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Dog Gone! Written by Mistress Michelle 1979 for Corporal Newspaper and appeared in many B&D magazines. The last time I did a photo shoot with Marquise Marie was 1979! It doesn't seem that long, it really seems like yesterday, but it has been years! I recently talked to this great Mistress and she is doing great and living in Michigan still. When I first arrived at Marquise Marie's, my slave and I entered the front door. My slave was on all fours, lead in by a chained leash. We greeted her and I sat down on the sofa next to her while my slave kneeled before our feet. We sat in her front living room discussing how we would do the photos and how they would correlate with a B&D story. I first said. " Why don't we make the slave a insurance agent that comes here then gets dominated by the two of us?" Marquise studied for a moment, "No, I have a better idea let's make him into a pizza boy that gets captured by the two of us? " After several cups of coffee, a idea struck me like a lighting bolt!!! Why make it a story? Let's make it for real. No stories what ever happens, happens." I looked at Marquise and she started to smile out of the corner of her mouth. Both of us looked at our unsuspecting slave who was kissing our boots. We were thinking the same thoughts of grabbing our boot slave. Before he had a chance to react Marquise and I started to pull his shirt from his back. By the time he realized what we were up to his tee shirt had been completely pulled off and thrown to the floor. Without haste we pulled at his pants. But this time we found some fight in our slave, he yelled at us to stop, " Mistress, hey, please don't take my pants off!" Seeing this was the real thing he grabbed tightly onto the sofa. We over whelmed him and he could fight us no more as his pants soon dropped to the floor. Then grabbing his ankles we pulled him from the sofa to the floor. The next step was to take him downstairs to the Marquise's dungeon. But that was a problem, he rejected to go. Marquise and I had no choice but to literally pull him down the basement stairs. The reluctant slave had no choice since we both pulled and tugged on his leash making his collar choke his neck. It was two against one and soon he found himself at the bottom of the steps. Our slave couldn't comprehend our next move, eventually the both of us psychically placed him inside, locking the door in back of him. He seemingly regained composure enough to peer through the bars like a caged animal. Marquise and I jaunty, verbally teased our slave and on occasions jabbed a long crop at him through the bars. He was used to harassment, but the tantalization he received was a bit perplexing. He stood motionless while Marquise jokingly spoke to him, "slave would you like to have your cock rubbed?" He was caught off guard and not knowing what to say, "Mistress I'm not sure?" I pulled at his cock making it erect to the touch, "Maybe you'd like a nice blow job?" He eyes enlarged, "Oh Mistress Yes!" Marquise Marie also made several gestures to our slave, "Would you like to have a nice beautiful blow job? I have someone upstairs who would be glad to do it!" I looked at her not knowing if she was kidding or not. Besides I didn't see anyone else there when we came in. I assumed it was a technique, a mind trip. I later found out she didn't play games. I later found out she didn't play games. We soon found ourselves bored and Marquise Marie started to unlock the cage door, "slave, Get OUT OF THERE NOW!" Marquise moved the slave from the cage over to a bondage device in the center of the room. It was a fairly long table that was used as a bondage table and stretching rack. The table was universal and served for more than one purpose. Marquise took full charge as I stood back in amazement. With the skill of a disciplinarian she skillfully cuffed the slave on the table. His legs were perpendicular to his body and bound in such a fashion he could not move. Trying not to get in her way I moved around the slave and exposed his non virgin asshole to the handle of Marquises crop. Slightly teasing the slave with the crop handle he soon became erect one more time. Marquise looked up at me, "This seems rather small, I think I should substitute this handle for something a bit larger. She reached down and grabbed his balls gently twisting them, "What do you think slave?" Pulling at his binds and veins popping from his neck he exclaimed, "Yes Mistress do anything you like!" That was all we needed to hear, "Marquise, I'll take over for you, go get a nice big dildo," I said. Marquise returned with a very long double headed dildo just right for his ass. His asshole was at the right angle for penetration, so she applied a little KY jelly and inserted the long dildo into his return. He moaned a little as the dildo entered the private regions of his behind. I rubbed his nipples while Marquise moved the dildo against his prostate gland causing his cock to secret sperm. Marquises movements did not flatter as she moved the dildo in piston like movements. "Mistress Michelle don't you think its about time he gets his asshole fucked by a real stud?" I looked at her, "What do you mean?" She was smiling in a teasing manner, " Remember, what I said about the black I had upstairs?" I looked over at her, "Yes, I do recall what you said!" Thinking she was playing a head trip with the slave, I went along