to storm away, but he snagged her by the collar. "Tell you what, puppy," he pulled her around to face him, pushing his hard cock against her stomach and lifting her up just enough that it grazed her swollen little clit. "I'll get you another drink, and if you can get any other guy here to throw you a bone, I'll play with you too." He cupped her chin with one hand and let the other slide down her chest, circling one breast. She shivered. "Game?"

 

She nodded. "Game. Now let's have that drink."

 

Ryan obliged her and handed her another cocktail. "I have a private room upstairs. The more, the merrier." Then he spun her around and pushed her into the milieu of swaying bodies.

 

Hayley was incredibly aroused. She was certain everyone could see how wet she was, but she didn't care. She wanted to fuck, to be fucked, and goddamnit she wanted it now. Her head was spinning slightly, but she quickly finished the cocktail, feeling an exhilarating warmth rush through her body (and was it just her imagination, or did it linger between her thighs?). Then, she wandered over to one of the men who had been ogling her while Ryan exposed her. "Did you like what you saw?" she purred, putting her hands around his shoulders and pressing close to him. He nodded. "Meet me upstairs and you can see the rest."

 

She sauntered over to another man, this one tall and broad. If she hadn't been so tipsy (or drunk?) she would have thought twice before talking to someone of such intimidating stature. "I've been watching you, watching me," she crooned as she turned around, grinding her ass up and down his thighs. "And I know what you want." His hands slid down her hips, pulling her skirt up.

 

"No underwear?" He slid a finger against her hot slit, making her moan. God she wanted this, needed this. She caught Ryan's eye. He had pulled out a thick leather leash and was stroking it thoughtfully. Hayley quivered.

 

"I'm a bad girl. I'll show you upstairs."

 

She made to go over to Ryan, but he shook his head, still smiling. He nodded over to a group of four college-aged boys, laughing over their beers. Somehow, the look he gave her made Hayley even more excited. For the boys, she didn't even bother with an introduction, but simply grabbed two of their dicks, one in each hand. They started with surprise and she moved on to their companions, ensuring no one would feel neglected. They got hard quickly, and she worked her hands firmly along their shafts. Abruptly, she released them, turned, and began to walk away. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and, looking back, winked at them. The fact that her skirt had gotten tugged above her ass didn't hurt either.

 

She sauntered back over to Ryan, a small crowd trailing in her wake. "You win," he said. He clipped the leash to her collar with a satisfying click that made Hayley shiver. To the men, "Shall we, gentlemen? I believe that our entertainment lies upstairs." He tugged the leash, and led them upstairs, down a hallway, down another hallway, past dozens of rooms. Hayley, growing impatient, tried to grab Ryan's cock, but he smacked her sharply away.

 

"Bad dog," he said. "You're going to be punished for that."

 

One of the younger men following behind kept grabbing Hayley's ass as they walked, making her squeal every time.

 

"What a slut," he called. "Feel how wet she is."

 

One of his friends came to the front, shoving two fingers up her skirt and between her legs. She stumbled, but Ryan yanked her to her feet. "Bad girl," he scowled. "Keep walking or there will be no treat for you."

 

Hayley tried to continue following Ryan, but the college boy had her caught against him, two fingers pressed firmly inside of her. "Keep walking, bitch," he smirked, flicking his fingers and making her moan. The leash had grown taut and she stumbled awkwardly after Ryan as the boy removed his fingers.

 

Finally, they reached Ryan's room. He opened the door and led them all in. Inside, it was plush. Dark leather couches circled around the perimeter. As Hayley followed Ryan into the room, she noticed that the thick carpet hid dozens of D-rings embedded in the floor.

