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Katrina's Taming

Chapter 11 Katrina's Leading Role

KATRINA'S TAMING (by Eve Adorer)

Chapter 11 – Katrina's Leading Role

As I wiggled super-sexily and obediently behind Mi Li, who would turn once in a while to snap another picture of me, and with Nina and Mina behind, I was now on my journey to play the long lost great-great-whatever-granddaughter of the last Tsar of Russia, or so I thought.

I girlily ballet-legged kicky tiptoe-stepped along praying in fear of falling first and by far foremost and, secondarily, of my coat flying open and revealing the majestic wonder of my legs to the outside world we were now out and about in, and yet at the same time wanting it to happen, as I deliciously helplessly wiggled on my one-inch flat-circle-ended balletic-tiptoe-shoes toward a waiting chauffeuse girled limousine, ready to take me, I assumed, to the airport and a flight to somewhere in Russia.

I was wrong.

The car in fact took us all on a familiar journey. As we rolled out of London in entirely the wrong direction for the airport, Mina explained to me what was going on. Mina said that we were to spend at least a day or maybe two at Jackie's country home, where I would be introduced to "things Russian", as she put it, so that when I was in Russia itself on the modelling assignment, I would be familiar with what I would face in the fantasy photo shoot, and not look foolish.

I was to be an actress in the erotic event that would be photographed and filmed in Russia. All actresses need rehearsal. Rehearsal would bring its own reward in the improvement of my acting in the "real" event. Nina and Mina would video the rehearsal and show me the video afterwards, so I could see for myself where I might improve.

I can confess now, that throughout that journey, my mind was distracted by my desire to enrapture the delicious Mi Li.

It was not for nothing that I paid Mi Li unwavering attention to the neglect of Mina and Nina in conversation. It was not for nothing that I "innocently" let my coat fall open and pretended I had not noticed the complete expanse of my fine red-wine coloured stockinged legs were on open display to Mi Li when she turned from the front passenger seat to talk to me.

As she addressed me, I accidentally on purpose put a long nailed flexingly arched back forefinger on my pouting lips as if I were distracted, but in fact to hint that I longed to be kissed by this Korean angel.

Mi Li showed no reaction that I noticed.

It was getting too late now for me to achieve my end immediately. The car was at the front door of Jackie's country mansion and I was being bid to exit the limousine and enter the house, whilst Mi Li went off to attend to some business or other, around the back of the place: something to do with a delivery.

I soon realised that Jackie was away, from the fact she had left a written message for Mi Li Nina and Mina. Read out loud by Mina, it said something about Mi Li and the other girls treating the place as if it were their own, and how the servants were aware of our coming and would provide for Nina, Mina, and Mi Li's bed and board.

It did not go without notice with me, that my name got no mention in this note, even though the other girl's names were specifically listed more than once. It was perhaps as a further reminder of my place, that I was sent to the servants quarters for my lunch, whilst Mi Li, Mina and Nina, were waited upon at Jackie's table.

The way I was still dressed on arrival, naked beneath my coat, caused no surprise to the all-female servants at Jackie's mansion. It was nothing they had not seen the like of before, even when I was ordered to strip so that I was dressed only in my stockings, pirouette shoes, and oh yes, the bows on my plaits. Indeed I was sent to the servants' quarters in this humiliating state of nakedness, with strict orders not to sit, so that, whilst I eat the fresh raw fruit I was allowed for my midday meal, I did not mark my body for the ongoing photographic and film sessions.

Yet, when the meal was over for us all, I seemed to be once more one of the girls, albeit that I was the only one near naked under the wonderful royal-blue coat I had been allowed to put back on to keep me warm on a cool English autumn afternoon, as we went outside.

I was getting used to being used in this way now. I knew I was being used as a demonstration to the world of girls of what the nearest possible to perfection in a girl looked like. I knew I was beautiful and sexy and orgasmically erotic in my tiptoed skyscraper-legged shoes, with the beautiful turn of my elongated girlmuscular calves, and my supremely strong yet proportionate thighs, and with my concaved buttock hemispheres from my tiptoed stance, and the arch of my back, and my slim graceful arms, and the lovely firm wild-raspberry-colour nipple tipped 36D-cup breasts that were free floating under my coat as I moved, and my long-nailed extremely femininely flexible fingered pretty hands.

