Chapter 8
Amy sighed happily after she her cum. She would have liked to keep Laurie sucking her pussy, but needed to teach her a lot, and knew Master would be angry if she didn't. He might even blame her and whip her titties again.
So she got out of bed and pulled Laurie out. She told her how to kneel, how to great Master when he came in, how to lay back and spread her legs, or get on all fours and push her ass back at him. She taught her how to beg and sit and roll over and play dead, and warned her of how fierce Master was if she didn't obey.
Laurie watched and listened in dazed misery and shock. She'd never heard of anything like this before. Amy was, she decided, crazy. How long had she been here? Had she been like this when she arrived, or had months, maybe years of beatings made her like that?
She had already noted the signs of ill use on the girl, and it looked fairly recent. And she had a ring in her cunt and in her nipples, and in her nose, for God's sake! Then there was that collar around her neck, steel, and with a lock, and the metal bands around wrists and ankles.
"Are you listening?" Amy asked crossly.
Laurie nodded quickly.
"Okay, then, let's jerk off. Master likes to watch it sometimes and he takes videos, so even if you aren't hot, like, if your pussy isn't all warm and funny, you still gotta pretend like it is, y'know? Like in a movie."
Amy got on the bed and Laurie joined her, watching with embarrassment as Amy began to masturbate. The blonde girl ran her hands up and down her body, moaning and sighing and writhing realistically, then picked up a dildo from off the night table and slid it inside herself.
Laurie swallowed in stunned amazement as the girl fucked herself with the dildo, her body humping up against it excitedly.
"See? This is how you do it," Amy said. "You try."
Laurie started to tell her to forget it, but remembered she wasn't allowed to talk just in time. Then she remembered what had happened when she'd refused to lick Amy's slit. She knew she had no options here.
She took the dildo from Amy, disgusted since it had just come out of Amy's cunt. On the other hand, she'd had her faced and tongue in Amy's cunt so how could she object?
She pushed it into her snatch and pumped it in and out.
"You have to act like you like it," Amy said patiently. "Before long you will like it, but right now you're still a bad girl so you don't. But you'll have to act until you're a good girl like me."
Laurie arched her back and writhed like Amy showed her, pumping the dildo in her snatch. Amy made her moan and groan and whine like a bitch in heat, saying she had to and that they weren't words just noises.
Laurie was mortified, but grit her teeth and did it, knowing she had no choice whatever and terrified of the big mean bastard Amy called Master.
Of course Jack watched it all on TV, smiling and chortling. He'd have the dumb blonde train his slut for him. He'd save half the time.
Of course, he still had to torture her, otherwise she wouldn't have enough fear of him to obey instantly and without question. He would be fair, of course, only punishing her when she was slow to obey or refused. But he was sure there would be times.
She looked even weaker willed than Amy had been, even though she was a few years older, but he figured when he ordered her drink his piss she would rebel. There were other things too, that would cause her to hesitate or possibly even refuse.
A couple of hours after leaving them there he went down with a hamburger. He was naked, and Laurie looked at him warily, though she followed Amy quickly as the blonde crawled forward and licked his toes.
She didn't lick his toes though, allowing Amy to take up all the room.
"Come and lick my feet, Fido," he sneered. She cringed inwardly, then, the pain in her breasts still terribly hot, she eased in and began to lick at his ankle and foot.
He spread his legs a little, letting the two suck and lick on different feet while he stood above them with his arms folded.
"From now on, Fido, when I tell you to do something you answer like Rover does. You say, Yes, Master. Understand?"
"Yes, Master," she said, pulling her tongue from his feet for a moment.
"You are a dirty, stinking piece of shit. You're worth nothing except for your cunt and tits and mouth. All you're good for is fucking. Understand?"
"Yes, Master," she said, flame faced.
"I'm going to fuck you whenever I want, in whatever way I want, as hard as I want, as often as I want, and in whatever hole I want, and you're going to love it and beg for more. Isn't that right, slut?"
"Yes, Master," she said.
"Rover, go and get some bracelets for Fido."
