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Introduction:
A rich lonely man decides to capture a family and make them his pets.
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A Man and His Pets

Chapter I
Wealth and Toys

Jim is a rich man. He came by his wealth the old fashioned way, he inherited it. When he was about 20-years-old, his parents were killed in a plane crash. Along with several hundred million dollars, and several manufacturing companies, his parents had left him a huge home located on nearly 60,000 tree-covered acres in a Colorado mountain valley. The nearest town was twenty miles away. Jim’s home was accessible only by one very long and rough dirt road, or the aircraft landing strip behind the house.

Jim flew frequently. His proudest possession was his Gulfstream jet. He was his own pilot, and the plane allowed him to travel the world overseeing his holdings that had continued to grow since his parents had been killed. At any time, on nothing more than a whim, he’d fire up the Gulfstream and fly off for business or pleasure.

His house was a two story stone structure with a full stone-lined basement. The walls were two feet thick and had few windows. The ceilings of the basement and first floor were made of massive wooden beams that served as the base of the floor above. All and all the house strongly resembled an ancient castle, including the turrets. Thus, Jim called his home, The Castle.

His parents had been avid students of the medieval era. At one time, the ground floor had been used to entertain the occasional guests in a manner similar to that of the legendary kings of Europe. Though the kitchen was ultra modern with the latest appliances, the main room was decorated to look like the banquet hall of an ancient castle. There were hidden electric lights, but gas-fired torches mounted around the outside walls provided the main lighting. Heat, when needed, was provided by a massive fire pit in the center of the room.

The upper floor was Jim’s personal space. Like the kitchen, it had all the most up to date comforts. A high performance computer controlled the sound system, the numerous high tech cameras throughout the house and about the property, and the security system components. The computer also allowed Jim to manage his far-flung holdings. Any single camera, or multiple cameras, could be easily displayed on the computer monitor or the large TV screen hung on the wall opposite the foot of Jim’s oversized bed. The computer also controlled the electronic locks installed in all the doors. The locks opened automatically if the properly coded chip imbedded in a key fob or other item came within six feet of the door. Without that fob, the heavy doors simply could not be opened.

Jim spent most of his time in his quarters. There he did his reading and writing. To keep his mind busy, he wrote short stories for several magazines.

About 20 years ago, shortly after Jim inherited The Castle, he had discovered erotic stories on the internet. He became an avid reader of porn. The BDSM stories were his favorites.

Though he never intended to actually use it to bind or hurt anyone, Jim slowly transformed his basement into a well-equipped dungeon. He built or bought many of the various devices he had read about on the net. They could be used to secure and/or torture a victim.

His favorite piece of equipment was a rack like device. On his version of a rack, the victim could be lain face up or down on the main platform. The occupant of the rack would have their wrists and arms secured by thick leather straps to supports. Those supports could move the victim’s arms from their sides to straight over their head. The legs and ankles were similarly secured to supports extending from the main platform. The leg supports pivoted at the victim’s hips allowing the legs to be spread up to 90 degrees out from their original position. The main platform was formed so that a woman’s breasts would hang freely if she were face down. In the center of the platform was a roller section that could be raised from flush to about two feet above the main platform. The victim could thus be positioned so they could be used and abused as the dungeon master saw fit.

The dungeon also contained a number of medical exam tables modified to suit various activities. His favorite of these was an OB/GYN exam table. With the three-inch wide strap that had been added to the table, a woman’s abdomen could be secured and prevented from moving very far in any direction. Her feet and legs could be secured to the table’s stirrups and supports with restraining straps, and her arms secured either at her sides or over her head, a woman could thus be held in a position that afforded easy access to any of her orifices.

On three of the basement’s stone walls were various styles of restraints. They included steel and leather cuffs attached to chains, ropes, and pulleys. Some restraints were suspended from the massive overhead beams. On the fourth wall, were cabinets filled with all the whips, paddles, dildos, vibrators, spreaders, creams, lubes, and many other accessories any serious dungeon master might need to control, use, and abuse a victim.

Over the years, Jim had built himself a well-equipped and stocked modern day castle with a functional dungeon.


Chapter II
Wealth Can’t Buy Love, but It Can Buy Sex.

He considered his home and its dungeon his personal
isolation chamber. He enjoyed the privacy it offered. He usually avoided human contact for months at a time. He even had all his supplies delivered to a locking, refrigerated, storage unit built at the far end of his drive. He could order anything he wanted over the internet, fax, or phone and have it delivered to a trusted merchant in town. The merchant was well paid to then deliver the supplies to the storage unit.

In spite of his wealth and possessions, Jim, due to his self imposed isolation, was becoming a lonely man. On rare occasion, he would fly to a major city where one of his plants was located. There, he would avail himself of the services of a local lady who had been voluntarily obtained by the plant’s management. She frequently worked somewhere in the plant. She would be well compensated for her personal services and usually satisfied Jim’s voracious sexual appetites. She frequently took several days off work, with pay of course, following her evening with Jim. Jim tended to over whelm them with his sexual appetites and abilities. He was an expert at eating pussy, and enjoyed giving the women multiple orgasms at the tip of his tongue. However, when Jim drove his cock deep into their pussies, they usually screamed in pain. Few could take his nine-inch long, two-inch thick cock without suffering some damage. Unless properly prepared and lubed, a woman could easily receive vaginal injuries due to it being over stretched. In addition to his size, Jim was blessed with the ability to recover in a matter of minutes and be ready to go again. He could cum several times without an extended rest period.

Though his physical needs were thus met, there was something missing. As he approached forty-years-old, Jim wanted something a little more permanent.

Over the years, he had kept himself in reasonably good condition. He stood nearly 6'1" and weighted a little over 200 pounds. His body was solid but not overly muscular. His full head of hair showed just a few streaks of gray.

Jim used his private plane for relaxation and to get away when he craved human contact. His trips about the country were becoming more and more frequent as he faced middle age. He was growing tired of living alone, but he didn’t trust any woman who was aware of his wealth. He was generous with gifts, but feared gold-diggers.


Chapter III
Finding the Right Pet

One early spring day, while reading a bondage story on one of his favorite internet sites, it came to him. He needed a pet. Not the cat or dog variety, but an attractive woman. Why not pick a woman to bring home to play with? He didn’t want one of his usual whores or pick-ups. He wanted a little something different and special. She may not want to come at first, but no matter. He would train her to be his pet. If she didn’t like the idea of being a pet, he could still play with her in his dungeon.

Using a fictitious name, Jim had long ago established a mail drop in the Upstate of South Carolina. Any of his more unusual purchases for his dungeon were sent there. He’d simply fly in, pick up his new toys, have a nice dinner, and fly home.