I adored my girlness just as I knew that my girlness was devastatingly overwhelmingly beautiful to those who fully appreciate the most beautiful thing in the whole universe of universes: girl.

For some little while after my arrival at Jackie's home I had been aware of the barking of dogs. I had not been aware that Jackie kept dogs. Indeed, I knew that she had an allergy that prevented her keeping even the cats she adored. The barking was in the background all through the meal we had just enjoyed and, as I judged, came from the rear of the house.

Myself I love dogs now as much if not more than I loved dogs then. I only wish I could have kept a dog of my own then. A model flying around the world from one assignment to the next cannot keep a pet. My London base was empty for more of the year than it had me present there. Therefore there was no way I could keep a dog.

The mystery of what all the yapping yelping and barking was about was soon solved, as Mi Li led me around to the back of the house, where I immediately espied temporary wire-grilled kennel cages, with absolutely adorable huskies running to and fro and rising, front paws on the cage grill, tongues lolling, to greet us with all their innocent tail thrashing unrestrained doggy joy.

I squealed with girly delight at the sight of them, and tiptoe totty wiggle trotted on my super-feminised skyscapered legs to get up to their cages, to have one of them lick my face as best he could through the bars as I knelt to kiss and stroke him.

As I knelt at the bars of his cage, all the length of my beautiful stockinged legs were revealed because my coat inevitably fell away. And, were I not distracted by a girl's natural desire for innocently petting these adorable animals, I might have noticed that the erecting cocks of more than one of those dogs were openly demonstrating their desire for me. They clearly lusted for my bitchness and sensed my subservience. I should have been warned when the dog I was kissing showed a more than coincidental interest in trying to lick my cleavage.

"Leave alone" snapped Mi Li, "No Katterinna touch. They work dog. No loving. They pull sledge."

I was shocked with surprise at the strength of Mi Li's outburst, as much as at what she said. I so longed to please Mi Li though, that I immediately stood and came away from the cage to stand beside the little Korean butterfly.

Her tone softened.

"No Katterinna touch. They work dog. They pull sledge. Mina show us. They go run exorcise."

I smiled and giggled, "You mean exercise"

Mi Li laughed wonderfully huskily sexily.

Mi Li took me around the cages where the eager huskies continued to frolic, following us around as I wiggled supremely sexily around their cage. It was then that I noticed there was one other husky alone in a separate cage.

As if she could read my mind, Mi Li commented matter-of-factly: "Girl dog not kept with boy dogs"

"Girl dog go front in harness sledge. Boy dog behind chase girl dog. Boy dog pull faster, harder run to try catch girl dog."

Even as we admired the much quieter bitch, Nina and Mina were harnessing some of the dog huskies to a land sledge. It was a sledge with wheels. This was England in the cool late autumn, there was no snow for a real sledge to run on the gliders it would normally slide upon of course.

The harnessing of the dogs, clearly impatient for the exercise they knew was shortly to come their way, intrigued me.

Pretty Mina was dressed like a Cossack. The Russian fantasy was being continued in this strange mix of equipment and location and garb from different places and eras.

Mina looked adorable in a long crimson red jacket coat with her blonde hair in a ponytail, her baggy pantaloons, her knee high black leather boots, a black fur hat on her head at a jaunty angle, and with a frightening coiled black long leather strap-whip she carried.

I nearly giggled at the sight of her, but stopped myself in time. It was not that she looked funny, it was because she looked stunningly attractive and my cunt: my cunt that had longed for Jackie, my cunt that was lusting for Mi Li: my cunt was wetting now at the sight of the pretty-in-red blonde very feminine little Mina. I was and am girl, and a girl's cunt knows no law of logic or faithfulness.

My stifled giggle was from the shock of a shot of my nectar splashing the inner walls of my slit. As I gasped at the sexiness of little Mina the palm of my lovely long bent back fingered long-fingernailed right hand was sexily on my lovely mouth to stop my utterance.

A girl's cunt is as amoral as a boy's cock; it is just that we girls are usually better at stopping our faces showing what our cunts are thinking. And at the sight of little Mina in her Cossack outfit, my cunt was thinking "wow!"

The dogs were harnessed side-by-side to the sledge in pairs.

