Beastiality

Sister Myriam was driving the convent station wagon to take
her pet, Buster, a full blood German Shepherd, to the vet’s for
his annual checkup. She was unfortunately distracted at a critical
intersection by some of Buster’s antics in the back seat. Buster was
not a very good passenger; he despised the noisy smelly automobiles
and they always made him very nervous, especially when he was in
one. He let out a howl of panic when a large truck let loose a
blast of its air-horn preparatory to pulling out into traffic.

Sister Myriam looked up at the mirror to check on her
precious pet and, because her attention had wandered, ran a red
light. Her car was hit on the driver’s side of the station wagon
by another truck going at a respectable rate of speed.

Poor Sister Myriam was killed instantly. The wagon came
to a stop on the far side of the intersection, still mated to the
front of the truck. Its radiator had burst and steam and scalding
water obscured the front of the wagon. The body of the wagon was
deformed and the passenger-side rear door had popped open.

Buster was in a panic due to his having been hurled about
the wagon’s interior. However, due to the cushioning of the plush
interior of the vehicle, he was uninjured. He spotted the open door
and quicker than thought rushed out of the smoking, steaming
vehicle. Buster was petrified of the sounds of the noisy metal
creatures all around him and in a panic ran from the intersection
and continued to run until he was in a quieter section of the city.

Buster had always been well treated at the convent by the
nuns there and especially by his owner who had bucked the rules of
the order on pets, so this was extremely unpleasant to him. He
wandered about this section and then on out of the city to a quiet
area, with many trees and the scents of strange animals all around
him. He came upon a little farmhouse in the waning light of the day
and collapsed at the front door in exhaustion.

Jan Taylor was getting ready for bed when she heard a faint
whimpering coming from the open window of her bedroom. She looked out
the window but was unable to see Buster due to the porch roof. She
again heard the whimpering, louder now. She hurried down to the
front door and opening it spied poor Buster on her front porch.
Seeing the bedraggled animal for the first time she exclaimed,
“Oh My God, You poor thing!”

Jan had a soft spot in her heart for any creature in
distress and rushed out onto the porch to tend to him. Her heart
went out to the obviously owner less pooch (his collar had become
entangled in some underbrush and he had pulled his head from the
loose collar).

Jan tried to drag him into the house but he was too heavy.
Buster rallied some strength and got up and slowly allowed himself
to be led into the warmth of her home. Jan got some water in a bowl
and placed it in front of Buster who, not having had any water since
early that morning, proceeded to noisily slurp it up. Jan knew
enough not to overdo it with the water for awhile and only gave him
sparing amounts of it so that he did not become sick. The water
revived Buster immensely.

“Poor thing”, Jan thought as she petted and soothed his furry
body. “I wonder what happened to you?” Jan checked her refrigerator
for something for the dog to eat and saw some leftover meat loaf from
her dinner.

“I always make too much these days,” she ruminated. Jan
had recently lost her husband of only 5 years and was very lonely.
They had had no children and she had no friends (she did not get
out much due to her very shy nature. Her almost pathological fears
of the outside world had made her almost a hermit).

Jan placed the bowl on the floor and Buster wolfed it down,
demolishing the adult portion of the meat loaf in seconds. She
checked to make sure that he wasn’t injured and except for a few
scratches on his nose he appeared to be in the best of health,
barring his apparent exhaustion, thirst and hunger of course.

Buster took stock of his whereabouts for the first time.
No smelly noisy cars around here, clean water, good food. Then he
checked out this new bitch who was taking care of him. He looked
up at her.

She was a lovely blond haired bitch like his last owner.
She didn’t have on the concealing furs that his last owner seemed
to prefer almost all the time. Of course it was night time and his
previous owner did divest herself of those coverings then. Buster
was tired though and did not want to go to work tonight. He hoped
that she would let him have the night off. He walked to a corner
near a heating vent and curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

Jan watched him make himself to home and thought, “Well
looks like I’ve got a room mate! Just what I needed too. I was
getting very lonely.”

She cleaned up the mess Buster had made on the floor and
went to bed for the evening.

The next morning, Buster was up bright and early. Completely
recovered from the previous day’s exertions, he set about exploring
the farmhouse. He wandered into the bedroom upstairs through the
partially open door. On the bed lay the new human bitch who had
been so nice the night before. She was slightly entangled in the
bedclothes except for a leg and her hips; the other leg was still
partially covered. She wore none of the coverings that humans
usually wore.

Was it time he wondered. No the signal had not been given.
Still he might as well get to know her better.

He hopped up on the bed and licked at her ankle. The
tickling sensation caused the sleeping woman to move her leg away
from the sensation which caused her legs to open. The dog sniffed
at her crotch then licked it once, then once more, and again.

Jan’s body began to get excited in her sleep. Blood began to
flow into her nipples and her pussy began to swell in anticipation.
She began to dream of a handsome man who was licking her pussy.

Buster tasted the juices that began to flow and eagerly
anticipated her giving the signal. He slurped and slurped at her
creaming pussy.

Then she had an orgasm and she screamed which frightened the
dog off the bed. His previous owner had never done that!

Jan awoke right after she had screamed and thought “Wow that
was the most …real dream I’ve ever had. I came to a dream!” She
got up and saw Buster looking through the door.

“Good morning! Did I scare you Hun? Hmmmm what am I gonna
call you ……how about Wolf! You kinda remind me of a wolf.”

Buster looked at her wondering if she was gonna give the
signal. He was hard and had anticipated the fun he would have ….
but no the human bitch did not give the signal so he turned away
disappointed.

Jan saw the bright eyes he had when she called him Wolf. “OK
Wolf go on now I gotta get dressed.”

His eyes took on a disappointed look and Jan thought, “Wolf
really likes me. He wanted to play. Well I will play with him a
little later.” She then went about her morning routine of a bath,
makeup and dressing.

Jan stared at herself in the mirror. “One day I won’t be so
scared of life out there.” She was safe here in her home. The
insurance on her deceased husband had paid the mortgage and left
enough to allow her to live a comfortable life in her safe haven for
the rest of her life. The bank took care of all the bills and the
closest food mart had a standing order that they filled for her on
the first day of the week, every week. Speaking of which her order
for this week should be arriving any…

A horn honked in the driveway. A young pimply-faced delivery
boy drove up to the porch. He placed her food delivery on the porch
and began to walk away.

Jan cracked the door and timidly called out to him.

His eyes got real wide as he turned for this was the first
time he had seen the hermit lady. She was very pretty he thought,
maybe 25 or 26 years old blonde and curvy as hell!! And standing at
her side was a huge German shepherd!!! A mean one too. He saw that
it was silently snarling at him and he wished to leave toot sweet.

“Could you add a case of your best dog food and some doggie
vitamins to my order from now on please?”

“Yes ma’am I sure will do that.”

“You want me to go get them now for this week too?” he asked.

“Yes please,” she replied just before she closed the door.

“Well that takes care of that. No need to take chances like
that again,” she mused.

Buster lost the bristly look as the delivery boy drove off.
He hated the smell and the sound of the delivery truck, the boy who
was driving, and anything connected to it. OK now to play. Buster
ran around Jan barking.

Jan giggled. “Awww he wants to play.” She opened the door
and Buster ran outside. Jan did not join him of course. She very
rarely
ever left her home.

Buster ran around the yard out to an old barn that had seen
better days. He looked around the barn nothing had lived in there
in years. He ran around the yard again sniffing.

A while later Buster came back to the house, not having
found anyone or anything to play with. The store’s delivery truck
was just leaving after having brought back the items Jan had
requested and the door was opening. Jan reached out and snagged the
box of groceries and pulled them inside. Buster wiggled into the
house through the partially open door.

“Oh Wolf you scared me!” Jan exclaimed. Buster watched her
on her knees picking up the cans of dog food that had spilled on the
floor. He crept up to her rear, her ass in the air and saw that she
was only wearing a pair of loose shorts. His tongue leapt from his
mouth and scored on her naked pussy through the loose leg opening.

Jan let out a scream that would curl your hair, once again
frightening poor Buster. “WOLF!! Never do that again. What do you
think I AM, A BITCH?”

Buster’s head shot up into the air. “THE SIGNAL” The human
bitch had given THE SIGNAL PHRASE-”I AM A BITCH.”

