The Pet

It did take me quite a while to adjust to my new work environment. But eventually, after about 3 months of daily usage as human sewer pump, I managed to convince myself enough that I loved to eat feces. It still tasted horrible, but the human body can get used to most things and I didn’t mind the smell anymore as well. The dean had noticed that I stopped struggling with my daily task and at had increased my time spent as a human toilet until I was strapped down for the entire day, but it didn’t help to lower my tolerance. I am not sure whether he was upset about it or content with his work.

My daily schedule during university was simple: In the morning, I got up in my kennel and let Rex mount me and give me my fill of daily doggy cum. After a quick hose-down and some breakfast, I went to university. There I cleaned the toilets and took care of the trash. Once this was done, I was to spend the rest of the day as a human toilet, tied up in the basement. In the evenings, I returned home to my owners. Twice a week, I “helped” out in the sex shop as a an anonymous cumdump. It was a sick and twisted routine, but at least it was a routine.

When spring break finally came, I was told by my owners that they had decided that I was to get a summer job. Neither Master nor Mistress told me more about it. On the first morning, Mistress led from my kennel to the van in the parking lot. 

I was still dressed in my usual dog-gear and since Mistress didn’t make me change told me enough to know that this wasn’t going to be a normal summer job. She locked me in my usual transport cage, and we drove off. I was excited. These trips were always a favorite of mine. Locked in a cage, naked and in bondage gear, not knowing what’s to come was an absolute thrill for me.

It was a long drive. After about two hours, the door to my cage was unlocked and Mistress Ella led me out of the van, holding my leash tightly. As I got out, I found myself in the middle of a grassy clearing surrounded by a dense and beautiful forest. The air was crisp and cool. The gras was still a little wet from the morning dew.

There was a rustic farmhouse in the middle of the clearing, and next to it some barns and stables. The entire area was fenced in. The dirt road, on which we were parked, led from the forest directly onto the driveway of the farmhouse.

Mistress tugged on my leash, signaling to follow her down the road. Obediently, I crawled behind her, feeling the wet grass on my naked body. I felt like a real dog going for walkies. As we reached the farmhouse, I could hear dogs barking and horses neighing in the distance. I felt my locked up dicklet trying to get hard again and felt extremely ashamed of my reaction. What kind of person gets a hard by hearing animal noises?!

We stopped in front of the entrance and Mistress rang the doorbell. Just a moment later the door was opened by a friendly looking old man. He was probably in his 60s. Grey, but full hair at medium length, a grey full beard and a warm smile. His eyes looked friendly. He was pretty heavy and was sporting a considerable beer belly. 

He shook Ella’s hand. “So nice to see you again, Ella!” 

“Likewise, William! It’s been such a long time!” 

The man now identified as William looked at me. “So that’s the puppy you want me to take care of, eh?”, he said. “Yes, indeed. This is our little Trixie, and she is a well-trained bitch.”, Ella explained joyfully. I could feel my face go red from embarrassment, but my dick was already rebelling against its cage again.

William knelt down in front of me and gave me a thoroughly looked at me. He checked my teeth, ran his hands down my body, pinched my nipples to see my reaction and even removed my plug briefly to check my fuckhole. I felt like a piece of meat. Like an object. Just a thing worth its holes and that’s it. It was amazing. 

“Yep, she seems to be a fine specimen. She will be very popular and be a good breeding bitch. You can leave her in my care.”

“That’s what’s I was hoping for.”, Ella explained and handed the leash to my new Master. Panic of abandonment rose up inside me and I began to whine, to the great amusement of both. Mistress turned to me and gave me a kick to the stomach, making me roll on my back in pain. She then placed her dirty heel over my snout forcing me to lick off the dirt of the forest floor. “Quit whining, bitch, I am not abandoning you. William is going to help me with your development and training. I will pick you up once he is satisfied with your progress. Now do as you’re told and obey his every command, understood, bitch?!”

Reliefed and a lot less stressed, I continued to lick her heel while barking happily. With this said, both said goodbye and Mistress left me alone with Master William. We watched her drive off. Then I felt a tug at my leash and William made me follow him into the farmhouse. 

It was a pretty place. Rustic and old-fashioned but pretty. A lot of chesterfield furniture and a nice big fireplace in the living room. It looked like a mixture between a hunting lodge and a mancave. The entire house smelled of fresh coffee and it had really calming and soothing atmosphere. 

William led me into the kitchen and filled a dog bowl with water from the sink, placing it in front of me. He then poured himself a coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. “Drink up, pup, you must be thirsty.”, he said while lighting himself a cigarette. Gratefully, I lapped up the water in my bowl while being watched by the old man.

Once I was finished, I licked the floor clean from any splashes to the amusement of my captor who commented my devotion by calling me a good girl. With a tug to my leash, William made me crawl over to him and sit between his legs. Taking a puff from his cigarette, he opened his pants and got his meaty and massive cock out. 

