Hot College Brat Becomes A Bitch

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Marcy came home from college, expecting to go on a nice summer vacation this year. Unfortunately for her, her parents had the vacation all planned. They were going on their second honeymoon. She was welcome at her uncle’s house while they were gone. She pleaded with them to stay at their house, but some renovations were taking place and it would be without water and electricity for a while. Marcy was plenty pissed at her parents. And as far as she cared, they could go and have fun, as long as they remembered how terrible it was for her. Teenage side of Marcy coming through, as she went up to her room to sulk. Her Dad reminded her to pack for being on a farm for a couple of weeks or more.

Marcy screamed and ran to her room. Her parents were tired of her attitude and hoped that some time on a farm doing hard work would help straighten out her life. She had become, well for the lack of a better word, a snob. The parents made their money through good investments and successful business start-ups. They were now successful enough to live well, but always were ready in case things changed. Marcy was pissed. She went through her stuff, packing it like a kid. Her Mom finally came up and helped her organize her stuff and make sure she had everything she would need. Marcy tried to work her way out of it again. But her Mom was upset at her last two semester grades, the amount of money she was spending on alcohol and who knew what else, and that she had even managed to damage the car, and claimed she had no idea how it happened.

Nope, she needed to straighten out, before she got hurt bad or worse. The two sat and talked. Her Mom told her that Uncle Blake had been in the military and had done some hush-hush things while in there. She needed to learn how to listen to him and do as he expected. Marcy was upset, she would actually have to do the work. Her Mom was unphased, “You are so right, everyone else should bow to your Highness, because you have accomplished what? Nothing is what you have accomplished!”

Marcy was taken back. “I have done a lot, Mother.”

“Oh, you are so right. You wrecked the car, almost lost your scholarship because of your grades, thanks to some expensive lawyers, we got those tickets reduced and paid, and generally you’re a mess! No get your lazy butt down stairs, your Uncle will be here soon! Now I would not recommend pissing him off. Don`t forget your bags, because I am not your maid!”

Her Mom stormed out of the room. Marcy was aghast at what she had said. It hurt her bad, but her mind refused to accept any responsibility for her own actions. Her Mom found her Dad and hugged him tight, “I hope this works, I don`t want to lose her to drugs, alcohol and the bad elements out there.”

The Dad hugged her back, “Don`t worry, if anyone can change Marcy, Blake can. He knows how to handle bull-headed people.”

A few minutes later, a car pulled up to the front of the house. The last part of luxury that Marcy would see for a while. A man got out and Marcy`s Dad talked to him, handing him a large tip. The man got Marcy`s bags and put them carefully in the truck. He opened the back door for her and she got in, too upset to hug or kiss her parents good-bye. The man got in and left with her.

The Town Car cleared the neighbourhood and got onto the highway. Marcy sat in the car and pulled out a cell phone. She was going to call someone, but what would it matter. She thought about what was going on and decided she would talk to Uncle Blake. She was sure they would talk things out and then she would be able to get her life back. She had been on his farm when she was younger and she remembered him as being very nice. She put the phone away and grabbed her book. She started to read it, getting drawn back into the story. She suddenly felt the car rock, looking up, seeing that they had turned onto a dirt driveway.

Wow, time had flown, having completed about half of the book. She grabbed her cell to call her Mom and noticed it said no service. She tossed it back in her purse. The car finally pulled up to the house. The driver got out and set her bags on the ground in front of the stairs. Uncle Blake came out of the house and descended the stairs. He talked to the driver for a moment and shook his hand. The driver came back to the car and opened her door. Marcy got out and hugged Uncle Blake. He hugged her back tightly. Marcy looked back at the driver which was closing her door, “Umm Sir, can you take my bags to my room?”

The driver got into the car and left. “What a crappy driver! So Uncle Blake,” as she walked ahead of him, “what are our plans for this summer?” Uncle Blake walked in behind her. He showed her the room, she was to use. She turned, expecting him to have her bags. “When you get my bags, put them there for me.”

Uncle Blake turned and walked away laughing. Marcy waited in her room, trying to figure out what was so funny. Several minutes passed, she went out to the house and looked around. She saw her Uncle outside in the garden. She went to the front of the house and looked outside. Her bags were still sitting where the driver had left them. She was upset again and had to move them herself by making three trips to get them in there. She put her stuff away, went out onto the porch to watch the day go by and reading her book. Her Uncle walked by, “Hope you are not hungry. Because if you don`t work, you don`t eat!”

Marcy was pissed now. “Listen Uncle Blake, let’s work this out. I just got back from college and was expecting to go on vacation. But instead, my parents decided to force you to watch me. So how about we give each other some room, and this will all pass easy enough for the both of us.”

Uncle Blake stopped cold in his tracks, turned and looked at her. “Listen here, you little brat! I care enough about you to try to get you to be a good person again. Your parents and I talked about what you’ve been doing, and what they believe you may have done. So you are here, and God help me, I’m going to straighten you out! NOW GET OFF YOUR ASS AND GET IN THE GARDEN AND START WEEDING AROUND THE CORN AND SQUASH!”

Marcy sat there, transfixed to Uncle Blake. Her mind was lost. What in the world do they think they can do, but upset me more she thought? “NOW!” He shouted at her again.

