Laura and Lucy beat a Pro Linebacker into being Lucy's boy toy.

Lucy is sitting on the sofa deep in thought. She enjoys the time she spends with Laura and Bruce, but lately something just doesn't feel right. She has become despondent and moody, and sits around staring into space a lot. Laura is beginning to worry about her, because she doesn't know what is wrong. Lucy is her best friend and she hates to see her in this condition. Finally tiring of seeing her this way, she decides to corner her and find out.

She takes the end of Bosco's leash and orders him to heel. Once he is behind her, they go to the living room to confront Lucy. She is sitting there staring at the wall, like she has been doing for almost a month now. Laura bends her left leg and sits down on the sofa facing her. Her right foot, which is still resting on the floor, is instantly attacked by Bosco. Tender kisses and a licking tongue go to work on his owners bare foot while she interrogates Lucy.

"OK Lucy, spill. What the hell has been wrong with you this past month? You're always listless and moody, and sit around staring at nothing instead of joining us in the bedroom for fun and games like you used to. Now what gives?" Lucy turned and looked at her a few seconds, before turning back to stare at the wall. "Oh no you don't girl. I'm your best friend and I'm not leaving you alone until I find out what your problem is. I've let it go this whole month, thinking you would snap out of it, but you haven't. Now talk to me girl."

Tears came to Lucy eyes as she turned and looked at Laura again. "I'm sorry Laura. I don't mean to spoil your good time." Laura took her in her arms and hugged her. "You're not spoiling anything Lucy. But I'm worried about you. You used to come here three or four times a week, but this is only the third time we've seen you this month. We miss the good times we had together." "Don't we Bosco?" "Yes Mistress Laura." "See, Bosco even misses you in the bedroom with us. Now what the hell has been wrong lately?"

"I don't know Laura. I guess I feel like the odd man in our fun and games. I enjoy the times we have, but Bruce is yours and I sometimes feel like I'm intruding when I spend time with him." "I have him all of the time Lucy. And we have so much fun when we're all together. If you think I'm jealous of the time you spend with him, then you don't know me very well." "No, that's not what I think. It's just....I don't know, it's hard to explain. I wish there were two of him, then I wouldn't feel like a third wheel."

"May I speak, Mistress Laura?" Bruce asked. "Is it relevant to what we're talking about. Or are you going to say something foolish that I will beat you for?" "I think so Mistress Laura. Please let me say something." "Alright Bosco, but you've been warned." "I think Miss Lucy needs her own slave to do her biding. Then she wouldn't feel so out of place, and would go back to the Miss Lucy we love." Laura and Lucy looked at him for a few seconds, before a large smile filled their pretty faces. "You get a special treat tonight Bosco, That's an excellent idea." What do you think Lucy?" "I think he's right."

"Thank you Bruce. I never would have thought of that." "You're welcome Miss Lucy. I hated to see you so sad myself. I'm glad I could help." "OK!" Laura said. "Now, who do we choose to turn into a boy toy for you Lucy girl?" "I don't know. Like I said, I never would have thought of that." "Bosco, who else on the team is single and good looking?" Laura asked. Bruce thought for a moment before smiling. "Well, Brad Thompson was a friend of mine before you took over my life Mistress Laura. And he thinks he is Gods gift to women. He needs to be shown his place more then any man I've ever met."

"Brad Thompson...Brad Thompson. Go get the team roster Bosco. I can't seem to place him." "Yes Mistress Laura. May I get up on my feet please?" "Yes you may, and hurry it up." "Yes Mistress Laura." He run to his Den and retrieved the team roster book and brought it back to the girls. "Good boy Bosco. Now back where you belong." "Yes Mistress Laura." He dropped back to his knees and went back to kissing and licking her bare foot. "OK, Lucy. Let's see what Brad Thompson looks like, and if you like him."

After seeing his picture, they remembered him. "How about it Lucy.? Does he look good enough for you?" "Yes, he'll do just fine. But how do we accomplish this. I don't think I could beat him up. So how will I get him to be my slave?" "Don't worry Lucy, I'll help you. And I'll bet you're a better fighter then you think. I didn't dream I could whip Bruce either, until he pissed me off. Then I was so mad I just reacted instead of thinking about it. And since he's licking my bare foot like a little puppy, you can see I succeeded. So don't worry about it, we'll think of something."

