The New Pet by CarrieAnne
“Such a pretty girl,” Beatrice said as she rubbed her index finger under the girl’s eye, wiping the tears away.
“Yes, Ma’am,” replied Paul. He and the three other men with him were grinning widely in anticipation of their reward. “She put up a hard fight. It took me, Bob, and Tony to get her into the van.”
It was a nice little business Beatrice had. She traveled and took initial pictures of girls that a certain clientele might appreciate. She then posted the pictures on her private website and if someone is interested, she sent out one of her men to take more pictures and to follow the girl to get her routine. If a girl is selected, a deposit is made from her prospective buyer which covers the expenses of “collecting” the girl and transporting her back to Beatrice’s home deep in the mountains.
Beatrice picked up the professional web camera and slipped on her headset, dialing the overseas number. “I have her,” she told the man on the other end of the line. “And she is as gorgeous and fit as the pictures indicated.”
“Excellent. May I see her please?”
“Of course, hold on.” Beatrice walked over to the metal exam table where the young woman was splayed open. Her head was strapped down, a ball gag in her mouth. Her arms were over her head and stretched and cuffed, her back arched, her tits high. Her waist also had a strap on it, holding her tightly. Her feet were in the stirrups with her thighs, knees, and ankles tied in place. Her legs were spread open, showing the newly shaven cunt. The tears were still dripping down her cheeks. Beatrice walked all around the girl, the camera showing the girl’s new owner all her charms.
“Well, Jean-Paul, what do you think?”
“Oh Beatrice, you have outdone yourself with this one. I knew she was pretty when you showed me the photos, but … she is perfection. Go back to that cunt again.”
Beatrice walked back and focused on the pretty pink lips.
“I would like to see those lips red and swollen, Bea … oh and perhaps someone in both holes.”
“Which one of you drove?” she asked.
Sam raised his hand.
“Come, hold the camera. Keep it focused on her cunt.”
Sam sighed and took over camera duty. He would be getting sloppy seconds tonight.
Beatrice picked up the thin leather strap and walked over between the girl’s legs. She rubbed her thighs lightly, making the girl jump. Bea heard Jean-Paul laughing in her ears.
“She is nervous, no?”
Bea laughed. “Should I ungag her? Do you want to hear her voice?”
“Oh yes, please.”
Bea nodded at Paul who removed the girl’s gag. She immediately started begging. “Please, please, please, let me go. I won’t tell anyone.”
Bea walked up and slapped her face twice … hard, making the girl cry out.
“That’s it Bea. Make her cry harder.” Then he laughed, “she needs to get used it.”
Bea chuckled as she moved back between the girl legs. Then she quickly slapped the leather strap directly on the girl’s clit.
“ARRRGHHHHHH!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!”
Ten more times Bea slapped the leather on the girl’s clit and her cunt lips. They were turning a pretty red and swelling under the attention.
“Have them fuck her now. I hope you are filming this for me.”
“Of course I am, bebe. I will send you the film as soon as we are done tonight.”
She turned to Paul. “Untie her and take her over to the mattress.”
Paul, Bob, and Tony unstrapped her from the table and half-dragged and half-carried the sobbing girl across the room. Sam was following behind them, still filming.
Bob held her, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples, as Paul and Tony quickly undressed. Tony got down on the mattress, lubing his cock to make the show better for the girl’s new owner. Bob stripped off his pants and then helped guide the girl down on Tony’s cock. She was sobbing harder now, shivering. Tony held her arms as Paul lubed his cock … then he slowly started pushing it into her ass.
“OHHH NOOOO please stop, it hurts, please … please…”
“She screams so prettily, Bea. I am hard as a rock just listening and watching. She seems rather submissive already. I think she will take well to being my pet”
“Yes, I think you are right. Listen to the little slut grunt like a pig.” They both laughed as they listened to her moaning as the two cocks pushed deep into her holes.
Bea walked up with her leather strap and slapped the girl’s nipples with it. As she screamed out, Bob pushed his cock into her mouth, making her gag.
“If you bite him, I will hurt you like you have never been hurt before,” Beatrice warned.
It didn’t take long for the three to cum—or for Jean-Paul to cum either. Beatrice grinned as she heard the man grunting over the phone.
