Feeding the dogs

Feeding the Dogs: Part 2

 

Author's note:  I hadn't really intended to write any more chapters on this story.  I'm really quite surprised by the response I've received on this one.  I've been inundated with positive feedback and a number of requests for continued story elements, and I just can't resist continuing on with the tale.  So, here's to all you sick bastards out there that enjoyed the first chapter so much.  Keep the feedback coming, (good or bad, I try to learn from both,) and feel free to request story ideas or plot elements.  (No promises though! :-)

 

Part 2

 

The door opened and the man carried the first body into the room.  Laying the unconscious form gently down onto the concrete floor, he retreated back upstairs to fetch the others.  Ashley was 18, stood 5 feet 6 inches tall in her stylish 4 inch high heels, and had short, curly, brown hair and dark eyes.  At 110 pounds she had a fantastic figure, with a perfect waist and huge tits that were still perky, the way only a young woman could be.  Sprawled unconscious on the floor she was a mess, with smeared makeup, and stains covering her clothes from the rough handling she'd received during delivery.

 

Grunting a bit, the man returned and deposited the next girl on the floor near the first, and then left once more to retrieve another.  Sara was 17 and looked much like her sister Ashley, with short brown hair and dark eyes.  She was a bit taller, standing 5 feet 5 inches in her flat tennis shoes, but had smaller breasts and a very narrow waist line.  Unable to wear makeup, because her mother forbade it, her face was in better shape than Ashley's, but her clothes were just as mussed and stained from the terrible journey that had brought her to this place.

 

Kicking the door shut behind him as he lugged in the last of his new victims, he once again placed his burden gently on to the floor.  Unlike the others, Stacy was completely naked already.  Whip marks scarred her chest, back, and butt cheeks, and comb fairly gushed from her battered pussy down her thighs, giving evidence that the delivery crew had taken a few liberties.  It was hard to blame them, though.  At 19, Stacy was easily the most attractive of the three.  Standing only 4 feet 10 inches tall, she had a beautiful heart shaped face, long blond hair that fell straight and silky all the way down to her firm thighs, and huge, piercing green eyes that could just swallow a man's soul.  Firm breasts stood straight out from her chest in youthful perfection, with nipples hardened to rigid points from the cool air in the room.

 

After a short break to catch his breath, the man retrieved a small box with various items and kneeled down next to Ashley.  Carefully he began unfastening buttons and buckles and painstakingly removed her clothing piece by piece.  It's amazing how difficult it is to undress a limp, unconscious body.  Half an hour later, sweating soaking his shirt, he finally finished and rolled the body face down.  Removing items from the box he securely fastened and locked heavy leather collars around neck, waist, wrists, and ankles.  Standing, he lifted Ashley partially by her arm pits, then dragged the girl to the far end of the room.  Using padlocks, he fastened two short chains, bolted securely to the wall nearby, to her neck and waist, leaving arms and legs free for now.

 

Returning to the others, he fastened straps to Stacy's already naked body.  Dragging her across the room, he secured her body to more chains, several feet beyond Ashley reach.  Resting for a bit, he cracked open a beer and enjoyed fondling Sara's limp body for a while.  Finally, sighing, he began to undress her.  Tired by this time, he took his time.  Using his fingers, the man took the opportunity to thoroughly explore young Sara's body as he removed each piece of clothing.  Savoring the moments, nevertheless he knew that he had to finish this if he wanted any sleep.  Fully stripped at last, Sara was bound with leather restraints, dragged across the room out of the reach of her friends, and chained

 

Down in the pitch dark room the three girls began to stir a few hours later.  Sara was the first to awaken and begin crying.  Naked, nearly breaking her neck on the chain when she leaped to her feet, her terrified screams soon woke the others.  She'd been afraid that she was all alone until Ashley woke up and began crying with her.  Stacy woke with a start and began cursing and fighting madly against her restraints.  Her last memory was being tied down while 5 men gang raped her repeatedly.  Ignoring the pleas and comforting words offered by Sara and Ashley, Stacy was still vainly struggling at the chains several hours later when the man returned.

 

When the man entered the room once more and turned on the lights, Stacy began screaming at him.

 

"You bastard!  Fucking PIG!  You can't do this to me!  Let me go, I'll kill you!  LET ME GOOO!" she began ranting, stretching out as far as she could, with claws extended.  Sara and Ashley huddled on the floor in silent terror.  Eyes down in shame at being naked, they both looked up in horror at the tone of the man's voice as he chuckled.

 

"It always simplifies the selection process when I let the boys take their pick during delivery."

