Sandra’s Journey 1
By Story Teller 101.
“Wow, look at the size of him,” she heard someone say.
Soon she would know exactly how big he was.
*****
In an instant, her journey flashed through her mind. It began in year 11, and the girl’s school was split. Years 7 – 10 in one campus and years 11 & 12 in another. She moved to year 11 classes and found three year-12 pupils were friendly towards her. They included her in their discussions. As they seemed to become more amiable, she joined them in the Dorm. It was there, one night, that things took a turn. What began as a game soon turned ugly, and Sandra soon herself naked as the three older girls took turns forcing Sandra to perform oral sex on them and then on her. It continued well into the night and left Sandra weeping.
The following day Sandra reported what had happened to a teacher, Ms. Andrews. She took the details and set up a meeting with Sandra and the three protagonists. “Show me what happened,” said Ms. Andrews, and to Sandra’s horror, the three older girls repeated the oral rape of the night before.
Sandra appealed to Ms. Andrews to stop them, but she laughed. Stripping off her dress, she revealed a huge strap-on dildo. While the other girls held Sandra down, Ms. Andrews raped her. Sandra begged her to stop and cried out, but nothing stopped the intrusion. Finally, Sandra stopped fighting and surrendered. The torment continued for the next two years, during which Sandra gave herself willingly. A true subordinate.
After school, Sandra got a job in a supermarket as a cashier. She thought she had escaped the torment of her school life, but she found she missed the attention and, yes, the pleasure she felt being used. She had boyfriends, but they were brief affairs. The men she went with never satisfied her, and, really, the men just used her without any thought to helping her. Life limped along, and she finally bought a couple of sex toys that she hoped would satisfy her. They didn’t. While she orgasmed several times, she never felt the buzz she experienced with her dominant teacher.
Sandra had begun to walk the streets on Saturday night, hoping to meet someone, anyone, who could satisfy the longing that burned inside her. One night she had given up and walked home when a car stopped. “Need a lift,” a voice said.
Sandra looked at the car. In the dark, she couldn’t see who was speaking to her. It was cold, and she was shivering. “Yes,” she said. “I would love a lift,” and she opened the passenger side door.
In the light now, she could see a man. She got into the car. “So how much,” he said, looking her up and down.
Sandra knew what he meant. “How much do you want to pay,” she said.
“Well, why don’t we go somewhere, and I will see how much you are worth,” he replied. He drove her to a park. “In the back seat,” he said, “Let’s get it on.”
Sandra and the man introduced himself as Ralf and got into the back seat, where Sandra was soon naked. For the next hour, Sandra was subjected to a sexual smorgasbord. It started with oral sex, followed by virginal sex, and then anal sex. Each time she thought Ralf had finished with her, he attacked her again with vigor. She begged him to let her go, but he seemed determined to humiliate her even more. Finally, he stopped.
“Bloody hell woman,” he gasped. “You are something special. My kind of whore.”
So it was that he told Sandra to move in with him. At last, feeling wanted, Sandra agreed and continued her decline into total depravity.
At first, Ralf was satisfied with rough sex. He was first ravaging her with little attempt to give please to Sandra. He was just interested in getting off. When Sandra had her period, she realized that she would suck him off. She had never done it before, and the taste was bitter, but what choice did she have. At least Ralf was satisfied with her efforts. One Saturday night, they went out, and Ralf ran into an old friend, Bruno. He invited him back to the house. Bruno took a particular interest in Sandra, a fact not lost on Ralf.
“Would you like to fuck her?” Ralf said.
Sandra was mortified, but she submitted and let Bruno has his way with her. “Great fuck,” Bruno said as he pumped his cum into her. “We should do this more often.”
Having given her to Bruno, Ralf seemed less worried about farming her out to friends. First, Ralf’s boss Andrew gave Sandra to him in return for a promotion. Next, Brad gave a discount to Ralf for car repairs. Brad came back a second time and brought his girlfriend with him. Sandra had never been with a woman, and she soon realized that Bree was in the same position as her. Subservient to a brute of a man. Sandra and Bree were forced to put on a show for Brad and Ralf before taking turns on each of them. The only pleasure was when Sandra and Bree had a shower after spending the two men. The two women got each other off.
