Connie stepped forward and grabbed my hair. I kept mine short, but there was more than a handful to grip and tug.
“Oww.” I whined.
“This isn’t a game, not for Kane, Sil-vee.” She mocked my offer. Kane needs a bitch, and you’re going to be one for him.” Her hand gripped harder, and she pushed my head down until I had to catch myself with my hands on the floor.
“You can’t mean that.” I grasped at hope that she couldn’t.
“I’m your trainer. Kane has waited too long for you to be trained. I’ll go easy on you this time, but only if you quickly submit to his authority.”
What did she mean? Stupidly, I looked at my handsome canine as if he had the answer. It was in his eyes. I would be his bitch.
Connie let go of my hair and raised her right palm in front of my eyes. “Stay there, Silvee. Wait for him to decide.”
I stood miserably still, afraid of what Kane or Connie would do. A different feeling appeared deep within my misery, a small sphere of calm halfway between my belly button and my spine. It was a strange, tiny hope that comforted as if to say, “It’s almost over, Silvia. Soon you’ll be free.”
My trembling didn’t slow, however. It worsened when Kane strode up and sniffed my behind.
“He’s checking to see if you’re in heat.”
“But I’m not a dog.” I whined. “It’s impossible for me to be in heat.” Perhaps if Connie understood that, she would call off this incredible charade.”
“Maybe not like a dog, Silvee, but he’s already mounted you three times. I wouldn’t be surprised if he can simply tell if you’re horny.”
“How could I be?” I grimaced up at her. “What you’re doing is abominable!”
Connie’s hand struck out and grabbed my hair again.
“Ow!”
“Don’t you dare disrespect either of us, Bitch.” She shook my head. “I was afraid that I might have to take you step by step through this lesson. But if that’s what it takes…”
Kane simply waited for the trainer to instruct me in how to submit.
“Please, no.” I whined uselessly. The calm sphere in my belly encouraged me to relax.
“I’m sorry that I have to do this for you, Silvee, but it’s for your own edification. Next time be quick to submit.” Abruptly, Connie grabbed the waistband of my dark green, polyester slacks. Without bothering to loosen the mostly ornamental belt, she tugged it with more strength than I would have guessed. A top, dog trainer needed toned muscles.
“NO! Nothatplease!” I babbled.
“Kane needs to smell his bitch, to see if you’re ready.” Connie shook my head to ensure my attention. Her next tug on my pants pulled them and my pink underwear, over and down my behind, stripping all modesty from that part of my body.
I’m not proud of my bum. It’s too big, in my opinion, but dieting and exercise hardly reduced it. It was quite toned, however, from years of effort. My breasts, I never liked how small they were, barely C-cups. I believed that men valued large tits over large asses, but who knew what a dog prefered? Unfortunately, by trying to shrink my butt, I only burned away my boob fat. I had to settle for an unsatisfactory balance.
Stripped butt naked by a power-mad woman, I cringed and tried to curl up into a fetal ball, but her fistfull of my hair stopped me cold – keeping me upright on my hands and knees.
“I’m sure men would say you’ve got a hot ass, Silvee. You better hope that Kane approves. You wouldn’t want him to be less than completely satisfied by his new bitch.”
“Don’t you hear how crazy you sound?”
“You wouldn’t believe what I’ve taught dogs for their owners – and vice versa.” She snickered. “How do you think I earned my stellar reputation among the rich and powerful?”
Suddenly, I felt Kane’s cold nose pressing into my butt. Snuffles of hot breath tickled me. He was checking to see if his new bitch was ripe. My rear jerked away or tried to. Connie swatted my butt back in line with a strong SLAP!
“Don’t you dare disappoint him!” She commanded.
Kane’s cold nose was abruptly replaced by a heavy tongue slapping up along my taint! “YIKES!” is the closest word to what I actually blurted. My involuntary flinch from the wet muscle attacking me earned a worse swat! CRACK!
“OW!”
“Keep still, Silvee. Your alpha is deciding if you’re worthy of his seed.”
Kane took several additional swipes with his tongue while he decided. I tried my best to bear with them. Tears filled my eyes. “This can’t be happening!” I wailed.
“It’s okay, Silvee.” Suddenly Connie was stroking my right side, near that breast. Her other hand steadied my head. “Cry if you need to, but prepare to accept your alpha’s decision.”
At that exact moment, Kane leaped up on my back and hugged me. His rough claws scraped my thick, pink blouse. I felt his erect cock poking into my behind. “Ooo, it’s so hard and sharp!” I complained.
“We’re almost there, Sweetie.” Connie continued stroking me. Her hand brushed my double clothed nipple several times, surprising me by how hard both had become. “Actually, Silvee, a dog’s dick doesn’t get hard before entering a cunt. What you’re feeling is the bone in his dick, called a baculum. His erectile tissue is still soft, but some women can’t tell the difference.”
