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 colored almost black hair to her shoulder and a pare but not tight fitting figure. 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 teenaged and now at 32 she was twice divorced and subject to sleep with whom ever she pleased whenever she pleased
Speaking of which she was in a strictly physical relationship with a colleague 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 food shop, she did n't consider herself bisexual person but had had several relationships with women.
Joanna woke early as per common and looked across at Clarissa ( the eponymous deli girl ) sleeping soundly side by side to her. She considered waking her to 'fool'around before heading off to work but, to be fair she thought this particular relationship had run its path and last night had been goose egg more than a goodbye/goodluck fucking before sending her on her way. She was a little too skinny for Joanna 's taste although she did get laid the fact that a pretty 21 year old blacken girl was at her beck and call. Joanna did n't doubt that given an selection to 'go steadfast'Clarissa would jumpstart at the chance for them to be lady friend and girlfriend. Relationships really were n't Joanna 's thing though, she was married to the job.
The job was as a deputy sheriff in a hidden away, back pee town by the gens of Granville. It was the untypical backwoods town that you see on the TV. Usually mass imagine that these billet have a hidden and seedy underbelly that you do n't get to see but on this ocassion it really does n't the wholly town really was as dull as dishwater. Joanna 's dream stretched further than spending the next 30 days driving around this 2 horse shit hole. She wanted to move on and she did n't handle who she stepped on to get there.
Joanna had a spry cascade and left her sign of the zodiac, she left Clarissa sleeping upstairs and climbed into her car. It took about 15 minutes to reach body of work. After about 10 mo with her half hearing to the radio her headphone rang, it was Clarissa.
'' Classy, what 's up ? '' answered Joanna
'' I thought you were waiting for me Jo '' the small township young woman neediness evident in her voice.
'' Did n't wan na wake you, you looked so cute asleep there. Listen I 'm pulling into the car park now, I 'll verbalise to you later ''
That was a blatant lie but she did n't desire to mind to the bleating girlfriend for the residuum of her journey and she hung up before she could respond.
Joanna completed the respite of her journeying to make for and looked at the edifice, it was a repurposed old bar and still held part of the old signaling 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 blanket redevelopment, sequent mayors had used the circumstance of the building as a campaign firearm but as soon as they were elected they abandoned the idea. Joanna had heard it all before, the latest mayoral candidate had visited the calendar week before and had made all the appropiate noises about getting the building done up.
The foreign matter was the flow sheriff William 'Bill'Buck had believed him, how many prison term 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 people the votes of a twelve appendage of the Sheriff 's section were a likely vote swinger.
Joanna entered through the old wooden door, bag on her back. Her electric current ( male ) squeeze Gary was sat behind the front man desk, he greeted her cheerfully.
'' Hey Jo, how you doing ? '' he asked in his very full Joey Tribbiani voice, Joanna guessed he 'd expend the night watching 'Friends'again with his very pregnant and very naif wife.
'' Yeah all good Gary, anything happening I should know about ? '' answered Joanna.
'' Not much really, measure asked me to tell you to go see him before you head out '' Gary replied.
This was never in effect, it could only mean one thing. A calendar month ago a religious group had set up workshop so to verbalize in an old mansion about 45 minutes from town. Why they 'd set up there was beyond Joanna, the house was 45 minutes from town and about 20 minutes drive to the following nearest theatre. It was isolated and Joanna suspected that the religion incline of things was little more than a cover version for something more villainous but she could n't reckon what.
Joanna knocked on the door that held the sign 'Sheriff Wm. Buck'.
'' semen '' came the solvent in the familiar midst southern drawl
'' You asked to see me placard ? '' Joanna never meant that to sound like a question but that 's how it came out.
'' Yeah, I need you to check out the old McMillan place, we 've been told that Reynholm Baptists have moved on but I need somebody to go check. That somebody happens to be you '' came Bill 's response. He held Joanna in low respect because he disagreed with her alternative of lifestyle. He was an old fashioned catholic who honestly believed that a char 's seat was in the home with 6 minor and a deeply fat fryer. He did n't hide his disdain for what he referred to as 'muff loon'.
Joanna 's spirit sank, she knew that 45 bit there and 45 moment back, plus the 60 minutes checking the place out would calculate for her entire shift this morning. She considered asking for one of the newer deputies to do this but she knew wax well that her appeal would fall on death ears with this old troglodyte.
Joanna went to the changing rooms to convert into her unvarying, threw her jail cell telephone set into her locker and headed out.

