Message-ID: <5295eli$9710311115@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hinkannj36@aol.com (HinkaNNJ36) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Meel Shall Inherit the Shaft (2 of 3, dom) by Hinka Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971031022800.VAA20747@ladder01.news.aol.com> The Meek Shall Inherit the Shaft Part 2 of 3. When we last left our submissive heroes, they were locked in a cage by the sadistic Tracy and equally cruel Bob. Can they escape their aluminum cell? Do they want too? Amy continues the tale. When Tracy came for us the next morning, we were very stiff and smelly. She led us out of the cage and with our backs together, attached our wrist restraints to each other. We walked this way to the bathroom. Once there she released our restraints and told us to clean up. She left, locking the door behind her. The warm water felt so good. In spite of our predicament John was getting an erection toweling me dry. I knelt down and lovingly took his sore cock in my mouth. Sucking on the tip while stroking his shaft, it didn't take him long to shoot his load down my throat. Tracy opened the door just in time to see me licking off the last traces of cum. "Enough of that", she said smiling. "Me and Bob want to talk to you. We're going to make you an offer you can't refuse". Wrapped in towels, she led us into the kitchen. Bob was there dressed in a business suit. There were documents spread out on the table before him. "OK", Bob said, "here's the deal. You will serve us for one full year. Be our slaves and do everything we say without question. In return we'll pay the bills on your apartment and let you live here. After one year we'll pay you $200,000 for your services. Talk it over then sign these papers saying you agree". John asked about our relatives and friends. Bob said we will leave a message on our answering machine saying, I got a large advance on an art project and we had to leave the country right away, and we wouldn't be back for a long time. "What if we don't sign", John asked. Bob became very angry. "If you don't agree, I'll see to it you never work again! I'll buy your apartment complex and throw you out on the street. I have friends who will swear we were with them last night, just in case you get any ideas. In short I'll ruin you and your pretty wife! Are you going to sign or not"? I nodded my approval to John. He picked up a pen and signed were Bob indicated. I then signed beneath him. "Good", said Bob happily. "Now that that's done I'm off to work. Tracy will take care of you now. Remember obey her or else". With that he shoved the papers in his briefcase and left. Tracy brought us into the master bath. She took away our towels and had me sit on a chair. John she directed into the shower. She went to the closet and took out a long hose. One end she connected to the shower spigot. Telling john to get his hands up, she latched him to cuffs hanging from the stall ceiling. She then lifted his feet up and put them in restraints attached to the wall. He was now dangling over the tub, obviously in pain. Tracy slapped his ass and told him he'd get use to it. She called me over and told me to watch. Greasing up the hose with KY, she inserted it in his ass. She kept pushing it in until she came to a black mark etched on the side. I figure at least a foot went inside. John was moaning loudly. Tracy set the shower dial to warm and turned on the water. I could hear the water going through the hose. I pictured Johns bowels filling up. He was moaning much louder now. Tracy saw my concern and patted my head. "It's all right dear", she assured me. "The water is going in very slow. It will build up only so much before John starts expelling it. He'll start cramping then the water will find it's way out. Isn't that right John. Can you feel the cramping? Is it painful dear? After a while you'll come to love it. By the size of your erection I see you're learning already. Ah, I see the water coming out now. Here Amy, hold the hose so he can't push it out". Taking the hose I saw chunks of brown shit coming out of Johns ass and falling into the tub. This was followed by brown water which eventually ran clear. "You can take it out now", instructed Tracy. "He's clean enough. Let him hang there a while until its all expelled. Then take the hose and rinse out the tub. Let him down easy. He'll be a little wobbly. When your done come into the bedroom". With that Tracy left and I was alone to deal with John. My poor dear was almost sobbing. Despite the pain, he was sporting a tremendous hardon. I rinsed and took him down as instructed. He fell into the tub sobbing. I know I should have felt sorry for him but I was too turned on by his humiliation. I felt my pussy and couldn't believe how wet I was! I helped John up and we went into the bedroom. Tracy was sitting on the bed naked. She told me that from now on, every Friday morning, I was to give John his weekly enema. A large towel was on the bed, which I was told to lie on face up. She parted my legs so my pussy was totally exposed. Going over to the dresser, she brought back a basin filled with hot water and a washcloth. Ringing it out she placed it over my pussy. She then took some of the water and poured It over the washcloth. I winced as the water was very hot. Walking to the bathroom, she returned with a razor, baby powder and shaving cream. She took off the washcloth and told John to shave my pussy. If all the hairs weren't off, she promised a severe punishment. John seemed to enjoy it as he fondled my pussy, trying to get all the hairs on my outer lips. Finally finished, he dried me off and applied baby powder. Admiring his handiwork Tracy patted him on the head. "Everyday John", Tracy cooed," Every day I want you to shave Amy. Make sure she's as smooth as she is now". With that she stroked my pussy to feel my smooth skin. Sticking a finger