Date: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 02:46:38 +0000
From: mama_kin_034@yahoo.com
Subject: Beth's Pet - Part 1

This is a work of fiction.

I couldn't move.

                After struggling against the tight ropes that held my arms
behind me for several minutes I relented and looked around the strange
place. Nothing seemed familiar. It was dark, and I could only make out the
vague outlines of the surrounding furniture. Something seemed lodged in my
mouth, preventing me from calling out, but with all the energy I could
muster, I tried nonetheless. "Mmmmph!!"

                Shit, I thought, where am I? What happened? I tried
thinking back to last night. I went to dinner at Beth's, I remember that
much. I was excited, since it was our anniversary. I remember when we first
met, we had drunkenly had sex, but after that, nothing. Beth told me she
usually waited a year to make sure she really cared for whomever it was she
was going to be intimate with. I respected that, but a year later, well, I
was very excited to finally get a little.

                It was worth it though, since I had really grown to love
Beth. Where was she? Was she ok? I can't remember anything after I finished
my beer. I tried adjusting myself, but I couldn't quite get comfortable. I
felt a couple of bars, one of which my hands were secured to. My eyes
adjusted to the darkness, and I could see I was surrounded by them. I was
in a cage! I panicked again, and began looking around to see if I could
find any sign of Beth. I was with her, and now all I could do was hope she
was safe.

                Finally, a light slowly emerged from the darkness as I saw
the outline of a door form. Someone was coming. "Mmmph!" I screamed, hoping
it was someone here to help me.

                A slight giggle came back in response to my scream as a
figure entered, closing the door behind them. I waited breathlessly, and
listened as the figure moved through the room, before turning on a dim
light. It wasn't much, but it was enough to figure out that it was a
woman. "Oh, my dear sweet Jamie, you've been out for so long. I never
thought those drugs would keep you out for a full three days." What was
happening? I knew that voice. "Well, after a year, you've passed. You're
going to be mine. I told you I wanted a year to make sure I really cared,
but I also needed a year to make sure you were right. Anyone can fuck. But
for you? Oh, you won't do much of that anymore."

                I muffled a response into my gag, but all I got was another
little laugh. "I found myself loving you Jamie, but more importantly, I
found you to be a perfect candidate for me. I hate men. I mean, I love
fucking, but I wouldn't spend my life with one. You were different
though. You didn't even seem interested in fucking this year. You seemed
genuinely intent on building something and falling in love." I wanted to
yell, to point out that she made the rule. I wanted to fuck her plenty. I
thought I was being respectful.




                She got up and turned on a brighter light. I was in a
cage. I looked down and saw my cock encased in a stainless steel cage, and
looked back up at Beth confused. She simply smiled, "I'm going to remove
your gag. No use screaming, you know I live miles from anyone who could
help you." She unlocked the door to the cage and reached in, removing the
gag.

                "Why are you doing this, I thought we were developing
something," I found myself proclaiming as I fought off tears.

                "Because I love you, and this is the only way I can spend a
life with you." She saw the confusion in my eyes and continued, "You're
going to be my wife. I'm going to own you, and you're going to give
yourself to me willingly. Well, in time anyway."

                "This is a joke, right? We got drunk and I passed out, and
now you're punishing me?"

                "Oh, heavens no. I am dead serious."

                "You can't expect me to do this."

                "Not at first," she said plainly as she stood up and
unlocked my cuffs. It was my chance, so I tried to run, but my legs
wouldn't work. They felt like jelly. And, wait, was I wearing heals?
"You've been unconscious for three days, remember? Wait until you've really
come to sweetie. And running in heals is hard," she winked at me as she
walked back and squatted near me.

                "Take these off. I'm going home."

                "This is your home now. I've made sure to cancel your
lease. You're now going to be dependent on me. I make more than you
anyway." It was true. She was only 31, but she owned three local bars, and
had a lot of money tied up in real estate. "You're not cut out for a normal
life anyway. I mean," she paused as she gently touched my caged cock,
"small dicked men rarely achieve any real measurable success."

                "Fuck you! It's average sized," I paused, "You enjoyed it
plenty a year ago!" I proudly exclaimed, remembering our only time being
intimate.

                A hard slap brought me back down, and I swear I saw
stars. "You will not speak unless I permit it, sweetie, and you're going to
learn that quick. As for your claims of enjoyment? You are cute. Pathetic,
but cute. The eight and a half incher I enjoyed last week was much more
satisfying." I went pale. She fucked another man? Last week? She was
cheating on me, and now had me in heals and a cock cage. This was all
wrong, and I began sobbing.