 

"Gentlemen, please take your seats." He led Hayley to the center of the room. "Please relax and enjoy yourselves. There are refreshments in the fridge, or, if you like, you can order something from downstairs. But first, let's get a look at our little puppy here." He pulled the leash up, making Hayley stand up straight. She was panting softly. Ryan had pulled out a neat riding crop and used it to push her chin up. "Not bad," he grinned. The crowd chuckled their agreement. "Turn around, pet," Ryan commanded, flicking her ass with the crop. Hayley spun in a slow circle. The men gathered around her smiled hungrily, some playing with their cocks, others leaning forward and watching her intently.

 

"Let's see what kind of tricks she can do." He led her over to the first man she had spoken to. He leaned back, legs spread, and patted his crotch.

 

"Come here, puppy."

 

Ryan shoved Hayley to her knees, and handed the leash to the man on the couch. "Be a good girl," he told her. Hayley began to unbutton the man's pants, but he jerked the leash hard, yanking her close to his face.

 

"No hands, bitch." He pushed her back down, and she began tugging at his zipper with her teeth, using her lips to twist his buttons out. His cock was hot and hard, and nearly hit her in the face when it sprang from his pants. Hayley looked up at Ryan, but he smacked her behind sharply with the crop. She squealed and began tonguing his head. He groaned and wrapped her hair in his hand, pulling her down and making her take the rest of his cock in one slurp.

 

The rest of the crowd cheered and hooted as she sucked his cock. Every time he pulled her down onto him, her ass rose into the air. Someone threw an ice cube at her behind and she squealed.

 

"Little slut doesn't even wear panties," someone called.

 

"Bet you can't hit her cunt," shouted another. This was followed by a flurry of ice cubes pelting her ass. One of them struck her pussy and bounced off, making her yelp. The man holding the leash pushed her head down, hard, plunging his cock all the way into her throat. She tried to gasp, but couldn't. He began to fuck her throat, and she squirmed. Ryan hit with the crop again.

 

"Bad girl. Suck his dick like a good little bitch."

 

The man with the leash was still holding her down. She couldn't breathe, and continued to struggle on his cock.

 

"Yeah, you like that, you little bitch," he groaned. "You're going to love this," he stopped moving and held her immobile on his cock as he spewed cum into her throat.

 

Ryan struck her again with the crop. "Swallow, bitch. Swallow or you'll be sorry." Hayley shuddered and swallowed, then, as the man with the leash relaxed and let her up, she coughed and sputtered on his jizz. "Bad dog!" Ryan shouted, striking her across the ass with the crop. "Get down on all fours, bitch!" he pushed her down, shoving her face into the carpet. "Who wants to give her ten strikes?" he called out merrily.

 

One of the college boys stood up. He was naked. "Now wait, buddy. We haven't even gotten to see her tits yet. Bring the puppy slut over here, and let's have a look."

 

Ryan looked up. "My apologies. You're absolutely right." He let Hayley up a bit, and prodded her in the direction of the college boy. "Go show him your titties, puppy." Hayley made to stand up, but Ryan pushed her down. "On all fours, bitch."

 

Hayley crawled over to the college boy, her slick wet pussy exposed for everyone to see. He patted his lap. "Up here, slut." She pulled herself onto his lap, his thick cock brushing against her dripping slit. He pulled her thighs on either side of him, so she was straddling his lap and his cock rested against her pussy lips. He tugged her shirt over her head. "No bra?" he grinned. "Are we surprised?" he shouted. The others laughed, calling out "Slut!" "Hungry little whore!"

 

The college boy cupped her tits, squeezing gently. "Not bad, though. Bitch has decent tits for sure." He pinched one of her nipples and she squealed. The head of his cock slipped against her lips, and she trembled violently.

 

"Let's see her cunt!" shouted one of the college boy's friends.

