She knew she shouldn’t have tried to put on human clothes and she definitely knew she shouldn’t have tried putting on make-up. Her master had caught her in the act, and to remind her of her place, pushed up her skirt and pushed himself into her asshole.
"Get back on the floor where you belong."
Sometimes you need to teach your pet that they aren’t a person anymore. After he caught her trying to talk with a woman, as if she still had rights, he decided to publicly show her what she was. Right in the middle of their conversation, he ripped down her jeans and pushed his cock deep into her asshole, cutting her sentence off mid-stream. He won’t be returning her human clothing. Dogs don’t wear clothes.
The two eighteen year olds were a waste anyway, they had flunked chemistry completely, so why give them another chance? They were much better at their new job, the teacher realized: being bent over and fucked like the bitches in heat they were becoming. He pulled the two students panties down for the last time, they wouldn’t need clothes anymore.
She was someone’s daughter once. Dignified. Tailored suits every day. And now? Now she spent her time naked except for her ridiculous pet outfits, crawling on the marble floor of her master’s house. No school, no job, just crawling with her ass in the air, begging to be mounted like the rutting bitch she was.
Maybe he had gone too far, but how could he pass up the opportunity to force his two least-favorite teachers to suck his cock and crawl around naked for his amusement? He laughed as the two women, who had repeatedly failed him in his Calculus and Chemistry classes raised their sopping wet cunts in the air for him to mount. He whistled, and the two dogs crawled forward.
Rachel wasn’t even given time to react. Once she began to feel the drugs kick in, her mind ran blank, but she could already feel the clothes being torn off of her. The denim of her jeans ripping. The cock pushing into her asshole. She tried to think: “wasn’t she supposed to be doing something?” She had fleeting memories of a life that seemed a thousand years ago. Paperwork. An office. Her coworker. Now, all that she had was the present. The cock in her ass, the sound of her own barking, the way she felt as a dog.
Even though she was about to have a litter of puppies, the dog that used to be his wife still raised her sopping wet rump in the air for him to mount. What a complete whore she’s become, he thought, laughing, as he slipped his cock into her waiting asshole.
He had to laugh as he walked into the room and saw the two girls, their rumps in the air, cunts dripping down their legs. Their minds had been so wiped that they would even take sex from his dog, he realized! Even though the woman on the right was his wife and the one on his left was her sister, he didn’t really feel bad. They were pathetic dogs now.
Jackie had really fallen as of late. Two weeks ago, she was a high up corporate lawyer at Price Waterhouse, but now she spent most of her time completely nude and chained in her stall. Her master would come in from time to time to fuck her while she presented her ass on all fours. He was gracious enough to soap her up whenever he came by, or leave her a bucket for her puppy messes. She was pathetic.