Marcy popped up, setting her stuff down and going to the garden. She started to cry. She would show them, she would take off, and call a friend to come get her. She went into the garden and started to pull a couple of weeds. She watched Uncle Blake walk into the house and she took off out towards some trees, she saw along the far side of the garden. God this was a big garden. She finally reaches the edge of the woods and dashed in. Uncle Blake watched her go. He chuckled. He walked outside and whistled. Two large German Shepherds came bounding towards him and stopped at his feet. He spoke to his boys and pointed to where Marcy went into the woods.

The dogs took off fast and closed the distance to the woods quickly. There they jumped the fence and entered the woods. Following her scent they went wide around her and approached her with teeth bared, growling at her. She froze. The dogs slowly crept towards her. She backed up slowly, telling them she was sorry, and she would leave their area. They acted like they were herding her. Directing her back to the garden. She found herself at the fence. Crawling through the fence, and back into the garden, still backing up when she hit a large object, and then dogs sat down.

She turned and looked at her Uncle and began to cry. Her Uncle stepped back, giving her a little space, “Do you want to eat tonight?” Marcy wiped her eyes, nodding yes. “THEN WEED THE CORN AND THE SQUASH!”

She jumped. She got down on her knees and started to weed the row of corn. “If I have to take time out of my day to retrieve you again, you will rake the whole damn drive way! Do you understand me?”

Marcy nodded again.

“Do you understand me? Answer me!”

Marcy was crying hard now, “Yes, mmmm, Uncle Blake!”

And just like that his voice changed. “Please make sure that you only pull the weeds and put them in a pile so it is easy to gather when done, Okay?”

Marcy was caught off guard. “Um, yes sir.”

She was humble at the moment. “Drake and Curt, watch her!”

Both dogs sat up, and watched her intently. Uncle took off to do something else. Marcy looked at her fingers. She could not believe how bad her nails were looking already and her hands were getting a bit wrinkled. She moved over a bit, and the dogs just watched her.

She worked in the corn, pulling the weeds out. Hmm, the dogs had laid down. She moved over a bit. Pulling more weeds. She moved again, sensing she could run to the house and be free somehow. She bolted towards the house, both dogs responded in a snap. She slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting the one in front of her. The dog bared its teeth at her again. She backed up again. She went back to the corn and started to pull the weeds again. This time a dog sat on each side of her. She has decided she had no choice and did as she was told. Finally, her Uncle returned and told her to come along. She followed him up to the house.

The dogs trailed behind her. They went into the house and he told her to sit at the dining room table. He went into the kitchen and brought back two glasses of water. He sat one in front of her and set the other where he took a seat. She took a sip and set it on the table and pushed it away. “What, is that not good enough for you?”

“Well, Uncle, I drink bottled water that is clean, not dirty tap water.”

Her Uncle started to laugh again. “What is so funny this time?” Marcy looked at him pissed.

“Well, you stupid little girl, almost all the bottled water is filtered tap water. This is pure, clean, unadulterated water. No crap in it. From the snow pack above. The best water for you! So drink it.”

Marcy looked at him, “I am in college. I’m not stupid!”

“One of these days you may get some brain cells to think for yourself. But just because you went to college does not make you better or smarter than anyone else.”

Marcy got up and sat on the porch. She picked up her book and started to read. She was there for a few minutes. Not noticing anything, the book flew out of her hand. Her Uncle looked at the book. “You like this stuff?”

Marcy was surprised. “Give it back you asshole!”

“I asked you a question, NOW ANSWER ME!”

Marcy shrunk. “Yeah,” she said quietly.

“I asked you a simple question that deserves a simple answer, now are you going to answer me properly, or do I need to ask again?”

Marcy cleared her mind for a second. “Yes, I like this book.” She looked down. Her Uncle looked through the book. “So, why do you like this book?”

Marcy would like to die at that moment. “I like that stuff.”

Again a very quiet response. “What is the kind of stuff you like?”

Marcy realized he sounded like a drill sergeant. She thought for a moment, as he studied her face. “I would like to get into the master and slave life. It seems really cool.”

Her Uncle was caught a bit off guard, but you never would have noticed with his stone hard exterior. “So you want to make a deal, Marcy?”

She had hope coming back to her. “Yes, sir.”

“Well, I will make you a deal. You do as you are told and I will let you be my slave. Or you can continue to argue with me, you can complain and bitch. But if you wish, you can live out your wish and learn how to act properly.”

Marcy thought about it. She realized it was still her having to do as she was told, but she would be able to be a submissive. “Yes, please.”

Her Uncle looked down at her. “How much of a submissive do you want to be?”

Marcy was surprised, did he know about that sort of lifestyle. “I’m to be treated as a pet, until I can gain your trust and earn your approval to be a higher level sub.”

Blake thought for a moment. “So you really want this and you understand that your failure to follow directions could cause you to be punished more severely?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Marcy`s hands started to tremble. Blake looked around, then thought for a moment.

“Okay, you will be my sub and from now on you will call me Master, unless there are people around. Do you understand me?”

Marcy pursed her lips, “Yes, I understand.”

Blake looked down at her. “Stay here.” “Yes Master.”

Blake almost fell over. Damn, she was into this. He could use this to make her a responsible person easily. He left to the shed. He got out a leash and a collar from his dog’s stuff. He walked back to her. “Let`s go to your room.”

