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Subject: {ASSM} Adaptation:  Barbara's Training Collar - 3
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                     Adaptation: Barbara's Training Collar
                        Part 4 - Mated

 Several more weeks had passed  
 Barbara dressed carefully for her now weekly appointment with Mr.
Zeniger. Lacy lingerie and nylon stockings as undergarments. In
addition to her bra, panties and garter belt set, she donned a slinky
and matching lacy slip. Her lingerie was white in color. An expensive,
well-fitted blue colored dress with front close top and a skirt which
ended several inches above her knees. Her shoes were high-heeled pumps
in a dark navy color.
 She again entered the store of shopkeeper Alden Zeniger. He was
attending to some of the animals quartered in his store.
 "So nice to see you again, Mrs. Conover. So, tell me what can I do
for you today?"
 "Mr. Zeniger. I need my dog collar.  Can I have the one you picked
out last week!"
 "Of course! Come."  Barbara followed the shopkeeper along to the back
of the store.
 "Stool and wait. I'll find just the right one." 
 Barbara scooted herself up and onto the stool as she had been
trained. After the lovely woman was seated he glanced at her and
smiled warmly. Once again her short skirt and nice high-heeled pumps
showed an attractive length of her nylon covered legs. Today would be
a special day for the lovely Barbara Conover!
 Alden Zeniger retrieved the training collar, approached the seated
woman from behind and once again fastened the training collar around
Barbara's neck.
 "Sit, Mrs. Conover.  And pull up your skirt so I can see your legs."
Barbara shook her head briefly, but in short obeyed. She remained
seated on the stool.  Grasping her skirt hem, she tugged it up and
above the tops of her nylons, exposing a nice strip of smooth flesh
above the darker top portion of her nylons.
 "Please, Mr. Zeniger..." she pleaded, but he ignored her
protestations.
 Alden Zeniger moved to the store door, locked it and turned over a
sign which read, 'Closed.  Back in a While'.  This done he returned to
stand near the lovely blonde woman.
 Mr. Zeniger stood to Barbara's right. He was staring at Barbara. "...
delectable...let's get to work on the main event..."
 "Mrs. Conover, I want you to remember everything you did with me the
last few weeks when you were in my store. Do you remember what you
did?"
 Suddenly the activites of the prior weeks once again burned brightly
in her mind. "Yes, Mr. Zeniger."  The lovely blonde blushed furiously
and averted her eyes.
 "Good. Today we're going to continue your training. In fact, I am
going to take you to a new level..."
 "Please, Mr. Zeniger.  Don't make me do..." 
 "Quiet... Now I want you to do exactly as I say.  Understand?" 
 "Yes, Mr. Zeniger."  With the collar around her neck she had no
ability to resist his commands.
 "Yes, sir." Barbara sat on the stool and smoothed her skirt over her
nylon clad thighs. She placed her high heels squarely on the front 
rung of the stool.  She held her purse in her lap.
 Alden Zeniger considered the seated blonde woman as she squirmed
under his gaze.
 "Okay Mrs. Conover, stand up. Go to the mirror." 
 The fashionably dressed blonde slid her high heels to the floor and
stood up.  Once on her feet she walked to stand in front of the
mirror.
 Barbara looked at herself in the mirror.  She stood neatly dressed in
her blue dress, stockings and high heels.  With her chin raised high,
the dark leather collar stood out around her neck.  Her face colored
red as she took in her reflection.
 "Tell me what you see..."
 "I see a well-dressed woman wearing a dog collar around her neck..."
 "My, my. If the woman is wearing a dog collar, there must be a
reason..."  He delighted in watching the lovely woman fidgit under his
probings.
 "Sir?"
 "Surely a woman who voluntarily puts on a dog collar must be in need
of training, deserve to be treated like, dare I say accorded, the
status of a dog...a bitch to be exact!"
 Barbara's head drooped in shame.
 "Now, Mrs. Conover, It's time for 'your' training. Take off your
dress."
 Barbara's face turned a deeper red.  She fought for some strength of
resistance, but found none. The collar controlled her. "I'll do as you
ask, ...sir."
 "Very well, Mrs. Conover, proceed."  
 Barbara glanced around once in nervous expectation, then undid her
skirt. It slid down her nylon encased legs and fell to the floor. She
neatly picked it up and laid it on the counter. Alden Zeniger had to
suppress a smile when he saw the white garter belt and nylon stockings
with darker top bands on Barbara Conover's shapely thighs.
 Barbara she looked around nervously then straightened her white
panties around her slender hips. The lovely blonde now stood nude from
the waist down except for her panties and gartered nylon stockings.