I learned from overhearing their names and Mi Li telling me more, that the front two dogs side-by-side were "King" and "Rajah", father and son respectively, and clearly disputants over the headship of the dog pack. The lone bitch, "Sadie", was now being harnessed solo in front and all the dogs sat waiting impatiently for the order they longed for.

Mina took her place holding tight to a handrail at the back of the six-foot-long sledge and uncurling her strap-whip. Then she raised the whip and cracked it over Sadie's head. The bitch's ears flickered at the sharp sound but nothing moved, save that the bitch and the dogs led by King and Rajah now stood, any slack in their reins pulled out, ready for the off.

"Mush!!" Mina shouted as she cracked the whip over Sadie's head once more, and bitch and dogs immediately pulled her away in a flurry of hurried excited and happy yapping and whelping.

A track had already been made in the grass of Jackie's huge rear lawn from, I assumed rightly, previous practice circuits by this team. I watched amazed and excited and calling out girlily to encourage the efforts of the dogs and the bitch they followed so enthusiastically around the huge circle. I could have jumped up and down with my enjoyment of the spectacle, but tiptoed in my pirouette shoes I dare not. Though I would undoubtedly have done so if I could have as I flexed my gorgeous legs waved my lovely hands and shouted to King, Rajah, and Sadie compellingly sexily innocently girlily.

I was completely distracted in joining in the fun with my fellow girls, but not so distracted as not to keep my peripheral vision on the gorgeous micro-miniskirted Mi Li, and still look for an opportunity to attract her attention to me.

I was completely distracted by joining in the fun with my fellow girls, and once more it was to the extent of my forgetting my lower status.

I was not in fact "a fellow girl". I had the position of something less than a servant among her superiors. I was, though I had forgotten for the moment once again, the lowest class of human, if that. I was useful for my erotic beauty, but of no other worth or consequence, and I had to be kept severely constrained and disciplined against the all-too-likely return to my natural wild untamed state.

"Your turn next", Nina told me quietly.

I had momentarily come back from my reverie and excitement high, and yet I did not register what she said.

The dogs led by King and Rajah and the bitch Sadie, had completed the circuit pulling the wheeled sledge some five times round at increasing speed, but the sledge was now halted before me. Sadie in front and all the six dogs behind sat panting and giving off "steam" in the cool air, their tongues lolling out the side of their open mouths as they heaved for breath, but still clearly eager and fresh for more work.

"Your turn now" Nina said again.

I heard her this time and held out my lovely right hand with its three-quarter-inch-long manicured impractical but femininely sexy fingernails, and its incredibly flexible orientally bendy-back fingers, to take the coiled black long leather strap-whip I assumed Mina, who had joined us, was proffering me.

I was all in readiness to stand, as I longed to, on the rear platform of the sledge, and be whisked away through the bracing afternoon air by the eager huskies with my beautiful royal blue coat flying open to reveal all of my lovely long legs as we speeded along, when I took my turn to drive the sledge.

But Mina immediately snatched the whip away.

I looked at her and smiled.

"Sorry Mina" I said, "I thought Nina said it was my turn"

"She did", Mina answered, perhaps a little harshly.

Then I understood. There was obviously room for two on the rear platform of the sledge where Mina had ridden just now. It had therefore been presumptuous of me to assume it was my turn to drive, as opposed to riding as passenger.

"Sorry Mina. I was being silly. I thought it meant it was my turn to drive the sledge. Of course I don't know how, and I'd just love to be a passenger with you please", I gently pleaded, all girlness and femininity, and finding it hard to contain my excitement.

"You can see that the bitch husky needs a rest", Mina countered.

Sadie, the bitch husky, looked no less fresh than the dogs did to my untutored eyes. But I did not question Mina further other than to look at her with my prettiest smile, longing to have a turn on that sledge as driver or passenger, whenever she would allow it.

"Oh, I thought Nina meant it was my turn right now." I smiled again. "Of course I'll wait till Sadie is fresh. It looks terribly exciting to be wooshing along like that. I'd never realised how fast the dogs can go even with a heavy load and human driver, I bet it is terrific in the snow, real snow I mean without the wheels that you have to use because…………" My conversational gambit petered out because of the look on Mina's face.

