Free A Family In Slavery by Peter King

showing joy when commended and whimpering in misery when she failed to do so.
    She was fitted with a special body harness, that was composed of assorted leather straps and metal rings. Two of the rings were forced to the bases of her tits, making them bulge and become firm on her chest. Straps wrapped around her torso, holding the harness firmly in place. At the top of the harness, straps were attached to her studded collar that bore a stamped tag with her new name, ‘bitch maria.’ But she responded to the shortened version of ‘bitch’ that the men used to order her about her duties.
    She learned to sit, beg, roll over, and how to display her body in numerous ways for their pleasure. Receiving treats became her goal, whether that entailed sucking cock, getting fucked, or just being fed her doggy biscuits. Her diet was designed much like her sister’s and mother’s, full of drugs and hormones that started to slowly change her. By the second week her tits felt heavier and to her surprise started to seep milk when the men coaxed her ever-erect nipples. The subjugated girl had no idea how severely they were changing her and just did her best to keep them satisfied and avoid the pain that followed her failures.
    Her most feared punishments were the pussy whippings, when they would hoist her up by her wrists and secure her legs wide spread. They used a short leather whip to beat her exposed sex, sending the harshest pain into her body in those sessions. But even after a severe whipping, she would come like a bitch in heat when she was fucked while still strung up and helpless. Soon enough the punishments just became a form of foreplay for the over-sexed slave.
    One day, after a long session of assuming degrading positions for Juan’s pleasure, Manuel entered the room and said, “Master wants to meet his bitch and evaluate her progress.”
    Bitch heard him speak and a strange thrill raced through her sex, anticipating a new aspect to her life. She had almost forgotten about her real master, the man who first made her beg for sex and then denied it to her. She was kneeling between Juan’s legs in her begging stance, her paws folded over on either side of her harness-bloated tits. She wagged her tail like a happy dog, eager to perform for her real owner.
    “Look at our bitch, wagging that tail and happy to serve her owner, perhaps Sam will be pleased with her progress,” said Juan.
    Manuel followed that comment with, “He wants her in his study in an hour, let’s get her prepped.”
    The two men stripped all her gear from her and made her kneel in the old claw foot tub in on corner of the room. When she had become particularly dirty during her training, she would kneel in the tub free of her many bodily trappings. They then scrubbed and washed with stiff brushes and ice-cold water. Though her baths were just another painful trial, at least she felt clean when they finished scrubbing her down.
    Usually after a bath she would suck their cocks as her reward, but with master waiting, she was just dressed in her pet outfit and leashed for her trip to Sam. As she crawled out of the kennel room for the first time in two weeks, she was anxious to perform for Sam, hoping she would please her true owner, wagging her tail as she crawled behind Juan.

 

     
     
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    Chapter 9: Monica Transformed
     
     
    Though Maria endured the most stringent training of the three Freeman women, Monica’s training was nearly as insidious. Raul’s first session with her was just the beginning of her humiliation and degradation. Her body was twisted and used in a myriad of perverse and demeaning ways. She got used to being constantly bound, the freedom she was allowed when Sam first took her was becoming a distant memory.
    She too was deprived of sufficient sleep and fed only sparingly, leaving her in a diminished state of mind. In her first few days of training she found herself trying to keep a grip on her identity, but the