Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2012 09:22:38 -0800 (PST) From: Victoria Subject: Beast: Victoria Submits, Victoria Submits 13 Victoria Submits 13 "Doctor Timmons...are you available?" I looked into my employer's office and found him at his desk, working on some paperwork, the scourge of every small business owner. He looked up at me, smiled and invited me into his office. I thought him a very nice man, despite his occasionally dominant demands. I always obeyed him of course, what else could I do? In this Obama economy I was frankly grateful to have a full time job. I closed the office door behind me and sat down on the chair opposite his desk. His eyes focused on the collar around my neck, the black dog collar that Darla had locked in place. I was embarrassed and tried to cover it with my hand, nervously. "Victoria why are you wearing a dog collar?" "Well Doctor, you see I was over at Darla's house and she put it on me." "Victoria I think it's a bit odd, certainly not acceptable workplace dress as defined in our employee handbook. Good heavens...is that a name tag dangling from it?" "Well yes Doctor, it's really not my idea. I'm afraid Darla locked it in place." "Locked? You mean with a padlock? Whatever for?" "I'm afraid Darla has decided that I am her dog Thor's personal bitch, Doctor. You remember her dog Thor?" "You mean that massive Great Dane with the huge scrotum?" I blushed, picturing Thor's equipment, his cock and yes of course his balls. I shuddered at the thought of him breeding me and filling me with the hot seed that percolated inside them. "Yes Doctor, you see Darla invited me over this weekend and got me rather drunk. When my defenses were down she had me submit to Thor and he bred me. Thor is a very highly sexed dog, and has needs, needs that she has decided I must fill." "I see...and what does that tag say?" I blushed, but answered him of course. I always do as I'm told, it's just who I am. "It carries my name, and status, Doctor...it says I am a bitch!" He smiled and I could see his hand dropping down between his legs, massaging the lump in his slacks. This was turning him on, I thought it might. But honesty is the best policy, I've always said! "Darla has decided that not only am I her dog's bitch, but she is insisting that I vacate my apartment and move in with her and Thor. I really have no choice in the manner...you see she has video...video of me submitting to Thor. She says she owns me know, just as she owns Thor, I am simply another pet to her!" Dr. Timmons squirmed in his chair, obviously intrigued. "I see, I must admit I am impressed, I had no idea Darla had a dominant streak. I underestimated her. How can I help you in this matter?" "Oh my yes, she has proved herself to be quite dominant! She has used me as well, and made me do disgraceful things. Well, I need to change my address in my employee files. I will be moved in by the upcoming weekend. She has decided I am to get rid of most of my furniture and household belongings, she has what we need and in fact has obtained a ceramic dog dish with my name on it, if you can believe that, so that Thor and I can eat together. It's really quite degrading!" "Victoria, your living arrangements are your business, but I own you when it comes to the workplace. I have no intention of altering your duties here, you have proven to be very valuable at satisfying the needs of the male. Are you wearing panties?" "Well yes Doctor I am..." Dr. Timmons pushed his chair back from his desk and I could see his boner pushing against his pants. My mouth watered at the idea of an erect penis in my presence. He had a wicked smile on his face. "Come here, my dear...and remove those panties. You know I have forbidden you from wearing panties at work." "But Doctor, I'm expected to give Thor a morning fucking and I need something to sop up his juices. It takes a few hours for all of it to finally make it's way out of me. Oooh I just felt another hot glob of it drip into the gusset of my panties!" I gulped and stood, straightening my short black skirt. I walked over to him and as he watched I reached under my skirt to pull down my nylon tricot panties, pink ones, I pulled them down past my hips and let them float gracefully to the linoleum floor, well as gracefully as panties stained with dog ejaculate can float, I guess. I stepped out of them, reached over and picked them up. Dr. Timmons grabbed his wastebasket next to the desk and held it out to me. I sighed as I dropped the pretty panties inside, they sure were pretty and oh so silky. "Now, bend over my lap. You have disobeyed me and must pay the price." "Please Doctor, is this really necessary?" "Of course it is. I told you I want that asspussy of yours available to males, without panties getting in the way. Now hurry up and get over my knee!" I sighed and laid down over his lap, trying to balance myself by hanging onto the end of his desk. It was almost surreal as I laid there, feeling him pulling my black skirt up and out of the way, revealing my bare ass. I had flashbacks...flashbacks of my father pulling down my pants and taking me over his knee. The way his hard penis poked at me from underneath, it brought back memories of my father's excitement as he spanked me, and I remembered how it excited him, too. Of course back then I wasn't too sure of how to handle it, I remember it excited me and I felt such shame. Daddy felt shame too I think, because he spanked me even harder for making him react that way. He told me it was my fault, not his...that I was a sissy, and that any real man would react that way when a pretty girl laid over his lap. I remember how my cheeks flushed, being called a girl. I felt the stinging slaps of my employers hand on my smooth bottom and I started to squeal! Dr. Timmons was spanking me quite hard, loud stinging slaps of his flat hand on my ass, first one cheek, then the other. I couldn't help it, I moaned and flexed my boipussy. As when my father spanked me as a child I did not resist, I squirmed