Ralf said that the following Saturday would be memorable and demanded Sandra shave her crotch in preparation. She had no idea what Ralf had planned, but she had learned not to ask questions. Saturday evening came, and Ralf’s boss arrived. This time with a rather large German Shepherd. She looked at the dog and wondered what it was all about. She didn’t have to wait long for the answer.
“He is fully trained,” said Andrew. “Get her ready.”
Sandra gasped. She realized what was about to happen. “Strip and get on your hands and knees. Oscar needs a bitch”. Sandra looked at Ralf with fear in her eyes. Ralf just smiled. “Do what you are told,” he said.
She undressed slowly, trying to prolong the inevitable. Oscar, the dog, was wagging his tail in anticipation.
“My wife loves being serviced by Oscar,” Andrew said. “His cock is bigger than mine, and she enjoys every inch.”
Sandra, now naked, looked again at Ralf and then got on her hands and knees. Oscar was indeed well trained and immediately mounted Sandra. A couple of false attempts, and then he found the target. He began to hump Sandra, and as his cock grew and grew, Sandra screamed. “Oh, he is too big,” she moaned, but then she squealed, “yes, oh yes,” and she began to moan louder.
“Fuck mate,” cried Andrew. “She loves it. Look at that bitch take him with ease.”
Ralf sat open-mouthed as Sandra squealed again as Oscar tied with her. “I can feel him cum,” she groaned. “He is cumming. So hot,” she yelped.
Then she fell silent as Oscar tried to pull away. He finally did so some five minutes later. Ralf looked shocked and watched Oscar’s cum oozing from Sandra’s battered pussy. He was even more amazed when Andrew pulled down his pants and rammed his cock into Sandra’s well-lubricated love hole.
“I love sloppy seconds,” he announced.
Sandra didn’t say anything. She had enjoyed her first doggy fuck, and that was all that mattered.
After he finished, Andrew turned to Ralf. “I know this guy who is looking for a bitch,” he said, “and there is money to be made.”
Ralf heard the word money and was immediately interested. “Tell me more,” gushed Ralf.
“Well, this guy has these nights where his dog humps women,” continued Andrew, “He arranges these nights with an audience, and they pay to watch a woman with a dog.”
Ralf didn’t hesitate. “Contact him and let’s get it on,” said Ralf. “You are into it, aren’t you, Sandra?”
It wasn’t even a question—more of a statement of fact.
*****
So there she was, naked and tied to a bench and tied up to add some spice to the show. Sandra braced herself for what was to come. The cheering subsided as Paul’s master of ceremonies led his Great Dane into the room.
“Oh shit, look at the size of that dog,” Sandra heard someone say.
She felt a tongue between her legs as Paul said, “Lick.”
Sandra wriggled as she grew more excited. She squealed as the dog, Tyson, did his duty. Well trained, he knew exactly what to do on command. The crowd began to get involved. Then Paul said the word at the gathering had come to see.
“Mount,” he yelled, and Tyson immediately reacted.
Sandra moaned as she felt Tyson’s weight on her back. A couple of false starts and his growing cock found its’ target. Sandra squealed as she felt him begin to penetrate her body. As if playing to the crowd, she gasped, “He is so big,” but he had barely started.
His vigor increased as he drove his growing cock deeper and deeper.
“No, stop,” cried Sandra, but there was no stopping the rampaging beast.
Sandra moaned as he reached full erection. The moans slowly moved from pain to pleasure. It was unknown if Tyson enjoyed it as he did what came naturally, but Sandra’s enjoyment was total. She squealed again as Tyson drove his huge knot inside her and then continued to softly moan as he filled her with his copious amount of doggy juice. Tyson growled with doggy pleasure at servicing his bitch, so the crowd cheered loudly. But they were not as pleased as Sandra as she felt the flow of hot sperm overflow.
Tyson remained silent for a minute or two and then tried to extricate himself from Sandra’s pulsating virginal canal. She winced as he pulled back, and finally, with a loud pop, he succeeded. Any cheer went up as Paul paraded Tyson around the circle. Sandra looked up and saw his enormous weapon swinging between his back legs. She was now a complete convert to bestiality. How could a man directly compete and satisfy her?
The crowd cleared, and Sandra was untied. She felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. She saw Paul and Andrew speaking with Ralf. They all shook hands, and Paul walked over the Sandra. “You will come home with me now,” said Paul.