The darker top bands contrasted nicely with the smooth flesh of her
shapely and athletically trim thighs.
 She reached both hands around to the front of her dress top. She
undid the buttons and then slipped of the top.  This action exposed
her well proportioned breasts confined in the lacy cups of her
brassiere.  Dressed now only in her lingerie, nylons and high heels,
she endured the lecherous examination of the bespectacled Mr. Zeniger.
 "Loosen your bra a little, my dear."
 Barbara fumbled with the bra fastners and loosened them as directed. 
  She felt a tug and her bra fell down and away from her breasts. She
had loosened shoulder straps. Now her bra dangled loosely from its
shoulder straps and her breasts sagged slightly.
 "Now it's time for you to once again be put in your place,
Barbara...Mrs. is a much above your status.  'Bitch' training time. 
Down, Barbara!  On your hands and knees."
 Barbara gulped. She had tears welling in her eyes as she shakily got
down on the floor on all fours. The wooden surface of the floor was
hard, and her nylon covered knees felt the painful contact with the
hard surface underneath them. Alden reached down and gave Barbara a
slap on the ass that made her jump.
 Mr. Zeniger had continued Barbara Conover's doggie training over the
course of the prior weeks.  He was shaping her to respond just like a
real dog...
 Alden opened a drawer and pulled out a long leash.  He stared at it
in stimulated anticipation.  Barbara, in turn, looked at the leash. 
Curiously, her eyes were filled with recognition, not revulsion.
 "Speak," he smiled as he looked at the kneeling blond.
 Barbara opened her mouth.  To her surprise and horror, the only word
that came out was, "Arf."
 Alden smiled as he grasped the collar around the lovely woman's neck
and clipped the leash onto it. The brown leather matched the collar
around her neck.
 "Let's go, bitch," he said out loud. The thought of having the lovely
Barbara Conover on her hands and knees, dressed in lingerie, nylons
and high heels stimulated him sexually.  He grasped the waistband of
Barbara's skimpy panties and lowered them down her nylon covered legs
to rest just above her knees.
 Alden tugged on the leash for effect, and Barbara began slowly
crawling on all fours across the floor towards the door to an
adjoining room. Barbara's ample white ass was high in the air. As she
crawled her cunt lips and little wisps of blonde hair were visible
between her legs. As she crawled, she moved her legs wider apart and
Barbara's cunt became fully visible below her pink ass cheeks.
 "Lead!" 
 Barbara Conover crawled just far enough away to satisfy Alden as his
eyes were kept fastened on the lovely blonde's now throbbing pussy as
she continued her crawl of shamed self-arrousal around the room.
 "What's the matter, bitch? Don't you like crawling?" Alden taunted
herself as she sobbed and continued crawling.
 "How-how can I do this!" she thought. "I've never been more degraded
in my entire life! N-never!"
 As she crawled, Barbara's panties slid down her nylon covered legs to
her ankles.  Alden reached down and pulled them over her high-heeled
pumps and fully removed them from the humiliated and tethered blonde.
 Barbara found herself emotionally trapped between the shame of what
she was doing and the knowledge that she could seemingly not deny the
commands which were issued to her.  She lowered her face as he tugged
the leash to a stop. She turned to face behind herself and Alden gave
her two hard slaps on her upturned ass.
 "Sit up!" he ordered.  
 Barbara got back up on her hands and knees. She teetered nervously on
her knees and toe tips of her high heels. Her breasts dangled loosely
in her brassiere.  Her arms were positioned with her elbows at her
sides, forarms straight out in front of her and her hands folded down.
 Dressed only in her lingerie, stockings and high heels, the lovely
homemaker was kneeling in the classic canine sitting postion.
 "Good doggie," Alden smiled as he patted her blond tresses.
 Barbara wanted to tell him to get away.  "Arf," was all the came from
her lips.
 "Heel, bitch."
 She put her hands on the floor and resumed crawling.  This time she
was at Mr. Zeniger's side. She kept her head just even with Alden
Zeniger's legs and adjusted her pace to his. She continued crawling
with the leash danglng on her side, reminding her of her position.
 She was guided to the door at the rear of the store. Alden reached
out and opened the door to the adjoining room. Barbara crawled through
the entryway. As soon as she entered the room she heard the lock close
securely behind her.
 She was extremely nervous. She knew that what she was doing was very
humiliating, but she couldn't seem to help herself. She had somehow
put herself in the hands of someone and something unknown and she had
no control over what would be done with her!
 "Keep moving. Don't you look up unless I tell you!"  
 Barbara continued crawling into the large, cluttered storeroom. Still
there were the desk, an old stuffed couch and some chairs.