Using that mail drop, Jim began ordering the supplies he thought he’d need to capture, secure, and transport his vict... er, pet. He had used the name Bill Smith when establishing the mail drop, and he continued that ruse when ordering his supplies, including a special knock out d**g. Even the authorities at the small local airport knew him as Bill Smith. Since there had never a problem with “Bill” paying for services at the airport, there had never been any reason to check his credentials.

When all was ready, Bill flew to the Upstate, rented a cargo van, and began looking for a place to set up housekeeping. He needed a place to stay while he looked for his new pet.

Luck smiled on him. On his second day in town, ‘Bill’ spotted his prospective pet.

He had stopped at a fast food joint for lunch when she caught his eye. She appeared to be in her early to mid 30s, had curly, shoulder length, light brown hair, blue eyes, and one hell of a set of tits. They were at least Ds and probably Double Ds. Her ass was a bit larger than he preferred, but what the hell. He could require she work her ass down to a more appealing size in his dungeon.

Jim’s prospective pet sat with two teenaged girls. The girls were apparently her daughters. She was cursing at them in a less than subtle voice. The language she directed at the two teens convinced him that she not only looked the part of a pet, but she could use a little disciplining as well. She seemed to be the ideal prospective pet.

He seated himself facing away from this prospect in the next booth and casually listened in.

Mom was extremely angry with the youngest girl, and could be plainly heard calling the k** a bitch and a little whore. Tears were streaming down the poor k**’s face.

“All I did was say hello to him, Mom. He’s just a friend from my class at school.” The girl sobbed as she tried to explain to her mother.

The older teen added. “Really, Mom. That’s all she did. She just said ‘Hi’ to him.”

The mother glared at the older girl. “You shut the fuck up, too. When we get home, I’m going to beat the shit out of you both. You little sluts just try to piss me off. Don’t you?”

Jim followed them home. He took care to maintain a reasonable distance behind them so as not be noticed. When they turned into the drive of a small house, ‘Bill’s’ luck was with him again. There was an empty house directly across the street from his intended new pet.

He didn’t want to just snatch her. There was too much risk of being caught if he did it that way. Her capture would take time, surveillance, and planning. Her attitude toward her teens merely enhanced his desire to retrain this particular bitch as a pet. She needed discipline as much, if not more, than her c***dren.

Contacting the landlord and renting the empty house was quick and easy. The landlord was only too happy to rent to Bill with few questions asked when he was offered one year’s rent in advance and in cash.

As summer progressed, Bill hired his prospective pet’s youngest teen, Trina, to cut his grass. Trina was a very affectionate 16-year-old. Almost every time she came into Bill’s house to get paid for her yard work, she gave him a firm hug.

Trina was a cute little gal who stood about 5'2" with a slender build, strawberry blond hair, a few freckles, the cutest little round butt, and smallish but firm little titties. They were about the size of baseballs. Trina seemed to intentionally press her tits into ‘Bill’s’ mid-section each time she hugged him. Every now and then, he could feel her nipples pressing into his belly. Was Trina an innocent young teen or an amateur tease? He couldn’t help but wonder.

In addition to her yard work, and her delightful hugs, Trina proved to be a valuable source of information about her family. There was no father in their home and no family nearby. She and her 17-year-old sister, Cindy, had different fathers. Cindy had a boyfriend at one time, but she had dumped him because he tried to get fresh.

Cindy was s*******n-years-old and stood about 5'6". She was slender, with long dark hair, and a tight little ass. Her tits seemed to be a little smaller than her younger sister, Trina. She frequently helped Trina with the yard work.

They’re mother, Sandra, had many boyfriends and frequently went out at night. She’d come home very late and usually drunk. Her cloths were normally disheveled when she came in.

Sandra often accused her daughters of the very things she herself was doing. She could be heard screaming at her teenagers late into the night. She continuously called them whores, sluts, and cock hungry bitches. The obvious sounds of the girls being repeatedly screamed at and slapped followed by their loud wails made ‘Bill’ feel sorry for the teens. They would probably be better off when their mother disappeared.

As fall approached, there was less and less yard work for Trina to do. She often asked if there were any other jobs she could do at Bill’s house.

“Bill” asked. “Why do you want to keep working here? Do you need the money?”

“No, I don’t need the money. I’d just rather be here than at home. Mom is always calling us names and slaps us around if we make too much noise while she sleeps all day. You’ve been so nice to Cindy and me. Don’t you have something I can do?”

“Well, I guess you could do the dishes and clean
the house if you’d like. You can have Cindy come over to help you clean if she’d like to as well.”

Trina jumped up, and tightly hugging his neck, squealed. “Oh, thank you, Bill. We’ll do a real good job. I promise.” She then kissed his cheek.

“That’s OK, Baby. I think I’ll have to take special
care of you.” He then gave her little butt a pat and sent her scurrying home.

He was relieved Trina had gone. He needed to think about his options here. Did he want to just take the drunken whore of a mother, or should he take the girls, or all three? He also needed to let his erection subside before Trina felt it pressing into her belly. Her young firm body and pert tits always seemed to get him excited.


Chapter IV
The Capture

‘Bill Smith’ made his decision early in Oct. He’d take all three on Halloween night.

In the mean time, he gathered his supplies. Via
the internet, he had ordered ether for a quick knock-out, a special d**g to keep them asleep while he transported them to his dungeon, three specially padded crates, and, as an after-thought, a skeleton costume. The costume was in case he was spotted by a neighbor. He’d look like just another Halloween party attendee coming in late.

It was well after midnight following Halloween when he struck. Donning the skeleton costume, he quietly sneaked in through the usually unlocked back door of the girls’ home.

He went to Cindy’s room first. She was curled on her side sleeping soundly in her panties and an oversized T-shirt. He poured a bit of the ether on a rag and pressed it firmly over Cindy’s nose and mouth. Cindy stiffened but quickly passed out. He then carefully administered a syringe full of the sleeping d**g into her ass.

Sandra was next. She was sleeping on her belly in
a blue baby-doll nightie. He jerked her head up by her hair and slapped the ether soaked rag over her face.

“Hey! What the...fuuuhhh.” She passed out. Her tits made up for her somewhat fat ass. They were indeed huge. Besides, her big ass made a great target for the needle. Knowing she had been such a bitch to her girls, he roughly drove the syringe deep into her left ass cheek and pushed the plunger down.

It was Trina’s turn next. He crept into her room and sat on the edge of her bed. She began to awake as he stroked her hair. When Trina saw the skeleton, she gasped and started to struggle to get free.

Holding Trina tightly to his chest, he whispered into her ear. “Shush, Baby. It’s OK. You know who it is, don’t you?”

Trina relaxed in his arms a little and nodded.

“You like to travel?” He asked.

