Straight away Claire moved in. She was ordered to get rid of her possessions as everything she needed would be supplied. She had only been at her job for three months, but Max ordered her to quit, he would find the right job for her eventually. Everything was gone, everything from her past.

Claire was made to sleep on the floor next to Max's bed and she walked around the house all day wearing a heavy leather collar and high heels. Occasionally she would be given a pair of crotchless panties to wear, as Max felt this emphasied the pussy more. He would make her wear a butt plug most days, often inserting a vibrating one to keep her horny.

From day one, Max made her have sex with all his friends and their wives. Some days Max would throw a party and sometimes she would be tied to the bed and gagged, people would wander in and out as they pleased and use her till they were satisfied.. Other times, Claire would be free to mingle with the guests, at any moment one of them could pull her aside and use her as he/she desired. Often Claire found herself crawling through a party, being fucked by someone different at each step she took Claire learnt very early on she could not say no to this, and she loved it.

The next lesson Claire learned came as a surprise in the middle of the night. It was around 3am when a hand suddenly shook her awake. Claire immediately knelt up and suddenly she felt a hand grab her hair, yanking her head back sharply. She opened her mouth to scream in fright and felt a cock shoved in.

At first Claire thought she was to suck it, then felt something trickle down her throat. Quickly she swallowed and realised he was peeing in her mouth! After this, Claire was used all the time for him to relieve himself. It was especially good for him when they were driving somewhere. He simply yanked her by the hair to his crotch, where she would undo his zip and place his cock in her mouth, then she would wait until he peed.

On the first anniversary of Claire being Max's slave, he came home with some news.

"I've organised a job for you. You start on Monday. You will be working Monday to Friday, 10am to 6pm and Saturdays 10am to 2pm. I will buy clothes for you to work in" Claire was excited at the prospect of getting out and about and being able to speak with new people. When Monday rolled around, Claire found out her job was to be selling stock in an adult shop. The clothes Max had bought for her were trashy/slut to say the least. But since the owner was a good friend of his, and had no problems with the clothes she would be wearing, there was no problem. Besides, it would increase business.

Almost as a uniform, Max had chosen skirts that didn't quite cover all of her butt cheeks, and tops that were either see-through or were cropped and didn't cover all of her bust. Of course there were not bras or panties. Claire was given explicit instructions that under no circumstances was she to stop a customer from touching her up.

They could do anything they wanted with her, even take her out the back for a quick fuck if they wanted, the only proviso she was given was that she must use a condom. The owner of the store was going to be working there all the time as well, so he would know if anyone did proposition her (and would even tell them to) and if she did deny someone, he would be reporting back to Max.

It didn't take long for her to find herself spending more time out the back having sex with customers than inside doing work. One of the customers let slip that they were paying good money to use her, and she realised she was being prostituted by her Master. It was something she had never considered, but she found it arousing. One day a man came in with an unusual proposition.

"I've been told you never say no to any request."

"Yes Sir, that's true."

"Well, I have one for you, I want you to mate with my dog."

Claire was taken aback. Fuck a dog? She'd never heard of such a thing. How on earth was she supposed to fuck a dog? The idea was ludicrous.

"Um, I've never heard of that. Just a moment." She went up to the owner of the shop. "That man over there wants me to fuck his dog."

The owner of the shop looked over her shoulder and walked over to the man. After a few minutes the man left and the owner went back behind the counter. Nothing more was said. Later that night, she broached the subject with Max.

"A man came into the shop today, asking me to fuck his dog."

"Really? And what did you say?"

"'Just a minute', then I went up to my boss and told him."

"And what did he do?"

"Went over to him, talked to him and then the man went away."

"Curious." said Max, and Claire could see he was thinking. The next weekend, Claire got a surprise. Late on the Saturday afternoon, barely an hour after returning from work, a knock came to the door. When Claire went to open it, she saw the man from the shop standing there, with his Alsatian beside him, on a lead. Max rocked up just behind her, putting out his hand and welcomed the man inside. He then ordered Claire into the lounge room.

Once inside, Claire was ordered down onto all fours. The dog was immediately let off the lead and went over to sniff her. It gave a lick then went back to its owner. The man looked at Claire then at Max. "The bitch isn't on heat, Roger isn't interested."

