It was a rainy day about 5 PM in the evening. I was driving from town after an early supper to my cottage on Lake McMurray. About 5 miles before my turnoff to the lake there was a hitchhiker by the side of the road. It was not a main road so it was unusual to see a hitchhiker. It was raining hard so I could not see very well. When I stopped I could see that it was a young woman who was very wet and crying. She said please sir, will you help me? I have nowhere to sleep tonight. Of course I was willing to help a woman in distress. I took her to my cottage. The cottage was small, a one bedroom on a lake but at this time of year it was very isolated because most cottages were only lived in during the summer months. I lived alone.
When we came inside, I could see she was very cold and wet. I suggested that she take a warm shower and I would put her clothes in the dryer. There is my robe in the bathroom you could wear when you get out. Because I was over 65 she must have felt safe, so she agreed. I heated up some soup for her to eat when she got out of the shower. I was surprised that her clothes included no underwear or bra. After she ate the soup, I asked her what had happened. She began her story.
She told me that her parents were very poor and two years ago, when I was 18 and had just graduated from high school, I married a man I did not know very well to partly help out my parents. The marriage was fine for about three months but then he changed and started coming home drunk and physically abusing me. The abuse progressed until he would lock me in a room without windows so I could not escape. When he did come home later drunk, he would violently sexually abuse me. It got worse, he told me that he had a gambling problem and was deeply in debt to a dangerous man. To help pay off the debt he needed to rent out my body to the man. I said I would never let him. He beat me, tied my hands and feet, gagged me, and put me in the car.
He drove me to the man's house and carried me in. The man was glad to see me all tied up. He cut off my clothes and tied my hands to a chain hanging from the ceiling. He spanked my butt, tits, and pussy with a paddle, while my husband watched. He then asked my husband to stick a 12 inch dildo in my pussy and lift it, until my feet were off the floor. Next he had him repeat it, this time with the dildo in my anus. The gag stifled my screams. The man said good, now he could leave and your debt is paid as long as I remained in his house. I was left hanging there all night.
The next day my training began, a dog choke chain was put around my neck and padlocked to a leash. I was to be his dog and crawl around the house on my hands and knees. I was always naked. I was fed and watered from bowls on the floor and he put a small dildo with leather strings on the end into my anus to look like a tail. I could not speak to him. I needed to beg for water in my bowl by sticking my nose in his crotch until he took out his penis and I sucked it. To beg for food, I stuck my ass in the air and barked and he would fuck me. I was fed dog chow and table scraps. To get the scraps I had to put my arms around his neck while he sucked my tits. If I needed to go to the toilet, I had to bark a certain way and he would take me there. After I pooped and wiped my butt I had to wrap toilet paper around my fingers and clean the inside of my anus. I then had to soap up my ass and vagina with my fingers and use a squeeze bottle containing water to wash out the soap. He would finger fuck my anus and vagina and smell his fingers to see if they were clean. I had to lick his fingers.
He would command me by using one or two word commands like up, for up on my knees, down for back on all fours, stand, to stand up, dance, to wiggle my ass, pussy, and tits in front of him. Sex commands were his body part followed by my body part. Like cock suck, suck tits, cock pussy, cock ass, finger ass, which is different from ass finger, where I stick my finger in his ass. I was not allowed on the household furniture without being invited. He would lock my leash to a table or chair if I was to be left alone in a room.
He would often stand me up, tie my hands together with the leash, and tie the leash to a hook on the ceiling. He would then pull the dildo out of my anus, make me lick the handle, and he would use the dildo as a whip. He would whip me in the most sensitive areas, nipples, pussy, and ass. He clipped weights to my nipples and pussy lips to stretch them. The most serious thing he did was put a vacuum pump on my clitoris that caused it to swell and stick out from its hood. He put a loop around my hood and tightened it so it couldn't withdraw. He left the vacuum there for hours. When it was removed my clitoris had grown in size and stayed swollen outside of its hood. In this state it was very sensitive to touch. He would tease me by licking it and squeezing it but never enough to allow me to have an orgasm. When he released me from the hook and reinserted my tail, he wanted me to hump his leg to get any relief. If he saw me using my hands to masturbate, he would punish me. He had turned me into a nymphomaniac who went around the house humping the furniture.