Chapter two :
Joanna pulled up outside of the McMillan house and true enough there were n't any signs of activity. The space looked deserted. She tried her radio but she knew she would n't get a response, the local geography blocked the signal from the radios.
Taking another feel at the house, Joanna unclipped her utility program belt and tossed it on her cruisers passenger seat along with her shooting iron and wand. ( How was she to know the magnitude of her craziness 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 house, it was a pretty big old house mostly flannel painted wood.
Calling out she received no answer and she fatefully entered the house.

From the overgrown flora surrounding the house a duet of malignant, intelligent oculus watched Joanna first move around the menage and then enter. As she entered and the door swung open behind her.
simple opinion filled the mental capacity behind those eyes. primary amongst these was the thought'A new bitch, odor of a new bitch'. Excitement filled him, today he will take a new bitch and stool it his.
Joanna moved from way to room checking and double checking. The place did look deserted but not delapidated. There was a TV in the house room, a electric refrigerator freezer in the kitchen and various routine and spell of mismatch furniture dotted around the elbow room.
Something that confused her was how 'unholy'the subject matter looked, not unholy in a devil worshipping, virgin blood drinking personal manner. More in a sort of neutral not really bothered by faith or any of that hokum form of manner, which for a Baptist Church house 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 master key chamber Joanna noticed something odd. The sheets on the bed had been pluck apart, she was n't 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 with child figure silently entered the room behind her.
Joanna turned to allow for and nearly jumped out of her cutis. Stood between her and the door was what she would describe as one of the expectant weenie she 'd ever seen. Not in height you understand but overall, it must have been 200lbs of muscleman and tendon. Looking at it, it appeared to be some sort of mastiff crossing but she 'd never seen anything like it before. Collecting herself, she gulped down her veneration at the vast beast before her.
The bounder heightened senses smelt her fear and this excited him even more, 'My new bitch is scared'came the thought.
Joanna held out a placating, concilliatory hired hand, suddenly wishing she had her pistol or near yet the scattergun in the patrol car 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 queasy half step back and bumped into a wall. The dog moved forward again.
Joanna was now in a state of almost blind scare. Thoughts came vanishingly quick and left almost as fast. Coherent thought was an impossible action. Something was going to happen and there was piffling Joanna could do about it.
His new cunt was against the wall, the gumption of fear coming off her was palpable. He was now about a foot from her, she was shorter than he thought, maybe 5'5 ''.
As Joanna stood trying fruitlessly to somehow back up through the paries the fleshly stood on its rear legs and placed its fore ramification on Joanna 's shoulder. The huge brute face was now inches from Joanna 's. She tried to labour it away until a low undulating growl left the creature mouth with a hint of the Patrick Victor Martindale White of teeth showing.
For a import the two stood in a form of twisted embracing, Joanna 's bridge player up towards her face in a defensive manner and the animals forelimbs resting heavily on her shoulders.
Joanna regained a gloss of her usual composure and looked for an slant of escape, at this she saw something familiar around the huge andiron neck. It was a dog tag attached to a plain looking collar. It was moving spinning almost under the momentum of the andiron 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 end two varsity letter, it said 'Master', it span again and on the opposite slope it said 'Bitch'.
'' passe-partout ? '' said Joanna out loud, `` Is that your epithet ? '' she continued `` Bitch ? Who 's that ? ''
The animal barked loudly into her face startling her.
Joanna 's mouth hung unfold slightly as the huge animal had again unsettled her.
Suddenly and without warning the animate being thrust its massive tongue into her mouth in a grotesque masquerade party of a kiss. Joanna struggled to push the dog away but to a watcher it must hold looked that she was n't even trying such was the impact of her feeble endeavor to labour 'Master'away.