with the game. She removed the dildo, "Untie him and I'll return with the black." I followed her orders not knowing what to expect. I had just finished freeing the slaves last cuff when I saw Marquise return with the black slave. He came running down the stairs and started to jump on me, throwing me kisses. He was black and he was a dog! I laughed and looked at the slave, "She did promise you a black, didn't she." His mouth was open and he was speechless. The dog jumped up next to him on the bondage table and I exclaimed, "Look Marquise two dogs!" Marquise Marie and I laughed hysterically and patted both slaves on the head. Both craved attention and moved there bodies close to us. Come to think of it, it is funny how both acted a like, enough to be brothers? Marquise Marie sat down in a very comfortable arm chair with one male slave in tow she picked up a small white cup and the black jumped around, well like a dog. Both were kneeling in anticipation to see what Marquise had I suspect the black knew it was something of which the aroma circled the cup. Marquise lifted the lid of the cup to disclose the sweet smell of chicken gravy. The white slave looked at the cup then the black. He still couldn't put two and two together, but I knew where the gravy would eventually end up. The black was eager to receive the luscious, delicious, rich gravy. No we didn't tease the black, he knew in time he would receive a reward. When the time was right Marquise stood and walked into another part of her dungeon revealing all sorts of bondage apparatus. She carried the white cup and the black followed, I pulled at the slaves leash and he crawled into the room. Marquise placed the cup in sight of the dog and we placed the slave on the "X" frame on the wall. Marquise quickly gagged the slave, I picked up a large clamp and tightened it around his cock and balls. With the clamp and gag in place we both applied nipple clamps giving them slight pulls in the process. We played with his bound cock giving him pleasure in the process. Out of the corner of my eye I gave Marquise a sly look, "Do you think our slaves should have a reward?" She looked over at the black, "Do you want a reward?" Apparently so because he wagged his tail! The black came running, opened his mouth and exposed some very sharp teeth, "Don't worry slave he won't bite you!" Picking the white cup up she smeared the slaves cock with brown chicken gravy. The dog went crazy and licked it clean. The black loved it and begged for more. Promptly she applied more gravy to the slave and once again the black licked it clean. It must have felt good because after each application of gravy the slaves cock was hard as a rock. Again and again gravy was applied to the slaves cock. And, again and again the black licked the gravy, until all the gravy in the cup was empty and there was no more. Once the cup was empty the black became bored stiff, left the room and went outside. Marquise looked at me, "Mistress since we have no more gravy for the black lets make our slave into a dog!" I started to untie the slave, " Good idea but what are we going to use for gravy?" Marquise untied one arm and I untied the other, "Oh, I don't know what makes you think we need more gravy?" The slave now completely untied kneeled before us. Marquise was wearing a very unique pair of pants, they zipped all the way around the crotch. I held the slave by his leash while she unzipped her slacks. I turned the slave on his back exposing Marquise's unzipped portion of her body. His tongue was hanging out ready and eager to lick the gravy from her pussy. Marquise kneeled before the unworthy slave making him a pawn for our use. I pushed his head into her crotch, "Eat her slave, you satisfy your Mistress." We not only had a slave to do our bidding but we made our slave into the dog he was meant to be. Marquise stood for a few moments then we pulled the slave away and Marquise sat teasingly before the slave on a small cushion stood exposing herself to the slave. He didn't know how to react with her beautiful pussy before him. Like the black he jumped with joy when Marquise gave him permission to eat her. To make sure her orders were carried out, I pulled his head around her pussy making sure the slave licked the area to her satisfaction. Soon Marquise's face showed expressions of delight and gratification. She put one hand on the back of the slaves head, rubbed his hair and stretched with the euphoria of orgasm. Marquise was enjoyed with the pleasure the slave had brought to her, so likewise we decided a reward would be in order for the dog slave. When dogs are good they usually receive a bone and this dog was different. Marquise removed a large dildo from the shelf, placed a generous amount of K-Y jelly on the dildo and pushed it into the rear of the slave. I patted his head, "You see dog when you're good you get a bone, err boner." We laughed blissfully while the dildo was buried deep into his ass. I pushed my pussy into his face and the slave reached for his cock. The dog must have been a good teacher because his warm moist tongue did the job on me. And like Marquise I too was soon finding contentment with orgasm from the slaves tongue. I moved my body back then the slave jacked himself off leaving his white gravy on the dungeon floor. Marquise Marie removed the dildo and then looked at me, " WELL DOG GONE!" The End Mistress Michelle ......Photos can be seen in |
