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Subject: {ASSM} A Family Enslaved Together Stays Together (conclusion)
Date: Wed,  1 Aug 2001 16:10:02 -0400
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What awoke me was the need to take a wicked piss, but after what
Mistress had put me thru last night. 

Recalling in flashes I saw myself mounted atop a large stuffed dummy
dog, with my cock stuck into an artificial vagina, fully embedded and
trapped by the knot within its torturous hole as Mistress sat naked on
the couch with the remote in her right hand and a well used dildo in her
left hand, as she first turned the switch to low power shocks then high
power shocks so as to hear my screams as she tortured my trapped cock as
I heard her laugh at my pain (for the shear pleasure of it she once told
me).

And when I finally came inside of the AV I literally passed out, and was
it seems held up entirely by my cock with the knot still locking it
inside of the AV until that is at some point I woke up, so as a result
of such torture every muscle ached something terrible.

But knowing as well (as I quickly woke up as my need to piss increased)
that I would be punished if I wet my new dog bed (recalling the last
wetting episode resulted in sending shivers down my spine), I then
gingerly stood up on my hands and knees (even though I still had feet I
had to be given her permission before I could stand erect) and slowly
made my way on all fours into the bathroom, and then proceeded to crawl
on into the extra large shower stall that was now doubling as my urinal
and passed my water.

Making sure to get the last drops out of my piss hole (by dry humping
the air as I was not allowed to touch her property) I then crawled on
out of the stall, and as I was heading on back into the bedroom to try
to sleep a little longer I passed by Mistresses new full length mirror
at which point I clearly saw my reflection, which shocked me as I stood
rooted to the spot as I was suddenly made witness to how low I had sunk
in my new life as Mistresses slave dog!

What stared back at me was in no way shape or form the old John Evans
who had entered this place for the last time as a man three years ago,
but what now stared back at me as reflection was some twisted mutated
freak that reminded me of an old old movie I had once seen which was
called An American Werewolf in London.

When as the lead actor was transforming himself from man to wolf in
Jenny Agutter's apartment he went thru many stages of change, well to
give some idea that is how I now look, trapped halfway between the forms
of man and dog!

Looking at myself I started to feel my eyes wet with tears as I looked
at my pug like snout which now housed my extremely long dick shaped dog
tongue (which Mistress Annette now used almost every night especially
after she put some incredibly painful device on my cock to insure any
pleasure on my part would instantly be turned into pain), to my pointed
fully formed dog ears, then as I looked downwards to my hands which now
were useless! as they had been converted fully into dog like paws.

Then as I looked backwards at the reflection down the length of my fur
covered body I came next to what now was between my legs, which was in
every sense of the word now a dog cock that seemed to be fully erect at
all times now, but in reality it was most times soft even though it
looked hard as a rock, as it was obscenely poking out between my legs
ready (it almost shouted to the world) to hump a bitch in heat.

In fact I and the seventeen full time Mistresses now working here (who
now all take a hand in my training and my never ending humiliation) knew
that I was only really Hard when the KNOT at the base of my new cock
would fully swell up until it reached soft ball like dimensions, at
which point my cock would then become so damn sensitive, as it was now
almost entirely made up of the pinkish cock head skin that had sat atop
of my old man cock, but instead of maybe an inch or two of sensitive man
meat I now had essentially a twelve inch long cock head between my legs,
which made my daily dose of CBT ten thousand times worse than when I had
been a man.

Looking back down farther I then saw my long short haired dog tail
waging behind me, as after it was attached to my body (three years ago)
the Bionanites they had injected into me had somehow made a nerve
connection in my spine (to the place where we once had a monkey tail ten
million years ago the doctor told me) which allowed me to wag it with
just a thought.

At which point as I turned slightly away from the mirror I saw my poor
stretched asshole which (because of my liquid diet) was now no longer
needed to pass shit with, so it had now become a hole to stuff objects
into, like for example the real dog cocks of the two large Mastiffs
(Mistress now owns) into my ass on a semi daily basis.