Trina shrugged. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“I’m leaving, and I want to take you, Cindy, and your mother with me. But, it’s important you sleep during the trip. I need to give you a shot to be sure you sleep all night.” Showing her the syringe, he assured her. “This won’t hurt you much, but it will help you sleep all night. OK?”

Trina shrugged again and softly said. “OK! I guess so.”

“Roll over, Baby.” He told her.

She rolled over and presented her butt to her friend, ‘Bill.’ With Trina on her stomach, he pulled her panties part way down, and patted her butt. She looked back at him over her shoulder and smiled. He then, as gently as possible, injected her with the d**g. He stroked her hair until she fell into a deep sleep.

Jim then placed each of his captives into the specially padded crates and locked down the lids. With some difficulty, he loaded them into the van. The two teens weren’t too difficult, but their fat ass mother was a real job. After changing clothes, he headed to the nearly deserted airport. His possessions had already been taken to the airport and loaded on his plane earlier that evening. Unseen, he loaded his fragile cargo onto his plane. Shortly before dawn, Jim took off and headed west.


Chapter V
Pet Training Begins

By mid-morning, Jim was landing his plane on his
private landing strip. He taxied right up to the rear of his home. The flight had been uneventful, but he had to hurry now. Jim figured he had about an hour before the d**gs began wearing off and his new acquisitions would awaken.

Using a hand dolly, Sandra was the first to be taken to Jim’s dungeon. There, she was stripped and secured to a medical exam table Jim had modified. A three-inch leather strap was tightened over her chest just under her huge tits. Her torso was thus secured to the table. Leather cuffs at each corner of the table held her wrists and ankles fast leaving her spread eagle. Even though time was running short, Jim couldn’t resist giving each big tit a rough squeeze. To the sleeping Sandra, he said. “My dear, you are about to learn what it means to be disciplined.”

Cindy was next. She was quickly brought down to the dungeon, stripped, and placed on an OB/GYN exam table. Her wrists and torso were secured as Sandra’s had been. Cindy’s feet were placed in the table’s widely spread stirrups and secured with leather straps. Her legs were held to the stirrup braces with additional leather straps. Her legs were thus held apart by the metal braces. She was a lovely young creature. Her tits were like small peaches topped with tiny nipples. Here dark pubic bush was well developed. Jim thought to himself. ‘That bush will have to go.’ He preferred bald pussy.

Jim then returned to his plane for Trina. As he stripped and placed Trina on her own flat exam table, she began to stir. She was close to waking as Jim tightened the last of the straps. Trina was then securely held naked and spread eagle.

Lowering the output of the torches on the walls gave the dungeon a sinister aura. Jim left his captives and went to his quarters to have a beer and rest before informing his ‘guests’ of their new status as his property.

About an hour later, Jim returned to his dungeon.
As he came out of the darkness at one end of the dungeon and into view of the women, Sandra was the first to speak. Actually, she screamed. “What the fuck are you doing, Bill? Let us go! Where the hell are our clothes? You son-of-a-bitch, I’ll kill you for this.”

Jim smiled as he walked up to Sandra’s prone body. WHACK. He slapped Sandra’s face as hard as he could, and quietly said. “To use your own words, Sandra, words I’ve heard you scream at these girls too many times, shut the fuck up! You will be told everything you need to know in just a minute.” Sandra shut up.

Cindy was softly sobbing when Jim came to her. He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. “It’ll be OK, Cindy. It might not be as bad as you think. Shusssh.”

Trina hadn’t made a sound, but looked scared. Jim
Walked over to her, kissed her forehead, and stroked her cheek. She quietly begged her captor. “Bill, please don’t hurt us.”

Patting Trina’s bare belly, Jim told her, “Relax, Baby. I will explain everything.”

Jim stood in the middle of the dungeon and spoke firmly. “Ladies, my name is Jim, not Bill. You are now my property. I own you! I will do with and to you as I please. Please me, and you will be treated quite well. Displease me, and punishment will be swift, certain, and severe. I would like to make you all my pets. If you are not trainable as pets, I will make you my cunts. I will use and abuse you as I wish with no consideration for your pleasure or comfort. Eventually, I will dispose of any bitches that are not trainable. In the mean time, you will obey my every command immediately and completely. You must address me as Sir or Master. There will be no questions unless I give you permission to ask them. The exception to that rule is when you are in your own quarters. Otherwise, you may speak to me only if you address me properly and ask permission first. Do you all understand?”

Cindy, still sobbing, nodded. Trina softly replied. “Yes, Sir!” Sandra just glared at Jim.

Jim returned to Sandra. WHACK. He slapped her left tit violently. “Do you understand, bitch?”

She howled in pain. “Yes damn it!”

WHACK. The crack from the right tit echoed through the dungeon. “Yes what, bitch?”

“Yes, Sir. I understand.” She continued to glare at him.

“Good! That’s better. Cindy, knock off the bawling and answer me properly.”

Cindy, through her sobs, softly said. “Yyyyyes Sir.”

Now, Sandra and Cindy, you two rest while I have a chat with little Trina here.”

Sandra protested. “No, not my baby. Please don’t hurt my baby.”

Jim wheeled and backhanded Sandra across her face. A trickle of blood began to seep from the corner of her lip. “Bitch, shut the fuck up! You no longer have any daughters. They no longer have a mother. You are all my property and nothing more.”

Jim then returned to Trina and released her restraints. He took her firmly, but not painfully, by her upper arm and led her out of the dungeon. He led her past a large shower room, and stopped at a door marked ‘The Kennel.’ Stepping into the dimly lit ‘Kennel’ he allowed Trina to look around. She saw four comfortable looking single bunks. A nightstand next sat next to each bunk. An open toilet and sink area, which provided no privacy at all, was located at the far end of the room.

“Trina, this is where the pets will stay.”

Without saying another word, Jim led Trina out of ‘The Kennel’ and to the next door marked, ‘Special Pet.’ This room was a well lit and equipped bedroom. There was a double bed, a nightstand, and a dresser with a mirror. In a small attached room, there was a sink and toilet.

Trina stood naked before Jim. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her head bowed.

“Trina, stand up straight and look at me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Trina slowly straightened her back and lifted her face to Jim. She held one arm over her chest and her other hand covered her pubic mound.

“Trina, you are a young and very pretty girl. Don’t try to hide yourself from me. Put your hands down to your side.”

Trina slowly lowered her arms. She gasped as Jim reached out and gave both tits a gentle squeeze.

As he continued to massage her tits, he spoke to her again. “Trina, I’ve wanted to feel these tits all summer.” He then released them.