They had Bruce call him and invite him over for dinner Friday night. Laura and Lucy sat on the sofa making plans, while Bruce was ordered to make them some lunch. When Friday finally arrived, Lucy was a nervous wreck. She was afraid the whole plan would backfire and someone would get hurt. She also worried that Laura would lose Bruce as a slave if things went terribly wrong. Brad could upset everything, and help Bruce out of his life of servitude. Lucy didn't want that to happen. Laura had never been so happy.

The doorbell rang and Bruce let him in. Laura had given Bruce permission to be a normal man for the evening, until they began to execute their plan. They all sat down to a nice dinner, and Lucy got the chance to know Brad better. By the time dinner was over, the two girls came to the same conclusion. Bruce had been right. Brad Thompson was conceited, and full of himself. His ego and pride in who he was, certainly needed to be straightened out. It was going to be a pleasure to break this man.

Laura opened the bedroom door for the two men to enter. Brad's eyes were glued to Lucy's sweet looking peach colored young body when he walked through the door. The wide smile on his face, showed he approved of what he was looking at. As soon as they were inside, Laura closed the door behind them and Lucy punched the button on the remote. The iron gates and window bars fell into place, trapping Brad in the house. The plan was working great so far.

The wide smile on Brad's face was replaced by confusion when he heard the iron gates and bars descend down. It became even more confused, when he heard the words that came out of Laura and Bruce's mouths. "Get in the corner and stay there Bosco." "Yes Mistress Laura." "What the hell is going on girls?" He asked with a puzzled look on his handsome face. Seeing Bruce run over and kneel in the corner, added to his concern and puzzlement.

"What's going on Brad, is your initiation into enslavement and servitude. As you can see, Bruce follows my orders to the letter. And before the night is over, you will be doing the same for Lucy." He stood there with an uncertain smile on his face. "You're kidding, right? I think she's beautiful, and I would be happy to show her a good time tonight. And even go along with your slave game, if that's what makes her happy. But you have to be joking about me becoming a permanent slave."

"No Brad, were not kidding. Now you can give up peacefully and abide by our wishes. Or we can beat you into accepting your place. It's your choice." "Bruce, what the fuck is going on?" Brad screamed. "Bruce won't answer your questions. And he sure as hell won't help you. He has orders to stay in that corner and that's exactly what he'll do. Because he knows what I'll do to him if he disobeys me. So lets get started shall we. Strip down and get on your knees, or put up your fists so I can give you a good beating. Either way, you will be Lucy's slave."

Brad's 6 foot, 2 inch, 258 pound muscular body, was shaking with rage. If these two idiot girls thought they could beat him and turn him into a slave, then they were plumb fucking crazy. The middle linebacker smiled and removed his dinner jacket, and rolled up his sleeves. "If you two want me to fuck you up, then I have no problem with that. So let this be your final warning. Stop this crazy fucking shit, or I'll stop it for you." "I was hoping you would say that, Brad my boy. You do need a lesson in obedience and put in your place. Which is kneeling at our feet."

When Laura stepped up to him, a mighty roundhouse was fired at her beautiful face. Brad was shocked when it didn't connect. He was even more shocked when Laura retaliated..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..his nose, eye, and mouth, was all of a sudden in pain. His lips turned up in a snarl, and pure hatred covered his face. "OK bitch, your ass is mine now." Large male fists thrown by huge muscular arms came flying at Laura in what he thought was a fast pace. She smiled as she evaded them all, because to her, they were slow and pitiful. "You missed me hot shot. Let me show you how to punch. Pay attention now."

Her female arms began working like pistons as she peppered the surprised big man with precise targeting..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Brad was back peddling while trying to defend against her onslaught. But his defensive boxing skills, were not near as good as his football skills. Laura seem to be able to punch him at will, and she was doing just that..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..her black hair was flowing around her creamy shoulders as she backed him up while smiling.

Since beating Bruce to a pulp because she had been pissed off and determined to win, she had realised that she needed a better edge then that. Bruce might challenge her again, and fare better the next time. She had been studying boxing in the last six months and working out in his home gym. She made him buy a big bag and a speed bag to practice with, and had gotten pretty good. She no longer feared that she might lose if Bruce challenged her again. In fact, she was confident she could handle him easily now.