"Don't be so naïf and stupid!" snapped Nina now, "Sadie is tired, she needs to go back to the kennel and we still need to get the dogs in practice."

"Yes", I said, out of not being able to say anything else, because I just did not understand what Nina and Mina were talking about. If Sadie was tired and the sledge run needed to continue for practice for the dogs, then surely they would have to wait till Sadie was fresh.

Then it dawned on me: at long last the penny dropped.

"Ah, so you don't always run the sledge with the bitch at the front. The dogs are stronger and so sometimes they pull without a bitch to lead the way, so the bitch can rest up …….". Again Mina was giving me a look that caused me to conclude I was talking nonsense.

"You can see that the bitch husky needs a rest", Mina repeated.

"Yes, of course" I said once more, but now completely dumfounded as my heavenly pretty face showed from my lowered brown eyes and lightly knitted brow, eyes then rising to trustingly look Mina in her delectably pretty face.

We had surely been through all this already. Sadie needed her rest, but the sledge needed pulling by the dogs for more practice. So, surely, the dogs were to do that job alone. I was completely and utterly puzzled.

"It is your turn", Nina repeated.

I continued my totally puzzled silence, and just looked at Nina and Mina, with a face that said that I was sorry for being a fool, but they would just have to explain again.

Mina clearly read the non-verbal message my gorgeous face and body were conveying, and spoke slowly to me as if I was completely stupid …..

"You can see that the bitch husky needs a rest", she all but spelt out letter by letter …..

I nodded whilst still standing wearing a look of confused and truthfully very apologetic confirmation of my not really understanding …...

"It is your turn", she again repeated, this time at less than snail's pace.

I still conveyed my dumfounded state by my gorgeous vacant brown-eyed honey-innocent sweet smiled look, which combined my puzzled message with, I hoped, some element of apology for my obviously not understanding, or having completely overlooked something I had already been told.

Mina sighed heavily and then almost shouted at me, to drive understanding home within me:

"You can see that the bitch husky needs a rest. It is your turn now. You are going to take her place".

"………….. Oh my god no! ………..", I choked out in my utter astonishment: "Oh please, please no ……."

"Don't you dare 'no' me you little slag!" Mina snapped. "You're here to work and work you damned well will!" And, have no doubt about it, you will, you absolutely will, do exactly as you are told!!"

I should of course: of course, yes I should have known that I had no right of protest. But I had slightly deceived myself once more, no, completely deluded myself that I had equality with the other girls at this all-girl gathering.

As I looked around me for support in my confusion, I could see, as if I needed the verification, that I was the only girl there that afternoon who thought my status was higher than that of the animal it had been decided, without any consideration of me, let alone any discussion with or any seeking of my consent, that I was going to have to replace to pull the sledge.

I was already having my coat unfastened, my shoes undone, and my stockings rolled off my legs. I tried to utter protest but it was hopeless, and I dare not.

I had no precise idea what they were going to do to me, all I knew was the terrible isolation I felt at being singled out as less than human, and to be used and abused as it pleased my superiors, with no rights of my own, no rights even to protest that I, a human girl, be used in place of and in the exact same role as Sadie, a mere dog.

Meanwhile, Mi Li was photographing my humiliation.

Thick black leather mittens with padded palms were being fitted over my pretty hands and buckled to my wrists. Black leather pads were strapped to my knees and their holding straps buckled behind my knees. I was ordered to kneel with my toes and knees on the ground, and individual leather straps were buckled around my folded legs tying each of my ankles to their respective individual stupendous thighs, to hold my legs tight tied immovably folded double.

Mi Li moved in for a close-up of my pained and near tearful face, as Nina passed a studded dog collar around my neck and buckled it in place.

I had been deeply and cruelly humiliated before this day, but this was the most dehumanising debasement I had ever yet experienced; and it was only just beginning.

The bitch Sadie: the other bitch, had been untethered and was being led on a leash back to her cage, where fresh water awaited her, and she could relax and sleep after her hard work. I watched Sadie being taken away as I knelt naked obediently before my superior girls. Mi Li could hardly hold Sadie's leash as the bitch strained to get back to her kennel cage.