They both walk to her room. “Yes Master.”

She followed behind him as they went in. Into the room, he went. He opened up the drawers and her luggage. He found her uniform for now. She needed to feel exposed and insecure. He grabbed her bikini and tossed it to her. “Change into that and then come see me in the living room.”

“Yes Master.”

Blake left, going into the living room. He got up and got some stuff from his closet. He came back into the living room. Marcy stood there waiting for Blake. He looked at her and could plainly see that she was nervous. He told her to stay still. He put the collar around her neck. Next he told her to spread her legs a bit. He fastened on knee pads to her. Then he took his biking gloves, and put them on her hands. “Okay, get on your hands and knees.”

Marcy swallowed hard, then got down on her hands and knees. “Okay, good dog. Now, as a dog, you are not able to speak like a human. You may bark and whine only. If you want to eat or drink, your bowls are the green ones. Now heel.”

She moved next to him. He connected the leash to her collar. He walked forward, “Heel.”

She tried to stay next to him as he walked out the back door. He slowed going down the stairs, and then walked her over to a cage next to the shed. Once at the shed, he told her to stay. He next untied her bikini bottoms and removed them. “Need to do that in case you need to go to the bathroom.”

He brought her in the cage and removed the leash. He told her to stay again and he got out of the cage, locking it behind him. He walked away. Marcy was so confused. What had she done? She looked around the cage and found a blanket in the corner. She saw the two bowls sitting there. She saw her Master coming back. He had two more bowls with him and opened the cage. He placed them inside, and called for Drake. Drake ran up and the Master let him in the cage. “You two get comfortable. I will see you in the morning.”

He walked away. Marcy wanted to say something, but thought better of it. He went in the house. She then remembered she could have barked. She looked over at Drake. He was taking a drink. She looked around her. She was going to have to get comfortable. She laid on the blanket on her stomach. Drake came over by her and sniffed around. He laid down next to her and she snuggled up to him, trying to get warm. She started to think about the book she read, where the sub was taken by the Master and used for his pleasure. She heard a vehicle start and then saw a truck drive off. She went back to thinking about the book. She was getting hot thinking about it.

Drake was licking his chops. She went back to her thoughts. Drake got up and moved over to her rear which was exposed. He licked at her. Marcy came out of her daydream. Drake licked again, forcing his muzzle between her legs. Marcy was trying to figure out what he was doing. He raised his muzzle, lifting her rear. He shoved his muzzle between her legs again.

*****

Blake drove into the town and went to a clothing store. He found a couple of uniforms for Marcy to wear to keep her covered. He did not like her being completely exposed all the time. He went over to another store and picked up some more supplies. Checked his list and got back in his truck for the trip back.

Marcy was unsure what to do. Was Drake there to make her his? She was nervous. In the book she read, the sub was made to please the Masters dogs. So maybe, Uncle Blake had read it and she was supposed to do the same. She tried to think on the good side of this. For certain the dog’s tongue was starting to feel good. Marcy was surprised. Drake was really tonguing her good now. His tongue slipped in. Marcy realized that she was not just liking this, but she was getting very hot from it. She was moaning as Drake tongued her out so deeply. She almost came, then he stopped. She tried to catch her breath and then Drake mounted her back.

Blake thought on his way back. If she got with some bad people into dom/sub thing, she could be in real trouble. He decided that he needed to satisfy her need here. Thinking he could use it to correct attitude and other problems she’s exhibited. He hoped that Marcy was warm and had used Drake for some extra body heat. He had a few blankets now he could give her to keep warm. He started to work over a plan to break her down completely, to rebuild her, and make her a very well-mannered person that was happy to be alive like her parents, and not afraid to move ahead in life. He turned onto his driveway. He drove up to his house and got out of the truck. He decided that he should bring Marcy the blankets to keep herself warm with first.

He walked around back and could see something weird going on. He was hearing Marcy is making a lot of noise. He ran over to her, thinking something was wrong. He stopped about ten feet from the fence, his mouth dropped wide open. He would not have believed anyone if they had told him and had pictures. There in front of him was his dog Drake, using Marcy as his bitch. And to really make it worse, the noises that Marcy was making was all pleasure as Drake made her his. Blake was at a loss for words once. He saw what was going on and it was blatantly obvious that Marcy was loving every minute of it. Blake finally closed his mouth, and make matters even worse still, he was getting a hard on from it. Blake started backing away, to the front of the house. He unloaded the pickup and took it all inside. He did not turn on the lights to let her know he was back. He kept thinking what he should do.

Marcy gasped hard as she felt Drake`s cock slightly enter her. Not painful, nor weird, it felt good for about a split second. Next she felt Drake slam the rest of his hot cock deep inside her, taking her breath. He thrust her like mad. Euphoria hit Marcy fast, closing her eyes as Drake used her so hard. He was taking her at an unbelievable speed. She was moaning hard and being very vocal about it. She could not believe how good it felt, and her body was starting to tense up, ready to hit her with a major orgasm.

Marcy’s full moans and groans carried along with her into her orgasm as Drake continued to savagely rape her. Drake appeared to be not affected by all of her vocals as he worked to complete his mission. Marcy was in the throes of her orgasm, clenching her toes and hands grasping at the ground, she felt the true dominance of him using her and the pleasure it was providing.

