The morning sun rose.
I climbed into bed, maneuvering in a way to not disturb the chains. I tried my best to stay quiet. In spite of my efforts, links rattled, and the chains rang true. I held my breath.
Terumi was easily woken. If the sun was too bright, his eyes snapped open. If birds chirped by the balcony, he rolled over and cursed. And if I so much as squeaked, he was on my ass.
To be clear, it wasn't the phrase where one gave another a hard time. Terumi literally fucked my ass, and instead of hard time, he used hard cock.
I had enough problems.
Luckily, atop the kingly mattress snored Terumi. He remained asleep but had kicked off the blanket and comforter as usual. He rarely stayed cold when I warmed his bed.
In the past few months, I'd learned his habits, and there wasn't a night without sex. Fancying himself funny, he referenced my fire arts as the culprit.
What was the crime? I was too hot.
The clown blamed me for getting his dick hard.
Terumi scratched his balls without a care, itching through striped boxer briefs. He was otherwise nude, though he wore infinitely more than I did.
I remained butt naked. He preferred it that way. I was easier to fuck with my tits and ass out, and he fucked me plenty. With my body under his thumb, I couldn't say no. I was ripe for a raping.
Slinking forward, I settled between Terumi's legs which, unfortunately, wasn't the worst place. Until recently, I had lived in a dog crate tucked in the bedroom corner. I shivered recalling the early weeks. His blatant disregard chilled me.
Since then, I played the role of pet, and the wire cage acted as my home. Like the collar cinched around my neck, it was multiple sizes too small. I had never been more defenseless, and little made him harder than a bitch huddled naked in a crate.
Terumi carved a fear deep inside me, and cock was his weapon of choice. I wasn't going anywhere in the near future. At this rate, I wasn't certain I had one.
With a scowl, I bundled my hair up in a ponytail.
I began the long day.
As I pressed my face to Terumi's crotch, I nuzzled my cheek to the briefs. He was a grower. His rod enlarged, and a bulge swelled.
An overnight musk seeped through. Once I rolled his underwear down to his knees, the aroma wafted from the source, and my eyes lolled from the smell. My breath quickened. It had a distinctly sexual edge, and I huffed the stench.
"Fuck me," I muttered, gulping.
What was once disgust morphed, devolving into desire, and the addiction plaguing me reared its ugly head. I inadvertently swallowed.
Then I sucked dick.
Swirling my tongue on and around the cock's head, I lapped at every nook, cranny, and fold. I cleared each inch of his rod with diligence, licking until it was wet in saliva.
I gasped, letting my tongue hang. I started to pant. The excess drool caused vulgar slurps to sound out, yet it was out of my control. I'd grown progressively lewder as Terumi ravished my body. He made me a whore.
If I wasn't thorough, a revolting buildup awaited. Whether one called the result smegma, dick cheese, or otherwise, it didn't matter. I serviced Terumi twenty-four seven. I was the cunt who dealt with it.
As I worked him, twisting my tongue like a seasoned slut, the drug kicked into overdrive. Reluctant sucking turned into voluntary blowing, and his cock became almost delectable in taste and texture. I throated him in an instant, voluntarily choking on dick.
While a moan escaped my lips, I inwardly groaned, wondering how long the effect lasted. Even if I escaped the chains that bound me, I was locked down. I'd come crawling, and the reason was semen.
Whatever the case, I stayed in hopes of a fix, and the product was his cum. Terumi fed me his seed for so long that I vomited anything else. I couldn't leave, and the thought sickened me until I needed another hit.
And I required one now.
"Fuck me," I said again, knowing how wrong this was.
The collar strained as I took him in. Rather, the shaft expanded inside my throat. His cock left little room. Because I rarely gagged, I went further. I was desperate for cum.
My mouth enveloped his rod, and pressed to Terumi's crotch, the flat of my nose scrunched like a pig. I sharply inhaled, following the treasure trail. His pubes tickled my upper lip.