 "Sit!"
 Barbara shook her head briefly and once again knelt in the canine sit
position.
 "Take off your bra.  I've got a little surprise for you." 
 Barbara fumbled with the expensive brassiere and unfastened the back
clasp. She lifted her arms and the bra was pulled off from her
breasts, her hands fluffing her short blonde hair in the process. The
action caused her bra to fall to the floor. Now Barbara was completely
nude above the waist. She was wearing only her garter belt, gauzy
nylon stockings and high-heeled pumps. She had Goosebumps on her upper
arms and she was shivering. Not from cold, but from the shame she was
feeling, and the excitement.
 Alden momentarily unclipped the leash from Barbara's dog collar. He
then took the end of the leash and looped it securely around a towel
rack on the side of a large, heavy work bench. This done, he
refastened the leash to her dog collar. Barbara was now tethered in
place by her leash on her knees in front of the imperious little man.
 "Sit, Barbara."  Instinctively Barbara knelt up on her knees, her
legs and high heels straight out behind her.
 "Rub your breasts for me, Barbara."
 Barbara lifted her body up so she was kneeling upright with her ass
resting on her nylon encased heels above her pumps. She kept her eyes
downcast as she began grabbing at her own large shapely breasts. They
were perfectly shaped, firm and her nipples were quite erect. She
winced as she pulled and twisted at them.
 Barbara began massaging her naked breasts as she knelt in her
lingerie, stockings and heels.
 "Rub your pussy, Barbara. Make it shiny and wet. Make it nice and
warm down there."
 With her head bowed, Barbara placed her right hand on her open pussy.
Kneeling in her lingerie, stockings and heels and tethered like a
tamed bitch, she performed the most intimate act of masturbating in
front of the litte man as well as the adjacent mirror. She began
moaning and rubbing faster and faster. Her hips began to hump and her
middle finger became a blur as it rubbed across her swollen clit. She
didn't know that behind the mirror a camcorder was recording the
entire scene.
 Faster and faster she rubbed until she finally got herself right at
the edge. She stayed there for a minute, her hips convulsing, her
whole body was shivering and she was moaning with her eyes closed. She
suddenly let out a yelp and her hips began moving back and forth again
as she squeezed off her orgasm. Her cunt leaked cum all over her hand.
"Sit...sit!"
Reluctantly, Barbara pulled her hand away from herself and knelt,
forarms out in front, hands drooping down.
 "Naughty doggie," Mr. Zeniger smiled.  "I have a new treat in store
for you."
 Barbara's pussy was a cauldron of hot juice. Alden made her kneel
once again on her hands and nylon covered knees. He led her to a
strange looking wooden device resting on the storeroom floor.
 "I built this especially for you, my dear."
 Barbara shuddered.  He made her crawl until her stomach rested
against a large padded rail, arms on one side, legs on the other. Her
wrists were fastened into wrist straps mounted several feet apart. 
Similarly he took Barbara's ankles and fastened them into ankle
straps.  The ankle straps were positioned so that her nylon covered
legs were fastened apart as she knelt. She bent over on her arms and
placed them straight down so her elbows were on the floor.
 This had the effect of making Barbara Conover kneel like a postulant
on her nylon covered knees and elbows, clad only in garter belt,
nylons and high heels. The position bowing her body slightly upward,
and her legs were wide apart at the ankles. She was helpless to move.
 Kneeling like and obedient doggie bitch tethered by collar and leash,
ankles and wrists fastened, Barbara Conover waited. Her nylon covered
knees ached in painful contact with the hard floor. Still she waited
and, eyes closed, wondering what her stern master had in mind for her.
 Alden Zeniger once again flipped the switch that would turn the
hidden video camera on. He wanted this all recorded for his own use.
She heard Alden leave to storeroom.  In time Barbara opened her eyes.
Several minutes later, she heard him return.  But she heard something
else - the padding of feet, panting and the jingling of....oh, god...a
metal dog collar.   A large German shepard followed Mr. Zeniger as he
returned.
 She raised up on her tethered hands and knees. She tried to get free
of her bindings.  Alden grabbed her collar, reached behind her and ran
his right hand over the near naked blonde woman's smooth ass. He
cupped each of the buns and pinched them. He lifted her hand in the
air and brought his palm down sharply, spanking the humbled blonde.
 "Owww!" Barbara wailed. 
 Again Alden slapped her own helpless ass.  
 "Owwwwwwww!" 
 Barbara moaned as Alden Zeniger began spanking her in earnest.