Blake sat at the kitchen table with his face in his hands, thinking about his next actions with Marcy. Blake realized the delicacy of this new situation and the fragile means he would need to deal with it. Blake, after thinking about it for quite some time, got up from the table and looked out towards the kennels. He could clearly make out Marcy on her hands and knees, but he was unsure where Drake was at the time. Blake walked out to the kennel straight towards Marcy, knowing that he needed to be very careful with exactly what he said.

Marcy was overcome by the whole act between her and Drake, all too suddenly she felt Drake tie with her and his hot cum filling her. Her mind was absorbed with everything going on and loosing track of time, when suddenly he unmounted her. She felt the tugging deep within her as they were now butt to butt. She fell into her beastly bliss as she continued to feel him pumping deep inside her. Stopping suddenly. Marcy realized she could hear the sound of crunching gravel in front of her and she jerked her eyes wide open. Standing in front of her with his hands on his hips was the impressive figure of her uncle Blake. The expression on the face was not his typical stone cold look.
Blake had walked quickly up to the cage not expecting to find them still connected. Struggling with his thoughts he looked her straight in the eye. The look on Marcy’s face was at first shocked and then changing rapidly into one of having done something good. Blake quickly found his words to say, “Marcy you are allowed to speak as a human now. What the hell are you doing?” He asked her strongly.

In a lustful response she replied, “Doing as you asked, Master.”

Blake’s outward expression never flinched even though his mind just about exploded by her response. “When exactly did I tell you to copulate with the dog?”

Marcy suddenly felt uneasy and unsure of her actions. “I did just what the book had said, um, in the book where she, um, well” she paused for a moment. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “You know in the book where she is made to be the dog bitch as part of her training.”

Marcy looked down at the ground as she was still tied with Drake. Blake again was taken aback by her words, quick thinking and responding, “I never read the book, Marcy. I just knew it was about the whole S&M lifestyle. When you’re done with Drake please come up to the house so we can talk.”
Marcy nodded towards the ground, her face still looking down. Blake turned around and headed back to the house to wait for Marcy to join him there.

*****

Blake walked the rest of the way up to the house and into the kitchen. He sat down at the table thinking what he needed to do to help change Marcy into a good person and somehow deal with her sexual deviance.

Marcy was at a loss, as to what she was supposed to be doing. She felt she had done the right thing, but apparently she had been all wrong. She started to stress out, thinking that her uncle would tell her parents. She suddenly felt Drake slide out of her and his cum start running down the inside of her thighs. Marcy stood up and grabbed the towel she had laid on before and cleaned up the mess running down her legs and from her well used pussy.

Marcy walked to the entrance of the cage, unlocking it, let herself out and made sure to close it behind her. Marcy looked down at the ground as she walked to the house to go talk to her uncle. Her mind was in high-speed with all the possibilities of what he may do to her. She stepped up onto the porch and into the house to talk to her uncle.

Blake looked up, seeing her come inside and came unglued. A loud bellowing roar emitted from his mouth at Marcy. “GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES, YOU BITCH! I allowed you to talk like a human not walk like one! My two dogs, Drake and Curt, listen better than you do. You’re lucky that I even allow you to be a dog for as poorly as you act.” Blake’s voice sternly finished.

Marcy immediately dropped to the floor on her hands and knees quivering and afraid he might strike her.

With a strong, but calm voice he continued “Tell me Marcy, why did you let him do that to you?” Marcy was completely caught off guard, hesitating, unsure how to respond after he just barked at her. Blake waited a few seconds for her to respond and then in a strong, hard voice, “I AM WAITING FOR YOU TO RESPOND.”

She looked around at the floor trying to answer his question, with a meek response she began “uncle I was…”

“I AM YOUR MASTER!” His voice, slamming her hard with its thunderous roar. His voice transformed back to the strong calm voice, “Why did you let Drake do that?”

Marcy’s mind was trying to grasp at anything to help her answer. Then finally her answer quietly began to emerge from her mouth “Master, I thought I was doing what you wanted me to do.”

Blake anticipated a response from her like that. “I only sent Drake in there to keep you warm. I never meant for you and him to do what you did. Please tell me that was something you wanted to do, not something you assumed that I had expected you to do just because it was in your book.”

Marcy blushed after hearing his response. “Master, I did it because I thought it was something you wanted me to do, but it was also something…” her voice trailed off.

Blake looked at her, waiting for her to finish. Finally saying, “It was something… What? You never finished your answer.”

Marcy felt her power growing within her, sensing that he may be slipping from his powerful role, “Master, if I let you know my deepest desires, what may I earn for that?”

Blake’s eyes burned her own as she felt his wrath being let loose upon her again. Blake exploded off of his chair and was standing beside her in less than a second, he barked a command, “HEEL BITCH!”

He walked to the door, excited and held the door for her to follow. Marcy’s jaw almost hit the floor from her uncle’s response, her body responded immediately to heel next to her master. He walked her down, off the porch and out to the garden. Once at the entrance, he ordered her to stay. He reached down, grabbed the garden hose, next he turned on the water valve, he walked within five feet of her and with a scoldingly cold voice, exploded at her “I DON’T MAKE DEALS WITH BITCHES. I DON’T MAKE DEALS WITH MY DOGS. MY ANIMALS ARE GRATEFUL FOR ANYTHING I DO FOR THEM OR ALLOW THEM TO DO.”