 

He grinned and twisted Hayley around so she was facing the group. Then he pulled her legs apart with his thighs, dangling her between his legs. He pulled her skirt up so everyone could see her hot and inflamed pussy. With his hand, he spread her pussy lips, showing off her hot little slit. "Look at how wet she is," he smirked, dipping one finger into her pussy. Hayley moaned loudly, closing her eyes. "And the bitch wants it so bad." He slid his finger all the way into her and she shuddered with pleasure, pushing against his hand. "Who wants to make this bitch's day?" the boy called out. Hayley looked up at Ryan, shaking with arousal. She arched her back and presented her tits, trying to entice him. Even as her head spun, she wanted to fuck his brains out.

 

Another of the college boys came up and grabbed the leash from his friend. "Crawl, puppy slut. I want you to crawl over to my cock. And then I want you to beg for it." Hayley hesitated, still staring hungrily at Ryan. Ryan walked over to her and struck her hard across the face.

 

"You will do as he says, bitch!" She shrieked. "You will be punished after you finish pleasing him."

 

Shaking with pain, Hayley crawled over the man holding her leash. His pants had been discarded a while ago and his long red cock stood up tall, waiting for her. "Lick it," he commanded. Hayley began sliding her tongue along his shaft. It was much longer than the other man's. "Now suck it." She slid his dick into her mouth, still raw from before. "Take it all, bitch," he said, tightening his grasp on the leash. Hayley slid his dick into her throat, mewling softly. He pushed her head all the way down. "Now swallow." She swallowed hard on his cock and gagged. "Hey Kyle," he called, "come over here too. He pulled Hayley off his cock and she gasped for breath. Kyle came over and stood behind her. "Feel how wet her pussy is." Kyle chuckled and slid two fingers under Hayley's skirt, brushing the opening of her pussy.

 

"What a little slut," Kyle grinned, pushing his fingers into her. Hayley gasped and Kyle's friend shoved her face down on his dick again, laughing. When he let her up, she was coughing and sputtering. He flipped her around so she was facing the others. She glanced at Ryan, who glared back at her, still angry.

 

"Spread your legs bitch," Kyle's friend said. "This might be more than you're used to." Still holding Ryan's gaze, Hayley spread her legs obediently, and the college boy pulled her onto his cock. She slid down onto him slowly, gasping loudly. He was right. It was more than she was used to. And she fucking loved it. Without looking away from Ryan, she began to ride the college boy's cock, sliding up and down it. She moaned loudly as she took the whole thing, again, and again, and again. He grabbed her tits and squeezed them, mashing them together and then using them to pull her up and down as she bounced on his cock.

 

Kyle was stroking himself, watching his friend fuck her. She gasped with pleasure, her mouth hanging open as Kyle advanced towards her. He stood in front of her and smacked her face with his dick. Then he wrapped his hands in her hair and pulled her gasping mouth down onto his cock. Hayley shuddered as the two fucked her face and fucked her pussy. Her hands scrabbled for purchase on Kyle, and his friend grabbed her wrists, holding them behind her and making Hayley stick her tits out.

 

"Yeah you little slut," Kyle crooned. Stick out those pretty titties for me. You suck cock so good. I'm going to cum soon." Hayley squirmed in his friend's lap, trying to brace herself for his load. "Open wide, bitch." Kyle pulled out and pulled her hair back, pumping cum into her face, his friend still bouncing her on his cock. He smeared the rest of his load onto her tits, using them to wipe himself off. His friend was still pounding her cunt and Hayley could feel herself getting close, a hot pressure building in her pussy. She pushed harder against the college boy, moaning louder with every thrust.

 

"What is this?" He shouted, smirking. "You're a bitch. You need to be fucked like one!" He shoved her off his cock and onto the floor, kneeling behind her. She pushed against him, trying to get his dick back inside her, but he held her down, pressing her face into the carpet. "You want it, puppy slut?" He asked, and pushed his head against her pussy lips.

 

"Yes, yes! Please! Don't stop!" Hayley shouted.

 

He slapped her ass. "You're a bitch! Bark like it!" He made as if he were going to pull away altogether.

 

Desperate, Hayley barked. "Ruff!"

