Nobody's Bitch? (Closed)

[broomstix]

Sandra was at the door the moment she heard the car approaching over the gravel road. Ah! That had to be it. Her. The previous owners had been very keen to get rid of her. "Dangerous", "indomitable", "vicious" - they had been generous with warnings. To Sandra, it was exactly what she was looking for. No one who looked at the petite woman with the long blonde hair and the broad smile would have guessed it, but there was a dark side to her. Her new pet promised to give her every excuse she needed to indulge that side, to hurt and humiliate. On her hunt for a furry, she had deliberately looked for the one with the strongest will. There was no fun in making a timid lapdog whimper... but if she did the same thing to something proud and fierce, that was something to be proud of!

A pickup truck with a thick-walled wooden box stopped in front of the isolated, slightly dilapidated farmhouse where she lived. Thick chains were wrapped around the box, and she could hear loud growling from the few air holes cut into the wood. The driver, a middle-aged man with a wide mustache, greeted Sandra and shook her hand. His arms were both thickly bandaged, and he seemed very relieved. Together, they loaded the box onto a pushcart (the thing inside pounded the walls so hard it almost jumped off the cart) and wheeled it into a small shed off the main building. Back in the day, it had been an icehouse - with its sturdy stone walls, it seemed ideal for use as a makeshift cell. With another relieved smile, the man handed her the key to the lock on the chain and drove away.

She could not stop herself from shaking a little as she approached the box, holding the key in her left hand and a cattle prod in her right. On the floor, she had placed a pair of extra-sturdy handcuffs. With a voice she hoped sounded firm and commanding, she shouted: "Okay, bitch. I will open the lid a little, and you will put your hands out to be cuffed. Slowly!" To make sure she got the message, Sandra jabbed the cattle prod through one of the air holes until she made contact. Thousands of volts rushed through the instrument and sent the message through every muscle of her new pet's body. Then, she withdrew the prod and began to open the lock.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Alex was a German Shepherd Furry. She was a female Alpha. Her spirit and will was strong. Her last owner was getting rid of her. This may be due to her biting his thumb off whole or may be due to her scratching up his whole body or her unwillingness to be tamed. Alex was a wild dog and was not going to let anyone control her. She wasn't the pet type of Furry she was the running wild type of Furry who needed freedoom. She hadn't been to kind to the man transporting her. His arms were pretty messed up from her biting and clawing.

She heard the truck come to a stop and was ready to fight again. She was growling and trying to destroy the box from the inside. The inside was rather scratched in. Her claws had gone to work on the inside of the box. She poked her nose against the small air hole sniffing. She could smell the truck driver and a female. Did a female think she was going to be able to tame this wild beast? She wasn't going to make moving easy let alone getting her out of her wild and uncontrollable ways. She was pounding at the inner walls of the box with her paws.

She could tell the truck driver was gone because she could only smell the woman. She heard the female talking. She wasn't really taking her seriously until she felt a jolt through her body. She growled at the pain. She wasn't going to whimper for this woman. She decided that for now she would listen and not instantly attack she would wait for the perfect moment. She heard the lock open and the box opened. She laid her paws out slowly. Wondering what this woman had planned. This woman was in for one hell of a shock they this Furry couldn't be broken easily.

 

[broomstix]

She took a deep breath to steady her hands, then snapped the cuffs closed around the furry's wrists. Once they were secured (and tightened as far as she could), she gave the next command: "Get out of the box! Now!"

Now that the box was open, Sandra could see the destruction on its inside: During the short time locked in there, this beast had not so much scratched the walls as dismantled half of them. The handcuffed paws were full of splinters, and sawdust covered her pet's entire fur. Better get the leg irons ready, too... For now, though, the handcuffs had to be sufficient. It had taken some time to find ones that would be sturdy enough - they looked more like medieval shackles and were connected by a thick, heavy - and short - chain.

Secured. She relaxed a little and took a step back as the furry came out of the box. A formidable monster. Much taller and stronger than her, but beautiful, in a beastly way. Sandra tried not to show her fear that she had bitten off more than she could chew. Someone would end up chewed at any rate, that was for sure. The slavering maw of her pet made that very clear. Catching herself after her deadly mistake - never show fear! - she gripped the cattle prod firmly and gave the furry another shock. "Hurry up!", she shouted, but mostly to remind her who gave the shocks here - and who took them.

 

[ChantelXOX]

Alex felt the cold metal close around her wrists. She didn’t much appreciate being cuffed. She heard the woman’s command. She was trying so hard to sound dominant but she could tell she was scared. If she was really want to piss the woman off she could have laughed at her command because there wasn’t much authority in her voice. She could hear she was scared in her voice.

At first she did not move. Her paws were a little sore from the splinters but this beast did not show pain. She took her time crawling out of the box because she wasn’t in any rush to meet this woman. She knew the woman thought these shackles would hold and for now they would but not for long. She growled at the woman baring her teeth. Her teeth was sharp the last person who had tried to tame knew that more than they would of liked too.

