THE DOMINATION OF DANA

     Wendy was feeling good about herself today, having recaptured
control of her self, and finally getting on with her life. Today
was her first job interview since reclaiming her freedom from her
mistress. Wendy had dedicated her life to being a sexual slave,
and her mistress took advantage of that decision for 3 years. The
entire time of her confinement, Wendy was subject to torture,
sexual perversions, submission, and a life of service. She liked
the role she voluntarily assumed, but soon it got to be too
serious, and when she was forced to give up her identity, and live
only to serve her mistress, then it was more of a captive
situation. She had hoped that some day she would break free of her
mistresses hold, but there were several days when that seemed
unlikely, if not impossible. The day came however when her
mistress was offered a position with a company out of the country,
and had to move immediately, and she couldn't wait for Wendys'
passport to be processed, so Wendy was set free. Now that Wendy
had regained her freedom, and collected her thoughts, she was
ready to get back into a daily routine, which included finding
work.

     As Wendy sat in the waiting room awaiting her interview, she
felt her stomache turn. She was nervous. Not only hadn't she had
contact with other people, except her mistress, for the past 3
years, but she hadn't had a paying job since then either. Finally,
after what seemed like an eternity, she was called into a small
office, where she was introduced to Dana Howard, her interviewer.
Dana was an attractive woman, in her late thirties. She was a thin
redhead, about 5'6" tall, and she had green eyes, that stood out
amongst the locks of red hair that hung to her shoulders.

     " Miss Myers, may i call you Wendy? " asked Dana

     " Certainly " Wendy replied, " and thank you for the chance
to interview for this position."

     " Well, I see that you were an executive secretary at your
last place of employment, and we are in need of someone to enhance
our secretarial staff. I see that you had all the necessary
training, and skills for such a position, but Wendy, I do have one
question."

     Wendy felt a lump form in her throat. " Please, feel free to
ask. "

     Dana looked deep into Wendys' eyes. " I see that you haven't
been employed for over three years now, and i wonder if you would
be able to handle the changes in technology that have changed the
way in which we perform our jobs. In the past three years we have
upgraded our systems, to the latest in fax, dictation, and word
processing equipment, in order to keep up with the directives from
our vast management staff. In short Miss Myers, we are kept very
busy, and we have to keep up. I'm not convinced that you could
jump into this routine after having been away from it for three
years. Could you tell me why you have not worked for that length
of time? "

     Wendy was afraid that she would be asked that question. "
Miss Howard, that is a very long story, one which I would be happy
to share with you, but i must warn you, it's not a pleasant one. "
Wendy took a deep breath, and watched Dana adjust herself on her
chair. " I was held as a captive of sorts for the last three
years. " Wendy watched as Dana showed a look of surprise. " I was
held by a woman, and taken away from my life, and given no choices
about my own life. "

     Dana stammered, and asked Wendy if she needed a glass of
water, as she had noticed that Wendys' voice was beginning to
become raspy through the tears she had begun to shed. Dana asked "
Wendy, I'm so sorry, but I must ask, did you notify the police? Is
there a case pending against this woman? And even more curious
Wendy...WHY? Why did this woman do this to you? "

     Wendy knew she was in danger of losing her chance at the
position, but she knew that by refusing to answer the question was
going to be perceived as a refusal to answer, and that would be
suicide to her chances. " She held me as a slave. " Wendy
whispered.

    " Miss Myers, did I hear you correctly? Did you say you were a
slave? "

     "Yes maam, I was a slave, i was used to satisfy my captor,
but I assure you, that episopde is over, and I am anxious to get
my life back. I have not filed a police report, because of the
public embarassment i would be forced to endure, and Miss Howard,
I've suffered enough humiliation. "

     It was all Dana could do to keep her jaw from dropping. "
Wendy, I dont feel that we have a place for you with us. Your
absence from the business world, your choice or not, would only
take away from our proficiency. You have already missed over three
years of work, why don't you miss a little more and straighten
things out in your mind, and in your life. You still seem to be
suffering from your...er...ordeal. "

     "But Miss Howard, I am ready. I am capable, and I will be an
asset, not a hindrance to your team. " pleaded Wendy.

