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Disclaimer: This story contains adult themes so if you are under age or offended by this type of thing scram. If you like female domination, heavy humiliation, etc then read on. This is my first story enjoy. The Treatment (aka Poodle Punishment) By Deviant Dave I didn't frequent the strip clubs in Niagara Falls and Fort Erie Canada like my buddy Tim but I'd tag along once in awhile. For some reason I always had more of a conscience than the other guys and often felt guilty if I had a 'private dance' in the back. Not that they were that hands-on but sometimes I felt like the girls were being exploited. Especially when they seemed bored or distant. If I got a girl who seemed like they were into it or having fun then it was more enjoyable. Still the fact that I look like John Candy and I'm 280 lbs always kept the fact that these beautiful girls wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole without me paying for it was at least in the back of my mind. I always wondered what they thought about while they were dancing naked in front of you or climbing on you lap and rubbing your crotch. They had to be repulsed by guys like me. I didn't try to take extra advantage and let them set the limits but I knew what they were thinking. Anyway that's why I wasn't really into it most of the time. My buddy kept telling me about the special treatment these two chicks would give for a $100 Canadian; three songs, two chicks, and 1 handjob. He pointed them out and though they weren't the best looking girls, they were a little wild and he said it was great. I had thought about it for a while. I'm embarrassed to say I hadn't gotten laid in a long time since I broke up with my only real girlfriend. Anyway one Thursday I'd had a particularly bad day at the office (I'm a computer programmer) and I had taken Friday off so I decided to give it a try. I went home grabbed a bite to eat, jumped in the shower, and threw on a polo shirt and some shorts (no underwear) and headed north of the border. I was a little nervous when I got there as I'd never gone alone before but, I'd been there enough to know my way around Club Sensation. Anyway I'd brought $300 Canadian that I slipped into my pocket, I locked my wallet in the glove box, and hid the keys under the seat. I have a keypad on the door and figured there was no reason to put anything at risk with the girls. This way the worst that could happen was I'd be out $300 Canadian or so I thought. To make a long story only slightly longer I got in the club, found a table, ordered a drink and started to peruse the ladies. After 30 minutes I was disappointed to find that 'the two' weren't there that night. There were some beauties but not the treatment girls. I talked to a couple of girls and even bought a couple of them drinks but turned down the offers of private dances. There was one slender well-built cocoa colored black girl with a cute up turned nose, a dynamite smile, and that perfect ass only black girls have. And I watched all night. She couldn't have been more than 21 or 22. She was bubbly but, not in a silly or annoying way. When I wasn't watching her I was checking out an Oriental chick, who appeared to be her friend, with a great body and a killer look. She had just a hint of danger in her eyes and appeared to be have a good time teasing everyone. Finally, I decided to go for it and I got the attention of the black beauty and found out her name was Shawna and her friend was Piam. I bought Shawna a drink and when the talk turned to a private dance I mentioned that I was interested in 'the treatment' from her and Piam. At first she didn't seem to know what I meant until I mentioned Charisse and Helga the two girls Tim had mentioned and then a light of recognition went on in her eyes. At first I thought I saw a flash of anger but then a grin formed on her beautiful lips. I was relieved by this; as for a second I thought that I had overstepped my bounds. She said that she thought that she could arrange 'the treatment' but it would cost $200 Canadian. I briefly thought of objecting until she reached under the table and slipped her hand up the leg of my shorts and gave my pal a gentle squeeze and said, "This treatment will be far more special than what Charisse and Helga give". She punctuated this statement by sensuously licking her lips and smiling that coy smile I'd come to love in the span of a couple hours of watching her. I quickly agreed to the price and she smiled, winked and went to get Piam. She grabbed Piam's butt to get her attention and whispered something in her ear. At first the petite Oriental turned to look at me and upon seeing me gave me an icy stare. Shawna quickly whispered something more and the glare became a momentary look of disbelief followed by a giggle, I assumed that Shawna had communicated the price and that I'd over paid but I didn't care at this point. I was going to have two beautiful naked women