"Yes, Master," Amy said, crawling away.
"What do you think of the rings in Rover's nipples and cunt and nose, Fido? Want them in yours?"
"No thank you, Master," she said.
His hand lashed out and struck her on the side of the face, knocking her over onto her mouth. His foot slammed into her belly and she choked and coughed and retched.
"You dirty, stinking piece of shit! Do you think you're better than her? You're not half as good a slut slave as she is!
"Put the bracelets on her, Rover!"
Amy hurriedly clipped the metal bands around Laurie's ankles and wrists, pushing them closed until the clicked and locked.
"Get her a tail, and put your own on, slut."
"Yes, Master."
Amy quickly went and got her tail, tears filling her eyes that she had forgotten to put it on as soon as she had stripped. She pushed it into her asshole then got a second tail and hurried back to Laurie. The brunette was still laying on her side panting for breath.
Amy pushed the thing against her asshole. Laurie whimpered and jerked away but Amy persisted and shoved it into her ass all the way until the plastic ball had disappeared and only the tail remained.
"Now I want both your slut dogs on all fours, right fucking now!"
Amy hurried and positioned herself properly. Laurie pulled herself to all fours too, imitating her.
She was bewildered by this new development, and by the fresh pain of course.
"Kneel," He said.
Amy sat back on her heels, back straight. Laurie did the same a second later.
Jack fetched the collar that matched the bracelets, walked over and put it in Laurie's trembling hands.
"This is a slave collar," He said. "Amy is my slave, aren't you?"
"Yes, Master," Amy said happily.
"If you put this on and lock it, you'll be my slave too. If you don't ... "
He left out what would happen then but Laurie, as dazed and flustered and miserable as she was, had no doubt that it would be painful indeed.
She pulled it on and pushed until it locked tight.
"Good, slut," he said, patting her head.
"Thank you, Master," she said.
"Lick my feet, whore."
She bent and began to lick and kiss his feet as he watched in amusement.
"All right, get back next to Rover."
She sat back on her heels and watched him carefully.
"Now I want Rover on her back and Fido eating her snatch. Let's move, sluts."
Amy quickly twisted over and rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide, Laurie dropped onto all fours, bent over her pussy and began to lick and suck energetically.
"Wag your tail, Fido." She swung her ass from side to side, wagging her tail as he chortled in amusement. Could anything possibly be more degrading, she wondered? No, surely not.
Amy soon began to writhe in pleasure, and Laurie knew it was not acting. Her pussy was wet and spasming as she pushed her tongue into it. The mindless slut was going to cum in her face.
Then she did, whining and yelping and wriggling happily as her cunt burned and flared with fiery pleasure.
"Fido, on your knees."
Laurie rose and sat back on her heels obediently, saying Yes Master at the last second.
"Now, we're going to talk about you. I'll ask t questions and you answer. You better tell the truth, too. And to make sure. I want you to hold out your hands in front of you."
She did, holding them out flat as he ordered.
"Yes, Master."
"How many boys have you fucked?"
"Two, Master."
He swung the crop down. She hadn't even seen him pick it up. It slashed into her right hand, cutting across the palm. She screamed in agony, clutching her hand against her belly, bending over and sobbing.
"I didn't say you could move, Fido. Put your hands back out in front of you."
She continued to cry and rock back and forth, clutching her hand.
"If I have to tie you up, slut, you'll really cry," he warned.
She sobbed and put her trembling hand out, then the other one.
"The correct answer was thousands. Isn't that right?"
"Ye ... yes, Ma ... master," she sobbed.
"Now, how much did you charge each one?"
"Uhm ... uhm ... a hundred dollars?" Again the crop slashed down, this time on her other hand. She screamed horribly, clutching that hand against her, or trying to since she couldn't close the other.
"I told you not to move, you stupid, stinking, ugly, fucking piece of wormy shit meat!! Stick your hand back out or I'll string you up and whip you unconscious!"
Sobbing, she stuck her hands out. The shook and trembled.
"Now, nobody would pay a hundred dollars to fuck a fat assed, cow titted, shit-faced cunt like you. You only charged a nickel, didn't you?"