Buster’s face curled into a snarl. His teeth grasped the back
of her shorts and with one gigantic pull ripped them from her body.

Jan let out a scream and rolled onto her back looking up as
that teeth filled muzzle shot out and grasped the front of her
pull-over shirt and tore it into pieces.

Jan was now completely naked and pulling herself backwards on
the floor. Buster paced after her, a measured stalk.

“What happened? What did I do to him? Why is he attacking
me?” Jan wondered amid the panicky thoughts of escape she was having.

She looked around looking for an avenue of escape when,
quick as thought, Buster’s head shot forward, his mouth open, his
teeth gleaming in the early morning sunlight coming through one of the
curtained windows. His mouth closed on her throat, his teeth just
denting the flesh encased in his huge muzzle.

Jan froze. “He’s gonna kill me!” she thought. Jan did nothing.

Buster lightly squeezed her throat, the teeth denting the
flesh a little more. Then he released her. He circled the girl.

She began edging backwards again. Buster again grasped her
by the throat. Jan got the picture that time, “DON’T MOVE.”

Buster again released her and once again circled her. Jan
kept quite still laying on the floor, her hands at her sides, her
feet together flat on the floor.

Buster went to her feet and pushed his muzzle between her
feet. She understood, “OPEN YOUR LEGS.” Her legs came open, slowly,
unwillingly, but they came open nonetheless.

Jan still had no idea what was going on. She had been so
nice to Wolf. He had been so nice. What had happened? Why had he
changed? What was he going to do to her?

“OH MY GOD, NOT THAT!!” she screamed, as Buster’s tongue
flashed over her wide open pussy.

“Oh my God, he’s licking my pussy.” She started to put her
hands on the dog’s head to push him away from her now very wet
pussy, but the growl that emanated from the huge powerful dog’s
throat effectively put an end to that.

Buster’s tongue laved her wet cunt with long strokes of his
agile tongue. Unwelcome though it was, the intense licking had made
her pussy tingle and spasm with pleasure. The young woman’s nipples
were now rock hard. Her breaths were getting faster and faster.
Jan’s legs began to tremble as the pleasure made them want to
wrap themselves around the dog’s neck.

“Oh no Wolf stop.” she quivered. “Oh Lord I’m gonna cum,
I’m gonna cum in a dog’s mouth!” she howled!!!

“Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, she
screamed.

Her hips thrust up forcing the dog’s muzzle almost inside
her spasming pussy. Then her body fell back to the floor as she
panted for air.

Buster just kept on licking.

“NO, no, no, no, stop Wolf please.”

Buster of course ignored her and kept licking. Then he
forced his tongue inside the aroused blonde.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she exhaled.

“Mmmmy God, again?” she whispered as once again she came in
the dog’s mouth, with his tongue as far up her furiously pistoning
snatch as it could get.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she said when Buster finally took
his tongue from her pussy. She was weak and barely felt the dog
stepping over her.

She did feel it when he licked her breasts. LICK, bang on the
nipple. Her body arched in pleasure again and she tried to roll away
from the new attack on her body. Amazingly no growl was sounded as she
rolled over onto her stomach.

She pulled her legs up under her and her hands under her to
get up on her feet, not really realizing that she had just gotten
into a perfect doggie position.

Her first realization that she had just made a very big
mistake was when Buster’s legs wrapped around her waist and she felt
something battering on her flesh near her pussy.

“NO! You can’t! I won’t let you!” she yelled.

At that moment the dog’s cock slipped inside her cunt.

She screamed and tried to buck the animal off her back,
which just put her pussy perfectly in line for Buster’s full-power
thrust. Wham, and eight inches of dog-cock plowed up into her
quivering belly. The air was literally driven from her body as her
arms gave out and Buster began to fuck her.

In and out he thrust, with the power of a jackhammer and
damn near the speed of one as well. Wham, wham, wham, one after
another.

Then Jan felt something else. A thicker part of the cock.
Buster seemed to be trying to get that into her as well.

Jan’s mouth was open with the shock of the dog’s brutal rape
of her poor defenseless pussy. Then her mouth opened again as did
her eyes when at last a particularly powerful thrust pushed the
knot inside of her body.

As soon as it was seated the dog’s knot began inflating
until it was the size of a baseball. Jan’s eyes kept getting
bigger and bigger as she felt the knot inflate inside her. She really
didn’t know much about dog physiology. She had no idea that the knot
was there to essentially lock two dogs together and keep all the male
dog’s sperm inside the bitch to ensure that the bitch would conceive
puppies. It was so large that it was painful. She felt soooo full.

Then the dog gave a howl and came inside the panting woman.
Jan once again gave out a scream, and came as well. “Oh Lord it
feels so hot!”

“Well at least he’s done, but why isn’t he pulling out,” she
wondered. And why did she continue to feel hot sperm pumping into her
belly? There was so much of it she actually felt her belly distend a
little.

Buster was now laying on her back licking his drool off her
neck and back. He was done.

He got off Jan slipping one leg over his still-embedded cock
and stood butt to butt with his new bitch. He began to walk over to
his favorite place near the vent to lay down and clean himself,
inadvertently pulling the helpless female along with him. The pain
of being dragged made her scuttle backwards.

Finally, twenty minutes later, his massive knot had deflated
enough for his equally massive cock to pull free of the girl’s
stretched cunt. Its withdrawal was immediately followed by a flood
of sperm spilling out of her well plowed pussy.

Jan collapsed and just lay there gathering up her strength
and thinking back over the events which had just occurred.

“I’ve been raped,” she thought. “Raped by a dog!!!”

Her mind almost refused to believe what had just occurred. She
just lay there in a pool of dog cum, some still leaking from her cunt.
Buster lay in his corner grooming himself.

Jan couldn’t know the special training that Buster had
received at the hands of his previous owner. Sister Myriam had all
the cravings of a bitch in heat but felt so guilty about them that
she had trained her pet Buster to take what he wanted when he
wanted. She would give the command and Buster would instantly begin
treating her as if she were a bitch dog in heat. He would rule her
life until she gave the counter-command, at which time Buster again
became the friendly playmate.

This seemingly contradictory set of circumstances and
actions actually absolved Sister Myriam of any guilt for wanting to
be fucked so badly. She merely gave Buster control. What he did with
it, well, that was on him.

Of course Jan couldn’t know that. All she knew was her
playmate had turned vicious and had ripped her clothes off her body
and then proceeded to viciously rape her. How was she to know that
her accidental use of the begin phrase had by her own command given
Buster control of her, her house, and in effect her very life; that
to Buster, he was now the master. This was now his house, his
domain and that she was now his, his bitch.

He would of course only rule as long as the countering
command was not given, but Jan did not know anything about that.
Oh my Jan doesn’t know all this and she doesn’t know the counter
command either as a matter of fact she doesn’t know anything about
this. Hmmmm what is she going to do.

Chapter Two (Her Master’s Voice)

Jan once again began to take notice of her surroundings. Buster
was in his corner still licking Jan’s pussy juices and his own sperm
off of his shrinking cock. Jan was still lying in a pool of cooling
dog sperm. She got to her feet, which were still a bit wobbly, and
walked up the stairs to her bathroom. Buster had leaped to his feet
at this and paced her the entire way, not leaving her alone for a
minute.

After turning on the tap and after getting the temperature
right she began filling the tub. After the tub was filled she eased
her aching body into the hot water. It was much hotter than she
usually liked it but she felt very dirty at that particular time.

As her body relaxed she once again went over the events
preceding her bath. How was it possible that she had been raped by a
dog? Granted he was a big dog, but she was a human, smarter, superior
to dogs. How could she have not only been raped, but also have cum
during the rape, several times as a matter of fact. She scrubbed
herself a bit harder while going over that in her thoughts.

Buster lay near the heating-vent and watched what his new
bitch was doing. She was playing in the water. Buster had noticed
that his human bitches tended to do strange things at times and that
he had to curtail some of their activities when it did not suit him
to let them play or when such activities would endanger the pack.
Granted it was a small pack, only himself and his bitch, but soon
there would be puppies to fill out the vacancies of the pack.
Buster would see to that.

Buster’s cock began to protrude from his scrotal sack again
as his cock began to harden. Buster’s eyes narrowed and he began to
pant with excitement.