Work for that bitch was over. Work for the leash that had been on the collar of that bitch was not yet over though. Mi Li walked over to me with it and, as if it were the most natural thing to do, as indeed it is for humans to leash a tame dog by its collar, Mi Li attached that same leash to the collar around my neck, and ordered the new bitch, me, up.

What choice had I? I rose on my mittened hands and my padded knees. I was now a bitch. I was a harness bitch: I was a sledge bitch: a human husky dog. I obeyed the tug on my leash and rose to the knees of my wonderfully strong tight tied folded "rear" legs, and I crawled obediently on the tip of my padded knees and with my mittened hands as my forepaws, where Mi Li through the leash was directing I must obediently go.

If I had thought the humiliation heaped upon me hitherto had reached its maximum depth before, I was wrong. Whatever had been done to me before was nothing to being treated like an animal as I was being now.

Mina, in her Cossack style clothes took the leash over from Mi Li, and I was wiggling along on all fours obediently one-hundred-percent human girl bitch doggy. My lovely 36-inch D-cup breasts, hanging down divinely with gravity's pull, swung side to side and back and forth as freely as their naked nude natural state allowed, with beautiful free joggling and jiggling swinging and swaying erotically captivating motion.

I was a human doggy, and my free-swinging titties, and my dangling blue-ribboned plaits told the world that this human doggy, wiggling girlily along at the end of its controlling leash, was undoubtedly a bitch.

I was being taken on my leash toward the dog huskies, which still sat patiently, but had turned their heads as if to talk out of the side of their mouths about the gorgeous bitch doggy that was being led toward them. They began to stand and sniff the air as I got closer.

"You will let them scent your rear", Mina ordered, as she led me close up to the dogs and they began to strain forward and take full doggy-style notice of me with their twitching noses.

I was as good as my order and, as Mi Li snapped away with her camera, I offered my bottom to the dogs, who sniffed my anus and particularly my sex with obvious appreciative enthusiasm, whilst I just let the tears from my dark-brown eyes course down my face, as I sobbed with the disgrace of this totally horrible abuse of my girlness, mixing my desperate sobs with gasps and reflex jerks forward, when damp cold dog noses touched my silken soft bare leg flesh.

Nina now brought my doggy bitch harness.

She was completely unceremonious about fitting it to me. A strap was passed around my waist, just above my hips, and buckled tightly. From this, another strap was taken from my belly, where that particular strap momentarily dangled, up over my sex and between the cheeks of my bottom, to be buckled in turn to the back of the strap around my waist and above my hips.

Matter-of-fact or routine it may have been to fit this latter strap where Nina was concerned, but for me it included yet a further step in depravity.

Despite my usually being sexually aroused by the perverse law that a girl's cunt decides what is sexy, and not her head mind, I was unlubricated as Nina had pushed hard up and unrelentingly into my slit, a cold steel nine-inch long human penis fashioned dildo, and I had literally howled with the horrible pain of it rip-raping my soft girl insides.

My tears had dried from my shock and the pain of this brutal treatment, and I was now strapped around my waist and with the tight strap that ran from my belly between my gorgeous folded legs holding this horribly cold steel penis up its full length within my most sensitive girl-part.

And yet, even then, my nectar began to taste this brutal intruder, and to oil its unyielding hardness, as my cunt took fully over from my head-mind once more, and I began to become super-girl-sexual, and super-girl-sexy, from my horrible abuse and humiliatingly depraved degradation.

This brutal rigid unrelenting constantly cold and unfeeling, rapingly erect invader of my tenderest girlhood, felt horrible and pleasurable, and pleasurably horrible at one and the same time.

As I swayed obediently along at the end of my leash, being taken by Mina to my position as the lead bitch in the sledge dog team, my cunt inner "chewed" on the brutal nine-inch steel girl-raper dildoing me, as my girlness made me wiggle on my tethered and tight tied "rear" legs, crawling along enforcedly on all fours.

I was now entirely the sexiest of sexy doggy girl bitches, my big beautiful breasts swinging and swaying to assert my girlness beyond any shadow of a doubt, as if the rest of my beautiful blatantly feminine body could possibly have caused the question to be raised in any case.

The strap that held the nine-inch steel penis-fashioned dildo in my slit, ran through a hoop that was welded to the bottom of that savage raper. To that same hoop, Nina now fastened a chain, and took that chain through the dogs standing in pairs side-by-side, to fasten it, immovably, to a ready strong hook at the front of the sledge.

