Chapter 7

Sarah wakes up to a new reality

Sarah stretched as she awoke. She realized that Stone must have put her in her bed. Once again she was struck by his two natures. He alternated between a caring person and a man intent on humiliating her. Feeling her crotch, she was reminded of his new level of control over her body.

But while she realized he had control over this intimate, personal act, she wanted to postpone the inevitable. She refused to ask for him to unlock her vagina for hours until she could no longer stand it. She had to go to the bathroom. She hurriedly went off to find him. Facing him, she struggled to ask him.

"Please, sir, would you unlock my vagina?"

"Sarah, why do you need me to unlock your pussy. And be sure to use the correct term. It is a pussy or a cunt, not a vagina."

Stone loved watching her struggle. She danced from foot to foot, her need to go was so overwhelming. But he knew he had to further cement his control over her so he said "Stand still! You look like a little kid."

She visibly struggled to control her movements and was able to almost completely still her movements. With tears in her eyes she asked "Please sir, would you unlock my pussy? I need to urinate."

"Urinate? Such big words for a little girl. I think the term 'pee' is more appropriate for you. Now ask again, and quit squirming. Oh, and I think it's my pussy, not yours."

Now her tears were streaming down her face as she tried again, this time with her head down. "Please sir. Would you unlock your pussy? I need to pee."

With a "Well done," Stone unlocked the chain and she ran off to the rest room.

Stone smiled as he watched her run off. He was very pleased at her progress. It wouldn't be long before he could start her producing milk, with her accepting her new status as his hucow. He remembered when his last two "trainees" finally accepted their new status as his pony girls. He had handled the domestication of each girl differently.

In some ways, Wanda had been the easiest. She had not liked to run and so he had had to "encourage" her with a whip. He had her run on a long lead around him while he whipped her ass when she slowed. Since he had emphasized the importance of exercise to her and running was a part of her regimen, she was able to justify in her mind his use of the whip as the motivation she needed. The look on her face the first time he hooked her up to the cart was priceless. But he had merely stated that he wanted her to run longer distances and this way he could ride behind her to "encourage" her when she flagged.

The next girl, Ellen, had been a fighter. She loved to run, in fact, she'd been a long distance runner in college. He had to come up with different methods. One thing he did was have her breasts enlarged. He had explained that large breasts were a distraction to her business opponent and so, an asset in business. Of course, what he was really doing was making them the same size as Wanda's. It had the added benefit of having her submit control over her body to him. She objected to the cosmetic surgery on her face but he faced her down and she submitted.

Of course, he had done other things to both of them over their year as a "trainee" to get them to accept his ownership. God, he loved this game!

By the time he'd had the rear molars removed from each girl to better accommodate a bit, they were very docile. Essentially, one stage beyond where Sarah was now.

Sarah's return interrupted his musings. He was pleased that she came to stand before him with her legs spread, docilely waiting for him to lock her up again. Pulling on her lips, he remarked "Good. You are all cleaned up."

Sarah gradually came to accept this new state of affairs. During her menses, she could use just a tampon most of the time. But during the heaviest flows, she would cut up a pad and put it under the laced up lips. It was just one more humiliation, but she had come to accept that he owned her body. She was proud that she still was in charge of her mind, not realizing the extent her thinking had evolved since she became his "trainee."

One evening while she was giving Stone a blow job in the living room, he said "Stand up and turn around. Bend forward slightly."

She felt him pull her butt plug out. She was wondering what this meant when he said "Now, use your ass to get me off."

This was the first time that she'd ever had to take an active part in his sodomizing her. Previously, she'd just bent over and let him have his way with her ass. This time, she was the one putting his cock in and doing all the work.

She spread her legs so she straddled him and squatted until his cock was lined up. Taking a deep breath, she reached back to hold his cock and sat down on it. She felt the now familiar feeling of it penetrating her. Finally her ass met his pubes and she started to rise off his cock.

"Lean over. I'm trying to go over this report and you're in the way."

This just compounded her humiliation. She was nothing but a sex toy. Something to be used, not a person. But she obeyed and bent over till her hands touched the floor. Then she proceeded to move her ass up and down his cock until she felt him cum. The whole time she watched her big breasts sway back and forth. Despite herself, she realized that the whole situation had turned her on and she needed to cum. She fought off the feeling but could not help herself and finally begged Stone to let her cum. But he denied her and she was forced to tamp down her desires until she finally calmed down.

She stayed where she was until he said "Get a washcloth and clean up my cock. Also clean yourself. Then I'll put your plug back in."

As she walked away, cum sliding from her asshole, she realized he didn't compliment or thank her. He just used her. She didn't know whether to feel like a whore, a slut, or a living sex toy.

Eleven months had passed in her "training" program when Stone told her she had a doctor's appointment the next morning. While wondering what the doctor would do to her this time. The last two times she'd gone to see him, he'd modified her body. The first time removing all her hair below her neck and the second time putting grommets into her pussy lips. But she just nodded and knew what was going to happen was beyond her control.

Like every other time she went to the doctor since becoming a "trainee," she was immediately escorted into the examining room as soon as she arrived there the next morning. And once again, the doctor didn't greet her when he came into the room. He just told her to remove her jacket, blouse, and bra. Once she was naked from the waist up, he started examining her breasts. Sarah wasn't sure what he was looking for. It was clear he wasn't checking for lumps. Instead he seemed to be manipulating the insides of her breasts around the milk ducts.

Grunting, he stopped his examination and turned to get something off the counter beside him. When he turned back, she realized it's a needle. He quickly swabbed her arm and injected her. Finally, he said something to her.

"Among other things, this will prevent you from getting from getting pregnant."

What he didn't tell her was that it was primarily designed to stimulate her milk production.

Upon hearing this, she muses "I guess it won't be long before he starts fucking his pussy." Realizing what she had just thought, she knew that that she had finally completely accepted that it was no longer her body, it belonged to Stone. But her mind still belonged to her, at least, so she thought.

As she predicted, Stone made use of his pussy a few days later. Instead of sodomizing her after her morning enema, he roughly pushed his cock into his pussy. It was the first cock in that pussy in almost 2 years. Despite herself, Sarah found herself enjoying the sensation as he slid in and out. Soon she realized she was going to cum.

"Please sir, may I cum?"

When he didn't respond and the urge to cum built even more she once again asked permission.

"Pleeease sir, may I, oh god, may I cum? Aaagg! Please, please?" she begged.