Jim continued. “You have been a sweet young friend this past summer. Many times, I wanted to take you in my arms and fuck you silly, but I dared not. Now, I would like to make you my special pet. That would mean this room would be your quarters. Otherwise, you will stay in the kennel. You will be well cared for so long as you please me as a pet. If you agree to be my special pet, you must still do everything I tell you to do immediately and without question. You must still address me properly. However, you will enjoy better living conditions and a few other privileges the other pets won’t have. You will be expected to help with the training of any other pets, including Cindy and Sandra. There may be other pets as well, and jealousy will not be tolerated. As long as you please me, you will remain my special pet if you so choose. Do you understand so far?”

“Yes, Sir.” She responded quietly.

Please me well, and you may even become my house pet. The house pet will have access to the rest of the house as well as the dungeon.”

“Now, for your duties, some of which may be shocking to you. All pets, including you, will be required to fuck, suck cock, and any other sexual activity I may order you to do. I may even fuck you in the ass and have my pets pleasure each other. Do you understand?”

With a bit quiver in her voice, Trina responded. “Yes, Sir.”

“Trina, do you want to be my pet. Or, would you like trying to be my special pet?”

Without hesitation, Trina looked up at Jim and, with a smile, said. “Yes, Sir.”

“Yes Sir, what?” Jim firmly asked.

“Yes, Sir. I want to be your special pet.”

“Very well. Trina, have you ever been fucked?”

Her voice still shaking, Trina said. “Nnnno.”

Instantly, smack. Trina had been lightly slapped. “No, what?”

“No, Sir. I’ve never been fucked. I’m a virgin, Sir.” Trina replied.

“Good!” Jim continued. “Is Cindy a virgin too?”

“Yes, Sir. I think so.”

“Good! This is my lucky day. Two sweet young cherry pussies all mine to break-in and train. I think she can be trained as an excellent pet as well. That’s enough about Cindy for now. Have you ever seen or touched a cock?”

“No, Sir.”

Jim lowered his pants. Trina stare wide-eyed at his cock for what seemed like several minutes. It was actually only a matter of seconds.

Jim’s cock was erect from the anticipation of playing with his new pets. Though his was just a little thicker than the normal cock, it was nearly nine inches long. Since Trina had never seen a cock before, the size of the weapon in front of her didn’t scare her as much as it should have.

Breaking the silence and Trina’s stare, Jim asked. “Do you want to touch it?”

Trina tentatively reached out to feel her first cock. Smack.

“That was a question, not a command. Trina, as a pet, you will only do what you are told to do, when you’re told to do it. Do you understand?”

Rubbing her cheek, Trina replied. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Now do you want to touch my cock?

“Yes, Sir. May I touch your cock?”

“Very well, go ahead.” Jim told her.

Trina again tentatively reached out and gently grasps the first cock she had ever seen. Slowly, she felt its hard core and soft exterior covering of skin along its length. She stared intently as she felt every inch of Jim’s cock. She eventually took Jim’s balls in one hand as she slowly stroked his shaft with the other.

“On your knees, Trina.” Jim ordered.

“Yes, Sir.” She immediately sank to her knees without losing her grip on Jim’s cock.

“What do you see?” Jim asked.

“There’s a drop of pee coming out of the end.”

“That’s not pee. It’s known as precum. Gently kiss the end of my cock and lick the precum off.”

“Yes, Sir.” Trina did as instructed. Growing up with a whore for a mother must have made her curious about and unafraid of sex.

“Good. Now stand up, my pet.” Jim hugged her close. Trina could feel Jim’s cock pressing into her soft belly.

Jim kissed her forehead, gently patted her ass, and told her. “You will make a wonderful special pet, Trina. I have something for you.”

Giving both of her tennis ball sized tits another squeeze brought another gasp from Trina. She also giggled just a bit.

Jim pulled his pants up and led Trina to the cabinet next to the bed. There he retrieved an inch wide leather collar with a lambskin lining. It had a large diamond on each side of a blank nameplate. He placed it around Trina’s neck and buckled it in place. A small pad lock was attached to prevent its removal.

“What do you think of your new collar, my pet? When activated, it has a chip in it that will open all the dungeon doors for you. If you meet my expectations, I’ll activate it as soon as I get up to my quarters. I’ll have your name engraved on it as soon as I get the time.”

Trina looked in the mirror over the dresser. She rubbed the collar and the stones. She smiled and responded. “Sir, I think I’ll like being your special pet.”

“I hope so, Trina. I hope so.”

Jim then attached a four-foot long leash to the collar and led his new pet out of her quarters and back toward the dungeon. As they slowly walked, Jim asked Trina what she thought. “Pet, what shall we do with Sandra and Cindy?”

After some consideration, Trina emphatically said, “Fuck ‘em, Sir! Well, just fuck Sandra. I don’t think she can be trained. Cindy can probably be trained to be a good pet if you’re gentle with her.”

Jim thought that last comment was as much for her own benefit as well as Cindy’s. “OK! We’ll do just that!” Jim said as they reentered the dungeon.

Leading Trina by her leash to the center of the dungeon, Jim said. “Ladies, Trina here has consented to being my first and special pet.” He patted her little ass for emphasis. “I hope to make you pets as well. However, you know the consequences if you refuse to be trained. Trina will assist me in your training. I will see to her training myself. You will do as she tells you as though I had told you myself.”

Leading Trina to Sandra’s side, Jim ordered her. “Stay.”

Trina stood still as ordered.

“Now, Sandra, you will demonstrate to my pets the proper way to suck a cock.”

“Fuck you! I will not do that in front of my daughters! What have you done to Trina?” Sandra hissed at him.

WHACK. Another trickle of blood came from Sandra’s mouth. Jim then walked to the nearest cabinet and brought back a heavy chain about four feet long. On one end was a pair of handcuffs. On the other end was a padlock.

“Trina, lock this chain to the loop at the head of Sandra’s table. Then put the cuffs on her wrists. After she is secured with the chain, release her other bindings so she can get up.”

“Yes, Sir.” Trina immediately did as she had been told. Sandra was quickly standing beside her table with her hands cuffed in front of her.

Jim walked up to Sandra and gave her an order. “On your knees, bitch.”

Sandra didn’t move.

Whomp! Jim’s fist sunk deeply into Sandra’s soft belly. As she doubled over gasping for breath, Jim loudly ordered again. “I said on your knees, bitch!”

Sandra slowly sank to her knees. But, when Jim pushed his pants down and presented his cock for sucking, she gasped, clamped her mouth shut, and refused to suck him.

Without a word, Jim returned to the cabinet and, out of Sandra’s sight, pulled out a long, hard, dick-shaped dildo. It was only an inch or so thick, but it was twelve inches long. If fully inserted into Sandra’s cunt, it was certain to push past her cervix and painfully enter or at least distend her womb.

As he lubricated the dildo, Jim called his special pet. “Trina, come here. I have a job for you.”

Trina hurried to Jim’s side. As she came up to him, he handed her the dildo and quietly told her what to do with it. She looked concerned until Jim reminded her of the name calling and beatings she and Cindy used to get from Sandra. “Pet, those beatings are over if you do as I tell you.”