Marcy was scared, she did not expect him to respond this way. She started to cry somewhat, unsure of what was to happen and what he was going to do with her. His cold voice emitted a single word “Stay!” Marcy froze. Her body screaming to run away as he lowered the garden hose on her. She screamed at her body to run, but something deep within her held her fast. She saw the water flying out of the hose at her, as if in slow motion. Fearing the water hitting her, the yelp flew out of her mouth as the icy water hit her slide and almost knocked her off her hands and knees.

Blake started to thoroughly wash her body off, avoiding her head, pussy and asshole. After he had finished rinsing her off, Blake shut off the valve, and went into the house leaving Marcy there shivering.

He quickly returned with a hand full of towels and used one to pat her dry. After he dried her off, he again told her to heel. He walked her to the kennel next to the one she was in before. He put her in the cage and laid the towels down. He looked at her and with his calm voice said, “You may only respond as a dog would.”

He walked out of the cage and shut the gate. He grabbed the lock hanging on the fence and locked the cage shut. Looking back at her again, “If you’re a good bitch, I may let the boys spend the night with you. Your food and water dish is in the corner. Try and get some sleep tonight. You will have a lot of work tomorrow.”

Blake walked back into the kitchen, grabbed her book and thought he’d look through it to see if he could decipher what she was into. After reading through a good part of the book, Blake decided to go to sleep since he needed to be up early in the morning.

*****

Blake woke as usual, before the sun came up. He got himself ready for the day, then proceeded downstairs to make himself a breakfast. He fixed himself a big country breakfast and made a little extra for Marcy. Blake sat down and eat his meal while thinking what he needed to do for the day. He got up, cleaned his dishes and took a plate of food out to Marcy’s cage. Quietly he unlocked her cage, opened the gate and placed the plate by her head. Silently, he backed out of her cage, closing and locking it. He noted how Marcy had completely rolled herself up in the towels. He walked over to Drakes cage and opened it for the dog. Next Blake proceeded to the shed and quietly opened the large door. He then stepped into the shed gently bringing the door nearly closed and then gave it a hard slam in hopes of waking Marcy.

Marcy’s eyes flew open hearing a large bang. She tried to get up and look around to see what the noise was, but found herself wrapped tightly in the towels. She struggled a bit to get free of the towels, then her mind and nose alerted her to the presence of something that smelt really good. Slowly she worked her way out of the towels and found a plate with scrambled eggs, some sausage patties and 2 biscuits with gravy. Marcy looked around for a fork or some other utensil to eat with. She then recalled that she was a dog, at best, and that they don’t know to use those things. She found herself making a whimpering noise, causing herself to giggle, thinking she sounded like an upset pup.

She got up on her hands and knees, lowering her head down and began to eat a very delicious breakfast. Marcy was surprised when she cleaned the whole plate up, at first she thought that there was too much food for her. Marcy realized that she was thirsty, feeling embarrassed, she walked on her hands and knees to her water bowl. She found the water cool from the night air and drank some of it. After getting her drink, she looked up at the cage noticing the lock still on it. Still on all fours, she went back to her towels and curled up on them. She laid there for quite a while dozing some of the time, waiting for her uncle to get her.

Blake finally exited the shed after several hours of hard work. He walked directly over to Marcy’s pen and unlocked the lock. He looked at Marcy as she was looking directly at him and said, “Time for you to do some work and earn that breakfast you ate.” He opened the gate and said “Heel.” With his solid voice. Mercy quickly got up and stood next to him on her hands and knees.

Blake led her to the shed leaving her on one side and ordering her to stay. Blake shut the door behind them and told her to heel as he led her to another door further back in the building. Marcy realized that there were small-like railroad tracks that went from the door at the rear to a door to her left. Blake opened the door in the centre of them and told her to heel as they walked through the door into what looked like a mine tunnel.

She could see the tunnel ahead. She saw it split in two directions and was relieved that there was plenty of light. Blake led her into the tunnel going deeper into what she assumed was the inside of the hillside behind his farm. As they walked back into the tunnel she noticed lots of pipes and wires running into the tunnel from the overhead. They walked on to where the tunnel splits and went to the right. The tunnel seemed to weave and go up and down as they followed it deep underground. As they walked, Blake told Marcy how this was his proverbial gold mine. She was noticing when walking past what looked like small rooms with wooden structures inside them.

They finally came around a bend and saw a large wagon sitting on the rails full of rocks. Blake saw Marcy’s face look in wonder at what was in front of them and told her this was her exercise plan from now on. He brought her in front of the wagon and told her to heel, facing away from the wagon. Blake quickly hooked up a shoulder harness to her carefully making sure it would not slip on her and cause her injury. Blake looked down at her and told her, “Your job will be to pull this ore car to the shed for emptying.”

Marcy almost spoke, but bit her lip and looked down at the ground. Blake told her “pull” and she took a strain with the harness and began to pull it towards the shed. She kept her mind on her job not realizing that her uncle was pushing another cart behind her. After what seemed like hours she found herself pulling the car into the shed. She stopped when she got to the door where the tracks went under the door. Blake walked past her and opened the door to the other room. He looked at her and told her to pull the car into the room. As she pulled the car past her uncle, he said, “You might have a visitor tonight if you keep up this hard work.”