"Yes, Master," she whimpered.
"I bet you sucked a lot of cocks too, didn't you?"
"Thousands," she gulped.
"How much did you charge for that."
"A penny," she sobbed.
"Sounds right."
She felt a terrible burst of relief.
"Who taught you to suck cocks?"
"Uh, a boy I knew." she started to sob, knowing it was the wrong answer even before the crop ripped into her hand again. This time she kept it out, though she cried out in agony and sobbed.
"Your father taught you to suck cock. Didn't he?"
"Yes, Master," she sobbed.
"Say it, slut."
"My father taught me to suck cock," she whimpered.
"Turn around and spread your ass apart. I'm going to butt-fuck you now."
She hesitated, stunned, then did as he ordered. She moaned and winced as she tried to get on all fours without touching the bottoms of her hands to the floor.
He yanked the tail out of her asshole and knelt behind her, rubbing his cock against her slit. He shoved it into her pussy and fucked her for a minute, and she began to think maybe that was all he did, but then he took it out and pressed it against her and then he shoved every last inch of prick into her rectum. He gripped her hips loosely as he began to fuck, his fingers sliding up and down her flanks as he pumped his tool inside her belly.
"How many times have you waved this ass around at men, slut? Showing it off in tight pants every day, taunting men with it. Well now you're getting it fucked, just like you deserve, just like all the men and boys who watched it wanted to do."
He humped faster, his thighs smacking against her ass cheeks as he pumped his boner in her tail. Tears of humiliation trickled down her cheeks, but she stayed silent, other than for the grunts and moans as he rammed his cock into her with special strength.
"You love it, don't you slut?"
"Ye ... Yes, Master," she whimpered.
"Beg for it. Beg me to butt-fuck you."
He slid his long tube of meat out of her hole and waited.
"P ... p ... please butt-fuck me, Master," she gulped.
"Hard?"
"Yes, Master," she moaned.
"Really hard?"
"Ye ... Yes, Master. Please fuck me in the ass really, really hard."
He jammed his cock up her ass and rode her in a frenzy, smashing his hips into her ass with brutal force as she gasped and moaned and cried out in pain. He ramrodded her ass hole with his big cock, pounding it into her with ferocious power, spearing her again and again until his juice sprayed out into her guts.
"Ahhh, that wasn't bad, slut dog. Thank me for it. Don't be so ignorant."
"Thank you for fucking my ass, Master."
"Okay, slut, turn around and get on the bed."
She turned, her tits wobbling below her. He sniggered and reached under, pinching and squeezing them as she moaned in pain. He slapped her ass and she crawled away and climbed into the bed.
"Rover, get in bed with her. I want to see a really hot sex scene."
Amy crawled into bed and she and Laurie began kissing and petting, their hands moving over each other as Jack set up the video camera.
"Okay, girls, make it good. This tape goes to Fido's mom and dad."
"Noo!" Laurie gasped, ripping herself free and jumping off the bed.
He blinked in surprise.
Laurie's parents were deeply religious and both thought there was nothing more evil and perverted in the world than homosexuality. She would literally rather be dead than have them view a tape of her and another girl making love, especially if it looked like she was doing it willingly.
"What in the fuck do you think you're doing, you dumb, two bit, piece of shit-faced cunt?"
"Please, please, please don't make me do it! I'll do anything, anything, just don't film me and show my parents!"
"Who told you you had any say in anything at all, you piece of garbage?" He moved around the bed and grabbed her by the hair, dragging her away from the bed.
"By the time I'm through with you, slut, you'll beg me to let you suck her cunt."
He brought her to the square frame and locked her wrists and ankles to the four corners. Then he took the riding crop and savagely lashed her back, her buttocks and the backs of her legs as she howled in agony.
He moved around to the front and rolled over the generator, then fed the two metal tubes into her cunt and asshole. She babbled and sobbed and begged but he ignored her. He locked the alligator clips to her nipples, one at a time, enjoying her screams of pain, then slid her pussy lips aside, and clipped the third one to her clitty.