The three cocks slipped from her. Sam handed the camera over to Paul, flipped her over and pulled her ass up and pushed his cock into her ass—making her cry out.
Beatrice walked back over the computer and talked to Jean-Paul as the men watched Sam fuck the limp girl.
“I have transferred the funds, Bea. They should have gone automatically into your account.”
Beatrice quickly opened up the window to her Swiss bank account and checked. She smiled as she saw the deposit for $250,000.
“The money is there, bebe. Now, how do you want to collect her? And is there any training you want her to have here?”
“Let your men continue to use her so her holes will be as
stretched open as possible, especially her ass.
I will fly in by helicopter after I land in
“I don’t think there will be a problem with the men using her for you,” she laughed. “Do you want me to try two cocks in each hole to open them wider?”
“Absolutmon! Please film it all! I will be there next Wednesday. That gives you four days for make her into a sweet cock whore.”
“Speaking of filming, when you get her back to your castle with her, will you film the first time with Sarge? I would love to see it.”
“Bea, bebe, I will do you one better. I will set up a webcam to you can watch, too. I am so pleased with this one.” Jean-Paul was still watching the men with the girl, one of them forcing his cock down her throat and holding her head by the hair, forcing the girl stay down on it.
“Have you thought of a name for her yet?”
“Yes …I think Daisy. A nice name for a new pet, don’t you think.”
They were both laughing as they hung up their phones.
Beatrice walked over and put a chain collar around the girl’s neck and attached a leash to it.
“Sweetie,” she said to the girl choking from the cum that was still bubbling from her mouth. “You have a new name—you are now called “Daisy” and you not walk or talk again. You are only to crawl on all fours. If you attempt to stand up or talk you will be punished.” Beatrice tugged the leash. “Heel, bitch!”
Daisy started crying, but followed behind the woman, going out the door to the yard outside. She saw the woods and pondered getting up and running. She was a fast runner—she could escape.
Beatrice saw the confusion in her eyes. “Daisy, if you get up, I will arrange for my doctor friend to come here and he will cut your Achilles tendons and you will never walk again.”
Daisy nodded and lowered her eyes down to the ground.
Beatrice smiled. This girl was going to be easy. “Squat and pee for me.”
The tears dripping from her face, Daisy opened her legs wider and released on command.
To be continued?
The New Pet by Carrie Anne
Chapter Two
Beatrice allowed the men to cum in the girl three times before putting her down for the night. It was a large cage with a blanket, a large pet bed, and a bottle of water hanging from the top with a cock head on it so Daisy could suck water from it. Before putting her in it, Beatrice handed the leash to Tony and she quickly pushed a suppository in the girl’s ass—one that would sedate her and calm her for the night. Then Tony put the girl in the cage, securing her leash to a pole beside the cage, allowing her enough room to curl up on her new pet bed. Beatrice watched the sobbing girl as the valium took her into sleep.
The next morning Beatrice shook the cage, awaking Daisy with a start. “Sweetie, you will be a little weak in the knees today. It’s a good thing you are not allowed to walk,” Beatrice chucked. As the girl opened her mouth to speak, Beatrice said, “and you are not allowed to talk either. Don’t make me cut out that tongue.”
Poor Daisy burst into tears, but she remained silent as she followed Beatrice out the back door to the field in the back. Beatrice led her over to the sand pile. Daisy bit her lips and turned her back to Beatrice as she squatted back, releasing her morning piss. She moaned out loud and started crying as her bowels released in the sand.
Beatrice walked over and patted the girl’s head. “Good girl! Such a good girl for Mistress. Now cover up the mess with your paws. Don’t touch it! Do it just like a dog or cat would.” Beatrice watched as the girl struggled to swat sand on her morning toilet. Then she pulled her over the hose and washed her nether regions clean.
A jerk of the leash, and Beatrice took the new pet into the kitchen. She put fresh water into one bowl for the girl, and then she scraped the leftover food from where Beatrice and the men had breakfast earlier into another bowl. “Eat bitch.” With a deep sigh, Daisy lowered her head and started eating the cold eggs, bacon and toast from the bowl.
Beatrice smiled as she watched. She could not believe her luck her luck. This girl was already either so terrified she would obey or she was already submissive in nature. Either way—it would make getting her ready for Jean-Paul that much easier.