     " I'm sorry Wendy, but I don't see an amiable agreement being
reached here. Thank you for your time. " and she stood up to show
Wendy the door.

     The pain in Wendys' eyes was evident, she realized that
though physically free from her mistress, she was still under the
control of her. Her life was NOT hers again, and that grim
realization hit her hard. Wendy rose to her feet, and walked to
the door, stopping long enough to look into Danas' eyes once more,
as if she was begging for Danas' understanding. Dana stood cold at
the door, and followed Wendy to the lobby. Wendy was sobbing by
the time they reached the lobby, and she wearily made her way out
of the lobby, looking back one last time to see Dana smiling and
gesturing to the secretary at the desk to cross her off the list.
Danas' smirk unsettled Wendy. Dana seemed to be enjoying the
story. How perverted it must sound to her, how deviant. Dana
obviously did not understand what had happened. Wendy felt
humiliated, hurt, and worse yet, she felt like she was the daily
joke at that office. The more Wendy thought about it, the madder
she got. She spent years planning her life, and dreaming of how it
would resume someday. Wendy walked out of the building, and headed
for her car, where she sat and wept for a while. As she wept, the
rage built inside of her, a deep burning rage that had actually
been building for more than three years. As the rage swept
forward, the humiliation passed. Wendy was feeling like there was
only one way to take control of her life now, and that was to be
in control of those around her. To be in control of her settings,
and to remain in control of all situations that arise. She felt an
inner strength coming out, one that she had never felt. The rage
was making her strong, and changing her forever.

     Hours had passed since she left the office, and Wendy found
herself still in a trance-like state in her car. She came around
to reality again when she saw Dana walking to her car. This is
when Wendy acted on her rage, without thinking, and without even
planning on what she was about to do. Wendy got out of her car,
and walked towards Dana. Dana stopped when she saw Wendy
approaching her.

     "Bitch!" Wendy yelled. " You wouldn't believe that my life
was mine again, so now I must prove to you that I am in control."
Dana started backing away from her. Fear washed over her face.
Wendy had a fire in her eyes. Wendys' blue eyes sparkled amidst
her blonde hair, her breasts bouncing as she stepped towards Dana.
Dana turned and started to run to her car, but was stopped short
by Wendys grasp. Wendy turned her around easily, using her slight
height and weight advantage to gain control of Dana.

     " What do you want with me? Why are you grabbing me? LET GO
OF ME! "

     " No! You had fun at my expense, laughing at my misfortunes.
I lived through hell, and now I can see that it is making me
stronger. You showed me that, and now I must show you how strong I
am, and how I am in control of my life again. You will be sorry
you tossed me away, and didn't even give me a chance. " Wendy was
grabbing Dana by her hair, pulling her towards her car. Dana was
fighting back, but she was off balance, and was being pulled
awkwardly by her hair. Fighting was futile. Dana knew she was
helpless against Wendy.

     They approached Wendys' car, and Wendy shoved Dana across the
front seat, and buckled her in tight, threatening her that if she
made a move, or any sound, there would be reprocussions. Dana knew
she was no match for Wendy, and was terrified, too terrified to
think, too terrified to even fight for her life. Wendy started the
car, and left. Dana was sobbing all the way home. Wendy was
shouting at her to shut up and be quiet, but Dana had lost all
control of herself, and was unable to stop her crying. Wendy had
heard enough, and without warning, backhanded Dana across the
face. Dana was shocked, and the sting from the slap seemed to run
its course through her entire body. Dana sat with a blank
expression on her face, grasping her face, feeling the heat from
the welt forming on her cheek, and felt a sudden warmth between
her legs. Dana was in shock, and was peeing right there, with no
control, anywhere in her body. The sobbing started again, and Dana
squeaked out a barely audible question..." What are you going to
do with me? "

