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Chapter 4
Because of some failings, and perhaps to remind it that all privileges are Master R's to command, His to grant and His to take away, bitch had lost access to indoor plumbing. This meant that it was required to wash using the hose in the yard and to do its toilet outdoors, squatting in the yard like the sub-human it is. it does not elevate itself to call it an animal. it also lost the privilege of being able to decide for itself when it may do its toilet, begging for permission much as a dog might pace back and forth to the door or sit by a human's side and place a paw on the human's lap to be allowed outside.
In the morning it awoke before dawn as normal and begged for the necessary permission even to leave its bed and go about its morning. Master R granted permission and when it had disposed of its excrement in a sanitary way Master R told it to hurry up and go somewhere where it could prove its obedience. it understood what He wanted but it was hesitant. Even though its heart wanted to serve Master R its head did not want to be arrested, but it knows Master R's judgement is superior and accepts His decision. There are precious few such places in the neighbourhood since it is a residential suburb in a country that thinks 6am is a perfectly good time to get up to go to work and most of the space that is not a private garden is street or rotten with cameras. Knowing its feelings were irrelevant it set out for the one location that might meet Master Rs needs at this hour of the day.
For half an hour it followed Master Rs commands, kneeling, stripping, first its shorts and the naked demonstrating and loudly declaring its status and devotion to Master R all the time in fear that the flash of its camera would draw people upon it. But such fear was less than the fear of letting down Master R, of disappointing Him.
Eventually Master R was satisfied that bitch had humiliated itself adequately before His friends to whom He was showing its pics and vids and He allowed it to resume its exercise and return home.
D is for Dog
Having pissed and shitted outside, having performed tricks for Master R, bitch was feeling especially subservient and when it undressed before entering the house it knelt and kissed the ground before crawling into the house. Apparently, this amused Master R, which is all it can hope for, and this is now it's normal routine.
Once inside it prepared its usual breakfast of porridge but to further Master R's amusement, and maybe to entertain His friends, it put the food in a dog bowl and ate from that. This is always conflicting for bitch. On the one hand it is kneeling, eating from a bowl on the floor without using its hands and it is totally dehumanising, but it is also something that Master R has ordered in the past as a punishment and so it wants to do it for Him.
After breakfast it hosed itself down outside spending more time under the cold spray from the hose that is pleasant as it struggled to get stray outs out of its beard.
D is for Diaper
Since it is barred from indoor plumbing it must choose between pissing outside at work or wearing and using a diaper at work. it hates diapers. The thought of just letting go, pissing itself is disgusting. Potty training as an infant clearly goes very deep. None-the-less it dons a diaper when it dresses up as a human before going to work. it is conscious of the extra padding when it sits, when it walks at work and paranoia makes it feel every pair of eyes piercing its pants and seeing its shame. Ultimately it did have to piss in the diaper and because it had held out in the hopes of getting home before it needed to, it was a substantial flow. it struggled to control the flow to a rate at which the diaper could absorb the liquid but still it could feel a slight trickle on its right leg, just enough to cause a damp patch in its work clothes.
Later, back home, it realised that it needed to fuel its car and had to go out putting on the diaper from earlier as well as some human clothes. The diaper was damp, cold, clammy and these sensations were enough to make it need to release again. This second flow was more than the diaper could cope with and there was a more substantial leakage down its leg. it was grateful that it was wearing shorts.
D is for deepthroat
Locked as it is, bitch thinks a great deal about Master R's Cock, about sucking and kissing It, caressing It with tongue and lips, worshipping It and yes, taking It in its throat until it pukes. Or at least tries to puke but nothing leaves the throat because it is closed, fully obstructed by Master R's huge black manhood, lodged in place, a controlling hand on the back of this bitch's head and its nosed crushed in Master R's groin until it can do nothing but swallow Master R's gift and pry it does not pass out.
However, bitch knows it would not be equal to the task, that it is liable to puke after a few moments of having its throat invaded, shaming itself by its failure. it needs to practise and what better opportunity than this.
it mounted its 8"dildo at a suitable height that it would have to grovel low to mouth it, about the height of a Man rising to his knees after fucking bitch's cunt and having it clean his cock. it knelt and "addressed" the dildo making sure that it was aligned for best performance and that the camera was positioned to get the best possible shot to please Master R. it moved quickly to simulate a Man impatient for his release and took it all the way in four strokes until it was firmly in the back of its throat and its nose pressed to the door on which the dildo was mounted. it imagined it was Master R in front of it and tried so hard to please Him with its efforts, keeping the silicone simulacrum submerged in its throat until it was gasping to breathe and continuing to thrust its head onto it even as it slobbered and drooled on the floor and its gorge rose.
it continued for about 10 minutes beyond the point when its jaw became sore, its guts churned and its throat begged for a merciful respite from the invader.
bitch respectfully begs You to contact it at hisslavebumboi@gmail.com with Your comments or criticisms and it especially begs You to suggest a suitable punishment if You spot any errors. Rest assured that Master R is interested in what You have to say and bitch will be thankful for Your input.