Life was good. It was good for him, at least.
My life had been reduced to sucking and fucking. I was a Taimanin no longer.
Terumi snoozed on the back of my efforts. At most, he let out a satisfied grunt. He loved waving his cock and pissing on me as thanks. These tits were a walking toilet for him.
Every morning, I asked myself a single question: What was he subjecting me to today?
I hardly wanted to find out.
Getting him off early was for my own wellbeing, and killing Terumi's sex drive before he rose was key. Though I was known for being rash, I wasn't stupid. I took care when necessary. And with said care, I polished his knob.
I blinked.
At the first whiff of precum, something awoke inside me, and a hunger beckoned. I wiped saliva from my chin. I recalled the years of training and tried to resist. It was futile.
Beaten and broken, Terumi had worn me down. All bets were off. I transformed into a mindless beast and, like a sex-starved animal, threw care out the window.
I devoured his cock.
Up and down I bobbed, wringing the rod dry despite how wet I made it. Below, my pussy was sluiced in its own juice. His balls reeked of overnight sweat.
There was no prettying the description. For a woman once at the top, with fire and power at her fingertips, sucking cock was degrading. I had dropped to the opposite end of the spectrum.
I was just a whore now.
A line of spit followed as I gasped, trailing my lips. After catching my breath, I took Terumi's nuts into my mouth. I stroked him off and watched when precum leaked from the tip. The cock twitched, and a tiny spurt erupted. I almost jumped Terumi on the spot.
I instead jacked him harder, fondling his balls. My tongue ran along the wrinkled sack. I ignored the rough texture of hair poking through because, willing or unwilling, I needed what those balls provided.
It was the drugs, I thought. I was not enjoying this.
Whether he woke or not no longer mattered, and seeing his cock twitch again, I wrapped my mouth around the tip once more. I wasn't wasting one bit.
Something then pressed down on the back of my head.
"What do we have here?" Terumi said.
He gave his hips a thrust, and cock hit the back of my throat. Terumi turned the blowjob into a vicious face fuck.
Tears brimmed as I felt bruised back there. Swallowing was going to hurt, but I persisted, moaning like a little slut. I sucked and sucked, and he fucked and fucked in response.
"Stupid bitch." Terumi petted my head with a demeaning touch. "Do better, and maybe I'll rape that loose cunt of yours."
My ass lifted high and wiggled, pleading for dick. And with nothing but sex in mind, I masturbated for his pleasure, jamming fingers into my pussy.
I really was a stupid bitch.
"You have it bad, slut." He pinched my nostrils shut. "Let's see how bad it is."
Starved for cock, his cum fulfilled me.
I sucked him off in a newfound fervor.
Fingering the wet hole harder, lewd noises squelched from both my mouth and cunt. In and out they went, repeated over and over. It hastened by the minute.
"Get over here," he said.
Terumi yanked me by the hair. When he jerked me up onto his body, his cock popped out of my mouth. I cried out, missing it already. But when the shaft grazed my cunt, I nearly creamed.
As I melted into his arms, my breasts squished against his chest. They were heavy yet soft and smothered him whole. My nipples stiffened taut, but they always were.
Terumi brushed a pube off my chin in an almost loving manner. Then he grabbed my tits, groping them with a roughness privileged to men. He sent a thrilling jolt straight to my pussy.
Only he had the strength to bend me to his will.
His lips pressed to mine, and the contact sealed my fate. Terumi's hands roamed. He gave my breasts a casual slap, the humiliation a norm, before digging fingers into my asscheek. Terumi groped me to his cock's content.
"Please!" I said between gasps.
"Please what?"
"Cock! Give me your cock!"
"That's not how you ask for favors," he said. "Did you forget your manners, dog?"
Terumi slipped his boxer briefs off. He shoved it past my lips and into my mouth. He snorted.
I grimaced as I tasted midnight stains. Somewhere, I had lost the boldness I prided myself. Instead of bravery, I took to silence.
