Chapter one

Joanna Strayer loved her job. She 'd been a cop for nearly 10 years now and had enjoyed it. She was traditionally attractive with very dark almost disastrous whisker to her shoulders and a trim but not penny-pinching pattern. Several people had compared her to the actress Trieste Dunn but she could n't see it herself. Her parents died when she was a adolescent and now at 32 she was twice divorced and content to sleep with whom ever she pleased whenever she pleased
public speaking of which she was in a strictly physical relationship with a fellow from work by the name of Gary Fouldes but he was married and it was destined to go nowhere. She was also sleeping with a waitress from a local delicatessen, she did n't consider herself bisexual but had had respective human relationship with cleaning lady.
Joanna woke early as per usual and looked across at Clarissa ( the eponymous food shop girl ) sleeping soundly succeeding to her. She considered waking her to 'fool'around before heading off to figure out but, to be honest she thought this particular relationship had run its course and last night had been nothing more than a goodbye/goodluck nookie before sending her on her way. She was a small too tightfitting for Joanna 's sense of taste although she did get laid the fact that a pretty 21 year old nigrify girl was at her beck and vociferation. Joanna did n't doubt that given an alternative to 'go steady'Clarissa would stick out at the luck for them to be girlfriend and lady friend. kinship really were n't Joanna 's thing though, she was married to the job.
The job was as a surrogate sheriff in a hidden away, indorse H2O town by the name of Granville. It was the atypical backwoods Town that you see on the TV. Usually people imagine that these places have a hidden and seedy underbelly that you do n't get to see but on this ocassion it really does n't the whole town really was as dull as dishwater. Joanna 's ambitions stretched further than spending the next 30 years driving around this 2 knight prick hole. She wanted to move on and she did n't care who she stepped on to get there.
Joanna had a prompt shower and left her house, she left Clarissa sleeping upstairs and climbed into her car. It took about 15 minutes to reach work. After about 10 arcminute with her half listening to the radio her speech sound rang, it was Clarissa.
'' Classy, what 's up ? '' answered Joanna
'' I thought you were waiting for me Jo '' the small town girl want evident in her voice.
'' Did n't wan na wake you, you looked so precious asleep there. take heed I 'm pulling into the car ballpark now, I 'll speak to you later ''
That was a blatant lie but she did n't want to listen to the bleating girl for the relief of her journey and she hung up before she could respond.
Joanna completed the residual of her journeying to exercise and looked at the building, it was a repurposed old bar and still held constituent of the old signboard on its frontage. This had led it to its nickname of 'The Bish'as in 'Bishops Bar'.
The Sheriffs department building was delapidated and needed encompassing renovation, sequential mayors had used the term of the building as a campaign while but as soon as they were elected they abandoned the estimate. Joanna had heard it all before, the latest mayoral candidate had visited the workweek before and had made all the appropiate racket about getting the building done up.
The strange thing was the stream sheriff William 'Bill'Buck had believed him, how many times have we heard this Joanna had said but still the old fool had fallen for it. In a town of little More than 5,000 hoi polloi the votes of a XII members of the Sheriff 's department were a potential voter turnout swinger.
Joanna entered through the old wooden doorway, bag on her back. Her current ( male ) squeeze Gary was sat behind the front desk, he greeted her cheerfully.
'' Hey Jo, how you doing ? '' he asked in his very outdo Joey Tribbiani vox, Joanna guessed he 'd pass the night watching 'Friends'again with his very significant and very unenlightened wife.
'' Yeah all good Gary, anything happening I should recognize about ? '' answered Joanna.
'' Not much really, pecker asked me to tell you to go see him before you head out '' Gary replied.
This was never honorable, it could only mean one thing. A month ago a spiritual group had set up shop so to speak in an old house about 45 transactions from town. Why they 'd set up there was beyond Joanna, the star sign was 45 minutes from town and about 20 minutes drive to the side by side nearest house. It was isolated and Joanna suspected that the religion incline of matter was little more than a cover for something more nefarious but she could n't ideate what.
Joanna knocked on the room access that held the house 'Sheriff Wm. Buck'.
'' Come '' came the answer in the familiar thick southern drawl
'' You asked to see me charge ? '' Joanna never meant that to vocalize like a question but that 's how it came out.
'' Yeah, I need you to turn back out the old McMillan topographic point, we 've been told that Reynholm baptists have moved on but I need somebody to go confirmation. That individual happens to be you '' came banker's bill 's response. He held Joanna in low esteem because he disagreed with her choice of lifestyle. He was an old fashioned catholic who honestly believed that a woman 's place was in the home with 6 Thomas Kid and a inscrutable fat fryer. He did n't hide his disdain for what he referred to as 'muff divers'.
Joanna 's heart sank, she knew that 45 minutes there and 45 minutes back, plus the 60 minutes checking the place out would account for her entire shift this morning time. She considered asking for one of the Modern deputies to do this but she knew replete well that her ingathering would fall on death capitulum with this old troglodyte.
Joanna went to the changing elbow room to change into her uniform, threw her cell phone into her footlocker and headed out.

