One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))
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				Title: <strong>One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 05:20:22</strong>
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				It was barely after dawn when Seth began getting ready. He showered, shaved and splashed himself with cologne and aftershave. He put gel into the shock of hair down the middle of his head and dressed up in a collared shirt and a tie. He had a buyer coming in from out of state and he wanted to make an impression.<br><br>Next, was the task of breakfast which was always a chore. Seth loaded the rice cooker with brown rice and water and opened a gallon can of baked beans. As the rice cooked and the beans simmered, he set out four metal bowls numbered 2, 3, 4 and 7. At the moment he had four girls housed in the cages out back, and four empty cages as well. Each girl would need to be showered and groomed before the buyer arrived.<br><br>While the food finished cooking, Seth started his own breakfast of bacon, hash browns and scrambled eggs. He scooped three cups of rice and a cup of beans into each of the bowls before slipping one slice of bacon and some eggs into the bowl labeled 2. Each bowl got a slice of dry wheat toast to finish the meal.<br><br>Seth made his way out to the yard, carrying the odd numbered bowls out first.<br><br>"Good morning bitches. Time for breakfast." Seth smiled, looking at the four pairs of eyes on him. "It's a big day, everyone needs a shower. We've got a buyer coming in a few hours."<br><br>One by one, Seth opened the cages and cautiously slid the bowls in. He always had to be careful around the new arrivals, as they had a tendency to try and escape in the first few months. Despite the fact that all of the girls he had currently were sufficiently broken and trained, ritual was the cornerstone of his system.<br><br>Once all of the girls on both sides of the yard were fed, he began setting up the plastic tub that he used to bathe them. By the time he'd finished setting up, most of the girls were done eating except for 2 who was taking her time to savor the special treats her Master had provided. <br><br>The first to get her shower was 7, a Chinese national who had been trafficked through several countries before arriving with Seth. She was lithe, beautiful and obedient but spoke barely a word of English, she appealed to a very specific buyer. She allowed herself to be led by leash over to the tub where she was sprayed down with cold water from the hose. Using a large sponge and cheap, scented, liquid soap- Seth washed her thoroughly from head to toe, moving her limbs and turning her as he needed. With the buyer on the way, Seth used a small handful of generic shampoo to wash her hair. She was dried with a large, soft towel and her hair brushed dry. After parting it down the middle, he tied her long straight hair into perfectly symmetrical pigtails, tied up with brown ribbons to match her eyes.<br><br>Seth repeated this same process for 4, the blue eyed red-head whose cage neighbored 2's. Then again for 3, the green eyed brunette who still bore the marks from a recent punishment she'd suffered for talking back to Seth.<br><br>Lastly, Seth opened 2's cage, smiling as he clipped a leash to her collar that like the others bore a tag with her number embossed into the aluminum. He led her over to the tub and turned the hose back on. Though she was also washed by hose and sponge, 2 had her own special soap and shampoo, scented with more exotic and valuable scents than the generic supplies used on the others. He also took extra care in brushing her hair out, trying to avoid tugging too hard on her scalp unlike the others. Her long blonde hair was also brushed into tails and tied up with ribbons to match her eyes.<br><br>"Did you enjoy your breakfast, 2?" Seth asked softly as he brushed out her hair. "Don't worry too much about the man coming later. I'd never let anyone take you away. Never."
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ophelia Jaxon</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 15:11:41</strong>
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				2 had had a rough night. It was a cold one, and left her shivering so she hadn't gotten much sleep, plus 3 had been crying and talking in her sleep again which made it all that much harder to have a peaceful night. She managed to close her eyes at about two am and open them at five, already anticipating breakfest...or was it dinner? She could never remember.<br><br>When it was finally time for food, 2 knelt by the door and happily waited for it to be her turn to have her meal. She could smell the bacon as Master approached her cage and her flat stomach rumbled. She didn't speak to him, only stared up and blinked her big green eyes. It smelled lovely! Being a good girl had paid off again! She'd tried to tell 3 that she should behave, don't talk back to Master...It irritated 2 when sometimes she would say naughty things about him. He was the best Master in the whole world!<br><br>So, while the other girls, one by one were lead away to get their baths, 2 ate her breakfest. Sometimes she would lean over like a real dog and eat the food with just her mouth, but today she pulled the bacon out and put it on the dirty floor, then started scooping the food into her mouth. chewing and swallowing. When that was done, she sat cross legged and picked up the bacon. She brought it to her nose and gave it a long sniff, then let her tongue lick out at it.<br><br>"mmmm" Again and again she licked the salty meat, like one would lick an ice-cream. When she counted that she was the last one needing to be bathed, she simply shoved it in her mouth, but didn't chew. She wanted to taste it a little while longer.<br><br>She 'sat pretty' while Master put the leash on her and walked on her hands and knees perfectly to heel and climbed into the tub. She hated this part. Getting a bath. The water was cold and hurt her skin. Her arms moved above her head to protect herself from the hose, but she quickly remembered her place and dropped them down. With her tongue she pushed the bacon to the right side of her mouth, trapping it between teeth and tongue, thinking that Master would think she ate it, not knowing that her cheek swelled.<br><br>Then came the part 2 liked best. The brushing. The bristles massaging her scalp, it always put her in a happy place and she stayed perfectly still as Master worked her long hair into the pigtails with the green ribbon. Green was her very favorite colour.<br><br>"Mmhmmm...Yummy" She said, her head turned to look at him and she smiled. "What is for....one...one dollars?" She asked. She heard the girls talking a couple weeks ago and 7 had said some people pay one million dollars or more for girls and that was a lot. 2 didn't want another Master, so she just wanted to make sure...only she forgot what the word million was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 20:55:38</strong>
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				Jenna woke up to the blaring sound of her alarm clock interrupting her dreams and shattering her peaceful sleep. As always she groaned in protest taking viscous delight in smacking the thing until it went silent. Sunlight streaked through the window as she pushed back the covers on her bed and sat up rubbing her eyes. She gave a tilted half smile to her room mate Alex across the room who'd lifted her sleeping mask to glare at her, the girls curly hair a halo of golden blond around her head making her look younger then the 20 that she was. She glared for a moment more before rolling over and dropping back into sleep as was her morning ritual. Alex wasn't a morning person.<br><br>Jenna stretch and got out of bed padding across the floor on silent feet as she gathered her running shoes, socks, a pair of shorts and a sports bra. In the bathroom she washed her face and ran a brush through her short red hair before tying it back into a pony tail. She pulled of her pj pants and matching shirt to put on her running shorts and black sports bra. She put on her shoes next making sure they were tied just right.<br><br>Slipping from the bathroom she put her clothing in the hamper and grabbed her cell and ipod before leaving the room. As always she took the stairs at a half run and burst through the building doors before taking off towards the jogging trail, Fall Out Boy blaring in her ears as she ran. It took her half an hour to complete the full loop around the trail but as always she felt great once she was done. She'd tried to tell Alex once running in the morning was the best way to wake up but the girl had just given her, her patented whatever look and gone back to reading vogue.<br><br>Jenna went back to her room smiling when she saw Alex conscious if not fully awake yet, "Morning sunshine." She said brightly as she went to the bathroom ready to shower off the sweat of the run and get dressed for the day. Alex grumbled, "Your going to get raped running around at daw dressed in your underwear." Jenna laughed sticking her head out of the bathroom as she turned on the water and waited for it to heat up. "I'm wearing more clothes then you did to the club last night." She said with a laugh. "Thats different" Alex said with a haunty sniff, "Didn't you read the rape hand out they sent every one?" She asked crossing her arms. Jenna rolled her eyes, "Yeah I read it, no way am I taking my run in a sweater with my hair down." she said shaking her head, ending the annoying conversation by shutting the door between them, she should have known it wouldn't stop Alex from having the last word. "You'll be sorry." Alex yelled her voice pitched like she was trying to be menacing but ruined the effect by laughing.<br><br>Jenna laughed as she stripped off her clothing before taking a quick shower and going through her normal morning routine. By the time she was out of the shower and getting dressed Alex was gone off to class and she was alone. She dressed in a pair of cute short Alex had gotten her a few weeks ago and black tank top with the school name printed across the chest. She left her hair down in soft waves and put on a few touches of make up, mascara, a touch of eye liner and lip gloss before heading out the door to her first and most boring class.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>16-10-2011, 03:09:13</strong>