Which never seems to not amuse her as I stand there on all fours with
this huge male dog resting on my back (with his knot and foot of cock
buried in my asshole) as Mistress stands beside me in her stocking toes
and rubs my cock from time to time, bringing me countless times to the
brink of orgasm but then not allowing me to cum, until that is after the
second dog finishes fucking me, at which point she will then grab my
cock in her right hand (which is usually covered in an pair of old nylon
stocking) and painfully jerks me off .

As I once again crawled back into my dog bed (to await her return and
the new tortures and humiliations she is sure to bring) I then thought
back to when Mistress finally first allowed me to see the members of my
family.

Which first occurred one day about a year after I arrived as one day for
no reason she loaded me into this windowless camper van for what she
told me was a drive into the country, which seemed to take half the day
to get to where ever TO was, until at some point we pulled into this
long winding driveway that seemed to go on for miles until she (and a
new black Mistress named Pretoria who she had just signed on the month
before) who I saw did most of the driving and who was the one to let me
out onto this pea stone covered driveway (where they allowed me to stand
on my sandalled feet) at which point, from out of the large red barn
which we had parked in front of, came out these two young teenagers.

One of which was a tall lanky dark haired boy of about 16 (I guessed)
and a rather mousy looking short, dark haired girl about a year older
than the boy (I guessed as well), who were at first sight dressed in
matching light tan summer riding cloths, and who came running up to us
at which point they warmly greeted the two Mistresses as at the same
time the boy then eyed me with this look that made me want to crawl
under the nearest rock and die.

Leading us to and then into the house, it was then when we reached the
concrete patio skirting it that Mistress said HEEL! which was my cue to
get down on all fours and crawl after her as we all then walked into the
kitchen proper, which was located just outside of the rather sprawling
one level house before me, at which point I saw an older blonde haired
woman of about 45 (who I saw was dressed in a womans grey business suit)
then came on out of one of the hallways and warmly hugged both
Mistresses like long lost friends!

Thats when all eyes turned to me (as I kneeled there on the hard
concrete wanting to crawl underneath it) at which point (after they
talked in hushed whispers for some few minutes) I then heard the boy
laugh.

Which was then followed by the girl who started to giggle as the
teenagers then suddenly started to all but yell in unison ""Let Us Do It
Let Us Do It"" at which point the older woman turned and looked one of
those looks at Mistress who then shrugged her shoulders and said ""Why
Not, after all he is going to spend the summer with you"""  which to say
the least shocked the hell out of me.

Quickly grabbing my lead was the boy named Tom, who then told me to
stand up (at wwhich point I looked at Mistress who told me to obey) and
follow them as we then quickly walked towards the barn, and then when we
went on in thru the door (they had left open), and after stopping and
letting our eyes adjust to the gloom for a second or two we then
proceeded on into the depths of its huge interior.

Until after a solid minute of walking we then came to two occupied
stalls that had these weird looking animals in them, that (after a
second or two) I finally identified as being human.

Then as I looked closer and the two in the stalls looked right back at
me it seems that we recognized each other at about the same instant, as
before me changed halfway into horses (as I was now transformed halfway
to dog) stood my two sons, who now were barely recognizable as being
human!

At which point (as I then looked at them with a more discerning eye) I
saw that they had been placed in heavy bondage, as their still human
sized but now fully horse like heads had these large leather halters
placed over them, at which point I then noticed as well the cruel bits
in both their mouths that kept their extremely large tongues painfully
pressed against the roof of their mouths!
 
As my vision panned lower I then saw that there was something funny with
their arms, until with a sickening shock it hit me like a fist to my
stomach that they no longer had any arms (which explained why they
didn't have any locks on them).

Then as I looked I saw as well these cumbersome looking back pack
saddles strapped to their backs that looked as if they weighed in at
thirty pounds each, which then caused me (as I searched out each buckle
needed to keep them on their backs) to eventually look at their cocks,
at which point a moan nearly escaped from my lips as I noticed that Mike
(who it seems was the girls mount) had on his cock and balls this mass
of leather, straps and metal rings and buckles that damn near obscured
his poor tortured genitals.