     " I am going to do whatever the hell I want to do with you,
and you will love it, or there will be more punishment that will
make that slap seem like a kiss. " Just then, Wendy noticed the
puddle of urine flowing from the car seat to the floor. " You
bitch, you fucking worthless bitch..you soiled my car! You are
going to clean up this mess, or i'm going to clean it up with your
face and hair." Dana was sobbing, trembling, totally absorbed in
shock. " Take down your panties, pig, and pull them off. Wipe up
the seat with them before it stains any worse than it already has.
NOW...DO IT NOW CUNT! "

    Dana did as she was told, and shifted herself on the seat, and
removed her panties, and used them to mop up the mess she had
made. Her sobbing was getting louder again, and as they approaced
Wendys' house, Dana received another slap across her face. " I see
you refuse to shut up, so I have no choice but to shut you up. I
will not have you sobbing in my driveway and maybe being seen by
another car that might be passing by. I have no close neighbors,
as you can see my pet, so your screams would be useless, but your
sobbing must stop. You must learn that you will do what i say, and
stop when i say to stop. Now, how do you think i should get you to
stop your crying? "

     Dana was afraid to answer that question, and her breath was
too short from crying to even be able to answer.

     " Put those nasty, disgusting panties in your mouth, cunt!
roll them up and stuff them in your mouth to stop that crying.
When babies cry they get a pacifier. You will use your panties as
your pacifier, baby! " Wendy slapped her again, reinforcing the
fact that she meant every word that she said. With that, Dana
pleaded with Wendy to stop this torture. She begged Wendy to take
her back to her car, and to let her just pay to have her car
cleaned. " You fuckin rich, snobby cunt! You think you can buy
your way out of this? You are mine now, and you will see that my
three years away from my life was not my choice. You will live the
hell I lived. NOW PUT THE PANTIES IN YOUR MOUTH! " Dana rolled up
the panties, and gagged as she pressed them against her lips,
opening her mouth slowly to accept them in. She pushed with her
fingers, pee dripping from the panties, down her arm, as she
stuffed them completely into her mouth. She was repulsed by the
taste or her own urine, and even worse, was gagging as it began
dripping down her throat. They arrived at Wendys' house, and
pulled into her garage. Wendy led Dana out of the car by her hair,
and threw her against the door. Wendy grabbed Danas'  breast
through her clothing, and squeezed tightly, looking into her eyes.
" Welcome to your hell on earth, bitch. " Wendy unlocked the door,
and threw Dana inside. Dana was gasping for air, her mouth
plugged, and her nose full from her crying. Wendy advised her to
comply and things would go easier on her. " I will remove your
pacifier so you can breath easier if you learn the rules of my
home. The first rule is, slaves do not wear any clothing." Wendy
sat back and waited to see how obediant Dana was going to be. Dana
started removing her dress, dropping it to the floor, then the
rest followed. Dana stood naked, tears flowing from her eyes. Her
hands trying to cover up her pubic mound, and her arms covering
her breasts. " Very good Dana dear, my second rule is that you
will adress me only as Mistress, or Maam. You have done well so
far, so i will allow you to take your pacifier out now. "  Dana
reached for her mouth, sticking two fingers inside, and withdrew
her panties. She held on to them, standing as straight as she
could, staring at Wendy. Wendy went over to her, and slapped her
again, on the face. Dana reeled as she was enduring more pain and
humiliation now than she had ever dreamed imaginable.

     The next rule is that you will not look at me unless directed
to. You will aim your stare at the floor, where all slaves spend
most of their time. Do you understand me? "

     " Yes, I understand. " Dana mustered.

     Wendy reached out and grabbed Danas breasts, twisting it.
Dana tried to pull back, which increased the pressure on her
breast. "You have already forgotten the second rule, bitch. You
will address me as Mistress when you speak to me. " Dana stood
silent, looking down. " Yes mistress. " was all she could think to
say.

