Training a Trainer (BG1990&LitM)
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				Title: <strong>Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-02-2014, 23:03:44</strong>
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				Name: Penny<br>Age: 22<br>Occupation: Dog Trainer<br>Looks:<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma82y0ewM21rd7isao1_500.jpg)</div></div><br>Penny sighed as she walked out of work. She was very tired and had a lot of classes to do that day. She really did love her job, she loved dogs, but the training was very tiring her. Sometimes she wished she didn't have to work so much and could just relax. Even on now, on her days off, she was working as a private teacher at peoples homes. Mostly it was a bunch of old men and women who couldn't walk in far places so it wasn't that big a deal to her. The training gave her great money, but it was just a lot of work to teach someone how to communicate with their dog properly. <br><br>She had a major client this weekend and needed her rest. The man must have had money because he paid for a $300 class. It was a mixture of two classes and some extra sessions. Her classes were a six week course, once and hour, once a week. SHe never saw her clients before she went to their house. They'd have to fill out some paper work and then she'd get it, she never knew anything about the owners themselves. Just their dogs. From the e-mail, it seemed like this man had a lot of money and had just gotten a puppy. Though, it was strange to her some of the things he said. They were more the characteristics of an adult dog. She hoped this wasn't a prank and the guy actually had a dog for her to train. <br><br>The next morning Penny was walking to his house after a 2 hour bus ride to find him. He definitely lived a good life, she could tell by the houses. She had to pause for a minute and just awe at his giant house. Slowly she walked to the door and knocked. She heard nothing. Again she knocked. Nothing. She'd expect to hear some barking but no, not even a whimper. "Are you kidding me?" she said quietly to herself. "He better be here..." she said as she knocked one last time. Penny was in black yoga pants and a white shirt. Modest clothing, but with her body and it's curves she had to try and look professional for a dog trainer, not ... well what guys called hot, she called immodest. Her hair was in a bun and she played with from time to time. Finally the door opened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>08-02-2014, 23:36:52</strong>
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				Name: Thomas<br>Age: 28<br>Occupation: Unknown<br>Looks:<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/blog_post_349_width/2011/12/chris_zylka_a_p.jpg)</div></div><br>Thomas opened the door, in response to the knocking, his eyes flickering slightly as he looked the young woman at the door up and down surreptitiously. She was quite attractive, with generous curves. She was dressed modestly, which was a shame, and with her hair up, it was almost as though she were trying to look plain. She was failing, but if she let down her hair and wore a little less, she would be an absolute knockout.<br><br>He wasn't at all a bad-looking man either. He was tall, fit, and fairly young, in his late twenties, though he looked younger. He had dark blonde or light brown hair, depending on how you looked at it. He smiled pleasantly on the outside showing his perfect teeth, as inside he grew excited about what he was going to do to this dog trainer. <strong>"Penny?"</strong> he asked, extending his hand. <strong>"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Thomas. I've been told you're the best in the business, and that's exactly what I'm looking for,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Please come inside,"</strong> he said, ushering her through the front door.<br><br>Just inside the door was a large entry room, the floor was made of polished marble, and a staircase in the back of the room led up to a second floor. Pictures showcasing an extensive taste in art adorned the wall, and the chandalier hanging from the ceiling lit the entire room in soft light that worked perfectly with the pictures and the floor, giving the room a cheery look. At first she thought they were headed for the stairs, but instead he took her past the stairs and through a door into a back room. This had a lower ceiling, but was lit just as cheerfully from the wall lights. It had no windows, but it was filled with the gear any dog owner would need. The cage was strangely large for a puppy, and the food and water bowl were both full and looked completely untouched. <br><br>Several things were laid out on the table that was against the side of the room that had no door. A collar, a leash, a couple of toys. Again she thought the toys were rather large if they were intended for a puppy, and the collar was strange. You'd think he would have put it on his puppy by now. <strong>"Do you want to meet my puppy?</strong> he asked her, in a slightly strange tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:01:43</strong>
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				Penny was shocked to see such a handsome man answer the door. She needed to remain professional so she took any thoughts out of her head right then and there as she smiled at him and shook his hand. "Yeah, Penny. I don't know about the best, but I love what I do." She said as she walked into the house, now in even more awe than she already was. "you have a...very nice home." She said as she looked around. It was at this point that she saw no toys or evidence of a dog. She was starting to feel a bit off. Penny followed him to the back room, only to find no dog again. <br><br>As she saw the cage she stared at it for a second. "Is this puppy going to be a huge dog or something?" She asked as she looked at it, squatting down to see the size of it. If you need help with getting your dog to stay still for a collar or harness I can help you with that." She said as she stood up and faced him. <br><br>There was something strange going on,but she figured she was just being crazy."Yeah, I'd love to see the little guy." She smiled as she walked towards him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:11:49</strong>
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				<strong>"She's a little shy,"</strong> he said. <strong>"So if you'd just stand over there,"</strong> he said, pointing to just past the table where there was a large mirror. As she was walking to where he had pointed.&nbsp; she didn't notice him surreptitiously close and lock the door, then slip the key into the pocket of his jeans. He took the collar from the table as he walked past it and came up to her. <strong>"There she is,"</strong> he said, pointing at the mirror. She automatically turned to look, and with a snap, he secured the collar around her neck, which she could now see read "Penny".<br><br><strong>"Welcome to your new life, Penny,"</strong> he said with a wide grin. <strong>"Your life as my pet. Your life as my puppy."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:18:24</strong>
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				"She, sorry." Penny said as she corrected herself. Penny walked over to where he point and waited, but as soon as he pointed to her there was a panic in her reaction. She turned to face him and he quickly locked a collar onto her neck. SHe grabbed it and did her bed to find where to break it at as she pulled away from him. "This isn't funny. let me out." She warned him. She was scared, not threatening at all anymore. She ran to the door, only to find that it was locked. Penny looked back at Thomas in a panic. "Why are you doing this? Please, just let me go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:33:19</strong>
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				He pushed her up against the wall. <strong>"I've always wanted a puppy,"</strong> he hissed into her ear. <strong>"I thought a trainer might know how to behave better, might learn a little faster,"</strong> he said. <strong>"And you were the best looking of the ones I could find,"</strong> he added.<br><br>He let go of her and stepped back. <strong>"Now, you can go along with this and become my puppy voluntarily,"</strong> he said calmly with a small smile on his face. <strong>"Or you can resist, and I can break you,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Either way, your life as a free human is over. But don't worry. When I'm done with you, if you even remember you ever were human, anything more than my puppygirl sex toy, you won't want to go back to it."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:43:44</strong>
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				Penny whimpered as he pushed her against the wall. SHe was panting, scared now. She pushed him back as she tried to keep herself away from him. "Don't touch me!" She screamed at him. She moved to another part of the room to stay away from him. She was trying to find something to get her out of this postion she was in. The collar was thick, too thick. As she touched it she looked at him in even more fear. "Is this a shock collar?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 00:53:06</strong>
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				He gave her an unnerving smile, but his tone was calm, somehow even more chilling in its calmness. <strong>"Of course it is,"</strong> he said, producing a small remote from one of his pants pockets. <strong>"And right now, you're being a bad puppy,"</strong> he said. He touched a button, and a shock ran through her, followed by intense pain. He shocked her a few more times, and the next thing she knew, she was totally naked, and kneeling on the floor as he looked her over. <strong>"You look delicious,"</strong> he said as he looked her over. <strong>"Your body is beautiful... you're perfect. Exactly what I was looking for,"</strong> he said. <strong>"I don't know if I can resist fucking you right now,"</strong> he added. Even in his jeans she could see an intimidatingly large bulge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:01:43</strong>
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				As soon as she felt the shock her mouth let out uneven sounds.She felt the shocks hit her body over and over and over. She'd passed out. As she came to, she was shivering, in bindings that wouldn't let her stand again. She had a gag in her mouth, probably to not bite her tongue if she were shocked again, and had nothing on, even her hair was down. She cried as he started to speak, whimpering and shaking her head, begging him to let her go through her whimpers. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but the chains wouldn't let her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:08:50</strong>
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				He didn't say anything for a few moments as he continued to look her over, then he carefully pulled off his clothes, and set them down neatly folded on the table, revealing a very large, erect cock. It looked to be somewhere in the area of nine to ten inches in length. He walked behind her, and, chained as she was, she couldn't move enough to resist as he placed his cock at her vaginal entrance. When she tried to clamp her thighs shut, he shocked her once more with the collar until she gave him better access. He pushed, and ever so slowly, his cock began to slide inside her, feeling as though it was splitting her in half, it was so thick. <strong>"Fuck... you're so tight,"</strong> he groaned. <strong>"I made a good choice.... So fucking tight. Are...<em>were</em> you a virgin?"</strong> he asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:15:50</strong>
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				As he started to strip down, Penny panicked, trying to move, get away, anything. He didn't seem like this was strange at all. Had he done this before?&nbsp; As she looked at his much too large cock she whimpered and shook her head. As his tip reached her she pulled away, shutting her legs tightly as she was forced into a doggy position. She felt the shocks against, making her scream though the gag as her head was pressed down against the floor and her legs forced open. As he invaded her womanhood she groaned and screamed some more through the gag. She felt a rush of cramps over her body as she knew that she wasn't a virgin anymore, something she admitted with a nod and sobs of pain and humiliation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:28:48</strong>
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				He didn't go gently or slowly at all, instead setting the fastest, hardest, deepest pace he could manage, slamming in and out of her, burying his full depth in her no-longer-virgin pussy with every violent thrust. He grabbed onto he hair with one hand, pulling her head off the floor so that her moans, groans, sobs, and cries were muffled only by the gag in her mouth, and nothing else. <strong>"Fuck, bitch,"</strong> he groaned. <strong>"You're gonna learn to love this,"</strong> he promised her as he continued to pound in and out of her with wild abandon. Any pleasure she felt was largely inconsequential to him, a simple byproduct of his merciless fucking. <br><br>After what felt like hours of solid fucking, she felt him bury himself as deeply inside her as he possibly could, she felt him swell against her vaginal walls, and then explode, blasting his cum deep inside her. He pulled out, using her hair to wipe his cock off and then walked over to a cabinet, opening it up and producing some pills. <strong>"Birth control,"</strong> he said, breathing deeply. <strong>"If I want another puppy, I'll get it like I got you."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:36:15</strong>