The woman used that cattle prod again and Alex let out a loud growl. She was going to have to get rid of that darn cattle prod the pain it caused her body was intense but she did not let it show. She was on all fours before this misguided woman who thought she could tame this wild dog. She looked up at the woman and thought she would probably taste good if she bite her. She looked around her new home and sniffed away not really caring what the woman wanted her to do.

 

[broomstix]

"Welcome to your new home. There is only one rule here: Everything is a privilege to be earned. Yes, that includes food and water. Be a good pet, and I will treat you well. Be bad, and you can see whether I have any problems with letting you starve to death. Oh, and please be not so silly as to try to escape - the closest town is three days on foot away, at least. And even then, they would just beat you and send you back. Terribly prejudiced, these townsfolk."

It was a well-rehearsed speech, so well-rehearsed that she managed to recite it without even a hint of trembling in her voice. It helped that the furry seemed to have calmed down for now - but she knew that she could not trust this.

"Now, you will follow me over to the house where we will put a leash on you. You will even get to choose one - after all, you are going to wear that leash for the rest of your life!"

 

[ChantelXOX]

Alex knew the woman had practised that speech many times. It was so rehearsed. She showed no fright but she sensed the woman was quite scared of her because she was a wild thing who was unpredictable. She could tell this woman had broken in others like her but she had never had someone as wild and unruly as her. Alex was Alpha, uncompromising, feisty and fiery Furry. She would not be easy to break not at all.

Alex followed the woman out of the shed towards a house. “I do not plan to spend the rest of my life here.” Alex said with a snarl. Her eyes darted around the place looking for a way out of this wasteland. She did not care that the closest town was three days away. She was out in the open right now and why shouldn’t she try and get away. She knocked the woman down and then began running away. She didn’t know if she would get away but she had to try. She was meant to be a Furry wild dog not a Furry domestic dog.

 

[broomstix]

After an initial gasp of surprise, she recovered quickly and got up. She looked after the running furry with a smirk. Hands cuffed like that, it would not be long before she tripped and fell. Besides, she had just given Sandra a perfect excuse for some harsh, harsh punishment...

She began a leisurely stroll towards the figure in the distance. After a while, she began mockingly shouting: "Oh no! Come back! Where are you!" in between laughter. Even if she did manage to run without falling - the path of destruction she was making through the forest was not hard to follow, and it really was three days on foot to the closest town. As tough as this dog seemed to be, she was clearly not the smartest one...

 

[ChantelXOX]

Those cuffs were not making her escape easy. She could hear the woman call her back. She also heard laughs which confused her. Did this woman find this amusing? Her speed was being stopped by those damn cuffs but she wasn’t going to stop because if she did the woman would recapture her.

She stumbled down scraping her paws and legs against some rough bark. She let out loud growl. A little bit of blood was coming from her fresh new wombs from the scrape. She let a few whimpers out. She knew the woman was going to get her.

 

[broomstix]

She saw no need to speed up her leisurely amble towards her victim. There she was! Fallen down already. Grinning, Sandra got closer and called out: "It's not easy to run with these things, is it? Where were you running to, anyway?"


Excellent. She would not have had it any other way. Not only did this escape attempt show how spirited her new pet was - it also gave her an excuse for weeks and weeks of the most miserable punishment inflicted on the disobedient little thing as soon as she caught up.

 

[ChantelXOX]

“Anywhere away from you. I will never stop trying to get away from you. For every minute for the rest of my life, I will fight you and try to get away. I will never stop fighting and trying to get away from you until I get away from you.” She said. She was laid on the floor lapping at her wounds. Her cuts hurt a lot.

 

[broomstix]

Sandra knelt on her pet's back. Still smiling, she closed her hands around her throat from behind. Slowly, gently. She was not angry, but maybe a good fright would help that bitch learn...

"Bitch runs, bitch loses the right to breathe. Simple.", she said with a chuckle as she slowly began to strangle her. Not to death, of course - but did that disobedient thing need to know that?

 

[ChantelXOX]

She growled when the woman knelt on her back. She growled even louder when her hand went around her throat. She was angry that the woman was stopping her breathing. She was angry but decided not to fight.

The woman laughed as she was keeping her down on the ground stopping her breathing. She was wriggling around under her. She whimpered pawing at the woman. She wanted the woman off her so she could breath again.

 

[broomstix]

Slowly, Sandra tightened her grip a little. "Relax. Let it happen. It will be over soon.", she whispered into her ear soothingly. Hopefully, she could really make her believe she was dying... it would be fun to watch her fear, to see all that false courage drain from her.

 

[ChantelXOX]

She whimpered looking up at the woman. She was scared. She thought she was going to die. She was shaking. She couldn’t breathe. She really thought this was the end. “Please help me.” She whined out.

 

[broomstix]

Only a few seconds more, and the furry lost consciousness. It was a long way back to the house when you had to drag someone unconscious behind you, and Sandra swore and grunted all the way. Finally, they arrived at the entrance to the basement.