KENNEL BITCH, Chapter 2

KENNEL BITCH

CHAPTER 2

PART 1

NOTE: Please read Chapter 1 first. Tammy is about to start her new lifestyle. Will her body endure the daily requirements she has signed on too? Will she ever be able to be a regular member of society again? It’s doubtful she cares. Terry has won her over. Her mind is quickly becoming as sexually twisted as his. Tammy is capable of scheming to fulfill her own devious plans as well.

Tammy awoke the next morning, to the sound of a truck. As it went around the house, into the back yard. Jon was already out there to meet them. It was going to be his job to feed and clean up after the dogs. She jumped out of bed. And quickly went through her usual morning routine of getting ready for a new day. But, this wasn’t a normal day. It was to be the beginning. She was freaking out, overcome with excitement. She went into the closest to fetch her clothes. Her mind was a blur, so many things going through her mind at once. Almost panicking, she thought to herself, “What to wear? What to wear? What to wear? How am I suppose to dress for my first day? Maybe I should keep it simple? Yes, keep it simple.” She decided to throw on a t-shirt, and a skirt. Then she reach into her underwear drawer, grabbed a pair of panties, and pulled them up under her skirt. “Wait a minute!” she thought to yourself. Then started to giggle like a little schoolgirl. “What the hell is wrong with you? You idiot! You’re not going to be needing these!” She reached up under her skirt, pulled her panties down. And threw them back into the drawer.

By now, Tammy could hear the unmistakable sound of barking dogs. As Jon and Terry’s hired men, unloaded the dogs into the kennel. Out the back door she went. Antsy to finally met her boys. She quickly took notice of the kennel truck. It could haul 12 dogs. Suddenly, another kennel truck pulled up. It too, was hauling another 12 dogs. She approached one of the drivers and introduced herself. He was a nice gentleman. But showed no signs of intimidation.

The driver began to speak, “Hi Tammy! Nice to finally meet you! Guess we’ll be seeing each other a lot in the future. And oh, by the way, nice set of nipples you have there! Didn’t think there was that much of a breeze out here this morning!” Tammy didn’t let his comment bother her in the slightest. She was actually pleased that he noticed. Then replied, “Why thank you! Glad you noticed. Guess I was in too much of a hurry this morning. And forgot to put a bra on.” He responds, “Don’t apologize, I think it’s awesome! I see you’re wearing a skirt. I’m assuming you forgot the panties too?” “You know it!” she answered back. “Well, maybe for the better, that thing would just be a nuisance and in the way anyhow.” Tammy couldn’t help but notice the perverted gleam in his eyes.

“Well, nice talking with you.” Then she headed for the kennels. With wide opened eyes, and dropping jaw. Tammy began to check out the dogs that just arrived. “Holly Shit” she mumbled to herself. There were a handful of mixed breed dogs. Some would consider large, but not too bad. She thought to herself, “these must be the ones Terry uses to break in his victims. They maybe have smaller cocks.” Then she saw some large German Shepherds. All beautiful dogs, lean and muscular. She turned to check out the next row of pens. And was greeted with an intimidating sight. Three Rottweilers, 6 Great Danes, and another 3 Mastiffs. They were huge! All the Danes had to be pushing 200 pounds each. And easily stood waist high. The Mastiff’s looked like furry horses. She figured they all must have been pushing 250 pounds each. And maybe 20 pounds of that was cock and balls.

One of the Dane’s jumped up onto the chain link fence in front of his pen. As she approached to greet him. His front paws and head were higher than her head. She couldn’t help but notice, as the Dane jumped up and down against fence. His large sheath and balls. His balls were swinging back and forth. As he continued to jump on his hind legs.

Tammy got close to the Dane and offered her hand. He licked her hand through the fence. “So big boy, rumor has it, you’re here looking for a bitch to breed? I bet you’re smart too. You know just what I’m talking about don’t you.” The Dane knew all right. Cause it didn’t matter if it was Tammy talking to him or not. He knows a woman when he sees one. Plus, his keen sense of smell, picked up the scent of her pussy. Some dogs know how to fetch, some hunt, others guard property. All this one knew how to do was fuck women. Tammy looked him in the eyes, and with a calm, soothing voice, “I bet you wanna fuck me right now. Don’t ya. Bet you can’t wait to get me on my hands and knees so you can mutilate me with your cock. You wanna fill me with cum, huh, big boy?” The Dane was going crazy, as he tried to get through the barrier. Preventing him from getting to his bitch. Tammy did her best to console him, “Now don’t you worry, you’ll have plenty of chances too fuck this bitch.”

The morning was going by fast. It was almost 10:00. And Tammy knew it was time to get to the breeding room and get organized. She entered the room and begin to really check things out. Making sure everything was in its place, and develop a plan. In private, she stood and stared at the breeding bench. So marvelously thought out. She thought about how many times, she was going to be bred. Stretched out across the top it’s soft padding. With her sexy ass in the air, waiting for the next cock to target the first hole of opportunity.

