Beast of Burden

“Ok Marcie, what the fuck is this shit?”

“Gina please.”

“No seriously, name suggests some especially disgusting bestiality.”

“I do not think this is the case. Beast of Burden, by bartolimieu07 appears to be a story in the pet-play genre.”

“Oh, this shit. It’s kinda rare, but not as rare as I like it to be.”

“No tags and a new author. My, this is somewhat exciting. This story could be anything!”

“It’s gonna be shit, Marcie.”

“Well let us find out!”

READING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“Ok, first chapter is very normal. Creepily so.”

“We are thrust in the role of Madison, an average college girl and follow through her day. The writing is solid, dare I say above average even?”

“Eh, maybe slightly. But only because the average quality we get is dogshit.”

“Life seem to go fairly well for Madison, but of course we are aware of the premise and at the end of the chapter we are prompted to pick a path to determine her future.”

“Ah, here the fuck shit is about to start.”

“Is it just my imagination or did your vocabulary….degrade, Gina?”

“Comes with being a mermaid. Is there a shark path?”

“No, Gina. There is not a shark path.”

“Told you this is shit.”

“But we can pick between various farm animals such as pony, cow, pet...”

“We are not picking cow. Got enough of this stuff with cowguy and that pony stuff just reminds me of that futadick story we just read.”

“There is also the option for a mundane intern.”

“That one just sounds boring as fuck.”

“I do not know, Gina. It appeals to me the most.”

“Uhu, because you like tormenting interns.”

“Making Frank work in a skirt because he spilled my coffee was not tormenting him, Gina. And it was excellent for office morale. I might make it the standard uniform for male employees…”

“...”

“Anyways where were we?”

“By picking the fucked up shit that’s gonna happen to Madison. Fuck it, let’s just go with pet. That sounds harmless.”

“Oh well.”

As soon as I'm released, I reach for my clothes and purse. "Yeah, this is too weird. I'm out. Just go ahead and call the--" Fiery pain explodes behind my eyes and all the way down my spine. My mouth opens soundlessly and I flop to the floor. The collar shocked me! "What the f--" Another pulse of agony runs through me, no less intense. I'm mortified to discover I've pissed myself, urine dripping from my thighs and puddling on the carpet beneath me. I look up at the man with tears in my eyes. "Please let me go!"

“That escalated quickly.”

“Yeah! What the fuck? Based on that long ass intro chapter I excepted some slow burn but this is literally bam! You’re a dog now. Here’s your fucking collar!”

“And so Madison is forced to wear a shock collar, that enforces compliance and is shipped off to get reeducated with a bunch of other soon to be dog girls.”

“More like sex slaves, They even have a dick wall were the girls have to suck dick.”

“That seems...dangerous.”

“Yeah but Mad’s too much of a pussy to bite those fucking dicks off.”

I lock eyes with Maeve, and she smiles. "Now...What do you think you're going to do next?" I shake my head. "You're going to take that virgin cunt of yours and shove that man meat all the way down. Your lovely tight snatch is going to wrap that cock like a condom. You're going to fuck it, and you're going to keep fucking it until you're filled to the brim with cum. And all that time, you're going to focus on his pleasure, not yours. Because you're a pet, and that's what pets do." I stifle a half-choked sob and tears glisten in my eyes. This is it. I knew my virginity was in serious jeopardy from the moment I was kidnapped, but I didn't think it would be like...this, lost to an anonymous cock jutting from a wall, all these eyes watching me. Worst of all, I'm expected to be the initiator and active participant in my own deflowering. But I have no choice.

“Awful.”

“Oh, you don’t say, Marcie?”

“Pets are notoriously needy animals! What is this nonsense of focusing not on your pleasure? These fools do not comprehend the very appeal of pet play! You are supposed to pet them and make them perform tricks for you! Not this bizarre sex slave cum dog hybrid.”

“What, did Marel get to you?”

“Gina please. I liked pet play ever since we read the Captive Prince. It only appeals to me with males however. Marel and me just can not see eye to eye on this.”

“Right...by the way, so far this story has just been complete misery and torment.”