I was the perfect hole to fuck.
He revealed a key taken from who knew where and removed the chain latched onto my ankle. The heavy links clattered onto the wooden floorboards, and I was free to do as I pleased.
Rather than flee, I shoved my ass in his face. I was a little too excited to do so. But close to cumming, I discarded any semblance of dignity. I shuddered as Terumi's breath tickled my pussy.
Daring punishment, I spat his underwear out and begged for it. I shook my ass, showing how far I'd fallen for the likes of dick. I was willing to do so if it meant a fresh load of cum.
"Please," I said, out of breath. "Take your cock and ram it up my cunt."
"Why should I?"
"Because I'm a dirty Taimanin whore."
Terumi mounted me from behind, tapping his rod against my bottom. I sucked air between my teeth as he teased my pussy. Stretching my patience, he forced me to further humiliate myself. I spread my cheeks wide, and pink pussy lips opened alongside them.
I offered everything I had.
He soon clapped my ass, beating it until those same cheeks were red and raw. His hands burned like coal, and their prints left their mark. Cunt juice soaked my slit. Grool spread everywhere.
Like a dog I groveled, and like a bitch I begged. For my reward, Terumi brutalized my ass.
"What do you say?" he asked.
"Thank you, Master! Rape my worthless pussy!"
He hit me once more, and the sting was a gift in itself.
"Oh, God," I said, mewling. "Harder!"
I nearly came then and there, salivating like a little puppy. However, as good as it felt, this wasn't enough. He denied me my orgasm and drove me insane.
His rod spasmed, wet and willing. Still Terumi held back. I bounced, jiggling my fat ass, and rubbed the shaft between my crack. It was slick and not unlike my spluttering cunt.
"Fuck me!" I said. It was more of a demand. "Please!"
"I love the enthusiasm."
"Master!"
"You're too greedy for your own good."
"I'll die! I'll die without your cock."
"I think I've heard that before." Terumi sighed. "If the slut insists."
And the instant he pushed in, the sopping hole sprayed uncontrollably.
I screamed.
Terumi railed me, hammering wet cunt. He tugged at my orange ponytail. Positioned on all fours, he fucked me like the hole I was. Flesh smacked flesh in a rhythm stoked by lust.
He continued the spanking, once for every other thrust. My cheeks clapped in tandem, flashing a bleached asshole. As if winking at Terumi, the rim clenched and unclenched, begging for it.
"Wait," I said, looking over my shoulder. I read his mind. "Hold on."
But accepting the invitation, Terumi swiped his thumb across my slit, wetting it, and drove the digit as far up my ass as possible. He went in deep.
I screeched at the sudden penetration.
Tears streamed, trailing my cheeks. I buried my face in the blanket. I bit down hard, but the moans weren't muted. The pain dialed to the point of pleasure.
"It hurts!" I said.
"And?"
Terumi bucked his hips. Reaching over, he stuck his fingers into my mouth like a hook, and I arched my back to accommodate. I moaned louder as he violated all three holes together.
My body was his plaything, and overwhelmed physically and emotionally, I lost control in a moment of weakness.
I wet myself like an untrained bitch.
Piss splattered my crotch and soaked the bed. It left a dark puddle beneath us. Worse, little specks splashed about, marking my shame further. With a groan, I let out a final squirt as a finishing touch.
"I—I'm sorry," I said. I was mortified and even closer to cumming. "I'm really sorry."
"Don't be," he said. "You're exactly how I want you."
Terumi grabbed my wrists, pulling my arms back. My shoulders burned as he resumed nailing my cunt. The motion rocked me hard and jostled my tits.
Those massive tits swung back and forth from the force. They flopped every which way, their size making them quite a view. The breasts were hard to miss, drooping thanks to their weight.
Like my ass, they bounced in an obscenely sexual way. It made them all the better to fuck if wished, much like the nipples gracing them.