What had happened was Paul had given Ralf a sum of money and bought Sandra. Ralf left, and Paul told Sandra to get dressed and follow him to his car. Inside was Tyson, still excited by what had happened.
“Calm down, Tyson,” Paul growled. “You can have your bitch later, boy.”
Sandra settled in the seat and was driven to Paul’s house. What pleasures awaited?
*****
Bundled into Paul’s car, she knew that she now belonged to her. Sitting in the back seat with Tyson, she patted her new pet. “You performed perfectly tonight, missy,” Paul said as he drove home. “I think there is a goldmine between your legs.”
They arrived at Paul’s home and went inside. “Hello, honey. Look what I bought tonight,” said Paul to his wife, Audrey.
The woman looked her up and down and smiled. “She looks good,” she said, “Did Tyson enjoy himself?”
Paul chuckled. “Oh yes, honey. He gave her a good workout, and the bitch loved it.” Paul took Tyson outside to his kennel and returned inside. “Have a shower,” he said to Sandra, “and get some sleep. You have a full day tomorrow.”
Sandra stood under the shower letting the water cascade over her. She was expecting Paul to use her like Ralf had many times before, but she slipped into bed and fell immediately asleep.
*****
She was woken at 7 am by Audrey, who yelled, “Come on, out of bed. You have work to do.”
Sandra wasn’t sure what she meant but had another shower. When she returned to the bedroom, a maid’s uniform was on the bed. Not over-thinking the situation, she put on the uniform.
“OK, you have to work for your meals,” said Audrey, who gave her a list of her duties.
Sandra had her breakfast and set to work. Her job was to clean the house from top to bottom, and for this, she would be fed and have a bed. The house was spotless anyway did she dusted and washed where necessary. In Paul’s study, she looked out the window and saw Tyson running around the yard. She felt her pussy twitch as she remembered last night, and how good he felt mounted over her doing what came naturally. She sighed as she remembered how big he was. She had been ruined for any man who tried to better Tyson. She smiled. Maybe being a bitch was her reward. She certainly hoped that it wouldn’t be a one-time-only.
Audrey came into the study. “Well, it seems you are doing a good job,” she said. “What are you doing right now?”
“Sorry, Mistress. I was just watching Tyson,” said Sandra.
“Paul told me how much you seemed to enjoy Tyson last night,” replied Audrey. “Not your first time with a dog, I suspect.”
Sandra colored slightly. “No, Mistress,” she said, “and yes, I enjoyed him very much.”
“Well, at least we have that in common,” said Audrey. “I have indulged on many occasions.”
Sandra looked at Audrey and saw a wistful smile on her face. No wonder Tyson was well trained. He had been servicing Audrey for some time.
“Come on, girl,” exclaimed Audrey. “Stop daydreaming and get back to work.”
Sandra apologized and began dusting Paul’s desk. Audrey left, and Sandra smiled to herself. ‘I think I will be very happy here,’ she thought.
*****
Paul came home around noon. “You are home early,” said Audrey. “I was just about to make some lunch.”
Paul sat in the lounge. “How is our new addition getting on?” Paul asked.
Sandra heard Audrey call her and came into the lounge. “Mmm, the maid uniform. Very nice,” said Paul. “So Sandra, are you fitting in OK?”
“Yes, Master,” Sandra replied.
“Very good. I think your Mistress will want to go shopping this afternoon. Won’t you, dear?”
Audrey nodded. “Lunch is ready, Paul. Sandra, your lunch is in the kitchen,” said Audrey as she and Paul sat in the dining room.
Sandra could hear them chatting and not make out what they were saying. She did hear “Sandra” several times, so obviously, they were planning something.
*****
After lunch, Sandra cleared up and washed the dishes. “Put on your street clothes,” said Audrey. “We have shopping to do.”
Audrey parked outside an adult bookshop instead of heading for a shopping center. Audrey has greeted by the woman, Margaret, behind the counter, who knew her.
“Looking for anything special?” asked Margret.
“Oh, just looking around,” replied Audrey.
Sandra could tell the shop was very large with different sections. Sex toys in one area, porn tapes in another, and costumes and things in another. Audrey headed straight for the clothing section.
“We need to get you some new clothes,” she said, looking Sandra up and down.
She began to pick things off the racks.