Jan had been purposely ignoring the dog since he followed
her into the bathroom. She began to consider her situation. She was
in a house with a crazy dog who thought she was some kind of strange
bitch dog, a dog who would and it seems could fuck her whenever it
crossed his mind. She had no phone. She had no friends who would
visit her and discover her situation. No one would look for her,
since they were used to her not being seen. Even her food was
delivered. THE DELIVERY BOY!!!! That was it. She would wait for a
week and… A WEEK!!!! A week of this…

A lustful growl disrupted her thoughts and she opened her
eyes to take in Buster’s toothy grin not two inches in front of her
eyes. Jan sank down into the now only warm water, trying to get away
from those razor-sharp teeth. Buster barked once then twice and she
understood his orders: “GET OUT.”

Buster stood back away from the tub and Jan came up out of
the water and got out, water dripping from her body. Tiny streams
ran between her breasts and down over her stomach through her
pussy-hair and down her legs. Jan saw his cock free from its furry
covering and hard again. She shuddered knowing that round two of her
subjugation to the huge animal was about to begin.

Buster stalked behind her and reared up knocking the tiny
woman to her hands and knees. Buster did not mount her as she
thought he would so she got back to her feet, or started to at any
rate.

When she began to get up Buster growled and nipped her ass
with his teeth. Jan screamed and fell back to her hands and knees
and turned staring at Buster.

“What do you want Wolf!!?” she cried.

Buster stared at her on her hands and knees like any bitch
would have to be. As soon as Jan saw how he was looking at her she
understood. He thinks I’m his bitch and a bitch walks on all fours
doesn’t she? She suddenly understood her future.

“Oh My God! He means to keep me here and fuck me and make
puppies with me, He doesn’t know that’s not possible, so he’ll keep
trying and trying.”

Jan crawled out of the bathroom into the hall and from her,
well, from her MASTER’S Voice, His Growl, His Bark, His Bite, she
was directed to the basement game room. A nice well-lit room with
no windows, well-insulated and well-furnished, with a lot of fun
home-games and a lot of free space in the center of the room where
one could play twister or dance, or be brutally fucked by your dog.

“I’m not gonna do this.” Again she rebelled and began to
stand up but again she was tackled from behind and her master’s
teeth settled around her neck. When she was once again on her hands
and knees like a proper bitch, her ass hiked up high in the air. She
was such a little woman (barely 5′3″) that Buster could maintain his
neck lock and still get into position over her.

Jan remained frozen, making little high-pitched squeals but
locked into position. Buster gained the necessary position and once
again began probing for her cunt with his cock. He poked and prodded
but couldn’t seem to get the bitch in the right position until he
bit down a bit on her neck and she willingly rearranged her ass a
bit higher and to the left where he had been prodding her.

She gasped again as this, this, well this DOG once again
jabbed his slimy thing into her pussy. The outrage, the shame of it
all. The fires of superiority, of pride, of humanity left her eyes.
With every thrust of this dog’s cock into her human pussy she became
in her own eyes as in his, a bitch.

The feeling of that cock pounding into her again and again
and again raised a bestial feeling in her. Her body began to come
alive, to tingle all over. Her nipples, at first hardened from the
chill of the air after her bath, then fear hardened, now were just
lust-hardened. Her cunt, at first dry except for the residual water
from the bath, now was cum-slicked from Buster’s lubricating fluids
and her own cunt juices.

Over and over he thrust into her. She was being driven by
the force of the thrusts slowly across the room. His knot was
slowly being pushed up into her again, but it seemed to not want
to go in this time, until the bitch raised her ass to her master’s
thrusting and it slipped into place and promptly inflated, locking
them together again.

The bitch howled from the pain of the blockage and then
again when she came. Buster howled with her as he came and came and
came into his wonderful if willful bitch.

Buster remained over her this time until his knot had
shrunk enough for him to pull free and his sperm spewed from her
pussy like a miniature river, his mouth still around her neck. He
released his mate. She was his mate now, he could tell. Although
she was still probably as willful, he knew that a part of her was
now his.

The meter man smiled when he heard the howls coming from
the basement. Though he could not see the dogs, he knew what was
happening, having heard and seen plenty of dogs fucking while he
went from house to house recording the meter readings. As he was
leaving he thought, “Go for it doggie. Get you some bitch pussy.”

The bitch awoke some time later. Again she was passed out
in a pool of dog cum and she stretched and cooed at the feelings in
her body. She felt a funny feeling and saw her belly bulge and
then she felt the contractions as the first puppy came out of her
belly, then another and another until six hungry wiggling shapes
were lying there. She cleaned each of them then lay down and let
them nurse at her tits, two at her breasts and the other four at her
new tits which had grown in to help feed the pups. She loved the
feeling of the lapping…. the lapping..

Buster was again startled as the scream of his new mate
interrupted his busy lapping at her breasts. He sprang back as
the scream let go and she sprang up and awake.

“Oh God it was only a dream!!” she said. Buster growled at
the sudden actions of his bitch.

Jan got very calm, very quickly. She got to her hands and
knees again and crawled up the stairs to her bathroom where she
once more took a bath, this time without interruptions from Buster,
who was again just lounging around the bathroom watching her.

She finished her ablutions and started to dress in a pair
of shorts but Buster’s growl warned her not to bother with dressing.
She was a bitch and bitches did not wear clothes.

Jan wondered what she could do. She did not have a gun. The
only possible weapons were in the kitchen, THE KNIVES! Jan crawled
down the hall and down the stairs to the kitchen, followed of
course by Buster.

In the kitchen she looked at Buster and tried to get to
her feet. This time it was allowed by the large dog who curled up
in his favorite corner. Jan went over to the knives and pulled one
out of the wooden container and started to turn when she heard the
warning growl behind her.

Jan froze. She glanced over her left shoulder which was
away from the area she had started to turn towards. She saw Buster
looking at her, his fangs dripping saliva. She realized that he
could rip out her throat before she could even finish a turn. She
slowly turned back toward the counter and replaced the knife into
its wooden container. When she turned back around Buster was in his
spot watching her, again.

“Jesus it’s like he can read my mind,” she thought. She
didn’t know that dogs are often very astute in their responses to
humans. They instinctively seem to know who is an enemy and who is
not. They take their action cues from things that are beyond the
senses of humans, like the smell of her when she was afraid, like
the small muscle movements she made when she went for the knife and
gripped it by its handle, like the sound of the automatic sharpener
scraping the edge of the blade as it was pulled from its spot in the
wooden holder. All these clues told Buster that he was in danger and
he acted. So in a way he did read her mind; he read her mind’s
intention, cued to him by the actions of her body. But Jan didn’t
know all that, all she knew was that he knew what she was going to
do before she did it. Another speck of superiority died in her.

Jan got herself something to eat and fixed Buster something.
She ate in a very mechanical fashion; her thoughts were not on her
food, but on her own problems. Jan was at a loss, a dead end. “What
can I do to escape from Wolf?” she thought.

He had finished his meal and was pacing around the room. He
wanted to go outside and romp a bit (not to mention take care of
some pressing needs. After all, some things no well-trained dog did
inside and Buster was nothing if not well-trained).

Jan saw this and saw her chance to escape. When Wolf went
outside, she would close the door and lock him outside. Then even
if he hung around for a week she would eventually be able to
contact the authorities through the delivery boy and have the
animal disposed of.

She got up and received a growl in warning and immediately
went back to her hands and knees. She crawled to the door and opened
the door, then pulled back waiting for Buster to go outside.

Of course Buster knew that the new bitch was not trained
properly and might run away, but he knew the way around that
problem. He would simply do what his previous owner had done to
him and had taught him to do to her as well.

Buster got to his feet and bypassed his young willful bitch
and went into the utility room just off the kitchen. It had been
Jan’s husband’s workroom and now served as storage space for things
that Jan no longer needed but was too sentimental to throw out.

Buster pulled what he wanted off of a peg on the wall and
dragged it into the kitchen where his bitch still sat looking at
him in curiosity and then dawning horror as she saw what he had
retrieved from the room… a leash and attached collar.

The leash had belonged to her husband’s old dog, Katie,
a shepherd bitch which had pined away for her dead master and
finally died of a general systemic shock herself. The collar was
a cute pink color as was the leash. Jan herself had purchased it
for Katie about six months before her husband’s death.