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				Seth's eyes went dark and cold when 2 asked him a strange question. She asked about dollars. Seth's grip on her dirty blonde hair tightened as he bunched it up on the unfinished side, pulling slowly on her scalp with a steady grip. He scanned the other girls, one by one, looking over the top of 2's head. His jaw went tense as he ground his teeth together.<br><br>"Who?" Seth barked, more of a demand than a question and he seemed to be demanding it of everyone present except for 2. "Who told you something about dollars?"<br><br>It was only a matter of time before 2 spilled the beans on whoever it was that had been talking about money with her, she could certainly tell that he was angry. All of the girls learned quickly to distinguish and respect Seth's anger. 4, on the even numbered side of the yard looked back into his eyes with tears already welling in her own, obviously terrified. When someone was guilty of filling 2's head with dangerous, unnecessary or forbidden thoughts; 4 was the likeliest suspect as their cages shared a wall. 4's eyes however told a very different story, the girl was terrified that she might be suspected and punished.<br><br>3 was also able to look him in the eye, something dangerously close to defiance glaring back at him, but nothing like guilt. She still wore the marks of her last punishment, and would have been quite a trial to punish again for something that she hadn't been guilty of.<br><br>7, the unlikeliest of suspects, could not meet his eyes. Instead she was tucking herself up in the thread bear quilt that was provided her, already breaking the rules by messing up her freshly arranged hair.<br><br>Before 2 even got a reply to escape from her terror wrought chest, Seth had tied the ribbon tightly in her hair and clipped her leash to a D-ring bolted into the side of the house. Seth went straight to the last cage on the odd side of the yard and kicked 7's metal cage door.<br><br>"Look at me!" Seth demanded, as the frightened girl tucked herself farther into the back corner of her cage. "I know you understand me, you deceitful fucking bitch. Look at Me!"<br><br>When 7 just tried to tuck herself into the corner more still, Seth pulled from his pocket a device that looked like the remote for a garage door opener. The black, plastic box was adorned with buttons numbered 1-8, each button remotely linked to electroshock plates inside the corresponding collar. Seth pressed the 7 button hard and held it down as the young girl's body went rigid and her limbs thrashed outward.<br><br>"You stupid fucking cunt. You've been getting off easy all this time because I didn't think you could understand me. Now I find out that not only do you speak English, but you've been filling my favorite's head with bullshit about money? About business? My business? What did you tell her?"<br><br>7's body went rigid again and she thrashed over onto her back, her black hair tossed into chaos by the wall of her cage. When Seth released the button again, 7 lost control of her bladder and wet the cardboard floor of her cage.<br><br>"I ought to let you rot in your own filthy mess. You're lucky this buyer is on the way, otherwise I'd really run you fucking ragged." Seth seethed. "You'd better hope he wants to buy you, otherwise you'll be sleeping in the small box tonight."<br><br>Seth still had so much to do, he didn't have time to deal with 7 right now. He still had to empty out the girls' "waste" buckets down the drain in the center of the yard and give all the buckets a good rinse out. He also needed to refill all four, two-gallon drinking jugs with hose water. Now, he needed to change the cardboard in the bottom of 7's cage and then fix her hair again.<br><br>It couldn't have been more than a few minutes after Seth latched 7's cage closed again that his cell phone rang. The buyer was already outside.<br><br>"Yeah, alright. Here I come." Seth said flatly into his phone before hanging up and turning back to the girls. "Alright, bitches. Chins up and chests out, I'm bringing him back."<br><br><div align="center">***</div><br>The buyer was a businessman from Arizona, he was dressed in a sharp suit with a bolo instead of a proper tie, but he still wore a blazer in spite of the warm weather. He introduced himself as Keith, and Seth didn't really care if that was his real name or not.<br><br>"Nice to meet you Keith, I was just about to give the girls their vitamins." Seth explained as he stood over the sink, dropping pills into paper cups labeled with the girls' numbers. "I give them a cocktail that includes: Iron, vitamin C, fish oil, calcium, vitamin D, an aphrodisiac from Japan and birth control pills. So, you don’t have to worry about cumming inside. It’s up to you how much of that you want to continue if you decide to purchase one of them.”<br><br>Seth dropped the last pill into the cup and then placed the pill bottles back into the cabinet loaded with nothing but plastic pill bottles.<br><br>“Ready to meet them?” Seth asked, smiling as he grabbed the tray of pills. “Follow me.”<br><br>Seth led Keith out into the yard, the middle of the yard still wet from where he had hosed the concrete off after dumping the buckets. He led him to 2’s cage first, ever the shining example of the efficacy of Seth’s system.<br><br>“This one’s mine. She’s not for sale, but as you see, she knows her place well and loves to serve.” Seth told him, opening her cage and holding the cup forward, pouring the pills into her open mouth. “Swallow and show me.”<br><br>Seth commanded, a ritual which required 2 to swallow the medication and then open her mouth, pull her cheeks apart and wiggle her tongue around so that he could be sure she had actually swallowed.<br><br>“How much for this one?” Keith asked suspiciously.<br><br>“Again, she’s not for sale. Let’s move on.” Seth said, a faint hint of irritation in his voice as he closed 2’s cage and moved across the yard to 3’s cage. “This one is 3, she’s still a little bit willful but she’s learning fast. You might need to do some training of your own, so she’s only going for one and a half. She’s beautiful and American though, and obviously desperate to find a real home.”<br><br>3 was really putting on a show for Keith, obviously ready to be free of Seth’s yard, even if it wasn’t the same as actually being free. She touched her throat seductively as she swallowed the pills and started touching her clit as she wiggled her tongue at Keith for longer than she needed to show that she had swallowed all the pills. She was moaning a bit as she looked into Keith’s eyes and starting to press herself against the cage door after Seth closed it.<br><br>“What about the red-head over there?” Keith asked, gesturing back to 4. “How much for her?”<br><br>“Ah, you have good taste. She’s one of the best trained of the ones for sale. American, twenty years old and very well trained. She’s learned a lot from 2, and she’ll do anything to keep her Master happy.” Seth smiled, proud as 4 presented herself with dignity and poise before the buyer, she had never looked more beautiful. “She’s going to set you back three, but you’ll know where that extra money went when you get her in bed.”<br><br>Keith and 4 made long eye contact, likely communicating more than words ever could.<br><br>“And lastly, 7 over here. For just a scant million you can plunge your cock into the tight, wetness of-”<br><br>“I don’t like Asians. Besides, I can get a fresh of the boat chink whore for half that.” Keith replied, still staring at 4. “Can I take her for a test drive?”<br><br>“Of course you can, Keith. I’ve got a room prepared downstairs. Here.” Seth leaned down and opened 4’s cage, clipping a leash on her and handing the lead to Keith. “She shouldn’t give you any trouble, but if she does, just call me and I’ll go set the bitch straight. Just be gentle, retail rules apply: You break it, you bought it.”<br><br>As 4 followed Keith down into the basement that Seth had converted into a dungeon for intensive training sessions, Seth sat down on the edge of 2’s cage and lit a cigarette.<br><br>“We might need to get you a new sister, 2.” Seth smiled through the smoke, slipping a small Tootsie Roll from his shirt pocket into 2’s waiting hands. “And 3, that was a good show, but buyers can smell desperation. It was a nice try though, you’re starting to learn.”<br><br>Seth flipped another candy across the yard into 3’s cage. Just then 4’s moans and cries began to rise up through the small basement windows at the base of the house.<br><br>“I’d better get the kit ready. Maybe we could move in a new girl by tonight.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>16-10-2011, 18:59:30</strong>
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				Jenna's class was boring but then it always was. math could only hold the hyper active girls attention for so long before she was tapping her foot incessantly yearning to go outside. As a child many teacher would just let her go finding her behavior to be distracting to the other student. She looked back on those days fondly, oh how she missed them. Her current teacher didn't take pity on her. In fact he even tried to get her to stay after class for a bit of extra help. She refused the offer and left as fast as she could without running.<br><br>Jenna walking out to the quad a light breeze making her flutter around her in the hopes of seeing Derek but he wasn't around. A bench provided her a seat while she pulled open her bag and fished out her seldom used cell phone. In truth she hated the thing. Sometimes she just liked to be alone cell phones meant you were never truly alone putting her desires at oddest with the rest of her social circle. As if to prove a point the screen came to life blinking out urgently that it had a text. She opened it and smiled lightly at the brief note from Derek asking her if he could take her to dinner. A smirk curled her lips as she sent him back a smily face rolling it's eyes and the word no. She couldn't even manage to put the thing away before it was flashing again and she opened Derek's reply, <em>Your cruel, c u @ 7</em> She replies with her agreement before putting the phone away.<br><br>Today was her slow day she had the math class and little else to do until an astronomy lab in the middle of the night. The teacher urged everyone to sleep but Jenna never did. Her lab partners shoulder made an amazing pillow. Instead she debated between her new batch of math homework and the practice field that she knew would be blessedly empty. It was no contest.<br><br>Pulling her cell phone back and zipping up her messenger bag she took the slightly wooded trial through the edge of the large city park. The trail felt as if she'd stepped into the woods and while it would take her three times as long to get there no one ever came this way save the occasional jogger or biker, certainly none of her friends eager to include her in some hair brained scheme.