He didn’t need to say anything. Obediently, I took his schlong in my mouth and between my large ring gag. He sounded satisfied as he leaned back in his chair and taking a sip of his coffee.

“That’s a good girl. Your Mistress has raised you well, pup.” - I blushed a little while working his cock. “That’s enough, pet. I am going to need my stamina later when I am going to rail your ass.” Obediently I stopped but not before giving his cock a cheerful lick. 

I was waiting at my Master’s feet until he had finished his coffee. Afterwards, he gave me a tour of the farm.

We started with the house itself. There was not much to say about it. He explained to me that I will be spending most of my time outdoors as a pet slave, but he enjoys company in the evenings. Therefore, I would be spending the evenings with him as his bitchboy. I would also be permitted to speak when we are together. He seemed a lot softer than my owners, but I would soon find out that I would be desperately needing the little evening breaks.

Next stop was the barn. It was a large but clean building. Well-lit and well maintained. Master kept several different animals there. I saw pigs, goats and cattle. The cattle made me blush, reminding me of my humiliating ear tags. What had me worried most was the unusual inseminating station at the side of the barn which was constructed to hold a human and not an animal. Outfitted with heavy shackles and making sure a person would be held there on all fours ready for breeding with whichever animal Master decided.

William noticed my worried expression. “You know what’s going to happen here, right?” I nodded and gulped. “Remember: You cannot escape your fate.” I nodded again. “Good. You’re already used to dogs. It’s just the next step on your journey on becoming the nastiest animal slut that has ever lived.” I could feel my dick getting hard in its cage again. William was pushing all my buttons with this insult. I was glad that Mistress had brought me here.

Next up were the stables. Master kept several stallions and donkeys there. When I wasn’t on breeding-duty, I would be required to clean out the boxes. Naked of course. Ankles deep in manure. I guess the extreme toilet training has been a success. Most people would retch at this smell but all it did, was making me horny and shamefully, I was wondering if I would be able to taste it.

The last stop for the day were the kennels. Master William told me that the farm used to be mostly for dog breeding. William had taken over about 20 years ago. He kept the kennels and renovated them for his purposes. Now they were inhabited by 2 large Rottweilers and two massive Saint Bernards. Obviously, I would also become their plaything. 

But not today. Although I was eager and horny. All his explanations had left me longing for animal dick and humiliation. Instead, Master William led me back to the house and into the bathroom. 

Meticulously, he removed my devices, leaving me naked except for my chastity cage and piercings. I kept low and all fours although could technically get up now, but I was too afraid to do something wrong. This was a little too much freedom for me to handle around a superior human being. 

“It’s ok. You can stand up, pet.”, he said while holding my hand and guiding me onto my feet. “You are going to need this rest in the evening, trust me. You’re still a slave, you have still no worth and you’re still not free. You’re just being a domestic slave for me when the animals are done raping you.”

I nodded shyly. “You may speak, pet.”, William assured and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Thank you very much, Master. I will make sure not to disappoint you.”, I said looking at the floor. 

“I am sure you won’t, pet. I have heard everything about you from your owners. Now, I want you to get yourself cleaned, take a nice shower and then wait with your legs spread doggystyle on my bed. I am going to fuck you, slut.” 

I blushed and smiled. “Yes, Master. As you wish.”

Taking a shower by myself was weird. I was too used to being hosed down by my owners. However, the hot water felt nice on my skin and being able to use cleaning products was a welcome change. I was worried about this situation and its influence on my submissiveness for a second but looking at the mirror and seeing my tattoos brought me back to reality in now time. 

Clean and naked, I walked over to the bedroom where Master was already waiting in a dressing gown. I crawled onto the bed, spreading my legs wide and presenting my ass for fucking. 

Just a moment later, I could feel his strong and manly hands on my butt, spreading my cheeks. Without any regard for myself, he just spat on my asshole and rammed his prick inside me semi dry, making me twitch like a muppet. I let out a painful moan which turned soon into a cry of pleasure. William was fucking my cunt with firm and hard strokes, pushing my face down into the mattress. I could feel his hairy body on my skin and hear his balls hitting my ass.

I felt like a dumb little bitch getting used by her pimp. I don’t know what had gotten in me – well except for William’s schlong of course - but in a moment of sheer ecstasy, I cried out “harder, daddy!” Prompting an immediate and amused reaction from William who started to give me the pounding of my life.

I am ashamed to say that this fat, old and hairy man gave me the best fucking I have ever had. Also, his stamina was incredible. He penetrated my prostate so hard, that I came twice within 15 minutes until he finally unloaded a barrage of semen into my battered hole, quickly sealing it shut with the largest plug he could find, making sure to give it no rest at all. 

Exhausted and breathing heavily, I turned around and dutifully cleaned his cock off his and my juices. 

He gave me a pat on the head. “Good slut. That was nice. I haven’t had a fuck as good as this in a while.” With this said, he leaned down and gave me a long French kiss. 

I looked at him bamboozled. “Let’s go down to the living room and have a little talk, shall we, slut?”