She looked at the dog with amazement. “No Wolf please not
that!!” she said, but she received a growl from the dog as he laid
her new trousseau in her lap. Buster stepped back and then snarled
at his disobedient bitch.

She knew what he wanted her to do. Since she had no choice
she placed the collar on her neck and found that it fit her very
well. She buckled the buckle and she then sat back on her haunches
and just sat there feeling miserable.

Her new master took the end of the leash and walked out
the door with his bitch trailing behind. She balked at the door,
trying to close it on the leash, but was jerked outside by the
powerful dog.

Jan was now out of her element, out in the world she had
fled, away from her beloved home, her safe haven. She was now out
in the world again, and not only out but leashed and collared like
a dog and as naked as one as well. Well more really, dogs at least
had fur. She did not and it was pleasantly cool outside. Her skin
immediately got goose bumps and she went out a little ways out of
the shade of the house to sit in the middle of her back yard, in
the sunlight, facing the old pasture and the barn.

Buster sniffed around the back yard, lifted a leg and sent
a stream of dog pee onto an unlucky bush. He ran around doing the
same at strategic intervals, marking his territory. Then he took a
dump in an out-of-the-way section of the yard.

Jan just sat there in the sun, not daring to head for the
house, knowing that Buster would be able to get there first no
matter how hard she ran. She kept an eye on him though, hoping he
would go far enough away, but Buster wasn’t quite that stupid. As
a matter of fact Buster was a very intelligent animal, as you might
have guessed already. He grabbed her leash and pulled her to the
first place he had marked with his urine and waited expectantly.

“Oh no, no, no, no!!! You couldn’t want that!!!?” she shrilled
and Buster responded with a fierce growl. She had come to know that
growl, “OBEY ME OR ELSE.”

Jan had been raised a good girl and good girls did not go
outside naked. They especially did not pee in the yard or shit in
the grass…. however bitches most certainly do. They mingle their
pee with their mate’s so that wandering dogs will know that this
territory is guarded by a mated pair and avoid it. It also
broadcasts to the doggie world that here is a pack in formation.

Jan lifted her leg and sent a small stream onto the bush
then stopped, thinking “that’s all I have to do.” She was almost
paralyzed with fear at being out and was so red from the shame of
going on the bushes like a dog that she felt like dying.

Buster pulled her around the yard to each place he had
marked and she obediently complied with his will, even to the point
of grunting and straining and expelling her solid waste as well.

Buster was satisfied with his bitch’s progress. She was
being taught the correct way to act. She learned fast and well.
But it was getting late in the day, time to return to the den.

The bitch’s head hung as she crawled inside the house once
more. Buster dropped the leash after the door was closed and Jan
unfastened the collar, or started to anyway. Buster growled at her
again and a weary bitch complied with her mate’s orders and left
the collar alone. She did unfasten the leash though and Buster did
not object to that.

As Jan turned she heard a tinkling noise and felt a
movement at her throat. Looking down she noticed, as she had not
earlier, that the collar came equipped with a couple of dog tags.
One was a notice of the bearer’s having had a rabies shot at the
local vet’s office, which was listed. The other was a tag with the
inscription “Katie” on one side and some vital statistics on the
other, like gender-bitch, owner Roger Taylor and their address.

Jan looked down at the collar and the dog-tags and thought,
“I’ve been tagged just like any other bitch.” Jan went to the
bathroom and cleaned herself again. Then she returned to her
bedroom and they curled up on her bed and went to sleep.

The next day started early. Just as the sun began to rise,
Buster awoke first, his nose not two inches from the bitch’s cunt.
He began to lap at it. He was lying against his bitch with his nose
in her crotch and his rear almost in her face. He began licking her
cunt, lick, lick, lick.

“Ummmmmm”, She murmured.

Buster got up on his legs and the movement made his bitch
turn onto her back. Buster, not wanting to move much, kept licking
in this inverted position. Buster’s cock poked out of its covering
not an inch from her mouth.

The bitch opened her mouth just a bit and panted and his
cock touched her mouth and Buster’s instincts took over. He
humped, trying to find a hole. It inserted just a little.

The bitch felt the cock in her mouth and started to wake,
but at the same time Buster pushed the rest of his cock into her
mouth and part-way down her throat.

Jan awoke completely with the huge dog’s cock being
thrust in and out of her mouth and throat. His knot was tapping
insistently at her mouth and his nuts pummeled her nose and
forehead.

Jan panicked, not realizing where she was for a second.
Then she realized what was happening. “Wolf is fucking my mouth!!”
She tasted his slimy wet cock, thinking to herself, “It doesn’t
taste too bad.”

Jan was pinned by the weight of the dog on her chest and
her head was pinioned by the giant cock in her mouth, which was
elongating and thickening even now as it thrust into her mouth.

Buster kept licking her pussy. He was adept at it and this
situation was not entirely new to him. He had fucked his former
mistress in the mouth more than once, so he was not too concerned
or worried about the situation.

Jan was coordinating her breathing with the cock’s movement
in her mouth. She was already very excited by Buster’s licking her
pussy and the thoughts of her giving a forced mouth-fuck to a dog
was overwhelming her mind. That bestial voice in her mind was
saying “suck, suck, suck,” to her, and her conscious mind was
relinquishing control of her body to it.

She sucked and licked at the hard doggie cock in her mouth.
Her saliva was all over it and the dog was squirting little shots
of pre cum in her mouth, filling it and overflowing around its wide
girth.

The knot kept hitting her lips but she knew if that entered
her mouth and it swelled to its maximum circumference she would be
choked to death, so she kept it from entering even though Buster
seemed intent on getting it in her.

She reached a hand up and grabbed the cock by the knot,
keeping it from entering her mouth and squeezing it in the process.

That was all it took to bring the dog to the end. He began
to cum and cum and cum. His cum was so hot it felt like it was
scalding her mouth. She began to swallow and swallow. She seemed
to be able to keep up with it. She was able to breathe between
swallows. Still it kept cumming and cumming.

Jan wondered wide-eyed how long he would cum. While this was
going on, Buster kept licking her pussy and was doing a wonderful
job on her clit, which had protruded out of its protective covering
earlier. When he began to cum he worked on it feverishly, and Jan
came as well. She came, swallowed, breathed and came some more.

Finally Buster stopped, his balls temporarily emptied into
the bitch’s mouth. He rested for a second on his bitch then got up
and hopped off the bed and groomed himself on the floor.

Jan lay there spread-legged and arms outstretched, her eyes
glazed from the multiple orgasms she had just received from Buster’s
work on her clit and pussy lips. A stream of cum drooled out of her
mouth and puddled between her tits.

Jan moved to the edge of the bed. The dog’s sperm rolled in
her stomach. She felt like she had just eaten a seven-course meal.
She got on her hands and knees and crawled into the bathroom. Buster
would let her stand and fix her face and hair and let her use
the bathtub but he would not let her near the toilet. She sighed
knowing that she would be making daily trips and more to the new
toilet area outside, naked and wearing her new cute pink dog collar
and her new dog tags.

It was going to be a long week.

Chapter Three (The Pack)

After cleaning herself off, Jan was ushered downstairs to the
back door and there Buster again laid the leash in her hands. She
fastened it to her lovely pink dog collar and then reached up and
opened the door.

As soon as they appeared on the back porch, Buster went
into a defensive position and his ears laid back, a vicious growl
emanating from his throat. Jan knelt on the porch, still as stone.

Buster flowed off the porch, inadvertently yanking the
kneeling woman after him as he still held her leash in his
clenched jaws. Buster could do without the inconvenience of his
bitch’s presence, so he dropped her leash about halfway to the
borders of his realm.

Across the yard, near his marked borders, stood a large
Rottweiler . Behind him, curled protectively around seven pups, was
a haggard female chow. The rotty also appeared fairly disheveled,
as if they had both had a hard time of it lately. The pups were
just plain exhausted and hungry.

The large Rottweiler knew he was not in tiptop performance
and that the fast-approaching German shepherd was. At his best he
might stand a chance in a battle for dominance with the shepherd
but not as things stood. He waited till Buster came to his borders
and stopped there in a display of bristling fury and complete
command, at which the Rottweiler rolled over on his back his throat
open to his new master to tear out at his whim.