Brad was smaller then Bruce, and just as slow. So beating him was going to be easy and fun for her. And his attitude toward women was the same as Bruce's had been before she had beaten and tamed him. So it was going to be just as enjoyable. Brad was pinned against the wall, and had nowhere to go. He couldn't keep her off of him, and he couldn't seem to connect with anything he threw. He began to worry about the outcome, and they had only been at it for ten minutes. The bitch could hit hard too.

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..his thick legs buckled, and he slid down the wall to his butt. "Ready to strip and crawl at our feet wimp, or do you need further proof that we are superior to you and your pathetic male muscles?" Brad sat there shaking his head, trying to clear the cob webs. It was hard to believe, but the bitch had put him down. And, she had done it without working up a sweat. He had to come up with something to change what was happening. Because it wasn't looking good so far.

"How about it Lucy? Do you want him for a while?" "I'm not sure I'm ready yet Laura. You're used to beating men down because you have Bruce to practice with. I've never even hit anyone before. Maybe you had better soften him up a little more." "OK Lucy, just say so when you're ready to take over." "Get up little man. You still have to learn your place." Laura backed up to the middle of the room, to give him space to get to his feet. Brad slowly stood up, and went out to meet her.

Other then Bruce, he was the most feared guy on the team. Raw power and meeting the opposition head on, was always the way he had handled things. He seen no reason to try anything different now. Heavy handed punches from large male arms were chucked at Laura, with bodily destruction behind them all. Her pretty bare feet began to dance, and they all missed their mark. When he slowed a bit, she took over with much better accuracy..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Brad's face was really beginning to hurt.

He tried to ignore the pain that her accumulated punches were causing him, but they just kept coming and the pain became unbearable. Her red lacy Teddy, was also distracting him from his targets too. Her curved feminine body looked sexy as hell the way her creamy skin meshed with the little red lingerie she was wearing. And her pert firm breasts were bouncing with every punch she landed. It was very hard to keep his mind on the business at hand.

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..a right and left combination to his hard abs was followed by a right cross to his temple. He collapsed to the floor on his right side and lie there stunned. "Is it sinking through your thick skull, that we're going to beat you senseless until you comply with our demands? Your miserable life is going to change tonight pansy ass, and there isn't a thing you can do about it. Soon, you will be kneeling beside Bruce over there, and begging to serve us anyway you can, to keep us from beating you anymore. Bruce learned, and so will you wimp."

"OK Laura, I think I'm ready." "Good girl Lucy. Just focus on what you've learned over the past few months, and you'll be fine. I know you can do it." "No matter what happens Laura. Thanks for being my friend and helping me out." "Hey girl, we're best friends. That's what they do. Now go get him." Laura went over and knelt down on her knees, next to Bruce. He instantly lie prone on the floor and groveled at her feet behind her. He licked the small amount of grime and dirt that had been ground into the soles of her bare feet. There wasn't much there, but he knew Laura hated feeling dirty.

She had all the carpets in the house shampooed twice a week, so the floors would be as clean as possible. So her soles were not very grimy at all. But Bruce loved to please his Mistress, and hoped she would be happy he was doing it for her. He was right, because she was smiling as she reached back petting his head like he was a good dog, while he cleaned her feet with his tongue. She was happy and contented. Bruce had accepted his role as her slave, and seemed to love it.

He was always trying to do things for her to keep her happy. Like he had just done when he licked the soles of her feet clean. He had done it on his own, without being ordered to. Even though he knew, if it was something she hadn't wanted done, she would have beaten him for daring to make her angry. But he had taken the risk of being beaten, in hopes of pleasing his Mistress.

Lucy was standing there, waiting for Brad to climb to his feet. She wasn't near as nervous as she thought she would be. In fact, she was anxious for him to get up so she could get started training him to be a good slave to her. Bruce had been right on the money. Her moody and despondent attitude had disappeared as soon as this plan was put into motion. She wouldn't feel so out of place if she had her own slave to order around. Then her and Laura would really have something in common to share.

"Get your ass up Brad. It's my turn to slap you around a while. I'm going to own you when we are through, so you might as well get used to feeling my fists pound your pathetic face and body." Brad just lie there, trying to clear his head. Laura had beat him pretty bad, because he could feel his face was swollen and cut up. His mighty strength was ebbing, and his courage was going with it. He didn't want to believe he had lost a fist fight with a sixteen year old girl, but he was hurting and lying in the floor.