                "Oh, my little Jamie. Are you hurt? I mean, you had to know
I couldn't go a year without getting a nice cock in me. That's far too
long."

                "I...I loved you though!"

                "Loved?"

                "I love you, but I can't do this. You fucked another guy!"

                "Far more than just one," she pointed out simply, as she
got up and walked over to a large table, "but that's beside the point. You
remained chaste for me. So you win the prize. A life with me," she smiled
with what appeared to be genuine happiness as she returned with a pink
collar. She reached around my neck and affixed it to me, before I hear a
click. She locked it on me. I was locked into a chastity cage and a
collar. What could she do next?

                "Here's the deal," she pulled me to my knees, my face to
her pussy. Oh my god, she smelt fantastic. It had been so long, and all of
a sudden my predicament didn't seem so horrid, "You're going to give
yourself to me in one year. We are going to get married. If you decide you
don't want to be with me on our wedding day, I'll let you walk away from
this with $500,000, and no hard feelings. Until then, you are my slave. No
freedom. No job, house, car. Nothing. You are a bride in training. And for
all of this pain I cause you, should you decide you don't love me anymore,
you'll have at least come out a bit wealthier. Ok?" I was barely paying
attention. I wish I would have, but her scent was intoxicating. A year
without anything was catching up, and all I heard next was, "deal?" I
missed out on the part where she said I could leave now with nothing, but
regain my manhood. I would have preferred that to what occurred next.

                I nodded into her pussy, "Whatever you want Beth," I heard
the part about the money, something about a wedding, and the rest seemed
inconsequential. I needed her. A year of anticipation finally caught up to
me.

                She guided my hand to a pen, "Then sign." You know I did. I
shouldn't have, but a woman can get anything if a man is horny enough. I'd
learn more about the contract later, but for now it didn't matter. "Good
girl," she smiled and patted my head before sliding her panties aside,
"This is your reward." I dove in without hesitation, licking and slurping
like a crazed animal. I wanted to fuck her. To make her cum. To cum myself.

                She reached over me while I ate, and reattached the cuffs
around my wrist that had been the source of my entrapment within the
cage. I felt her grind a bit then lower me to my back. She loomed over me
as she made audible moans. Then she pinched and twisted my nipple. It
fucking hurt. I cried out. "What a shame. You had the chance to make me cum
and failed." What? Wait, why was she pulling away. I could feel her all
over my face. I had to finish.

                She walked over to her table again and came back with a
vibrating egg and she sat on my chest and began to masturbate. The cruelty!
I felt the weight of her curvy, in shape body as she tensed and
writhed. She was making me watch her cum, and I couldn't do a thing about
it. My cock strained against the cage. It hurt. I just wanted to touch her,
but I couldn't.

                She came three times. Then it happened. I felt her reach
back and pry my legs open. They felt really sensitive. Smooth even. "Did
you shave my legs?!"

                "Observant aren't we? You're hairless sweetie," she pulled
the egg from her pussy and pressed it against my anus.

                "The fuck?!" I squirmed, trying to fight against her, but
she used her other hand and twisted my balls, shooting pain up my stomach
and ending my struggle. "No, don't do that," I whimpered.

                "You are mine. This is something you must learn. I do what
I want with your body," she pushed it hard, until it breached my hole and
my ass swallowed the egg, leaving only the wire with the remote outside of
me. It hurt so bad. "When you behave, I'll use lube. Since it's your first
time though, I felt my pussy would be a much more intimate lubricant. Even
if it isn't ideal for comfort." She smiled. I couldn't tell if she was
tormenting me or being genuinely sweet. Can someone be sweet and force a
vibrator into someone else's ass?

                I felt the vibrations right away once I heard the
click. "We'll just leave that there until you're ready." She stood up and
attached a leash to my collar. Pulling me toward a bed, I could see a
dresser, closet, mirror. It was a whole bedroom. With a cage. And a table
full of torturous toys for Beth's pleasure. She guided me to the dresser
and pulled out a white lace thong and matching bra. "You're going to lose
your virginity tonight, my sweet Jamie. So white is appropriate."

                "I'm not a," I started, but she reached and turned up the
vibrator, forcing a moan to escape my mouth.