 

Striding directly over to Stacy he easily avoided a punch and a kick, then leaned in to plant a stun gun against her chest.  Holding the trigger down for a minute, her body spasmed then fell limp to the floor.  Using two long leather shoe laces he wrapped her tits tightly to stop blood flow as much as possible.  He then lifted the still quivering body and carried her across the room to a pair of metal framed dog cages against the far wall.  Dropping her face down on top of the two cages, he arranged her carefully, centering her body over the divider and spreading her legs out a bit.  Then he used a series of heavy gage wires, running them through the bars of the cage and over her body, and twisting the ends closed tightly with a pair of pliers.  He pinned each ankle, knee, and thigh, then ran an extra heavy strap around her waist.  Using a padlock he secured the straps bound to her wrists together behind her back, making sure that they were tight enough to keep her from slipping her wrists out.  Next he carefully forced her boobs through the small holes in the top of the kennel cage, suspending one tit into each cage below.  To hold her in place, he attached a short length of chain to her neck collar, ran it through a bar of the cage, then pulled firmly upward to drive her neck tightly down to the cage top.  Fastening the chain to a hook on the wall, he sat down to wait for her to recover from the stun gun.

 

While she began to recover at last and begin struggling weakly as she found herself bound helpless once again, the man left the room briefly.  When he returned he led two large, viciously snarling dogs into the room.  Pulling and coaxing he got them into their separate, side by side cages.  Locking the doors he moved across the room to retrieve a small metal bell.  Giving it a shake, he sent a high pitched ringing noise into the air, signaling the dogs that it was diner time.  Looking around avidly at the sound of diner, the dogs each noticed the large, dangling, meaty tits hanging over their heads at about the same time.  Reaching up, they each bit into Stacy’s helpless tits almost simultaneously and began pulling and ripping at the meat.

 

“OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW GOD OOOOOOOO NOOOOO AAAAAAAA!!!” she screamed as the dogs began tearing and chewing at her tender flesh.  Blood oozed slowly from her open wounds, soaking the dog’s muzzles and driving them to a frenzy as they tore and chewed into the helpless girl.  Screams climbing higher in pitch, until she could barely draw breath between shrieks, Stacy thrashed and struggled wildly against her bonds.  The metal wires holding her in place bit deeply as she struggled against them, opening bleeding gashes, and her throat was being choked almost to strangulation by the collar as she tried desperately to lift her agonized tits out of reach of the beasts below.  While she continued to struggle, the man walked over to the other girls, who were staring in horrified fascination at their friend being eaten alive by the vicious dogs.

 

“Pay very close attention girls.  That’s going to be you very soon if you are not exceptionally good little slaves.  Your friend’s attitude has earned her the opportunity to show you what can happen to you if you don’t obey everything you’re told to do!”

 

“Please…” began Ashley, and the man backhanded her across the face, driving her to the floor.

 

“Silence!  You speak only on command!  Do what you’re told or you’ll be feeding my little monsters before the sun sets today!”

 

“Now watch your friend and pay attention, or else!”  He moved back to Stacy and watched casually as the dogs finished shearing away all the loose flaps of meat they could reach, and lap at the blood still oozing from the open wounds.  Finally, he released the chain holding her neck, allowing Stacy to lift her chest up away from the growling canines below her.  Pulling her upward by the hair to hold her in place, the man stopped her from bleeding out by cauterizing the open wounds over her chest with a high powered blow torch.  Screaming, the hot flame causing even more agony than having her flesh eaten, she was held firmly in place until the skin burned and charred enough to stop bleeding.  Releasing her hair, the man tossed her down onto the cage top, where she quickly passed out from the pain.

 

The man then moved over to stand near Sara and Ashley, who were huddled against the wall, shivering in terror.

 

"Lay on your backs and spread your legs, right now!" he barked.  Both girls hesitated a few seconds until he cracked a whip soundly across Ashley's ass.  "OOOWWW!" she screamed, and then scrambled to comply.  Sara follow suit before he could hit her too.  Eyes clenched tight, the girls lay frozen in fear, with their pussies’ lying wide open as the man left the room once more.

 

He returned shortly, this time leading two enormous Great Danes.  Sara whimpered in fear as he turned the dogs loose and they raced across the room.  Not daring to move, she flinched and shuddered as both dogs began sniffing her and Ashley in the crotch.  Each dog dove almost immediately for one of the girls' pussies and began to lick it.  "Excellent!" exclaimed the man.

 

Pointing at Ashley he said, "You now belong to Rex there.  Make sure you can tell them apart.  You're going to train him to be a good master, and you'd better do a good job or I'll feed you to my hungry beasts over there!"