She writhed and thrashed maniacally for long seconds while he watched. Then he turned on the juice, playing with her, as he had Amy, feeding juice down one line at a time, blasting the power up her asshole or cunt or into her titties or clit.
Even one line had her howling in excruciating agony, five at once turned her into a gurgling, vibrating, mindless, drooling, retching mass of tormented flesh.
He put on all five, then sat back on the bed and had Amy suck his cock while he watched.
He turned the juice off and left her hanging there, putting a pair of headphones on her and turning on a tape, which would play, then reverse, then start over. On the tape was his voice saying, in a steady monotone, that she must obey, that she was a slut, that she must obey, that she was a whore and a cheap, worthless nothing dog. That she must do anything she was told, and be happy and enthusiastic.
He told Amy to turn the juice back on if Laurie spoke. Then he went upstairs to his bed and Amy went to sleep.
He left her hanging there all the next day, turning the juice on several times to torture her. He was a bit annoyed at himself for picking an older girl. Obviously she was more set in her ways than a girl like Amy. He wanted her totally broken, with no shred of pride or dignity left.
The day after that he let her down, but could do little with her since she was unconscious. He had Amy clean her off, then left her to recover a little.
As soon as she was awake he went down and butt-fucked her. She wasn't capable of moving much but that was okay. He just wanted her used to it.
She moved in a daze for the next day or so, when she moved at all. She obeyed everything without thinking, even opening her mouth and letting him piss down her throat without hesitating.
When she got a little energy back and could move he had her lick Amy to multiple orgasms, then suck her asshole, then suck his cock. She did it all immediately, not thinking, not speaking except to say "Yes, Master," in a soft voice.
He pierced her nose and nipples and cunt and hung rings from them, then had her and Amy do everything two girls could while he taped them. Still, she displayed little enthusiasm, even when he threatened and beat her. It wasn't rebellion, he decided, he'd broken her so utterly she had no emotions left.
There was always one emotion, of course, fear. She was still afraid of him. Of that he was sure. But even when he whipped her she didn't show emotion. She screamed in pain, but went limp immediately after.
He tried everything he could think of. He ordered her to hold her legs apart while he whipped her cunt. He ordered her to cup her big breasts and hold them while he whipped them. He twined her hair in a thick braid and hung her from the ceiling with it, her hands tied behind her back. He even got a strap-on dildo for Amy and had her screw and butt-fuck the brunette a dozen times a day.
Still, she walked like a robot, obeying everything, but showing no pleasure at getting fucked, and no enthusiasm when he came for visits.
He decided to try one final thing. He'd learned through questioning her that she was terrified of dogs. He borrowed a giant German shepherd from a friend and brought it down to the bomb shelter.
Her eyes widened as she saw the thing, and her mouth opened and closed. She showed the first sign that she still possessed a brain he'd seen in days.
"Look who's here," he said. "This is Killer. Watch out, he bites."
Amy looked at it warily and slid back on the bed. Laurie just stared in fear.
"Fido, get over here."
She hesitated for the briefest of seconds, then slowly slid to the floor and crawled over. Killer looked at her and sniffed. She whimpered and shuffled back.
"Know what Killer's here for, sluts? He's going to fuck you."
Laurie opened her eyes wider in disbelief.
"Fido, get under there and suck his cock."
"Please," she whispered.
"Do what you're told. Obey!"
She jerked, then, whimpering, crawled forward and looked under Killer's body between the legs.
"Grab his cock and rub it," he ordered.
She slowly extended her hand, then touched it.
Killer growled warningly and jerked aside. Jack held him still and she reached in again, taking his cock in her hand. Killer growled even louder.
"Rub it!" Jack snarled.
She rubbed it and squeezed it a little, panting for breath, hardly able to breathe because of the terror she was feeling. Killer continued to growl for a minute then whimpered and stopped. His cock started to harden in her hand. It grew rapidly until it seemed huge.
"Is it hard, Fido?"
"Yes, Master," she said. Her voice had a quiver, the first sign of emotion she'd displayed in days.
