He also gave them a case of bottles of nutrient drink. He told them this was everything their baby needed in terms of vitamins and so forth, which was important because he knew they drunk a lot of piss now. As long as they took one of these a day they could drink all the piss they wanted without it hurting the baby. He said the nutrient drinks were special, with a little dog semen mixed into them, just so the girls would be degraded even drinking their health food.
Then Roy fucked Erica – just because he could – and both girls were finally released.
They didn’t go home yet though. Laura had a shift at the Pretty Titty. She decided to take Erica too, and sign her up to work there as well. They bumped into Katy, who Alistair also required to work as a whore, and Laura got to tell Katy that she and Erica were pregnant moo-cows like Katy too now. Then all three girls separated to service their johns and spend the rest of the night being fucked for money.
The next day after work, Daniel came to visit Laura and Erica. He started his visit by pissing in Erica’s mouth and then fucking Laura’s cunt. Afterwards, Laura told them her news – that she and Erica were pregnant by him.
Daniel took it fairly well, all things considered. He called them stupid cunts for getting pregnant, which was fair. He told them that as they were stupid sluts, it would be their job to raise the children, but he would make all the relevant decisions in the matter, which Laura again agreed was fair. The girls would be forbidden from claiming he was the father – that would only distress people – and would instead say they didn’t know who the father was because they had fucked so many men. This was technically true – Laura had had the cum of other boys in her twat during her last menstrual cycle, but she knew in her heart that it was Daniel who had knocked both of them up.
Laura showed Daniel the supplements the Mayim Clinic had given her. Daniel agreed they were a good idea – Laura would look prettier with big, milky boobs, and it was important that she still be able to drink piss in large quantities.
Laura also told Daniel that Taylor would be moving in as her new girlfriend.
This was the first Erica had heard of this, and despite all the trauma Erica had received, this still got through to her. She burst into tears at the news she would now be Laura’s secondary girlfriend-slash-pet.
“There, there,” said Laura, kissing Erica’s hair and twisting her clitoris to try and get her to shut up. “This is what you deserve for being such a cock-hungry fake lesbian. You got pregnant from my brother’s cock. What kind of stupid slut would I be if was okay with my girlfriend carrying my brother’s baby? You’re a dumb little fake lesbian bitch and you’ll make a much better pet than a girlfriend.”
Erica wouldn’t stop crying though, so in the end Laura asked Daniel to stick his cock in Erica’s mouth for the rest of the conversation to gag her. Daniel complied, and held her face hard against his groin while she sobbed quietly, her mouth full of his dick.
For Daniel’s part, he only had one question: would he be able to rape Taylor too? Laura assured him that he would. “You can do anything to Taylor you would do to me,” she told him, and he kissed her on the lips to say thank you even while he orgasmed and ejaculated into Erica’s mouth.
The next night, Taylor moved in. Laura had told her that she would not need any possessions except her sluttiest clothes, so she brought nothing but a very small bag. Laura showed her around the house, pointing out the dildoes Taylor would be required to sit on, the toilet she was forbidden to use, the area out back where she was to piss and shower in public, and the bed where she would sleep naked with Laura in full view of the street. Taylor was horrified by all this but Laura licked her cunt in the bedroom until the endorphins started to overwhelm Taylor’s brain and made it all easier for her.
Daniel came round again too, with some purchases he had made. The first was an adorable little dog-basket for the foot of Laura’s bed. It was just the right size for Erica to sleep in it curled up. She could lie there at night and listen to Taylor and Laura fucking and think about what a disgusting fake-lesbian slut she had been and finger her pussy until her brain turned off.
He had a set of dog bowls too, with names printed on them – “LAURA”, “ERICA”, “TAYLOR”. He set these on the kitchen floor and told the girls this was what they would eat from now.
He also had several large tubs, that he moved into Laura’s fridge. He explained he was concerned that sluts like Laura and her friends should eat food that was appropriate for them – nutritious for the baby, degrading for the slut. More importantly, it should be cheap, to make up for the various ways Laura was costing him money.
The first tub was full of dog food – wet, slimy dog food. Daniel said it would form the bulk of their meals now – he could buy it in bulk and it was dirt cheap. It contained most of the vitamins they would need.