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				Admitting that she was a virgin didn't seem to help. It made it worse in fact. Her hair being pulled as she was forced to scream in pain and heartbreak. She shook her head, trying to beg him to stop this. She couldn't look passed this, she wasn't going to learn to love this. She hated this. She hated him. Penny sobbed as he finished with her and pulled out, throwing pills at her. She sobbed against the floor as her body was in pain now. Her forehead touched to floor as she laid there, defeated by her raping. SHewas sweating and bleeding, shame all over her as she tried to calm down. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:45:53</strong>
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				He didn't seem to care or notice, simply sitting down and recovering his breath, ignoring her. He had not bothered to get dressed, and after a few minutes as he began to get hard again, he stood, walked over to the bowl of food and water that he'd had ready. He pulled her up by her hair, and placed the water bowl in front of her, and undid the gag. <strong>"You need water, puppy. We've got a lot of work we need to do; I can see that now. So drink, and then we'll get back to work,"</strong> he said, still sounding absolutely normal, like this was nothing at all out of the ordinary.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 01:49:53</strong>
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				She continued to cry, even louder when he pulled her by her hair to the bowl and ungagged her. She took a second,only to threw the bowl across the room. If that was going to stop training, she'd do it. She laid there on the floor. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" She screamed. "SOMEONE! PLEASE HELPME!"She cried out even louder. She had try. She had to get out. Soon she was feeling the shocks again, which made her fall to the floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 02:02:19</strong>
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				<strong>"Bad puppy,"</strong> he said as he shocked her and replaced the gag in her mouth. <strong>"I don't like having to train you like this, you know,"</strong> he said. <strong>"It would be so much easier if you would just behave, but I suppose we're not as far along as I thought."</strong> He finally stopped shocking her. <strong>"Next time I offer you water, you should be grateful and take it. I can force you to drink to restore the fluids you've lost, but I'd rather not do that."</strong><br><br>He began to stroke his cock, and then moved behind her to fuck her again. This time he was moving more slowly, and he seemed to be actually trying to give her a little pleasure. <strong>"I know you want to cum,"</strong> he said softly. <strong>"And all you have to do is admit that you like to be a puppy,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Even just a little bit, you actually do like it,"</strong> he said. <strong>"If you can admit it, I'll let you cum. If not... I guess you'll have to wait,"</strong> he said as he continued to move slowly inside her, somehow giving her pleasure, no matter how much she tried to deny it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 02:59:47</strong>
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				<br>"I'm a dog trainer, NOT A DOG!" She cried right before he regagged her. She whimpered a bit as she tried to pull herself away from him, but it didn't work.&nbsp; Soon he was mounting her again. His movements were different than the first time. He was trying to make her like it. In different circumstances, she could've liked it. She shook her head as she tried to pull her body away from him, she was trying to crawl. She whimpered the more pleasure that he forced her to feel was torturous. She shook her head as she felt her body starting to shiver. She didn't know it, but she was close to her first orgasm. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:06:42</strong>
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				<strong>"Yes, you like it, you see?"</strong> he said as he continued to move slowly in and out of her. <strong>"You try to deny it. You try to pretend that you don't. Maybe even you <em>believe</em> you don't like it. But the truth is, this is your true self, finally beginning to show through."</strong><br><br>He reached forward and loosened her gag enough that she could speak semi-intelligibly, and then stopped moving. <strong>"Admit that you like it. Just a little bit. Admit that you like being a dog, just a tiny bit, and I'll let you cum,"</strong> he said. Even though it didn't show through in his speech, he was excited. If she was willing to admit it, even if she thought she didn't mean it, in exchange for an orgasm, the first step of breaking her would be complete. He was looking forward to the happy puppy she was going to be, but he was also enjoying the battle of wills. He knew he would win eventually, however long it took, but he liked that she was fighting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:19:09</strong>
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				She shook her head over and over and over again. She was so close to it. As the gag was taken out of her mouth she grit her teeth. "Go fuck yourself." She said as she felt her orgasm starting. "Nahhhhh...." She squealed. "Nonono nonono...." she begged for it to stop. Her body slowly started to move against his as her&nbsp; &nbsp;nipples became hard.&nbsp; "NAAAAH!" She screamed out as she came. Wether he liked it or not, she came. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:28:19</strong>
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				He groaned slightly in frustration and tightened the gag once more, then began to slam in and out of her again as he used her body to pleasure himself, and once again, with a roar of pleasure, he poured his cum deep inside her. <strong>"Bad puppies don't get food or water,"</strong> he declared, leaving the room briefly and returning with a big glass of water that he drank right in front of her. He began to redress, and placed a dog bed underneath her. Then he turned his back to her and picked something up. It looked like a vibrator, though it was a bit on the small side. It was attached to several straps, and he worked on attaching it to her, placing it just inside her pussy, and turning it on just enough to tease her.<br><br>He smiled. <strong>"We'll pick this up again in a couple of hours,"</strong> he said. <strong>"That vibrator should keep you nice and wet, but it won't be enough to let you cum,"</strong> he said with another smile. <strong>We'll see if you can be a good puppy then."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:39:36</strong>
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				<br>Penny felt even more shame as the orgasm finished and so did he. As she laid there she tried to find the will to just give up on living. But she wasn't ready. As he drank his water she looked away and just laid there, staring at herself in the mirror. Shame was all over her face. <br><br>As he strapped her it didn't take her long to start moaning and whimpering through the gag. She trembled in the little dog bed as the hours passed by. When he returned she was melting into the dog bed, needing the release that he wanted her to want. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:47:30</strong>
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				He showed her the remote that would turn the vibrator up enough to give he an orgasm. <strong>"We're going to try this again,"</strong>[/font] he said. <strong>"I control whether or not you orgasm,"</strong> he said. <strong>"When I ungag you, I want you to admit that you like being a puppy."</strong> He paused. <strong>"Really think about it though. It's not so bad. I'll be taking care of all your needs... you won't need to work ever again, you won't have to deal with classes, and all the other minutae that dominates your life now. You'll just be what you are, and you <em>will</em> be happy."</strong><br><br>He shrugged, holding up the remote one more time, and then undid her gag, and looked at her expectantly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 03:58:39</strong>
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				Penny teared up as she started to open her mouth. She had to make a choice right then and there. I hate you... I hate you so much, but i need to cum... i can't take this anymore...please....just end it already..." she begged him as she was at his feet, crying. "please, i can't keep doing this anymore. I just need it to stop..." She sobbed some more as the vibrator teased her pussy. "I like it, i hate you and hate that i like it..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:01:19</strong>
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				He smiled. Even if she thought she didn't mean it, step one was complete. He thought about trying to get her to make it a little more believable, but thought he might be pushing his luck. She would be loving it soon enough anyway. He turned up the speed on the vibrator, and sat back to watch her orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:06:03</strong>
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				As the speed was raised, Penny started to scream in pleasure, her hips moving back and forth as her nipples became hard. She fell to her back as she was given the right to cum, her hands touched her breasts and clit as it went on. When it was over, Penny's lip quivered and she crawled back to the bed to cry. She hated herself now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:12:43</strong>
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				He watched her and shook his head sadly. <strong>"I wish we could do this faster,"</strong> he said. <strong>"I really do, because once you really accept your nature and admit that you prefer being a puppy to being a human, you'll be so much happier,"</strong> he said. He gave a soft sigh and fell silent for a few moments as he watched her crying, and he shook his head again. <br><br>He walked over to her, and she thought he was going to penetrate her once again, but he didn't remove his clothes, instead crouching down over her, reaching down and starting to play with her breasts, stroking them gently, occasionally pinching the nipples. It took her a few moments to realize that he was whispering to her, almost too low for her to hear <strong>"Who's a good puppy? You are... that's right... who's a good puppy? That's you."</strong> On and on it went as he continued to play with her breasts and nipples.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:18:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>When he moved closer to her, Penny curled up into a small ball on her side. She couldn't handle another raping. When he started to touch her she swung her arm at him, but that didn't seem to stop him from his task at hand. He was touched her breasts, petting them, pinching them, flicking them, etc... As she realized what he was saying she only paused the crying. Trying to take in his words clearly. She shook her head, turning away from him as she sniffled and hiccuped in her own sorrows. Eventually, she calmed down enough to fall asleep, curled up in the bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:23:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she fell asleep he sighed and shook his head. He took an mp3 player on which he'd made a looping recording of him telling her about her true nature, gently inserting the earbuds and letting it play at a low, soft volume. He knew that sometimes college students would try to use this trick to absorb subconscious information. It usually didn't work, but if it helped speed up her conversion, he would try anything. He didn't like the sad, crying, still-human girl before him. He knew that once she gave in and became a puppy, everything would be better, but until then....<br><br>He sighed once more and left the room, letting the recording play over and over in her sleeping ears. He'd come back once she'd had enough time, and see where she was after sleeping.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny didn't feel him doing anything. However, when she woke up to the sound of his voice in her ears she looked around for him for a second. Soon realizing that she had headphones in her ears she laid back down and turned up the sound. She knew she was going to be stuck like this, this crazy man was going to keep her, so she could either stay miserable, or just forget. She closed her eyes again and feel back asleep, the sound still loud in her ears now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 04:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he checked in and saw that she had turned up the sound in her ears, he decided to step back out and give her another couple of hours' sleep. Three more hours, he decided. That should be plenty.<br><br><hr><br>He returned to the room three hours later, and removed the ear buds from his future puppy's ears, smiling as he did so at how peaceful she looked in her sleep. He decided to wake her by stroking her hair, which was really something like fur when it came down to it. <strong>"Wake up, puppy... wake up,"</strong> he said softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:01:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny woke to a soft hand touching her. Slowly she opened her eyes to see Thomas. She muttered for a minute, words that even she couldn't understand. She had a headache from crying so much. Slowly, she sat up and just looked around in a daze. 