 

Pointing at Sara he continued, "You belong to Toby.  Today you're going to teach your new owners how to thoroughly eat a pussy."

 

The man placed a jar of peanut butter and a small plastic spoon next to each girl.  "Open the jar" he commanded, and waited as the girls slowly obeyed.

 

"Use the spoon to scoop up a gob, and then smear it into your twat.  Coax your new master to lick it out, then apply some more.  You can stop when the jar is empty.  I'll be back in about three hours and you'd better be done be then.  I'll be watching through those cameras over there, so don't even THINK about cheating!"  He waited a few minutes to be sure they were making a proper start, then left to go back upstairs.

 

Sobbing, Sara reluctantly spread more peanut butter between her legs and whispered "Here Toby, good boy, lick it all up..."

 

Rex was less patient, digging painfully at Ashley's crotch any time she ran out.  She had to scoop and smear almost constantly to keep up.  In only an hour or so she ran out of peanut butter.  Rex clawed playfully at her crotch, and then began digging more seriously.  Forcing his tongue inside and snapping playfully at her sore lips with his teeth, he eventually gave up and went to sleep with his head resting between her legs.

 

Sara had a harder time.  Toby wasn't especially interested in the peanut butter after half a jar or so.  She had to keep coaxing and pleading with the dog to encourage him to keep licking at her pussy.  Toby was half heartedly licking the last spoonful from her twat as the man returned once again.  He inspected the empty jars, and then collected them for the trash.  He then moved over towards Stacy, who had been awake and moaning in agony for about two hours now.

 

Standing behind her the man unlocked the padlock and released her arms.  To terrified to fight, she weakly reached up to rub dried tears from her eyes and massage her cramped arms and neck.

 

"Now it's time to feed my little beasties their lunch.  I want you to slide your arms through those two holes and offer your hands to my little pets.  You can pull them out once they reach your wrist." the man explained in a calm, level tone of voice.

 

"WHAT!?!  YOU'RE CRAZY!!" Stacy screamed, wrapping her arms protectively around her mutilated chest.  What could this man possibly do to her to convince her to submit to such torture?  Stacy began thrashing wildly, prying at collar, chain, and wire ties with her totally inadequate little fingers, trying in vain to break free.  She was completely unprepared for the intense pain that suddenly engulfed the big toe on her right foot.

 

Twisting her head around, Stacy could see that the man was burning her toe with the blow torch.

 

"NO! STOP!  oooOOOWWW!" she began screaming, pitch rising, body thrashing wildly.

 

"Arms in the holes, or this never stops," the man calmly informed her.

 

Over the course of several minutes her toe blackened, then crisped and began to peel open.  Once it began burning on its own the man moved his torch to the big toe on her left foot.  Several more minutes passed before Stacy gave in and thrust both arms into the cage.  Setting down the torch, the man left both toes burning weakly as he went to ring the diner bell.  Both dogs perked up at the sound, then latched on to Stacy's fingers. 

 

Sara and Ashley stared on this scene in shock and horror!  Being tied down was bad enough, but this...  Stacy tried to lie limply as the dogs pulled and tugged at her hands.  Horrible crunching sounds could be heard beneath her piercing shrieks of pain as the dogs gnawed away at her fingers.  Getting a firm grip and pulling her arms deeper in to the cage once they’d finished ripping her fingers out one by one, both animals lay down on their haunches and began to worry away at her palms as if they were a tough raw hide.  Stacy hardly noticed when the flames wicking off her blackened toes finally went out, because the pain being inflicted on her hands was so extreme.  Once the dogs had stripped her hands off back to her wrists, the man pulled them away from the greedy dogs and lifted them out of the cage.  He trimmed the stumps with a power saw, and sealed the bleeding cut with a blast of flame from his handy blow torch, tossing the meaty bits into the cages as a final treat.  As the flames scorched her sawed off arm stumps, Stacy once again passed out from the shock.

 

Sobbing uncontrollably, Ashley and Sara lay huddled in a ball, trying desperately to block out the terrible screams of their friend.  Ignoring the obvious fear and revulsion of his victims, the man unfastened the chains holding Ashley to the wall.  Pulling her roughly to her feet, he shoved her toward an odd pair of objects across the room.

 

It looked like a half a wheel, standing about four feet tall in the middle and it was about three feet wide.  The man positioned Ashley in front of one end, facing away from it.  Kneeling down he forced her legs apart and fastened her ankles to the outside edges.

 

"Sit down.  Now straighten your legs.  Lean back all the way.  Good, now raise your arms over your head."