Constant injections had modified the girls, altering the nubs to an unusually engorged state. The drugs took their toll. My chest was enhanced with a new quality, and it was an especially special treat. Of course, the treat was for him.
From behind, Terumi hugged me to his chest, kneading my breasts. He gave my nipples a tweak and a particularly terrible twist. They grew sore as he played with them. Soon enough, the new and improved additions made an appearance, and he released it into wild.
Milk spurted.
Flushed with embarrassment, I broke free from his grip. Then I grabbed my tits and sucked the nubs. I drank a sickly sweetness, but there was no hiding the sight. It merely served to get him off.
Trying nonetheless, I gulped what I could. The nipples continued to lactate. I grasped at my breasts, wet in milk, but my hands slipped. I cried out.
They dropped and bounced anew.
I hated the relief I felt as they spewed.
As a last ditch effort, I bit hard onto the nipples, keeping them stilled. When I finally grabbed hold of my chest, more squirted on accident. I had squeezed too hard.
"No!" I said.
The spurts caught me by surprise. I coughed, and my breasts escaped for the last time. They were wet in milk. Pink nubs poked from the white of it, and they brightened from where I suckled. Teeth marks marred the skin around them.
Terumi exposed a shameful side of me. He showed how lewd my body had become. It was always erotic, but the outside now matched the inside. The man revealed my inner slut to the world.
"What do you think?" Terumi hadn't stopped humping once. "Care to be a real mother one day?"
Giving in to reality was easier. And sobbing, I surrendered as his sex toy. "Yes…!"
"What's that? I couldn't hear you."
"Yes, yes, yes!" I said. "Knock me up! Breed me! Impregnate my pussy with your baby batter."
Terumi slammed into me, breaching the tightest cunt. He pounded the entrance to my womb. He whispered choice words, but what he spoke of went in one ear and out the other.
I said yes to whatever he asked. In the heat of things, I was enthralled by what was finally my just desserts. His cum was moments away.
"Harder!" I said, throwing my head back.
Terumi said something else, and I shouted yes at the top of my lungs. Imagine my confusion when he withdrew. Was he about to fuck my nipples like yesterday?
His dick dominated me, mind and body, and fully captured by it, I bowed my head. I set my face down and ass up. To tempt him, I assumed the prime position to get fucked.
Naturally, he was right on it.
He teased quivering pussy folds, rubbing his cock along my slit. I leaned into the shaft. But in a turn of events, Terumi prodded another option and, without ceremony, penetrated the hole in a single thrust.
I shrieked.
"What's wrong?" he asked. "You're the biggest anal whore there is."
"No!"
He slapped my ass. "You sure are built for it."
"I'm not!"
"You should thank me. I know what your body craves."
I bit my lower lip, feeling his cock violate my ass. I trembled in realization. In a two for one deal, my pussy felt as good, if not better.
"Did you hear me, slut?"
"Yes, you're right!" I said. "Thank you!"
"The day you become a mother might come sooner than you think."
Today was not that day. Terumi fucked me in the ass. He pounded the very wrong hole, smashing my back door, and ruined my asshole. The man filled me up with ease, grunting like a beast.
The anal passage constricted, as if fighting back. It resisted. Except the rod was too powerful to restrict, and I found myself helpless against him.
It was the same old story.
Whether Terumi raped my ass, mouth, or cunt, I turned to jelly. Pussy was particularly honest, and it spluttered wetly in response. My cunt grew sluttier by the day.
I'd always recovered after our sessions, physically and emotionally. This was my lowest yet. Looking out the window was a dense and impenetrable fog, and for once, I couldn't see the light.
My eyes glazed over and dimmed, my tits pressed to the mattress. He made me his bottom bitch.
"That's no fun," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"You can't give up."
"Please don't."
"Down the grapevine," he said, "I heard your friends have been snooping around."
"What?"
"They're searching for you."
Terumi breached my ass again, and I gripped his cock like a vice. I broke down and wept as he raped me. I couldn't—wouldn't—believe him. He was lying.