Seeing where my eyes were looking at the boy smiled at me and then
yanked on my lead and then led me over to Mikes stall, and after the
girl opened the stall door and proceeded me and her brother into Mikes
stall I then got a good eyefull of just what he was forced to wear.

The device on his testicles had the effect of acting like a ball
stretcher/spreader which made his testicles look shiny, even covered in
fur as they now were they were stretched so tight I swore I saw the skin
beneath!

But that was not the worst of it as I then saw (from my new vantage)
that the leather and metal rings on his huge horse like cock (which must
have been 18 to 20 inches long) were arranged so as to act just like a
nine gates of hell cock ring, that caused his poor cock (especially the
exposed head of his cock which now looked like a giant mushroom) to
swell up to the point that when I saw her gently lay her hand on his
cock head (to move it aside to give me a better view) I saw poor Mike
wince in pain, and then almost in the same instant groan in pleasure at
feeling a womans hand on his cock which seemed to make his cock head
swell ever fuller which I didn't think was possible.

Seeming to suddenly tire of showing me Mikes tortured cock and balls the
boy then dragged me on out of his stall and over to see Peter (as she
must have continued to play with his cock as I heard fresh moans coming
from behind me) as he dragged me into his stall, who just as Mike had
something placed onto his cock and balls, but what I saw (as the boy
swung closed his stall door) was completely different!

As where Mike had everything but the kitchen sink on his, all I saw on
Peters genitals was this rather modest looking ball strecher/spreader,
and as well this upside down looking crown that was somehow staying on
top of his cock by a means unknown to me!

Then as he dropped my lead (as I numbly stood there) he then went on
over and stood in froont of Pete, at which point he then roughly grabbed
him by his limp cock, at which point he then started to savagely jerk
him off, until that is he started to erect at which point Peter then let
out this high pitched scream, which I saw quickly resulted in the
deflation of the modest sized erection that he had briefly attained, as
the sadistic bastard then turned to me and smiled.


Then reaching into his vest pocket with his right hand as he still held
Peterss cock in his left he then pulled out this little screw driver
like object, at which point he then kneeled in front of Pete as he then
took the thing and worked the screwdriver into this little hidden slot
on the crowns front, at which point I then heard this hiss of air begin,
which was then folllowed by the sound of relief coming from Peters
mouth!

Putting the screwdriver back into his pocket he then reached up and
grabbed the crown cap on Petes cock (with his now free hand) and pulled
on it, which revealed to me that the bastard had kept the crown of
thorns (as he called it) secured to Peters cock head by shoving an
inflatable catheter (some twelve to fourteen inchs long at first guess)
into Petes cock, and then inflating it to the point that it was firmly
lodged in his poor streched pisshole kinda like an inflatable butt plug!

Also as well when he held up the crown portion of the device (for me to
see) I then saw that the inside of the crown was lined with these
quarter inch long sharp almost needle like objects, which explained why
poor Pete had so quickly lost his hardon as it acted like a kind of
Kali's teeth bracelet!

At that point I heard a shuffling like noise coming from behind me, as I
then turned to look as I then saw that the girl had climbed on up onto
Mikes saddle (at which point I saw the wicked looking spurs on her
boots), and was quickly riding on out of the barn at which point the boy
screamed after her DEBBIE YOU SLIME as he then climbed into Peters
saddle (which was fascinating to see how they did it) and promptly
headed on out after her.

Leaving me in the now empty stall to reflect upon the enormity of my act
in condemning my family to a life of slavery, as I now saw that what I
had done had taken on something that was far beyond what I had imagined
it would be for me and for them!

Over the next two months I saw (as promisedI was left behind by
Mistress) the daily tortures the two sadistic teenagers inflicted on my
boys, (as it seems that the two had a kind of competition going to see
who could torture their ponyboy in more and more extreme ways) and then
upon me would leave us totally exhausted by the end of the day.

But one thing beyond the daily tortures and humiliations became clear to
me (as when the pattern and meaning of their tortures emerged), which
was that the two teenagers, and the mother who had a mount as well
(which she called a Mallion) constantly forced them to engage in
homosexual acts!