When his senses finally cleared, he seen that it was Lucy waiting for him to get up instead of Laura. Maybe he would fare better against her. He rose to his feet to find out. "Good boy little man. Now come and get the beating I have waiting for you." Brad went in swinging. Ham like fists, driven by large masculine arms, came at Lucy with bone crushing power behind them all. She began to dodge and weave like she had practiced, and avoided all of his attempts.

Leary at first to start her own offense, she was content to make him miss and hopefully tire him out before she fought back. She had never struck anyone like she had stated, and was curious to find out how it would feel. Brad soon began to tire and his lumbering punches were becoming slower and slower. Lucy decided it was time to find out if she was up to the task of making him fear her, so he would follow her orders to avoid getting punished.

SMACK..she threw a right cross that connected with his chin, and as soon as it landed Lucy felt the thrill of combat. All of a sudden, she knew she was born to do this. Her confidence soared sky high, and her punch count began to multiply considerably..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Brad was again being backed up by another sixteen year old girl. She could hit just as fast and hard as Laura, and he couldn't seem to get away from her punches either. His courage and confidence waver a bit more.

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Brad's nose was broken, his eyes were beginning to close up, and his mouth was split, puffy, and bleeding. The whole surrounding area was swollen very badly and also cut and bleeding in quite a few places..SMACK..SMACK..he staggered and almost went down. His large legs felt rubbery, and his huge, muscular arms were getting very heavy and hard to keep up. They weren't doing him any good anyway. He couldn't hit her with them, and they never seemed to stop any of her punches from getting through. He was totally lost on how to stop this massacre.

Lucy was having a ball. She felt like she had found her calling. Each time her fist struck some part of his body, the feeling of being powerful and totally in control was heightened. It became like a drug to her. It was intoxicating and addictive. The more she hit him, the greater and more powerful she felt. The more powerful she felt, the more she wanted to hit him. No wonder Laura loved her life with Bruce. She had not fully understood it until this very moment.

In the back of her mind, she had always felt sorry for Bruce and how Laura had changed his life. He had once been a proud and celebrated athlete. But Laura had made him into a crawling obedient slave, that feared making her angry and getting beaten. But as she looked at them over in the corner, Bruce looked as happy as Laura did. Actually, he seemed to be glowing with pride, and she could see the love in his eyes for his Mistress. She wanted that too. She was going to make a great Mistress, and Brad would learn to accept his new life like Bruce had.

Laura felt so proud of her as she watched. She had switched to a sitting position after Bruce had thoroughly cleaned her feet, and Bruce's head was now in her lap. She was rubbing his hair and telling him he was a good and obedient dog, while he smiled big, glad that he had pleased his Mistress. He had completely fallen in love with Laura, and literally worshiped the ground she walked on. He couldn't imagine a different, or better life then the one he was now living. Even when she beat him, he accepted it as a token of her love. She was his owner, and the Goddess who ruled his very happy existence.

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Lucy could see he was ready to go. His thick legs were very wobbly, and his huge, muscular arms were sagging at his sides. He was staring into space with unfocused eyes and didn't seem to know where she was standing. Lucy grabbed his shirt and held him steady. Drawing back her right fist and smiling prettily, she snapped it forward to his jaw.."SMM...ACKK!"..He left his feet and slammed into the floor on his face. She walked over by his head and looked down at him. He was sleeping peacefully, and would be for quite a while.

Laura and Bruce were clapping and cheering for her. She turned and bowed to them as she smiled. Then laughing like a giddy child at Christmas, she ran over to where they sat. "My God Laura, I've never felt anything like it in my life. I feel so powerful and strong. Thank you so much Bruce, for coming up with this idea." "You're welcome Miss Lucy. I couldn't stand to see you looking so sad all of the time. And Mistress Laura was so sad too, seeing you like that. She loves you, and wants to see you happy, so I'm very glad I could do that for her, and for you. After all, you are part of our family."

"I do have a very special slave, and I'm rather proud of him." Laura said. "He has made me the happiest girl alive, and all my dreams have come true." Tears came to his eyes as Bruce looked at his Mistress. She had made him the happiest man alive too, and he felt so good that she was satisfied with him. Lucy looked at the two of them, and prayed that she would find the exact same happiness with Brad. She turned toward him and smiled. Time to wake him up and get her own happiness started. Brad was in deep shit.

She slapped Brad with her bare foot until he woke up. "Get up wimp, you still have lessons to learn." He slowly climbed to his feet. His hard body was so sore and bruised, he felt like he had been hit by a train. His once handsome face was black, blue, and swollen beyond recognition. His mind was totally blank, his eyes wouldn't focus, and his legs screamed for him to get his weight off of them. He raised his heavy laden arms, and swung his right fist at the three Lucy's standing in front of him.

It struck her on the shoulder, but there was no power left in his large, muscular arms. The punch was so feeble and weak, that it didn't budge Lucy at all. When he heard her laugh, and seen her lift her fists to beat him again, he completely broke down. He collapsed to his knees, crying like a baby. To ashamed to look her in the face, he began to beg with his chin resting on his thick, male chest.

"Stop...pl.please...L.Lucy...I've...h.had...enough"...SMACK.."That's Mistress Lucy wimp. Now let me hear you say it." "M.M.Mistress...L.Lucy" "That's better. Don't ever forget again." "IS THAT CLEAR BOY?" "Yes.. M.Mistress...L.Lucy." "Good boy. Now get on your feet pansy ass." "Pl.please...M.Mistress...L.Lucy...I... c.can't...t.take...any.more...pl.please...d.don't... h.hurt...me...a.a.again." "You are disobeying your Mistress weakling." "NOW GET YOUR ASS UP!"

Brad struggled to his feet with tears streaming down his multi colored cheeks. His mighty body was trembling with fear, and his swollen, black eyes were filled with fright. He was wavering on his unsteady legs as Lucy strolled up to him smiling. "I have to be completely sure you are broken sissy boy, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to beat you a little longer." "OH...GOD...PLEASE...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Lucy beat the poor man for the next half hour. He was totally helpless and couldn't defend himself. She knocked him down seven times, and put him back to sleep twice, only to wake him up so she could beat him some more. He bawled, begged, and screamed in pain the whole time, but that only made Lucy feel more powerful and continue to beat him while she smiled.

The seventh time she knocked him down, he seen her coming to pick him up again. Screaming like a frightened little girl, he quickly crawled up to her and began kissing her bare feet. Begging and pleading hadn't gotten him anywhere, so he was praying that groveling at her feet would show her he accepted his place and would obey her every command. Lucy stood with her head back, sighing with the pleasure of feeling his swollen lips on her bare feet. She had never made Bruce do this, so it was her first time feeling the sensation. She instantly fell in love with it. She was a Goddess being worshiped.

She hated to make him stop, but there were other things to take care of now. "Enough little man. Now kneel at my feet and listen to me." Brad struggled to his knees, with his head down and his tears still flowing rapidly. "Remove your clothes." He took off his shirt, shoes and socks, and started to get up to remove his slacks..SMACK.."DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STAND, YOU WEAK LITTLE PANSY?" "No M.Mistress L.Lucy." "THEN KEEP YOUR ASS IN THE FLOOR UNTIL I DO." "DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME WIMP?" "Yes Mistress Lucy." "Good boy. Now hurry up with those clothes."

He was soon kneeling at her feet, naked. "Crawl over to the dresser and get the dog collar and leash I bought for you, and put it on." Brad crawled over and put the studded black dog collar around his neck. Taking the end of the leash, he crawled back and offered it to Lucy. "Good boy. Now heel and follow me." He crawled up behind her heel and followed her on his hands and knees. She took him over where Laura and Bruce were sitting. Laura stood and hugged her, while Bruce remained on his knees, and looked up smiling.

Brad knelt beside Bruce, with his head drooped to his thick chest, still crying like a baby. "I am so proud of you Lucy. I knew you could do it." "Thanks Laura. I finally know how you feel, being in complete control of everything. I feel so alive and strong, like there's nothing I can't do." "Yes, it feels great doesn't it?" "It's more then great, I feel like I'm on top of the world." She looked down at the crying big man she had broken and bent to her will, and suddenly became very horny.