"Don't do this," I said, voice cracking. "Don't give me hope."
"I've told you time and time again. That hope of yours makes you worth fucking."
"Stop!"
"It's too late. The Kamimura Maika I know won't quit," he said, "not when she's close to freedom."
Given another elusive stick to chase, the guilt I had tossed for a single moment came crashing back. But the closest I was to anything was cumming, and I couldn't stop now.
That was why Terumi chose to break me. My fall was orgasmic, and my subservience to his supremacy raised him to greater heights.
Every move I made sank me deeper into the abyss.
His power over me made his dick that much harder.
Terumi wrapped my ponytail around a hand, yanking me. He took to the reins and bent me into a backbreaking position. His arm locked me in a chokehold as he drilled his cock into my ass.
I knelt upright but arched while his member bulged from my stomach. He strained the boundaries of my flexibility. At his mercy, I understood how weak and vulnerable I was. My body quaked as Terumi overpowered me. And having submitted, my eyes rolled back, and I started to cum.
"Nothing beats a bitch thinking she's strong," he said.
If not for him choking me, I would've squealed like a pig. Instead, I let out raspy whimpers. I needed release and found it further down. My pussy shuddered as cream poured from the hole.
"I'm cumming…!" My voice trailed off. "I'm cumming!"
One of my hands squeezed a breast, milking what little I had left to offer. The other roamed lower and pinched a swollen clit. Thanks to the feminine touch, I came harder than ever.
Female fluids covered me, ranging from sweat and squirt and milk and mucus. Saving the best for last, he was going to coat me in cum.
Terumi plowed away. He plunged in and out of my ass, stuffing me in my entirety. Dick alone forced more and more girl cum to gush. The hair tie came undone, and my long hair sprawled.
I succumbed to his cock.
"Tell me what you want, Maika." He loosened his hold. "I'm not a mind reader."
Terumi bottomed out with fresh intensity, and he shoved my face into the sheets in a fresher ferocity.
Helpless moans leaked among other things, and they were answers themselves. He gave me no chance to respond.
"Be that way," he said, chuckling.
Terumi pushed me off him like trash, and on all fours, I felt his member twitch. He groaned, gripping my waist. Then he braced himself.
Semen flooded me.
My asshole clamped onto his shaft. As if made for cock, it refused to allow a drop go to waste. Except I wanted a taste. No, I needed to. I moaned while he emptied his seed inside me. His cock pulsed endlessly.
I crawled forward, separating from raw cock. Cum blasted my back and ass. Turning, I gasped at the monstrous member but quickly recovered. Opening wide, I went full circle.
I sucked his dick.
With a groan, I slobbered over his member, knowingly going ass to mouth. I tasted myself in ways I wish I hadn't. Regardless, I lapped the cum I long anticipated. I licked what glossed his dick.
The semen had a slimy, chewy texture. Even after swallowing, a potent bitterness lingered on my tongue. I relished it. His cum was truly an addiction, satisfying the horrendous craving.
And it continued to do so.
An eyelid twitched as I writhed in ecstasy. It hit the spot. Sadly, most leaked out of my asshole. Reaching behind, I fingered that very asshole, scooped what I could, and licked at the drippings.
"You dirty, dirty girl," he said.
I looked and felt repulsive.
I touched myself to feel better.
Then I came again, expelling wave after wave of smooth white cream. The sweet glaze smeared my crotch and tainted my inner thighs.
Terumi held my head and fucked my face.
I kept on sucking, and I continued on swallowing.
All bad things came to an end, and the throbbing cock in my mouth shot its last. The load was as thick as the rest. I savored it as long as possible before swallowing.
"Thank you, Master," I said weakly.
Terumi pulled out as I knelt, palms flat on the bed. Cum leaked from every hole, and milk dribbled by the nipples. Looking up, the masculine cock that enslaved me wagged before my eyes, big and strong. I was powerless against it.
