Stephanie – Just When Things Turned Around – Chap 2

Rape xxx story: Stephanie – Just When Things Turned Around – Chap 2

by morg1284

Genres: Fiction, Anal, Bestiality, Blackmail, Coercion, Domination/submission, Humiliation

Stephanie is threatened with blackmail

IAs I walked up to the manor, last night kept playing through my mind. I just wanted to meet the dog, and so I let myself into the kennel. Then before I knew it, he had knocked me down, and was sniffing me. Then he ripped my panties and started licking my pussy, driving me to orgasm against my will. When I thought he was done, he jumped on my back and raped me. But, the worst part of it was when I let myself go, and started to enjoy it.

I woke up this morning and found this note and the collar from Bob. The note said to put on the collar and go see him, or else I’d be fired. I didn’t know what to expect, but I was scared. I’m sure he knew about last night. I wasn’t sure how, but he knew, and he had me over a barrel. I walked in the front door, and was met by Liz.

“Stephanie, Bob is waiting for you. Please follow me, and I will take you to his office.”

I followed her through the manor, completely in awe at the expansive building. It almost overwhelmed the dread I had of going to see Bob. She led me to a room with double doors, and opened one, and gestured for me enter. I took a deep breath, swallowed nervously, and stepped inside. The door latched behind me, and I was alone with Bob in his office.

“Ah, Stephanie,” Bob said, smiling gently. Come on over, and have a seat.”

He gestures to a leather sofa to the side of his desk. I walked over and sat down, my hands folded on my lap.

“So, last night…”

“Bob, I can explain.”

“No need. I have it all on camera. You see, each dog is pedigreed, and is worth about three grand. Eight dogs, three grand each, that is a sizable investment. So each kennel has its own camera, as well as a camera at each end of the walk way.”

He picked up a remote, and pointed it at a tv across the office, and turned it on. There I was, glass of wine in hand, in my t shirt and panties, walking down the corridor, meeting each of the dogs. Then I walked into the kennel.

The camera showed everything that happened, and Bob made me sit and watch as the dog sniffed at me, then knocked me down. Bob paused the tape.

“Now, what happens for the next 12 minutes or so, is obviously against your will. I won’t delude myself into thinking you wanted it. But let me fast forward, to about here, and let’s turn the volume up, shall we?”

He advanced the security tape and started playing it with the volume up. And there I was in high def, clearly thrusting back against the dog’s thrusts, moaning like a porn star.

“Clearly, you had a change. You obviously decided you liked it at the end.”

“I…I…I don’t know what happened,” I stammered. “I was terrified, but something in me tripped, and suddenly, I…I…just wanted to cum.”

“So, you admit that you became aware of your arousal?”

“Yes.”

“Now, answer honestly. What did watching the tape do for you?”

“I’m not sure. I’m embarrassed, but seeing myself like that…” I trailed off.

“Was exciting?” Bob offered.

“Um, yeah, I don’t know,” I answered, shaking. I just knew it was about to get bad. “I don’t know why, but seeing myself not being able to have control, it was turning me on.”

Bob looked at me, and flatly said, “Take off you clothes.”

“Wha-” and I was cut off with a sharp smack to my face.

“This is the last time I’m telling you. Take. Off. Your. Clothes.”

He was glaring at me, and I had no choice. I stood up and started removing my clothes. I pulled my polo over my head, and reached behind me and unclasped my bra, and pulled it off, freeing my C cups. I kicked off my shoes, and started to remove my khakis. After I was down to my thong, Bob stopped me.

“That’s good enough. Sit back down and spread your legs.”

I did as I was ordered, and Bob got on his knees I front of me.

“My, my. It looks like my new kennel bitch is turned on. Your panties are getting quite wet,” he said with a smirk. “Go ahead, take them off and let me see that your bitch cunt.”

I had never been so humiliated, or turned on. Sure my boyfriend liked to talk dirty in bed, but he was never this demanding or controlling. And against all my good reasoning, it was only making me hotter. I pulled my little thing off, and showed Bob what he was wanting to see. He was quite taken with my pussy, and started rubbing my lips, and running his thumb through the little landing strip above my slit.

“Your pussy seems to be in good shape after that little fuck session with my dog last night,” he mused. He inserted two fingers in my wet tunnel, and began to roughly finger fuck me. “And you are still tight! Your pussy is going to make me a fortune.”

