Owned

Lita had just finished getting ready to go out for the night and was looking in the mirror to see if she approved of the reflection. She had long wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, and full pouty lips. Her 5’2 frame was heightened by heels as usual and a black sequined mini dress tightly wrapped around her petite body and small but beautifully rounded and perky breasts. She smiled and decided she looked pleasing enough. She poured herself a drink and turned on the TV to pass the time while she got a little tipsy before leaving for the party.

A couple of drinks later she heard a slight noise behind her and quickly turned her head to see what had produced the sound, her eyes caught a flash of sudden movement and then everything went black.


Lita woke up in what seemed to be some kinda shop, the walls were ridged metal and there were various tools laying about. Her head hurt extremely bad and she was immediately cold, still only wearing the mini dress, the cement floor was hard and freezing to her skin and her shoes were nowhere to be seen. Without much thought she quickly jumped up to her feet in an attempt to sporadically run outside of this place. However, before she even took 5 bounds she was harshly ripped back to the floor by a tether that was connected to a collar around her neck. She choked and coughed for awhile and her hands went up to finger the leather collar around her now sore neck. She broke into wild sobs of fright and tried to tear at the collar…in the midst of all this panic lights flashed on, brightening the previously dim building, Lita heard jingling and immediately after saw two large Doberman Pinscher’s run up to her. Lita automatically screamed as the dogs started licking her face, she slightly calmed once she realized they weren’t going to attack her. She saw that the two dogs were wearing collars almost identical to her own, only they each had name tags dangling from there’s; Drake and Tiberius. Plain shock and confusion temporarily silenced her cries.

At hearing footsteps Lita looked up to see a man walk towards here with a slight but cruel smile on his face, as if he had just made a clever joke at someone’s expense.
“Who are you?!! What do you want with me? Please let me go! Let me go!” Lita began screaming frantically which was immediately answered by the two dogs starting to growl and bare their teeth at her. Noticing this Lita stopped and was gasping for air, tears streaming down her face, she relinquished a final and diminished “Please…help me.”

“Good job, boys. Drake..Tiberius…here” The man said calmly while pulling two dog treats out of his suit pocket. The dogs came over to retrieve the treats and the man stroked each one one of them lovingly behind the ears for a moment, then he looked down towards Lita…his cold eyes narrowing in on her.

“You’ll learn quickly that my dogs don’t take kindly to screaming…if you want some advice, I’d make as little noise as possible.” He walked towards her and roughly put his hand under her chin and forced her face upwards to look at her closely.

“Let’s get this established right here and now…I kidnapped you from your apartment, and you are now mine. Simple as that. You will take everything that I wish to subject you to. And maybe after some time, I’ll let you free…but that won’t be for quite awhile so I wouldn’t worry about it. I can’t stress this enough…don’t plead or beg for your freedom because you won’t get it and you’ll only annoy me. You are my possession now. You exist basically as furniture…even my two dogs outrank you. Got it?”

Lita just let out some more frantic sobs…she couldn’t believe this was happening to her. No, it couldn’t…she’ll wake up soon or this will be just some sick joke. She felt sick…oh god, this was real. Instinctually she let out more whimpers and a nearly inaudible “Pll…ease.”
She was responded to by a sharp slap in the face by the man.

“I won’t tell you again…just shut up. Don’t speak unless spoken to and refer to me always as “Master.” Do I make myself clear?” He emphasized his question with a threatening jerk on her tether.

She took a couple seconds to speak, her mouth not wanting to work correctly, “Y—Yes, Master” She looked down at the ground still crying.

“Good, good. Now what shall we name this little bitch?” The man she only knew as Master said, more to the dogs than to her. “Hmmm, a good name will come to me eventually…for now just ‘bitch’ will work.”

“First things first, take those fucking clothes off, bitch! You’re not good enough for clothes. Clothes are for people not worthless pets!” He yelled at her.

It took Lita a second to react but out of fear she quickly unzipped herself out of the dress…she hadn’t been wearing a bra but she hesitated when it came to her black panties.
Master saw this hesitation and quickly leaned out and pinched her cold hard nipple extremely hard and even twisted it slightly.
Lita let out a small yelp, hindered by the previous warning about the dogs being trained to lash out against loud noise.
She quickly pulled her panties down her legs, around her feet, and let them lay on the floor. She tried to keep her legs losed out of embarrassment but the man roughly kicked her knees apart.

“No, let’s see the bitch’s pussy. I need to inspect what kinda bitch I own.” He gruffly demanded.

She helplessly held her knees open as she sat naked on the cold cement.

“Well, at least your shaved…stand up and get on this table so I can have a better look.” He ordered.

She quickly got to her feet and pulled herself up onto the rough work table. Master unlocked the tether around her collar and pushed her back onto the table so she was laying flat on it. He roughly spread her legs.
He began pulling her cunt lips apart and prodding at her clit as well as stretching her lips by pulling them roughly. Out of nowhere he delivered a sharp slap directly to her pussy, causing her to jerk in pain and bring her knees up. He quickly grabbed her legs and slammed them back into their former position.
Lita out of fear, murmured a panicked apology.

He ignored her and started toying with her stiff nipples…pulling them and roughly pinching them. And then he moved down to her asshole and started prodding it.
“Have you ever been fucked in your ass, bitch?” He demanded.

Lita surprised by the question quickly said, “No…never.”

He smiled cruelly, “We’ll definitely fix that.”

Lita started to protest but realized it would be futile.
” Well, let’s see how wet you get…start rubbing yourself.” He stated nonchalantly.

“Wh–what?” Lita asked, in a state of shock.

His hand shot out and swiftly and strongly pinched her clit. Lita let out a tiny scream. “You fucking heard me…don’t play innocent, you dirty little bitch.”

Tears once again started pouring out of her eyes as her hand slowly and awkwardly started rubbing her clit.
Master just stood back and watched as if he were a judge in a contest.
“You’re not stopping til you get wet…so put some fucking feeling into it, you dumb whore.” He said in a low voice.

Lita closed her eyes and tried to focus…she could feel the cold air on her naked pussy and this strange man’s eyes…before long her touch began to stir up pleasurable feelings and she felt her cunt begin to grow damp. She kept her eyes closed and quickened her pace, after awhile she felt a warm gush of cum push out of her cunt hole and her clit was now large and swollen.

“Stick a finger in, bitch, then show me how wet you are.” He demanded.

Lita forced her finger into her slippery snatch and began to slowly fuck herself, and then she pulled it back out to show the man.