touching me for about 15 minutes and I was going to enjoy every second of it! Or at least I thought I was. The girls lead me to the backroom to one the back most cubicles, collected their money, and then sat down on either side of me waiting for the current song to end. I was excited but a little uneasy as they both eyed me as though a cat would a mouse. My apprehension faded quickly at each of them toyed with one of my nipples. The song ended and a new one started and I was in heaven because it was a long song and I was going to get my money's worth. Within 30 seconds they were both nude and climbing all over me. I loved it! The Piam grabbed my cock and started to squeeze so it soon became rock hard. They then each grabbed a side of my shorts told me to lift my hips. At first I was a little uneasy with this. They could get access to my cock quite easily up the loose leg of the shorts so why did they need to remove my shorts? A couple well- placed squeezes and a nibble and lick to an ear and I forgot my question and acquiesced. My shorts were immediately at my ankles and the girls teased me about being a naughty boy for not wearing underwear. Immediately they both had their hands on my cock and balls but were careful not to take me too far as there were still over two songs left. After another 2 minutes or so the song ended and we all caught our breath as they allowed me to cool down a bit. During this time they squeezed in close, each of them whispering and nibbling at an ear. When the second song started they each had hold of one of my nipples and were pinching and tugging which had me really going though I am pretty conscious about the fact my weight gives me breasts. The girls didn't seem to mind and Piam started to lift my shirt and the thought about being nearly naked in the back of this club started to panic me. This lasted for about 5 seconds until I felt Piam bite down on my right nipple and Shawna's hot breath blowing on the head of my throbbing cock. Man, this was the best $200 I'd ever spent! Piam slipped my shirt off my arms and somewhere along the way Shawna finished removing my shorts from around my ankles and spread my legs as far as possible so she could give my balls full benefit from the hot breath action. I was close to creaming when the second song ended. At this point I started to become aware of how nude and vulnerable I was. But, the girls assured me that the best was yet to come. During the rather lengthy break (probably 2 minutes) between songs, Shawna started to lick one of my ankles and then slipped off my sneaker (no socks). I began to protest but Piam stopped that by planting a hot French kiss on me. I was startled as the girls at these places rarely kissed and never on the lips much less with a tongue! My objections were immediately forgotten and Shawna soon had my other sneaker off so I was completely nude! The third song started and it was a hard pounding number and the ante was raised as Piam was sucking and chewing my nipples while Shawna was nibbling the insides of my thighs. My head was thrown back in ecstasy and I was so close. Then suddenly all the action on my nipples stopped but there was the hot breath on my balls so I didn't care. That paused for a second too but soon it resumed. "Do it!" I breathed. "Please finish me!" I was going mad with lust! I started to lean forward and was told not to look it would ruin the surprise. And then... And then the song ended and everything stopped. My head snapped forward to find myself alone, with a throbbing erection, completely naked, and with no clothes in sight! I freaked what was going on? What was I going to do? The bouncers would kick the shit out of me and then have me arrested! Just then Piam stuck her head around the corner. "So fat boy how did you like 'the treatment'?" she asked grinning. I almost lost my temper but, thankfully the image of getting led bruised and bleeding out of there hand cuffed and naked popped in my brain. I fairly calmly replied, "Please give me my clothes before someone else sees me". "What are you worried about?" Piam laughed, "With the size of your tiny dick and your fat tits in the dim light you might pass for a really ugly woman". "Please!" I begged "What is it you want?" "What do we want? We want you to know how it is to be treated like a sex object by people who repulse you. We want you to know what's it's like to be naked in front of complete strangers. To be humiliated and used. Now doesn't that sound like fun?" "No," I gulped. "It doesn't." "Gee you didn't seem to mind a couple minutes ago when it was us that were being repulsed and humiliated did you?" she spat. "No," I said weakly "I...I'm sorry just please give me my clothes, I get the message." "Oh you aren't getting off that easy, you have to earn some clothes", she said with a devilish grin. "Ok ok how do I do that?" I begged. "Simple follow me," she said grabbing my hand. "I can't like this" I yelped. "Now or I call security!" I had no