After the bitch finished her breakfast, Beatrice took her into the back room and nodded to Tony. The men picked up Daisy and put her on the washing table. Her head was put into the metal stock at the end of the end of the table; her wrists were cuffed to the table as were her legs. Bob picked up the hose and sprayed the girl down, then lathered up the scrubbing puff and went to work washing her entire body. Beatrice washed the girl’s face carefully before lathering up her hair. While Bob was rinsing off the girl, Paul was preparing the large hot, soapy enema.
Bob flushed out the girl’s cunt and called Beatrice to look at it. “Ma’am, this cunt is still swollen. Do you want to ice it down?”
Beatrice came down and looked and used her fingers to open up the lips. “No, I think it is okay. But let’s make sure you boys use extra lube until Jean-Paul gets here. I don’t want the merchandise injured.”
The men all nodded and Daisy burst into tears again. Paul started pushing in the extra large enema pipe into the girl’s ass. “NOOOOOOOOO,” Daisy cried out. “Stop please. Just please stop.”
Beatrice shook her head and marched up to the head of the table. She snatched Daisy’s wet head up and slapped her mouth four times. “The next time you speak girl, I will have your vocal chords cut. Do I make myself clear?” She slapped her four more times, leaving red hand marks on both of the girl’s checks this time.
Daisy nodded and started to shiver as Paul released the hot water to flow slowly into the girl’s ass. Beatrice stood at the sobbing girl’s head. Daisy immediately lowered her eyes and head, looking downward. Beatrice smiled and patted her head. “That’s a good girl for me—take it like a good pet.” Then she started combing the tangles from Daisy’s hair.
Paul pulled the enema pipe from the girl’s asshole and popped a large butt plug in its place. Daisy moaned, but wisely kept quiet. The men dried her quickly before taking her down from the table.
Beatrice led Daisy back to the sand pile. “I am going to pull out the plug, but you are not to release the fluid until I tell her. Do you understand? Bark once for yes and twice for no.”
“Woof.” Daisy opened her legs wide as Beatrice pulled the plug from her ass. Moaning, Daisy held the water in—her knees shaking.
Smile, Beatrice said, “Release, bitch.” Daisy released the water from her ass, sobbing and whimpering. After she was finished, Beatrice took her back to the grassy area and rinsed her ass and cunt again before they went back to the play room.
As they entered the room they had been in the night before, Daisy started whimpering. She saw the four nude men in front of her—cocks hard. She tried backing up, but Beatrice used the end of the leash to whip Daisy’s ass—moving her forward.
“I left it up to you men to decide the order and the hole,” Beatrice laughed. “We just need to tape it all for Jean-Paul. He wants her holes stretched open as wide as possible and we will oblige his request. This time let’s put a cock in the ass, while one is in the cunt.”
Sam and Tony lubed up their cocks while Beatrice filled a turkey baster with lubricant and filled the girl’s ass and cunt with lube. The girl only bit her lip as she was forced down on Tony’s cock. She cried out as Sam’s cock started pushing into her ass. But she didn’t beg. She learned from her earlier mistake. Beatrice nodded. The transformation was taking place.
The men came quickly. This wasn’t about pleasure for them either, just filling the girl with cum. As they pulled out of the girl, Bob and Paul were ready next. Beatrice told them, “I want both of you in her cunt.” Daisy started whimpering.
The girl was pushed on Bob’s cock and held down. Paul got behind her and moaned as his cock pushed into the girl’s cunt beside his friend. They grinned at each other as their cocks started moving in and out. Like the other two, their orgasms were quick.
Beatrice allowed the girl to curl up and sob after the second fucking. It was a good release for her. She stooped down to the mattress and whispered, “I know, my pet, I know. And you were such a good girl that I have a little treat for you. Stay still … do not move a muscle.”
She slipped a vibrator in the shape of a rabbit into the girl’s cunt and turned it on. Daisy whimpered and moaned as Beatrice fucked the girl’s cunt. She needed to make the girl cum to increase her shame. The shame would make the girl obey and make her more submissive. “That’s right girl. I know how good it feels. When you are close to cumming, you need to bark twice so I can give you permission to cum.”
