A mask, a riding crop, a strap-on, two bowls and a collar.

The first item to come out of Sarah's newly acquired loot bag is a mask in latex, complete with eye slits, a pair of slits for the nostrils and a mouth slit, on the top there are a pair of blue dog ears. "Since you act like a dog, you should look the part!" Sarah continues rustling in her bag, this time pulling out a rather nasty looking riding crop. "Something easy to start you off with!" Finally she pulls out a massive orange strap-on covered in knots and bumps, for that extra texture. "This one is going to split your ass wide open for me!"

Seemingly satisfied she nonetheless rustles around in the bag a little more and pulls out two dog bowls labeled "man". "When you earn your food and water in the future, this where you'll eat and drink!" Sarah closes the bag before depositing the dog bowls in a corner, spitting several times in one of them before turning around and grabbing the strap-on from where she left it. In the meantime you scramble over to your water bowl, on all fours and lick up this latest fluid offering, wallowing in humiliation and masochistic excitement all the while.

As you polish the bowl you hear Sarah clicking her strap-on harness into place as well as her moving around, adjusting the no doubt jutting phallus. A few moments later she's next to you with a few quick steps, pulling your head back by your hair painfully. "Cooperate like a good bitch and this'll be nice and easy. Or don't, that'll be more fun for me!" Sarah snarls in your face, eyes full of sadistic glee before she spits a thick wad of spit onto your cheek and it begins to run down your cheek. Reaching over Sarah grabs the dog mask, slipping it over your head and forcing it into place over your face, smearing her spit all over your face in the process. "There! Now you look the part.."

Tapping her cheek with a single digit she looks at you thoughtfully. "..there is something missing though. Oh! I know!" Sarah hustles over to the bag, reaching in and producing a dog collar in leather, complete with black studs and a name tag. Sarah gestures you over with a crooked finger and you crawl over obediently. Sarah slips the dog collar over your neck, locking it into place with a padlock. "The name tag says bitch!" She whispers in your ear. "Now you look the part of my nasty, fucking bitch dog!"

Grabbing a hold of your head, forcing your mouth open, Sarah jams her strap-on into your mouth and into your throat, bottoming out as the balls hit your cheek causing you to **** and drool in a panic at the sudden intrusion. "Now be a good bitch and take good care of my bone!"

Sarah starts slamming her rubber cock into your mouth at a furious pace **** you as you struggle to compensate, chocking you even further as she brings the riding crop into play, whipping you as she goes. "You're in for a long night bitch! My bag is full of toys!" Sarah snarls as she skull fucks you and you both fear her and adore her in that very moment..