I was now harnessed directly to the sledge. I was now fully the lead bitch in the dog team that must, on order, pull this sledge obediently for their mistresses.

The aroma of my cunt was the inducement for the male dogs, King and Rajah at front not least, to pull the harder. They would pull the harder and run the quicker out of desire, sexual desire, for the bitch tethered alone and lonely at the front of the dog team. They would pull the harder and run the quicker out of desire, sexual desire, for me, the human girl doggy, tight tied and torturously tethered, alone and lonely at the front of the dog team.

I was a bitch now. I was just another dog. I was subhuman. I was an animal. I was a subservient member of a sledge dog team. I was just another dog among the dogs of that team. I was the front dog, but I was the rear dog. I was the only bitch in the team. I was lower in status than even the dogs in that team. My front position was not out of command over the team. I was at the front of the team of dogs because I was the only bitch. I was at the front of the team only because I was an enticement. I was just an inducement for the dogs, which would chase my body out of desire for it. For their longing to mount and shag her they would chase the divine sent of the bitch's cunt. For their longing to mount and shag me they would chase the divine sent of my cunt.

And yet, even as my dildo was being chained to the sledge, I felt sexual arousal and my nipples began to throb and my slit to ooze my nectar the more.

This was so savagely cruel. This was so horribly humiliating. To be treated as an animal. To be handled as a sub-human species. To be made a bitch doggy. To be forced to work like a bitch doggy, was, perversely, arousing me sexually, and the thought that the musk of the juice torrenting from my slit was arousing the team of dogs that was about to chase me, made my slit lubricate still more.

Then it came. The moment I feared most at that very second, came. The strap-whip was cracked over my head and Mina shouted, "Mush" and I obeyed her order. I strained to pull the sledge and, as I did so, the hard steel dildo, by which I was tethered directly to the sledge with the chain running from its ringed base, was pulled slightly out of my slit, only for the tight strap that ran around from my belly to my back to hold it hard into me, to ram that dildo straight back into my cunt.

My pulling on the sledge with all the might of my stupendously erotically orgasmic tight tied huge thighed body, was raping me. As I progressed in my girl wiggle doggy girl bitch tied humiliating running four "legged" crawl, I was causing the dildo deep in my nectar-pot to be slid in and out, in and out, in and out of me, as I took up the slack in the chain running from my cunt and, together with the dogs, jerked the sledge forward on its wheels only for it to roll forward, to all but stop, and need yet another pull from the chained dildo in my cunt to get it going again.

I was experiencing, no hopelessly enduring, no helplessly ensuring, sexual intercourse as I wiggled along. As I wiggled along crawling as fast as I could on all fours, struggling to pull that six-foot-long huge sledge on wheels, with Mina commandingly on its rear end, I was being fucked by the cold steel nine-inch penis dildo being inexorably pulled in and out, in and out, in and out, of my slit.

I was being brutally fucked and I loved it. My body loved the fucking I was being given. My cunt loved the fucking it was being given. My body needed the firestorm ferocious friction of a forceful fucking. My body demanded the flaming friction of a firestorm ferocious fiercely forceful fucking. My body deserved the fantastic firestorm ferocious fearsome friction of a forceful fucking. My body was made for the fantastic friction of a ferocious firestorm forceful fucking. I deserved to be fucked. I needed to be fucked. I was a slag a whore a cunt a doggy girl bitch, and doggy girl bitches get fucked and fucked fucking hard. No questions asked and no right to protest I was getting fantastically ferocious firestorm flaming friction foremost in the fearsomely forcefully fucked fanny, and it was only and always what a beautiful sexy twenty-six-year-old girl like me fulsomely fully fucking-well deserved.

As a doggy I was, of course useless. Try as I might, and the sweet sweat that glistened in diamond clear droplets on my back told of the effort I was making, it was the male dogs led by King and Rajah who were really pulling that sledge, and I was merely trying to keep ahead of their pace, whilst obediently contributing what I could to the pulling.

