you will be the bitch now: pt 2
#3 of bitch
You will be the bitch now: part 2
I slowly climbed out of my new bed, ready for the day ahead of me. Yesterday I would've been dreading getting out of bed. Some days I wished I hadn't woken up and I had died in my sleep. But today is different... something changed... something big... I am the master now... Sampson won't be hurting me ever again... but I shall hurt him... he will suffer... I chuckled as I climbed down the stairs, making sure to make loads of noise so Sampson knew I was coming. I threw open the basement door and quickly descended the stairs. He was right there... right where I left him... it hadn't been a dream... it had all been real...
I ripped the vibrator from his anus which forcefully woke him from his slumber "Sampson!" I screamed at him
"y...yes sir?" he whimpered
I pulled the condom off his length and showed it to him. "what's in this condom?"
"m..my cum..."
"that's right Sampson... and what did I tell you to do?"
"you told me to hold it in and that if there was a single droplet in there you would beat me until my whole body aches..."
"so would you be so kind as to tell me why you disobeyed me?!" I threw the condom to the ground and slammed his head against the wall, rewarding me with a delightful whine of pain from my little bitch.
"I'm sorry sir! I... I didn't mean to! It was an accident! Please don't beat me!" the big dog looked pathetic... cowering like that...
"you know what puppy?... I'm in a good mood... I won't hurt you... but this will not go unpunished..."
Sampson hung his head "yes sir... what will you have me do?"
an idea struck me... and I liked it... it was so evil... but at the same time so harmless... "nothing puppy... I'll have you do nothing... if you'll excuse me I have to go get some things for your punishment..." I rattled the chains that kept him against the wall "don't go anywhere." I giggled as I walked upstairs to his 'playroom'
the playroom had so many toys in it... i'm sure he had something that would suit the nature of my idea... I dug about in the many wooden box's of sexual items... dildos... handcuffs... electro wands... nothing that I needed... for now... but then I saw it... in glorious black leather and pink plastic, the lock and key gleamed in the light. A smile spread across my muzzle. It was perfect. Next I picked up the key for the basement. I walked downstairs again to show Sampson.
"so... Sampson... I've decided what your punishment should be..." I smiled as I forced the pink plastic sheath over his length, only a little hole at the end so he could urinate. The black leather was tightened by a buckle around his ballsack, more leather covered his rump, another hole, this one slightly bigger for when the wearer needs to relieve themselves... or when the master needs to relieve himself... this was attached to his tail. Then a belt like bit of leather was tightened round his waist, and padlocked to the rear piece. I pulled the key out of the lock and held it infront of Sampson's face "sampson... this is the key to the device..." I produced the basement key and held it next to the other key. "and this is the key to the basement door... one shall be destroyed today... and you get to choose. Pick the key to your chastity cage and you get to paw off to your heart's content... but you'll never leave this room... and we both know the only food in the house is in the kitchen... you would die from starvation..." he looked up at me with a look of fear, he was slowly shaking his head
"n...no please..."
"and if you pick the other key you get to continue life... but you'll never cum again... which one will you pick Sampson? You have to pick one..."
he looked at the two keys. A tear dripped from his muzzle as he looked from the plastic surrounding his length that he was once so very, very proud of, to the door that lead to the outside world... he knew which choice he had to go for... "before I pick can I please paw off one last time?"
"I'm afraid not puppy." I motioned to the full condom "this condom has the last cum you'll ever release... assuming you go for the door..."
I watched him as he closed his eyes. "the basement key... I want to live."
I uncuffed him and lead him upstairs "that was the right choice puppy. Now... by the end of today the key to your chastity cage will have been destroyed... and do you know what I'll do with it?"
"no sir... what?"
"i think i'll turn it into a little dog tag that you can wear at all times... wouldn't that be nice?"
"y.yes sir... that would be.... wonderful..." the dog was literally forcing words out of his mouth to please me... and I enjoyed it so much. Now I know why he did it... was I really stooping down to his level? Was I stooping further than that? I was taking away his rights to ejaculate... you know what? I don't care. He deserves this... he deserves worse than this... all those years of torment... I will play with him, just as he did me... but I will do it up to the day he dies... and I will enjoy it!