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				Post by: <strong>Ophelia Jaxon</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 17:15:16</strong>
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				2 began to whimper even before her hair was being pulled properly. She'd been around long enough to know the game, but she didn't slap at him or complain, just whimper, bottom lip curling over the top. She should have known better! She knew that Master didn't like it when she asked about thing 'outside' She had just slipped up! She clamped her lips shut when he shouted Who. Silently praying she wouldn't have to tattle.<br><br>She wanted to cry. She hated when she upset Master. Even though it wasn't completely her fault, she thought it was. She was his forever. Had always been his. If she couldn't keep him happy then what good was she.<br><br>"OW!" 2 let out when the ribbon tied so tightly that strains of hair were pulled and would be until Master let her untie the ribbon, or does it himself. Tears welled in her eyes as the pain in her scalp continued. She was scared. Not only for herself, but for her 'sisters' too. Finally 2 cried when she was attached to the wall, she turned her body so that her side was against the wall and put her hands tightly over her ears and closed her eyes. She knew what was coming. Finally she swallowed the bacon.<br><br>2 felt horrible and when finally she was taken back to her cage, she crawled on hands and feet, head lowered, looking at the ground instead of up at the others. When the door closed on her 'cage', 2 curled up and lay down.<br><br>Finally it was time for the buyer to come. 2 sat like a good girl. knee's on the floor, spread only a little bit and hands resting on her thighs, head straight, back arched just a little, and eyes downcast.<br><br>She hated this bit. Swallowing of the pills, but she tilt her head, opened her mouth, swallowed, opened her mouth wide, lifting her tongue so he'd know she wasn't hiding any under there, then she pulled at her cheeks to give him a good look at all the hiding places. Once that was done, her hands went back to her thighs and she knelt silently.<br><br>The man asked how much she was and her eyes very quickly darted to Master, then back down to their feet. For a moment she thought he might sell her afterall. She had been bad hadn't she? But no. He didn't buy her. Master didn't even give him a price...not that she understood such matters.<br><br>2's eyes stayed on the floor then, until Master was outside her cage. 4 was gone. 2 had liked 4 and the thought of her going away made her visibly pout.<br><br>Another sister. 2 took the candy, but played with it instead of eat it. She didn't deserve it, so she'd save it!<br><br>"Like 4" She said with a sigh. She stared up to Master, trying to ignore the noises coming from the inside house. "Can come?" She asked, batting her eyelashes. She knew the answer already would be no, but it wasn't the first time she'd asked, nor would it be the last. In truth, she might be the favourite, but 2 was jealous of the other girls. They'd all -been- somewhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 07:11:07</strong>
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				Seth smiled with half of his face as 2 sighed and expressed her feelings about losing her sister. The deal was certainly not finished, but from the groans and shouts coming from the basement Keith was quite satisfied with 4's disposition. He slipped his fingers into 2's cage, a slight attempt at comforting the girl.<br><br>"I know you liked her, I'll miss her too. But I'll find you a nice, pretty, new sister and move her into 4's cage so you can have a new friend." Seth smiled down, giving her the privilege of eye contact. "No, you can't come. But if you're a good girl until the man leaves, I'll let you suck my cock while I search for a new 4."<br><br>Seth stood back up, pulling his fingers once more out of 2's reach and pulled a lungful of smoke from his cigarette. When he looked across the yard, he was surprised to find 3 still pressed up against her cage door, frantically masturbating. When she saw him look over, she tried to entice him.<br><br>"Master! Please! I- I need it, Sir." She begged, spreading open her dripping sex with her fingers. "Please, Master. Give this meat your big cock, she's aching for it. 3 did good, didn't she? And the noises they're making... I need Master's big cock!"<br><br>Seth just chuckled and blew smoke in her direction. He'd nearly forgotten how much aphrodisiac lotion and pills he'd forced upon her during her punishment the night before. She was obviously still feeling the effects and clearly aching for a good fuck. He entertained the idea briefly, but decided that it was more important to start training a new 4 than to satisfy 3's craving.<br><br>"This is part of your punishment, whore. Deal with it." Seth scoffed in reply to her plea. "Cock is for girls who can be good more than an hour at a time. You did do well today, though. Here, take 7's quilt for the night, she won't be needing it."<br><br>Just as Seth finished wrestling the dingy quilt away from 7 and throwing it in with 3, Keith returned from the basement. He was straightening his bolo with one hand while the other led 4 by her leash.<br><br>"I'll take her." Keith said, matter of factly.<br><br>Behind him, a single tear slid down 4's cheek.<br><br><div align="center">***</div><br>The money counter hummed as Seth stacked pile after pile of hundred dollar bills in the feeder slot. 4 was kneeling by his side, wrapping stacks of ten-thousand with rubber bands. Both Seth and Keith were keeping notes of the count, to keep the numbers impartial. Though she made no sound, 4 was still silently crying, doing her best to bundle the stacks of bills the way he liked for this, the final act she would do for Seth, her Master.<br><br>"Looks like it's all here. Did you bring a collar with you?" Seth asked, sliding a small key from his key-ring into the small luggage lock that kept 4's collar fastened around her neck. "Obviously, you can name her whatever you please now that she's yours.&nbsp; And you... be a good girl for Master Keith now. I'll miss you."<br><br>Without a word, 4 lunged up and hugged Seth around the neck from her knees. He'd been her everything for so long, it was hard to remember what life had been like before him, much less to imagine what it would be After him.<br><br>As the buyer and his new pet left, Seth sighed faintly, looking down at 4's old collar. He really would miss her. Seth decided he needed to bust a nut down 2's throat before he got all emotional and weak.<br><br>By now Seth had abandoned his tie and already undone the top three buttons of his shirt. He made his way out to the yard and opened 2's cage, clipping the leash to her collar.<br><br>"Come on." Seth smiled, leading her into the house. "Let's find you a new sister."<br><br><div align="center">***</div><br>Seth was completely nude as he lay on his massive, circular bed. On one side, he had his laptop open, surfing Craigslist, message boards and other likely sites for a potential victim he could abduct without being caught. On his other side, 2 was crawling up onto the bed.<br><br>"Go on," Seth urged 2 who was bringing her face close to his eleven-inch, rock hard cock, looming before her eyes. "Show Daddy how much you've learned."<br><br>As 2 went to work, Seth clicked on his massive flat-screen and turned on Sports Center for highlights to play in the background as he searched the internet for a new girl. He gasped and moaned faintly as his hand slipped gently onto the back of 2's head.<br><br><em>"Next, on Sports Center, we're going to talk about something a little different. Collegiate, varsity, women's soccer. Why are we talking about this? The story here is UCLA true Freshman Jenna Thompson. In her very first game at this level, young Jenna scored two goals and also floated in this gorgeous floating cross pass for an assist." The sports anchor announced as his face faded into highlights from the game in question. "The first score, comes off of her forehead on a corner kick. With authority! Then again, in added time, she absolutely lays-out to make this bicycle kick, right over the defender and past the goalie. This girl is one to watch."<br><br>"Not exactly hard on the eyes, either. Is she?" The other anchor joked as the shot of the studio returned.<br><br>The first anchor just laughed and reshuffled the papers on his desk.<br><br>"No, she most certainly is not." The bald, bespectacled man replied. "The U.S. women's team is also going to be watching her closely, but for entirely different reasons than you and me."<br><br>"If all the players looked like her, I'm telling you, soccer would be a much more popular sport in this country."</em><br><br>By the time the segment concluded with a slow-motion, close-up of Jenna running down the field with her arm raised triumphantly after her second score, Seth was breathing heavily and making a fist in 2's hair. He was pumping her head faster and faster, forcing her to take him deeper.<br><br>It was obvious from the first moment Seth saw her, larger than life and in High-Definition. That was her, his new 4. He had to have her, had to make her his. As his fingers flew over the keyboard, Seth imagined her helpless, envisioned her face as pleasure and pain bled together, imagined the sound of her moans and screams.<br><br>Using her name, Seth was able to work backwards through a series of encrypted government and DMV sites, bringing up a phone number, address and eventually even her social security number. The University website was incredibly helpful to anyone who could forge a social, showing him her dorm assignment, her room-mate's name and even her class schedule.<br><br>Jenna had a late night Astronomy course tonight. A look at the campus map told him what he already suspected, the observatory was far removed from the rest of the campus. That late at night it would likely be all but abandoned.<br><br>Seth let go of a long, hearty groan as he felt himself drawing close to climax, still staring at Jenna's DMV photo on the computer screen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>19-10-2011, 01:41:22</strong>