 

"Louder, bitch!"

 

"Ruff ruff! Ruff! Ruff ruff ruff!" she yelled, desperate to have his cock back.

 

He laughed and slammed himself into her cunt. He began to fuck her faster, spanking her ass every other thrust. "Bark like a bitch, puppy slut! Bark for me!"

 

Hayley kept barking. She was going to cum, she could feel her orgasm building, bubbling right beneath the surface. Fuck his cock felt great. She barked for him. Then, he pulled out of her and came on her ass.

 

"No!" She screamed. "Fuck! No! Put it back! Fuck me! Fuck me goddamn it!" Hayley thrust against him, nearly going crazy with lust. "Please! Fuck me!" she begged, as he wiped his cock on her, smirking cruelly. She was burning with need, she was so close. She began to rub her clit desperately, moaning louder with every moment, but Ryan grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to grind against him, but he rolled her over onto her stomach, one knee pressed into her back. She began thrusting against the floor, smearing streaks of wetness on the carpet.

 

"You don't get it, do you?" He snarled. He backhanded her across the face, stunning her. Then, while she was dazed, he clipped her collar to one of the D-rings on the floor, slipped her wrists into thick cuffs which he also clipped to the floor, and forced her to kneel with her ass in the air, still shaking and whimpering to be fucked.

 

"You," he smacked her ass with the crop. "Are," He hit her again, on the other ass cheek. "A. Bad," he kept alternating ass cheeks. "Puppy!" The crop struck her pussy, and for a moment she thought she might almost cum. Then the pain came all at once and she screamed in agony, writhing on the carpet.

 

"I will give you one," he hit her ass. "Last," he hit it again. "Chance," he spat, grabbing her hair and pulling her up as far as the collar would allow. "You will do as you are told. You will do exactly whatever anyone here tells you. And maybe, you will get your filthy little puppy slut wet dream and we will let you cum. Is that crystal clear?"

 

Hayley whimpered and nodded, her pussy still burning with a twisted combination of lust and agony.

 

Ryan let go of her hair. "Good. Do not forget that you're a little bitch, and the only reason you are here is to please us." Hayley nodded, not looking up at him. "Good girl," he pet her head. Then he turned to the large man Hayley had invited. "What's your name?" he asked.

 

"Bruce," a deep voice replied. Everything about him felt larger than life.

 

"Bruce, my friend. I'd like to invite you to teach our little puppy slut how to properly please us."

 

Hayley couldn’t see anything because the strap linking her to the floor was too short, but she could feel his enormous footsteps on the carpet behind her, could picture his thick, musclebound body advancing towards her helpless bound form. His hand stroked the top of her ass, squeezing. He might not meant to have squeezed hard, but it hurt. His hands slid down her sides, under her breasts. Hayley mewed softly, arching her back. She could feel his cock pushing against her pussy, and she could tell he was much thicker than the others. He slowly slid inside of her, spreading her pussy wide, making her cry out. She needed to be fucked so badly, but this was almost too much. He held her hips and slowly began to slide out of her slick cunt, then back in. Hayley spread her legs wider, still adjusting to how thick his cock was. He pulled all the way out and she braced herself for what was coming next. But then she felt his head pushing against her asshole and she almost screamed.

 

"No, no, no," she whimpered. He rubbed his dick against her ass, wetting her ass with her pussy juices. "Please," Hayley whined. "I've never done this before." She tried to squirm away from his massive cock, but the fastenings around her neck and wrists held her firmly in place.