“Oh yes, Tyson will love you in this,” she said, picking a dog mask and laughing. “He will think you’re a real bitch.”
Sandra didn’t get a say on what Audrey picked out. As well as the mask, an obvious choice, there were a couple of sexy lingerie pieces and a sheer dress.
“Oh, you will lovely in this,” Margaret said.
“Oh, those are not for me, dear,” replied Audrey. “These are for my little friend.”
Margaret chuckled. “Oh, I see,” she said. “Well, I am sure she will look very sexy in those,” Margaret said. “But the dog mask? What is that all about?”
Audrey smiled but didn’t answer. Margaret didn’t pursue the matter. She probably thought it better not to ask any more questions.
*****
Back home, Audrey told Sandra to finish cleaning, and then she had any job that wasn’t on the list. “When you finish in the dining room, come to the main bedroom,” said Audrey. Sandra had some idea of the other job, so she finished cleaning and then went to the main bedroom.
Audrey was lying naked and face down on the bed. “I want a massage,” said Audrey.
“Yes, Mistress,” replied Sandra.
Using oil on the bedside table, she began to rub Audrey’s shoulders and back.
“Yes, that feels nice,” moaned Audrey as Sandra moved down and massaged Audrey’s buttocks. Then her thighs and lower legs. “You’re doing fine,” said Audrey. “I think it is time for me to roll over.”
Audrey rolled over onto her back, and Sandra looked in awe at her body. Firm breasts with erect nipples waiting to be caressed, kissed and sucked. Audrey’s pussy is already showing signs of moisture.
“Don’t just look, Sandra,” Audrey said, “get to work.”
Sandra couldn’t help herself. Leaning over, she kissed Audrey’s nipples, one then the other. Audrey moaned softly. She didn’t seem to care that Sandra hadn’t continued the massage. Of course, she completely forgot as Sandra worked her way down, licking as she went until her head hovered over Audrey’s crotch.
“Oh Mistress, you are so beautiful,” Sandra whispered as she pushed her face between Audrey’s thighs.
Teasing Audrey’s clit with her tongue Sandra had her moaning louder. “Yes, honey. Oh, I like that so much,” Audrey moaned as she raised her knees and spread wider. “So good. So good,” Audrey muttered as her orgasm built.
Audrey cried out as her orgasm engulfed her. “God, oh God. That is so good,” she wailed as Sandra continued her administrations. She came twice more be Audrey called a halt. “You have had quite some schooling,” Audrey said, her smile spread from ear to ear. “I think we need some more fun after that. Why don’t you go outside and get Tyson.”
“Yes, Mistress,” enthused Sandra. “I will be happy to.”
Sandra rushed to the back door. She led Tyson back to the bedroom.
“Not here, dear,” said Audrey. “We have a special place,” and led Sandra and Tyson to the far end of the house. “We keep this area locked,” explained Audrey. “It is a large room we use for special occasions.”
Audrey opened the door, and they stepped inside. The floor was covered in thick shag pile carpet. There were couches and benches spread around the room. Whatever this room was used for indeed was for pleasure.
“Get undressed, my dear,” said Audrey. “I want to see you with Tyson. Put on a show for me.”
Sandra undressed quickly and smiled at Tyson. He stood there looking at his two bitches. It was as if he was thinking which one first. When Sandra laid over one of the benches, his question was answered. He approached and gave Sandra a couple of cursory licks between her legs and then mounted her. He was so expert at this that his growing cock immediately found the target. As soon as he felt Sandra’s pussy tightening around his appendage, he thrust forward. Sandra squealed and moaned with each frantic thrust as Tyson’s cock grew larger.
“Yes, Tyson,” Audrey cried, “fuck that bitch, my good boy.”
Tyson didn’t need any encouragement as he worked vigorously. Then his knot started to swell and rub against Sandra’s clit. That is all it took to push her over the edge. She squealed again and then screamed as Tyson drove his huge knot into Sandra’s stretched pussy. Then he stopped moved. Sandra looked sideways to see Audrey sitting on another bench staring at her and Tyson and rubbing her clit.
“When you have finished with Tyson,” she muttered, “I want you next.”
It was almost ten minutes before Tyson escaped Sandra’s tender trap.
“Good boy, Tyson,” Audrey said, spreading her legs. “Come to mummy, my darling.”
To Be Continued…?
*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.