     " You will be my slave, and live only to please me. You will
have no contact with any other people, and I will make sure of
that by confining you to the very same room that held me for three
years. You will be allowed out only when I am here, and you will
serve me in every way when I am here. You like that, don't you
slut? "

     " No, I don't like that at all. I am not a lesbian, and i
don't plan on having any kind of sexual contact with you. " Dana
was attempting to make one last stand for her freedom, trying to
stand her ground to see if Wendy might wake up from her trance
like state, but she soon learned that this was the beginning of
the end for her identity.

      Wendy grabbed Danas hair, pushing her face into the wall,
and with her other hand, reached back and with a closed fist, hit
Dana in her abdomen. Dana felt a pain unlike any she had felt
before, and passed out.

     Dana woke up and found herself tied to a bed, in a room with
no windows. there was little in the room, just a bed and a cabinet
that appeared to be locked. She felt the immense pain in her side
from the punch, and she felt the ties restricting her motion. Her
legs were secured to the bedposts, with a metal rod cuffed between
them to keep them open. She also felt an odd burning in her
crotch.

     " I hope you have learned that you are no longer Dana, and no
longer are entitled to an opinion, or a choice in what you do or
what is done to you. I could continue to punish you, but i think
you might have an easier time if you try to follow my orders.
While you took a nap, I took the liberty of having you conform to
another of my rules. You are not allowed to have pubic hair, so I
shaved that nasty pussy of yours. I didn't use water or cream to
do it, so you might feel a little itching and burning, but you
will get used to that. I'm glad you're awake now though, so you
can share in this moment. Wendy leaned over Dana and put her hands
around her neck. Dana winced, expecting some sort or abuse, but
instead felt a collar being put around her neck, with a metal tag
hanging from it. The collar was securely fastened, and Wendy stood
back to admire her pet. Dana looked down, and over her breasts she
saw her bare pubic mound, red and irritated, she saw the ties
around her feet, and she felt the pain still in her side. Surely
someone would be searching for her by now.

     " Now, I think it's time to get you ready for your first
night as a slave slut. All slave sluts prefer to be teased for
long periods of time, with no relief, so I have a cabinet full of
toys that I will introduce you to in time. For now though, you
will spend your first night keeping this butt plug warm for me,
and wearing this mask to cover your slut face. Wendy slid the
rubber mask over her head, and when it was on, she attached a ball
gag to it, put it into her mouth, and tightened it. Wendy inserted
the butt plug into Danas' ass, without lube of any kind. She
jammed it into her tight ass, and Dana winced with pain, unable to
scream. Wendy attached the plug to a strap, and tied it around her
waist, so the plug would stay in place over night. " Good night
slut, you may rest for the night, and i suggest you do. Your day
will be a learning experience tomorrow, and you'll need your
energy. "

Wendy turned out the light, and left the room. Dana laid there
trying to fall asleep, hoping that she would wake and find it was
all a dream. Dana also knew that she was not tired, though she had
been through hell, because she had passed out for an unknown
period of time, and because it was still early in the evening. So,
instead of sleeping, Dana laid awake, feeling the pressure of the
plug in her ass, the sting on her face and in her crotch, the gag
in her mouth, and the intense pain in her side. Dana also realized
that she was very thirsty, and that the last fluid she had tasted
was her own urine, which did little to quench her thirst. At some
point during the night, after hours of trying, Dana drifted off to
sleep, leaving her torture behind for a short, but sweet slumber.

     Dana was awoken sometime during the middle of the night by
feeling her gag being released from her mouth. " Are you hungry or
thirsty, slave? "

     " Yes mistress, I am. " Dana remembered to add the title of
mistress that time, hoping it would get her something to drink.

     Wendy produced a jug of water, and took a long drink from it.
" I might have the heart to give you something to drink, slut,
would you like that?"