What was happening to me? I was writhing with pleasure on the couch as he finger fucked my cunt, using me as a fuck toy. He then pulled his fingers out of my pussy, and started toying with my puckered anal ring. As he pushed the tip of one finger through it, I moaned. I had never had my ass fingered, much less ever tried anal sex. I was amazed at how it felt as he took control of my body.

“Now this is a surprise. Your ass is so tight. Tell me, bitch, have you ever had anal sex?” he asked.

“Noo,” I moaned, pushing my hips to his finger.

While he continued to finger my ass, his other hand went to his pants and he fished out his cock. He was sitting where if I looked down my body, I couldn’t see his dick if I tried. I grabbed my tits and started kneading them and pinching my nipples as he inserted a second finger in my virgin hole.

He quickly pulled his fingers out of my loosening ass. Then he roughly shoved his cock up my ass.

“Aargh!” I screamed as he penetrated me. He didn’t let me have time to adjust to him. He immediately started slamming his cock into my ass. As he grudge fucked me, he reached up and grabbed my tits like he was trying to squeeze everything out of them.

“Your ass is mine now, bitch,” he growled as he roughly plowed me.

Soon the pain was replaced by pleasure, and I started thrusting back to meet him. He was pounding me as hard as the dog fucked my pussy last night, but without the speed. It didn’t matter, because I was already building towards my orgasm. As I moaned my pleasure to him he started fucking me faster and harder. Soon I was on the cusp of my release when he stopped and pulled his cock out of me.

He climbed up on the sofa and for the first time I saw his cock. It was huge! Easily as long as the cock that raped me last night, and he promptly shoved it in my mouth.

“Suck it, whore!” he yelled. “Clean your ass of my cock!”

I sucked greedily at his meat, sucking on his cock head till I could no longer taste my ass on him. He grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back and started trying to shove all 11 inches of his manhood down my throat. Every time he hit the back of my throat, I would gag and choke on his dick as he face fucked me.

“I’m going to cum,” he grunted, land you’re going to swallow every drop.”

Just then, he sprayed the back of my mouth and throat with his hot, sticky seed. There was so much, I didn’t think my mouth would hold it all. Finally he pumped his last spurt of cum and he pulled his dick out of my mouth.

“Swallow it,” he ordered.

I closed my mouth and tasted the saltiness of his load, and with an audible gulp, I swallowed it all.

“Now, put your clothes on, and get to work. I will come down to the kennel, and we will discuss your new duties as my kennel bitch.”

With that, he climbed off of me and tucked his deflating cock back in his pants and walked over to his desk. I put my own clothes back on, glancing over my shoulder, and he was buried in paperwork. As soon as I had my clothes in hand, I retreated to my office at the kennel.

Back in the kennel, I went into my apartment and looked at myself in the mirror. My makeup was wrecked from this morning, and that damn collar was almost laughing at me. How could I have gotten into this situation? All because I decided to go into that kennel? And why did my body have to tell me that it liked being used by that dog?

A million more questions went through my head. I washed my face off, and reapplied my make up, and decided I had to just make it through the day. So I went back out to the office and went to work. There was a nice computer in the office, and I went through it, and saw that there were no records being kept there. I decided now would be the right time to start digitizing as many of the records as I could. I spent the whole day compiling client lists, appointments, shot records, and when they were due. By the end of the day, I had pretty much put the morning’s events out of my mind.

Around seven, there was a knock at the office door.

“Come in,” I yelled from my apartment. I heard the door open and close, and I figured it was Bob coming to discuss the new “duties” he mentioned this morning. At first everything was strictly the business, how I’d come on organizing everything. I told him about making sense of all the files, and then showed him the spreadsheets I put on the computer. He seemed to be very impressed with all I had done in the two days I had put into it.

“Very nice. Now to get down to the other business. First and foremost, our original agreement still stands. You will still get your normal salary, plus the room and board, and this weekend, you will have an opportunity to finish moving and clear the lease on your other place. But your new duties start now. You are to be my new kennel bitch. And as such, your dress code for after hours will be the collar. So go ahead…”

He waved his fingers to tell me to go ahead and disrobe. I no sooner had my clothes off, and he continued.

“Every day you will ‘service’ a different dog. And remember, I have security cameras, so I will know if you aren’t. Also, if I call you during the day to come to my office, you will immediately. Come in and lock the door, then get into your kennel attire. When I am done with you, you will go straight back to work. I will also have you entertain at functions. You will have the attire dropped off, and you will wear that. Nothing else, so if there are panties, you will wear those ones, and if not, you won’t wear any. Also, for your services, I will be giving you a bonus. Under the table of course.” He reached into a satchel he brought with him and pulled out a document.