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				The field was empty just as she'd expected it to be. Jenna spent hours working through her normal drills going through wall kicks, stair steppers,machine guns and juggling. She set up cones and weaved through them did an hour of conditioning then let herself have some fun just running up and down the field kicking the ball as if she was playing a game completely by herself. <br><br>She was near center field when a sharp whistle drew her attention. She lifted her head and wiped her forehead with the back of her arm shading her eyes as she caught sight of her coach leaning back against the stands. Jenna used the tip of her toe to kick the ball into the air and caught it before jogging over to her coach, "Instep kicks looking better" The gruff woman said as Jenna leaned the ball on her hip and dragged in a lungful of air, she nodded mutely in agreement, she'd been working on improving that kick this year since it didn't have the power some of the other girls possessed.<br><br>Her coach looked uncomfortable as she rubbed the back of her neck and looked away from Jenna and out towards the field. "I though I should let you know Sports center did a piece on you." She said her glance sliding over to Jenna who looked very pleased, "You knew?" Her coach asked and she just shrugged. "No not really but I knew about the U.S. woman's team" She said causing her coach to draw in a sharp breath, "So I figured it'd just be a matter of time." She said glancing up when she heard foot steps a smile lighting her face as Derek came into view.<br><br>Her coach nodded and then looked to see what had drawn her most dedicated players attention. An amused smile flickered over her features as she looked back at Jenna, "Go have fun." She said patting the girl on the shoulder. Jenna beamed and waved a hand at Derek before disappearing to go get changed.<br><br><div align="center">~~*~~</div><br>Dinner with Derek was fun and light. They went to their favorite chinese place and ordered too much food. The only down side was Derek's study group and Jenna's class that forced them into ending the evening at 10 so she'd have time to drive out to the middle of no where, where the astronomy department was. The evening ended with a lingering kiss between their cars as Derek tried to convince her to skip class. <br><br>"i can't" she said for the third time even though she was very much enjoying his for of persuasion. "It's one class" He breathed trailing his lips down her neck nipping softly, his hands molding her body against his own as he pinned her to her car. She shiver and pushed lightly on his shoulders making him back up a step. He sighed knowing when he'd lost and kissed her good bye before getting in his car and driving away while waving good bye.<br><br>Jenna left a few moments later driving the opposite way out of town towards the open dessert where her class met every week to chart stars and try to get away from the constant light pollution. The drive was about 45 minutes and she was still early. She shut off her car and turning on her ipod and with the dome light on started her math homework intent to work on it until someone else showed up.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>27-10-2011, 04:17:34</strong>
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				<em>UCLA Astronomy Annex: 10:55 PM</em><br><br>Seth sat in his black Escalade truck, smoking a cigarette in a far corner of the Astronomy Annex parking lot. He was blasting Rob Zombie with the windows up, and the lights out. He peered through the cigarette smoke as the students in the late class began to filter out, back to their cars. He was watching Jenna’s car in particular, parked at an ideal sightline to her vehicle and hidden to most of the others. There were no overhead lights in this rarely used corner of the lot, he’d done several laps around the lot to find the perfect spot for what he wanted.<br><br>After what seemed like forever, Jenna finally emerged from the building. She was among the last to leave, but seemed to be walking with a crowd, that would be problematic. Seth placed his cigarette between his lips and pulled up the hood on the UCLA sweatshirt he’d bought from the student store. He then slid a pair of sunglasses over his eyes and stepped out of the truck, flicking his cigarette butt into the bushes.<br><br>Seth pulled out his cell phone and pretended to be searching for a signal, holding it up above his head and walking over toward Jenna’s car. Through his dark glasses, he was still watching her. Watching her move, watching her laugh, examining her soft curves and imagining her naked.<br><br>Imagining her helpless.<br><br>When she walked close enough to hear him, he spoke to her for the first time.<br><br>“Excuse me. Do you have jumper cables? My battery died and I forgot my cables back home, bad timing right? I had to clear out my truck to help my brother move last weekend, and it just slipped my mind. I was trying to call him, but I can’t get a damn signal anywhere around here. Could you help me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 01:35:54</strong>
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				Class was it's usual annoyance. Jenna loved the idea of astronomy, loved looking up at the stars in the night sky with a sense of wonder and the feeling that there had to be so much more then she could conceive going on. She loved being able to recognize the constellations and name the brightest points in the night sky but in general the class gave her a head ache&nbsp; as she tried to peer through the lens of the telescopes to trace the movements of venus through the smog hazed sky.<br><br>Tonight had been no different and it was a relief when the class came to a close. She walked out with her normal group chatting and laughing as they poked innocent fun at the professor that looked like he took styling tips for Einstein. She separated from the group as she neared her car and gave a last wave before turning away only to be spoke to by a voice she didn't immediately recognize.<br><br>She turned to look at the guy a smile on her face as she settled a hand on her hip and listened to him. her smile turned sympathetic as she nodded, "Ouch that sucks, there's never any signal out here. Sure I can help you out I'm sure I have a set in the trunk." She said as she pulled her keys from her back pocket and popped the trunk open to reveal a small space mostly taken up my a large gym bag, a soccer ball and a small plastic tub shoved way in the back.<br><br>"Sorry" She said with an amused sort of smile as she shifted through the sports gear to pull out the plastic tub and wrestled the top off of it. After a moment of pulling out things and setting them aside she pulled out the jumper cables with a look of triumph. "hah I knew they were here. I packed this thing when I bough the car and haven't used it till now." She explain putting the other stuff back in the box, a bottle of water, flares and glow sticks before putting it back in her trunk and closing it all together. "Wheres your car?" She asked looking around as if she could spot it, figuring she'd have to move her car to reach it since most of the spaces near her own were now vacant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 10:19:03</strong>