     " Yes mistress, please. I'm so thirsty. "

     " Well, I think that maybe you might deserve a drink now. "
Wendy walked over to the bed, placing the jug just out of Danas'
reach, and  it was then that Dana noticed Wendy was not dressed
from the waist down. Wendy swung her legs around, sitting on the
edge of the bed, and then climbed up more, placing her legs over
Dana, eventually straddling her. Wendy crawled up, placing her
pussy inches from Danas' mouth. " Can you see how wet my pussy is,
slut? Can you feel the need for that wetness on your lips? " Dana
was repulsed by the thought of tasting another womans pussy. She
had never thought about it as an option for her sex life, but she
knew she was not going to have a say in this. Wendy slid her pussy
over Danas' lips, and covering the rubber mask with her juices.
Dana smelled the heady aroma of her pussy for the first time, and
knew it was going to be the first of many times. She felt her lips
being coated with moisture, and it felt good. Dana was desperate
for any moisture in her mouth, and slowly, reluctantly, extended
her tongue and felt it rub against her mistresses pussy. Wendy
felt the tongue, and smiled. She let out an evil chuckle, and
looked down at Dana. " Well, Look at who is a cunt sucker. Do you
like my pussy, slut? You love eating it, don't you? " Wendy ground
her hips faster and harder against Danas' face, forcing her tongue
to go deeper into her pink folds. Dana was gasping for air, being
smothered by her mistresses pussy. She was tasting her juices, as
they were flowing freely down her throat. Danas' mouth was once
again wet, and she felt like if her mouth wasn't covered with
pussy, she could speak, and she actually felt like she would be
asking for more. Wendy rotated her hips faster, grinding her pussy
into Danas' mouth, Dana answering by sticking her tongue out
farther, then stopping to lick faster around her mistresses clit.
Wendy moaned out loud as her clit was being sucked on by her new
slut. Dana was trying desperately to try to gain some sort of
pleasure herself, but she couldn't break the ties to touch
herself. She was hot, and she knew that her own pussy was as wet
as the one she was sucking. Wendy rocked with a fevered pitch, and
convulsed as she sent a flood of cum splashing down onto the mask,
and into her sluts mouth. Dana slurped greedily at her cum,
drinking all that she could suck out. And as fast as she got on
Danas' mouth, Wendy got off of her, looking down at her, smiling.
" You are quite a good cunt licker, I think you've had practice,
you slut. I think you were good enough in fact to get your drink.
" Wendy got off the bed and grabbed the jug of water. Wendy took a
long drink from it, swishing it around in her mouth, and then
spitting it out on her slaves tits. She took another drink, this
time swallowing it. She then lifted the jug, and tilted it,
pouring the precious water onto Dana's hot, exhausted body. the
cool liquid made her nipples stand erect. Danas' hopes of a drink
went as the last drops trickled from the empty jug onto the bed,
and all over her. Wendy again got on the bed and straddled danas'
face. " I said you deserved a drink, so slut, here it is. "  Wendy
straddled her captives mouth, placing her pussy right over her
parted lips. Fear shot throughout Danas' weak body. Would she
actually do this? Could she withstand the humiliation of drinking
Wendys' piss? None of these questions were answered in Danas' mind
however before Wendys golden stream splashed out, filling Danas
mouth. " Bitch, if you know what's good for you, you won't spill a
drop of this. " Dana felt herself passing out with disgust, but
hung on long enough to feel and taste the last drop of her
mistresses piss to trickle down her throat. She felt Wendy wipe
her pussy over her eyes, to clean the piss away, and she felt the
sting as the urine got into her eyes, before she passed out.