Slapping those full, ripe ass cheeks that hung there at her mercy
above the darker top bands of Barbara's nylon stockings. Alden was
rewarded each time by a wail from the lovely blonde's lips. After
about ten swats the stimulated man stopped and cupped her obedient's
pink buns lightly with both hands.
 "That ought to do for now...." 
 With that, Alden Zeniger brought the German shepard to the kneeling
woman.  He put his wet nose into Barbara's exposed crotch and sniffed.
 Sensing her juices he licked her.  The scent of the woman excited the
large canine and he jumped around, exposing his now erect penis.
 "Time for a little doggie style, Mrs. Conover," Alden chuckled. "Meet
your new mate, Rex."
 Barbara screamed as Mr. Zeniger helped the hairy beast put his front
paws up on the kneeling blonde's back.  With that Rex mounted the
kneeling woman from the rear and after several thrusts, rammed his
penis into her juicy pussy hole.  The huge doge humped his new breeder
mate furiously.  Barbara had little choice but to rock her own hips in
rhythm to her canine assault.
 Mr. Zeniger looked on in sadistic satisfaction. In an inspiration
born of the rut he was in, Alden made the lovely blonde bark for him
like a doggie bitch as the large shepard dog screwed her.
 "Arf, ark. Bark, bark," howled Barbara as the lust filled dog screwed
her energenically.  Then, with a grunt he exploded inside her. The
dog's cum filled her pussy.  After his first burst, Rex's penis slid
free on the kneeling blonde.  He continued to come as he humped her
with his penis on her stomach.  Cum shot everwhere - on her body, on
her stockings, on the floor.
 Finally the assault was over.  Barbara collapsed over the pad under
her stomach.  Rex reclined beside her.  Alden released Barbara from
her wrist and ankle fetters.  He sat in a chair some distance from
where the exhausted blonde lay crumpled.
 "Come," he said firmly.  Barbara stirred slowly and the crawled on
her hands and knees to her master.
 "Sit."
 Barbara 'sat'.  Clad still only in garter belt, stockings and high
heels, she looked a mess.  Dog cum dribbled from her pussy and onto
the tops of her nylons.  Streaks of now drying cum were seemingly
everwere on her.
 Mr. Zeniger reached out and cupped her large breasts which flopped
free in front of the kneeling woman.  She did not resist.  Her elbows
remained at her sides and her forearms remained out in front of her,
hands palm down.  He grasped her chin and tilted her head so her eyes
made contact with his.  As he leaned back on his chair, she kept her
head up as he wanted.
 "Did you like your little 'treat' Mrs. Conover?"  He smiled without
waiting for an answer. "From now on, Barbara, you are going to be
Rex's playmate.  You will mate with hime whenever he is in the mood,
which I  assure you will be quite often, probably each time you
return.  You will come to enjoy, even need, Rex's attention...and his
large cock....dog cock.
 Barbara shuddered but remained as she was.
 "Tell me you want Rex's cock, Mrs. Conover, tell me you are a dog
fucker."
 "Arf, arf."
 Alden smiled.  "Talk people!  Tell me again."
 Barbara's ears rang in shame as her speech came back.  "I, I want dog
cock...I want Rex's dog cock.   I'm a dog fucker.  I'm Barbara
Conover, doggie fuck."
 " Very good, Mrs. Conover, now would like you to demonstrate that you
know how to thank me," Mr. Zeniger said in a clinical tone of voice, 
"Barbara...Ask me for permission to suck my cock."
 Barbara looked up at the shopkeeper. She wanted to move to the door,
but her legs betrayed her. Facing directly at the shopkeeper she sank
slowly to her nylon covered knees.
 "When on your knees, you are the bitch, Barbie.  Say it!"
 Her face was flushed with humiliation. 
 "I am the b-bitch, Barbie." Barbara remained on her nylon covered
knees.
 "Do as you were told, Barbie."
 
 "Mr. Zeniger, I want to thank you....for my doggie fuck I...I want to
suck...suck you," she said with her head bowed to hide the red shade
of embarrassment which flooded her cheeks.

 The lovely Barbara Conover was kneeling on her nylon covered knees.
Doing as she was instructed, Barbara raised up on her knees. She
raised her face and received the lustful eyeing of Mr. Zeniger
 Barbara Conover, clad only in garter belt, nylon stockings and high
heels took as deep a breath as she could in her kneeling position. She
moved her bare arms so that they were positioned behind her back. She
clasped her hands together as if to demonstrate her compliance with
the shopkeeper's directive. Then, cheeks burning red with humiliation,
she averted her eyes and said, "I...Sir,..Mr. Zeniger, Sir...I want to
suck...I want to suck your cock." She hung her head in shame.