Buster lunged forward taking the throat of the Rottweiler
in his jaws and closed his teeth on the flesh of the rotty. The
large rotty held completely still and allowed the grasp, as he
was incapable of resisting now. His future or lack of one was
completely up to Buster now.

Buster, after a minute of holding the other dog’s throat in
his jaws, released his new subordinate. Buster stood and the rotty
rolled again this time coming to his feet.

Buster was pleased, his pack had almost sextupled in size
in one fell swoop, although most of the new pack members were still
pups and wouldn’t be able to help protect the pack for a while yet.

He stalked over to the chow and she drooped her head in
submission but bared her fangs in a protective display over her
pups. Buster knew better than to provoke her further, as the most
dangerous thing in the world was a mother (of any sort) protecting
her children. Buster sniffed at her tail, then walked back into his
domain and was followed by a new retainer, a lady in waiting and
seven small and tired urchins who would soon grow into formidable
animals in their own right.

The newly-formed pack approached Jan who trembled in dread
at this new turn of events. The pack members were confused. They
knew this was no ordinary bitch and were loath to approach her as
they had had their share of problems with humans before, but Buster
took them right up to her and sniffed at her rear and grabbed her
collar. This told the pack that she was his bitch and was to be
accepted by them, or else.

Rotty sniffed at her rear in greeting his bitch and the
pups did the same.

Jan was haggard and tired her mind almost blank at the
things she had endured, but a part of her knew what was required
and that part took command of her. She bent over and smelled at
the rear of rotty, of chow, of the pups. They accepted her, of
course, after all she was the Leader’s bitch.

Buster led the pack back into the den, Jan opening the
door. She left the door open so that just the loose screen door
was blocking the entrance and the dogs could push it open from the
inside and paw it open from the outside so they had their own
entrance without Jan having to open it for them. Chow snapped at
her for getting too near her pups at one point.

Now in a wolf pack she would have had almost as much
control of the pack as her mate. Such however was not the case
in a dog pack. Here the strongest animal was the leader the next
strongest after him and the weakest animal last. The bitches were
generally on the bottom of the stack. But that’s the way of things.
They were also the makers of the future pack members and were thus
protected by the males.

Jan knew where she fit in, in the pack, dead-last.

Another thing that Jan was to find out was that while
wolves often mate for life and are as such strictly monogamous,
dogs do not. A dog bitch will mate with whatever animal gets hold of
her and it’s not uncommon for them to have two pups of one sire and
two or three of another as well. Jan’s sex life had just doubled and
once the pups had grown a bit would multiply almost exponentially.
The sex’s of the pups was unknown to her but she would be gratified
to know that their were five male pups and only two female pups.

Jan had taken off her leash when she entered the house and
went into the living room to lie on the couch, her body shivering
with dread at the now fairly-large pack that now ran her life.

Rotty was consumed with curiosity at this new type of bitch
that was part of the pack and he sensed that his leader controlled
her to an extent that he did not control his own bitch. He went in
the den and sniffed at Jan’s rear.

Jan reacted by cowering on the couch, which made Rotty
angry. The bitch was rebuffing him! He nipped at her ass with his
sharp teeth, prompting a sharp scream and Jan came off the couch
and crouched on the floor, her teeth bared at the large dog.

Jan’s display of aggression further infuriated the large
dog and he leaped at her, grasping her neck in his teeth-filled maw
and instantly gained himself complete control of the human bitch.
He found himself becoming aroused at this and began to get into
position to breed the Bitch. He kept her neck in his mouth while
moving himself into position over her and began jabbing at her
rear.

Jan tried to keep him out of her pussy by staying low to
the ground in her crouch, not realizing that while her pussy was
out of danger her ass was not.

Rotty poked at her, his cock coming out of his penile sack
and slipping back in, then he hit the right, or from Jan’s
perspective the wrong, hole and he jabbed his cock into her ass hole
a short distance.

Jan let out a scream of fright and the dog tightened his
grip on her neck, causing her to stay still long enough for him
to instinctively thrust into her humid ass with his now
swiftly-lengthening dick, the uninflated knot going into her
ass in that first swift thrust.

Jan felt his doggy cock get longer and longer and thicker
and thicker until if felt like someone had shoved a rod up her ass.
The knot slipped in and out and began to inflate, causing it to
catch at her ass hole and push it in and out. Finally it became too
large to slip in and out easily.

Rotty gave a fierce thrust and the knot seated itself
inside the Bitch’s ass. Jan felt the knot inflate inside her and
knew herself to be tied with the dog.

Her mind blanked at the horror of another dog fucking her
and The Bitch rose in her again. Knowing she was a bitch and was
going to get what bitches get from male dogs, lots of dog sperm in
her, ass or womb, it mattered not, in the end she was being fucked
and that’s what bitch dogs are good at, fucking.

The bitch pushed her ass back at the large cock filling her
ass and felt it thrusting in her.

Rotty, not caring that he was fully tied, thrust powerfully
at her, pushing forward and back, pushing her forward and pulling
her back with him, causing The Bitch some pain in the process, but
still causing his cock to thrust further in and then pulling partly
back out of her, causing a delicious friction in The Bitch’s ass.

She howled her pleasure at the ceiling and orgasmed with a
dog’s cock in her ass.

Rotty felt the tightening of her ass-sheath on his cock and
knot and howled his own pleasure as he began to cum in the other
pack bitch. He came in buckets and buckets or that’s what it felt
like to The Bitch.

Her bowels began to fill with the cum of this powerful
animal and it felt good to her. Her colon filled and released its
growing pressure in the only direction it could, further up into
her body.

Finally Rotty’s massive cum weakened and then stopped. He
felt good; he had bred a bitch and now needed to lie down and clean
himself. He turned and stepped over his still-buried bone and tried
to trot into the other room. However, being tied with the Bitch,
this did not occur, as the Bitch had fainted with the intensity of
her pleasure and had become a dead weight holding fast to Rotty’s
cock with her ass muscles.

Rotty pulled at this constriction and succeeded in pulling
from her as his knot was not as large as his leader’s. He went into
the kitchen leaving the bred bitch lying there.

The pressure in her bowels was soon noticed by the Bitch and
Jan awoke to find that she needed to go to the bathroom quite soon.
She got to her hands and knees quickly and raced to the door,
knowing it was her only hope.

She was so quick that Buster did not have a chance to stop
her from exiting the house. He rushed out of the den, knowing that
he must bring her back or risk losing her.

He found her in the yard excreting the massive cum mixed
with her own excrement, as the cum had acted as a large enema to
the woman. She bowed her head in shame at the depths she had sunk,
she had enjoyed the wild ass fuck by the dog and she was at a loss
as to an explanation for her actions.

Jan returned to the house and went upstairs to clean up, at
least wolf let her clean up. She also decided to clean up the house
a bit. She went downstairs staying on hands and knees and got the
cleaning supplies in the kitchen. She had a hard time cleaning the
cum stains off the rug in the downstairs playroom but with some
elbow-grease they came out. She proceeded to make the bed and
clean the bathroom.

Buster leant a tolerant eye at his bitch. These human
bitches do such strange things, but he was not inclined to stop her.
The Den did smell better after she finished.

Chow was having a hard time with the pups. She had seven
and only six could feed at any one time. This left the runt without
a full meal at times. She wondered if the strange bitch of her
leader would help her with her motherly duties. She smelled the
odor of mother’s milk on her and knew she was lactating. Well she
would help her regardless.

Chow got up trailing her seven pups and went into the
kitchen where Jan was putting the cleaning supplies up. Chow
growled at the strange bitch and Jan backed up to the wall and was
forced down on her side.

A pup sniffed at her and smelled food he came closer and
closer to her nipple. Finally he latched onto her tit and began
sucking at the large (to him) nipple he found there.

Jan was amazed. How did they know? How could they tell?

She had found out about this condition when her body
began to go through puberty. It seemed that because of a hormone
imbalance her breasts were in a constant state of readiness to
produce breast milk, all it took was someone sucking on her tits
to set them off.

Her husband had loved her milky tits and had drained them
for her daily. Of course since his death they had gone back to
their readiness state instead of producing.

The pup began getting a thin stream of fluid; not milk just
a precursor to the actual thing.

Jan felt her breasts tingle and knew that the pup had set
her tits to functioning again. She had no milk now but in a few
hours she would be making enough to feed a good sized baby or a
couple of dogs.