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				Seth returned Jenna’s smile as she jumped at the opportunity to help out. College girls were always so beautifully naïve and optimistic. He watched her body as she bent over the open trunk, the way her skin tight jeans hugged and lifted the supple cheeks of her athletic ass. <br><br>Glancing up, however briefly, Seth watched the other cars filtering out of the parking lot, going their own separate ways home. Leaving Jenna behind with him, just the two of them. All alone.<br><br>“I’m the big truck in the far corner over here. You could just back right in to this spot here.” Seth smiled, pulling his hood down and his sunglasses off. “I’m Seth by the way. Thanks for the help.”<br><br>Seth made a show of unlocking his truck and popping the hood while Jenna backed her car into the spot right next to Seth’s truck. While Jenna popped open the hood of her own vehicle, Seth moved over behind her. He pushed himself up, uncomfortably close behind her, peering over her shoulder as though trying to help.<br><br>“Yeah, just connect red to red and black to-”<br><br>Kik-Kik-Kik-Kik-Kik!<br><br>The hand-held stun gun (http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/stun-gun-ch.jpg) clicked repeatedly as it fired wave after wave of electricity into Jenna’s body through her hip. Each click sent four and a half million volts of electricity through her body, making her go rigid for a moment and then suddenly limp as she lost control of her muscles as well as consciousness. Seth caught her in his arms as she fell, holding her slender body against his chest and dragging her back into the back seat of his luxury SUV.<br><br>Once he had tossed Jenna’s limp body over the leather seats, Seth grabbed the roll of duct tape that he always kept under the passenger’s seat. He taped Jenna’s arms behind her back, taped her ankles together and then taped her mouth closed.<br><br>Closing the door to his own vehicle, Seth quickly shut Jenna’s hood and tossed her keys into the driver’s seat. Leaving Jenna’s door unlocked, Seth slammed his hood shut and climbed into the driver’s seat. In almost simultaneous motion, he started the engine and hit a speed dial key on his phone. The call played through the Escalade speakers.<br><br><em>”Yo, who ‘dis?”</em> The raspy, lethargic sounding voice on the other end asked.<br><br>“Fuck, Rodney. Please tell me you’re okay to drive. I need you and your cousin to do a pickup for me. I’ll pay the same as last time, but it’s got to be in the next couple of hours. You available? Or is it somebody else’s lucky day?” Seth shouted at his dashboard. <br><br><em>”Oh! Shit, Seth! My bad, man. I’m down. Just gimme a sec to grab a pen… and… fuck, out of ink. Hold on.”</em> The voice on the other end sounded much more alert, even as he could be heard moving away from the phone. <em>”Hey! Jamaal! Jamaal, I need a pen! We got business tonight..”</em><br><br>Then there was a pause, another voice was speaking but it was far too removed to register as actual speech.<br><br>“Goddamn this stupid mother fucker…” Seth hissed, waiting for Rodney to come back to the phone, he pulled to a stop at a red light.<br><br><em>”Alright, I’m here. What’s the address?”</em> Rodney said into his phone at last.<br><br>Just as Seth was about to tell him where to pick up Jenna’s car, an LAPD squad car stopped next to him at the light.<br><br>“Oh fuck, I’m going to have to text you the address. The Five-Oh just rolled up beside me and I’m riding dirty as hell.” Seth said out of the corner of his mouth before putting his sound system on mute.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 23:27:56</strong>
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				Jenna was more then happy to help the guy who needed a jump. She didn't think twice about backing her car up into the dark corner of the lot next to his truck or that fact that they were now alone in the middle of no where. Jenna wasn't the type to worry about that sort of thing. She'd had a blessed life one where she'd never needed to worry about the ugliness the world was capable of. She tensed a bit when he leaned in so close to her as she tried to attach the jumper cables but told herself not to be jumpy. It wasn't a big thing he was just trying to help her.<br><br>Then pain exploded in her hip and radiated out consuming her world and everything swam away as she had the brief sensation of falling and then nothingness.<br><br>The world came back slowly as jenna blinked open bright blue eye to find herself laying on her side in the back of a vehicle. Her entire body ached like she'd done a triathlon at double speed without training. She tried to move and winced even the small squeak of pain she managed hurt her throat and made her close her eyes trying to block it out.<br><br>She could hear two voiced and opened her eyes once more trying to figure out if they're were two people in the car. It became apparent very quickly he was on the phone with someone, the phone routed through his stereo so he could talk and drive with ease. She listened intently hoping that some how she'd learn something that would aid her in escaping. <br><br>She could feel the tape around her wrist and ankles pulling at her skin binding her and she didn't have the strength to move much now anyway. She was trying to move again pain assaulting her for her efforts when the man driving said the cops were next to him.<br><br>Jenna looked at the window like it was the greatest treasure in the world just out of her reach. She tried to sit up, she tried to kick the door she even tried to scream, but her efforts were in complete vein. Her body resisted her mind commands her muscles shaking with fatigue, trembling with the scant effort to move, and the pitiful sounds she did manage were completely muffled by the tape. <br><br>As the car started moving once more Jenna lost a measure of hope and tears gather in her expressive blue eyes and made trails down her cheeks. She was so close, so very close but in the end too far away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 00:18:29</strong>
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				Seth heard Jenna begin to struggle and squeal in the back seat, still unable to fight too hard, but giving it a sincere try. Seth reached back casually, as though he was reaching into the back for a CD or coat, and wrapped his hand around Jenna’s throat. His grip was gentle for now, but the warning in his gesture was quite evident.<br><br>“Be a good girl now, you wouldn’t want me to have to start your punishments early would you?” Seth asked sternly, his fingers lightly dancing over Jenna’s pulse. When the light turned and the squad car continued on, Seth smiled back at her. “That’s a good girl. We’re almost home.”<br><br>After waiting for the squad car to get some distance, Seth drove through the intersection and turned toward home, moving south of Jefferson Street where the police seldom ventured. When the cop was out of sight again, Seth put some music on from his multi-disc changer and turned the volume up high.<br><br>Seth pulled all the way into the garage before shutting down the engine and turning back to look into Jenna’s eyes. He was wearing a bright smile, his gray eyes gleaming.<br><br>“Welcome Home 4. It’s time to start a brand new chapter in your life. If you can be a good girl, and forget all about your old life, you might just come to like this new life better than your old one. If you fight me, however, you will suffer beyond the realms of what you would have ever thought possible. Nod if you understand.”<br><br>With his version of an “orientation” completed, Seth moved to the back of the vehicle and slung Jenna over his shoulder. He locked up the car and carried her through the garage into the house, indulging himself in a lighthearted smack to and squeeze of her round athletic ass.<br><br>“We’re going to have so much fun together.”<br><br>Music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1jQKpse7Yw#)
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 09:43:55</strong>
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				Jenna stilled at the feeling of his hand wrapped around her slender neck. For a moment panic threatened to overwhelm her but she pushed it back taking a deep breath and forced herself to stay calm. She stayed still her eyes narrowed in complete and utter hate as he slowly started to pull forward and drive. She tried to remember the way he turned and about how far she'd guess he'd gone. Maybe if she knew where he was taking it would help. It didn't make much sense but it kept her focused and kept the fear at bay.<br><br>The music was a helpful distraction too. She hated it, she liked most types of music but her tasted tended more towards mainstream and this pierced an her ear drums and made her shake her heat in distaste. She couldn't even be kidnapped by a jack ass with good taste in music.<br><br>She watched through the window as they pulled into a garage and she lost sight of those brilliant points of light watching her with cold eyes as she slipped into the bright darkness of his place. When he opened the door her crystal blue eyes here narrowed with hate and a touch of fear lingers in the brightness of her eyes that told of tears.<br><br>When he called her four and welcomed her to her 'new home' she kicked out her legs as if she meant to strike him though he was too far away for that and though her body cried out in pain she scouted her body away from him, whimpering with the effort. When he asked her if she understood his words she clenched her jaw beneath the tape grinding her teeth and nodded with a quick jerk.<br><br>Trusted up as she was it was simple for him to grab her and fling her over his shoulder the breath leaving her a touch. Even with that and the pain that was ripping her apart tears streaming down her face when he touched then smacked her ass she swung her legs feet at him and kicked him and tried to squirm knowing he might drop her but acting irrationally based on fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 05:56:45</strong>