'I need water....' she said. "Please.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and picked up her water bowl, leaving the room briefly. When he returned, the bowl was full almost to the brim. He set it down in front of her, and gave her a small nod. <strong>"Drink up,"</strong> he said. <strong>"As much as you like. If you finish this bowl, I'll fill it again,"</strong> he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:11:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at the bowl. A bowl, not a glass. She picked up the bowl and lifted it to her head to drink from it. It didn't occur to her that she might be drinking it wrong. She still had fingers and her natural human reaction was to use her hands. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped her by leaning in and stopping her from raising the bowl any further once he realized what she was trying to do. He shook his head and his finger at her. <strong>"Bad puppy,"</strong> he admonished. <strong>"You drink it by putting your face into the bowl and using your tongue."</strong> He realized that he probably should have put her in some of the gear by now. If he had, she wouldn't have been able to pick up the bowl. It was too late right now, but he resolved that he would do it as soon as she had finished drinking. If she tried to do it wrong again, he would take away the water, put the paws on her hands, and then give her the water. She'd have no choice but to do it right then.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:29:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Thomas stopped her, she stared at him. He really wanted her to put her face into the bowl like that? She stared at it, then back up at him. He wasn't going to give her a break, was he? Penny put her hands into the bowl, cupping some water in her hands. She stared at it as some of leaked back into the bowl. She stared at it, unable to wrap her head around what he wanted her to do. She had so much pride. "Please... can I just... have a break?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:41:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head. <strong>"No breaks,"</strong> he said. <strong>"You need to take this seriously if you're going to become the good puppy you want to be. But I do have something that will help you,"</strong> he said, taking the bowl and walking out of the room with it. He returned a few minutes later carrying the bowl and a pair of oddly shaped objects. <strong>"I should have done this earlier, I apologize,"</strong> he said. As he got closer she realized that they were kind of like gloves or mittens, but they were designed to look like a puppy's paws. He slipped them onto her hands and secured them there. She no longer had any independently movable digits or opposable thumbs. Then he set the water bowl down in front of her. <strong>"There we go. Now drink, puppy,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Let go of your stubbornness. Let go of your pride. Embrace the simple happiness that you can experience living as a puppy,"</strong> he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 05:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he left, the girl looked around for something, anything that might help her get out. But no, not even a blanket to cover her naked form. As he returned she tried to stop him but he wouldn't help her. Soon she had paws on her hands. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes as she looked back down at the bowl. She didn't want to talk this seriously, but she didn't really seem to have another choice. Slowly, her head moved down to the bowl that was on the floor and she started to lick at the water. She wasn't comfortable, so she had to adjust herself a but, unfortunately for her, it was in a more dog like position. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 06:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her lick at the water until she was done, and he moved the bowl away from her. <strong>"Good puppy,"</strong> he praised her, hoping that some positive reinforcement might help her further embrace her transformation. He knew he'd have to add the other elements of the puppy dress gradually, or she might backslide, and undo the first steps of her transformation. He wouldn't make the mistake of giving her an opportunity to eat or drink like a human again, however. He was still mentally shaking his head over that mistake, but he had to get past it. <strong>"Puppy, I'm going to walk you,"</strong> he declared. <strong>"Be good."</strong> He undid enough restraints that she could move, but not so many that she could actually stand up, and she was forced to crawl on all fours. He had a small internal simulated "yard" that he would walk her in until she truly accepted what she was, and then he could walk her in his real back yard. For now, the walk in the simulated yard would simply reinforce the part of her personality, the part of her that was a dog. He tugged on the leash after he attached it to her collar, waiting for her to crawl after him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 17:25:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>As Thomas stated that he was going to walk her she shook her head. "No please-" but he didn't even seem to hear her. She did try and get up when the chains were loosened, but she couldn't even stand. She whimpered a bit. As she felt the tug of the leash she slightly moved, and then resisted. She didn't move, she just pulled back. She felt a small shock go through her body, nothing that would hurt her like the times before, but it seemed like it was a warning. Penny whimpered as she looked up him. "Please...I don't want to be a dog..." she sounded weak now. She was starting to lose the battle of wills here. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 19:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Of course you want to be a dog,"</strong> Thomas admonished gently. <strong>"Aren't you tired of worrying about all the concerns of the human world? Of passing tests, of paying your bills, not to mention the student loans that will come due?"</strong> he shook his head. <strong>"A dog doesn't worry about those things. A dog is happy when she is warm and has enough to eat, and when her Master is keeping her safe. She's happy when her Master is happy."</strong> He gave her a smile. <strong>"Dogs are a lot smarter than you think. They realized that they could have all their needs taken care of just by giving up a little freedom to their Masters. As soon as you accept that it's better to be dog than a woman, then you can have all your needs taken care of. You can be as happy as them too,"</strong> he said. He then tugged a little more insistantly on the leash.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 19:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at him as he spoke, he seemed to be so sure of what he was saying to her. He meant every word, and yes, it was true, dogs are very smart. She didn't like having to worry about money, but that was part of being human. She whimpered a bit know that she wasn't just a dog to him, she was a sex toy as well.&nbsp; As he tugged onto her harder she whimpered again and slowly started to move before he could shock her. She didn't crawl at a normal pace it was slow, and her head was hung down to the ground as she watched her new paws. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 20:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Very good dog,"</strong> he praised her. He had decided it would be better to praise her for doing things, even if she only did them half-heartedly than to rebuke her for not doing them enthusastically. She would get faster and more enthusiastic as she learned to truly accept what she was. He led her through a hallway in the back of the house, this one also with no windows and into a small room that looked like the outdoors. The walls were painted with images of trees and there were small paths on which to walk. The ceiling overhead was high and painted like a cloudy sky.<br><br>He walked her there for ten or fifteen minutes, then turned around and walked her back to her place. He offered her a bowl of water and sat back to watch to see whether she would drink of it or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 20:29:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny walked with him, her head down for most of the walk. She felt cold,her naked body not used to being so exposed. The girl crawled beside him as she struggled to fight. Her mind was slowly started to think that maybe he was right. She found herself looking up from time to time as they walked, but when she realized what she was doing she looked back down again. <br><br>Once back into the room she was being kept in Penny looked at the bowl and drank from it slowly. She pulled it to her and wrapped her arms around it so that it didn't move on her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 21:53:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her in silence for a time, and decided that it was time for the next step. He just wasn't entirely sure what was the next bit. It took him a minute or two to decide while she drank. He noticed that some of her hair was dropping in the water bowl and he decided it would be good to do her hair up appropriately. Since she lacked the digits to do it any more, he would do it himself. He came and knelt beside her. <strong>"I'm going to fix my puppy's hair so that it doesn't get in her bowl anymore,"</strong> he told her, hoping that if he informed her what he was going to do, she might be less apt to resist. He started braiding her hair into pigtails, planning to position them in such a way that they looked like dog ears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 21:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny moved away a bit as he neared her. She looked at him, water on her chin now. As he touched her hair she was leaning away fro him, but she couldn't get too far. Penny knew what he as doing. He was making her look more puppy like. Penny whimpered a bit. "This isn't really for the water? Was it?" not having a gag in her mouth let her speak up more. She was scared yes, but she was still trying to convince him to stop. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 22:40:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Two reasons really, and the water is one of them. The other is to make you look more like your real self,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Finish your water while I work, puppy,"</strong> he ordered. When he had finished with her hair, he moved the water bowl away and offered her food out of a bowl. It looked to Penny like he had cut up some chicken into a bowl. At least he wasn't trying to get her to eat dog food. Or at least... not yet. Given how long she had gone without eating, Thomas hoped she wouldn't refuse to eat it, but if she did, he'd take it away, and she'd get more hungry. She might eat it the next time he offered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 23:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My real self would be wearing clothes and standing on two feet..." she said as he finished. The girl watched him leave and return with food. She stared at it, it looked like chicken, it smelled that way too. Her stomach growled at her to eat, so that's what she did. She leaned her head down slowly and started to eat the chicken from the bowl. The girl put herself in a position that hid her body from him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 00:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"That is the self that you have been tricked into believing is your real self,"</strong> Thomas replied. He watched her eat, but he did not say anything until she had finished eating. He had decided that he would not have sex with her again until she was farther along on her conversion, as it seemed to set her back and make her more resistant. When she had finished eating, he gagged her once more. <strong>"A good dog doesn't talk back to her Master,"</strong> he said as he finished securing the gag. <strong>"You want to be a good dog, don't you?"</strong> he asked her, pointedly tugging on the shock collar as he did so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 00:22:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny was glad to eat in silence. When it was over and he started to gag her again she whimpered,&nbsp; it then he gav his warning. Penny teared up a bit and whimpered with a nob. Penny had no other source of comfort but him, she realized this as she knew she needed a hug. Penny moved towards him a little two wards him and then stopped herself, laying down by his side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 00:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stroked her hair as he might have scratched a dog's head. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he said softly. He gently rubbed her back as well, but always returning to her head, repeating his praises of her as a good dog. He brought his hands around her and gently squeezed her large breasts, then kissed the top of her head with one more murmured <strong>"Good dog."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:17:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny didn't really like his touch yet, but it was better than nothing. She was ticklish so whenever he'd hit the right spot on her spine she'd arch her back and whimper. As he played with her breasts Penny whimpered a bit more, the gag stopping her from doing anything but whimper. It did start to sound more doglike though. It was working. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:24:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He liked how her whimpers were starting to make her sound a bit more like a dog. Perhaps she was starting to accept what he was saying, at least in some small measure. It was another step towards her eventual complete conversion to his puppygirl sex slave. It would still take more time and effort, but he thought she might be ready for another slight change. After a few minutes more of stroking and praising her as a good dog, he stood up. <strong>"Stay,"</strong> he ordered, though she couldn't really go anywhere.<br><br>He left the room for a few minutes, and when he returned he was carrying something new. He set it down just inside the door, out of her line of sight however, and instead once again strapped the vibrator to her, keeping it turned down low. He looked at her. <strong>"Beg for it like a dog,"</strong> he ordered, <strong>"and I'll turn it up."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he left she just laid there, she knew there was no where for her to go. She looked back at where he went, to see what was going on; but he didn't let her see anything.Returning and strapping the vibe back to her body she shook her head and whimpered, but he turned it on. Unfortunately for her,it was in the right spot so she instantly started to melt into the floor. She whimpered louder, her eyes watering as she did so, unable to take more torture as she curled up a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:36:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Come on,"</strong> he exhorted. <strong>"Beg for it. I know you can do better than that,"</strong> he said, watching her, and waiting for her to do what he ordered. <strong>"I'm perfectly willing to wait here for hours while that thing doesn't quite give you what you want from it,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Begging is something all good dogs should learn to do. It's how they get what they want."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:44:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny whimpered some more as a few tears fell from the light pleasure. She slowly crawled over to his feet, whimpering a bit more as she kept herself curled up, really he could only see her back and the shape of her ass. Her paw covered hands tapped his foot over and over again. She was starting to sweat as it teased her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 05:52:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After thirty seconds or so of her whimpering and tapping he smiled down at her. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he said, turning the vibrator up to its very highest setting. Right as she crashed over the peak, he used the collar to give a light shock to her, hoping the little bit of electricity would send her even higher as he walked over to the corner of the room and picked up what he had brought before, a butt plug with a tail on it. As she was orgasming, he figured she'd be less resistant, so with little ceremony he wetted the buttplug with his tongue, spat on her ass hole, and inserted it. It wasn't particularly large or wide, designed more for the tail than for anything else, but it was large enough that it would remain firmly in her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:04:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he finally let her have her release and a shock she started to scream through the large gag. Her body collapsed to the ground and she was shaking in pleasure. Penny didn't eve realize what he was doing to her until it was too late, in the middle of her orgasm he was sticking the plug into her, she tried to stop it, but she was't in control of her body at that point. Penny moaned in pleasure ad agony at the same time. The tail was in. Her paw like hands tried to take it out but she felt another shock, which instantly put her into another orgasm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sent her through multiple orgasms; every time she seemed about to come down he would turn the vibrator back up to its highest setting, or give her a little shock or both and drive her into another one. He wanted two things out of it. First he wanted her to associate the addition of the tail with the pleasure she was feeling, and secondly, a few additional orgasms would tire her out and might make her more succeptible to the programming. When she finally came down, he moved to her and stroked her from the top of her head down to her spine just above her ass, enjoying the whimper when he passed the ticklish part of her back. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he praised. <strong>"<em>Very</em>,"</strong> he emphasized the word, <strong>"good dog."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:23:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Penny seemed to scream for hours, but eventually, even through the gag, her screams became hoarse. Broken and pathetic. She was exhausted and weak at this point. When he'd hit her soft spots she'd only quiver under his hand. Her whole entire body was shaking at this point though. Penny whimpered as he spoke, sweating from the orgasms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas sensed that the time might be right for a hard press. <strong>"Don't you realize? This is what you were born to be. This is what you've always been. You've always gotten along with dogs so well, because you <em>are</em> a dog. You've always been a dog in your heart. You just needed someone to show it to you,"</strong> he said. <strong>"You've always been close to dogs, always enjoyed their company. It's because you <em>are</em> one of them. All you needed was someone to prove it to you, a Master to serve. Well you have that now,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Penny, you are a dog, and I am your Master."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:49:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked up at Thomas as he spoke so surely about her. Was he right? Is this what she was? Was she born to be this? Was this why she became a dog trainer? The confusion started to form in her mind, just like he wanted it to. She whimpered a bit more and cried a bit as she nodded, accepted what he said to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 06:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"A dog is happiest when she pleases her Master,"</strong> he continued. <strong>"Because you are a dog, and because I am your Master, then you will be happy when you have pleased me, isn't that right?"</strong> he asked her. <strong>"You will enjoy pleasing me. You will take joy from it. You will take <em>pleasure</em> from it. Because you are a dog, and I own you. Isn't that right?"</strong> he asked her, staring into her eyes, absolute certainty echoing in his voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 07:03:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The more he spoke, the more she cried and nodded. She whimpered and nodded to everything. She crawled closer to him at this point, giving herself up to him. She was tired of fighting, she wasn't going to win. Penny leaned against him as she whimpered and cried some more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 07:07:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"It would please your Master if you spoke like a dog, no human words, barks and yelps only,"</strong> he said, wondering just how far he could push it. <strong>"It would please your Master if you obeyed all commands with the speed and obedience of a good dog."</strong><br><br>He paused. <strong>"It would please your Master if you would offer him your pussy willingly, joyfully. And it would please your Master if, after he came in your pussy, you knew only happiness in your new role."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 07:13:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he went through his list, she slowly started to look into his eyes, some shock in them at this point. He'd still have to work with her, but she was losing who she was at this point. The last part made her whimper a bit, but she didn't pull back. Not just yet. After he was done she looked away and looked down at the vibrator that was off, but still connected to her. She backed up from&nbsp; him and laid down, then rolled over, her breast and pussy exposed to him as she laid there, her arms folded up like a dogs would, and her knees were bent up for him as they spread. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 07:30:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he said as she opened herself to him. He slipped off the vibrator, then pulled off his clothes, revealing his muscular body and his hard, thick ten inches. He lined himself up with her and slid in with no gentleness, once again, any pleasure she received was simply incidental. In his mind, she was his fucktoy, and he hoped that soon, in her mind too, she would become both loyal dog, and someone who would scream in ecstasy simply from the knowledge that she was being used to give pleasure to another.<br><br>He slammed in and out of her at a ferocious pace as these thoughts swirled in his mind, driving him higher and higher, and finally, with a deep, primal bellow he buried deeply inside her and came hard, firing several times so hard that she could feel it inside her. He waited a few moments before sliding his slowly softening cock out of her. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he breathed once more. <strong>"Stay like that. When I recover, I'm going to use your tits to get me off,"</strong> he told her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 08:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laid there as he readied himself, but as soon as he was invading her womanhood she gasped through the gag with her broke voice. He didn't seem to care if she was getting off, but she was. She moaned through the gag lightly and felt her body being moved back and forth. Penny whimpered as she was about to cum but soon he stopped. Suffering, she whimpered and tried to get her paws to get her off as he took his breath. Her recently fucked body wanting more in her, but that wasn't looking like it was going to happen. Penny whimpered louder, almost brat like, begging him to fuck her some more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 14:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down at her. The girl was almost gone, the dog portion of her personality was asserting itself, and that in itself sent a shiver of pleasure through his body. There was no question she needed more training, more work until the human part of her was entirely gone, replaced by a good, obedient dog, but she'd come farther faster than he had expected. At her whimpering, he grew hard again and he smield down at her. <strong>"What's that? My dog wants her Master to fuck her again?"</strong> gave a smile. <strong>"I guess I could stand cumming in your pussy again, especially given that you've been such a good dog,"</strong> he said, once again positioning himself and pushing into her pussy. Again, he began to drive hard into her, not seeking to give her pleasure beyond whatever he incidentally gave her. He still wanted this kind of treatment to make her cum. He knew that sooner or later she'd learn to love it, and just the action of sliding into her might be enough to make her cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 16:17:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny nodded as he seemed to either be mocking her or just talking to a dog. The whimpering sounds getting louder. As soon as he pushed into her again, she was moaning again. Her libido going crazy again. The speed he was going at and the constant friction with her clit was enough to set her over the edge. Penny went tense for a moment and then let out broken screamed of pleasure as her push clenched down on his shaft, milking it as she came on it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 19:19:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she orgasmed around him, he let out a mingled cry of pleasure and triumph, his own orgasm blasting into her, with just a lettle less force than the time before. This time when he withdrew he sat back. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he praised once more. <strong>"Taking pleasure from the way your Master treats you is important,"</strong> he told her.<br><br>He looked her up and down, admiring her large breasts, her trim body, those beautiful curves.... She was everything he wanted in a puppygirl and sex toy. She was sweating pretty profusely though. He'd have to bathe her at some point in the not-too-distant future, but his more immediate concern was her fluid loss. <strong>"Would my dog like some water?"