“noooo…” I whimpered. “Let me go. Please. I’ll pay you. I’ll sign over my house!”
“Shhhh, Little Bitch. You’re about to experience a joy that few people ever obtain. Kane’s dick is going to make you feel much better, especially when it tries to knot up inside of you. Talk about a hardon!”
Connie was talking nonsense, saying ridiculous things, anything to calm me while my dog explored my bum with rapid, wild thrusts with his bone firmed dick head.
“You’re not built like a canine bitch, Silvee. You have to help him.”
“No. I can’t – I-I won’t. It’s awful! Can’t you see this is torture?”
“Unbroken bitches always say that, and I didn’t expect you to behave any differently.” Her free hand grabbed my left arm. “Put your weight on your right to keep your balance.” She tucked my hand between my thighs, above the waistbands of my raveled slacks and panties which semi-trapped my bent knees.
Kane kept prodding with his hard prick, hoping to score his bitch and begin rutting in her/me.
“You don’t want him to plunge into your ass.” Connie warned. “I’ve seen it happen on first times. You’re not able to handle that, yet.” She urged my hand to grab Kane’s wobbling erection.
I wept again when my fingers touched his moist cock. I had expected it to feel slimy, but it was just lightly slick. I then worried that he was going to enter my dry vagina.
“Grab it and hold it still, Silvee. I told you we were taking this step by step.” She actually kissed my left temple. My hand caught the erratic prong, but my fingers released it instantly out of disgust.
“Bad bitch.” Connie rebuked me with a painful shake of my hair. “Try again.”
I managed to catch and hold Kane’s ready peen on my second try.
“That’s right, Silvee. Your alpha is probably enjoying the feel of your fingers on his eager cock.”
I grimaced at the light blue pattern on the kitchen’s base white floor tiles. I kept my mouth shut, wanting only to escape the horror surrounding me. Kane humped his rampant organ through my fingers.
Connie cooed into my ear. “I think you deserve a reward. You can let go, for now.”
I was wrong to think that my reward was to let go of my dog’s powerful dick. Connie pulled my hand out from between my thighs and reached in. I thought she was going to help Kane enter my unsuspecting puss.
Instead she slipped two fingers into my vulva and felt the slit up and down! “No, Connie!” I objected, jerking side to side without successfully disengaging her probing fingers.
She jerked my hair backwards, wrenching my neck with painful punishment. “I warned you.” She threatened. I steeled myself as best I could while she groped my pussy. It took several heartbeats before I realized that she wasn’t trying to masturbate me.
“You’re wetter than I expected, Silvee. That’s a good sign.” Her finger worked only to elicit my vagina’s natural lubrication. When she mentioned the state of my puss, my attention zeroed in on the area that I had assumed was dry. She was right! It wasn’t.
The idea of being wet for a dog made me miserable again. How could I be wet from what was happening? I hated it! Tears splattered cold tiles.
“Just a little more, you nasty slut.” She humiliated me with her fingers, until my crotch was nearly dripping.
Kane’s erratic hunches had slowed, possibly to cede access of my crotch to the alpha female.
When Connie was satisfied that I was fully ready to become Kane’s bitch, she withdrew her hand and called sharply. “Take him in your hand, Slut, and help him!”
No way. I wanted nothing more than to leap up and run into my room and lock the door! Only I would have fallen down from the clothes binding my knees together. I felt incredibly helpless – I wanted to faint. It would have been a blessing.
What actually happened, shamed me more than imaginable. The calm sphere within which invited acceptance of my fate, expanded. My hand reached between my now wet thighs and fished for Kane’s wobbling cock. He was thrusting fast again but couldn’t hit the mark.
I caught him once more and whined continuously as my arm pulled his eager cock to my weeping sex. A warm cloud of submission enveloped my senses, as if I belonged on my hands and knees, helping the aroused animal humping on top of me, to pierce my body from behind.
Connie released my hair. “You’re doing great.” She said hotly.
Kane broke my brief sense of wellbeing by stabbing roughly into my wet cunt!
I barked then. “OH MY GOODNESS!!” I nearly jumped up, but Connie grabbed my shoulders and kept me under Kane’s rocking belly. His paws gripped tighter when his dick dove deep into me. “This is who you are now.” Connie’s voice soothed.
“I don’t want it! I don’t want it!” I sobbed!
“Shhh.”
As soon as Kane’s thrust hit the bottom of my puss, he pulled back and fucked with rapid, powerful strokes. He was incredibly big and hard! I yelped, “NO!” for the first twenty thrusts.
I cried and cried while Connie cooed into my ears. “Giving yourself to the alpha is a wonderful thing, Silvia.” She used my proper name. I only felt more humiliated, being fucked by the animal I had once loved! “I hate him.” I whimpered.
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