Acts which ranged from constanly sucking the teenaged boys cock( which
he loved to make Mike do for some reason), to then getting fucked up the
ass by him as well, also I saw Mike and Peter (and the unamed Mallion)
being forced to have homosexual relations with each other, and as well
with two real mini stallions, which I was amazed to see seemed to have
been trained to preform such acts! 

Also I saw as well that the only time they ever got anywhere near pussy
was when the mother or the daughter let Pete or Mike lick their cunts,
and then only when their cocks were placed in such severe bondage that
half the time when they would cum (as either the boy or girl would jerk
them off as they were licking) they would end up screaming their heads
off at which point they would pass out.

Hearing a noise from the hallway whichbought me back from my dreams (to
the here and now), but when nothing came of it I then went back into
dream mode as I next recalled learning my wifes fate.

After getting back to Mistress Annettes apartment after my stay at
Rancho Hellhole I then saw this large pile of DVD's sitting on one of
the coffee tables waiting for me, as Mistress then put me into a
contraption which looked like an old fashioned set of stocks (which
forced me to constantly look at the TV screen), at which point she then
loaded up a bunch of the DVD's and hit the play button at which point I
saw what they had done to Jane!

Over the course of weeks (as I watched hundreds of hours of recordings)
I saw poor Jane being used to make (at first) a combination of
Lesbian/Animal porno movies, at first with dogs (as I recall now) in a
series of some fifty movies as I recall seeing her in one movie being
ganged banged by a pack of dogs (which had the title Gone To The Dogs),
and then being forced to have sex with a variety of horses, ranging from
the very small to the very largest of horses (some so big I have never
imagined in my life horses could grow so large)!

The last tapes I saw (in a movie titled Horses WHore) showed her in fact
taking a huge Shires cock up her honey hole, which literally gaped open
to the point that I could clearly see he cervix as the camera came in
for the post fuck close up which should have disgusted me but strangely
only left me horney.

Then in the final non movie recording I saw her tragic death, when after
being put into a contraption (that would allow her to fuck one of the
larger horses), something broke on it and the horse (who was inside of
her at the time) gave a mighty thrust which they said had torn up most
of her vital organs killing her almost instantly!

Lastly I found out about my daughters fate was when (after some 19
months after getting here), they bought her in one day as I was
literally blinded by the light (which triggered the contacts in my eyes
to cloud over) at which point they led me over to her, and then in the
most humiliating act imaginable had me mount her, and then had me stick
my cunt hungry dick inside of her.

And then as I was just getting ready to shoot my load deep into her
belly they turned off the light blinding light which then allowed me to
see just who I was fucking which turned out to be my very own daughter
who they had changed literally into a bitch and so as I came not only
was I in physical pain I was in mental pain as well!

That happened almost a year and a half ago, which turned out to be only
the first humiliation in an endless line for her and for me as she was
given (as promised) to Mistress Cherokee who used her as a pet poodle to
show off to VIP's in her B/D S/M games.

Hearing a new noise come from the hallway, which this time was followed
by the sight of Misrtress Annette opening her door, and as I then saw
her come in she was immediately followed into the apartment by Mistress
Cherokee, who was I saw leading in my daughter on her leash.

Knowing what I now had to do I quickly got up out of my bed and scuttled
on over to greet my Mistress (by trying to stick my nose in her ass
crack) after which I then went on over to my daughter, and (as
instructed) we both started to smell at each others asses until at some
point I felt my knot start to thicken.

Seeing my not unexpected reaction to my daughters bitch in heat smell
both Mistresses laughed at us, at which point Mistress Annette then said
to me ""Not tonight MUTT we have something different in mind"" at which
point I heard the sound of the two mastiffs in the hallway, as they then
ran into the room, and then the first one to reach my daughter mounted
her, as Mistress Cherokee then looked down at me and the other dog (who
was waitng his turn by licking my cock) and said ""dont worry you can
lick her out when they are done"" which at that point should have caused
me to crawl off and die in one of the coners, but instead all it did was
to make my cock to erect even fuller.


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