Trina had a smirk on her face as she approached Sandra.

Sandra’s eyes widened as she saw Trina walk up behind her with the long dildo.

Jim showed Trina how to insert the first two or three inches of the dildo into Sandra’s well used fuck hole, and stroke that small bit in and out. He then moved back in front of Sandra, yanked her head up by the hair, and pressed his cock to her clinched mouth. “Sandra are you going to show these girls how a pro like you sucks a cock?”

Sandra shook her head and, through clinched teeth, hissed, “No!”

“That’s too bad. Trina, now!”

Trina swiftly rammed nearly ten inches of the hard plastic dildo deep into Sandra’s cunt.

When Sandra opened her mouth to scream, Jim was too quick for her. He immediately shoved nine inches of hard cock into her mouth and down her throat. Sandra began to cough and gag, but Jim held fast. After several seconds, Jim pulled out long enough for Sandra to gasp for a breath or two. He then shoved his cock deep into her throat again. The next time Jim pulled back he kept his cock at the back of Sandra’s mouth.

Trina, pull that thing out of Sandra’s cunt and shove it up her ass.”

Sandra began violently shaking her head no and trying to say something.

“Wait, Trina.”

Jim pulled out of Sandra’s mouth and asked her. “Have you decided to give a good blow-job demo so these girls can learn from an expert how it’s done.”

With tears flowing down her cheeks, Sandra nodded and opened her mouth to accept Jim’s cock. She was soon licking and sucking Jim’s oversized cock like a woman possessed. She seemed to have fallen in love with the large fuck stick in her throat. Trina and Cindy watched in awe, their mouths gapping open, as Sandra sucked off Jim’s nine inch cock.

As it neared, Jim told Sandra of his impending climax. “Take it all in your mouth, but don’t swallow until I tell you to do so.”

Sandra nodded but kept sucking.

Jim soon pumped a sizeable load of cum into Sandra’s mouth. When she had it all in her mouth, Sandra sat back on her heels and looked up at Jim.

He told her. “Now, show these girls what you have.”

Sandra opened her mouth to reveal the load of cum
sitting on her tongue.

“Trina, dip your finger in my cum and taste it. Then use your finger to give Cindy a taste.”

After Trina and Cindy had shared a taste of cum, Jim
gave Sandra her orders. “Swallow whore!” She did as told.

Jim then told Sandra. “Very good whore, but your disobedience must be punished.” Pulling a key from his pocket, Jim unlocked the chain from the table. He reattached Sandra’s still cuffed hands high on the dungeon wall. Sandra had to stand as erect as possible to prevent severe pain to her arms. Then, without warning, Jim viciously slapped her large left tit. Sandra howled at the sudden pain.

“Trina, get over here and punish this uncooperative cunt.” Jim ordered his pet. “Beat the shit out of her tits. Do a good job, or I will punish you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Trina said enthusiastically as she walked up to Sandra.

With tears flowing from the abuse she had already taken, Sandra begged Trina. “Please Baby, don’t do this. I’m sorry I was mean to you. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Trina appeared to consider Sandra’s words for a few
seconds. Then with an angry look on her face, Trina replied. “You’re God damn right it won’t happen again, you bitch. You won’t ever cuss or hit us again.” She swung with all the strength her slender 16-year-old body could muster. She punched Sandra dead in the center of the right tit. Sandra howled. “That’s for calling me a whore so many times.”

Trina then proceeded to pummel Sandra’s tits and belly with a flurry of blows. It was a good thing for Sandra that Trina was a small girl and lacked real strength. Trina tired and stopped punching. She told Sandra. “And this is for all the times you accused me of doing things I didn’t do. You know you are the only whore in this damn family.” She drew back and, with all she had left, hit Sandra square on her pubic mound.

Sandra jerked her knees up and screamed in pain as she hung by her shackled wrists.

“OK, Trina. Good job. That’s enough for now. Come over here.” Jim ordered his pet to his side.

Trina came to him grinning.

During Sandra’s punishment, Jim had been standing next to Cindy fondling her soft, peach sized, tits. Her nipples were standing taut and Jim enjoyed rolling them between his thumb and first finger.

Jim said. “Now, it’s your turn, Cindy.”

Cindy, with fear in her eyes, replied. “OK, but I’ve never done that before. I don’t know what to do.” Cindy then turned her head to face Jim, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.

Jim’s cock had already fully recovered from the blowjob he had just gotten from Sandra. It was pointing at Cindy in all of its nine inches of glory. He placed his cock in Cindy’s willing mouth and told her. “Just lick and suck it until you get it all wet and slick.”

Cindy obeyed as much as she could.

“Cindy, I understand you’re a virgin?” Jim asked.

Cindy, unable to talk with a cock in her mouth, simply nodded yes.

“Well, my pet, that’s about to change. Trina, get between Cindy’s legs and lick her pussy. Lick and suck her until she cums.”

“Aaw, do I have to?” Trina asked.

Without a word, Jim jerked his cock out of Cindy’s mouth, roughly grabbed Trina’s upper arm, and gave her bare ass several hard swats. Trina wailed loudly, but shed not a tear.

“I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again.”

Jim replied. “OK! You’ll learn soon enough. Now get down there and lick that pussy. Make Cindy feel real good.”

He then put his cock back into Cindy’s mouth and watched both girls lick and suck vigorously.

Cindy soon had Jim’s cock about to erupt. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and gently patted her cheek.

Cindy was rapidly humping Trina’s face and seemed near her own climax. Shortly after Jim pulled his cock out of her mouth, Cindy thrust her pussy up to Trina’s tongue and began quivering. She cried out. “Aaaagh! Oh yes! Suck my pussy, Trina.” In just a few seconds, Cindy lowered her ass and sighed heavily.

“Very good, Trina. Let me see how wet you’ve gotten Cindy’s pussy.” Jim easily inserted two fingers into Cindy’s tight hole.

Cindy moaned.

“Excellent work Trina!”

With two fingers in Cindy’s pussy, his thumb caressing her clit, Jim asked. “Cindy, don’t you think it only fair for you to return the favor to Trina?”

Dreamily, Cindy answered. “Uh huh.”

WHACK! Jim gave Cindy a sharp swat on her ass. “What did you say, Cindy?”

“I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll do it, Sir.”

“Good. Trina, climb up on the table, face Cindy’s feet, and sit on her face. Cindy, you make sure Trina cums like you just did. If Trina doesn’t cum, you will be punished. Now, hop to it, girls.”

Trina climbed up and carefully settled her virgin pussy over Cindy’s mouth. She gasped and her eyes flew open wide when Cindy’s tongue began licking at her pussy.