</strong> he asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 23:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny panted she blithely finished, her body finally feeling the release it needed from him. Was she panted and laid there she scooted a little closer to him wih small happy whimpers. She nodded about needing water, staring into his eyes as she got back to her paws and knees and sat by him. She didn't even seem to notice that she was leaking his cum from her bare pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 23:18:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her water bowl, leaving the room for a minute to fill it with fresh water, and returned, setting it down so that she could crawl a short distance to it. He undid her gag, wondering if she would take the opportunity to talk like a human, or if she had taken his order to talk like a dog. With the tail, paws, and her hair done up like ears, she did look quite a bit like the puppygirl he wanted. He'd probably add a few more elements before it was done, but he felt that he'd done enough for the time being. Right now he wanted to see just how much like a dog she would behave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 04:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he put the bowl down the girl crawled over to it, needing the water. As her gag was taken out she stretched her jaw out a bit and leaned down in the water. At this moment, she knew that she couldn't talk, she wanted to, but if she didn want to get hit shed have to shut up. Penny tried to grab the bowl up but her paws wouldn't let her and she whimpered a bit as some of it spilled on her. "Cold..." She said under her breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 04:47:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her a hard shock from the collar. <strong>"Dogs don't talk, and dogs don't pick up their water bowls,"</strong> he said. <strong>"If you hadn't tried to pick up the bowl, you wouldn't have spilled it on yourself,"</strong> he said. <strong>"You are a dog, Penny. Just accept that fact, and know that if you speak again, I will shock you, gag you, take away your water, fuck you again, and leave you cold and alone for four hours."</strong> She could see his huge cock was once again hard, and he was still naked. <strong>"Drink your water like the dog you are, and maybe I'll bring you something warm to sleep under,"</strong> he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 04:55:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny screamed a bit from the shock, she wanted to say she was sorry but now wasn't the time. He knew he was right though, of she had left the bowl down, she wouldn't have spilled. Her nipples were hard now, the cool air working with the water on her skin. Penny leaned own, whimpering as she started to lick at the water againz it, the water, was a bit lower so she had to put her ass up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 05:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her ass flex as she put it up, and the tail wiggle slightly. A part of him wanted to pull that tail out and ram his cock in her asshole, but he resisted the urge, as that might undo some progress. That tail was a part of her now, and he didn't want to change that. But with her ass up, he wasn't going to miss an opportunity. He stood behind her and pushed his cock into her doggy style, fucking her deeply, more slowly than usual, while she drank her water. He started slapping her ass in time with his thrusts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:18:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she suddenly felt him at her ass she was going to try and stop him, but instead she only whimpered. Her face hit the bottom of the bowl and she had to push it away. Without the gag her moans were much louder, the pain in her voice much more noticeable. Penny cried out in pleasured pain as he went at it with her cunt. She had no grip on the floor, so it just looked like she was tapping it with her fake paw.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:25:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she stopped drinking the water, he thrust in a few more times, then stepped around to her front, offering her his cock, covered with her juices and his own cum from earlier. He grabbed her by the hair. <strong>"Suck me off,"</strong> he commanded powerfully. <strong>"I'll restore your fluid levels myself, since you can't seem to drink properly when I'm fucking you."</strong> He began thrusting back and forth into her mouth. <strong>"C'mon, do it like you mean it!"</strong> he cried.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought that he was done when he pulled out, but that didn't seem to be the case. Instead he was grabbing her hair, making her whine in pain from it. She shook her head no at first, but as he yanked her hair her mouth opened to express pain, his cock was soon in it though. Whines escaped as he fucked her face, tears rolling down her cheeks as she'd gag from time to time. Penny's paws supported her up as she took his cock over and over. She didn't really get how he had so much stamina for this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:37:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh... oh god! Good dog! I'm gonna cum!"</strong> he cried. He pulled out until only his head was in her mouth, and then he went off. It was only a few spurts this time. He clearly didn't have much left, and when he pulled out of her, he nearly collapsed, grabbing the edge of the table and breathing heavily. He watched to see what she would do with the "gift" he had given her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel now when he was about to cum, she didn't like the taste when he did. It was bitter and salty. As he fell to the ground, she didn't know what to do with it. She wanted to spit it out, she was ready to. But she knew that would probably be a big mistake and would have to lick it off the floor anyway. Slowly she swallowed it and went a bit pale. Penny crawled over, sorely, to the bowl and drank from it to help get the taste away faster. She'd never tasted cum before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:45:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was actually a bit surprised when she swallowed it, especially when she looked like she would have preferred to spit it out. He'd been ready to shock her and make her clean it up. <strong>"Good dog!"</strong> he praised her. With some actual gentleness in his tone he spoke again. <strong>"When you've finished your water, you can sleep for a while,"</strong> he said. <strong>"I'll get you a blanket even,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Can I trust you to talk like the dog you are, not like a human?"</strong> he asked. He was prepared with the gag if she spoke even a single word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She did like that he was happy with her, not wanting to hit her or shock her. That was a serious relief. As he spoke she drank but the last question was one that made her pause. Could she do it? She tried barking and felt like an idiot right away. Penny shook her head. No, she couldn't do it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 06:53:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, and regagged her immediately. Before he left to fetch the blanket he had promised her, he secured her in place so that she couldn't move more than a few inches one way or the other, but she could at least lie down. He placed earbuds in both her ears and started his hypnotic track about how she was a dog, she was meant to please him, that she would do whatever was asked of her, that she would be happy, that she was a dog, she was meant to plese him, that she would do whatever was asked of her, that she would be happy, on and on and on.<br><br>He returned a few minutes later with a curious blanket. It looked like dog fur, and he wrapped her up in it, so it looked like she had fur like a dog. She immediately felt a lot warmer and he smiled at her. <strong>"Good dog,"</strong> she barely heard him over the recording still repeating in her ears. <strong>"Too bad that can't be permanent,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Sleep well, my dog. We'll continue working to help you understand who and what you are tomorrow."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny opened her mouth to the gag and watched him leave. She did the only thing that she could. When he returned she was lying down. He lifted her head up and put the earbuds in and she could hear his voice over and over and over again. The blanket that he wrapped around her was warm and soft. She liked it. Penny could barley hear him when he spoke so she did her best to watch his lips. <br><br>Penny slept through the night, he'd worn her out. When she did wake up in the morning she still had the sounds in her ears and she was still curled under the blanket, she didn't want it off. She was cold being naked all the time. She was very groggy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was almost an hour before he entered the room, giving her at least a little time to wake up. He pulled the ear buds out of her ears and cupped her chin, looking down into her eyes. He removed the gag from her mouth. <strong>"Tell me, Penny,"</strong> he murmured. <strong>"Are you a dog, or a human?"</strong> he asked. <strong>"I'll know if you're lying, and I'll punish you if you lie,"</strong> he promised. <strong>"Are you a dog, or a human?"</strong> he repeated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he grabbed her face and ungagged her, she could almost see the desperation in his eyes. Was she a dog or a human.... She knew she was human. But she couldn't say anything, she'd get shocked. Instead Penny pulled her face from his hands and whimpered at his feet, almost apologizing for not being what he wanted her to be. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He replaced the gag and shook his head. <strong>"You continue to cling to these delusions that you are human,"</strong> he said, sounding disappointed. He pulled the fur off of her and loosened her restraints so she could move a little bit more.<br><br>He cupped her chin and looked her in the eyes. <strong>"You are a dog,"</strong> he said, his voice ringing with absolute truth, conviction, and sincerity. <strong>"You were just born in the wrong body,"</strong> he continued, the same truth, conviction, and sincerity in his voice. <strong>"You were never happy as a human. You've never been <em>truly</em> happy, <em>truly</em> content as a human. You need a Master to serve, because you are a dog."</strong> He sighed and gazed still more intently into her eyes, holding tight to them. <strong>"Search deep inside yourself, past the barriers you usually erect. Search to your very core, and realize that one fact. In your heart, in the very depths of your soul, where you have always been afraid to look you will find the truth. And that simple truth is that..."</strong> he paused and enunciated very clearly, the next four words. <strong>"You. Are. A. Dog."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny opened her mouth for the gag and saw how unhappy he was. As he continued to brainwash her, Penny started to tear up and cry. The internal struggles showing. She was born in the wrong body, she wasn't happy, she. is. a. dog. Penny started to sob at his feet as his truth started to sink into her mind. Her paw resting on his foot as she laid next him crying. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:33:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I know it's hard to realize that your life so far has been a lie. I know it's overwhelming,"</strong> he said, stroking her hair and back with kindness. <strong>"But once you've let go of the silly notion that you're human, you can finally begin to feel truly happy,"</strong> he assured her. <strong>"There will be no need to shock you, because you really <em>are</em> a good dog,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"And you will be perfectly happy, just serving your Master, because the only thing you need to be happy when you are a dog is to make your Master happy. When I am pleased with you, as I am right now, that will make you overjoyed,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Are you starting to see, to understand? You are going to be happy as a dog."</strong> He knew she was almost there... he just had to keep pushing, just a little bit further.... He just had to get rid of those last big barriers. Once the big barriers were gone, the rest of her humanity would slowly leak out of her. He wondered if, in the end, she would even remember that she had once thought she was human. She certainly wouldn't remember that she really <em>had</em> been human.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:42:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny cried some more as he spoke. She was believing him, she was falling into his lies. But they weren't lies anymore. Penny nodded that she understood as she cried, she really was overwhelmed by all of this. She was in his lap at this point as she cried, needing him to told her. It took her a minute to calm down, but when she had, she felt tired again. She was hiccuping for sometime but she was trying to calm herself down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:49:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued stroking her hair and back gently. <strong>"It's a lot to take in, I know,"</strong> he repeated. <strong>"If you need to rest for a bit, I'll be right here. You'll be safe with your Master right here,"</strong> he told her. His demeanor had changed now that she had accepted the truth. He was kind and soft and gentle. Comforting, was the word for it. His voice was nice and understanding. He took off her gag gently, but asked nothing from her, simply continuing to stroke her. <strong>"You are my beautiful dog, and I love you,"</strong> he told her. She knew that the love he was speaking of was not romantic love, but the affection of a Master for his slave, or his pet. <br><br>But she also knew it was sincere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 07:53:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny felt the gag come off and all she did was cuddle up to him more as she calmed down slowly. It didn't take her long to fall asleep again, this time in his arms and lap. Penny wasn't dreaming, but she wasn't talking in her sleep, she was whining. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:12:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He set her down gently in her bed, setting out dog food that had been treated with special vitamins, and water, within easy reach for her. Carefully he stepped out into the hall and called his friend Cora. She was the one who had convinced him to find a dog trainer to turn into a dog. He'd been fascinated when she'd called him over, and shown off her dog trainer turned dog. He had been a handsome man, but she told him all about what he was willing to do to please his Mistress. Thomas and Cora had spent time together, both knew the other's kinks, and had played with them, but the pet aspect had always been a fantasy, not anything they had ever expected to actually happen. And now, as Cora had made it happen for her, so he had made it happen for himself.<br><br>Half an hour later, Penny was still sleeping, and Cora showed up with her dog "Manuel" on a leash. Cora herself was quite striking, tall and lean with close cut reddish-brown hair.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://tvdramawatch.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/AllisonScagliotti.jpg)</div></div><br>Manuel wasn't anything particular special to look at, at least not to Thomas whose tastes ran completely towards women. They dropped Manuel off in Penny's room, Cora telling him to behave himself, and Thomas got them both a cup of the coffee he'd brewed that morning. They sat down in the living room, and Thomas stirred the cream into his coffee. <strong>"So... any new special stories about you and Manuel?"</strong> he asked. The truth was, Cora had told him in erotic detail about everything she and Manuel had done, and it had led to more than one steamy session between the two of them. <br><br>Cora flashed him a devilish grin. <strong>"Wouldn't you like to know?"</strong> she asked slyly.<br><br><strong>"Well, don't make me pound it out of you,"</strong> Thomas said in response. Cora arched an eyebrow and grinned again....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:24:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95ZgSgzdCO0/TkpODZky9PI/AAAAAAAAAmI/kKOnmGR6EEo/s1600/model_inside_narrowweb__300x485%252C2.jpg)</div>Penny slept peacefully, but when she woke up she was hungry. The girl crawled over to the bowl will food, unaware of the male. She ate contently,&nbsp; that was until she felt something touch her. Penny looked back to see Manuel trying to mount her. Penny gasped and quickly moved away from him. He followed her with his eyes as he crawled towards her,licking his lips. Penny crawled to a corner in the room, curling up there. She wanted to call for help, but she wasn't sure if she'd be heard. The male kept moving towards her, a growing erection hung under him. <br><br>Penny tried to press herself into the wall, but that didn't help atall. He mounted her and tried to stick his cock into her mouth, which made her whine loudly and push him off as she quickly crawl/ran to the door. The did the first thing that she could think of. Penny started to scratch at the door, barking loudly, whining. Desperately calling for Thomas' help. The male swung his arm around her, making her fall on her back, where he again mounted her, this time over powering her as she cried and yelped for help. Cora, would think it was funny the nature of dogs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:33:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas was already shirtless, matching Cora as he shoved her against the wall and began to play with her breasts when he heard what sounded like a whine or a bark. He paused a moment, almost certain he'd just imagined it when he heard it again, a little bit more insistantly. It certainly sounded like a female. He left Cora topless in the hallway and ran to his room, finding Manuel poised to mount Penny.<br><br>That was unacceptable. Penny was <em>his</em>. He kicked Manuel in the side, <strong>"Bad dog!"</strong> he yelled, his attention clearly directed at Manuel. Cora arrived, pulling her shirt back on, just in time to see the kick connect and Manuel jump away, whining.<br><br><strong>"What the hell Thomas!?"</strong> she screamed.<br><br><strong>"Your dog just tried to mate with mine against her will!"</strong> he yelled back.<br><br>Cora laughed. <strong>"Oh come on, Thomas! It wasn't against her will. That's just how bitches are. They play hard to get so the male will be more excited!"</strong><br><br><strong>"I don't care if you think it's normal. She clearly doesn't want it, so I think it's best if you get out,"</strong> Thomas said.<br><br><strong>"Thomas—"</strong> Cora began, but Thomas wasn't in the mood to hear any of it. He cut her off.<br><br><strong>"Get out!"</strong> he yelled, and taking one look at his face, Cora gestured to Manuel to follow her, and left the room. As soon as she was gone, Thomas crouched down next to Penny. <strong>"I'm so sorry that horrible dog tried to mate with you,"</strong> he said. <strong>"He has good taste, of course. You are very beautiful, but he should have known that you are devoted to your Master, and I'm the only one allowed to use you like that,"</strong> he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny was relieved when Thomas opened the door and kicked the male off of her. The head of his cock was just starting to enter her at that point. Penny got up and hide behind Thomas, noting that he wasn't wearing a shirt. Followed was a red head, who was putting on her shirt. Penny glared at the woman as she laughed about the situation. <br><br>Penny didn't want it, she didn't want it at all! When they were gone and Thomas was comforting her she leaned against him, whining and crying a bit as she rubbed her head against him. She was panting, her tongue hanging out as she looked up at him like a love sick puppy would.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:48:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stroked her hair and back again to calm her down. When she had begun to relax he looked over at the food and water bowls. <strong>"Looks like you didn't get to finish your meal,"</strong> he commented. He led her back over to the food bowl and crouchd beside her as she ate, still stroking her hair and her back. When she had finished he leaned in towards her. <strong>"Your Master would like to fuck you,"</strong> he said. <strong>"That would make your Master very happy. Would that make you happy?"</strong> he asked her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:52:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny followed over to the food, where she started to eat peacefully, not worrying about Manuel. She was almost done with her food when Thomas admitted that he wanted to fuck her. Her eyes grew bright as she tried to express she only wanted him fucking her. Her butt started to wiggle, her eyes were bright, she was panting and she spun around for a minute and faced away for him as she lowered her head to the ground for him to decide which one of her holes to fuck. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 08:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her obvious eagerness to please, and the fact that he had enjoyed her pussy several times already, he decided he would go for her asshole. He slid the tail out carefully, knowing that although Penny knew she was a dog, she knew her tail was artificial as well. He watched her asshole start to close, and he spat on it, leaving a little bit of saliva. He thrust his cock into her pussy a couple of times, to lubricate it, then lined the head up with her asshole and pushed.<br><br>It slowly but surely expanded, until his head popped in. He waited, letting her adjust to the largest thing ever to penetrate her ass, then slowly began to push inside, until his entire thick, ten inch length was buried in her ass. He again paused to let her adjust to the sensation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 09:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the tail was pulled out of her she groaned a bit. She didn't move though. As he started to press into her though she groaned louder. "naaahhhhh" was the only sound to leave her mouth other than whines. Her paws hit the floor in pain a few timers ass she tried to adjust. Penny whimpered, know it wasn't ever going to feel good so she just started to wiggle her hips a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 09:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He waited a long time in her ass, letting her wiggle her hips, and then slowly began to pull out. As he did so, he started toying with her pussy, hoping that she would start feeling pleasure from both areas. He hoped also that knowing that she was giving him pleasure would give her pleasure, so he made sure to let out the long, low groan that he might otherwise have stifled. He was still moving extremely slowly in and out of her ass, and his fingers on her pussy were merely languidly stroking, occasionally just brushing her clit, almost as though by accident.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 09:19:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny let her hole adjust some more, whimpering as he tried to get her to losen up a bit. When he'd hit her clit she'd moan in pleasure, but it was a tease. It took a while but she was finally able to move her ass back and forth on him to please him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 17:09:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hole was so tight... he began to moan in earnest now as she finally started to move her ass against him. The remaining hand he had available came down and began to work over one of her large breasts, occasionally tweaking the nipple, but mostly just fondling the tit as he continued riding the dog who had once been a girl, his sex slave, towards orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 17:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny moaned as she moved back and forth for him. She was struggling to keep moving as the pain was incredible. As he touched her breast she tried so scoot closer to him and get move but his cock wouldn't let her move too far. The girl whimpered and felt her clit throbbing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 17:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Oh... God,"</strong> he moaned. <strong>"Good... good dog!"</strong> he cried as he finally felt himself building towards his release, her ass was so tight around his shaft. At last, with a loud cry of pleasure, he buried himself as far inside her as he could, and fired a large load of cum deep into her bowels. He gasped and shuddered against her as pleasurable aftershocks ran through his body, his one hand tightening on her breast, the other continuing to gently massage her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-02-2014, 07:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny felt him starting to cum in her, she whimpered and whined in pain as he really attacked her ass. She felt him spasm from time to time and started to whine. She wanted to cum. She whining for him to make her cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>12-02-2014, 23:02:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rested inside her ass, staying there, and after a moment, his hand continued massing her breast, the other continued playing with her pussy. He seemed determined to make her cum before he pulled out of her ass. He continued whispering to her about what a good dog she was, she could feel that he really was praising her, that he really did appreciate her, that she really was a good dog.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-02-2014, 18:25:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				when he started to massage her, she moaned a bit. She kept her head down and ass up as he played with her some more. Loving how he teased her clit. Her ass wiggled back against him as he did all of this, she seemed to be begging for it. She could hear him praising her and it didn't take long for her to start panting, whimpering as she was about to cum. When she did, she bucked against him, whining in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>15-02-2014, 21:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Good dog,"</strong> he praised softly again, sliding out of her ass, and replacing the plug, which slid in quite easily now. He wiped his cock off on a small cloth he had with him, and re-dressed. <strong>"We're going to go for a walk now,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"Fetch your leash,"</strong> he said, pointing over to where the leash rested on a low bench, easily within range of Penny's mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-02-2014, 17:50:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pulled out she groaned a bit and laid on the floor in some pain. As he replaced the plug she whimpered a bit and then curled up more puppy-like. She wanted to sleep now, but that didn't seem to like it was going to happen anytime soon. Penny got to her hands and knees and crawled over to the leash, grabbed it with her mouth and then brought it over to Thomas. As she reached him she dropped it at his feet and kneeled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>18-02-2014, 06:35:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her crawling, watched the tail shaking slightly and frowned just a little bit. He'd have to keep taking her ass until she could take him as easily in her ass as in her pussy. That might take up a couple of days, but it would be worth it when she stopped feeling pain when he fucked her. The good news was that every time he had sex with her, he was conditioning her more and more, so it wasn't like he was losing any training time. His frown was gone by the time she had turned around and was coming back with the leash in her mouth. When she dropped it at his feet he smiled down at her, pride at how quickly his conversion had gone.