"We can fix" replied Max and disappeared. He quickly returned with a large vibrator. He went over to Claire and pressed it against her clit. It wasn't long before Claire was moaning and Roger pricked up his ears. Max stopped and walked away. "Would you like a coffee?" he asked the man, who nodded. Max placed the vibrator all the way inside Claire's pussy, "Don't cum." he instructed, then lead the man out into the kitchen. Roger went with them.

Claire was getting horny. She hated when Max did this, because she never knew how long he would be gone and she could barely stop herself from cumming. As the tension built up, Claire felt a slow transition happen inside her, as she was building up fuck lust. It happened when she became so full of lust that she simply HAD to fuck � anything! She was left there for 45 minutes, with her juices dripping down her legs. When they returned, they found her gently swaying her hips, as she arched her butt in the air and moaning.

Max could tell she hadn't cum and he patted her on the head. He removed the vibrator to her protests, then Roger was let off his lead again. This time Roger got stuck right in, his tongue disappeared up Claire's throbbing, wet, engorged pussy lips and she almost howled. She still had not been given the command to cum, and she thought she would explode with the tension. Suddenly, she felt Roger climb on top of her.

He gave a few quick thrusts, then his rock hard cock hit home. It slid straight into her slippery cunt-hole with no resistance. He pumped away like a wild beast and Claire felt a hard lump enter her, then he really let loose. Max was watching transfixed. He'd never seen Claire this sexually primitive. He nodded, but she didn't seem to notice, so he said loudly, "You may cum." and instantly Claire responded with a scream, as the tension which had built up in her loins was released.

Immediately, Claire dropped her shoulders to the floor and grunted in time with Roger's strokes. She was cumming repeatedly, Max was amazed. Roger boned away and his owner now had his cock out and was kneeling in front of Claire. She couldn't see him, the lust had completely taken her over, but some primitive part of her knew what was wanted. She opened her mouth and when a cock was shoved in, she sucked like a woman possessed. And that was how Max described her.

When Roger pulled out, fluid drizzled from Claire's cunt. Max simply said "Lick it up" and Claire instantly complied. Max had never seen her like this, he was truly amazed. Roger had cleaned himself up and now came back to clean up Claire. As his tongue touched her pussy lips, Claire froze and uttered a low, primitive growl. Roger was back on her in a flash, pumping away for her hole. He found it quickly and was once again 'rogering' her for all he was worth.

Max, unable to control himself, knelt in front of her and shoved his cock in her mouth, this too she sucked like never before. Max grabbed hold of her nipples and pulled on them for leverage as he fucked her face like he did her pussy � hard and fast. He came fast, grunting as he sprayed his juices down her throat and Claire muffled her moans as orgasm after orgasm washed over her. When Max finished, he sat back to watch the rutting pair.

10 minutes later, Roger was finished yet again. Claire slumped forward and passed out. Roger's owner looked at Max and said, "Roger will be ready to go again in about 20 minutes. If she is still passed out, we can put her over a low stool and he will still fuck her. You haven't seen anything till you see Roger fuck an unconscious woman."

Max nodded, and 20 minutes later with Claire still unconscious and positioned over an ottoman, they watched as Roger took Claire for the third time. Max agreed, there was something completely beast like about letting a woman be used for fucking by a dog when she was unconscious. It was the ultimate in using a sex slave. Max also knew what he needed to do with Claire.

The next afternoon, Claire was finally awake. She found she had been sleeping on the bed instead of the floor. She slowly wandered out to the loungeroom, where she found Roger and his owner sitting there talking with Max. Apparently, they had stayed all night.

"Ah, Claire, I have some news for you. First, grab a coffee and sit down."



Claire did as she was told and sat on the floor at Max's feet.

"Ok, how did you feel about yesterday?"

"It was amazing. I've never felt anything like that. It was as if I'd finally realised what my reason for being was."

"Yes it seemed so natural, watching you, I've never seen you more your real self than when you were being used by the dog. You truly are a bitch, you know."

"Yes, it seems that way."

"We both know what this means, Claire."

"Yes." she sighed. She knew what would have to happen."

"You are a slave, but you aren't meant to be a slave to a man. You were meant to be a slave to a dog, Claire."

"Yes" she agreed. She had realised that last night the first time Roger was fucking her. Part of her had cried out to the universe to make her a dog's bitch slave for ever.