Beatrice turned the vibrator to high. The four men watched. Already their cocks were hardening in anticipation of trying to force two cocks into the girl’s ass.
“Woof, woof.”
Beatrice smiled. “Good girl! Such a sweet pet. Cum for me.” The girl moaned loudly and screamed out as she came on the pink rabbit. Beatrice pulled the vibrator from the girl and then pulled her head and shoulders onto her lap and petted her hair. “I am so proud of you. You barked just like a real bitch to alert the cock using you that you were ready to receive his sperm. It’s okay for you cum when the boys here are fucking you, Daisy. You just have to bark twice so they will know you are ready for their cum. Bark once if you understand this, and twice if you don’t.”
“Woof.” Daisy started whimpering as two of the men came over to her.
Even though Sam had already cum in her ass, Beatrice went ahead and refilled the baster with lube and shot it into the girl’s asshole. Tony lay down on the mattress and smiled up at the girl. As Beatrice was nodding to Sam to make the girl lower her asshole, Daisy crawled over to Tony and whimpering, lowered herself down, holding Tony’s cock to help it enter her ass.
Beatrice grinned as she held the girl’s ass cheeks open. Sam started trying to push the head of his cock into the girl. Daisy started screaming out as the second cock popped into her ass, making her ass tear to admit it.
The three watched the two cocks plow the girl’s ass, listening to the men grunt due to the tightness on their cocks; the moaning now in pain. There was no fight left in the girl as the second set of men took their place. Even though Bob’s cock was much larger than average, Daisy only whimpered as he pushed his cock in her ass beside Paul’s. The two men worked their cocks in deeper and deeper, stretched and ripping the girl’s ass.
Suddenly, the girl raised her head up. “Woof, woof.” She sobbed in shame as she orgasmed on the two cocks deep in her ass. The spasms from the her ass triggered the men to cum, filling her up with their hot sperm.
Beatrice took a butt plug that was sized a bit larger than two cocks and pushed it into the girl’s aas. Then she led the sobbing girl over to her cage to let her rest before lunch. After all, it was going to be a long afternoon for the girl. Beatrice grinned in anticipation.
The New Pet, Chapter
Three
And so it went for two more days … double cocks rotating between fucking her ass and her cunt. At night, Beatrice would insert a double-headed anal plug deep into Daisy’s ass. And every night she would give her a hefty dose of valium either orally—one of the men holding her mouth open like the vet would a cat or a dog while Beatrice drizzled it down her throat—rubbing it to make the girl swallow, or a suppository would be slipped in her ass before the plug.
The final morning, Daisy was put up on the cleaning table after having been fucked in both her ass and cunt. After the enema and douching, Beatrice washed the girl’s hair and dried it, styling it nicely. She smiled as she looked at the girl’s eyes—they were dull, the fight was gone from her. Beatrice applied make-up and then put a bow in Daisy’s hair.
Paul and Bob were waiting with two golf carts as the helicopter landed on the pad. Jean-Paul and two other men stepped off the ‘copter. He nodded and shook hands with the men waiting.
“The new pup is ready?”
Bob said, “Yes sir. I think you will find her a real treat. I know we have.”
Jean-Paul laughed as he turned and muttered something to one of his men in French. The man went back and returned with a large red Labrador retriever on a leash.
“Sarge
does not travel well, but an acquaintance in
Bob and Paul looked at each other and grinned. It was going to be a fun afternoon. They had never seen a woman fucked by a dog.
Beatrice was waiting for them in front of her large house. Jean-Paul jumped out and ran to kiss her on both cheeks.
“Cherie … you look lovely as always.”
“Jean-Paul, it is always good to see you,” Beatrice said. “After our phone conversation last night I felt it would go better if the girl was sedated. Tony and I gave her a little something and now she is asleep and on the bench.”
Jean-Paul rubbed his hands together. “Excellent! I am hard just thinking about it.” He reached down and rubbed his cock through his slacks.
Beatrice laughed as she opened the door to her playroom. Jean-Paul gasped in pleasure as he saw Daisy tied to a low padded table, her head hanging down, her blonde hair sweeping the floor.
“Bea…she is gorgeous. And what a body!” He reached down and fondled her dangling breasts, tweaking her nipples. Daisy moaned lightly in her drugged state.