He made me feel utterly female. In front of cock, I was nothing but a warm hole, an object to fuck. I was a woman.
Flopping that very cock onto my face, he rested his balls atop my mouth. The weight under a man was suffocating. I licked the rod clean, fingering myself as I did, and accepted my role as his personal pussy.
I was too far gone to be saved.
Seconds later, Terumi grabbed his member. The hard rod smacked me with an audible thump. Aiming at my tits, he soon relieved himself onto my chest. Pee splattered the mounds.
Dead inside, I had no real reaction while he pissed on me. Like I'd noted, I was a walking toilet to him. Terumi did as he pleased to a cumdumpster, and what he did happened to be incredibly abusive.
I tucked my elbows to my waist, bent my wrists, and stuck my tongue out. I accepted his piss like a domesticated bitch.
He gave his dick a shake, breaking the stream on purpose. Pee splashed my face. I winced. He shrugged his shoulders and gave me an innocent grin. Terumi pointed at my chin.
Before it spilled onto my lap, I cupped my hands and collected the warm liquid. Gritting my teeth, I brought it to my lips. I downed it in one, used to the treatment.
Terumi had relieved himself both inside and on me before, and when given the choice, the first option was the lesser evil. The room stank of sex, and I was the fuckmaid who cleaned the mess.
Once he finished, he gave his dick a final shake. Tiny droplets sprinkled me. Gesturing to his wet cock, I moved in, kissing the tip. I cleaned the head with my lips.
"That was refreshing," Terumi said, stretching. "Another fine morning, I say. How about breakfast?"
He slid off the bed, humming a happy tune, and slipped on a comfortable, fuzzy robe. He also slipped on slippers and exited the room. Terumi had a skip to his steps.
The simple morning blowjob had degenerated beyond imagination.
Defeated, I followed at his heel.
In the kitchen, I waited on a cold, tiled floor as Terumi retrieved a box from the pantry. He idled by the island and read the ingredients.
A picture of a puppy plastered the front, where the Maltese had a big, toothy grin and a mischievous head tilt. The dog food's texture was magnified, and even larger text claimed it was healthy and delicious.
After snipping the box, Terumi poured kibble and filled a round dish. Small pellets clinked like cereal. Compared to his luxurious penthouse, the cheap, plastic dog bowl closer matched my worth. My name was written on the side in permanent marker.
"Maika!" he said, placing the bowl onto the floor. "Meal's ready!"
My hands and knees scraped the floor as I crawled.
Terumi admired the sight. He loved every minute reinforcing my place. Stepping aside, he made way for me, watching my bare ass sway. Or not. Painted in his handiwork, my backside wasn't quite bare.
"I'm trying a new brand," he said. "What do you think?"
The food, to put it nicely, was dry, brown, and granular. Shaped like cute little bones, they were excellent for cute little dogs.
I gave it a sniff and cringed.
Ground up grain and vegetables wasn't exactly enticing.
"What's wrong?" he asked. "Aren't you hungry?"
"I'm not."
"Since when did dogs talk?"
He hadn't complained in the bedroom, but who was I to argue? I behaved myself. It was for the better, or I was due for a second taming.
"What do you actually say, Maika? You know, right?"
I groaned.
Dogs were wildly different in breeds. There was the yapping of a small chihuahua, whose threat was all bark and no bite. The steadfast woof of a German Shepherd was strong, reliable, and intimidating. And then there was me. I let out a weak and pathetic arf.
"How cute," he said.
After months of being Terumi's bitch, the display of absolute submission came naturally. The similarity between them and me was undeniable.
Pets submitted to their owners, slaves submitted to their masters, and women submitted to men. I was his inferior thrice over and was destined for servitude.
"You still aren't eating," he said, stroking his chin. "Is it the lack of cum?"
Terumi paced the kitchen, entered a hall, and walked past portraits along the walls. He posed in expensive, dignified suits in them. The man was wealthy.
There were picture of yours truly, too, but in them, unknown men bent me over. The scene at the bar was also posted, my hands making peace signs. I balled those same hands into fists.