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				When Jenna kicked her legs up at him, Seth saw her heels too late to move his chin out of the way. She caught him with the corner of her sneaker and knocked his head back. With her ankles taped, she could only really thrash around like a fish out of water but damn her legs were strong.<br><br>“No, no, no, no. We’re not doing all this bullshit.” Seth grunted, dropping Jenna onto her feet but never giving her a chance to get her balance before grabbing her shoulders and slamming her back against the door into the house hard enough to fully knock the wind out of her. “I’d like for you to be conscious for this part, but it’s not absolutely necessary. Understand? It’s your choice. Lights on or lights out?”<br><br>Seth held her shoulders tightly, keeping her pressed against the door, fingers sinking deep enough to leave bruises behind. Eventually, she seemed to get the idea and stop fighting, maybe it was because she was struggling to regain her breath through her nose, but it allowed him to carry her into the house and then down through another door, down into the basement.<br><br>With considerable effort, Seth wrestled Jenna’s neck into the leather-bound, padded groove in the set of stocks that were open and waiting for her, directly under the single light bulb overhead. Seth flicked open his pocket knife to cut the tape around her wrists and force them into place. When he had her where he wanted her, Seth clasped the stocks shut, holding her in place.<br><br>Seth brandished his blade in front of Jenna’s eyes, allowing the smooth steel to catch the light. He pulled the tape off of her mouth next and knelt to look into her eyes.<br><br>“Listen, and listen good, 4.” Seth began, lightly dragging the tip of the knife over her lightly quivering bottom lip, just gently tracing over the damp skin without breaking it. “Whatever life you used to have is over, and if you fight me you’ll wish like hell that I’d ended your life all together. You are now fuck-meat, existing solely for the purpose of bringing pleasure to Men. You will learn to give pleasure with your whole body, and accept who or what ever I command into your body. You will learn to obey, learn to serve, or you will suffer and suffer badly. You are not worthy of a name, only a number. Now answer me, ‘Yes, Master’.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ophelia Jaxon</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 22:10:26</strong>
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				2 watched sadly as 4 was taken away. She waved from her cage, but the other dog probably never saw it. Even though there were still others about, 2 felt lonely already. 4 had been her best friend and now she was gone. She didn't like 3. She thought that 3 was an attention seeking bitch...or maybe 2 was jealous that 3 always seemed so darn eager for everything. She didn't mind 7, but...7 probably wouldn't want to talk to her again. 7 spoke funny anyway, but over the years 2 picked up bits and pieces of different languages so her accent was nothing new.<br><br>When Master came back, 2 was on her knees, hands holding onto the cage door, face pressed against it to watch until 4 was completely out of eyesight. When Master went to open the door, she moved back from it and forced a smile as the lead was attached to her collar. Obediently, 2 walked...crawled...to heel.<br><br>2 has a bit of a short attention span, so once in the house, she'd forgotten all about 4. She liked the Masters house, it was warm, and the carpets felt so nice on her bare knees. He must be in a good mood! He let her on his bed! This was the best day ever! Before crawling up, two wiped her hands and knees on the carpet leaving a bit of dirt behind, but at least it wasn't on the bed.<br><br>In no time at all, she was up, all focus on his cock. It didn't take long for her to rub her nose against the head of his large cock, then lap at the smooth skin with her tongue. Master was playing with his....Dog watching thing? and people were talking, but 2 managed to block it all out. The only important thing was Masters cock and making it squirt.<br><br>Two groaned as Master began pushing her head down, she was such a good girl, didn't even try to force her head back when his cock pressed past her gag reflexes. Up and down her head went, tongue flicking out to caress as her mouth moved. Down her throat Master's cock-head went and 2 finally couldn't take anymore, so she wrapped one of her hands around the base of his cock so he couldn't force her head too far down.<br><br>She wasn't sure if it was ok, maybe he wouldn't notice as he found her new sister. Her head was moving quicker, up and down. Up and down, a bit of drool escaping and running down his length...and then...Master squirt down her throat. She knew that her new sister was found.<br><br>2 kept him in her mouth until he went soft then looked at him with cum dribbling down her chin and a little out of her nose. She pointed to the picture on the little screen "Pretty" she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 04:27:59</strong>
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				The struggle after Jenna kicked him was awful. After she clipped him she was put onto her feet but had no balance. Pain ripped through her and she cried out behind the tape as he slammed her back into the door. She was dazed for a long time it felt, She could hear him talking but no words came no understanding held. <br><br>He took her inside and she became combative again. It wasn't the same panicked haste she'd been trying to escape him before it was more resisting him then out right confrontation. Jenna knew at this point she wasn't going any where, she was weak and feeling sick and he was bigger and stronger then her to start out with.<br><br>She found herself with her head and hands bound in a stockade looking thin from a medieval fair or something and the tape from all but her ankles gone. He spoke as the edge of the knife played across her lips and she kept very still not wanting to get cut though there was a fierce look in her eyes as she stared back at him. If he though she'd be meek and just accept this all quietly he was in for a rude surprise.<br><br>"My name's Jenna and you can go to hell" Jenna said her voice calm but harsh, her pretty blue eyes narrowed into a glare that spoke volumes about her opinion in this whole regard and her hands were curled into fists nails cutting into her palms sharply as she resisted the urge to do something stupid and childish like spit on him or something. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 07:46:19</strong>
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				<em>Seth’s House, Bedroom: 5:45 PM</em><br><br>Seth smiled down at 2, a thin sheen of sweat coating his bare skin. She looked so beautiful with his cum dribbling down her chin and from her nose. He grabbed his discarded undershirt to gently wipe off her face before hooking his finger into her collar and pulling her up to lay her face on his chest.<br><br>“Yes, she’s very pretty.” Seth sighed, gently running his fingers through 2’s dirty-blonde hair. “But she’s got a lot of work to do if she’s going to be a good girl like you. Will you help me make her good? Show her how to behave? I need you to be my good cop tonight, show her how good girls should act.”<br><br>Seth laid there with 2 laying over his chest for several minutes before locking her back in her cage and getting supplies ready for the abduction.<br><br><em>Seth’s House, Basement: 12:16 AM</em><br><br>“That’s what I was afraid you’d say.” Seth smirked, standing up to his full height. “You’ll learn to regret that attitude. I can guarantee you that.”<br><br>Seth backed away from Jenna, bound as she was, moving toward the creaking wooden stairs that led back up to the house itself and going up. <br><br>Seth made his way back into the yard, going first to 7’s cage and unlatching the lock. She struggled weakly, too hungry to put up much of a fight, as he led her over to the small, 3’x3’ wooden box at the back of the yard in between both rows. He flipped open the top, and stuffed the petite Asian into the small box, dumping a twenty pound bag of ice in on top of her before slamming shut the lid and padlocking her in.<br><br>“Have fun in there, you deceitful slut. Maybe next time you’ll think twice before flapping your fucking gums.” Seth taunted, before moving across the yard to 2’s cage. “Are you ready 2? I need my good girl to be a good example for her new sister. Come on.”<br><br>Seth opened 2’s cage and clipped on her lead, guiding her into the house once more and down the stairs into the dimly lit basement.<br><br>“This is 2.” Seth told Jenna, leading his favorite girl into the light. “She is what you ought to aspire to being. She’s your sister now, and you need to respect her.”<br><br>Seth unclipped 2’s leash, leaving her within Jenna’s sight as he crossed behind her to open a wooden cabinet he’d made himself, spray painted black. From the cabinet he extracted a brand new syringe and a small bottle of clear liquid. The label on the bottle was all in Japanese, but Seth knew it to be the “Interrogation Strength” aphrodisiac that he bought in bulk from the internet. He inverted the bottle before stabbing the syringe into the rubber lid and filling the syringe to capacity with the potent drug.