(Mg, ped, best)
Brad suddenly had a daughter. At least he guessed it was his daughter. The small thing was left on his doorstep, very likely by some cunt he had buggered in the past. He looked at the little thing. He felt no interest in her, but he kept her anyway.
Brad had some puppies, and decided they that the little fuck could be good company for them. From a pet store he got her a collar, red leather with her name in it. He called her Jean. That collar was all she ever wore.
She ate from the same plate as the dogs, playing and barking like them. Over time she learned to pee and shit in the box. He teached her to sit, to bark, to roll around and to fetch the newspaper. And she learned to fear his whip. He really enjoyed the way she was barking, whimpering and crying when he hit her tender butt. He liked her even more than the other doggies.
She grew, but the dogs grew faster. She became submissive, letting the bigger dogs eat of the plate before she did. Brad enjoyed putting too little food in the plate, so that there was nothing left for her. She would look pleadingly at him, or lick the empty plate with her tiny pink tongue.
One day the biggest of the dogs were mounting the girl, thrusting hard against her. She whimpered softly, but she didn't fight him. Brad kicked the dog hard, and gave it a rather mean work-over with the whip. They should not take what did not belong to them. The girl curled together in a corner of the room. He noticed a small amount of blood around her fuckhole. The dog had taken her virginity.