 

Moving to the other side of the wheel, the man grabbed her outstretched arms and pulled, curving her body backwards over the form.  Securing her arms to the ties he went over to fetch Rex.  Leading the dog to the side facing the girls' head, he called Rex to climb over the ramp.  Forelegs planted beside Ashley's waist, Rex's head rested on her open vagina.  The man plunged a large plastic tube into her cunt, then used a ram to force an entire jar of peanut butter down the tub, gushing into her vagina as he withdrew it.  Straining forward, Rex began licking her twat excitedly.

 

At the other end of the wheel, Rex's huge cock was pressing at Ashley's face.

 

"Open your mouth and suck that cock!  If you can't get a mouth full of comb out of him before he finishes dinner I'm going to whip your twat for an hour!"

 

Disgust warring with fear, Ashley opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, tentatively probing at the large dog penis in front of her.  Stimulated at the soft touch, the enormous pink shaft began to slide out almost immediately.  Underestimating the shear size of it, Ashley opened her mouth and let it slide in.  And in.  And in.  It kept coming in until it slid right down the back of her throat.  Gagging, her restraints held her tight and gave her no place to go as the dog began pumping in and out.  Forgetting about the food in her twat for the moment, the dog raised his head and began working his hips fiercely.  Nearly 18 inches of cock was rammed forcibly down her throat for several minutes before Rex let loose a tremendous wad of comb.

 

Shuddering in release, the dog pressed his still extended cock deeply into her throat as he strained forward to force his tongue into her pussy once more.

 

Leaning over the man snapped into her ear, "Swallow!  Let me see those throat muscles working!"

 

With great reluctance at first, then progressively faster and harder, Ashley swallowed against the cock invading her throat.  As Rex rudely probed deeper and deeper inter her vagina with his tongue to remove the buried peanut butter, Ashley continued to work at his cock, keeping it fully erect, until he actually blew a second wad of comb down her throat.  Finished completely with this second release, Rex withdrew from her mouth and climbed down.  Moving to the other end he resumed working at her pussy, probing deeply with his fat, wet tongue.  If she wasn't so terrified and disgusted, Ashley might almost have enjoyed it.

 

"That was spectacular!" the man said.  Dropping his pants he thrust his penis into her mouth and demanded, "Show me some of that action!"

 

Unable to resist, Ashley complied, striving to give as good a blow job as she could.  After the man had blown yet another load of comb deeply into her throat, she continued to milk his hard shaft with her throat muscles until he completely pulled out.  Groaning in pure pleasure, the man commented, "Wow, I might even keep you alive if you can perform like that!  Let's see if your sister can do as well"

 

Having watched all this from across the room, Sara began balling her eyes out as soon as he stepped towards her.  Ashley was the party girl, and Sara was the shy younger sister.  She'd never even kissed a boy!  Unlocked from her chains, she dragged her feet and the man had to literally carry her across the room.

 

"Please.  Please.  Please." she whispered softly as the man fastened her ankles tightly in place.  Grabbing her arms he forced her backwards over the wheel and secured her wrists firmly.  Knowing Toby's habits well, the man knew that peanut butter was not going to work.  Instead he brought out a bowl full of raw, bloody steak, diced into small chunks.  Using thumb and fore finger, the man inserted about a pound of meat chunks into Sara's pussy.  Leading the dog over, the man got Toby into position atop the young girl.

 

Sniffing at her pussy, Toby attacked the bloody steak with a will he never showed for the peanut butter.  With no care for the pain inflicted on the young girl, the dog dove ravenously into her twat.  Forcing her open with a thick tongue, Toby snatched at the meaty chunks with his teeth, often biting into Sara by mistake.  Her own blood began to mix with the steak juices as Toby continued to attack her bleeding pussy.  Meanwhile, the man had not neglected Toby's carnal pleasures.  Twisting her head and forcing her mouth open, he'd forced the girl to accept the large cock into her mouth.

 

Gagging and sputtering at the unfamiliar sensation, Sara was trying desperately to avoid choking.  When Toby blew his wad into her throat, she tried to vomit, but the penis still filling her mouth pushed it back in to her throat.  By the time the dog had finished his meal, her pussy was a torn, bleeding mess.  Several cuts and bites lined her inner walls, and one lip was pierced right through by a careless canine tooth.  Sobbing and moaning, Sara wished she could die as Toby continued to lap at the blood slowly seeping from her crotch.

 

Once meal time was over, the man introduced his pets to a new entertainment.  Coaxing the animals up on to the bound girls, he assisted in lining up their cocks for their first real pussy fuck.  Expecting it as soon as the man began leading the dog her way, Ashley laid back and sobbed softly as 18 inches of dog cock began hammering ruthlessly at her vagina.  Sara began wailing loud enough to rival Stacy as Toby's huge cock lanced into her already torn and bleeding pussy.