She envisioned the bench/table. That Terry said was on order. This obviously is not designed for, or meant for dog fucking. Not to mention the “Viagra” room. She already knew that Terry was planning on having a few special nights for his better clients. But who is going to be placed on that other bench? Some other woman or gal, that Terry has decided to sacrifice. “Or will it be me?” she thought. After a moment of thought, she realized it didn’t matter one-way or other. Dog cock or man cock, all that mattered was the fact that she was going to get used and abused by all these sex crazed males. Her abduction, made your realize she loved to be treated like that. She liked the feeling of being tied down and forced to be helpless. While being assaulted by a hard meaty cock.

Terry and Jon entered the room. Terry spoke up, “This is it Tammy! Time to start using all these contraptions. But before we leave you alone to initiate that bench. Jon and I have a little present for you.” Terry reached into his pocket, and pulled out a beautiful dog collar. It was a couple inches wide, and was studded with the words, “Kennel Bitch.” “Is this for me?” Tammy asks. “It sure is babe. We thought it might give you a little inspiration,” Terry replied. Tammy took her new dog collar and attached it around your neck. “This is so wonderful. I’ll wear it everyday with pride.

In all honesty though, if I’m looking for inspiration, all I have to do is look out into the kennel. And I can’t help but notice. This collar has a D-ring on it? Like for a leash or something? Terry chuckled and said, “Well,,,,,,,, you know how it is, sometimes as a pet owner. One fines himself in a situation where from time to time. He has to tie up his pet. In hopes that his pet understands that he’s only doing what’s best for them.” Tammy smiled, then bent over and wiggled her ass. “Like,,, this kind of best?” she asked. “Yes, that’s the best there is!” Terry replied.

Terry looked at the time. He didn’t want to be late. “I gotta hit the road. If you recall, the dogs and I have a date with a cheerleader tonight. So,,,, Tammy, I’ll leave you alone. You know what you have to do. I can tell you want to get started. And by the way, if I was a betting man, which I am, I’d be willing to bet. If I was to look, I’d find no panties under that dress. Right?” Suddenly, Tammy got serious. “You’re damn right there’s no panties under this skirt. Just naked flesh and raw desire. Now, if you guys would get out of here. I’d like to hike up this skirt, and go find the first dog that’s feeling lucky.”

Tammy was now alone again. Her adrenaline was flowing like a raging river. The sound of the barking dogs was calling your name. Without thinking, she found herself lifting up the front of her skirt. So she could finger and rub your pussy. She was more than ready. Tammy decided to do a pre test on the breeding bench. Just to make sure all the adjustments were right. She laid down face down on its soft padding. Then reached out and grabbed the handholds in front. There were 3 sets of them, 3 on each side. So she could grab onto them and brace yourself in 3 different positions. Depending on how far she wanted to stretch out her arms. But something wasn’t quite right. The bottom half of her tits were resting on the top of the padding. “Well, this isn’t going to work,” she thought. So she readjusted the front half of the pad back a few inches. Then lay down again. Perfect, her firm DD tits now hung freely below her. With room to swing back and forth, and side to side. Matching the rhythm of the beasts thrusting body.

Next, Tammy checked out the business end of the bench. The back half, where all the intense action was to take place. She was pleased to notice the vertical edge on the very back edge of the bench. This was padded too. So when the larger dogs slammed all their body weight into her. The front of her smooth firm thighs had a soft surface to hit. As the beasts forced in their monstrous knots. The center of the back edge was notched out. To allow for an unobstructed view for the video cameras. She adjusted the back half. So there was a little, but not much room for her upper torso to move back and forth. As far as the height, Tammy decided she’ll just have to wait and see. After all, with the controls, she could adjust this on the fly. Then she giggled to herself, “Unless Terry has over ridden them with his remote control.”

Then she noticed something she didn’t see before. Laying besides the bench, was a “U” shaped thing. Two vertical steel rods, with a padded adjustable bar across the top. She then spotted two anchor holes. One on each side of the bench. And the two steel uprights, fit perfectly into them. First she thought, “What the hell is this for?” It soon dawned on her. Since the front half, and back half of the bench, could be adjusted in height separately. A person could lower the front half. Then place this horizontal bar across the top of your back. Thus holding the top of one’s torso in a lower position. Then raise the back half of the bench up. This would force the bitch to arch her back. Allow for maximum anal penetration. “Damn,” she said to herself, “That Terry thought of everything!”

Next Tammy adjusted the leg spreader. Making sure her legs were spread apart nice and wide. Both her breeding holes need to be completely and fully exposed. So the next cock in line. Can easily and quickly, find a hole too fuck. “I think I’ve got it.” She spoke to herself. She got up, then when down again, onto the bench. Just to make sure it all felt right.