choice so I took her hand and followed her out of the relative safety of the cubicle. Quickly around a corner and through a waiting door that I never knew existed that was held open by Shawna. "Nice to see you could join us," Shawna quipped as I made an attempt to cover my now very limp manhood with my free hand. "Relax," she said. "I've seen your teeny weenie and it's smaller than my little brother's." And then as if it were an afterthought, "he's eight". I realized with a panic that the dancer's dressing room was down the hall to our left as I could make out the commotion and noise of several girls dressing and undressing. I said a silent prayer that they wouldn't lead me in there in front of all the other girls. It seemed that I was to be spared that indignity, at least for now as Piam jerked me by the arm up a set of stairs to the right saying, "Come on you fat sow." At the top of the stairs was an office with a private bath which Shawna gained access to with what appeared to be some sort of skeleton key. "This is perfect," said Shawna. "We've got the place to ourselves with the boss out of town." "Into the shower and get clean with some nice hot water," Piam ordered. I showered and was wondering what they had in mind for me. A minute later they yanked the curtain open and told me to turn off the water and put both hands on the shower spray. They were both wearing rubber gloves and were smearing a gooey gel all over my body. In a few minutes I was coated from the neck down. I was ordered to stay still until told otherwise or security would be called. Obviously, I obeyed. I was going nuts as this stuff made me itch all over and I thought my arms were going to fall off holding onto the shower. Then Piam came in carrying an enema bag. It was a big enema bag, which she proceeded to fill and hang from the shower right in front of my face. She lubricated the nozzle so I could see it while all the time she was talking about how big and rough the security guards were. That was just to make the point that I'd better go along with everything they wanted. Then she stepped behind me and jammed the nozzle home. I yelped when she did and she said, "Quit being such a baby." She then left the room. After about 10 painful minutes the bag was empty and Piam returned and removed the nozzle. "Empty that out down the drain, shower that gel off, get dry, and get the hell out to the office! You have just 10 minutes!" she commanded. I quickly dropped my arms and squatted. After several disgusting minutes I was empty and the liquid leaving me was almost clear. I then turned my attention to the itching and turned on the shower. It felt great to move and to get the crap off until I noticed that wasn't all that was washing off. All my body hair was going with it! It was obviously hair removing gel! When I finished and got dried off I glanced at myself in the full-length mirror and realized I looked like a big hairless child. When I stepped into the office area Shawna and Piam were on the couch kissing but, immediately went into a hysterical fit of laughter when they saw my denuded body. "It's even better than I thought," laughed Piam as she approached me and ran her hand over my baby smooth ass. "It's like a big baby and with the dick to match," she said as she snapped my flaccid penis with her forefinger laughing even louder as she did. I turned scarlet with shame. "Let's take care of that 'little' problem while we can" said Piam as she held up a small strip of latex that turned out to be a gaff. She had me step into it and tucked my balls up into my body cavity and pulled my cock back between my legs trapping it there with the tiny garment! The way it worked in made me feel even more naked as I looked like I had no cock but my ass was still completely exposed as the item was designed like a jock strap. Shawna made me acutely aware of this fact by running a finger down my crack and tickling my anus. Shawna then turned on her heels and said, "I'll be right back" disappearing out the door. In five minutes she was back with an armload of clothes and a large cardboard box. Shawna said, "I borrowed a couple things from Paula that should do, as well as grabbing that special costume we cooked up." My blood ran cold because as she said that she winked at Piam. I recognized the name Paula as a very heavy set black girl that danced there with a big round ass. The club had learned to cater to all tastes and had a couple very large girls for guys who liked that sort of thing. Shawna then held open a pink corset for me and I immediately hesitated but Piam urged me along by whispering the magic work of "security" in my ear. Once it was laced so tight that my waist was pulled in several inches and all the flesh on my chest was pushed out the top to form fairly sizeable breasts. Noticing this, I blushed an even deeper shade of red as the girls started to laugh. Shawna said, "I think we need to emphasize 'her' nipples a bit." As she reached over on