As Cindy slurped away at Trina’s pussy, Jim continued probing into her virgin hole with his fingers. As Cindy climbed toward an orgasm from Jim’s attentions, she was hungrily gobbling her sister’s pussy and wiggling her ass on Jim’s fingers. Jim replaced the fingers in Cindy’s pussy with his cock and shallowly stroked his member into her virgin hole.

Trina was gasping for breath. Rolling her head side to side, she firmly squeezed Cindy’s tits. Trina pressed down hard on Cindy’s face and pressed her pussy tightly to the mouth giving her so much pleasure.

Jim reached up and gently squeezed and fondled Trina’s tits. Trina groaned and arched her back to offer more of her tits to Jim. When he pinched her hard nipples, she gasped and shuddered as an orgasm washed over her.

Jim fed his cock into Cindy until he was bumping into her hymen. As Trina squatted heavily on Cindy’s mouth, and cried out in orgasm, Jim drove nine inches of hard cock through Cindy’s hymen and into her depths. Cindy’s cervix offered a little more resistance than her shattered hymen. Even so, the head of Jim’s cock had penetrated Cindy’s womb. Cindy’s pained cry was muffled by Trina’s cuming pussy.

Jim held still for a few seconds before continuing to fuck Cindy. He could feel her vaginal walls stretching to accommodate his long cock. With long slow strokes, he opened her fuck hole. As hot and tight as she was, it didn’t take long for Jim to cum. With one final hard thrust, he buried himself in Cindy and bathed her womb with its first load of cum.

Jim slowly pulled out of Cindy’s raw cunt. His cock was coated with pussy juice, cum, and a little blood. Cindy’s pussy was leaking the same mixture.

Jim ordered, “Trina, you can get down now. Was that your first orgasm, pet?”

“Hummm. Yes Sir.” Trina was still in the afterglow of her orgasm as she climbed off Cindy.

“What a mess you are, Cindy. You’ll need that thing cleaned up.” Jim told the deflowered teen.

He then released Sandra from the wall and hooked her chain to a loop at foot of Cindy’s exam table. “Sandra, Cindy is a mess. You will clean her pussy with your tongue. Leave not a trace of cum or blood on that lovely girl’s pussy. It would be nice if you helped her to another orgasm, as well.”

Sandra just sat on the floor below Cindy’s leaking pussy. Jim became irate. Grabbing Sandra by a fist full of her hair, he shoved her face violently into Cindy’s sloppy pussy. When Sandra resisted, Jim merely twisted her hair and shoved her screaming mouth tight into Cindy. “Lick you cunt, you whore! You just don’t learn, do you? I’m going to have to punish you again. Clean that pussy! NOW!”

Sandra reluctantly began licking Cindy’s sloppy pussy. Jim released her hair. “Don’t stop until I tell you to stop, you whore.”

“Trina, pet, come here and clean my cock.”

“Yes, Sir.” Trina responded quickly. She fell to her knees and immediately began licking the combined cum and blood from Jim’s cock. Almost lovingly, she licked every inch of his softening cock and balls like they were a lollipop. He was soon hard again.

When his cock was shiny clean, he pointed his cock at Trina’s mouth and touched its head to her lips.

Trina never missed a beat. She instantly opened her mouth and took Jim’s cock in. She continued licking and sucking until Jim pulled back.

By then it was nearly seven o’clock in the evening. Jim realized he hadn’t been to sleep in over twenty-four hours.

He picked up Trina’s leash and led her out of the dungeon. Before leaving, he looked back and growled at the cunt lapping Sandra. “Cunt, you better not stop cleaning that pussy until I tell you to stop.”

Jim led Trina out of the dungeon and down the long, dark, hall again. They passed the nicely equipped shower room and ‘The Kennel.’ Finally, they entered the door to the special pet’s room he had shown her earlier that afternoon.

Jim stroked Trina’s back and as he spoke to her. “Trina, my pet, this room is yours now. As long as you please me, this room will be yours. Other comforts can be added at my pleasure to reward you for extra special behavior. You are off to a very good start. Your assistance with, and punishment of, Sandra was excellent. I especially liked the way you quickly fell to your knees and cleaned my cock. But for now, rest. You have some exhausting times ahead of you. I will return later tonight.”

Jim turned to leave, and Trina asked. “Sir, may I ask a question”

“Yes, go on.” He replied.

“Sir, you’ve made Sandra suck you, and you fucked Cindy. Sir, you haven’t done anything to me except have me lick you clean. Why? Are you mad at me?”

“No, my pet. I’m not mad at you. Your time is very near. Now, rest. The night’s not over yet.”

Jim removed her leash, turned, and closed the huge door as he left. Trina heard the lock settle in place as the door closed with a bang.

Returning to the dungeon, Jim found Cindy clean, but Sandra was just sitting on the floor. She had stopped licking without permission.

“You cunt! I don’t think you’ll ever learn. Will you?”

He unhooked her chain from the table and dragged her back to the wall. Her arms were again pulled high over her head and secured to the wall. Her legs were spread wide and also secured to the wall.

Returning to Cindy, Jim gently fondled her tits and quietly spoke to her. “You’ve seen a little of the difference between being a pet and a cunt. Trina is my pet, Sandra a cunt. So, answer me now! Pet or cunt, which will you be?”

Cindy thought very briefly before answering. “Pet Sir. I want to be your pet.” Almost as an after thought, she added. “Please, Sir, make me your pet.”

As Jim released Cindy from the OB/GYN table, he told her. “Very well, pet it is. Trina is my special pet. She will be in charge of you and any other pets, but you will be treated well as long as you please me. Do you agree?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Giving Cindy a firm hug, Jim told her, “Good! Your first duty will be to punish Sandra for her disobedience. Grab the dildo Trina used earlier and take it over to Sandra.”

“Yes, Sir.” Cindy obeyed quickly. She picked up the hard plastic twelve inch dildo and approached Sandra while Jim locked the cabinets.

Due to the wide spread of Sandra’s legs, her cunt was gapped partially open. Jim told Cindy to slowly insert the dildo into Sandra’s cunt.

Sandra began pleading with Cindy. “Please Baby, no! Don’t put that thing in me again.”

Cindy hesitated, and Jim whispered in her ear. “Pet or cunt? Do you remember the name calling and beatings? Those things are over, but you must obey me. Tease her a bit, if you like.”

“Yes, Sir, I remember, and I want to be your pet.” Cindy then rammed about six inches of the hard plastic cock into Sandra’s cunt and stroked it in and out.

Sandra began to moan and thrust her cunt out from the wall. She wanted Cindy to give her more of the dildo.

Noticing Sandra’s reaction, Jim commented to Cindy. “What a whore she is. A little harder, honey.”

Cindy said, “Ok, Sir! How’s this?” She pulled the dildo nearly out of Sandra’s horny cunt.