“Well, I wanted to pick the intern branch, Gina.”

“Apparently Mad’s is trained enough, somehow, and is send to her first assignment. Being loaned out to some dweeb rich kid.”

"The agency has some stipulations," says an older woman, the same one who spoke before. She's standing next to the kitchen island. "You can't physically harm her. And we only paid to keep her for a month. After that, she goes back to the agency, and any signs of serious mistreatment mean an additional fee. If that happens you'll be the one paying it, Aidan. Your father and I already put down more than enough for the rental."

“This feels unrealistic.”

“OH DOES IT NOW, MARCIE?”

“How can such a human trafficking organization exist when they hand out their merchandise to hormonal frat boys of questionable intelligence?”

When the fifth match in a row ends in defeat, he throws down the controller and rips off the headset to fling it across the room. "Fucking hell!" he screams. "Those fuckers!" As if suddenly remembering my presence, he grabs the hair on the back of my head roughly and starts shoving me up and down. "Suck it, you whore!"

“BITE HIS DICK OFF!”

“Gina calm yourself.”

“How the fuck am I supposed to do that when there is zero dick biting action in this fucking story?”

"Well, that depends on you. You see, this is the end of you leading me on like you have. Playing hard to get. Dangling those tits and that juicy ass of yours like some fucking incentive to treat you like a spoiled princess. I'm sick of that bullshit. Sure, I love you, and I'd love to keep being your boyfriend. But Analslut here will let me do anything to her. Anything. So what's in it for me? What are you offering?"

Natalie's lip trembles and her eyes fill with tears. "Tell me what you want. I'll do it," she whispers.

“Why the fuck would anyone put up with this little shit? This fucker is a complete loser and he doesn’t even have a big dick!”

“That should be a plus in your book, Gina.”

“Oh, right. The little shithead does have a sister who takes somewhat better care of Mad’s.”

"Wait," she says. "Wait, wait, wait, wait." I'm startled as she bursts into quiet tears. "I'm sorry. I can't do this. I can't just keep pretending, day after day. All of this, it's just too weird. Mom and Dad, joking for weeks about getting a human sex pet. Then they go out and actually do it. And Aidan. He's my twin brother. It always felt like we shared a mind, a soul. Even if he was a little arrogant and bratty sometimes. But now...I don't know who the fuck that...thing is. And I'm just as bad, keeping up all these pretenses because...because..." She doesn't have to finish. I can see the terror in her eyes. Not knowing what else to do, I rest my cheek against her thigh and awkwardly pat the side of her knee. This only causes her to sob harder.

“Ah, so something more is going on.”

“Aliens? I bet it’s aliens.”

“Madison dog days continue with her being taken on vacation. She even saves a girl from drowning.”

“Which gets completely overlooked. Because...everyone in this story is a complete asshole.”

“But since she is only rented out, we eventually change owners to a former friend of hers, Trevor. We are also getting an explanation on what is going on.”

"It's all happened so fast, my head's still spinning. First, there was the President's executive order, the whole 'female servitude law'. It only seems to affect young women. And they aren't just being used as pets. The supermarkets are advertising human breast milk for sale, and I even heard about naked girls pulling buggies downtown. I think that's supposed to be a tourist attraction. In any case, I find the whole thing distasteful, but everyone's just going along with it. Very odd."

“I hate when it’s the government. Aliens would have been much cooler.”

"Madison," says Trevor gently. "Based on what I know, it's almost certain they were the ones who signed you up for this."

“How does that make any sense? She was accused of shoplifting. If the parents just sold her out, why bother with that whole stuff?”

"Actually, the agency suggested the ruse," says my mom. "Seduisante is one of their main collection points, and they wanted to pick you up with minimum disruption."

“Gina please. It gets explained right here.”

"Well, you know the big one: You can't wear clothes, so you'll be out there showing off your nude bod. But beyond that...People are going to think it's weird to see a walking, talking pet. So whenever we're going to be around others, I'll have to revoke your speaking and standing privileges. And you'll be on a leash the whole time."