     Dana awoke, still tied, laying on an extremely wet bed, and
she remembered how she had been shamed the night before. All
because she wasn't willing to take a chance on Wendy. She fought
against her restraints again, but still was powerless to escape.
the plug in her ass was getting very uncomfortable. Wendy opened
the door and walked in, and smiled at her sweet redhead slave. " I
have a surprise for you, slut. There is a visitor here that I want
you to meet, but first, I want you to wash the stink from your
body. " Wendy released the metal prong between Danas legs, and
freed the ties holding her feet. Wendy removed the rubber mask,
pulling it off with one swipe, allowing it to snap against her jaw
as it slipped free. Her arms were freed now, and Wendy grabbed her
by the hair once again. Wendy led her to the bathroom, where she
ordered her to sit on the toilet. Wendy produced a pair of
clippers, and grabbing Danas' hair again, started to cut it away.
locks of red hair fell to the floor. Dana wept as she saw the hair
she had taken such good care of, and was so proud of, fall. Wendy
kept clipping until there was no hair left. Dana was now
completely bald. Wendy led her to the shower, and turned it on,
cold at first. Dana felt her nipples harden again under the jets
of cold water. Wendy picked up the soap and lathered Danas' body,
telling her that she wasn't worth the expense of the shampoo,
which is why she shaved her head. Wendy finished lathering up her
slave, and instructed her to rinse off. Dana did so, and stepped
out of the shower. Wendy threw her an old towel, one that smelled
like an animal. It was still damp.  Dana dried herself and awaited
her mistresses commands. Wendy took two silver clamps from the
shelf, and tightened them, one after the other, to Danas' nipples.
She then attached a chain between them. Wendy grabbed  Dana by the
arm and led her into the basement. As they approached the bottom
of the stairs, Dana froze with horror. there was a German shepherd
tied to a post in the middle of the floor. Dana didn't want to
think about what was next, but she knew that she was about to be
degraded in the worst way imaginable. " This is your master, you
will show him every bit as much respect as you would show me, do
you understand? "

    " Mistress, I..."  That hesitation caused a sharp slap to land
on Danas' ass. " Yes mistress, I understand. "  Wendy led Dana
closer to the dog, and instructed her to stand before him. There
she stood, not a hair on her body, nipples clamped tight, and
still holding the plug in her ass, standing in front of a beast
that was obviously there as part of her humiliation. " Kneel
bitch, face your master at his level." dana got down on her hands
and knees, facing the dog, and Wendy pushed his face to hers. The
dog stuck his tongue out and licked Danas' face, " Suck on his
tongue, bitch, taste his doggie spit. "  Dana stuck out her tongue
and felt hers meet his, and she sucked it into her mouth, feeling
how hot and wet it was. " Now, turn around and let him smell that
raunchy pussy of yours. " Wendy was  making up the routine as she
went, and was loving the sight of this woman who caused her such
pain just a day before, suffering more pain than she had
inflicted. Dana turned, presenting her ass for the dogs
inquisitive nose. The dog stuck his nose right between her legs,
sniffing, and stuck his tongue out again, and lightly licked her
pussy. she started to cry at the first sign of sexual contact.
Wendy broke their contact then, and brought the dog to her face. "
I think he likes you, slut. Why don't you get to know him a little
better? Reach out and touch his cock. Play with it and make it
hard. " Dana hesitated. She knew that if she gave in to this, she
would forever be a dog fucking whore in her mind. She felt the
chain attached to the nipple clamps pulling hard on her almost
dragging her to the dog. Damn, that hurt. She reached out and
touched the dogs red cock that was just starting to protrude from
the sheath. It was slimy and warm, and it seemed to double in size
when she first touched it. The dog was prancing around, wanting
the feeling in his cock to continue, but also wanting to feel
something different. " Taste your masters cock, slut. Let him feel
that tongue that was so good to me. "

     " Yes mistress, I'll suck on his cock for you mistress. "
Dana felt like she was split in half, half being terrified and
disgusted, and the other half enjoying her new role.  The dog
leaned forward a bit, giving her room to stick her bald head
beneath his stomache, and taking his cock in her hands, she guided
it to her lips. Her tongue came out and swirled over the tip of
his cock. She was dizzy, lost in the depravity of what she was
doing. She closed her mouth around his cock, and pushed more of it
into her mouth. The dog jumped up, placing his front paws on her
shoulders, and lunged into her, pushing his cock deeper, until it
hit the back of her throat. She tasted his precum start to drain
into her mouth. It was salty, and bitter, yet she was enjoying it.
The dog was ramming his cock into her mouth harder now, fucking
her like she was his bitch, which was made clear now, she was his
bitch.  Wendy reached down and pushed against the butt plug,
causing her to squirm. She then gave a fast tug, and the plug was
finally released from her ass. Wendy then pulled the dog off of
her slut, and led him behind her. She pointed to Danas' pussy, and
the dog sniffed her one last time, and mounted her. Dana had not
felt a single touch to her pussy yet during this entire ordeal,
and she was ready to feel some relief. She actually wanted to feel
this dogs cock inside of her. She wanted to cum, and she didn't
care how. Dana was on her knees, with her head resting on the
floor. The dog pushed, and in one thrust, split her cunt wide
open, and was inside of her well lubricated pussy. Dana was lost
in her lust, as out of control as the moment she was abducted. "
Master, please fuck me harder. Mistress, I want to cum, please
mistress, may I cum? The dog was fucking her pussy harder with
each thrust, pushing her across the floor.