the desk and picked up a red Sharpie and pulling out the top of the corset she began coloring in my nipples. She was done with the first and started on the second before I realized what was happening and the fact that it was a permanent marker she was using. I stared in shock as she released the corset top and the pink garment hid half my now bright red nipples. I didn't have long to contemplate this though as Piam was holding open a pink panty girdle which hid what little still showed of my manhood and made my ass look quite feminine. Shawna then said, "Don't worry girlfriend we didn't close off your 'pussy' entirely." As I felt a long fingernail tickle my still exposed anus. I hadn't noticed that the panty girdle had an opening in this crucial position. I shivered when I thought of the implications of this. Next came some long pink latex gloves. These were followed by latex pink stockings that hooked to garters on the panty girdle. At this point Piam opened the box that Shawna had brought with the clothes and extracted some very strange looking items. The first was a garish looking pink leather collar that looked like something a society bitch would have on her pet. This was placed on my neck and locked. Then came pink leather kneepads with an odd twist once they were fitted in placed I noticed that I couldn't straighten my legs so I was forced to stay kneeling or on all fours. Now I really didn't like where this was going because now I was basically physically hobbled to the point of complete submission. The next two items made it worse. They were pink leather mittens that were thick enough to make my fingers useless. Once they were locked in place with small padlocks I would have to wait until someone else released me. I was now panicked by my helplessness and barely noticed the girls attaching the next several items until a headdress and half mask was put in place. This snapped me back to reality and I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror on the wall and gasped at what I saw. I had the ruffled tuft of fur on top of my head, above each wrist, above each knee, and around my waist. Staring back at me was a garish caricature of a pink poodle. It was the most humiliating thing I could think of. This couldn't possibly get any worse I thought and Shawna slipped a leash onto my collar and the girls stepped back to admire their handy work. Then Piam said, "Gee I how could we forget this." Then she reached into the box. When her hand cleared the top and I saw what she was holding. I realized that I was wrong it definitely could get worse because in her hand was a fairly large pink poodle tail with two fringes of fur. But, the tail wasn't the problem it was the end that showed me how it would be held in place. The end was a large pink (of course) butt plug. I gulped realizing what that meant for my, until now, virgin ass. Thankfully Shawna slipped on a rubber glove and worked several fingers and quite a bit of lube into me before it was pushed home. It was still a painful process and hurt like hell for about 2-3 minutes before it subsided to a burning ache. I was now completely a human poodle, I thought I was going to puke. Well, Shawna said, "I guess it's show time," as she grabbed my leash and tugged me toward another door. I thought about resisting but realizing I was helpless I followed along. I figured now they were going to add me to their act for a couple of sets, humiliate me further, and then let me go. "You're in luck little bitch we've got a special private party to work tonight," laughed Piam. "I'll go ahead and set up the music with the DJ and then come back so the three of us 'girls' can make our entrance together." Then she slipped through the door. I could hear a loud boisterous group on the other side of the door and the butterflies that I had all along began doing barrel rolls in my stomach. Shawna grabbed my baby smooth face and said, "One final touch." Then she put bright glossy pink lipstick on me. "Don't worry bitch your mask will hide your identity and I promise your costume will stay on." I relaxed a little for about half a second until Piam returned and announced, "This is going to be one wild bachelor party." The door was opened and I heard the DJ saying, "And now gentlemen for your entertainment Piam, Shawna, and their little bitch Fifi." I felt my face flush scarlet as I was pulled through the door and on to the stage amid the screams of many young horny men. It took my eyes a minute to adjust and when they did I realized that my audience was about 2 dozen young black guys and all appeared to be 19-25 years of age. They cheered and screamed, as I froze terrified. I was brought back from my trance and snapped into action by a sharp tug on my leash. Piam and Shawna paraded around the stage with me in tow for at least half the song. Then we moved to the center of the stage and they danced around me beating my ass with riding crops that I hadn't seen before. The comments from