Chapter two :
Joanna pulled up outside of the McMillan sign and true enough there were n't any signs of activeness. The shoes looked deserted. She tried her tuner but she knew she would n't get a response, the topical anaesthetic geography blocked the signal from the radios.
Taking another look at the house, Joanna unclipped her service program belt and tossed it on her cruisers passenger seat along with her pistol and wand. ( How was she to screw the magnitude of her folly in doing so ? )
It was a hot day and getting hotter and the extraneous weight of her belt was n't something she wanted to carry around. Joanna walked around the theatre, it was a pretty big old family mostly white painted wood.
Calling out she received no answer and she fatefully entered the house.

From the overgrown vegetation surrounding the planetary house a pair of malignant, thinking middle watched Joanna low gear movement around the house and then enter. As she entered and the door swung out-of-doors behind her.
Simple thoughts filled the psyche behind those eyes. Primary amongst these was the thought'A new bitch, flavor of a new bitch'. Excitement filled him, today he will postulate a new beef and piss it his.
Joanna moved from room to elbow room checking and double checking. The place did face deserted but not delapidated. There was a TV in the class way, a fridge freezer in the kitchen and diverse number and objet d'art of mismatched furniture dotted around the rooms.
Something that confused her was how 'unholy'the capacity looked, not unholy in a devil worshipping, virgin blood drinking manner. More in a sort of impersonal not really bothered by religion or any of that meaninglessness sort of style, which for a baptists household was odd to say the least.
She called out again and again. Once she 'd checked downstairs she cautiously moved upstairs.
As she looked in what she assumed to be the passe-partout bedroom Joanna noticed something rum. The sheets on the bed had been torn apart, she was n't for sure what was most odd, the fact that the sheets had been left behind or the fact that something had torn them apart.
As Joanna looked around a large digit silently entered the room behind her.
Joanna turned to leave and nearly jumped out of her peel. Stood between her and the room access was what she would describe as one of the biggest andiron she 'd ever seen. Not in height you understand but overall, it must have been 200lbs of muscle and brawniness. Looking at it, it appeared to be some sort of mastiff interbreeding but she 'd never seen anything like it before. Collecting herself, she gulped down her care at the huge beast before her.
The hotdog heightened mother wit smelt her fright and this excited him even more, 'My new kick is scared'came the thought.
Joanna held out a placating, concilliatory hired man, suddenly wishing she had her pistol or ripe yet the scattergun in the cruisers trunk on her now.
'' Hello boy '' she tried to control the quiver in her voice unsuccessfully
The huge dog took a step forward and growled menacingly. As he took a step forward Joanna took a nervous half stair back and bumped into a wall. The dog moved forward again.
Joanna was now in a state of almost blind panic. Thoughts came vanishingly quick and left almost as fast. Coherent thought was an impossibility. Something was going to happen and there was petty Joanna could do about it.
His new bitch was against the wall, the signified of fear coming off her was tangible. He was now about a understructure from her, she was shorter than he thought, maybe 5'5 ''.
As Joanna stood trying fruitlessly to somehow back up through the rampart the animal stood on its tooshie ramification and placed its fore legs on Joanna 's shoulders. The huge animals face was now inches from Joanna 's. She tried to push it away until a low undulating growl left the animals mouth with a hint of the white of teeth showing.
For a consequence the two stood in a variety of twisted embrace, Joanna 's hands up towards her face in a justificative manner and the animals forelimbs resting heavily on her shoulders.
Joanna regained a illusion of her usual composure and looked for an angle of escape cock, at this she saw something familiar around the huge dogs neck. It was a dog tag attached to a champaign looking arrest. It was moving spinning almost under the momentum of the dogs breathing.
'' What 's on your tag ? '' Joanna said aloud.
Mast ... it moved around, it was blue on this side.
Bit ... .. it moved around again, it was pink on this side.
The 'mast'side rotated back into view, she 'd missed the finale two letters, it said 'Master', it span again and on the polar side it said 'Bitch'.
'' master copy ? '' said Joanna out loud, `` Is that your epithet ? '' she continued `` Bitch ? Who 's that ? ''
The animal barked loudly into her human face startling her.
Joanna 's backtalk hung open slightly as the huge animal had again unsettled her.
Suddenly and without warning the animal thrust its monumental knife into her mouth in a grotesque masquerade of a buss. Joanna struggled to push the dog away but to a watcher it must have looked that she was n't even trying such was the impact of her nerveless effort to push 'Master'away.
The system of weights on her articulatio humeri was becoming exhausting and sore to sustain especially with the 'kiss'also happening and she crumpled to the floor sea captain landing on top of her, his look legs landing either side of her head.
She decided to use his name or rather what she assumed was his public figure to try to regain dominance, although trench down she knew this was a lost competitiveness. She realised that the dog was indeed called 'Master'and she suspected that 'Bitch'was her, how she knew this. She could n't be sure but she knew within her being that the kinetics of this kinship had been set and for the first time in her life she was n't in control.
'' Master ! '' She said as forcefully as she could pull off `` Get off me now ! ''
As if in reaction again the fauna barked directly into her face landing its drivel onto her. After another consequence passe-partout barked again directly into her grimace. His almost satanic eyes staring implacably into hers.
Another barque, followed by a low rumbling growl and then seconds later a further bark. He was waiting for something.
Joanna knew this but what was it ? She had to suppose, what 's he waiting for ? Is there share of a instruction I 'm missing she thought, there must be something but what is it ?
'' Master '' she began, she had to pretend a guess `` Get off Bitch '' that had no effect except to illicit another wild bark and the low gutteral growling leaked out again.
Lower now she tried to commute what she said
'' Please Master '' she began `` Please get off *your* bitch ''.
This seemed to do the trick, it was the mastery that captain was awaiting but the response to it was n't what Joanna had hoped.
Suddenly Master torus at the straw man of Joanna 's khaki colored shirt ripping it from her body although not injuring her at all, Joanna screamed at this as the awful actualisation that this terrible creature was going to storm himself on her became absolutely apparent.
Joanna now lay on the floor with her psyche up slightly because of its propinquity to the wall her deflower shirt hanging afford exposing the sensible blue bra underneath. The demonic dog still stood over her menacingly.
Again the animal barked loudly into her expression more of its saliva landing on her, it barked again and again immediately after followed by that familiar low gutteral growling. It wanted something, but what ?
little terror gripped Joanna.
'' W..w ... what do you want ? ``
Again the huge beast barked at her, showering her in more saliva. He next took a grip of percentage of the stiff of her washed-up shirt and gave it a Northerner. This crystalised what he wanted to Joanna, he wanted her defenseless. She tried to move but the dog again emitted that low growl. Joanna tried to speak but it growled once more. He wanted more.
'' Please Master '', she quivered. The animal showed it 's teeth as if to say carry on `` Please lord, let me '' it growled again `` let your kick '' she corrected `` remove her '', Again that growl `` take away its dress ''.
passkey now took a quiesce footmark back giving Joanna space to hit the oddment of her apparel. First she shuck her ruined shirt, then she quickly untied her boots and tossed them aside. next she unbuckled the belt on her trouser pushed them down and removed them along with the Patrick White socks she was wearing. Sat now wearing only her pantie and bra, she looked up. Oddly she felt slightly embarrassed that her step-in and bra did n't match, her bra being juicy and her step-in pink.
professional looked to be appraising her, that low growling again appeared yet again. Joanna knew this meant that he wanted her to speak, she knew the nature of what she must say.
'' Does original O.K. of his beef ? '' she began, he showed his tooth again which was the signal for her to go forward `` delight Master, can your Bitch remove the residual of its clothes ? ``
Again the teeth which seemed to scar commendation.
Joanna reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. She had always been lofty of her tit, no rattling sag and very pert they were neither too large nor too small. future she pushed down her panties over her intone stage. She was shaved. She was now naked in front of the dog.
He growled again, she had to verbalise she realised.
'' Does my Master approve of his Bitch ? '' she asked.
The animal showed his tooth and then a bit later growled
Approval followed by something else, but what ?

Chapter 3

prof Reynholm sat looking at the monitor his squad around him. He could clearly see Joanna on it, his team busied themselves around him looking at various other screens and watching what was happening just as intently.
'' What stage is the gas at now ? '' He demanded
'' It 's at 1 in 1,000cl '' answered young doctor Lerwent
'' Put it up to 5 and then 10 and increase neuro proposition, I want to see what she 'll do, how far she 'll go '', he demanded
'' We have to make sure we do n't permanently damage her brain Doctor, 10 is higher than we 've gone before '' Lerwent replied
'' She 'll be ticket, I want to see how far we can labor her. We paid that fucking Sheriff enough to get her here and I 'm going to give the most of this opportunity ''

Silently a fine blue gas entered the way through the air vents and the intellect between passkey and Bitch increased.
'' Department of Energy my Master need his gripe now ? '' asked Joanna, demurely now.
Again the growl, what does my maestro want thought Joanna ? Then suddenly a present moment of lucidity hit her, almost as if she now understood exactly what he wanted.
'' Please my professional, let your Bitch suck its Masters cock, your bitch promise to swallow for its professional '' she said slightly surprising herself.
This time the huge dog bared its teeth and Joanna sat up. Master took a few gradation forward, stood on its butt branch and used its front line legs to campaign its very large stopcock and Joanna 's drumhead and in finical her mouth together.
'' Thank you my skipper, your Bitch is grateful '' she uttered before opening her mouth and taking him into her oral fissure `` Umm, Master, you 're so good to your Bitch, this tastes so secure. give thanks you ''
She used her left hand to aid work out the dick in her mouth and with her aright helping hand she started to play with herself. Again she surprised herself when, rather than playing with her coochie as she normally would she slipped first one finger, then two, three, four, five into her ass. Joanna was an adventurous little girl who 'd try anything but she 'd never really care anal on the ocassions she 'd tried it, not because it hurt but because she just did n't like the sense impression. Here she was though, sat on the floor with her mouth wrapped greedily around a vast detent massive cock trying to force her integral deal up her ass.
Joanna moaned around the hammer in her mouth as her fist finally slipped into her ass.
Pulling her mouth from the cock, she licked along its length and gently kissed and licked the big black Ball. She began to aggressively fist herself, her hand now wrist deep in her ass. She wanted to go deeper, she knew she could if she tried. Repositioning herself onto her knees she gained more than room and pushed again her wrist slowly disappearing into her ass just as the stopcock again came to her mouth.
'' Master '' she said `` your loyal bitch is preparing its ass for you to fuck if you would honour it. please my victor, adopt your squawk ass and title it as your own ''
Again Joanna took the stopcock into her sassing, she made slurping sounds as she sucked it. Her arm now was buried even abstruse, almost to her elbow joint, it could n't go any further and instead she started to aggressively fist herself again moaning loudly around her masters cock once more.

Reynholm looked at the monitor, he was astonished. Here in front man of him a proud, strong, intelligent woman was giving viva sex to an carnal whilst aggressively fisting her own ass. How much further can we push her he thought ?

Joanna was by now moaning incessantly but reluctantly she removed her hand from her ass as her master had now started to cum. Joanna caught as much as she could in her mouth and swallowed, some did spill on the floor Joanna made a genial promissory note to lap up that up after, lest she upset her new master.
The dog now stood triumphantly over Joanna. She had her font to the level and was cleaning up the release from a here and now ago. When she 'd finished with that labor she looked up at the blackguard. Joanna deliberately kept herself get down than her master so as to testify her double-dyed aquiesence to him.
The dog looked down on her, she lay on her side in a semi foetal position looking up at him a mix of fearfulness and adoration on her case. He wanted her now and decided to take her.
'' Are you taking your bitch now master ? '' she asked. She turned around and presented herself to him her ass in the air.
'' That 's it schoolmaster, take your bitch now '' she said as she felt the tip of her masters cock at the incoming to her anus. The huge animal pushed forward and forced his shaft in.
Joanna moaned loudly as she was being sodomised.
The dog shuddered slightly as his big cock bottomed out in her.
Once he was buried in her he began to pump in and out fast. With each pump Joanna moaned.
'' Ugh ! ``
'' Ugh ! ``
'' Ugh ! ``
Then.
'' nooky it, fuck your bitch ! ``
Then.
'' Fuck your gripe Master ! ``
'' Fuck your beef my Master ! ``
'' Fuuuck ! '' she now said as the animal shuddered in its orgasm. Joanna came at the Saami time as the dogs huge mi forced its way inside her.
'' Your bitch loves its superior, its master is so well to it ! '' With that Joanna laid her boldness to the flooring and fell into a trench dreamless sleep.

Chapter 4
Lerwent and respective other members of Reynholms team entered the room. There still laid on the floor was Joanna the dog was now frozen in topographic point its programing complete. hours passed while the team cleaned up and redressed Joanna. When this was done they returned the dog to the lab and sat Joanna back in her cruiser.
Joanna awoke with a start.
'' What the fuck, how long have I been asleep ? '' she pondered looking at her sentinel. It read 17:38, `` How the the pits did that happen 5 screw 60 minutes ? ! ``
All memory of her submittal and fucking gone. She started her cruiser and pulled away from the house.

Doctor Reynholm nodded slightly at the monitor, his thin Lady Jane Grey hair waving like pale yellow. Excellent he thought, that worked in force than he could possibly birth thought. Ideas flooded his brain, the virtual applications of this technology were immeasurable. A couple to a greater extent domain tests like this were needed yet but he knew that it worked. several other 'test subjects'had been identified.
Next up was Captain Harriet Phil Anderson and John R. Major Olivia Fredericks of the Brits USA currently deployed in Cyprus. A small smile split his face as he thought of their test.



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