<br><br>He picked up the leash and attached it to her collar, then led her out of the room, down the hall and into the back yard. It wasn't an extremely large yard, but it did have a high fence that served to conceal his yard from the view of any of his neighbors. He knelt down and looked into Penny's eyes. <strong>"You've been a good dog today, so I'm going to let you off your leash, and let you do as you like for a little while. Run around, play in the grass, but be sure to come when I call you,"</strong> he said as he sat down in a chair on his deck to watch her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 08:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((sorry, i've been really tired and busy with two jobs...))<br><br>Penny followed her master around the house, she couldn't help but look around at it. She so badly wanted to be around him more outside of the room, but her training wasn't done. Once outside she looked at him as he spoke. Once off the leash again she looked at the grass, then back at him. She wasn't too sure what to do at first, this was her first time outside as a dog. With her fake paws, she crawled off the deck and into the yard, finding a patch of hunnysuckles she laid down in it, letting the sun warm her naked body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 18:57:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((No problem. I understand.))<br><br>Thomas watched Penny curl up to rest, and then pulled out his Kindle and read for a little while, occasionally glancing at his watch. After about half an hour of letting her rest in the warm sunlight, he called her, <strong>"Penny, come! Come here girl!"</strong> He waited expectantly with the leash in his hands, ready to take her back inside, to finish the day's training.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-02-2014, 16:18:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny relaxed the whole time as she laid in the sun, getting just a bit darker. She was almost asleep when he called her over, but when she heard him she looked at him, sat up, and crawled quickly over to him. As she reached him she shook her ass a bit, panting in excitement that he wanted her near. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>28-02-2014, 19:20:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He ruffled her hair. <strong>"Good girl,"</strong> he said and attached the leash again, leading her back to her room. He didn't tie her down, though he made sure to close the doors that she was no longer capable of opening with her paws. He filled her food and water bowls and set them down on the floor, then signaled Penny to get onto the comfortable doggy bed on her hands and knees. He freed his massive cock from its confines and stood behind her, rubbing it up and down her slit, though he didn't penetrate her for now. <strong>"You're doing well,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"Once you are fully trained, you will be allowed to sleep in my room, at the foot of my bed, or beside it, like a good dog,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Once you have learned to orgasm without assistance, simply from the act of bringing me pleasure, from the knowledge that you have fulfilled your purpose, then your training will be complete,"</strong> he said, sliding his long cock into her pussy, burying himself fully inside her, and pausing before starting to fuck her hard and fast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-03-2014, 18:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny seemed happily to follow him into the house. No longer seeming scared of him as she pranced into the room. She was hungry but when he told her to get into her bed she made no arguments. As he started to mount her, penny's head laid on the floor so he could get better access. Penny felt his length invade er and she moaned and gasped. Her own body now moving against his to get him in her deeper and harder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>02-03-2014, 19:14:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of her moving against him, willingly giving in, was thrilling to him, driving him to even greater heights as he began to push in and out of her harder and faster. He reached forward to grab her hair, pulling her head back before reaching around her to fondle her sizable tits. <strong>"That's it,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"Good dog... keep on fucking back against me."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 07:07:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny whimpers and whined as he pulled her hair, but after a while she was whimpering in pleasure. Her body moved back and forth against him as she mated with her master. She could feel him grabbing at her breasts which seemed to be making her even more hot and bothered as she fucked her master.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 22:07:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took him a few minutes, but soon enough his balls were churning, and her whimpers of pleasure were driving him crazy. It had been a long time since she had tried to speak like a human... her training was nearly complete. He groaned loudly, part pleasure, part lustful excitement, and part triumph, he came hard, firing blast after blast of his cum deep inside her, squeezing and massaging her breasts through his intense orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 22:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				when he came, Penny felt every bit of it go into her. She was close herself, but not quite ready yet. Her nipples were hard against his palm as she kept going, map king any bit of cum left in him. When he was empty, it was obvious that she was going for herself now as she was so close. Her cries of pleasure showed that she was trying hard to get herself to cum as well. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 22:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed, but tried not to show his disappointment that his own orgasm hadn't quite been enough to send her over the edge. She was definitely close, but not there just yet. He let one of the hands leave her breasts as he pulled out of her, and brought it down to tease her clit just a little bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 22:23:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's sounds made it clear that she wasn't happy he pulled out. She whined and cried, almost as if in pain that her do such a cruel act. She quickly rolled over to her back, legs open as she tried to get a paw to pleasure herself, which wasn't working. She whined and squirmed in agony as her clit throbbed from it all. She was almost in tears at this point that she hadn't cum yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>03-03-2014, 22:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pinched and rolled her clit with his thumb and forefinger, and straightening his hand, allowed three fingers to slide into her. His other hand grabbed her paw. <strong>"No,"</strong> he said simply. Good fuck toys didn't try to pleasure themselves. They let their Masters give them the pleasure they had earned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 16:47:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he finally started to play with her clit she moaned out in pleasure, whining at the same time. As he slapped her paw covered hand away she pouted a bit, but couldn't do it for long as she enjoyed his touching. She squirmed a but more and before long she was cumming on his fingers hard. Her whole body was shaking in pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 03:08:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Good girl... next time, do that while I'm fucking you, and you'll get a reward,"</strong> Thomas said. <strong>"You can eat your food, drink your water, and sleep,"</strong> he said. <strong>"I'll be back in the morning,"</strong> he said. He walked over and turned on a pair of video cameras. With them in night vision mode he could see if she acted like a human at all while he wasn't observing her. <strong>"Be a good dog,"</strong> he told her with a smile and a quick ruffle of her hair between her dog ears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 06:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny watched as he left her alone in the room. She paused for a minute, trying to look around, but she couldn't see anything. She felt around for the bed, and she was very hungry, and thirsty, but in the end, she was human and couldn't see a damned thing. She found the bed and sat in it, criss crossed, but it didn't feel right anymore so she adjusted herself. she did this for about 10 minutes before she found a comfortable position. On her stomach. Penny opened her mouth a few times, almost as if to try and talk, but instead she actually barked. She looked around for a second and crawled over to where she thought the door was and started to paw at it, and cry and whine for him to come back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 07:57:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had decided to watch the feed from the cameras for his amusement and to see if she behaved like a dog. When it became evident she couldn't see at all, and she went over, pawing at the door and whining he decided to take pity on her (especially given that she had begged as a dog would) and he donned his bathrobe over his naked body, returning to the room. <strong>"You can't see at all, can you?"</strong> he asked her. <strong>"Of course you can't You spent so long thinking you were human that you never developed good night vision,"</strong> he said. He plugged in a flourescent light that provided about as much light as a full moon. It was possible to see objects and items, though there wasn't enough light to read by or see colors. Not that dogs needed to read or see colors in any case. <strong>"There, is that better? Was there anything else you needed?"</strong> he asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 08:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she heard the door knob turn she barked happil and moved back for him. As he spoke she stared at him. She watched as he moved around the room and plugging Ina little night light. But that wasn't really what she wanted. Penny crawled towards him and bit his robe, pulling it towards her. When he didn't seem to understand her she had a look of frustration, and was obviously thinking of how to express what she wanted. She looked around and found her bed, barked, crawled to it and started to pull it towards the door by her mouth. She wanted to sleep with him. He didn't really know her, there he didn't know she didn't like the dark or sleeping alone. Something that he hadn't been able to observe the passed few days.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 09:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wasn't behaving like a human, speaking like a human, trying to walk like a human. There seemed to be almost nothing human about her. He stopped her movements, and holding her head between his hands, he looked into her eyes, seeking any sign of the woman she had once been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 16:48:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at him as he held her face. In a moment of confusion she tilted her head, then she became playful and ran into him to knock him on his back, crawled on him and started to lick his now exposed cock. It was a playful manner though, nothing sexual. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 19:18:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock began to harden as she licked, and he ruffled her hair, but decided not to take advantage of his hardening cock, as she obviously meant nothing sexual by it. Instead he lifted up her dog bed and carried it up the stairs to his bedroom, trusting Penny to follow him on her hands and knees. He stopped at the stairs and helped her get the hang of traveling up them on her paws, then set up the bed in his room. He guided her over to her bed and helped her lie down in it before he disrobed and got in his own bed, turning out the lights as he went. He was silent the entire time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 21:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he seemed to get the hint of what she wanted she excitedly followed him out of the room. The stairs were hard to get up, it was a bit painful and she wasn't that fast at it, but once she was up there she happily followed him. Penny watched as he moved around, pull her to her bed, etc. Once it was all quite though she kept hearing sounds from outside. <br><br>Penny softly crawled onto his bed, when she thought he was asleep, and curled up next to him with a stupid smile on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 22:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Thomas awoke to find her next to him, he woke her up too with a sharp slap to the face. <strong>"Bad dog!"