<br><br>“You’re going to learn to trust your body, 4. Learn to identify and satiate it’s needs. You are henceforth entirely dependant upon me for everything: food, water, waste disposal and cravings of the flesh.” Seth explained, flicking the needle and pushing a few beads of liquid out of the tip. “And with my help, those cravings will come to define you.”<br><br>Seth parked the syringe between his teeth, flicking his blade open once more. One strap at a time, he cut Jenna’s tank top and bra off of her body. Then he cut the tape around her ankles and keeping a safe distance, removed her jeans and panties from around her hips.<br><br>“Try not to move too much.” Seth remarked, kneeling under Jenna’s torso and swabbing her nipples with an alcohol pad. “You may feel a little pinch.”<br><br>Slowly and methodically, Seth pinched Jenna’s right nipple between his fingers before pushing the tip of the needle into the very center. He pushed on the plunger once the skin was broken, injecting one quarter of the fluid directly into her tit.<br><br>“This aphrodisiac is supposed to make your entire body feel like a clitoris. It’ll foster the kind of sexual dependence that will be expected from you.” Seth said, spitting the orange cap of the syringe across the concrete floor as he moved to repeat the process on her other side. “You’ll learn to need sex, the same way you need food and water. Otherwise, you’ll make yourself useless to me and become nothing more than a face on a milk carton.”<br><br>After injecting the perfect amount of drug into her other nipple, Seth stood back up and moved behind her.<br><br>“I’m not going to lie, this is going to hurt like a bitch. Just remember that you chose this.” Seth taunted, wiping the alcohol swab over Jenna’s clit. “2, come here and hold her still.”<br><br>Seth held his hand steady and moved slowly, sliding the sharp needle into the sensitive bundle of nerves before pushing down the plunger all the rest of the way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ophelia Jaxon</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 10:50:03</strong>
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				2 was actually asleep when Master came back, curled up on the floor with thumb in mouth so when her Master came to her cage she was a little groggy, but quickly nodded her head. "Ready" Her new sister must be there. How exciting! 2 did a quick little stretch, on her knees, arms stretching out against the floor until her breasts touched. She let out a little yawn and rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands as her Master attached the lead.<br><br>2 used to hate stairs. Going down them anyway, more than a handfull of times she'd fallen face first while trying to crawl down them, but that happens less and less these days. She managed to keep up while staking the stairs one at a time, curious eyes darting about the room before settling on the new girl.<br><br>Silently she sat on her hands and knees just watching. She didn't flince or look away when the needle was pressed into the nipple. When requested, 2 crawled over and got onto her real feet, they were a bit wobbly, but she had Jenna to hold onto. From a real girl standing position, 2 could hold Jenna still more easily by using her body to pin the new sister's body to the wall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 21:49:38</strong>
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				Jenna rolled her vivid blue eyes at her captors comment. If she came to regret her words it wouldn't be from him telling her to, god the nerve of the man. She watched him back away and leave the room and as soon as he was gone she started pulling and straining trying with everything she had to get free. It was pointless, there was no give, no wiggling she was held in place tightly with no hope of getting free as she was. If he didn't come back she could very well die here as she was just now. The thought made her shiver with fear.<br><br>When the man came back he wasn't alone. Pleading eyes went to those of a young girl being lead forward on a leash. Jenna's stomach turned as she was faced with the future the sick bastard before her wanted to force her into. "Fucking bastard" Jenna hissed glaring at him though she stayed subdued, she'd already figured out she couldn't escape as she was there was no use wastingwhat little strength was returning to her.<br><br>"I wouldn't hold my breath" Jenna shot back turning her head to look away from him not letting her gaze linger on the syringe pushing back the fear that threatened to overwhelm her at the sight of the light glinting off the slender needle. She didn't want to think about what he was going to do to her, it would be bad of that she was sure but it would serve no use to freak herself out over it before hand.<br><br>She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as he started cutting her clothing from her body. She opened her eyes and glared at him as he clothing fell away, not letting shame or fear rule her. Every muscle in her body was tense, she was coiled tighter then a watch spring.<br><br>She flinched when he touched her and made herself stay still her gaze shifting from her to the girl he'd called 2. She looked about Jenna's age but something about her spoke of youth and made her seem so much younger. She was pretty in that way a neglected doll was pretty. She just seemed so broken and sad to Jenna. <br><br>Jenna hissed in pain as the needle slide into her nipple. Her nipple started to ache almost immediately and her skin seemed over sensitive. She bit her lip and glared at Bastard as he explained what it was he was injecting into her skin. Raw hate surged in her blood, as he repeated the process with the other nipple and she felt another flush of sensitivity flair across her skin. <br><br>She breathed a sigh of relief as she though he was done. At his words she tensed once more, fear reflected in her gaze as 2 held her still and she trembled the feel of 2's hands gripping her sending tingles of sensations across her overly sensitive skin. <br><br>Jenna screamed out in pain as the needle slide into her clit and she felt the push of liquid. When he pulled the needle back she sagged against the wall trembling as her body reacted to the drug quickly her sex drive amping up and her skin turning hyper sensitive to the point that the air caressing her skin felt sensual and erotic.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>07-11-2011, 09:59:43</strong>
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				Seth smiled at the view of Jenna’s nude body from behind, quivering just faintly and obviously feeling the effects of the potent drug he’d injected her with. Blowing a single column of air over Jenna’s clit, moving his head back and forth faintly, he tossed the used syringe into a red waste bin near the corner of the room.<br><br>In one smooth motion, Seth slid his hand up between Jenna’s thighs, trailing his fingertips slowly over the firm, toned flesh of her stomach. He lifted fingers as he slid lower down her body, combing only three through the soft hair of her pubic mound and then at last, two fingers swiping slowly between her pussy lips. He didn’t push his fingers inside, merely gathered her wetness in a smooth stroke to the tips of his fingers before pulling his fingers away from her body all together. He held his fingers up to his nose before offering them up to 2 to clean.<br><br>“Do you like how she tastes, baby-girl?” Seth asked sweetly, allowing 2 to lick and suck on his fingers however she pleased. “I want you to lick her, make her feel really good. Stop when I tell you though.”<br><br>As Seth left 2 to tease Jenna’s over-active sex with her mouth, he moved over to the wall of cabinet doors set into the wall at the bottom of the stairs, opposite the cabinet that held the aphrodisiac and syringes. He extracted a pair of “Silver Bullet” vibrators, and a roll of black electrical tape. He moved back over to Jenna, crouching at the front of the Stockade to look Jenna in her eyes.<br><br>“I can offer you pleasure beyond anything you’ve ever imagined, but what I demand in return is simply ‘everything’. I will own you; mind, body and soul. Otherwise, only suffering awaits you here.” Seth warned again, repetition was a crucial part of his process.<br><br>Pulling out a length of tape, Seth moved on one knee to the other side of the stocks. He held one of the powerful vibrators up to Jenna’s nipple and taped the heavy sex-toy in place. He tore the tape with his teeth before repeating the process for another piece of tape to secure the vibe against her nipple. He set the vibe to do a repetitive pattern on that side: Buzz, stop, Buzz, stop, Buzz, stop.<br><br>Seth finished his process by taping the wire connected control box to Jenna’s shoulder blade. He then did the same on her other side, setting the other “Bullet” to a different pattern: buzz, buzz, <strong>BUZZ!</strong> Buzz, buzz, <strong>BUZZ!</strong> Buzz, buzz, <strong>BUZZ!</strong><br><br>“Tell me now, that you want to be My good girl. Just say that, and I’ll allow you to cum for Me.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ophelia Jaxon</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 11:16:52</strong>