We were progressing only at the wholly unsatisfactory pace that I could make, crawling on my padded knees and gloved hands with my huge gorgeous breasts swinging and swaying as I ran crawling on all fours, performing my duty as the doggy girl bitch I was tied as. And the pace was wholly unsatisfactory to Mina: so she began, as was her right as the sledge driver, to whip me, her lead dog.

We were half round the course for the second time, and Mina began to slap my bare back with the whip.

Throughout all my previous torture at the hands of Jackie and her girls I had never before been whipped. And now Mina was slapping my bare back and cursing me to drive the doggy girl bitch I was tied as at the front of her sledge tethered team, faster than that doggy girl bitch was able to go without the strap to remind her of her place and her duty and to force her to obey.

Mina was whipping me as hard and as often as she could, and yet the lashes I had imagined would be unbearably painful, the lashes that were leaving brutal raised livid red weals on my back and my sides, as Mina cruelly aimed for my swinging breasts, were just incredibly erotic kisses arousing me sexually even more.

But though kisses, the black long leather strap-whip was causing my body to involuntarily jerk and leap up as if I were in a lightening quick fit with every lurid lash, and my mouth to go agape as I yelped like a whelp when the whip slapped on my oh so soft naked girl's skin, and left behind the long red line that would rise instantly to a brutal red crease in my flesh, that stung murderously pleasure painfully at the stroke itself, and in continuing searing agonising fiery echo afterwards.

And where kissed by the whip a second time welt-over-welt, agony was double and triple and then quadruple guaranteed, as the lesson I needed to learn was savagely brutally thrashed into my naked body.

This was no pretend whipping; I was being strapped and strapped brutally on my totally undefended nude girlbody, to drive this little doggy girl bitch along to make her work to make her obey to make her pull that sledge as hard, nay harder than she could.

I was being flogged and flogged without let or hindrance or any thought of mercy. I was, after all only a doggy girl bitch who must learn to pull a sledge with all her girly might, and who needed the constant reminder of her lower than animal status, that could only be driven into her by causing her to suffer the utmost pain in her body, so that her mind would understand that she was indeed and with no fiction or pretence whatsoever, now or ever, only a doggy girl bitch, who must pull and pull harder, and obey and obey unquestioningly, the might of her superiors, who had the right to use and drive and flog lazy doggy girl bitches this way.

I was being whipped and whipped without let or hindrance or any thought of mercy to drive home to me beyond the shadow of a doubt in my mind, that I was only a doggy girl bitch, and to forcefully drive this doggy bitch beyond mere human effort, to use the full femininely muscular beauty of her doggy tied girlbody, to pull that huge sledge with her slit, as the strap-whip repeatedly rebounded up off her naked back, after delivering yet another searingly painful reminder of her sub-human sub-animal duty and place in the world: the world of doggy girl bitches.

I wiggled provocatively along, tied on all fours on my gloved front paws with my padded knees serving as my back paws, and as I crawled along at the fastest pace I could muster in my fear and pain, I pulled, and pulled, and pulled, that huge sledge through means of the chain attached to the cold steel dildo up my cunt. And the cold steel dildo up my cunt was pulled some way out of my slit as a particularly painful strap lash drove me a yelping leap forward, only to be thrust immediately hard back into my most sensitive hole, as the strap through the hoop at the dildo's base shot the dildo back into me.

I was being flogged without mercy and I was being fucked without mercy, as all doggy girl bitches should be.

And I wanted this subservient dehumanised debasing humiliating doggy girl bitch tied enslaved depraved perverted savagely whipped cruelly crawling obediently sledge pulling male dog enticing cunt scent dog arousing girl scented helpless mindless surrendered sub-animal enslavement and self fucking of my beautiful girlbody to go on forever.

I wanted to be cursed and abused and worked and used and fucked and whipped hopelessly and helplessly. I was in near orgasmic girl heaven as Mina strap-whipped me, her hopeless helpless lonely up-front doggy girl bitch slave.

I was being taught my true place in the wonderful world of girls. I was a subservient-girl. I was of below-girl status. I was a girl to serve girls. I was animal girl. I was just a fuck toy: a cunt. In the eyes of my fellow girls as of that moment I consisted entirely of my cunt. I was my cunt and my cunt was me.