 Mr. Zeniger moved in the chair. Come here on your knees." 
 Cheeks still burning with humiliation, Barbara Conover crawled even
closer on her nylon covered knees. She did not move her arms from
their position behind her back. Her tits swung lazily in the skimpy
confines of her brassiere.
 As he watched the lovely woman kneeling and wearing only lingerie,
nylon stockings and high-heeled pumps, he thought briefly to himself.
Barbara Conover made an excellent doggie bitch.
 She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, teetering on her
high heels as she did so. Apart from her lacy garter belt she was left
kneeling with only her matching garter belt, her darker coffee brown
stockings, and her navy leather 4" heels. Her dark pussy thatch was
fully exposed.

 Barbara positioned herself kneeling in front of Mr. Zeniger. He
smiled at Barbara Conover and unzipped his pants. He then reached
inside and took out his cock and held it up to her ripe full lips.
Barbara's eyes bugged out of her head. She shook her head and clamped
her lips together. She knew what he wanted and was momentarily
determined not to give in.
 The shopkeeper sighed and got a stern, angry look on his face. With
his left hand he took hold of her chin and gently but firmly pulled
her as upright on her knees as her height would allow. This presented
her brassiere encased breasts to him. The shopkeeper saw that Barbara,
with tears of humiliation filling her beautiful blue eyes, had opened
her mouth in a wide oval. The shopkeeper let her settle back into her
nylon covered knees but he kept her head up with a firm grip on her
chin. He then took hold of his erect cock and once more presented it
to her mouth.
 All of Barbara's senses were at their peak. Her eyes watched his cock
as it moved towards her. It looked long and thick. It was dark in
color, all except the head which was a deep red. The opening at the
end of his penis looked like a mouth that was open. Now she could
smell it. It had a musky odor. The smell was strong and heady. Her
nose wrinkled in recoil to the power of his man smell.
 Now he was at her lips. The shopkeeper pressed his warm cock against
her lush lips. Slowly, Barbara opened her mouth wider to accommodate
his size. The shopkeeper's penis went inside. Barbara Conover's lips
stretched around his manhood. She wasn't sure if he'd fit. Her teeth
scrapped against his flesh. When the shopkeeper pushed his cock in
further and touched the back of her throat, her tongue automatically
came up and pressed itself against him. She discovered that his dick
had a tangy taste which made her salivate and swallow. When she did,
her mouth, which was now full of his cock, compressed around him,
squeezing him.
 The shopkeeper was in full rut. He left his cock fully in her mouth
for awhile so she could get used to it. He also wanted to admire the
sight of his prick inside the mouth of the haughty television anchor
hostess. His lust only built as his mind raced. Here she was, the
lovely Barbara Conover, dressed in garter belt, hosiery and high
heels. On her knees in front of him sucking him off as if she was a
common brothel whore.
  He set up a rhythm of moving his cock in and out of her mouth. 
Barbara nearly choked at first on her own spit as she tried to keep
up.  She realized that in order to keep from choking she would have to
swallow her spit as it formed. She made a sucking motion when he
pulled back and swallowed just before he pushed back in. Her mouth
made more saliva when he pushed back in.
 The shopkeeper was delighted that Barbara had become such a good
cocksucker. He fucked her face for a long while. All too soon to suit
him the shopkeeper felt a stirring in his balls and knew that it
wouldn't be long. He quickened his pace. Barbara struggled to keep up.
Her efforts only inflamed his lust more. He groaned and gave a hard
thrust and pressed her face hard into his crotch. Then with a cry of
animal passion he came into her mouth.
 Barbara nearly gagged as his stream of gism flooded her mouth and
throat. In huge gulps, she began to swallow his hot sticky cum. After
a few moments the stream of cum stopped and his cock began to deflate.
Barbara continued to move her tongue around, trying to clean the last
of his sperm from her mouth.
 The shopkeeper left his dick in her mouth and let her clean it as
well. Finally he pulled it out and stepped back. He looked down at the
lovely Barbara Conover, her body glistening with sweat from her
exertions, her head hung in defeat and shame. On her knees and dressed
only in garter belt, nylon stocking and high-heeled shoes she looked
magnificent. He smiled and stood up.

 "Okay Barbie, good girl.  Time for a treat.  Come." 
  Barbara again placed herself to her hands and knees.  She crawled to
where Alden Zeniger stood.  He placed a doggie bowl on the floor in
front of her...then a second with water. With a slight sniffle, she
lowered her head and began lap water from the water bowl.  She then
began to eat from the dog bowl which sat on the floor in front of her.
 'Barbie' was again spelled out in block letters around the outside!

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