the guys and the shame of the spanking made my head spin and my ass ache. Piam took great pleasure in torturing me by grabbing my tail and shifting the plug in my anus causing me considerable discomfort. The first song ended and the second the girls made me beg, roll over (very carefully due to the tail), sit up (again carefully), and worse of all fetch with a large black dildo. I heard the comments get worse, "I'll give her something to beg for," and, "Hey bitch fetch this!" As that song ended, Piam grinned at me and said time for you to go to work. I didn't have long to wait to find out what she meant. A heavy metal chair with rungs in the back was placed on one end of the stage and the other end of my leash was run through a small slot in the seat, underneath and then attached to a rung near the top of the back. Pulling my neck almost to the front edge of the chair. It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure out that if someone sat in the chair my face would basically be in his or her lap. I hoped that since the chair was on stage the girls would be the only ones using the chair but that was not to be the case. Immediately the groom was led onto the stage. The girls then proceed to work him over real good getting him really horny and relieving him of his jeans. By the time he stepped over me and took a seat his cock was bulging in his boxers and a wet spot had formed at the tip of his sizeable cock. A wet spot and cock that were inches from my face! From my mouth! And then Piam reached over and pulled the throbbing dick through the slit in his shorts. Seven and a half inches of cock flopped into my face and the tip rested against my pink glossy lips. I tried to recoil but the leash held fast and Shawna whispered for me to open my mouth. I refused for a couple of minutes as both girls beat my ass with the crops, jerked on the tail, and finally kicked me in the groin, which finally brought my mouth open. Before I could voice my pain, I was silenced by a hot throbbing sweaty piece of black flesh. I gagged at the thought of what was happening, I wretched at the taste of his pre-cum on the back of my tongue, and then I gagged by reflex as he slid slightly forward in the chair and invaded my throat. I panicked thinking I would choke to death but fortunately it didn't happen. I got just enough air and relaxed my throat just enough that he got his pleasure and I lived. Yes I lived to feel and taste his seed splashing down my throat, splattering in the back of my mouth, and coating my tongue. Piam leaned close and whispered, "Lick him clean and thank him when you're done or I'll kick you so hard your dick will never shoot again." Disgusted I did as I was told. It took everything I had not to vomit his spunk back up my raw abused throat. I licked his softening cock and then whispered in my beast little girl voice, "Thank you sir." "You're welcome Fifi I'm sure I'll be back for some more in a little bit, but perhaps next time I'll try the other end," the young groom said with a wink. I was stunned and I wanted to cry, "you mean I'll have to do this again! And God you must be kidding about the other end!" I didn't have long to think about it though and Shawna fixed my lipstick and another guy took the groom's place sans pants. I realized that I was going to be giving at least 2 dozen blow jobs and this reality made me wish I'd have let the bouncers beat me to a pulp, it would have been better than this. On and on the endless stream of hard young black cocks went. Most didn't last long as the girls had them really worked up. Thank God I thought as the last of the guys ejaculated deep in my throat. A couple had been impossibly big at eight and a half and nine inches and my throat was toast. I had sucked every cock in the place all 26 of them. I looked hopefully up at Piam but she just smiled as she placed a mirror on an adjustable stand on the chair in front of me positioning it so I was looking at my ass. "We don't want you to miss this," she grinned. I hoped I was wrong about what was next but I knew I wasn't when the groom was again led up on stage and guided to kneel on a pillow behind me. Piam grabbed my tail and yanked it free from my clenching sphincter. I would have screamed but just as that happened Shawna jammed the big black dildo in my mouth whispering, "We don't want the boys hearing your real voice and deciding to really make you a girl do we?" I stared wide-eyed and shook my head. My ass was on fire but nothing compared to what it was about to be. The groom looked questioningly at Piam and then I heard her saying "It's her time of the month and besides this hole is tighter." The groom then grinned and began feeding his large shaft into my tight tunnel. Tears filled my eyes as I was used like a whore and when he climaxed I felt his seed splatter my insides I knew I would never look at the world the same again. The mirror was removed and the groom plopped into the chair to both watch the rest