Choked, leashed & taken for a ride by DexJ

Hi! I’m Eve. This happened to me a while ago. I have not really kept count of when, but roughly 1 year, 9 months, 12 days, 7… or maybe 8 to 9 hours ago. I’m not sure since I had a hard time keeping track of time when all of this went down. I am writing this down as accurately as I can. But I am not doing it for your amusement! I do it to let it out of my system. I am in serious need to communicate my thoughts about it, but as you can probably understand from the tags that I have put on this story, it is not something that I can talk to my friends about. I am hoping that after expressing myself in this manner, I might be able to close this chapter of my life by accepting what happened to me and how it made me feel. Alright, so where to start from? I am taking you back to August of 2021. I was still studying engineering at college. I had been working on my diploma work for the whole summer and I just wanted to relax before the final year kicked off. I still had a week before the semester started so I was visiting my parents and relatives in my hometown. I am a bit lazy when it comes to visiting relatives. But fortunately for me, almost everyone in my family lives close by, so it is easy to meet everyone during the same trip. However, this story actually happened during one of the days when I had the whole day for myself. Things would not have escalated as far as they did if I had not been alone.

The town where I grew up was not huge. I mean it’s roughly 60k people. Let’s just say that there are more than enough people so there was always something to do, but not so much that you would feel crowded. My parents had built their house a few kilometers away from the city center. It was a nice and peaceful neighborhood. It was so calm that people did not bother even locking their doors when they were away for a short period. In fact, I cannot even remember when the last time my parents closed the backdoor to the backyard. There was no AC in my parent’s house, so leaving the door open during the summer kept the house cool.

Anyway, as I said before, I had the whole house for myself. My parents were away for a few days at their own mini-vacation. They were driving around the country and taking it easy. They usually travel outside the country during summer, but pandemic time was preventing all the more fun plans people might’ve had. Including my parents being away, the neighborhood was pretty much dead as well. I was even instructed to feed the dog from the next door and once in a while take him to walk. Brody was Anatolian Shephard’s dog, and he was big. And when I say big, I do mean big. He definitely weighs more than I do. I have heard someone saying that he is about 70kgs. And when he is standing with two legs, he has no problems reaching to lick my face with his rough tongue. It is not something that I am too fond of anymore, but it is quite funny when he does it for others. He drools just enough so he can soak anyone who is not expecting him to jump. Anyway, in short, he is a big and loving animal.

I suppose I should tell a few words about myself to put things in perspective. I’m 24 years old, 172 centimeters tall, and weigh 52 kilograms. I try to stay reasonably fit, but I am not fanatic about it. I love my beautiful B-cups breasts and my slim body type makes my boobs look bigger than they actually are. I do not mind that one detail at all. I am still trying to find myself in this world, so I am making an effort to seek different things. Currently, I am testing certain elements from the gothic world. I would not say that I would identify myself as a goth, but I got fascinated with a few things. For example, I have colored my long hair black and use a little bit stronger colors with my makeup. Also, while doing some online shopping, I found some unique accessories like bracelets and chokers. It felt risqué when I tried the choker out the first time, but I found myself loving it.

But besides these few unique things about my appearance, I dress up just like everyone else. I don’t want to over-sexualize myself, so I try to keep things mild. Well, mild, at least outside of the bedroom 😉 Just a few months ago, my then-boyfriend surprised me during one of our sexual endeavors. We were doing it doggy style and during the session, he pulled one of the two metal rings attached to my choker. He did not yank the choker with all his might, instead, he slowly pulled me further and further until I could not even touch the bed with my fingers anymore. I remember orgasming so hard that I almost lost my mind. I know that it’s not very feminist to say that I like to be spanked and taken by a man, but God damn it felt good. He moved to the other side of the country after last semester, so it is not likely that I will be seeing him again. But I do remember fondly of our time together and those thoughts tend to make me feel all tingly inside.

