Daddy's Little Bitch pt 2 The Training Continues - Sex Stories

Daddy's Little Bitch pt 2 The Training Continues

Daddy's Little Bitch pt 2 The Training Continues By Katie Spencer (katiemspencer@outlook.com) *** Katie woke up with a splitting headache, a strange and ugly taste in her mouth, and no idea where she was. She had been having the most bizarre and terrible nightmare. She had been kicked out of school for cheating and her step father had decided to make her a pet bitch for his own sick amusement. He had stripped her naked and forced her to crawl around the yard on a leash while he smacked her on the ass. He called that leash training. She had to sleep in the dog house, eat dog food, and then finally he had mad her choke on his dick and make him cum! "That was some weird shit!" she thought. She could hear the dogs in her step father's kennels. They were barking loudly and jumping up on the chain link fences thirty yards or so behind where she was laying. They must have been what had woken her up. "Fucking stupid animals, those dumb mutts never let me sleep." She mumbled groggily. Katie became aware of the hot Arizona sun beating down on her bare skin... she must have fallen asleep sunbathing again. Squinting as she opened her eyes, Katie realized that she wasn't on the lounge chair where she usually tanned but on the ground by the dog house. "What the fuck?" She asked herself. She sat upright on the ground and as she moved she felt something heavy and jangly swinging from her neck. She looked down and realized that it was a chain attached to her neck, hanging down between her tan ...

... breasts. Her hands went immediately to her throat only to feel a padlock fastened to a leather collar securing the chain! She gasped as the horror of her situation began to sink in. But before she had time to process any of this she realized that the noise that had woken her up wasn't the dogs barking but the low drone of her stepfathers truck coming up the driveway. Her stomach sunk and she broke into a cold sweat. "No... NO!! It was all just a dream!!" her mind screamed. "This couldn’t be happening!" Katie fumbled with the padlock but her fingernails were no match for the hardened steel. She gave up on the lock and tried in vain to yank the chain from its mooring in the solid wood of the doghouse. She had watched her stepfather build that doghouse a few years ago as she had laid out in her skimpiest thong bikini reading her magazines, sipping iced tea and working on her golden brown tan. Had he been building it with her in mind? As Ted’s truck pulled into view she froze. The crunching of the gravel beneath its wheels made her shudder. Some kind of survival instinct kicked in and she rolled over onto her elbows and knees. She cowered there trembling, face close to the ground, ass up in the air, her 34DD breasts hanging down nearly touching the ground. Helplessly she watched his truck pull to a stop at the end of the driveway next to the trailer. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Ted stepped out of the truck and glared at her. She started to shake as he stood there ...