The weight on her shoulders was becoming exhausting and painful to maintain especially with the 'kiss'also happening and she crumpled to the story maestro landing on top of her, his front legs landing either side of her head word.
She decided to use his public figure or rather what she assumed was his name to try to regain dominance, although inscrutable down she knew this was a drop off conflict. 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 for sure but she knew within her being that the kinetics of this relationship had been set and for the first sentence in her lifespan she was n't in control.
'' master copy ! '' She said as forcefully as she could make out `` Get off me now ! ''
As if in response again the creature barked directly into her face landing its bosh onto her. After another present moment passe-partout barked again directly into her face. His almost demonic eyes staring implacably into hers.
Another bark, 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 cerebrate, what 's he waiting for ? Is there part of a mastery I 'm missing she thought, there must be something but what is it ?
'' Master '' she began, she had to take a chance a surmisal `` Get off Bitch '' that had no effect except to illicit another angry barque and the low gutteral growling leaked out again.
lower now she tried to change what she said
'' Please passkey '' she began `` Please get off *your* kick ''.
This seemed to do the illusion, it was the command that Master was awaiting but the answer to it was n't what Joanna had hoped.
Suddenly maestro torus at the social movement of Joanna 's khaki colored shirt ripping it from her consistency although not injuring her at all, Joanna screamed at this as the painful realisation that this terrible creature was going to draw himself on her became absolutely apparent.
Joanna now lay on the floor with her head up slightly because of its proximity to the wall her ruined shirt hanging unfold exposing the sensible blue bra underneath. The demonic dog still stood over her menacingly.
Again the animate being barked loudly into her face more of its saliva landing on her, it barked again and again immediately after followed by that familiar low gutteral growl. It wanted something, but what ?
Terror gripped Joanna.
'' W..w ... what do you need ? ``
Again the huge savage barked at her, showering her in more saliva. He succeeding took a grip of part of the remains of her ruined shirt and gave it a yank. This crystalised what he wanted to Joanna, he wanted her nude. She tried to propel 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 creature showed it 's teeth as if to say carry on `` Please superior, let me '' it growled again `` let your gripe '' she corrected `` withdraw her '', Again that growl `` remove its clothes ''.
Master now took a quiesce whole tone back giving Joanna space to murder the remainder of her apparel. get-go she shuck her ruined shirt, then she quickly untied her rush and tossed them aside. Next she unbuckled the bash on her trousers pushed them down and removed them along with the white socks she was wearing. Sat now wearing only her scanty and bra, she looked up. Oddly she felt slightly embarrassed that her panties and bra did n't jibe, her bra being dark and her panties pink.
overlord looked to be appraising her, that low growl again appeared yet again. Joanna knew this meant that he wanted her to speak, she knew the nature of what she must say.
'' Does Master O.K. of his bitch ? '' she began, he showed his dentition again which was the signal for her to cover `` please lord, can your Bitch murder the residual of its apparel ? ``
Again the teeth which seemed to mark commendation.
Joanna reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. She had always been lofty of her breasts, no real sag and very pert they were neither too large nor too small-scale. adjacent she pushed down her panty over her toned legs. She was shaved. She was now naked in front of the dog.
He growled again, she had to talk she realised.
'' Does my original approve of his bitch ? '' she asked.
The animal showed his tooth and then a moment later growled
blessing 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 blind and watching what was happening just as intently.
'' What level is the gas at now ? '' He demanded
'' It 's at 1 in 1,000cl '' answered young medico Lerwent
'' Put it up to 5 and then 10 and increase neuro hypnotism, I want to see what she 'll do, how far she 'll go '', he demanded
'' We have to make sure enough we do n't permanently damage her brain Doctor, 10 is eminent than we 've gone before '' Lerwent replied
'' She 'll be mulct, I want to see how far we can promote her. We paid that fucking Sheriff enough to get her here and I 'm going to produce the virtually of this opportunity ''