And I was in heaven, this cunt was in heaven as she crawled along doggy girl bitch tied, fucked constantly by the in and out repetitive thrusting of the dildo, as she took up and released the immense weight of the jerking hugely heavy forward motion of the sledge at the end of the chain by which she was helplessly fastened to it. Her lovely breasts swinging and swaying wildly from side to side dangling down as dictated by gravity as she that was me crawled humiliatingly along to complete the circle for the fourth time: and the sledge was stopped.

I so wanted my torture to continue, but the chain was taken off the ring in the end of the dildo up my slit, my leash attached, and I was led to one side. Then the strap between my legs was undone and taken right off me, as was the strap around my waist.

Now the dildo had already slid half out of my slit because it was so supremely wet with my nectar. It was whisked out of my aroused girl-hole unceremoniously. Even as I squealed with girly pleasure at the feeling of this action within my most sensitive hole, the cruel steel dildo, super wet with my musk was thrown among the untethered dogs, who immediately began to fight and growl and jostle to be the first and best only one to lick my fresh girlness off that cold steel raper.

"Put this bitch in the cage with the other one", Nina ordered, as Mina dragged me along on a short lead in her sharp bad temper with me in my all-fours bondage.

The strap-whipping I had been given was beginning to really hurt now, and so it should to judge from the plethora of brutal livid red raised weals on my back and sides.

The cage where the other bitch had recovered her energy was opened. I was unleashed and made to crawl in.

And, if I had thought my humiliation was over by this time, I was so very wrong.

We girls, the other bitch, Sadie, and I, looked at each other: Sadie naturally on her four legs, I bound unnaturally on mine.

Then, without my resisting and even with my foreseeing and my wanting it to happen, Sadie came over to me, and she began to nuzzle my delightful hanging down left breast, and to lick it, to lick the sweaty salt resultant from my superhuman efforts pulling the sledge, and I loved it.

She licked my left breast, and then, having walked round me, the sweet sweat salting my body on my right breast, and then to quite definitely chafe my right nipple gently but insistently with her front teeth, and to lap at it with her tongue. And I just let it happen because I loved it, and I wanted it to happen, I wanted Sadie to lick my breasts and to try and make my milk come.

If only I had had milk to give her, I would have loved it the more as the nudged and tugged at my nipple with their front teeth to try and force milk from my right breast.

"Oh please!" I begged out loud and audibly, "Please fuck me!"………"Oh, please, please, fuck me!!"……

……and my words were smothered as lady began to lick my mouth as if she were kissing me….

…..The nipple of my right breast stood out at centre like a spike with my arousal now, as Sadie licked the salty lips of my mouth and put her tongue in my mouth as I surrendered to her…………

"Oh god…….please, please, oh god please fuck me!!"………"Oh, please, please, fuck me!!!", I moaned, in my highest of high state of girl arousal. Just what was the command I needed to get Sadie, my fellow bitch, to deliver me the orgasm I so desperately longed for?

"Oh please, please, please, please fuck me!!!!!"………"Oh, please, please, fuck meeee!!!!!!!"

And heaven and Sadie heard my plea, and she went around behind me, and I parted my legs so she could scent my full girlness, and I gasped and moaned with pleasure as her cold damp nose nuzzled the smooth soft inner flesh of my right thigh, and I jerked forward in involuntary spasm at its sudden cold dampness on my naked flesh, and I prayed for Sadie's tongue to taste my girlness, to lick my slit, to nuzzle my inner lips, to lick the cream from my éclair …..

I was wholly wanton in my behaviour as I wide parted my bound legs to offer this dog my super-aroused girl-hole. I parted my stupendous thighs to open my slit's lips a little so this dog could smell my overwhelming girlness. I gave human voice to my animal desire, as I moaned and begged for Sadie to lick my slit and take me to a cum.

……..And then she began to lick inside my slit. Sadie began to lick the insides of my slit. She began to lick-fuck me, and I squeal-squeak-moaned eyes tight closed, transported with girl heavenly delight as I began to orgasm on the bitch dog's eager tongue in my éclair, as she licked my inner lips as she tongue-fucked me. And this doggy girl bitch was having her desperately wanton cunt tongue-fucked by her fellow animal. And this sub-human sub-animal doggy girl bitch had her cunt licked to girl heavenly orgasm by her fellow bitch dog, by her fellow girl……….

……..And it was not over for me yet……….


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