Jan lay there her emotions working overtime. She was a
bitch in truth now, she thought, fucking dogs and now feeding them
as well.

Another pup wandered over and latched onto her other nipple
receiving the thin milk her breast had just begun producing. There
wasn’t much this time and they went back to their true mom with
slightly fuller stomachs, leaving the strange bitch gasping on the
floor.

She was now seriously turned on. Her nipples were so very
sensitive and the pups had just tripped her trigger. Especially the
one that had been attached to her left nipple. It was like her left
nipple was connected directly to her cunt.

Buster sniffed at the air and looked over at his bitch and
sniffed again. He began to get aroused and went closer. His bitch
was in heat!!

He licked at her legs, which opened automatically for him.
Jan’s mind went to auto pilot and The Bitch came forth. She was
definitely in heat and wanted to fuck. She rolled to her hands and
knees and wagged her tail at her mate.

Buster licked at her juicing pussy, his tongue working at
her cunt lips, which engorged with blood as The Bitch got more and
more excited.

Rotty sniffed at the air and saw what was happening across
the room. He got excited again and trotted over to see if his
leader would share.

Buster didn’t seem to mind when Rotty’s snout and tongue
went to work on The Bitch’s cunt as well and he made room for his
subordinate.

The Bitch began a low moan as both dogs laved her pussy
with those coarse tongues. Rotty swiped his tongue up over her
pussy and around her ass hole as well, while Buster’s went for the
juices coming from inside his bitch’s pussy.

The Bitch was in heaven, her pussy on fire with the
feelings her mates were giving her, as the dogs’ tongues worked
overtime on her overheated cunt and her spasming rectum. She
lowered her face to the cool tile of the floor, Her arms outspread
on the floor, her hardened nipples brushing the floor, her ass
prominently upthrust and quivering with her need.

Buster abandoned her cunt and, rearing up on his bitch’s
back, mounted her and began probing for her cunt with his
gargantuan member.

Rotty knew better than to object to his leader having first
go at her but wanted to join in nonetheless. He put his paws on her
back, trying to find something to fuck as well.

The Bitch felt a pair of paws gripping her around her waist
and another pair resting on her back. She raised her head and was
staring at Rotty’s cock not two inches in front of her face. She
leaned forward and her mouth opened as Rotty’s cock entered her
mouth. At the same time Buster’s dick entered her sweltering pussy.

As soon as both dogs felt a hole around their cocks both
dogs thrust forward at almost the same precise instant. The young
woman was skewered at virtually the same moment from opposite ends.
Both dogs went into full fucking mode, thrusting into The Bitch at
full speed, Buster into her cunt and Rotty into her mouth.

The Bitch pushed her pussy further back to take all of
Buster’s cock into her tight pussy and then thrusting forward to
take all of Rotty’s cock into her slavering mouth.

Buster’s copious pre cum slickened the pathway for his cock
and ran out to drip onto the floor and Rotty’s pre cum drooled out
of The Bitch’s mouth to puddle there as well.

Buster’s knot whacked at her pussy, demanding entrance, and
was slowly pushed inside to swell and lock the lovers together.
Rotty’s knot was similarly pushing against her mouth and the bitch
opened her mouth wider to accommodate it as well. She wanted
more and more of the cocks drilling into her body. Rotty’s knot
swelled as well, forcing Jan’s mouth to open to its widest extent,
his cock drilling into her throat.

The bitch found it almost impossible to breath in this
situation and could only catch a breath when the cock in her mouth
pulled back for its next thrust, but she began to get the hang of
this fast-paced rhythmic exercise, quickly thrusting in both
directions and breathing when she could.

The bitch worked her lovers feverishly, coming closer and
closer to her moment. Buster and Rotty thrust into her in a
counterpoint ballet, one thrusting in while the other withdrew.

Suddenly both dogs raised their muzzles to the ceiling and
howled as their cocks spewed cum into their bitch filling one end
almost to bursting and forcing the Bitch to swallow furiously at
the other end to avoid choking to death.

The bitch came at the same moment, her pussy filling with
Buster’s huge load as she gulped down the equally large cum of
Rotty. The dogs continued to cum for what seemed like forever,
her tummy and her womb filling with the dogs’ sperm.

Finally the elongated cum came to an end, both dogs
attempting to dismount at roughly the same time, both dogs turning
themselves around to face the opposite direction, both dog’s cocks
still fully engaged inside the Bitch, both dogs attempting to
retreat from the joint congress and both dogs failing.

Jan awoke to her predicament at that time. Her eyes widened
with the realization that she was tied with two dogs at both ends of
her body. Her mouth opened just that extra amount to allow rotty to
withdraw and his knot slipped from her mouth along with his wilting
cock. Rotty trotted away to lick himself clean of his cum and her
saliva.

Buster, on the other hand, was tied fast to her pussy and
lay down to rest, panting from his weariness. His knot slowly
shrank and finally his cock pulled loose from her cunt with a
sucking noise and his sperm poured from her stretched cunt.

Jan collapsed onto the floor in a daze and was motionless,
her pussy drooling Buster’s cum.

The pups rushed over to check out the motionless bitch and
licked at her face and her breasts and her pussy. They cleaned the
cum off her pussy and even off the floor.

Jan’s pussy was being licked and licked and licked by the
pups, her flanks and her face were licked as well. Jan began to cum
again and again and again as she lay there. She did not have the
strength to fight it. She simply lay there and came and came and
came.
Shortly a very tired Jan got to her hands and knees, She
couldn’t get to her feet even if the dogs would allow her too. She
went upstairs to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed asleep before
she hit the mattress, unaware that the rest of the pack had followed
her there and were clustered around her asleep as well.

Jan awoke the next morning and was taken outside again to
relieve herself. Buster didn’t bother with the leash this time since
his bitch seemed to have accepted her status. Jan hadn’t really
thought yet this morning she was more or less on auto-pilot and was
just following the pack about. After the pack had finished following
natures call they went inside again and seemed hungry. Jan placed
various bowls of dog food about and fixed herself something as well.

Buster was pleased with his new pack it was getting strong now
and soon would be the dominant pack in the area. He was even more
pleased with his Human bitch, She was adapting to her new life. Buster
was sure that soon she would take her place as the dominant bitch in
the pack. Jan Laid down in the corner, Her breasts hurt now they were
full again. Several of the pups ran to her and began nuzzling at her
searching for her nipples. The pups found both her nipples at almost
the same time.

Jan felt her milk flowing into the pups and a warm fuzzy
feeling over took her as she fed the next generation of the pack. The
Bitch looked out over her pups and smiled a feral smile. The pups were
both male pups and were both smaller than the other pups. The Bitch
curled about them protectively. Chow was checking out her pups and
noticed two missing. She looked around and noticed them feeding off
the other bitch. SHE HAD NOT ALLOWED THAT!!!! Even though she had
forced them on the human bitch yesterday they were still her pups!!!

Chow advanced on the human bitch growling. The Bitch leapt to
her feet and kicked out in fury, her pups were in danger. Chow was
struck on the side of the neck and was bowled over. The Bitch grasped
Chow by the neck and squeezed, shutting off the female dogs air flow.
Buster leapt into the fray and the two battling bitches separated in
the blink of an eye. Chow was chastened and essentially relinquished
her claim to the pups. The Bitch went back and curled around her pups
and they began feeding again suckling on her enlarged and full pap’s.

Jan was fairly fuzzy headed and wasn’t sure what had happened.
Had she actually fought for these puppies?
She was curled around her pups, they were still noisily feeding. She
looked at them and cuddled them to her breasts
Her sense of reality was a tad skewed, But the warm maternal feelings
she was experiencing reassured her and she felt very good and very
secure at the moment.

The Bitch got to her feet and stretched forward stretching her
arms out one at a time with her ass high in the air just like a dog
would have done. She got up on all fours and scooted off to the living
room her pups following faithfully. Buster and Rotty were lolling
around on the furniture and looked up when she came into the room.
Both dogs were interested in what the Human Bitch would do.

The Bitch went up to Buster and nosed at his fur sniffing his
doggy smell. Buster nosed at her and licked her breast, her nipples
hardened immediately. She sniffed at Busters ass and licked his balls.
The Bitch then turned and wagged her tail in Busters face. Buster of
course knew that this signaled that his bitch was primed and ready for
sex. He of course took advantage of it mounted his willing bitch. His
cock was stiffening up nicely even as Buster thrust it into his
bitch. He rammed it home and began to fuck her at that super fast pace
that only a dog can maintain.