It was a hot August day, very close to 30 Celsius. I had nothing planned for the whole day, besides the chores that I was supposed to do. Everything could be done in a few minutes, so I was basically free for a whole day. I was just riding a bike back to my parent’s house. I went swimming at a lake close by. Swimming feels heavenly during days like this. Not only it will instantly make you feel better but letting your hair dry on its own almost guarantees you being cool for the next few hours. I felt refreshed while riding back and ready to do absolutely nothing when I arrive back at the house. I was wearing a summer dress and underneath I had the bikini I wore while swimming. The beach does have places where you could change your clothes, but I did not mind riding back home with a wet bikini and changing at home.

I arrived at the front yard and put my bike in the garage. Before entering the house, I went to check up on Brody next door. I might as well feed him now and check that he has enough water to last until the evening. I’m planning to take him for a long walk when the day cools down. Brody had its own dog house in the backyard. “The House of Brody” was painted above the entrance in big red letters. A lot of love was put to create that house for him.

During this summer, Brody was chained to his dog house. But it is quite a long chain. He can reach every corner of the yard from his dog’s house, so he has more than enough room for himself. Brody’s owners had to think long and hard if they leave Brody outside during the summer days or let him stay indoors. I probably should mention that during the summertime, the neighborhood may have a few dogs which have been let loose outside. Their owners can do it because it is a quite safe area, and no one seems to mind. But leaving Brody outside for a longer period was still a big decision. In the end, they felt he is probably happier at his own house outside and it is unlikely that he needs to do much to defend himself. As said, he is a big dog.

I opened the gate to Brody’s domain, and almost immediately furry rocket we like to call Brody started running towards me. It is intimidating when something so big is rushing toward you, but I knew that he would not hurt me. Just a few meters away from me, he put on his brakes and stops right in front of me. I reached down to pet him and said ‘Who’s the good boy? Yes! You are a good boy! Brody’s the good boy. We have this same ritual every time I visit him, and we both love it.

After obligatory greetings, I go inside to get his food. While he eats, I make sure that he has enough water and I also check that the yard itself is fine. I did not expect finding anything to be out of place, but I wasn’t in a hurry, so I took my time. Also, I am a somewhat curious person, so going through someone’s property just feels fun. To my surprise, I did find that part of the wooden fence was slightly broken. It looked like Brody had been trying to dig under it and accidentally break part of the fence in progress. The other side of the fence would have been my parent’s backyard, so it wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he can get too far while being chained, and there was nothing at our side that would hurt him. But out of curiosity, I kneeled down to have a closer look.

Brody almost gave me a heart attack when he pushed his snout against my butt. I had not heard him sneaking behind me, so I jumped back up in panic. When I found out that it was just Brody, I “calmed down”. ‘NO BRODY! That is NOT what a good boy does. No Brody, no! Bad dog!’ I scolded him. But I am not sure if he understood me at all. He looked back at me like business as usual. It was obvious that he could not care less about my scolding. Sure, fine, I guess. He just scared me, nothing else. It was difficult to be mad at an animal. He is a dog who likes nice butts.

The damage to the fence was not serious, but after my parents get back home, I should probably mention it. After making a mental note about the fence, I decided to stay a few more minutes and play catch with Brody before I left. But just after a few throws, I started to feel the heat. I was becoming a little dehydrated since I had not drunk for a while. Luckily home is right next door and I started to head back in. I heard Brody whining for a moment after I closed the gate, but I’m sure he will be fine until I go take him for a walk later.

It was around 2 pm when I got back inside. I wasn’t really hungry because I had eaten lunch before I went to the beach. But I still decided to eat an apple while hydrating myself. Originally, I had planned to change my clothes and went to shopping or something in the town, but I decided to stay in for a while. I was feeling a little tired, so I might take a nap before heading out for dinner. I went to the bathroom and got undressed. I was not planning to change my clothes, but I did want to get rid of the bikinis that I had been wearing. I stared my image from the bathroom mirror. Even while being naked and not using make-up, I was giving out a gothic vibe. My slightly wet raven black hair was partially hiding my breasts. It revealed enough to make boys crazy (if there were any around), but hid enough to leave something for your imagination. I was also rocking my now signature choker around my neck. The choker was made from black leather, and it was held together by two metal rings, one at the front and one at the back. I’ve always wanted to tie something to those metal rings, but I had not figured out what yet. There are just too many sexy choices to choose from.