"Turn around and show him your cunt, wave your ass at him."
She did and he stuffed his nose against her crack, sniffling her scent. He growled low in his throat.
"Wave your ass from side to side."
She wagged her ass like a bitch dog, her tail flicking from side to side. Killer jumped up atop her and she cried out in terror, but stayed put as his paws slid around her.
He humped against her and Jack reached down and took his cock in his fingers, then pressed it against her slit. The dog lurched forward and thrust deep into the terrified teenager.
"Yeah, now there's what you need, slut dog, a good fucking from another dog."
He and Amy watched in fascination as the big dog pounded into her. Tears trickled down Laurie's face as she sobbed quietly. The dog didn't notice. He just kept fucking, harder and harder, ramming his cock into her with wild abandon.
She continued to sob as the dog hugged her tight and pumped his doggie cock up into her slit. He took his time, despite his speed, and after ten minutes Jack was growing impatient. Finally the dog came, spraying doggie cum into her belly.
He pulled her away then and hugged her, comforting her as she rocked back and forth and cried. He carried her into the shower room and cleaned her off, douching her cunt, then carrying her back to bed. He took Killer upstairs, then came back and began to give her a tongue bath.
He took his slow time, and Amy joined in. It took a while, but her tears stopped and after a long while she began to jerk and tremble in pleasure, finally cumming with a long, drawn out wail of ecstasy.
After more hugging and kissing, and three more cums, he fucked her to yet another, and from then on she was as enthusiastic, bright eyed and bushy tailed as Amy, scampering to lick his toes whenever he came in.
He and Amy spent much of their time in each other's arms, kissing and groping and jerking each other off, sucking each other's pussy and using vibrators and dildos on each other. They learned to scissor their legs and grind their bald cunt mats together, and when he got a big double headed dildo they pushed it up each other and fucked ass to ass, or cunt to cunt.
He was frankly amazed at them as he watched them fucking all day long. True, he hadn't left them anything much else to do, but each girl seemed to have at least twenty or thirty orgasms a day, fucking and sucking almost constantly. It was a wonder they didn't wear their pussies out.
He tolerantly kept killer away from Laurie after that, though, since he'd developed a taste for teenage pussy he let him fuck Amy whenever he was in the mood. She actually got to like it, squealing and then barking and yipping like a dog as he rode her.
He was so confident in them now that he took both out with him on a scouting expedition for his next slave. They argued over choices as they scanned the high schools, but finally agreed on a sweet faced little redhead.
The idea of a redhead amused him too. He would have a blonde, a brunette, and a redheaded slave slut now, though he didn't plan on keeping Amy much longer.
With Amy and Laurie helping it was a simple matter to lure the girl to the van, zap her with the stun gun, then pull her inside. The girls tied her up, giggling happily, while he drove home.
Once there, he let the girls have her. He just sat back and watched as they stripped the horrified teenager, stripped themselves, then put on their strap-on dildos and raped her cunt and asshole at the same time.
They slapped and kicked her into obedience, making her suck their cunts and assholes, and crawl around on the floor in front of them.
They attached the bracelets to her ankles and wrists, then hung her up and whipped her, still giggling happily as she screamed. They pricked her nipples, cunt and nose and fed in the gold rings, and made her drink their feet and piss.
He didn't have to do a damned thing. By the time he moved in the girl was a dazed, cowed little slut slave and protested nothing as he raped her cunt, asshole and throat, then pissed in her face. Within a month she was scampering around on all fours like the other two, and spending all day fucking and sucking with them.
A month later he took Amy out in the van, driving to the other city, then dropping her off down the block from her house. She watched in stunned disbelief as he drove away and he almost turned back to pick her up. But it wasn't fair, he thought. He had taken enough of her life.
He was sure they'd be happy to see her, even happier to see her wearing clothes. He'd sent them several tapes, first the one of her jerking off with fingers and vibrator and dildo, then one of her and Laurie doing all kinds of things, then one of her getting dog fucked by Killer.
He just hoped the shrinks wouldn't ruin his good work.