The Bitch thrilled at the intense fucking she was receiving
from her mate. Busters cock was growing by leaps and bounds until it
achieved its maximum length and width and was really reaming out her
cunt. She pounded back to meet his thrusts. She was giving out little
yips of pleasure. Busters knot was thrust into his bitch’s cunt and
started to inflate. It slipped out, then back in, out and finally in
where it inflated too big to come out, then it got even larger. Buster
stopped his furious thrusting when he felt himself lodge in the Bitch
still he thrust to push it further and further into the bitch.

Jan felt the knot being pushed further and further inside her
felt the tug upon her pussy lips as he pulled back to thrust in again
then the thrusting stopped and the cock began pulsing and pulsing
inside her as he began to cum, his huge cock rubbing the insides of
her cunt walls and she adored the feeling. She was a bitch in heat she
mused, being bred by the pack leader.

“What the hell is going on here?!!”, Jan heard from the
doorway into the kitchen. Jan looked up and looked directly into the
eyes of Marisa Taylor, her husbands younger sister. Marisa had not
been heard from for years she was not very welcome around the house
because she was always wanting her husband to give her money for some
dubious scheme. Jan had never liked Marisa very much and the feeling
was mutual with Marisa.

Marisa was a tall very well proportioned 23 year old redhead,
with large firm breasts, a very trim and stunning figure. She was
wearing an obviously expensive designer dress, her hair was done to
the max., not a hair out of place.

Marisa had just come back to the U.S. and had just heard of
her brothers passing and figured that she was owed something of his
estate. Good God in heaven she had thought when she had entered the
house from the back door and had then seen Jan and that huge German
shepherd fucking in the living room.

“Well, this is a sight”, Marisa said!! “Marisa”, Exclaimed
Jan, “Help me please”. “Now why should I do that darling. You look
like you have the situation well in hand or should I say that, that
lovely dog looks like he has his cock well and truly buried your cunt,
Jan!!”

Jan was finding speech to be very difficult with her pussy
spasming from the pulse, pulse, pulse of Busters gigantic cock. She
grunted and then squealed when Buster, who was concerned at the
intrusion of the new human female, tried to dismount and turned about,
butt to butt with his bitch.

“Oh my God, darling. Look!! He’s tied with you”, she then
chuckled evilly. “You Bitch”, Jan said. “No, No, Jan darling, you’re
the Bitch, his Bitch anyway”. “He makes me do it!! I’m a prisoner in
my own home”, Jan whimpered. “Of course you are my dear”, Marisa said
sarcastically. “I am! I am! I swear it!!” Jan exclaimed. “And he makes
you wear that lovely dog collar as well, I suppose”. “He does, He
does”, said Jan.

Then to further add to Jan’s humiliation. Rotty, who was at
first concerned about the new person in their den, decided to ignore
her until the Pack leader decided what to do with her. Rotty trotted
over to Jan and Buster and licked at the junction of Busters buried
cock and knot, which was still spewing cum into Jan’s distending
belly.

He decided to get into the act as well and humped at Jan’s
side wanting to get some of that pussy for himself. “awww, look Jan
darling, the other doggie wants some too! Here let me help”. She
lifted Rotty’s leg up over Buster’s rump. “No Marisa, please don’t”,
Jan screamed, but Marisa guided Rotty’s cock directly into Jan’s ass
hole. Of course as soon as Rotty felt his cock in the grip of
something soft he thrust forward and buried himself in Jan’s ass, all
the way to the knot, which due to Buster’s buried behemoth, could not
gain an entrance. Marisa stepped back and admired her work. There was
Miss perfect, Miss prim and proper Jan with one massive dog cock tied
to her pussy and another dog cock, not as large, but still quite big,
thrusting in and out of her ass hole.

My God, That dog fucks fast, Marisa thought as she watched
Rotty’s trip hammering thrusts in and out of Jan’s stretched ass hole.
Jan lowered her head to the ground and moaned at the feeling of being
filled to the brim with Buster’s cock and knot and his cum as well,
swelling her tummy and now Rotty’s fast and furious fucking in her
ass, was indescribable.

Jan began to cum. She literally vibrated she came so much.
Then She felt Rotty begin to cum in her ass. pump, pump, pump went
Rotty’s cock her ass began to fill with the super heated dog cum. Jan
collapsed to the ground her ass still high in the air held there only
by the strength of the two dogs cocks. Then gravity had its way and
with a very liquid sounding squelch, the two dog cocks were pulled
from their proper place in their Bitch and Jan slumped all the way to
the ground.

Then Jan heard a whirr-click-whirr-click sound. She suddenly
realized she had been hearing that sound for some time now. She looked
up just in time to catch the flash of the camera which Marisa held in
her hands. “My word, darling you really should have been a model,
dear. The camera just loves you”. “Marisa, what, why are yyyou taking
my picture”. “It’s really so simple dear. I need Money to pay off a
few…friends of mine and you are going to supply it for me otherwise
I will leave you here and plaster these pictures all over town and set
up signs pointing this way and have you give performances out on the
front lawn so the whole world knows what you like to do with your
darling doggies.”

Jan detested Marisa’s contrived high society speech and
absolutely hated her for what she was doing to her now. “Jan darling
how did you get into this mess in the first place”. Jan glared at her
and began to get to her feet, Buster growled a warning growl at Jan
and Jan returned to all fours. “My goodness, Darling he does consider
you to be a Bitch, Doesn’t He”? Marisa Reached over and petted Buster
on the Head. Buster Craned his neck to receive more of the petting.
“He’s awfully Big isn’t he Darling? And in more ways than one”!! She
smirked as she rubbed Busters head.

Then Marisa saw Buster’s Cock reviving. “Oh Goody, Darling,
Doggy wants some more Bitch pussy”!! Marisa chortled, “and from the
size of that cock I can honestly say that I am glad that he doesn’t
think that I am a bitch as well”.

At the sound of those three Innocuous words, Buster turned and
opened his mouth and grabbed Marisa’s Oh so expensive designer dress
and ripped the fragile Silk to pieces. Marisa Was jerked from her feet
by the violence of Buster’s attack. Marisa let out a piercing scream
as Buster grabbed a mouthful of her chic French cut panties and with a
vicious twist of his muzzle ripped it from her as well.

Rotty was not sure what the pack leader was doing but he
would follow his leaders cues and the Leader was essentially telling
the pack that this Human was a new bitch for the pack but would need
some training to keep her in her place.

Marisa got on her knees and reared up to get on her feet and
Rotty jumped in and grabbed her brassiere right between her breast
making Marisa lunge backwards in an attempt to escape, which in turn
ripped her own bra from her body.

Jan stared at the sight of the worldly, High class Bitch who
was now being treated like the Bitch she was. Jan began to smile. Then
She leapt into the fray and grasped her stay up hose and jerked them
and her shoes off Marisa’s legs. This caused Marisa to fall flat on
her face. Then Jan grasped Marisa by her hair and pulled her head
back. “Jan What are you doing”?, Marisa cried!! “Why just making sure
that wolfie gets that Bitch Pussy he wants, Bitch”, Jan spat at the
helpless Marisa.

Buster chose this moment to let the new bitch know where she
stood in the pack, especially with him. He grasped her throat in his
steely jaws and bore down on her throat. Marisa stopped all movement
and went with the force of Busters movements turning over on her back.
Jan and Rotty stepped back and let the Master at his new slave.

Buster knew what to expect from a new Bitch, it was his job
after all and he was an expert in it. He had to break her will down,
to make her a dog. Now of course he didn’t know that this is what he
did, he was just doing what he had been taught to do by Sister Myriam.

Buster released his new Bitch and walked around her studying
her. Marisa tried to get to her feet screaming for Jan to help her ,
Jan of course did nothing. Buster grasped her by the throat again and
this time Marisa realized that if she wanted to live it would be at
the behest of this massive and brutal animal. She stopped struggling
and lay still.

Buster wanted to go ahead and plug the new bitch right then
but his training took precedence to his wants he got between Marisa’s
legs forcing them open and began to lick at her inner thighs and her
pussy. Marisa whimpered and opened her mouth to beg for Jan to help,
When this occurred Rotty remembered that this end of the Human Bitches
could be fucked as well, He leapt over her and before She realized
what had occurred she had a mouth full of Rotty’s very respectably
sized bitch prodder.