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				Two made a little 'Shhh' noise as she held the new Four still. She was trying to be soothing, she even gave the new girl a little peck on the cheek. This wasn't the first time Two had been called to help in the training of the new dogs.<br><br>Without hesitation, 2's lips parted and took her Masters fingers into her mouth where she licked and sucked them clean. She liked the taste of woman just as much as she liked the taste of man. Two smiled wide and let herself drop to her knees so quickly that it should have been painful, but if it was she ignored it. She hated being on two-feet. It just wasn't...natural!<br><br>Back on hands and knees, Two placed her head between Four's legs. Her tongue came out and Two licked down then up Four's slit. She kissed 4's pussy lips, using her tongue to massage her inner folds before moving to that special little button. 2's tongue circled 4's clit slowly for a moment or two before pressing down firmly and wiggling around. Again this lasted only moments before she pressed her face against the other girl's pussy, using her tongue to dip into the entrance, and her nose to press against the clit. 2 was having the time of her life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 22:13:01</strong>
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				Jenna trembled under the mans touch hating the way her hips tilted encouraging his fingertips to do more then just slide over her skin. A needy sound got trapped in her throat. She squirmed as the girl tasted her juice from the mans fingertips. It was wrong, all of the was so completely <em>wrong</em>. Jenna didn't even have the luxury of control of her own body. <br><br>Her nipples were taunt with desire, her pussy throbbing with need, her very skin trembling with the desire to be touched. She shook her head so hard her hair flared around her when Bastard told the girl 2 to lick her. <em>I don't want to be licked!</em> her mind screamed but she couldn't force the words past her lips. Her throat seemed to have closed keeping her from saying the things that would deny her body pleasure.<br><br>As the girls mouth went to Jenna's sex jenna screamed. the pleasure was so intense it was near pain and she gasped her pussy clenching tightly wanting more even as she was overwhelmed by the touch of the girls tongue. Her body tensed a a single strangled word escaped her lips, "please" She wasn't sure weather she was asking for more or begging them to stop, both options seemed equally as distasteful though in different ways.<br><br>It mattered not her plea was ignored, the girls tongue shifted from her clit that was vibrating with pleasure it seemed to push inside her making her gasp and fist her hands her nails digging into her palm. it wasn't fair something so wrong shouldn't have felt so good, it should not be bringing her so much pleasure. Biology ignored her argument as wave after unbearable wave of intense pleasure washed over her making her feel weak.<br><br>The man crouched down in front of her filling her vision and seeming to block out the rest of the world. She looked at him with dazed eyes as he spoke and shook her head denying him her compliance. She would not give into him she vowed silently. <br><br>She refused to watch him as he pulled free a length of tape knowing some how he was about to make things worse. It really wasn't that hard of a leap, he was cruel and unfeeling with no care for her desires that directly apposed his own. He taped something heavy to her breast the tape straining against the weight pulling at her skin before repeating the process with the other breast. She turned her head slightly as if by not seeing what was happening she could deny it but it was a false gesture.<br><br>Even as she tried to ignore him she couldn't deny how wet she was, the pleasure she was getting from the girl on her knees. She felt dizzy and over sensitive, the pull of the tape surveying to arouse her. "Fuck" She gasped as the first vibrator was turned on sending darts of pleasure strait to her core. The other vibrator turned on and her whole body clenched her face going tense and a strained hiss passing her lips as she tried to fight off the mounting wave of pleasure. This was sick, she was not going to cum from this treatment she was no!<br><br>At his command she tried to laugh but it came out a strangled moan. She was panting her own fluids slickening her thighs as her aroused body begged to be satisfied. "Go to hell" She gasped the insult sounding like a plea in her lust choked voice as her hips tilted to the girls mouth wanting more even as she denied it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 03:39:55</strong>
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				Seth smirked as Jenna struggled to remain obstinate despite her obvious need and desire. It was cute when they tried to put on a brave face. She would break, they always broke; and Seth was going to relish every second until she did. Moving to Jenna’s back-side, he grabbed 2 by her hair to pull her face away from Jenna’s hot, leaking slit. He would go on to lift 2 up, back to her feet and bend her over Jenna’s back. <br><br>Seth undressed, quickly and unceremoniously, leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor. As his boxer shorts slid down, his cock sprang up between the thighs of both girls. The shaft slapped between 2’s damp pussy lips, the head just barely teasing Jenna’s leaking folds.<br><br>“Still so disobedient.” Seth taunted lightly, placing 2’s hands below Jenna’s body onto her breasts. “We’ll see how long you can keep that up, 4. Do you think you can be so cavalier when someone else is getting fucked on top of you? I doubt it.”<br><br>With that, Seth slid his hips back and moved the head of his cock up between 2’s soft folds. He pushed in slowly, at first, wanting for 2 to relish the feeling of each inch as it slid into her. Wanting Jenna to feel it indirectly as well. As Seth’s hips pushed up against 2’s soft, round ass; he felt her cervix meet the head of his cock. After taking a moment to cherish the feeling, he took hold of 2’s pigtails and drew back briefly before tugging on her hair and slamming back in. Jenna could surely feel the impact as well, though she was deprived of the satisfying penetration. Again and again, Seth stabbed his favorite pet with his favorite body part, thrusting harder than he needed to drive home a message to Jenna.<br><br>“Aren’t you envious, 4? Don’t you wish it was you taking my cock so deep inside you? Don’t you envy her pleasure, even without the drugs? This is your life now, you’d better learn to start playing by the rules.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Flew Over the Kennel Farm ((Invitation Only))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 06:01:16</strong>
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				Jenna told herself she was disgusted by this entire display. She condemned both the man and the girl 2 in her mind. These two were twisted people bother wrong and horrid but her blood was on fire, every inch of her skin tingling, crying out for contact, a touch. She nearly cried out when the man pulled 2 away from her so mercilessly depriving her of the pleasure she needed. <br><br>His taunt made her blood burn. He wouldn't dare she though feverishly as the head of his cock just teased her sensitive flesh making her wiggle slightly near crying out for more contact.&nbsp; She shivers as he pulled away and tried not to think about what happened on top of her but it was impossible. She could feel it as the man slowly pushed himself into the quiet girl who's breasts were pressed into her back and hands now held her breasts her nipples puckered and hard begging for the girls touch.<br><br>As he started thrusting into the girl Jenna lost a measure of her control. She needed his touch, not just wanted it but needed it. She needed to feel his cock thrusting into her battering her insides as she clenched her sex tight around him. She needed that, that it was happening to some one else, some other girl, not just in the same room but on top of her so she could feel it every time he thrust into the girl. <br><br>Jenna's pussy clenched air her juices dampening her thighs as she groaned a tortured keening sound as he taunted her. She shook her head wanting to deny him but she needed his cock, need his touch. "Yes" she cried an anguished sound her voice cracking with desire. "Please" she begged her voice ragged as her juices trailed down her legs and her squeezed her eyes closed frustrated tears threatening to spill from her pretty green eyes. She was beyond caring about her pride or&nbsp; how she'd possibly be able to live with herself after this, the drug robbed her of her will power, all she could contend with was her relentless need that demanded satisfaction. She felt that she might implode without it.
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