Training days

The days had all blended together. Felicity didn’t know how long she had been at the mercy of Fat Bastard. She just had glimpses and moments of lucidity as she was ‘trained’.

On her knees looking up as she took his member into her mouth, **** to bounce a dildo into her tight ass as she did. Taking his load across her face.

Walked around on her hands and knees with a tail plug in her ass. Taken outside to ‘piss like the dog she is’.

Having to kneel with her mouth open as Fat Bastard pissed all over her and used her as his personal urinal. Felicity always swallowed the urine because whenever she made a mess he punished her delicate ass thoroughly.

Holding her legs spread open while the large man penetrated her and filled her pussy again and again with his cream.

Cleaning his cock with her mouth after he viciously fucked her once tight asshole. Making her savor the taste of her anus.

‘Sleeping’ on the floor when she was ‘bad’ and when she was ‘good’ she got to sleep in his bed, but it had to be between his legs with his cock in her mouth so she was constantly sucking him or draining his bladder for him.

By the time Fat Bastard had decided to go back to o Dr Evils lair, Felicity Shagwell was so thoroughly trained he didn’t even need a leash. He brought her before Dr Evil, walking on all fours, completely naked, save her tail buttplug. And her body covered in dried semen.

Dr Evil looked down at the completely broken woman and pressed a button by his chair. A hidden door opened up and a captured Austin Powers was revealed. Austin looked at the broken and ‘trained’ Shagwell and couldn’t believe he was looking at the same women he had turned down sex. She was a physical shell of her former self. All the self confidence and fighting prowess had been ‘worked’ out of her. Now she was a mewling sex **** that only wanted to be mounted.

Fat Bastard and the rest of Dr Evils lair began to laugh and Felicity could only think about getting fucked again, having fresh semen deposited into her useless holes.