Marisa found she had to fight to breath around the cock in her
mouth. Jan reached in and grasped Marisa around the jaw and squeezed
forcing her mouth open wider. Rotty forced his knot into her widely
stretched mouth then it swelled larger than she could accommodate. her
jaw was at full distention and her mouth full of knot and cock
Marisa could barely breath only when Rotty pulled back to thrust in
again and only through her nose.

Buster was laving her pussy with his talented tongue forcing
more and more of his tongue into her now soaked cunt, forcing little
muffled barely recognizable squeals and cries from Marisa. Buster
decided that his training was satisfied and that the Bitch was ready
to be bred. He proceeded to force Marisa onto her hands and knees,
when Jan realized what Buster was trying to do, She cried “Oh wolf let
me give you a hand and pulled Marisa over on her hands and knees.

Marisa was too busy trying to breath to bother with fighting
them and just rolled over causing Rotty’s cock and to some extent the
knot as well to rotate in her mouth. Rotty began to cum in her mouth
and because he had played with Jan earlier just stopped thrusting and
came and came, This caused Marisa some anxiety of course since her
mouth was full of dog cock and her throat as well not to mention the
cum that was pumping into her stomach, but mostly because now that
Rotty wasn’t pulling out to thrust in She was stuck with a cock in her
throat and could not breath.

If she didn’t do something fast she would suffocate or drown
in dog cum. Marisa swallowed the cum pulled her head back causing
Rotty’s cock to be pulled from her throat, took a quick breath and
then Due to the knot and Rotty’s weight his cock was forced back into
her throat.

“Why Marisa, You slut”, said Jan. “Looks like you like sucking
down that slimy dog cum. Look at you giving a Dog a Blow Job, and
working hard at it too”. “Well Here’s something More for you DARLING”.
Jan reached around and grabbed the wildly searching Cock that Buster
was trying to get into Marisa and lined it up with Marisa’s perfectly
trimmed pussy and her oh so selective cunt hole and as soon as it
touched her Buster rammed forward and buried it in Marisa’s juicy
cunt.

Marisa’s eyes got even wider as Buster Thrust his gargantuan
cock into her tight hole. Oh my God, Oh my God thought Marisa I’m
really being fucked by a dog, A BIG DOG!! Marisa kept bobbing her head
and swallowing and breathing, as Buster trip hammered her poor abused
pussy. Jan leaned over and Whispered in Marisa’s ear “You’re the bitch
now, Marisa dear”!! Buster kept thrusting in her and his knot finally
forced its way into Marisa. Marisa actually got a sound past Rotty’s
cock and knot and his cum, as Busters knot inflated to it full size
inside her.
Marisa’s eyes practically bugged out of her skull as the knot inflated
to almost softball size and lodged immovably in her.

Jan went to the opposite side of the room and grabbed the
camera and began taking the pictures that Marisa had planned on taking
and noticed a movie camera that Marisa had set up beneath the stairway
on a tripod it was recording everything. Jan smirked at that, that it
was planned to record her degradation and instead recorded Marisa’s

Buster began to cum in the lovely high class bitch and her
tummy literally bulged with the amount of cum produced by the huge
dog. Rotty’s cock finally stopped cumming but Marisa was forced to
continue her head bobbing motion to breath. Buster licked at her back
and neck as his drool ran down onto her back and lazily ran off her
back and under her to drip off the points of her tits.

Rotty tried to dismount turning around with his cock still
imbedded in her mouth. Marisa was struggling to breath still even
though she didn’t have to swallow anymore except her own saliva and
what little was still drooling out of Rotty’s tool. Her mouth caressed
his cock and it stayed hard, forcing her to continue the mouth fuck
just to stay alive. Buster was still humping into her his knot pulling
and pushing her back and forth somewhat interfering with her
breathing.

Marisa couldn’t seem to get her breath at all she grew weaker
and weaker and finally passed out from lack of oxygen. When this
occurred her jaw relaxed a little more and with a jaw wrenching tug
from her weight the knot pulled free from her mouth and her body began
to breath again. She was still on her knees and was still being
fucked royally by Buster.

Jan went to the kitchen and retrieved her Leash and an older
dog collar, that the pink one she wore had replaced. It was a brown
leather collar that had been worn by Katie for some time and
positively reeked of the smell of female dog. She took it into the
living room and placed it on the neck of the unconscious Marisa.

Jan was rather enjoying herself at that moment. No longer was
she too worried about her future. The Bitch and Jan had finally come
to grips with each other and had merged. Parts of Jan and parts of The
Bitch had formed this new personality brought on by the humiliation,
the joy, the lust, the maternal feelings, and finally the hatred and
the power instilled in her by this encounter with Marisa. Jan was a
new Jan, more confident in herself and her place in the world.

Marisa moaned as Buster, who had finally finished his attempt
to impregnate the new Bitch, dismounted and attempted to drag his
Bitch into the corner with him, but her weight kept him from moving
more than a foot or so. After a few more minutes the knot finally went
down and he pulled out along with a veritable river of his cum, making
a large pool on the floor under Marisa.

“Not so high falootin now are we Marisa”, Jan mused to the
moaning Marisa. Marisa opened her eyes and moved her hands to her
still wide open pussy, rubbing it and getting her hand smeared with
the dog cum still leaking out of her cunt. She brought it to her face
and stared at her hand, it was covered with the essence of Buster. She
began to get up but Jan pulled at the leash and said, “Now, now
Marisa, hands and knees only darling, Wolfie doesn’t like it if you
get up on both legs, except at certain times so lets dog trot
downstairs shall we and have a talk”

The two Bitches went downstairs followed by the two males of
the pack and Jan pulled the weak and barely moving Marisa into Katie’s
steel wire pen that had remained empty for months since her death.
Marisa was too groggy to really understand her plight when she finally
did take notice of her surroundings it was because her brain finally
registered the steel click of the lock of the cage clicking shut.
Jan Spun the tumblers of the combination lock, just for extra
security you understand. “Now Marisa we will have that talk after we
both have rested up a tad. See you later darling”, Jan chirped. “Jan
let me out please”!!!, Marisa cried at the departing Jan.

Jan went upstairs and into her bathroom where she took her a
long hot bath. Buster lay curled in his favorite spot again. Jan got
out of the tub, dried off and went into the bedroom, still on her two
feet, Leapt to his feet and rushed at the woman with a growl for
daring to stand like a master. Jan turned on Buster and cried out in
anger, “now look here BUSTER, I AM A HUMAN BEING, not a dog”.

Buster instantly stopped his growling and suddenly Jan saw his
personality return to the nice dog she had seen during the first day
he had spent with her. Buster rubbed against his Mistress and licked
her hand. Jan was very confused she did not understand what had
happened. She thought for awhile and played back each of the incidents
in her mind in which buster had changed.

Jan thought of her words, “What do you think I am, a bitch”,
and Marisa’s words “and from the size of that cock I can honestly say
that I am glad that he doesn’t think that I am a bitch as well”. Jan
realized she had discovered the trigger phrase for Wolfs
transformation from nice house dog to The Bitch Master he had become.
Jan felt certain she was right and now she knew the stop phrase as
well. She couldn’t resist trying it out just to make certain.

“I AM A BITCH”, said Jan and buster growled at her and
advanced on her, again the Master of all he surveyed. “I am a Human
Being” cried Jan, but buster still advanced on her. Jan got on her
hands and knee’s again and buster stopped his growling and lay down
again. Jan was massively confused. She had said the words she had said
earlier. Then she realized she had not said all the words. She had
said “now look here BUSTER, I AM A HUMAN BEING, not a dog”. She looked
up at Wolf, no not Wolf , but Buster!!

“BUSTER, I AM A HUMAN BEING”, She said quietly. Buster jumped
to his feet and came over and licked at Jan’s face. She stood up and
Jubilantly went downstairs. Rotty was confused as well but followed
the lead of the Leader who wasn’t controlling The Bitch anymore and
just went with the flow. She sat on the couch and wondered, What do I
do now?, What do I do with all these dogs?, What do I do with Marisa?,
What do I do with the Puppies?, What do I do?

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