Marcy pulled the car along the track, running of the possibility of Drake spending the night with her through her mind. The car stopped up against the wheel stops bringing her to a sudden, jolting end. She looked behind seeing Blake pushing a larger ore car behind her. He came up to her and disconnected her harness from the ore car. He led her out of the room, closing the door behind him. He told her to stay at the entrance to the mine. She watched her uncle manoeuvre two large flat cars onto the rail. She watched him connected them together and roll them towards her. When the first cart was next to her he told her to get on. Once she was in the first cart he told her to lay down. Blake started pushing the carts into the mine and he assisted it rolling all the way to the end of the shaft.

Blake had her get off the car and then he hooked her up to it. She looked back over her shoulder watching Blake bring several wooden boxes to the front car and setting them on it. As he brought a couple of more onto the front cart her eyes caught a brilliant blue rock sparkling under the lights. Her eyes looked at the way the light played with it, and was caught off guard when her uncle told her to pull.

Marcy braced herself for what she thought was going to be something hard to pull, but it pulled real easily. She pulled them up the rails and Blake had her stop at the first side room. Her uncle quickly went into the room, after a few minutes came out with two flats that he placed on the second car. He told her to pull again and they stopped at the next room. This continued until they stopped at each room, with Blake bringing out crates from each room.

Blake told her to pull the cart out of the mine and up to the shed. Marcy began pulling the two cars again. She was feeling her body aching from all the exercise and being on her hands and knees the whole time. She was unsure of where her strength came from but she managed to pull the cars into the shed. Blake unhooked her from the cars and told her to stay. She watched him unload the cars, taking the wooden crates with rocks with them off to the side. He off loaded the second car with the small flats on it and placed them by the door leading outside. She saw him set the first one down. She realized the flats were full of mushrooms. After he finished unloading the last car he removed the harness from her. Blake told her to heel and walked her back to her cage. Blake told her what a good job she had done. He put her in her cage and locked her in.

Blake left her in her cage and walked up to the house. Marcy went straight for the water dish and drank a good amount. She then went over to her towels and lay down exhausted and sore.

Blake cleaned himself up, then proceeded to make a large lunch. After he completed eating his meal he took a plate down to Marcy. He unlocked the cage and placed the plate next to her. On his way out, he removed the old plate, closed the gate and locked it.

Marcy got up and looked at the food he brought her. On the plate was a steak cut up into nice small pieces, mashed potatoes and some green beans. Marcy was surprised with herself as she quickly emptied the plate. After eating, she laid back down on her towels and watched her uncle back his truck up to the shed.

Marcy heard her uncle close up the shed, after that he walked over to her cage, unlocked it, he then went in and grabbed her plate. He told her what an incredible job she had done so far today. He stepped back out of her cage and yelled, “Drake!” Seconds later Drake came bounding up and stopped at her uncle’s feet. Blake ushered Drake into Marcy’s cage. He closed the gate and locked it. Blake said to Marcy, “You two have fun. I have to ship out these goods.”

Blake got in his truck, started it up and left.

*****

Blake took off in his truck trying to figure out what he was going to do. He wanted to see his girlfriend again, but she always came over to his place so they could have fun. His girlfriend, Becky, loved to play S&M games and some of their times she had even played with her favourite pooch, Curt. Blake thought back to one day when Becky had a good amount to drink and she had him take her up to the bedroom to have a long session of hot sex. Afterwards, she asked Blake to lock her in one of his big cages with both of his dogs for the night. Blake still clearly remembered seeing her nude body lying in the cage with large amounts of dog cum leaking out of her. As Blake continued driving he thought about whether Becky would want to join in with Marcy, since he knew she was into that sort of stuff. He came up with an idea of how to ask her and when he got closer to town he would give her a call.

Marcy listens to the truck fade away and this time she had no question as to what she was allowed to do. Her body is so sore she wanted nothing to do with Drake and yet still craved him. Her body so sore from all the work she had done so far today, but yet her lust screaming to be fed. She though deeply about what she wanted to do. Not sure whether to allow herself the much-needed rest or to again be Drake’s. She thought about the way her body ached from all of the work, the way her shoulders and back hurt, and the pain in her hips and legs. Drake decided to help her in making up her mind. She felt his hot breath directly on her pussy followed quickly with licks.

Blake saw he finally had cell phone service once he got closer into town. He grabbed his phone and gave Becky a call. As he delicately tried to explain what had been going on with his niece. He silently prayed that she would not hang up on him. Blake almost wrecked his truck when Becky interrupted him and asked if she could join in the fun. Excitedly, he set a time to pick her up after he had completed his chores in town. He continued to talk to her about everything that had gone on until he needed to hang up and take care if his business.