 

"Shhh," he said. "You promised you would be a good slut and please us." Bruce stroked her pussy with his finger, then held it front of her. "This is not good. You are too wet, too much a slut." He stuck his finger in her mouth. "You taste what a dirty whore you are?" Hayley sucked on his finger. "You don't even need to be told what to do. You're a natural slut." He slid his finger in and out of her mouth, still pressing his head against her tense asshole. "And this is what we do to sluts." He removed his finger from her mouth and grasped her hips firmly, guiding an inch of his massive cock into her. Hayley squealed and struggled against him, twisting and bucking against his grip and the cuffs. Bruce chuckled. "It feels better when you struggle." He pulled out a little, then pushed deeper into her ass. Hayley was shrieking and thrashing on the ground. "That's not even half of my dick," he sneered as he worked himself deeper and deeper into her ass. When he was nearly in, he paused, stroking Hayley's hips. She shuddered and gasped beneath him, her eyes watering with the pain. "Do not cry, puppy." He ran his hands up her thighs. "You wanted this so badly before, slut. And now I'm going to give it to you. Because this is what we do to sluts." And he shoved the rest of his cock into her asshole. Hayley screamed. It was too much. He was going to tear her in half. He was going to fuck her to death.

 

He started fucking her, really fucking her. She couldn't catch her breath, couldn't stop screaming as he slammed her asshole with his dick. Every thrust knocked the wind out of her, but he kept pounding her. He fucked her until she thought she might pass out, then whispered in her ear. "You're a good bitch." He kept reaming her ass, "your asshole is so tight. I'm going to give you a treat and fill it up with cum, puppy slut." He reached down to rub her clit. "Are you ready, puppy slut? Say please!" He pressed on her clit, making her moan.

 

"Please!" she yelled. Behind her, he groaned and she could feel his cock spasming inside her raw asshole. She yelped and instinctively tried to pull away, but he kept pressing on her clit, rocking her closer to orgasm even as his hot cum burned her raw ass.

 

"Please!" Hayley screamed, bucking against his hand and his cock, spewing jizz in all directions. "Don't stop!" she begged.

 

Bruce slid out of her asshole and took his hand away. "You're a good puppy slut. You've got an ass full of cum. That's your treat." He smirked, and stood up.

 

Hayley whimpered, still burning to be fucked. Bruce's jizz trickled out of her ass and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to walk the next day, but right then all she cared about was getting off.

 

Suddenly, her wrists were free and she was being tugged up by her collar.

 

"Put your hands above your head," Ryan commanded. Hayley obeyed, and he led her over to an unoccupied couch. By now, like the others, he was also completely naked. He sat down and motioned for her to join him. She made to sit in his lap, but he pulled her around to straddle his lap, facing him. He lay back, tugging her leash and pulling her on top of him. "Fuck me, puppy slut," he told her. Hayley grabbed his cock and slid it into her pussy, groaning with pleasure. He stared back at her. "Fuck me." Hayley began to ride him, gently at first, then harder when his expression remained unimpressed. His dick felt amazing, and it made her cunt hotter and slicker than before. He caught her wrists and pulled her forward, so her chest rested on his, and he began to thrust into her, making her head spin with delight.

 

Suddenly, another cock was pushing at her asshole. She struggled and tried to get away, but Ryan held her wrists tightly. "No, puppy slut," he told her firmly.

 

The new cock slid into her ass, much smaller and more pleasant than the previous one, and when it began to fuck her, she groaned and leaned into his thrusts, bouncing between Ryan and the other. She loved having two at once. It made her head spin and her core throb. Ryan was grinning at how much she was enjoying herself, and thrust harder into her pussy.

 

One of the college boys had been stroking himself in the background and now presented his cock to her. Hayley slid it into her mouth, sucking as if her life depended on it.

 

Ryan smiled. "Good puppy slut. Are you going to cum for us?" Hayley's cunt was burning now. She nodded, bucking between cocks and moaning around the dick in her mouth. The burning knot in her pussy spread up to her skull and down through her toes and she shrieked and squirmed with ecstasy. Ryan kept pounding her pussy and the man behind her continued plowing her ass as the pleasure exploded across her cerebellum. Everything dimmed and blended together, and she screamed and came and the world spun into a mass of naked male bodies as she flew from consciousness.