Sandra arched her back and followed the fake dick wanting it back in her horny hole. “Oh Baby, put it back in. Please.” Sandra begged.

“OK! You want it in? Here it comes.” Cindy then violently shoved nearly ten inches of dildo into Sandra.

Sandra screamed! “NOOOOOOOOOO! Cindy, take it out! That’s too much! Please take it out. It hurts!”

Jim again whispered to Cindy, “All of it, pet.”

Cindy stood, looked Sandra in the eyes, and said, “You’re the whore, not us.” Cindy then sharply brought her knee up to the cunt’s crotch. The last of the dildo disappeared into the screaming Sandra’s well worn fuck hole. A trickle of blood oozed out from around the dildo’s barely visible base. It appeared her cervix or womb had suffered some damage.

“Very good, Cindy. Now let’s be sure this whore can’t work her new lover out while we rest. Jim then released Sandra’s legs from the wall, and shackled them tightly together.

He then turned to Cindy and said. “Time to rest for a while, but I have a little gift for you first. From the cabinet, Jim pulled a plain black leather collar. This one was also lambskin lined like Trina’s, but it had no decorations. He placed it on Cindy’s neck, locked it in place, and led her by a leash to ‘The Kennel.’

Cindy saw the ‘Kennel’ had a nightstand and mirror, sink, toilet, and four comfortable looking bunks.

“These will be your quarters. Rest now. You’ve had a long and trying day and there’s more ahead of you.”

Jim then kissed Cindy’s lips, patted her bare ass, dropped the leash, and left the room. Like Trina, Cindy heard the door lock as it was closed.


Chapter VI
Trina’s Turn

Jim then headed up to his private quarters. As he passed the kitchen on the ground floor, he remembered neither he nor his ‘guests’ had eaten since some time the night before he captured them. Pets must be fed, groomed, and played with on a regular basis. Even whore cunts must be fed and watered.

After he had taken a nap, showered, and put on his silk robe, Jim checked on his pets and cunt using the hidden cameras. He activated Trina’s collar as he watched her lying on her back gently massaging her tits. Cindy was dozing peacefully. Sandra, on the other hand, was not fairing as well. She seemed to be struggling against her chained wrists and legs. Zooming in, Jim could see a small trickle of blood continued to flow from her cunt down her legs.

He then went to the kitchen. There he made hamburgers, fries, and a salad for everyone. Strong birth control pills ground into a powder were mixed with his pet’s burgers. The addition of the powder would become a regular routine. He didn’t want his pets having pups, at least not right away.

After eating his dinner, his pets’ dinners were put on paper plates and placed on a tray along with large glasses of milk. Sandra’s meal was crumbled into a steel mixing bowl. A second steel bowl was filled with water.

Jim them carried the food down to the dungeon. He fed Sandra first. He released the shackles around her legs, and she immediately spread them as wide as she could and appeared to be trying to push the dildo out with her pussy’s muscles. The dildo protruded a couple of inches from her cunt, but it refused to move any further. The chain attached to her hands was then released from the wall and attached to her exam table. Her wrists were briefly released. They were immediately secured behind her back. She would have to eat her dinner without using her hands. Her food and water bowls were placed on the floor next to the table. “This is how cunts are fed and watered. Enjoy, and have a good night.” He turned the torches down to their minimum and left Sandra to her dinner and an uncomfortable night.

He then went to feed his pets. Unlocking Trina’s door, she sat up anxiously. “It’s OK, my pet. Relax. Dinner is here. I’ll bet you’re starved.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Jim set Trina’s dinner on her nightstand and told her. “Eat up. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Jim left Trina and went to the Kennel. Cindy was still dozing. She had rolled onto her back, and Jim gently stroked her pussy’s bush until she stirred.

“How are you feeling, Cindy?” He asked.

“I’m hurting, but I think I’ll be all right, Sir.”

“Good! Here’s your dinner. Eat up. You will need your strength. I’ll be back soon.” Jim then left Cindy and returned to Trina’s quarters.

When he returned to Trina, she had finished eating. He attached her leash led her to he Kennel. Cindy’s leash was attached, he led them both to the shower room.

“My pets, in here you will find everything you need to keep yourselves properly cleaned. I want you clean at all times. You have one hour to shower. Thoroughly clean yourselves everywhere, and I mean everywhere.”

He reached down, stroked both teens’ bushes, and told them. “This will have to go. I prefer bald pussy. Take turns shaving your pussies completely bald. I better not find so much as one hair on either pussy, or you will both be punished.” Jim then removed their collars and left them alone in the shower room.

The shower room also had a massive door that locked as it closed. The teens found the brightly illuminated shower room had six showerheads in a three sided enclosure. Off to one side of the room was a whirlpool tub large enough for six to eight adults. The sink shelves held all sorts of shampoos, conditioners, disposable razors, shave cream, brushes and combs, blow dryers, curling irons, and several expensive perfumes. Any girl would be ecstatic to have the use of such facilities.

After leaving his pets in the shower room, Jim rapidly headed to his quarters to watch the fun on his camera system. Sandra was still trying to eat out of her bowl. Her face and hair were a mess. ‘Tough shit!’ He thought to himself. ‘That bitch won’t be here very long anyway.’ He had made the decision to only take teens as pets in the future. Older bitches just weren’t worth the trouble.

The teens were busily scrubbing each other. They each took special care to clean their pussies and assholes inside and out. They knew that’s what Jim had meant when he had emphasized the ‘everywhere.’ They then proceeded to shave each other’s pussies.

Cindy made quick work of Trina’s sparse growth, but was careful to get every hair. She even checked Trina’s asshole for any stray hairs she may have missed there.

Trina had a much harder job with Cindy’s fully formed bush. Cindy even had a little hair growing near her asshole. It took Trina several batches of lather to be certain she had Cindy’s pussy completely bald.

Enjoying the show on closed circuit, Jim gave them a little extra time before returning. After pleasuring each other earlier that evening, Trina and Cindy seemed to be enjoying the intimate cleaning process. The girls were drying each other with large fluffy towels when Jim walked in.

He replaced their collars and leashes and led them to their quarters. Cindy was taken to her room first.

Jim said to her. “I’ll bet you’re tired and sore tonight. Get a good nights sleep, and we’ll continue your training tomorrow.” He kissed her full on the lips and squeezed her ass as he hugged her close. “Good night my pet.” He then dimmed the kennel lights and left her alone, the door locking behind him as he exited.

Jim then led Trina to her room. He kissed her lips, hugged her closely, and squeezed both ass cheeks. He then removed her leash and headed for the door.

Trina turned to get in bed. She sighed when her lights dimmed and she heard the door close and lock.

She drew a gasping breath when she heard Jim say, “Why the sigh, my little pet?” He hadn’t left her, but merely closed the door.