Marcy gasped as Drakes tongue licked a crossed from her clit between her cheeks. Her hands again, grasping at the ground, as his tongue kept on licking her and eventually slipping inside. Fighting her body as it tried to spasm. Drake persisted in driving her crazy with his tongue. She realized how much better it was this time because she knew what to expect. Marcy was biting her lip as his tongue dove deeper and deeper into her, as he retrieved her delicate honey. She could not stop it any longer, her body succumbed to a massive orgasm. Drake tentatively licked her a couple of more times, her body shook strongly from this first orgasm. She barely noticed a change in what Drake was doing, until she felt him on her back. Remembering from her book, Becky reached back and guided him to her need. Her orgasm subsided for a moment as she felt him slightly enter, then push headlong deep into her. Her breath left her from feeling him take her so harshly. Drake paused for just a moment as he re-adjusted his hind legs and then started to take her like that of a jack hammer.

Blake was relieved as he finally left the grocer with the last of his mushrooms. Quickly be text Becky that he was on his way to her place. By then she had already gathered what she would need to stay over at his place for a short time. When Blake arrived at Becky’s, hopped out of his truck and finding himself rushing to her front door. She opened the door before he got to it and handed him a suitcase. She turned around closing the door and locked her house up tight. Blake looked at her, seeing that she was ready and that she was wearing just a yellow bikini. They quickly got into his truck and headed off to his place. Once on the road, Becky explained to Blake how she wanted him to treat her as a sub. Blake said, “Are you sure you want to do this. If so, when would you like to start?” Becky blushed just a little bit and responded, “Yes, I am.” Small pause as she gathered her breath, “How about now?”

Blake looked at her quickly, then told her “Okay. You are now my sub and you will do as I say. And you will ONLY speak when I tell you to.”

Mike took his eyes off the road again, looked at Becky and saw her head nod yes. Blake had looked straight ahead at the road for a while, finally he said, “Take off your bikini top, then take out my cock and suck me off.” Becky grinned as her arms reached up and began removing her top, exposing her firm C cup breast.

Marcy tried to keep herself from falling forward as Drake took her so savagely this time. She kept going in and out of orgasms as he continued to slam her body, she felt his knot firm against her as he tried to drive it deep into her. She was experiencing a very good pain as she felt his knot push deeper with each thrust. She finally let out a gasp for air as his knot ultimately entered her and stayed locked. She felt the incredible warmth of so much of him inside of her and the feeling of his knot rapidly growing within her.

Drake held on to her tightly as he started to shoot his cum deep in his new bitch. Marcy fell into a mammoth orgasm as her body shook and spasmed. Her toes curling and her fingers gripping at the ground as she lost herself in the fantasy she dreamed of. Her mouth emitted guttural moans and groans as her body continued to move through the orgasm.

Eventually, Drake was able to slide out of her and go about trying to clean her some. Marcy was unable to take much of this because of how hypersensitive she was. Drake finally left her alone after she kept trying to evade him. Marcy was so tired and sore that she laid down on the towels and quickly fell asleep.

Blake was happy he had his large truck as he drove down the road, allowing Becky to easily get into his pants. Becky had taken him out of his pants and started to stroke him. He quickly got hard in her hands and she then engulfed his cock with her mouth. She slid her mouth up and down as her hand tried to fondle him through his pants. She sensed he was not going to last long this time because of everything he had told her about.

Blake had a death grip on the steering wheel as his breathing quickened. He let out a low moan and then a harsh gasp for air as his body released his cum into Becky’s wanting mouth. She sucked hard on him as she savoured his cum blasting into her mouth. She did not lose any of his juice and was very proud of it since he came so much. Blake came out of his orgasm slowly and was happy he was able to keep his truck on the road while she satisfied him. She sucked and licked him clean and gently put him back into his pants and closed them up. Blake thanked his sub for serving her master well. Becky sat herself back upright, leaving her top off, as they travelled down the road. She savoured his cum that was still in her mouth, slowly swallowing a little at a time. Blake suddenly reached over and gave her nipple a tweak, causing Becky to giggle and swallow what was left in her mouth.

Blake finally broke the silence, “You’re allowed to talk and I have a question for you.”

Becky turned to look at him, “Yes Master what do you wish to ask me?”

Blake stayed focused on his driving, and asked, “I want a response from you, not my sub, about what your uniform should be?”

Becky thought for a moment of the options she had available with what she brought. She finally responded with, “I believe since I am your lead bitch, I shall have a dog collar and my leather bra, and of course my gloves and knee pads.”

Blake thought that sounded good and asked another question, “Where should you spend the nights at?”

Becky grinned inside of herself, and said, “Well, I guess that will be up to you depending on whether I have been good or bad”.

“So you wouldn’t mind spending the night in one of the cages?” Blake questioned.

“Oh, of course not, especially if I had company and, how shall I say, keep me ‘warm’ at night. May I ask you a question now?”

Blake looked at her and said, “Certainly”.

Becky thought about her question, “Since I’m Marcy’s ‘superior’, how far can I go with her?”

Blake thought for a second, then promptly responded with, “Well, that is probably going to have to be something you figure out between you and her.”

Becky absorbed what he said. “Okay, that makes sense, and she’s not allowed to talk now, correct?”

“Ya, she’s only allowed to make the noises that a dog would make.” Blake responded as he slowed the trucked down and turned into his driveway.

He looked over at Becky, and asked her, “Anything else?”

Becky’s breathing had increased realizing she was going to be living out more of her love for S&M. “No, I think that’s everything.”