of his crew have their way with me and to get me to lick him clean. After that I lost track of how many times I was fucked though I do remember vividly the eight and a half and nine inchers fucking me the first time. The endless blowjobs were a blur. I only know that it went on for hours and didn't stop until all of the virile young men had spent every load they could. My belly felt bloated from all the semen I had swallowed and the inside of my girdle was full of the now cold stick gooey mess that was oozing from my insides. At last there were no more cocks to service surely I would be released. Shawna came to me and stroked my face. There was sympathy in her eyes and I could tell that she felt guilty about this whole thing. She softly explained that the club was now empty except for this party, the DJ, two armed security guards, Piam, her, and me. The guests would leave via the exit door in this room, security would see that the DJ was out, and would escort us 'girls' to the dressing room. The door would be locked so we could only exit to the parking lot from there. She said that once there that she'd release me, help clean me up, and drive me home. She said that I'd suffered too much and she was sorry. I was happy to hear that this was finally over. Thank God! Suddenly, Piam grabbed Shawn's arm and pulled her a few feet away. They were talking and then arguing but I wasn't sure what about. Then there was a loud knock at the exit door. Piam grinned and said, "See he's here already and besides the party here already paid me the $200 for this." Piam escorted by a guard opened the door and in walked a tall slender Asian guy that I later learned as Piam's husband. He was leading a large male German shepherd. Piam took the leash said, "Satan and I will see you at home in an hour or so honey." She then kissed him on the lips before he left and she led the large male dog over to my position. My foggy brain suddenly registered what was to happen and I started to flip out. The guards grabbed me and held me in place, as Shawna again plugged my mouth with the dildo. She then bent down and said, " I'm sorry I tried to stop her!" She then removed the dildo and replaced it with a ball gag that was strapped in place. When the DJ saw what was going on he beat a hasty retreat. The party goers though spent were now getting boisterous again as the grand finale was about to take place. Piam took out a small vial and placed a couple drops in my hole. "Female bitch scent used to breed dogs," she said to no one in particular. Satan then was on my back. But, before Piam could guide his large red cock home she came around front to position the mirror again and told me I better watch. Then she returned to my posterior. Suffice it to say that the act was more humiliating than painful at first. I was so slack from all the earlier abuse that it was just another cock. That is at least until his knot formed. Piam being true to her cruel bitch nature, made sure that he was in deep that he tied to me. I thought I would die as the tears streamed down my face. After he stopped pumping we stayed locked like that for the better part of an hour. Finally, he shrunk enough to slip free. Unfortunately the show rejuvenated about 10 guests enough for one more blowjob. By the time I was done with them it was 6 AM. The party goers left, the guards showed us to the dancer's dressing and locked the door and left. Piam showered, dressed, and was gone after one final kick to my groin. Shawna felt really sorry for me and after removing her makeup, she helped remove my costume and guided me to the shower. She cleaned me up (including another enema) and then showered herself as I dried off and then sat dazed in the corner. At that point she realized my clothes still in the office. My heart sank, but she found a large terrycloth robe to get me to her car and from there to her apartment. It took two days for me to recover enough to go back and get my car (she got my clothes the next day). The good news is that Shawna took pity on me that second night and slept with me. She decided that big dicks aren't everything. A heavy white boy with a six incher, a talented tongue, a good job, and a sweet personality (her words) is better than any arrogant stud. She was really sorry about the whole thing and realized she let Piam lead her to do things she's never do on her own. Since then she has quit dancing and is finishing her college. She had the money saved from dancing and is now only 1 semester short of her BA. We have been living together for two years now and getting married next spring. I've lost 60 pounds on the 'Shawna workout plan'. As for Piam she got a taste of her own medicine when she and her husband went to Mexico on vacation. They were mugged and she was gang raped by 8 guys. A couple months later they decided to move back to Thailand. Oh and when they left, they gave Satan to Shawna and I. The first day we had him I took him to the vet and had him fixed!