The second tub was full of dog semen. This, he said, was NOT cheap to collect, but in the course of his business he had come across a farmer in the area who had his wife, daughter and girlfriend milk this daily from their large kennel of dogs, and who would sell it at a loss just to see it go to a good home – that is, the mouth of a slut. Daniel had had it enriched with the remainder of the vitamins the girls would need to be healthy, plus some mild aphrodisiacs to keep them wet and slutty and some mild sedatives to keep them stupid and obedient.
He filled three bowls with the slimy dog food chunks and then poured a generous sauce of dog sperm over the top, before directing the girls to eat their dinner. They did – Erica numbly, Taylor extremely reluctantly and only after having her face physically pushed into the bowl, and Laura with some genuine enjoyment. The meat chunks were gross but the sperm sauce was delicious and she felt her cunt wettening with every mouthful. She knew she shouldn’t feel this way, and part of her deep inside was disgusted and humiliated by her response, but it was much less stressful to be happy about what was happening than upset by it so she locked that protesting part of herself away.
The third tub was piss – a mix of human, dog and horse urine – and the girls were told this was all they would be drinking now. They were encouraged to warm cups of piss up in the microwave before drinking them for the best experience. He had connected a device to their water mains outside which would inject a small flow of emetic into the house’s water – it was still fine to shower in, but it would make them sick if they tried to drink it.
Daniel spent the rest of the night raping Taylor, with Laura assisting, or watching Laura rape Taylor while he masturbated. After each session, Erica would be called up from the foot of the bed to lick everyone’s genitals clean, then sent back to her basket. This continued until everyone was exhausted, and fell asleep…
Chapter 34
BITCH STORIES – CANDY
As Laura’s life spiraled towards an apex of degradation, things also continued to get worse for the girls she had helped enslave…
Take Candy, for instance. Alistair was quite deliberately planning to ruin the remainder of Candy’s life, and the focus of these plans was Candy’s family.
Being forced to rape her sister at the recent office party was the straw that broke the bitch’s back for Candy. The imperious bimbo queen was gone, and now there was only a sniveling submissive big-titted toy. Alistair took great pleasure in making Candy rewatch the film of her sister’s rape while Alistair fucked Candy. He loved feeling Candy orgasming against his cock while her eyes were fixed on the image of Hayley’s abuse.
Of course, Candy didn’t have to just watch. Both Candy and Hayley were under strict instructions to fuck every day, and so after work Hayley would come to Candy’s house, and the girls would miserably and degradingly 69 to orgasm in Candy’s bed. Then they would lie there, cunts against each other’s mouths, until they could relax their muscles enough to piss in each other’s mouths as they had been taught.
Hayley still thought the whole thing was Candy’s idea. Alistair had told her it was Candy’s idea to invite Hayley to the rape party the other night – which, in a sense it had been, as Candy could have brought someone else instead – and that Candy had been fantasizing about raping her sister for months, which was a lie. Candy was forbidden to say anything to correct the record, and so Hayley came to think that the abuse she was suffering was entirely because of her sister’s slutty lesbian lust for her.
On Alistair’s orders, Candy made Hayley start seducing and raping her female friends, even as Candy did the same to her own friends. Alistair told her that a good slut should have no female friends who she hadn’t sexually abused, and no male friends who hadn’t ejaculated on or in her.
Candy was given other rules to pass on to Hayley too. Hayley was to wear nothing more substantial than lingerie at home. She was to fuck each new conquest fully naked in the lounge room of her house within three days of first raping her. While walking around in her house she was to have either at least one tit exposed, or her fingers inside her cunt.
Hayley lived with Candy’s father Bill, a single, divorced, wealthy man. There was no way Hayley could do these things for long without being seen. And indeed, it wasn’t long before Bill started seeing his 19-year-old daughter in lingerie, tits exposed or with her hand flagrantly in her snatch. He came home one day to find his daughter eagerly licking the snatch of a naked teenager in his lounge room. He didn’t comment on this, but Hayley knew he saw. She knew Candy was asking her to cocktease her own father. She did it anyway, because she feared the hold Alistair and Candy had over her, and she followed the new rules that came too – to leave the door open while showering or toileting; to always give her father a tight, nude hug after showering and before dressing; to spend 15 minutes a day on the lounge room couch wearing nothing below the waist, while watching TV or talking on the phone, and keep her legs spread wide open no matter what happened or who looked.
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