inside she seemed pleased at my wetness. "We'll have to do something about that hot little pussy", she grinned, "John I want you to fuck Amy. Fill her pussy with cum. Ram into her hard and deep. I'm going to get something. Don't cum till I return. Start now". With that, John rammed his dick into my juicy cunt. While Tracy was gone he had to stop now and then to control himself from cumming. I got a little mischievous and pinched his nipples whenever he stopped. Tracy returned pulling something behind her. It was Bantor, their German shepherd. Tracy smiled and told John to cum. He rammed in and out of me furiously, finally squirting his seed deep inside me. Tracy told john to kneel over me so I could clean off his gooey cock. As I was cleaning Johns cock I could feel Bantors cold nose making its way into my pussy. His long thick tongue started lapping up my juices, reaching all the way into my pee hole. Tracy then directed Bantors tongue on my clit. I started moaning loudly as the rough tongue licked my swollen nub. Pulling my pussy wide open, I screamed as my orgasm began to build. I shuddered and shook in ecstasy as my body tensed, releasing a flood of liquid that Bantor eagerly lapped up. Tracy seemed pleased by all this. She directed john to get off the bed and stand in the corner. "Poor Bantor",said Tracy. "You have him so hot from eating you out. Look he's unsheathed his prick. Get down her Amy. Put your head under his belly and suck him off. Make sure he cums and you take in every drop". I got down under Bantor held his cock and begin to suck . His prick was around eight inches long, thin and wet. He tried humping my face so Tracy held him still. I could feel his dick in my throat and his oozing cum as it trickled down. I felt his prick knot up inside, almost choking me. Eventually his knot loosened and his dick began to retreat. I sucked hard as it pulled out, trying to savor the last few drops. I was so hot when Tracy touched my clit I came again, almost immediately. "My little slut", Tracy murmured. "I'm going to have lots of fun with you". She walked over to John and told him to get down on all fours. She then took a black cock sheath and stretched it over his dick and balls, pulling it tight. She attached a dog collar to his neck while nipple clamps dug into his tender tits. These she attached string to and laced them through his collar. He now had a thin, but affective, leash leading to his sore nipples. "Bantor is my dog", snapped Tracy. "From now on you'll be my husbands pet. Lets see what you can do. Roll over. Chew on my slipper. Beg for me. That's a good puppy. Oh, I almost forgot a couple things". Tracy left and returned with two large fishing weights. These she looped on the tit clamps. John screamed as his tits became grossly distended. A sharp slap on this ass made him shut up. Tracy then got a huge butt plug with a long fur tail at the base. "All doggies need a tail to wag", she said. "This will look so cute. Open your ass for me John. This might hurt a little". With one savage thrust she pushed the non greased plug up his ass. John gave out a sharp cry and fell to the floor whimpering. "Look at your hubby Amy", Tracy gloated. "I've made him into a pathetic little doggie right before your eyes. Get up John. On all fours. Prance around for us. Wiggle your cute little tale". Tracy laughed as John paraded around the room. I couldn't help but laugh also as his new tail flopped from side to side as the weights dangled from his chest. "Go into the hall John", Tracy commanded. "I want you to practice going up and down the stairs on all fours. Bob will be so pleased. He's always wanted a dog. I'm sure Bantor will also enjoy his new dogmate". When Bob got home that evening he spent the whole night playing with John, who he renamed Snoopy. He made Snoopy roll over, fetch, eat from a dog bowl and beg for food. He took Snoopy out back and watched him pee through his new cock sheath. Bob made him dig a hole with his "paws". He then pulled the plug from his ass and watched as he pooped in the hole, making him cover it with dirt afterwards. Tracy joined in the fun by sitting on Snoopy and riding him around the yard. She constantly pulled on his tit leash making him yelp at every turn. When it was time to retire, they had us go down into the basement. Snoopy was ordered on his back. Tracy sat on his head with her pussy smothering Snoopy's face. Bob got down next to Snoopy holding his legs against the floor. Bob told me to sit on Snoopy's chest. Tracy turned her head to me and said, "The worst part of nipple punishment is when there removed and the blood flows back in. I want you to yank one of the clamps off, wait 10 seconds then yank the other one. I want to feel your hubby screaming into my pussy and bucking underneath me. Ready. Pull the first one off". As I pulled off the nipple clamp I could feel Snoopy thrashing under me. I imagined how he must be screaming into Tracy's cunt. All I could hear was a muffled cry. He calmed down just in time for the other clamp to be removed. Tracy was fucking his face wildly now. I could hear his cries every time Tracy's pussy cleared his mouth, only to be smothered again when she pushed down. Once Tracy climaxed Snoopy was put in his unlocked cage for the night. Bob filled up the dog bowl and dish and placed it alongside the cage. Bob apologized that he would have to share with Bantor until he got his own doggy bowls. I walked over to Snoopy and patted his head goodnight. The three of us went upstairs to the bedroom. Tracy laid me across the foot of the bed as her and Bob tucked themselves in. Tracy's dainty foot found my mouth and I sucked eagerly. Bob's foot nestled against my cunt. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, with Tracy's toe still in my mouth. Please send me feedback. I can be reached at HinkaNNJ36@aol.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /