After what felt like an hour, the freight elevator arrived. I was pulled inside and taken to the ground floor. We headed out of what must have been his alleyway as it smelled like dumpsters.
I crawled along the concrete with my tail wagging back and forth. The feeling of the tail slowly turned from pain to pleasure. I came to love having this thing inside of me.
The cold night air gave my naked body goosebumps. I couldn’t see a thing with the blindfold. All I could do was follow the tugs on my leash. It was scary to be outside unaware of my surroundings in such a vulnerable state.
As I considered my predicament, my penis tingled and my body heated up. My life was in the hands of this superior black man. He stripped me like an animal, plugged my ass like he owned it, and dragged me out in public where anyone could see me. By all accounts, I was his bitch.
Eventually, we came to a halt. Reggie ordered me to sit which I obeyed. With how Max was treated, I assumed I would be peeing for him. To my surprise, I was given an alternate responsibility. The silence of the night was broken by the sound of Reggie unzipping his pants. The gears in my head turned at a rapid pace. Before I could figure out what was going on, I felt Reggie’s warm heavy cock lay across my face.
Reggie’s cock rested from my chin to the top of my forehead. It was rock hard and veiny from what I could feel. While I should have been disgusted having another man’s cock on my face, I felt compelled to please it.
Reggie gave my forehead a few slaps with the head of his dick.
“Alright bitch, give this dick a good suck. If you do well, I will give you a treat.”
Reggie ordering me to suck his cock excited me. I never once had gay thoughts or found another man attractive, however, something about being treated like his bitch changed my perspective. I opened wide and took in as much of his dick as I could. I couldn’t fit any more than half of him in my throat.
If anyone were to catch me now, my life would be over. I sloppily sucked his cock like a slutty girl in a porno while he guided me by my hair. My little prick continued to tingle as he used me like a worthless whore.
“That’s it, Mimi. You like that dick, don’t you? I’ll give you a treat for being a good boy.”
Reggie’s cock started throbbing. Within seconds, his warm cum filled my mouth. Reggie’s spunk leaked out of the sides of my mouth as I struggled to keep it all in.
“Don’t spill any bitch. Swallow it all. Enjoy that taste.”
I choked down his massive load. Afterward, I opened my mouth to show him I finished. Like a slave, I wanted praise from my master. Instead, he ordered me to pee. After what just happened, peeing was no big deal to me. I lifted my leg like my stepbrother Max and joyfully peed for Reggie.
As the final droplets fell, Reggie dragged me back to his place. The walk back was pleasant. I was no longer fearful of being caught. I felt safe as long as Reggie held my leash.
When we arrived back, my blindfold was removed. I looked up at Reggie with excitement for whatever came next. Unfortunately for me, my night was over.
“Alright Mimi, it’s time for your crate.”
Reggie unclipped my leash and headed to the closet. A crate sat inside with the door open.
“Heel Mimi!”
Like a mindless dog, I crawled to his side.
“Are you thankful to have such a strong owner?”
I took this as my chance to express my gratitude for my disgraceful night.
“Yes Sir. Thank you for turning me into a dog, Sir.”
Reggie smiled down at me.
“Good bitch. Alright Mimi, in you go.”
Reggie slapped me on the ass like cattle while I unhappily made my way inside. I didn’t want the night to end. Reggie locked the crate and shut the closet door. I lay trapped alone with my thoughts like a prisoner in Reggie’s closet.
To my disappointment, I enjoyed every part of being his little bitch that night. These feelings would not go away. I had no choice, but to accept them.
Reggie awoke me in the morning. He let me out and removed my collar. While I rubbed my neck, Reggie retrieved my clothes. I was in no rush to put them back on this time.
“Well Mimi, have you finally accepted what you are?”
“Yes Sir.”
“What are you?”
“I’m your bitch, Sir.”
“That’s right pup. Mimi the little white dog needs an owner. Without me, you’re a helpless bitch. I will train you to be even more obedient than your stepbrother. I’m going to make you the ultimate pet.”
The cat was out of the bag. Any chance to suppress these submissive desires had passed. Being owned sounded hot. I continued to play along.
“Please train me like my brother. I want to be a good dog.”
“Don’t worry, once I’m done with you, you’ll forget all about your life as Tyler.”
After that day, I was officially known as Mimi the little white dog.
Chapter 4: Bullied at the Park
When I came to school, I had fantasies of being popular, hooking up with hot chicks, and partying every weekend. Instead, I had sucked two cocks, gotten fucked by my stepbrother, and served as a football star’s naked dog.
Although my younger self would be ashamed of me, I attended class that week feeling secure for the first time since the party. My questions had been answered. Reggie was right, I did enjoy my night as his pet. As long as it was kept our secret, I could deal with the shame.
To my unfortunate surprise, my secret wasn’t kept for very long. After a long Wednesday of classes, I lay in bed scrolling through Instagram. Suddenly, a notification popped up in my DMs. It was Cole Mayer from my English 101 class.
Cole was a confident 6′ white blonde. He was a ladies man and the leader of his friend group. We were both freshmen, but that was all we had in common. I had never spoken to Cole nor did we have any mutual friends. To receive a DM from him was very out of the ordinary. I curiously opened the message.
“Forest Park lamp post. Midnight. Be there or I will leak your secret to everyone in our class.”
A jolt of lightning blitzed through me. I rose to the edge of my bed. I shakily read the message again and again. No matter how many times I scanned it, the message wouldn’t go away.
I dropped my phone to the floor. There was only one secret he could be referring to. My heart pounded at the thought of other freshmen finding out. What awaited me was unknown, however, I had no choice but to find out.
I anxiously stared at the clock all evening. Eventually, the time came for my meeting with Cole. After a stressful walk from my dorm, I reached the lamppost as instructed.
The lamp post was discarded when they renovated the school years ago. It no longer worked, but it operated as a pillar for folks to do drugs at during the day. It rested on the ground in the middle of a big grassy field. Next to it was a decaying park bench where Cole and his friends awaited me.
In the middle sat Cole. On Cole’s right and left were his friends from that same class. Tim Miller was the same size as Cole with shaggy black hair. Corey Woods was a little shorter, but much stronger than the two of them.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the football team’s new pet.”