You’re a filthy bitchdog….a happy, obedient slutpuppy. You love walking on all fours and barking, wagging your tail and panting when you’ve been a good girl…getting your belly rubbed and your dripping cunt teased by your Master, you depraved fuckslut. You only want to be a good dog to your Master, you love being his pet, and it gets you so wet and excited when he pets you, you cock-hungry slut….You want to act like a dog….you need to wrap yourself around your Master’s leg and grind your soaked pussy against it, whimpering and begging like the bitch in heat you are for Master to fuck you senseless. You love feeling the tug of the leash on your collar as I walk you, you crave the touch of my hand as I pet you, rubbing and patting your body and making your hind leg thump. You shudder in desire at the feel of your tail, wagging it back and forth as you think only of being a good dog for Master……bark for your Owner, brainless fuckslut puppygirl. Bark and become the pet bitchdog your body so craves to be…

You belong to me, bitchdog. You are mine to do with as I want and you love it. You want me to dominate you, to tie you down to your bed and fuck your pussy, your ass, and your mouth over and over until you can’t even think. You crave the feeling of being covered in my cum, happily licking yourself all over to taste it. Thinking of my thick throbbing cock gets you so horny you just want to strip down and masturbate, no matter where you are. If I told you to wear a dog collar with a tag saying “Master’s Fuckpet”, you would do so, getting wetter and wetter the long you wear it. You want me to order you around, you need my orders so badly that just the thought of getting a command from me brings you close to an orgasm…..you are my brainless, obedient little bitchdog.

I’m going to reduce you into nothing but a ravenous, idiot little bitchdog. Just some sopping wet pleasure toy for my amusement, lead around on a mongrel’s leash and constantly fucked silly.You know you want to be kept on a leash on all fours at my side, completely naked save for a collar showing my ownership of you….only let off your leash to be used in any way I see fit…you’re dripping wet just from thinking about it, arent you bitchdog? That’s why you asked me to make you wet and beg…because deep down you knew that you wanted to be completely and utterly OWNED. You are nothing! Nothing but a brainless bitchdog that I decided to own! Understand, mutt? Now picture me walking you down the street, you naked and on all fours leashed and with your buttplug tail in, then I grab your hips and thrust hard into you, my thick throbbing cock slamming into your tight quivering pussy as I claim you as my slutty bitchdog while you bark and beg for more!

You love the thought of being treated like a dog, don’t you? To be completely degraded and humiliated, forced to walk on all fours, wagging your ass with your pussy on full display for all to see as your Master walks you. You get wet at the very thought of being told to bark, to roll over and have your belly rubbed while you thump your hind leg, your tounge hanging out the side of your mouth as you pant happily, eagerly awaiting the chance to hump your Master’s leg in wanton lust, a filthy mongrel bitch in heat!

You want to be a good bitchdog, don’t you girl? You want to make you Master pleased with you, like any filthy mutt would. It gets your tight little mongrel cunt so soaked when I give you an order, wimpering and pawing at me to give you attention, to follow commands like a good little slutpuppy, because you want Master to own you, to treat you as nothing more than a slutty mongrel bitch that he found out on the streets, backing your pussy up against my leg and grinding against it, howling and panting in pure animalistic desire….admit it, bitchdog, and Master will treat you like the slutty worthless puppy you know you are…

Does the little bitch want to bark for her Master like a good doggy, hmm? I know you must be soaked, fucktoy, so why don’t you just get rid of those clothes…after all, bitches in heat like you don’t need clothes, do they? All you need a a collar around your neck with a dog tag attached, telling everyone whose pathetic brainless bitchdog in heat you are. In fact, you need a good bitchdog name, don’t you? omething like Mutt or Fifi? Would you like that, bitchdog? Huh, would ya?

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Dragging you to the middle of the room, I tie your wrists and ankles togther behind your back, strapping a ball gag into your mouth as well as blindfolding you. Once that was done, I lower a chain from the ceiling, hooking to the thick rope I used to tie you up and lifting you up into the air, leaving you hanging from the ceiling with your head and pussy even with my waist. “You messed up bad, you naughty pathetic slave!” I warn, pulling out two vibrators and ramming it into your pussy and ass, strapping them into you before pinching each of your nipples between two small egg vibrators. “Now, I’m going to have to break you over and over until you learn…” I whisper in your ear, turning on all the vibrators slowly increasing their speed and power to the highest settings, “Master’s word is law.” I finsh, rubbing my thumb against your cunt while running a finger slowly up your spine.

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