"How about it Laura? Are you up for a long night of unbridled sex with these two?" "You got it girl. And I'm glad to see you back to your old self again." "Thank you. I do feel great. And it's all thanks to you and Bruce." "We were glad to help. Weren't we Bosco?" "Yes Mistress Laura, I'm glad she's back to the Lucy we all know and Love too." Brad looked up and spoke through his trembling lips.

"You girls beat me pretty bad. I'm not sure I can perform Lucy." Her brown eyes instantly filled with anger..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.."WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU STUPID PILE OF SHIT?" "OH GOD, I'M SORRY MISTRESS LUCY!"..SMACK.."I TOLD YOU NOT TO MAKE ANOTHER MISTAKE!"..SMACK.."YOU BETTER LEARN TO OBEY ME BOY!"..SMACK.."I'LL BEAT YOU WITHIN AN INCH OF YOUR MISERABLE LIFE!"..SMACK.."NOW KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT UNTIL I TELL YOU YOU CAN TALK!"..SMACK.

Brad lie in the floor, bawling like he had never bawled before. His face was snow white with fright, and his entire muscular body was trembling with fear. Lucy stood over him with her fists clenched tight at her sides and let her anger cool down. "Alright, now get your ass over there and get on that bed, you pathetic little dog." Brad climbed to his feet to walk to the bed, and Lucy went completely crazy..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.

"DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STAND YOU MORON?" Brad was back in the floor bawling harder and afraid to answer her. Lucy grabbed Laura's hair brush off of the dresser and stormed over to where he lie. Placing his arms up his back in a hammerlock, she straddled his back, pinning his arms under her gorgeous ass. "Maybe this will help you to remember my orders and obey me"..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..WHACK..she beat both cheeks of his bare ass until they were rosy red. He wailed like a frightened, lost child throughout the terrible spanking, but Lucy showed him no mercy. Finally, her arm tired and she quit.

"If you make one more mistake tonight, I may beat you to death." "IS THAT CLEAR WIMP?" "Yes Mistress Lucy." "It had better be little man. Now get your worthless ass over there and get on that bed." Brad crawled over to the bed and placed his hands on the mattress. Scrunching down as far as he could, he used his arms and knees to vault himself up on the bed. Lucy smiled as she strolled over to him. "Very good little dog. Now you're learning to obey. We need a good doggy name for you. Let me see...hmmmmmm..how about Fido. Yes, that sounds fine. Your name is now Fido. Do you understand little doggy?" "Yes Mistress, my name is Fido." "Good boy Fido, good boy."

"Laura, you gave Bruce a special treat the other night for coming up with this plan. Is it alright with you if I give him a special treat too. After all, it's because of him I feel like myself again." "Sure Lucy, if you want to. What do you have in mind?" "Well, I have beaten my little Fido into accepting me as his Mistress. But he needs to be humiliated a bit more so he will understand completely, who is is charge of his life now."

"Fido, I owe Bruce a special treat for making me feel so strong and alive. I want you to be a good doggy, and help me give him his treat. Do you understand Fido?" "Yes Mistress Lucy." "Good doggy Fido." " Bruce, would you get on the bed please and lie on your back." "Yes Miss Lucy." Bruce climbed on the bed and did as she ordered. "Now Fido, I want you to take his dick in your hand and get him good and hard. Then I want you to put his dick in your mouth, and give him the best blow job he has ever had." "IS THAT CLEAR FIDO?" Brad started bawling again.

He knew she would beat him if he didn't obey, so he grabbed his dick and began to fondle Bruce. His tears were working over time, but he was to afraid to disobey her. When he had him hard, she smiled and gave him the order. "OK, Fido. Put it in your mouth and get to sucking. I want you to do a splendid job. I want my friends to know how well you are trained. You don't want to embarrass me in front of my friends do you Fido?" "No...M.Mistress...L.Lucy." "Good dog. Now make me proud of you Fido, and suck him off."

His tears soaked Bruce's balls and pubic hair, but he didn't falter. When Bruce was ready to shoot his load, Lucy shoved Brad's head down, burying Bruce's dick in his throat as deep as it would go. He choked and gagged, but was to afraid to try and pull his head back. Lucy was now completely sure she had broken the big man and he would obey her. "Good dog Fido, good dog." Laura laughed until tears came to her eyes. It looked like Lucy was going to make a fantastic Mistress. She felt very happy for her.