Becoming a Pet - Sex Stories

Becoming a Pet

... happened. She had been collared and leashed.

"Now, I'm going to untie you," He told her, "but don't have any stupid ideas. Not only do I have everything I need to ruin you, but the door is locked so you can't get out anyway."

Strangely, attempting to run hadn't even come to Jill's head.

"Mhm." She moaned and nodded.

She just watched silently as this unknown man in a balaclava untied the multiple ropes around her body.

When she felt herself completely loose, Jill just stayed still.

"On your knees." He told her.

Oooh god, finally!

Jill sunk down onto her hands and knees in front of this man. She looked up at him holding her leash.

"Crawl, follow me." He instructed like you would a dog. It was humiliating but wonderful.

With the ball filling her mouth, Jill's drenched pussy leaked even more as the leash pulled on the collar around her throat. With that, Jill crawled behind this unknown man.

Her body trembled with excitement with each movement she made as an act she had fantasised so much about had finally become a reality.

Jill crawled after this man on the hard floor for a few yards until he led her to a leather bench.

"Up." He ordered.

Talking to her like a dog made Jill moan as she stood up.

"Bend over the bench." He told her.

Jill did just that. The bench was high enough that her legs were completely straight as she lowered her stomach and chest down onto the leathery bench. As she lowered down the leash tightened and choked ...

... her a little, just adding to her excitement.

Jill quickly realised that there was a gap about three quarters of the way up the bench, the perfect spot for her large breasts to hang in between.

She stayed perfectly still as this man put leather cuffs around her ankles. Then he roughly grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back. He tied a rope around them and a few second later, he stepped away.

Jill was completely stuck. Her ankles couldn't move an inch, and her hands were tightly tied behind her back.

SPANK!

A glove covered hand struck her curvy ass, and Jill let out a whimper of pain and pleasure.

Footsteps moved around her, and suddenly he came into view, crouching by her side.

That was when Jill saw the nipple clamps in his hands. But these weren't like the nipple clamps in the car... no, these were metal, with what looked like fairly sharp teeth.

"Don't move." He told her firmly.

Jill closed her eyes and waited for the pain and then.

"Mffff!" She whined and winced as her right nipple got clipped with the sharp, metallic teeth.

But then, she spotted that the nipple clamps were linked together with a thin metal chain.

Also, there was a metal bar about 6 inches up from the floor that went from one leg of the bench to the other.

The man moved the second nipple clamp under the bench and back up the other side and clipped it onto Jill's left nipple.

"MMmmm!" She winced again at the sharp pain.

Fuck! That's sore!

In the shock ...