     " I may let you, but only after your master has been served,
bitch. You are here for HIS pleasure. I really don't care about
yours. " Wendy laid down in front of Dana, and reached for the
chain, pulling it hard, stretching her tits. She pulled Dana so
that her mouth was over her mistresses pussy. " Eat my perfect
pussy! Suck my cum out of me, Pleasure me! "

Dana gladly lowered her head to Wendys' pussy, lapping at it like
a kitten on a saucer of milk. Tasting every drop of her mistresses
juices. The dog was pounding her harder still, and Wendy knew that
Dana was going to be getting close to an orgasm soon. " You had
better not even think of cumming before we do or you will not be
allowed to cum again."Dana nodded as she continued to lick Wendys'
pussy. Soon, Wendy was convulsing in orgasm, soaking her sluts
face. Wendy got up and moved to Danas' ass. She reached down and
grabbed the dogs cock as it thrust into her. She yanked at it
once, ripping it from Danas' pussy, and aimed it at her ass. The
dog continued thrusting forward, not wanting to miss a beat, and
poked his cock into her well stretched ass. Dana let out a scream
as the dog pounded his cock into her ass. After a few minutes of
this assault, she felt him start to fall off, and she felt a hot
rush inside of her, as he released his cum deep into her ass. "
Mistress, he has cum, may I cum, please mistress? "

     " I will allow you to cum, if you can live by the following
rule. This is your master, and you are allowed only to cum for
him. You are not allowed to cum with me, by yourself, or with
anybody. Your orgasms belong to him, and him only, and then, only
after he has cum. " Dana was so desperate to cum that this
agreement actually sounded fair to her. " Yes mistress, I cum only
for my master. " With that, Dana had a tremendous orgasm, feeling
the dogs cock slip out of her ass at the same time. She also
realized that she wasn't even touching herself, and there was no
contact to her pussy when she came. Was she that turned on? She
was still lost.

     Wendy stood up, pulling the chain and pulling Dana to her
feet. " Thank your master for his cum, bitch. Go to him and lick
his cock clean for him. She knelt in front of him, lowered her
head and sucked on his cock that had just shot his cum into her
ass. She could feel the cum leaking out of her, and running down
her legs. She could taste her ass on his cock, but she enjoyed his
cock too much to care. " Slut, you must be hungry by now, why dont
you scrape the dog cum running out of your ass off your legs and
eat it? "

     " Yes mistress, I'll lick up his cum for you. I'll clean my
masters cum off of myself for you mistress. "

     After she had eaten every bit of cum she could find, she was
led back to her room, where she was once again secured to the bed.
This was her second day as a captive slut, and she felt that she
was doing well at pleasing her mistress, and her master. She hoped
she wouldn't need to be punished any further.

     Two and a half years later, Wendy had lost her job that she
had found, and was forced to move back to her hometown, needing
her families assistance with finances, and she knew she could not
explain Dana, so Wendy set her free. Dana was saddened by the loss
of her mistress, and her master, whom she served so well. Dana was
now free, and back into the world, and forced to take care of
things she hadn't had to worry about for quite some time. All of
this meant that she would need work to support herself. God, she
hoped she could explain her absence from the business world for
the last two and a half years.