"so puppy... how would you like to watch the key being turned into your tag with me?"
he didn't say anything... he just gave a simple nod of his head. But I didn't care what his reply had been. Either way he would have watched.
Luckily for me there was a metal worker in town. And I'm sure she'd make the tag for me. "come on Sampson... we're going for a walk."
"shall I go get my leash?"
"yes please Sampson, good boy."
he smiled and walked off. I waited by the door, checking my look in the mirror, hopefully I would put some weight on soon. I haven't really eaten a proper meal in five whole years... I saw Sampson walk up behind me "ah that was quick... okay.. now put the collar on."
my eyes widened as he wrapped the leash round my throat and tried to tighten it "you fucker! You are my pet and you will fucking like it!"
I gagged as I elbowed him in the stomach, harder and harder each time... it wasn't working... the leash was getting tighter around my neck "please don't kill me Sampson..."
the leash slackened slightly "and why shouldn't I?"
"erm... you wouldn't hurt your little foxy... would you?" I put on the helpless fox for him. And it worked... the leash got looser and looser... I felt about on the table by the mirror... feeling for it... eventually my hand wrapped around it... the knife Sampson always kept there... just in case anyone tried to get in... or out.
He screamed and dropped the leash as I stabbed him in the leg he fell to the floor and looked up at me, fear in his eyes.
I ripped the knife from his leg and spat into his wound "what on earth were you thinking pup? You just tried to kill your master... I'm disappointed. I thought you had learnt your lesson... but I guess not..."
"please don't hurt me... I... I..."
"you what? Didn't mean it? We both know you damn well did.. now what should I do with you... maybe I should hand you over to the police... attempted murder... they would fuck you so hard you wouldn't be able to walk... or maybe I should take you to the park, tie you to a lamppost and never come back... but I'm not going to do any of those things... no... I know what I want to do... go to the play room and get the biggest dildo you can find.
He hung his head and slunked off to the toy room. After a few minutes he returned with a huge canine toy. I took it from him and smiled "oh puppy... it's perfect!" it was a natural coloured toy, about twelve inches long, the knot was the size of a full grown great dane's fist. "now guess where it's going..."
the dog nodded and bent over. I smiled and placed the head at his puckered tailhole "w...wait sir! What about lube?! It'll kill me!" only after he said it did he realise what a bad choice of words this was.
I simply growled and pointed to the leash that lay on the floor where it had been dropped. He nodded an closed his eyes, trying to prepare himself for the insertion.
I grinned and forced as much as I could in one thrust into his tailhole. The scream he let out as the searing pain spread through his rear forced a sick smile onto my muzzle. "Only halfway in puppy." he buried his head in the carpet and cried to himself. I pushed it inch by inch into his rear, his pained whimpers driving me on... "are you ready to take the knot?"
sampson simply nodded "ye...yes sir..."
"good..." he shuddered as I pulled most of the toy out until only an inch remained in him. "are you sure you're ready?"
he whimpered "w...wait... please lube it... i'll do anything you want..."
I paused "and what can you do for me?"
"i can... erm.. er..."
I chuckled "nope. To slow!" I forced the whole thing and the knot into his rear in one swift application of a lot of force. He actually passed out... blood dribbled from his anus and onto the carpet.
I actually felt a twang of remorse... was this really right? Should I be doing this? I looked at the sleeping dog, watching him... maybe I could make this right... a smile spread across my muzzle... I had an idea... it was simple... maybe also a bit childish... I stroked his face until he woke up
"hey... Sampson..."
"yes sir?" he looked at me
"how would you like to start again?"
"what do you mean sir?"
"you and me... we hit it off wrong... we could start again... as equals..."
"equals... like... a relationship?"
"y...yes... I know it's a silly idea... bu-"
he slowly put a finger to my lips to stop me talking "i like it..."
we stared at each other for a few seconds before passionately embracing. Thus ending our hatred of each other, all plans of revenge and murder were obliterated as we touched our lips together.