of course, and winced in pain, and tried to focus on something. I focused on his hard prick poking me from underneath, and I took one hand and reached underneath me to feel the lump in his pants, hoping if I excited him enough he would stop and let me suck it for him or something...that's what I tried to do with Daddy when I was a boy. Perhaps that's one of the reasons he began to hate me, the way I went for his cock...I was such an embarrassment as a son! He let me have it once, just once. He let down his guard and allowed me to pull it out of his pants and suck on it. He called me a sissy, and a queer...but he did not resist my attention and flooded my hot little mouth with his cum. When he was done he pushed me away, and our relationship changed forever. It seems to me that this was some kind of test he performed on me, and me taking his cock in my mouth gave me an "F" when it came to masculinity. My mind focused back on my employer spanking my sore ass! I moaned, sure the slaps to my ass were turning it a deep shade of crimson. I was relieved when he stopped spanking me, but felt him push my legs apart a little and he took a finger and poked it inside my hole. I moaned and opened up a little, I was sore, sore from the incredible fuckings that Thor had been giving me. "By God, you're wet down there, just like a real woman!" I sighed, it always humbled me when a man reminded me what a sissy I am. He added another finger and began thrusting in and out of me. Another male using me, amusing himself with my fuckhole. I couldn;t help but moan, after all I'm a sissy. "You must be getting that Dane's dick quite often, Victoria! Your hole is nice and open, its very pussy like. It amazes me to see a rectum opened up like that. If this keeps up you may spend your mature years in a diaper, your hole will lose its elasticity! But then, what choice do you have? You have no backbone, or will to stop a male from using you, in fact you seem to welcome it. You are nothing more than a receptacle for semen!" His words excited me. Yes! Yes, that's what I was, and being reminded of it by a real man was quite comforting to me, exciting in fact. I felt my little sheclit getting nice and hard and I was craving cock in there...any cock! "Doctor, please! Stick your cock in me! I need a fucking so bad, please???" I begged prettily, needing a male to use me and make me feel whole. "I think not...however you may suck my cock to completion...and swallow it!" The doctor pushed me down off his lap, down onto my knees. I looked up at him, tremendously horny, and watched as he stood up. I saw him undo and unzip his tan slacks, watched as he slid his finger under the side straps of his white BVDs, and pulled them downwards, his hard cock catching the fabric, slowing it's descent down his hairy manly frame. I salivated at the sight of it, anxiously awaiting it to pop free and spring forward to greet me! I could smell it, the excited manly smell of his, and I could see how wet his tip was as it peeked out from behind his wrinkled foreskin. I am such a sucker for an uncut cock! He took a step and it was in my mouth! I shook with pleasure at having this masterful cock in my mouth once again. I sucked it so good, so good Daddy...mmm. Do you like that, Daddy? Like my hot sissy mouth on your big He liked it too, and petted my hair as I serviced him, and it occurred to me that I had seem him do the same petting to the animals there at the vet clinic, calming them. His voice was soft and low, but demanding. "You are my bitch, and you always will be. I helped make you and no tranny slut is going to usurp my authority. You play with Darla as you wish, and wear the collar, but we both know who is in charge here, don't we dear?" I shook my head in agreement, looked up at him and pulled off the glistening knob to mumble "Yes, Doctor" but my mouth was full of spit and it sounded funny. "Good bitch! Now here comes my seed, swallow it all, don't make a mess in my office, that's a good bitch!" Glug glug glug...god there was a lot of it...and it smelled so strong! I swallowed every drop but felt somehow denied, like it wasn't enough...I was needing a fucking! There was an itch down there, you know what I mean? Of course, having my fingers in there poking around while I submissively sucked off the doctor certainly helped. "Ah I see your pussy needs attention. I have a present for you. And it will solve the problem of your well used pussy dripping all over the office chairs while you work. Bitch, you may remove my penis from your mouth, and turn around and open the second drawer on my desk." I turned and opened the drawer. Inside was an oddly shaped dildo, but of course I knew what shape it was. It was a silicone replica of a dog penis, very lifelike, including a wrinkly knot at the base! My mouth opened wide and I ran my hand along it, feeling how lifelike it was. It was a red color, very natural, and stood about seven inches tall. The knot part was really wide of course, and I stroked it with my pretty painted fingernail and imagined it inside me. "Take it out, Victoria, and I will insert it into your asspussy. There's a tube of gel there for you to lubricate it. I want you to keep it in you whenever you are working!" I sighed and took it in my hand. It would solve the problem, I thought. I was trying to be careful but our nosy receptionsit pointed out to me the other morning that our chairs at the reception desk were stained, and as I saw her leaning down to sniff the stain to identify it I told her I had spilled my drink a few times. I'm not sure that she believed me. I applied the gel and looked at the doctor, standing above me, his pants and underwear still around his ankles. "Now hand it to me, bitch, I want to push it inside you! Bend over, on all fours, lower your face to the ground and stick your rump up into proper bitching position. That's it. Now spread your cheeks for me." I breathlessly complied, and felt the pointed head of the dog dildo push into me. "Now this won't hurt a bit..."