Taking control again, Blake says, “Good. You’re my sub again, and be quiet unless you are told to speak and when we pull up to the house we will take your bags to my room where you will change into your uniform.”

A few minutes later the truck pulled up to the front of the house and they took her belongings to his room. Blake sat down on the bed as Becky removed the bottom of her bikini and put on her leather bra and collar. Blake was looking at her body, seeing her supple, smooth skin and feeling so lucky to have her. After she was done, he took her by the hand and walked her out to the cages.

They both walked up to Marcy’s cage, seeing her laying there sleeping and noticing cum leaking from her pussy down to the towel. Becky unconsciously lets out a low mmmm. Blake looked at her and whispered, “You’ve missed Curt, haven’t you?”

Becky looked up at Blake for a second, then back down at the ground and nodded yes. Blake moved over to the empty cage, opened it and said, “On your hands and knees, bitch, and get in your cage.”

Becky had butterflies in her stomach as she moved down on her hands and knees and got into her cage. Blake was looking around and finally gave a short quick whistle. A few seconds later, Curt came bounding up to Blake. He patted him quickly and put him into the cage with Becky. Blake grabbed the lock from the fence and locked her cage shut. He whispered to Becky, “Have fun Baby” then turned and walked to the house.

*****

Becky watched Curt as he walked slowly around her. Curt kept checking the air for her scent and catching a whiff of her excited smell, he slowly circled in towards her, focusing towards the smell. Becky watched him over her shoulder as he slowly got closer to her. Her mind racing almost wanting to beg him to take her. Curt lowered his head in checking her scent only an inch away from her wet pussy. Satisfied, he suddenly licked her, causing Becky to let out a moan. He held back a bit, making sure that she would not stop him. He took another tentative lick and paused for a moment. Becky wanted Curt to just start and take her, but realized that it had been some time since their last fling.

Curt started licking her in earnest, his tongue sliding from her clit to past her pussy each time. Becky’s breathing quickly increased as his tongue urgently stoked her fire. Her moan returned with vigour as his tongue began to enter her.

Becky lowered herself to her elbows, leaving her butt still up and hoping that Curt would know she was ready for him. He continued licking her deeply, getting out all the last tantalizing bits of her honey.

Drake had sat there watching what was going on in the other cage. Drake walked over near Marcy watching Curt contentedly. He lowered his head down and took a deep sniff of Marcy’s exposed pussy. He gave her a good lick and then looked back over to Curt which looked like he was licking his lips.

Becky held her breath as she felt Curt stop licking her. She bit her bottom lip, waiting for Curt to take her. Drake watched as Curt suddenly mounted Becky. Becky was relieved to feel him finally on her back and feel him trying to find her wetness. Curt was shoving himself forward, feeling himself bumping against her until finally he felt his cock slide into a tight hole. He shoved hard into her, making Becky his bitch once more. Becky responded with a loud orgasmic moan as his cock entered her hard and fully.

Drake got to see Curt take Becky and decided he wanted to take his bitch now. He lowered his head down and started to lick Marcy in earnest. Marcy started to stir, feeling Drake’s tongue bring her back to the living. She slowly got back up onto her hands and knees, and was more than happy to be taken again.

The commotion in the other cage grabbed Marcy’s attention as she saw Curt taking a lady. She was transfixed watching him savagely taking her and listening to her moans of pleasure.

Becky held on for dear life as Curt started a marathon of jack-hammering on her. Her moans were being interjected with raspy gasps of air. Becky was rising into orgasmic bliss as Curt’s knot began to try to enter her. She held on awaiting the wonderful fullness she would soon have.

Marcy was in awe watching it unfold before her. She was suddenly pulled back to what was happening to her as Drake mounted her and enter her in one swift move. She relished the feeling of being Drakes’ again and added on to the excitement by being able to watch Curt take his lady. Marcy listened to the long orgasmic moan come from the lady and realizes Curt must have just knotted her.

Becky was not sure what all happened, but she knew Curt’s knot was well inside her and his pulsing hot loads of cum were filling her. She babbled to herself as she went through orgasm after orgasm, while Curt held on tight to her hips trying to fill her.

Marcy’s orgasms took her quickly as Drake took her so much more savagely this time. Marcy lost her grip on the ground, causing her chest and face to hit the grass and Drake already impaling her with his cock, to come forward hard, shoving his knot deep in her. Marcy lost herself in the mind blowing orgasm as his knot entered her and was quickly followed by his cum.

Both women kept cumming as the dogs continued to fill them with sperm. Finally Drake slid out of Marcy, licking her clean and then leaving her alone. Marcy laid down watching and waiting for the other woman to be free. After several minutes, she saw Curt’s dick slip from the woman, followed by several drops of cum fall to the ground. She watched as Curt’s tongue cleaned her up, causing the woman to twist and turn from it all.

Marcy watched the other girl lay down and called to her, “Hey, What’s your name?”

Becky opened her eyes again, looked over at Marcy, and gave a low growl to her. Marcy’s mouth immediately went dry from the stare that the new woman gave her and the fact that she growled like an upset dog. Marcy realised that she had just made a very bad mistake by trying to talk to the other woman. Becky closed her eyes and got comfortable to try to take a nap again. Marcy lay there thinking and telling herself that she had nothing to worry about, since the other woman must not be able to talk also.

The End.

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