“Sir? I’m sorry, Sir.” She said as she leapt to her feet in front of Jim.

Jim opened his robe and pulled her nude body to his. She felt soft, warm, and cuddly against his body. She smelled delicious. Without knowing, she had used Jim’s favorite perfume, Obsession. “You may speak freely in your own quarters. What’s on your mind, Trina?”

“Really? OK then. I just thought you might want to do something with me. At least hug a little longer. I like hugging you. I mean, except for cleaning you, you haven’t made me do anything.”

Jim looked down on her upturned face, and said. “I did tell you your time was near, didn’t I?”

She slowly nodded.

“Well my little pet, your time is here. You are about to learn a few lessons on being a good pet and pleasing your master. Are you ready for that?”

In rapid succession, Trina said. “I think so. I don’t know. What do you want me to do? I know so little. I’m a little scared.”

“Shush, my pet. Calm down. We will take all night if we need to. Some things will hurt a little. Some may be disgusting to you. But, you will soon learn all you need to know to please me. Then you can teach Cindy and any other pets I may obtain what to expect. Now, let’s get in the bed.”

With his arm over her shoulder, Jim led the teen to her bed. He laid her down and crawled in next to her. Supporting her head on his right arm, Jim kissed her. When he pressed his tongue to her lips, she opened her mouth just a bit. Jim slipped his tongue in. His left hand caressed and squeezed her tits. He gently pinched her stiffening nipples and rolled them between his thumb and index finger. Trina began moaning as he pinched her nipples a little harder.

Sliding down a little, Jim began sucking Trina’s hard nipples. Alternating between the two, Jim sucked both nipples until Trina was arching her back to offer him more of her firm but pliable tits. Since she was only sixteen and her tits had not fully developed, Jim could suck nearly an entire tit into his mouth. He delighted in sucking a tit into his mouth and flicking his tongue over her excited nipple.

Jim slid his hand down Trina’s belly to her bald pussy. “Spread your legs, Trina.”

Her legs slowly opened, and Jim let his hand drift down to cover her snugly closed slit. With just a little effort, Jim used two fingers to slightly open Trina’s virginal slit. She began breathing in gasps as he gently stroked her outer lips. He used his fingers to gently pry them open. He softly told her. “Now you’re going to see why I wanted you girls shaved.”

Jim then slid down the bed and crawled up between Trina’s legs. Taking her knees in his hands, he spread her legs wide enough for him to lie between them. When Jim gave Trina a long pussy lip parting lick, she jerked her hips away.

“Oh my God!” She gasped.

Jim placed Trina’s knees over his shoulders, firmly gripped her thighs, and drove his face tightly to her pussy.

With Jim’s tongue busily burrowing into Trina’s virgin pussy, her initial shock quickly turned to strange and exciting sensations. In a short time, she was humping Jim’s face and cooing. A bit more licking and she began shaking. When Jim firmly sucked her clit into his mouth and sucked hard, Trina wrapped her legs around his neck and squeezed as she quivered from the new sensation of an orgasm washing through her body.

As Trina calmed down, Jim crawled up her body and placed his hard cock at the entrance to her soaking wet pussy. Trina’s eyes widened when she realized what was about to happen to her. “You’re going to fuck me now, aren’t you, Sir?”

“Yes, my pet!” Jim answered.

“Will it hurt?”

“Yes, my pet! It will hurt. Are you ready?”

“I don’t know. I’m scared.” She said.

“Trina, I’ve cared for you for months. I intend to make full use of your sexy young body. But, I will do so as gently as I can. If you’ll relax, it won’t hurt quite so much, but it will hurt.”

Jim slowly pushed his cock forward. His cock’s head pried open Trina’s pussy’s lips. They spread to accept him and she gasp. He slowly stroked deeper into Trina’s virgin hole. She gasped again when Jim’s cock started bumping into her hymen. Her well lubricated pussy was snugly wrapping itself around his cock.

“I don’t know if I can do this, Sir. I want to, but I’m afraid.” Trina spoke in a plaintive voice.

Jim hugged her firmly and pulled his cock almost out of her pussy. When she relaxed a bit, Jim again hugged her tightly and shoved his cock forward. He blew through her hymen and drove about half his nine inches into the tightest pussy he’d ever had.

Trina howled loudly as the pain of her destroyed cherry shot through her core. Her scream had been loud enough that Cindy and Sandra both knew something bad must have happened to Trina.

Pulling back a few inches before thrusting forward again, Jim then buried himself in Trina’s tight, hot, hole. He stopped when he felt his cock hit her cervix. He held his cock there while Trina’s speared pussy slowly became accustomed to a cock filling its depths. The walls of her pussy seemed to be massaging his cock as they adjusted to the invader in its midst.

As Trina began to relax, she had tears streaming
down her cheeks. “Damn! That hurt!” She whimpered.

Jim kissed her and said, “I know, my pet.” He then started slowly stroking in and out of her. The tight pussy of his sixteen-year-old pet quickly had him on the edge of orgasm. As his cock erupted deep in Trina’s aching pussy, Trina’s eyes flashed wide open.

Trina had stopped crying and had begun to enjoy her first fuck. With wide eyed wonder, she felt Jim cuming inside her body. “Oh Sir! You’re putting your stuff in me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, my pet. This is just the first of much more in the days, weeks, months, and years to come.”

Trina cooed and hugged Jim tightly.

Jim pulled his blood and cum covered cock out of her sore pussy. He then told her. “Now, my pet, you’re going to give me a blowjob. Get down there and suck me off.”

Without hesitation or question, Trina turned in the bed and began licking Jim’s long cock clean before sucking it into her mouth. When Jim pushed on the back of her head, she opened her mouth and took as much of him in as she could without gagging. She sucked hard and swirled her tongue around Jim’s cock as she bobbed her head up and down.

After a while, Jim felt his balls stirring again. “I’m about to cum, my pet. Take it deep and swallow it all.” Jim instructed her.

Trina pushed Jim’s cock to the back of her mouth.

As Jim’s first spurt of cum erupted, he shoved Trina’s head down a little more. His cock’s head popped into her throat and spit a wad of cum down her gullet. She gagged, but had no choice but to swallow. He let her up a little and continued to dump a load of cum in Trina’s young mouth. Like a good pet, Trina swallowed every drop of cum she was given. She continued sucking and licking even after he had stopped cuming.

As Trina continued to suck Jim’s cock, he patted and stroked her ass. Spreading her cheeks with his hand, he teased her asshole with his middle finger. Lubricating his finger with her pussy’s juices, Jim began popping his finger into Trina’s ass to his first knuckle.

Soon, Trina was wiggling her ass and sucking hard on Jim’s quickly reawakening cock. Jim drove his finger fully into her ass