"I've been talking with Ron here, and he has agreed. I am giving you to Roger as his slave. Part of the deal is that Ron will take you in and look after you, but you will be Roger's bitch, at his beck and call. Do you agree to this?"

Claire needed only a moment. She looked at Roger, then back to Max. "Yes."

An hour later, Claire had packed the clothes she had, which Max had said she could take. She was in the loungeroom, naked and kneeling, with knees far apart and hands resting on top her things, palms up. She was in front of Roger, as he sat next to Ron's chair.

Claire could see the dog was excited, he had part of his cock protruding from its sheath. This excited her and she began to get wet. Max walked up to Claire and snapped Roger's lead around her neck. He pulled her forward on to all fours and across the room to Roger, where she resumed her kneeling position.

"I now hand you over to Roger. He will be your Master from now on." Max dropped the lead at Roger's feet, who bent down and sniffed the lead. Then he looked up at Claire, then Ron. "Go on" Ron urged and Roger walked over to Claire. She instantly raised her arse in the air and lowered her shoulders to be in position for him. He sniffed her rear end and started licking again. Claire closed her eyes. She knew if he took her now, he was accepting her as his bitch. She held her breath. Everyone waited to see what Roger would do.

Roger stopped licking and stared at Claire's cunt. This time there would be no preparation for him. He had to accept his bitch as she was, take her or leave her. He looked up at Ron, then Max then turned back to stare at the hole in front of him. Suddenly, Roger lunged at the pussy, licking in a frenzy. He leapt onto her back and prodded for her hole, finding it and sticking his cock in as far as it would go. He began to fuck her frantically, as though he hadn't seen a bitch in years.

Claire was whimpering with pleasure. "Oh Master, yes, yes! Fuck your horny, wet bitch. Take me Master, fuck me. Oh fuck me hard." She was filled with a sense of bliss she had never felt before. Roger was fucking her, that was all that mattered. His doggy cock was inside his bitch's cunt and all was right with the world.

Roger fucked her hard and fast for a good 30 minutes then pulled out. She stayed in position as his cum dribbled down her legs. Ron tapped her on the head and she looked up at him. "Roger has claimed you for his bitch. There are a few things you need to know." Claire looked at him, and listened.

"First of all, you belong to Roger solely. I will not be using you for anything, neither will any other person as long as you are with Roger. You are his bitch and only his. He is a stud dog, so is often rented out for stud purposes. You will be expected to assist him in that, to help him mate with the female bitches by sucking his cock off to get hard and excited and to help put his cock into the other bitches' holes. You will have to sit and watch him fucking real bitches, any and as many as I organise for him, but you will be fucked by no other dog or man. Occasionally, I will order you to suck him off, just because I wish to see it..

"Also, you will not wear clothes around our house, you will be completely naked at all times and accessible for Roger. That means you will be expected to move around the house on all fours at all times, so that you are always in position, ready for your Master to fuck you. Even when you have a period, you will not be allowed to use anything for it.

"Roger will take care of keeping you clean at that time. You will not work but will be around the house 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Whenever Roger wants to take you, let him, even if I have guests. You are forbidden to ever utter the word 'no' to Roger. Do not worry about others seeing you, nobody comes to my house unless they expect to see it happen.

"You will wear Roger's collar at all times to show you are his property. I will get a dog tag made up saying Master Roger's bitch', which you will wear at all times. You will be responsible for feeding him, for bathing and grooming him. You will be able to eat whenever you like, but when Roger is eating, you must sit and wait for him to finish first. I arrange for someone to take him for walks, can't have you denying Roger his rights to his bitch, just because you are in the street.

"You will sleep outside in the kennel with Roger. It's outside, but is walled off, so no-one can see. It is a large enough kennel for you both. You will drink out of his water bowl outside and relieve yourself on the lawn when outside. Do you accept all of this?"

"Yes, I accept all my obligations and limitations imposed by my Master Roger."

"Fine, we will leave then."

Claire looked forward to her new life. Finally, she now knew where she belonged, knew that she was born to be a human bitch for a dog Master, to have a dog's hard, stiff cock pumping away inside her woman's pussy, like a piston whenever he chose to use her, as often as he chose to use her and that she would only ever feel complete when it was.