                "When spoken to, sweetie" she said in a firm voice. She
momentarily unlocked my wrists to slide the straps of the bra on, before
fastening the bra behind me. The thong was next, and it was an odd
sensation. I usually wore boxers, but the thong felt so controlling,
confining. It felt free yet it felt like it was imprisoning me. Soon Beth
would add a nightie, some light makeup, and some silicone breast forms. It
flew by like a dream. I mean nightmare. I looked like an innocent feminine
woman. I was a tall guy. Masculine, standing at 6'3", but that was all gone
now. The hair removal, and now the makeup. I looked like a talk
woman. Almost. Then she began applying the hair extensions. The perfect
shade of blonde to match my natural hair.

                She pulled the egg from my ass, and I couldn't tell if it
was relief or emptiness I was feeling. She pointed to the bed, "Lay down,
and I will be back in a few minutes."

                I shook my head, "This has gone too far."

                "Don't you want to finally have sex though?"

                Finally. It was all just a game. An elaborate foreplay. "I
thought..." I laughed and nodded before getting in bed. I smiled and she
looped the leash around the bed frame with a wink.

                I waited. And waited. It ended up being more like 15
minutes but she returned with a tight black corset laced up to accentuate
her curves, her long curly hair bounding gracefully over her exposed
breasts. Then I looked down, and between the sexy corset, and what I'd
never truly appreciate, a pair of thigh high black boots was a large black
cock. I opened my mouth to scream but she was quick to take advantage and I
was soon gagging on her enormous cock. "Get it nice and wet, my cute little
pet. The wetter it is, the less it'll hurt." I couldn't even breathe with
the behemoth in my mouth, as I gagged, checked, spit, nearly puked, and
teared up. I felt my makeup running, and knew I looked like one of those
sluts in a porn video, checking on some big dick. That was me.

                She thrust, hard. I never even realized she was lubricating
my ass as she did so, but soon she pulled back and slapped my face with the
cock. "Oh, a year waiting. It really is hard, isn't it?" This turned out to
be completely rhetorical, as she soon shoved a cock gag into my mouth. "We
need to teach you to always need a cock in your holes, Sweetie." I yelled,
squirmed, but she shut me up with a hard slap.

                Crawling between my legs, she looked me in the eyes as I
felt the tip of her cock against my hole. I began sobbing again and shaking
my head, but I looked into her eyes. I stopped shaking my head, and the
sobs eased at that moment. She had love in her eyes, and she leaned and
kissed me. I felt a moment of joy. Then a sadistic smile crawled across her
lips. And it happened. When I first had sex I eased into the girl. She was
a virgin as well, and I wanted to be gentle. Sweet. But this wasn't how I'd
lose my virginity this time. The 8" cock went half in with the first thrust
and I lost my breath again. I gasped for air as pain took hold of my
body. The second thrust went straight to the hilt of the strap-on. I felt
like I was being ripped in half.

                "The first time always hurts," she whispered, "so may as
well treat it like a Band-Aid and do it quick." The thrusts increased in
speed and I felt the sheer force of her body rocking the bed. She brushed
the hair from my eyes, kissed and nibbled on my neck, all while fucking me
hard. She had moments of passion and emotion, but once she finished a nice
kiss, I'd feel the string of a pinched nipple. She was overwhelming my body
with sensations. Then I started moaning. My body adjusted to the pain. The
pain never went away, as she never allowed it to, but pleasure began to
emerge. My hips betrayed me and moved with Beth. I could see the enjoyment
she was getting from this.

                She fucked me for 30 minutes. "No man could last 30
minutes, which means you'll always come back for my cock, even when I whore
you out," she told me at one point, but I couldn't process the situation. I
felt like I needed to cum. I couldn't think of anything other than Beth's
cock forcing me to cum. And it did. Right before I climaxed I looked into
her eyes and pleaded. She simply nodded and embraced me as she began her
final, hard, long thrusts. I felt my cock twitch, and I came, but never
once did I touch myself. Nor did she. She fucked an orgasm out of me.

I felt her scoop the dribble of cum from my thong and she removed the cock
gag, "Eat the cum, my little cock slut." I did. Happily. My mind was
racing, and the last thing I was worried about was getting away from
Beth. I would try to fix my situation later, but my body was spent. I felt
Beth begin to pull out, and the blood from my torn ass flowed out as well,
staining my white thong red. "Virgins are supposed to bleed," she smiled,
as I realized that this was why she choose not to ease me into this. She
wanted me to feel like a woman. Why? It didn't matter right then. It was
bed time. I began to drift away. I watch as Beth lay with me, cuddling me
with the biggest, proudest smile. She won the night, and we both knew
it. Nothing would be the same again. And that was all I remember from my
first night as Beth's pet.