"Don't worry," Terumi continued, speaking in a high-pitched baby voice. He was especially condescending as he pinched my cheek. "Who's my favorite little bitch? You still are! Yes you are."
I was silent.
"But what to do?" he said. "I'm out of steam."
He towered over me in his opened robe. His cock pointed ramrod straight. He was at full mast and was fuller of shit. He was clearly rearing to go.
Unable to speak, I let out a whine.
"I'm a problem solver, and I have the solution." Terumi dropped to a knee and told me his plan. "What do you think?"
"I—I can't," I said, risking retaliation.
He slapped me in the face. "Don't make me repeat myself."
Tearing up, I squatted over the dog bowl. My legs trembled as I hovered above, and my breasts heaved while I positioned myself. My vision blurred. Lightheaded, I glanced at Terumi.
"Go on," he said. "I'm waiting."
And spreading my cheeks, I pushed, straining hard. My asshole gurgled as stale cum slopped into the bowl. I started to pant, reaching the end of my stamina.
Terumi laughed.
Pushing harder, the hole constricted, and humiliating puffs sounded out of my ass. The final traces of semen oozed from its depths. Finished, I gasped as I hit rock bottom. I sat dazed.
"Wake up, Maika."
Once semen settled in, flavoring the kibble, I sniffled and returned to the bowl. I hesitated before bowing my head. The stray hairs floating about were almost ignorable. Almost. I didn't know if they were from his cock or my ass.
Despite the disgusting presentation, the scent of cum intoxicated me, having triggered that cursed addiction again. Drool seeped from the side of my mouth.
"These drugs will be a hit with the lads. Not so much with the ladies, I suppose." He stepped on the back of my head, burying my face into the bowl. "We don't have all day."
Forced to obey, I nibbled on dog food, weeping quietly. I struggled without hands.
The kibble was bland and low quality which, according to Terumi, was perfect for me. It tasted like ass. Even so, what made the meal edible was the rank, off-white cum decorating the top.
His semen fueled the urges inside me, causing whatever action, no matter how deplorable, to seem acceptable. It was a destructive happiness. For a taste, I was willing to do anything, and that scared me.
As such, I ate food meant for dogs.
I certainly whimpered like one.
Kibble crunched between my teeth. The crust on the top layer was soft, soggy with cum. But as I chewed my way to the bottom, reaching crumbly scraps, I made my peace; semen made anything and everything palatable. Once I finished, I licked the bowl until plastic sparkled.
My stomach rumbled.
The most disgusting thing was myself.
"How was it?" Terumi asked.
"Arf."
"No need to bark. You've permission to speak."
"Delicious, Master."
"Show me," he said.
I inched over the bowl, my face inches from his cock and balls. Hooking the sides of my mouth, I opened wide and flashed tongue. As I craned my neck, looking up, I made eye contact.
He looked down on me, a mocking glint in his gaze. Terumi sneered. He expected more.
Cum rolled around as I twisted and turned my tongue, with added bits of brown kibble mixed in. It looked far from appetizing. For a bitch like me, however, the meal was appropriate.
Terumi crossed his arms. He twirled a finger, goading me on. He tested my limits.
My jaw ached as I held the awkward position, my tongue elongated. It lewdly extended. He shook his head in disappointment, and I started to gag. Noticing an increasingly hard dick, I appealed to his manhood.
As I lifted my breasts, I bounced the two in hand. I gave them a degrading squeeze. For extra service, spurts of milk shot out in opposite directions. I wrung my nipples until the nubs were sweetly drenched. It dribbled over my chest, leaving them in a sheen of white.
I was a piece of meat, I essentially told him. I was a pair of tits, ass, and pussy. And that body was for his exclusive use.
My fuckhole twinged, squirting at the idea of being his sex doll. I missed the bowl underneath and wet the floor. The drips audibly plopped as splotches and splatters pooled in a small puddle. My crotch was soaked.