She was home and in her bed—so soft it felt like she was floating. Christopher was there with her. His hands so soft and caressing her, lingering on her breasts before moving downwards…touching her pussy lips. It felt so good. Then she felt his tongue, running from her clit to her ass before coming back and burrowing its way into her pussy. He had never eaten her like this before. She was going to cum from his tongue, the spasms rolling across her body. Her shuddering body twitching like it had never done before. She tried to reach out to touch him, but she couldn’t move her arm. Her eyes flew open … oh noooo she was still there. Then she heard the barking.
They were all laughing as the dog licked the girl to orgasm. “I think she likes her new lover,” Jean-Paul said.
Daisy started begging, “No please, no not that please.” And the tears flowed.
Beatrice reached down and put her fingers on the girl’s lips.
Jean-Paul said to Bea, “Let her beg all she wishes. When we get home we will have a little procedure done and then we will not have to listen to her beg again.”
Bea smiled at him. It was difficult to find a man whose tastes were as perverted as her own.
Jean-Paul clapped at the dog who responded by quickly jumped up, his paws on the girls back. Daisy screamed as she felt the dog cock bobbing between her legs.
One of men with Jean-Paul asked, “Which hole?”
Jean-Paul replied, “Her ass, of course.”
The man reached under the dog and gently captured the dogs cock in his hand before putting the head at the girl’s asshole. The dog’s hips were already jerking and dog slipped easily into her stretched ass.
Daisy was screaming and crying as the dog fucked her ass. Her eyes opened wide when the knot started swelling inside her, trapping the dog cock in her ass. She threw up when she felt the dog’s cum spurting inside her.
Tony moved quickly into action, using the hose to wash away the vomit.
The dog stood there over her, drool pooling on her back. When his knot went down, he pulled out and trotted over to Jean-Paul’s feet and curled up, licking himself clean.
“Daisy will be learning to clean her lover herself when we get back home,” Jean-Paul said. “And I need to do a little something else to her. Do you have dog clippers or an electric razor?” he asked Bea.
Beatrice opened the cabinet beside her and pulled out some hair clippers. She plugged them in handed it to Jean-Paul.
He turned it on and the squatted down beside Daisy. “Easy girl,” he said as he placed it as the base of Daisy’s head and started shaving the girl’s head.
She moaned and whimpered and begged him. “Please stop, please stop. Don’t do this to me, please”
“I am going to have to masturbate as soon as you get this dog loaded,” Beatrice said. “I am dripping wet.” They all laughed.
It only took Jean-Paul about ten minutes to completely shave Daisy’s head. “I do not necessarily like this look, but it will make her easier to keep clean once she is outside in the kennel at home.”
“She will be an outside bitch?” Beatrice asked.
“Of course, with the other dogs,” Jean-Paul answered.
They were standing there talking when the double doors on the back of the playroom that led to the backyard flew open.
“FREEZE! FBI.”
Twenty men came running into the playroom, their guns out with their arms akimbo. They quickly cuffed Beatrice, Jean-Paul and their men.
Three of men gently untied Daisy and wrapped her in a blanket.
“Are you okay, Agent Howard?”
Daisy nodded her head. “I have been drugged, but I am fine. I need to shower, please before we leave.”
“Yes Ma’am. We brought you something to wear.”
Daisy nodded and took the sweats from one of her subordinates before walking over to where Beatrice was seated. She smiled down at her. “I am going to enjoy testifying against you.”
“You fucking little bitch,” Beatrice growled at her.
Jean-Paul burst into tears and peed on himself as one of the agents pulled him to his feet and started reading him his rights.
The
prisoners were taken to
Elaine Howard sat in her supervisor’s office after her medical exam telling him that after she gave her statement she thought she would need some time off.
Her boss stared at her thoughtfully. “They could have picked any of our other agents we had planted in that park, Elaine, or gone to another jogging park. I don’t know of anyone else who would have help up as well as you did. Will you be up to testifying against them…about everything? And answering what their lawyers will ask you. We confiscated a lot of videotape there along with their web casting film. We know what happened.”
She nodded. “These are sick bastards and they need to go under a jail somewhere.”
TWO YEARS LATER
Elaine
sighed as she stretched out on the beach in
“Is that her?”
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