“That is some bullshit excuse. In fact Trevor makes a lot of bullshit excuses to keep Mad’s in pet play mode. He’s secretly evil, I tell you.”

“I think he is just a pervert.”

“An evil pervert!”

“Well, I suppose the author wants to keep the pet-play aspect going, even with an owner that does not treat Madison like a dog. To that end, some concessions have to be made.”

“No Marcie. That guy is totally evil. Everyone is in this story. Like the fucking parents.”

“They do come over for a talk and yes it is confirmed that they sold out Madison for money.”

“Grrrrr….”

“This is also not the last she sees of them. Because for her next assignment, Madison is hired by her own parents to be ring bearer at her brothers wedding. As a dog of course.”

“It’s been a while since I wanted to murder everyone in a story.”

“I suppose this is a rather upsetting read.”

“That’s putting it lightly, Marcie.”

"I thought about it, for a while. But the truth is...I love him," she says simply. "And he loves you. I'm certain of it, regardless of whatever this is. And...Well, I'm sure you can tell this is a whole lot bigger than just your family. It feels like the whole world has gone insane."

“Aliens are back on the menu.”

“Hm, I still believe this is just the author trying to hand wave the whole insanity of the situation.”

I'm surprised to see some women among the men, eager to school the two of us in the art of pussy licking and fingering. I don't mind too much. I may not be particularly attracted to other girls, but I find that cunts generally smell and taste better than cocks, especially once that final bitter blast of cum is factored in.

“We have mostly glossed over it, but I do feel we should take a moment to talk about the sex in this story for a bit.”

“Bleh.”

“While there is plenty of it. It feels more of an afterthought. A side-dish to the suffering if you will.”

“Knowing you, you probably enjoyed all the pissing and shitting action more, Marcie.”

“I did not, as it quickly became mundane.”

“I like the part were Madison pisses all over her fathers documents. I hope he got fucking fired and eaten by a Goblin shark.”

“Thank you, Gina. Well, Madison has to suffer many more indignities, but I believe we got the point across by now. Let us skip to the finale.”

“In case it wasn’t painfully obvious how fucking evil every single person in this story is, they have murder game shows. As in the pet girls get murdered on live television!”

“To be fair, there is a chance that the girls get saved. But yes, it is save to say that at this point the story has really jumped the shark.”

“There are no sharks in this, Marcie.”

“Honestly, whey are they acting as if murdering pets on TV would be something that would in any shape or fashion be tolerated? Rather then pets, these women really are just treated as disposable meat-puppets.”

“Thanks for the disgusting imagery, Marcie.”

“And of course Madison is to star in just such a show. They even keep her in a waiting room for a few days showing her previous episodes to maximize her suffering.”

“CAN WE JUST NUKE THIS FUCKING PLANET ALREADY?”

It's Trevor!

“Luckily, Trevor stars as a participant in that show, saves Madison and from there they live happily ever after.”

“So, no aliens after all. What a dog shit story.”

“Despite Gina complaints, this is overall a solidly written tale.”

“You bitched just as much!”

“The loan gimmick was cleverly integrated to allow Madison to experience a various amount of unique scenarios.”

“But Madison didn’t get to murder anyone in those!”

“That is true. This story does not offer much in form of catharsis. The whole array of horrible people in this story get away with their misdeeds. Furthermore, the finale, while certainly raising the stakes, does make us painfully aware of the fact that these pet-girls are continued to get murdered for entertainment while Madison enjoys her happy end.”

“Fuck, I’m pissed.”

“Because of that inherent cruelty, the story did not manage to arouse me. Pet-play works best when the focus is on the humiliation of the experience, not the abhorrent nature of chattel slavery.”

“I’m still pissed.”

“I suppose that is a sign that you were getting invested, Gina.”

“Grrrrrrrr….”

“It should also be mentioned that I did not spot any typos or grammatical errors either. And this is one of the rare stories that can pride itself upon actually being finished. Overall, this was an above average read that can be rated as: Almost good.”

“Alright that’s it! I’m written a hatefic were all these fuckers get eaten by a zombie-shark!”

“Have fun, Gina.”