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Caleb Comes to Town
by JEP
Chapter 3 – She Assumes a New Role
When he returned, there she was squirming, trying to deal with the incredible pain in her back. The scars had scabbed over but every time she moved, one of them would break open again. Flies were now swarming and feasting on the meal that was spread across her back. He brushed away the flies and held a cup of water to her mouth. She drank greedily, not knowing that this would be the last drink she would ever take in the manner of humans. She was soon to become his animal.
He fastened a long leash to her collar and undid the ties that secured her wrists to the poles. She staggered and he finished off her swaying by pushing her to the ground. He told her that unless directed otherwise, she was to always go along on her hands and knees. He started to walk out of the building at a brisk pace and she had to move quickly to keep up lest she be dragged. He walked her this way for about a hundred yards until they came to a large doghouse. He secured the leash to the doghouse and told her this would be her home for a while.
She began crying and he quickly used his heavy boot to kick her in the side, telling her to shut her mouth. She quit sobbing aloud but she still wept at what was happening to her. Two bowls were near the doghouse. She went to the water dish and tried to pick it up to take in more liquid. It was secured somehow to the ground. He told her from this day hence she would eat and drink like the animal she was. She sobbed but dipped her head and drank greedily from the bowl. She looked at the food dish and gagged. It was filled with some kind of canned dog food that smelled horrible. Flies were everywhere around it.
He told her there would be no more food until she finished off that dish. Her stomach was heaving at the thought. The sun was shining brightly and it was terribly hot. She could already feel sweat building on her body as the salty mixture crept into her back wounds. Now they were stinging like a son of a bitch. She looked at the doghouse. The opening was such that she would have to flatten herself completely on the ground and crawl into it flat on her belly. She knew she had to get out of the heat so she flattened her large body on to the ground and scooched herself into the house. The ground hurt her big tits tremendously and at one point her nipple caught on a sharp piece of gravel. She instinctively raised up and the middle of her back slammed into the top of the opening in the wood house. She screamed as the wood scraped her back and she slammed back down and ripped her tits on the bare earth.
Somehow she managed to get into the house. It was only about three feet tall and she had to bend in the middle to find room to lie down. She was now weeping openly. He looked at the marks in the ground made by her nipples and her bush. He smiled and walked over beneath a tree to sit and have a beer.
After two hours she crawled back out, saw him, and told him she had to go to the bathroom. He said nothing. She began begging. He said nothing. She started to stand up and he told her if she stood up she would endure another eight hours of 'whuppin'. She quickly hunkered down and dog-walked away from her new home until she had reached the end of the leash. She had no choice. She had to pee.
To her chagrin, as she squatted down, he arose and walked over directly in front of her and actually lay on the ground with his head down so that his eyes were only six feet from her exposed pussy. She wanted to ask him to have some charity but she knew he was an animal. With no choice she began pissing mightily. He seemed incredibly interested in seeing the piss escape from her body. It hit the ground and much of it splattered onto her ankles and her ass cheeks. She was sobbing openly now, watching him watch her. To her complete embarrassment she cut a quick fart while she was pissing. He chuckled and she felt even worse. When she finished dribbling she made the mistake of asking for paper.
He looked at her severely and said simply, "Drip dry!"
At that, he stood and walked away, leaving her hunkered on the pissy ground. She thought to herself, "My God, what will I do when I have to have a bowel movement." It was too dreadful to contemplate.
He had retired to his house and was reflecting on the day's events. He thought things had gone well. He knew that her collar and leash were made of woven steel and there was no way she was going to get loose from them. He sat naked, leisurely stroking his penis, as he pictured each event that had occurred with the bitch. She was a good one. She was sturdy, sexy, and fairly pure for a girl of her age. He liked big features and she had those in spades. He intended to fuck all of her holes but that would come later. There was no hurry. She didn't realize that today was only child's play. Tomorrow he would really get her attention.