"Master," I said, though garbled. Speaking with an opened mouth was impossible. "Are you proud of me?"
"I am." Terumi nudged the dog bowl with his foot and caught the incoming mess. He chuckled, nodding. "Proceed."
Thankful to swallow, I guzzled cum and showed him a clear mouth. I continued to leak down below, too. His nostrils flared as he snorted, and with a single command, I resumed the role of bitch.
"You did well," he said.
"Arf."
He turned a corner, leaving me in momentary peace. Alone with my thoughts, I reflected on what I'd done.
I cried.
I couldn't go back.
Terumi reappeared dressed in casual wear. He held a leash. He latched it onto my collar and gave it a tug, ensuring it was safe and secured. Then he passed me a butt plug, huge in size and scope. In contrast, the end was a cute, fluffy tail.
I reluctantly plucked it from his hand, prodding the toy where it belonged. I looked stupid as I fumbled around. Because my ass had somewhat recovered, I had difficulty sticking it in.
He helped by jamming his cock up my asshole in a split second, and he split my ass in turn. I groaned. Terumi withdrew, then fisted the hole for good measure, stretching it further. Sufficiently gaped, he shoved the tail there in his stead.
"Before I forget," he said.
Terumi retrieved a headband. They were animal ears, and they fit me to a T. The ears were also for cats, but somehow, I didn't think he cared.
"Let's go," Terumi said.
He pinched my ass, and I let out another happy squirt.
I crawled to the bedroom, mentally preparing for another session. The fur tickled my butt. A leash and tail was his favorite combination, except this round, he led me down the hall.
It wasn't as if he hadn't fucked me in every other room, I guessed. However, he ushered me toward the elevator, and my heart skipped a beat.
"You've been a good girl, Maika." Terumi whistled. "Wonderful cocksleeves deserve wonderful rewards."
"What are you doing!" I asked, breaking character.
"Poor thing. You've been cooped up in here for months."
"No, no, no!"
"Time for some air," he said. "Time for a walk."
"No!"
I resisted, grabbing the leash, but Terumi grabbed my hair in kind. He dragged me into the elevator, and the door closed behind. It trapped me inside.
Terumi pushed me against the window, squishing my breasts onto the glass. Milk, cum, and urine smeared the clear view of the crowded street below where tiny figures crossed. With a ding, we zoomed down dozens of stories in what seemed like seconds.
"You can't do this," I said. "You can't!"
"Your friends will have an easier time finding you."
"Please stop!"
Piss ran down my legs.
He again forced me onto my hands and knees, and he stepped on my head. His boot pressed down. In the corner of my sight, I saw us descending closer to the bottom.
The lowest part of a man remained above the highest of women. I was living proof.
My bare ass waved helplessly in the air as I begged, and my pussy grew helplessly wet. The tail wagged against my will. I struggled against him.
Terumi kicked the plug in deeper as punishment. The butt plug wobbled, hanging out of my ass halfway. Because it wasn't nearly as deep as he liked, Terumi raised his foot and, smirking, gave it an extra stomp. The massive plug impaled my ass.
Bleeding from the hole, I immediately lost the will to fight. My arms grew limp and lifeless, and my pussy wantonly spasmed. I crumpled onto the floor and exposed both ass and cunt to the door.
"Good thing I pumped your ass in cum," he said. "If you weren't lubed up, it could've gone worse."
"T-thank you for the consideration."
"I've a busy schedule, pet." Terumi adjusted his cuffs, appearing prim and proper. "I enjoy training bitches, but let's get this over with."
Our elevator slowed to a stop, and the number on the digital monitor blinked. We arrived at the first floor. On the other side was the din of a full lobby.
"Give them a smile, slut." He jerked the leash. "It's your time to shine."
The elevator opened, and a bright light blinded me. Dark silhouettes froze and were accompanied by gasps.
I smiled a crooked smile.
Girl cum gushed from my battered cunt.