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After she was locked into the cage for the night, she heard Him walk away and then walk back. When He returned He slid the water bowl into the cage and it was full. "After all that exercise, it would be remiss of Me not to make sure that My bitch doesn't get dehydrated, so I want you to lap all the water down right now. Maybe that is why My bitch couldn't piss, it was all dehydrated." As she bent down to lap up the water, she wondered how she would be able to keep from having to piss all night. After she had lapped the bowl dry, He reached into the cage and pulled it out, saying, "I wouldn't want this to be a temptation to you tonight bitch. Remember no pissing or shitting in the cage, maybe you will be able to go outside like a good bitch is supposed to in the morning. Good night now." And with that He turned out the lights and walked away.
As she tried to settle down to rest for the night, her mind raced with the knowledge of who He was. She had noticed Him from afar and had heard the other women in the office comment about what a commanding presence He had when she first started working there. After sitting in a few staff meeting she realized who He was, but she had never thought He had noticed her. All of the things that He had known now made sense. As the night wore on, she thought about what all this would mean, how it would affect her life, her job. She dozed on and off throughout the night, until around 5 in the morning, she woke up with a burning need to piss and a growing need to shit as well. The more she thought about having to piss, the more the need grew until her cunt hurt she had to piss so badly.
She didn't know when He would wake up, but she knew what He would do if she dirtied the cage. She lay there, holding her thighs tightly together, trying to keep from pissing, whimpering in pain, afraid of waking Him with the sound, but also afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on. Each second seemed like an hour, each minute seemed like an eternity and all she could think about was how badly she needed to piss and shit. Finally when she didn't think that she would be able to hold it another moment, she heard Him walk up. Slowly getting up on all fours, she whimpered that she needed to go out, almost afraid that she wouldn't make it outside.
"Are you going to be a good little bitch this morning? Does My bitch have to go?" As she knelt there whimpering, she heard Him chuckle and say, "Master needs His coffee before He is doing anything. Don't move until I come back." As He walked into the kitchen, she knelt there whimpering, needing to go out so badly. "Quit whining, bitch. I know that you need to go out, you wouldn't need to go out so badly if you had been a good girl last night. So just be quiet until I'm ready to take you out."
Trying hard to keep quiet, to keep from pissing as she knelt there, hearing the sound of the coffee brewing, running into the pot, she could feel the blood coming up from where she was biting her lips to keep herself from whimpering. The thought of whimpering to have to piss and shit made her sink deeper than she already was. When He finally came in with the leash in hand, she was so low, so gone that the idea of pissing and shitting out in the yard seems like normal, after all she was just a bitch and bitches go outside. He chuckled as He attached the leash, as if He knew what she was thinking, feeling and then slowly led her out the back door and to the far corner of the yard. "This corner is what I want My bitch to use to shit and piss in. When I let My bitch out, it is to come to this far corner, squat down and wait for My permission to shit and piss. If I find that My bitch shits or pisses any place else in the yard, it will have to roll in it and clean up after itself. Now squat."
With that He unhooked the leash and she squatted in the far corner, her ass almost up against the fence. The minute she moved into the squatting position, the urge to shit and piss became almost overwhelming, the pressure to release was so strong that tears were rolling down her face in her effort to keep from pissing. As she waited there squatting, He calmly sipped His coffee. After a few sips, He said, "Maybe next time My bitch has a chance to go, it won't turn its pretty little nose up at it. Now release." With a groan, she started to piss furiously and push to shit, her face red with humiliation and with exertion, as she didn't know when He would let her piss and shit again. The stream of piss seemed to go on forever, and she pushed hard to make sure that she had shit all that she needed to.
"Good girl, now shake to get all the piss drops and shit clumps off." As she shook to get rid of the remaining piss drops and shit clumps, she was beyond thinking, she was just obeying. Her mind couldn't process pissing and shitting in the yard like a dog, shaking to get clean. "Crawl over here bitch, then kneel face down in the dirt, ass in the air and spread it with those paws, Master needs to see if His bitch needs a bath before its debut this afternoon." She crawled to the place that He was pointing to and lowering her face to the ground, she raised her ass high, reaching back; she spread her ass cheeks wide. With everything that He had already had her do, she didn't think she could sink any lower, but having to spread her ass for Him to inspect if it was clean enough after shitting in the yard, made her face burn and she wanted to squirm in shame.
She could feel His hands pushing her cheeks further apart, she could hear Him, hemming and hawing, as if He was trying to decide something. "Nope, I think My bitch needs a bath before I start getting ready for its debut this afternoon. Head up bitch and crawl towards the house." Crawling toward the house, she heard Him pick up the hose and turn on the faucet. "Stop on the pad." As she knelt on all fours on the concrete pad, she felt her knees starting to burn, but that pain was quickly blown away as the ice cold water hit her. "Face down, ass up bitch, pull those cheeks apart." As she lowered her head, trying not to drown on the water running down her face, trying not to gasp as the ice-cold stream pummeled her ass. "Kneel up, paws behind your head."
When every inch of her had been thoroughly soaked, He said, "All fours and shake, bitch." Shaking off the freezing cold water, her body just one big goose bump, she watched Him put the hose back and pick up His coffee cup. Sitting down, again sipping on His coffee, He said, "After all the work that Master did to get His bitch nice and clean, I would think that it should show how grateful it is for His efforts." Crawling over to where He sat, she sniffed His crotch and taking her teeth, she lowered His boxers and taking His cock into her mouth, she sucked feverish, lapping and lathing His cock with her saliva as He continued sipping His coffee. She lost track of how long she knelt there, naked, shivering, working hard to suck the cum from His cock, when He finally reached down, grabbing the back of her head, pushing His cock deep into her throat and came with a groan. Petting her head, "Good grateful bitch, time for breakfast."
Attaching the leash, He walked her back into the house and put her back in her cage. In a few minutes the dog bowls were back in her cage, one filled with dry food, the other filled with water. "Now be a good bitch, eat up so Master doesn't have to open your debut with strapping your ass. No, noise now, Master has to get ready." As she lowered her head to start eating, she wondered what else He could have in store for her "debut."
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