</strong> he scolded her. <strong>"You sleep at the foot of the bed,"</strong> he used her collar to turn her around so that she could see what he meant. <strong>"And you only get on the bed when you have my permission,"</strong> he scolded her. He pointed at the bed. <strong>"That is where you sleep unless I tell you otherwise,"</strong> he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 22:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the suddenly pain ran through her body, Penny gasped and jumped away from him, but he was still able to reach her. She watche with tears in her eyes as he yelled at her. Slowly she literally let herself drop from the bed and crawled over to her little bed, doing her best to avoid eye contact, as well as physical. The girl got to her bed finally and faced away from him as she curled up in it. She was stifling her tears back as she took her punishment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 22:13:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was so pitiful in her sorrow that he actually felt some remorse for how he had reacted. He knelt down by her and ran his hands through her hair. <strong>"I'm sorry I yelled,"</strong> he said. <strong>"You didn't know the rules,"</strong> he said, <strong>"and you surprised me. You were just showing affection, and I am glad for that. Now that you know the rules, you will not disobey them again, will you?"</strong> he asked her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 22:18:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The only reaction that he got from her now was when he first touched her she jumped. Other than that she was afraid to move or make a noise. She just wanted to sleep more now in her shame of how shed done something so stupid. Penny curled up a bit more and hid her face in the pillow below her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 22:24:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He decided to let her sleep for a little bit, locking his bedroom door behind him while he went down to the kitchen and set out fresh food and water for her there. There were only two rooms in the house that would remain off-limits to her during the day, both the front rooms with clear windows. His neighbors wouldn't understand that he had done Penny a favor by revealing her true nature to her, and if they saw enough of her, they might recognize the woman she had once been. The rest of the house would be open to her, he decided. After reading the newspaper and eating his breakfast, he returned to his bedroom, unlocked and opened the door. <strong>"Penny, come,"</strong> he said mildly. <strong>"Your breakfast is ready downstairs."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-03-2014, 16:07:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny sleep for a while, but as he woke her she slowly got up and heard his tone. Penny kept laying down and slightly moving towards him, she wasn't sure if he was still mad at her so she was hesitating much like a dog would. She started to whimper as she struggled with this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>07-03-2014, 09:46:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas moved forward to her and ruffled her hair. <strong>"I'm not angry,"</strong> he told her in the soothing, sing-song tone one would use with a dog when you were happy with them. He actually wasn't sure how far gone she was. She certainly seemed to recognize simple commands, and when he wanted to fuck her, but he didn't know how much else she understood. <strong>"You've been a good dog,"</strong> he said in the same cheery voice, <strong>"and a good dog gets more food to eat and more water to drink!"</strong> He smiled at her, stepping back and patting his leg. <strong>"Come on Penny! Come! Follow Master!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-03-2014, 17:09:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he ruffled her hair and spoke to her, penny's eyes lit up and she started panting with a simple smile. She watched as he stood up and as soon as he patted his leg she quickly crawled over to him. <br><br><br>As she reached the bottom of the stairs, slowly, there was a knock at the front door. Penny let out a bark but ran to her food bowl. Thomas would find it was his girlfriend with her human dog. She looked sorry, an so did he.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 04:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas resisted the urge to close the door in front of them. After all, both human and dog looked sorry. <strong>"What are you doing here?"</strong> he asked, perhaps a little more coldly than he might otherwise have done. He wasn't forgetting that Cora's dog had tried to rape his dog, and Cora had just laughed it off.<br><br><strong>"Can we come in?"</strong> Cora asked. It took Thomas a moment to decide to step aside and usher them in.<br><br><strong>"Keep him on a leash,"</strong> he said, offering Cora a seat. <strong>"Penny is eating, but she'll be out once she's finished,"</strong> he said. He gave a small smile. <strong>"She's really come along nicely, even since the last time you visited. She hasn't spoken a single word in quite a while, and I'm starting to wonder if she even remembers she used to be human,"</strong> he said, sounding satisfied. He glanced at her dog. <strong>"Manuel tried to mate with her last time he was here. Is he going to try that again?"</strong> he asked.<br><br>Cora shook her head. <strong>"Only if she expressly wants it,"</strong> she said.<br><br>Thomas glanced up as Penny reappeared. She looked a little hesitant at the sight of Manuel and Cora, but he beckoned her to him, as stroked her hair as she came into range. <strong>"Penny, this is Cora, and this is Manuel,"</strong> he said, indicating them both in turn, speaking in a slightly sing-song tone like he would a small child, or indeed, a dog. <strong>"Maneul is going to behave better than he did last time they were here. Say hello, Penny."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 16:50:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny enjoyed her food while she ate. When she realized that Thomas was gone she looked around for a second and then decided to follow for his voice. As she turned the corner and saw the guests she paused and stared at them.Penny walked over to Thomas and enjoyed his touch, but she was keeping a close eye on the male. Her pig tails hung over her breasts as she leaned against Luke's legs. <br><br>Penny didn't want to say hello to Manuel. She glared at him a bit as he neared her. When he tried to sniff her hair she suddenly backed away and started to bark at him angrily. Clearly she wasn't as forgiving. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 06:53:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas looked down at his dog. <strong>"Penny, stay,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"Cora, Manuel, come with me please."</strong> Cora took a second to rise, but nodded and guided Manuel to follow her. Thomas took them upstairs to a guest bedroom. <strong>"Cora, tell Manuel to stay here, and meet me back downstairs. Can he open doors?"</strong> Cora shook her head, no. <strong>"Good. Just take care to close the door on your way out."</strong><br><br>He preceded Cora down the stairs and looked at Penny. <strong>"Cora should be punished for allowing her dog to almost breed with you, and for laughing it off,"</strong> he said. <strong>"Do you want a sister dog?"</strong> he asked Penny. Turning Cora into a dog would be a challenge, but she was fascinated by both sides of the dynamic, so he knew he could probably do it. But if Penny didn't want another dog in the house, he'd have to find some other way to punish Cora. He was probably spoiling Penny by giving her a choice in the matter, but she had been a good dog for the most part, and he still felt bad for yelling at her earlier.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 08:32:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>When Thomas told her to stay the human dog sat and looked up at him, hoping he'd pet her or fuck her again. When they left she whined, but as they returned she wiggled her ass and panted for him. <br><br>As he spoke she looked at him, somewhat confused. When everything was said she looked at Cora, then at him. She gulped a bit. Penny knew what she wanted, but didn't know how to express it. She started to whine as she struggled to figure out how to tell him what she wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 08:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He realized she was struggling and he certainly didn't want to confuse her, or cause her to backslide into human speech. <strong>"When Cora comes down from upstairs, crawl to her if you don't want her to be a sister dog,"</strong> he said. <strong>"If you <em>do</em> want her as a sister dog, crawl instead to me,"</strong> he said, sitting down in an armchair a few feet away, and casually opened a magazine. Cora appeared from upstairs just a minute or so later. <strong>"What's going on?"</strong> she asked as she entered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 08:56:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at her master, he was giving her a way out. She panted as she thought about what he wanted from her. She understood that the purpose of making her a bitch was punishment, but she had her own to take care of. Penny's tongue slightly hung as she looked back and forth between the two, trying to think.<br><br>After some deep thought, Penny realized Cora wasn't like her. Penny wasn't like Cora. Cora should be Thomas' mate, Penny was just his Pet. SHe knew her place. Penny looked at the floor under her for a moment before crawling over to Cora, and then laying on her back for Cora. She was fully submitting to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 21:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cora still looked a little confused, but Thomas gave a nod. <strong>"Very well Penny, come,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"Stay,"</strong> he said to her before walking over to Cora. <strong>"Penny has decided that you don't need as much of a punishment as I was willing to give out,"</strong> he told her softly. <strong>"I'm still going to fuck you however I want, but then all is forgiven,"</strong> he told her.<br><br>He turned back towards Penny. <strong>"While I... enjoy Cora, you should go finish eating and drinking,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"We will continue your training later."</strong> She was already a good dog, but she could still be a better fuck, and he wasn't convinced yet that she was entirely doglike in her thoughts as well as her actions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 21:40:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at her master and got up as she crawled to him. She found herself a little sad thy he wanted her to leave. So when she left she left with her head down. Penny wasn't hungry, she was jealous actually. She was jealous that Cora got to be fucked as a punishment and she would get shocked. Whimpered a bit she crawled over to her bed and laid there for a while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>13-04-2014, 05:51:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He fucked Cora hard in both the pussy and the ass, finally cumming in her ass, but his main goal was to make it so that he would last longer when he fucked his dog later on. When he had finished cumming, she had reached a pair of orgasms, and he gave her a small smile, but began to get dressed. <strong>"All right, you're forgiven,"</strong> he told her. <strong>"But I still want to work on my dog. Take your dog and go, and next time, call me before you come over."</strong><br><br>He waited until she had shown herself out, then walked down to where Penny was lying down. <strong>"They're gone,"</strong> he told her. He wasn't really addressing her, and he didn't expect her to answer him, but like most people talked to their pets, he would talk to his. He looked at her water and food. <strong>"Haven't you eaten anything?"</strong> he said, sounding a little worried. He scooped up some of her food on his hand, offering it for her to eat out of his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 06:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked at Thomas as he spoke. She so badly wanted to talk back to him, but she couldn't. Not anymore. Crawling over to him and the food in his hand she crawled right up to him and then leaned against him, then moved her head to his hand where she slowly started to eat. She wanted to be human onemore time, to tell him that she was okay living this way, but that wouldn't make him happy. When the food was done from his hand she looked back up at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Training a Trainer (BG1990&amp;LitM)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostInTheMist</strong> on <strong>27-04-2014, 20:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled down at her and patted her head. "Good girl," he told her. He could see something in those eyes... acceptance, perhaps? He couldn't tell, and he couldn't ask her or she might backslide out of her training. Instead, he stood up, and dropped his pants, revealing his large, but soft cock. "Your Master wants to fuck your ass again," he told her. "Make me hard," he commanded, grasping her hair and bringing her head to his cock.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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