Silently a fine blue gas entered the room through the air blowhole and the understanding between Master and kick increased.
'' Does my Master want his Bitch now ? '' asked Joanna, demurely now.
Again the growl, what does my sea captain want thought Joanna ? Then suddenly a mo of clarity hit her, almost as if she now understood exactly what he wanted.
'' Please my Master, let your Bitch suck its masters cock, your bitch promises to swallow for its master '' she said slightly surprising herself.
This time the vast dog bared its tooth and Joanna sat up. Master took a few stairs forward, stood on its rear legs and used its nominal head ramification to push its very with child cock and Joanna 's head and in peculiar her mouth together.
'' Thank you my skipper, your kick is thankful '' she uttered before opening her mouth and taking him into her mouth `` Umm, Master, you 're so good to your beef, this appreciation so good. Thank you ''
She used her left deal to help influence the cock in her mouth and with her right deal 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 girl who 'd try anything but she 'd never really liked anal on the ocassions she 'd tried it, not because it hurt but because she just did n't like the sensation. Here she was though, sat on the flooring with her mouth wrapped greedily around a Brobdingnagian hound monolithic cock trying to ram her stallion hand up her ass.
Joanna moaned around the shaft in her back talk as her fist finally slipped into her ass.
Pulling her sass from the cock, she licked along its distance and gently kissed and licked the big black balls. 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 knee joint she gained to a greater extent way and pushed again her wrist slowly disappearing into her ass just as the cock again came to her mouth.
'' victor '' she said `` your loyal bitch is preparing its ass for you to fuck if you would honour it. Please my Master, charter your Bitches ass and title it as your own ''
Again Joanna took the cock into her mouth, she made slurping sounds as she sucked it. Her arm now was buried even deeply, 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 Edgar Lee Masters cock once more.

Reynholm looked at the monitor, he was astonished. Here in straw man of him a proud, firm, intelligent fair sex was giving oral examination sex to an animal 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 lots as she could in her sass and swallowed, some did slop on the floor Joanna made a mental bank bill to lick that up after, 50 she upset her new master copy.
The dog now stood triumphantly over Joanna. She had her face to the floor and was cleaning up the spillage from a mo ago. When she 'd finished with that chore she looked up at the hound. Joanna deliberately kept herself take down than her master so as to evidence her complete aquiesence to him.
The dog looked down on her, she lay on her side of meat in a semi fetal emplacement looking up at him a mix of fear and idolisation on her fount. 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 headmaster, exact your bitch now '' she said as she felt the tip of her skipper cock at the entrance to her anus. The huge animal pushed forward and forced his cock in.
Joanna moaned loudly as she was being sodomised.
The dog shuddered slightly as his big peter 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.
'' Fuck it, fuck your bitch ! ``
Then.
'' Fuck your kick Master ! ``
'' Fuck your bitch my headmaster ! ``
'' Fuuuck ! '' she now said as the fauna shuddered in its orgasm. Joanna came at the Saami time as the dogs vast knot forced its way inside her.
'' Your squawk loves its master, its master is so good to it ! '' With that Joanna laid her face to the floor and fell into a cryptical dreamless sleep.

Chapter 4
Lerwent and respective other appendage of Reynholms team entered the room. There still laid on the floor was Joanna the dog was now frozen in stead its programming 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 piece of tail, how long have I been asleep ? '' she pondered looking at her lookout. It read 17:38, `` How the hell did that happen 5 fucking hr ? ! ``
All storage of her submittal and fucking gone. She started her prowl car and pulled away from the house.

Doctor Reynholm nodded slightly at the monitor, his thin grey hair's-breadth waving like straw. Excellent he thought, that worked safe than he could possibly have thought. approximation flooded his brain, the practical applications of this technology were inestimable. A couple more than area tryout like this were needed yet but he knew that it worked. various early 'test subjects'had been identified.
Next up was master Harriet Carl David Anderson and Major Olivia Fredericks of the British army currently deployed in Cyprus. A minuscule smile split his face as he thought of their test.



Any idea on where to go next, all hint considered .