 

The man sat back and watched as the two Great Danes completed fucking the girls for the first time.  The animals training was coming along just fine and it even looked like one of the girls might be worth keeping for a bit.  Opening a drawer he took out two small pills from a bottle he kept there.  Sticking each pill in a bit of peanut butter he fed one to each dog.

 

"There, a little Spanish fly should keep you two horny for a few hours." he said, once more preparing to leave the room.  "Have a nice time girls!" he said as he closed the door.  Almost immediately the pills began to take effect.  Whining, and then licking at his cock, Rex quickly remembered a better way to massage the tingling sensation the pill caused on his cock.  Mounting his bitch, Rex began drilling for oil, unable to quench his need for sex no matter how much he fucked away at his own personal pussy.  Ashley soon reached her limit, and mild pleasure/pain turned into pure hell as the dog continued to drive his huge cock in and out of her abused twat.  Her screams joined Sara's, whose battered and bleeding pussy was pure agony.  For the next four hours, every half hour or so the dogs would mount up and try to scratch that itch they felt in their genitalia.

 

When the man returned at last, he went once again to Stacy.  Sobbing at her first sight of him, she cringed as he ordered her arms into the cage again.  Pleading "please... please...  please..." weakly, she thrust her arms into the cage quickly at the sound of the blow torch being lit.  Before ringing the bell the man placed a medical tourniquet on each arm at the shoulder, and cranked them tight.  With a ring of the bell the dogs began tearing into their meal once more.  Pulling up a chair, he sat back and watched for over an hour while her arms were shredded and devoured almost to the shoulders.  Sawing off what remained of her arm stumps, he sealed the wounds again with the flaming torch and tossed the severed stumps into the cage.

 

Moving over to the other two, he untied and released both girls from their restraints.  Pointing across the room he directed "Grab a bowl from the refrigerator and come here."

 

Slinking reluctantly across the room, both girls obeyed, sneaking terrified glances at Stacy, who was moaning and weeping, praying for death.  Returning to the man, each girl held a bowl of bloody steak bits.

 

"Stuff that into your twats, and go feed it to your master."

 

Collapsing to the floor in despair, the girl’s reluctantly began stuffing the bloody chunks inside themselves.  When the bowls were empty they were made to crawl over to their master.  Rolling onto her back, Ashley spread her legs wide and allowed Rex to suck the tasty morsels from her pussy.  Gently sliding in his tongue, Rex plucked his meal from the deepest recesses of Ashley young cunt.

 

Sara was not nearly so lucky.  While Rex was more or less gentle and patient with his new toy.  Toby was too eager and had too much enthusiasm.  Biting indiscriminately at the contents of her pussy, Toby soon had Sara bleeding freely from a number of gashes.  Tasting her blood mixing freely with the steak, the dog found that he enjoyed the taste of her bleeding pussy.  Screaming in pain as Toby gently bit into her spread lips, Sara slammed her legs closed and tried to get away. 

 

The whip caught her full in the face and drove her to the floor.  Cracking again it slashed her back from shoulder to buttock.  Thrashing around, the next blow traversed her crotch.  Blow after blow rained down until she finally collapsed and opened her legs for Toby once more.  Ashley watched in silence, to terrified to help her sister, but desperately ashamed by that fact.

 

Sniffing at her bleeding crotch, Toby began licking, thrusting his tongue inside her once again.  Frustrated at the difficulty in extracting a bit of meat, he bit into her pussy lips lightly once again to draw a fresh bit of blood.  Licking at it eagerly, he continued to probe inside for more meat as he sucked up the girls’ own slowly oozing juices.

 

"OOOOOWWW!" she screamed.  To keep from crushing her legs closed, she forced them wider apart instead.  Taking this for encouragement, Toby lay down between her legs and began to work his tongue at her crotch.  He continued to nip her spread pussy occasionally any time the slow seeping flow of blow began to run dry.

 

"Mommy Help Me!  OH God!  OUCH, OOW, OO, OOOWW!" she wailed as Toby nipped her clit.

 

Finally the man pulled the dog from her crotch.  "You're not doing very well," he told her.  "I told you to train him well.  I meant what I said when I told you that you belong to the dog.  If he wants to eat you instead of fuck you then that's what he'll get.  I suggest you try harder tomorrow!"

 

(Author’s Note:  There’s much more to come with this story line, just be patient and I’ll get it posted as soon as I get it written!)