Sometimes, he invited friends over to show me off. This was particularly humiliating. He would bring me in on the leash and command me to stand before them. He would pinch my tits and point out my large nipples. He would turn me around and bend over and pull out my dildo tail and spread my cheeks to show my enlarged anus. He then would spank my ass with the dildo tail, before reinserting it. He would then have me turn towards them and spread my pussy lips and show off my swollen clitoris. He would then poke it and it would stand up like a small boner. He told them that I was now fully aroused and I wanted to be fucked or to masturbate. But he said, I will not let her. I call my dog Heat, and I want to keep her in heat all day. He put the leash between my legs rubbing on my clit and up my back and under the choke collar. He now said down and I got on my hands and knees. Now when he pulled on the leash it would tighten on my clit and I would lift my hips up and down to increase the rubbing. He then walked me around on my hands and knees stopping before each sitting guest and said stand, suck tits. I had to put my arms around their necks and rub my tits on their mouths and hump their legs.
He then said since you all have given her pleasure by allowing her to hump your legs. She will now give you pleasure with a lap dance, one at a time. Take your clothes off and sit back down. Don't worry about getting sloppy seconds, she will show you how she cleans her holes after having sex. You will tell her what you want by using hand signs. For example, If you want her to rub your cock and balls and suck them, you will point to your cock and balls and then her hand and mouth. If you want to finger fuck her pussy and suck her clit, you will point to your finger and your mouth and then her pussy. You will only get 30 minutes each. Afterwards I want you to judge her performance. If she does not please you, we will punish her. He removed my leash from my pussy and my dido tail and I did all that they commanded. They did whip me with my dildo tail but not very hard.
At night I would sleep on a dog bed on the floor by his bed leashed to the bedpost. If he called out Heat, the leash was long enough to allow me to climb onto the bed and crawl over his body so he could suck my tits, and fuck my pussy, mouth, and anus, as he desired. When he was done, I was to return to my dog bed. I had learned that if I clipped my pussy lips closed It would protect my sensitive clitoris so I could sleep at night. I had taken one of his pussy lip clips and removed the weights and secretly hid it in my dog bed and used it for this purpose.
I was always planning my escape. One night he came to bed very drunk and passed out on the bed without removing his clothes. I was still leashed to the bed but I knew where the keys were to unlock the leash but could not reach them. He seemed sound asleep, I stood up and removed his shoes and shoelaces. I wrapped part of my leash around one of his hands and tied his leashed hand to the bed frame with a shoelace. I then pulled the leash across his body and wrapped his other hand with the leash and tied it to the bed frame with the other shoelace. I then went up by his head and picked up a mostly full whiskey bottle from the bed stand. I leaned over and shoved the bottle in his mouth and held it there with all my weight. He struggled but with his hands and waist tied to the bed he could not push me off. He choked to death with the whiskey bottle draining in his mouth.
I removed the bottle and wiped my fingerprints from the bottle and put it in his hand. I then unwrapped the leash from his hands untying the shoelaces. I could lift the corner of the bed and by using my foot could slowly slide the looped locked leash out from under the bedpost. I went over to where the keys were kept and unlocked the choke chain. For the first time since I entered the house, I was free.
I went back to the bed and put the laces back in his shoes and put them back on his feet. I removed the dog bed and leash and put them in a closet. I hoped that when someone found his body they would think that he died by drowning in his own whiskey induced vomit. I expected that anyone who knew about his slave dog would never admit to it. I found some clothes to wear and escaped the house. After a long walk, that's when you found me hitchhiking on the road.
