MuffinButt - The Kennels

She was Lucia Mendez, successful basketball coach. Even though she was so short, coming in around 5'4, she was always fascinated by the sport and grew up being a student of the game. Her mom taught her almost everything she new about basketball before she disappeared 8 years ago, during a special tournament in Themyscira. It did not take a genius to figure out what probably happened to her and Lucia had vowed to learn from her mother's mistakes.

She had figured that, if she could make a powerful man like a professional woman's basketball team owner, more money than she was worth on the auction block, then there was no danger to being enslaved. So she worked hard, with double practices a day. Her team had embraced the grueling work enthusiastically as they too hoped that this was a way to protect themselves. For a while it worked, as they were city champions three years in a row. Unbeknownst to them, however, ticket sales were down and the owner was looking to sell if they weren't profitable...and people did not want to pay to see non-champions. So once they had their playoff loss the owner's mind was made up and their fates were sealed.

Of course, none of that should be MuffinButt's concern anymore. She knew that once the collar went on her, that was it. Even if she escaped she would just wind back up at the **** market. She was a **** for life. She didn't want to accept it but new she had **** in the matter. She had plenty of time to come to grips with her new reality as she crawled behind Max. Being on all fours might not the most effective way to get somewhere, but it was definitely an effective way to humiliate the **** girl.

Max led her into another warehouse, a large complex that instantly looked like hell to MuffinButt. There was so much **** and humiliation going on that she couldn't take it all in. In one corner she saw a wall of cramped cages, so small that you couldn't even kneel, almost all full of slaves. Next to it was a giant pen, where multiple slaves were crawling around. All of them were naked save for the gloves on their hands, the kneepads on their knees, and the chastity belts locked around their waists. The girls seemed to have a surprising amount of freedom as they roamed around the fenced-in pen. As they passed it MuffinButt was horrified by what she saw. The slaves were acting like animals, playing with dog toys, sniffing each others' butts, panting and barking. She got a long look at one woman who was whining near the fence. She was gagged with a ring gag with her tongue sticking out, panting and drooling. Her barks sounded happy and perky but it was her eyes that scared MuffinButt. They were glassy and empty but somehow also sad. She looked like no one was home, like her head was empty.

"Hurry up, puppyslut," Max said as he tugged hard on the leash. MuffinButt fell forward and bit and crawled faster to keep up.

They approached the middle part of the warehouse, which simply contained a row of women. All of them were secured to metal cuffs embedded in the ground, on their knees with their wrists and ankles shackled together. This **** them to be face down and ass up in the air, unable to see anyone coming up behind them. Various men were use the women, fucking them from behind. This area was noisy too, with girls sobbing, begging, and even barking...along with the sound of skin smacking skin. No woman was spared as the men routinely moved from girl to girl. If a girl didn't have a cock in them the men made sure both of their holes were filled with vibrating dildos, to ensure their training is not interrupted.

"You must be the Kennel master, right? I'm Max the intern. Jamal sent me down here to process MuffinButt here." The kennel master glanced at MuffinButt for a second before saying, "MuffinButt, eh? She has the form to be a slutty puppyslave, thats for sure. Go ahead and lock her in at the end of the line and we'll handle the rest."