Alex kept me chained in his basement forever. He was aperverted freak. He would never fuck me which turned out to be torture.  My hands were always tied behind me and Icouldn’t get myself off either. I had never been so horny. The first night hetied me up and threw me in a bath tub. I was humiliated and He laughed at me. Ihated myself and my life.  I cried as hepissed all over me. I was broken.  Mybody belonged to him and there was nothing I could do about it. I used to likebeing helpless but somewhere along the way it stopped being fun. When Alexfinished I noticed he was standing besides two buckets. He picked up the firstone and emptied its contents onto me. It was a bucket of puke and shit, Godonly knows where it came from. All I could do was sit there as he went for thesecond bucket. I had the pleasure of being doused with what I later found outwere fish guts.  Alex left me there tosoak overnight.  Day after day I’d wakeup in that tub. Sometimes there would be an eel crawling up my ass. There werealways bugs crawling inside me. I was his pet, not playing like I did with Jenbut his actual pet. He never fucked me, I never sucked his dick, he just fed meand tortured me.  It was hell.

One day he brought his dog downstairs and threw him in thetub with me. He started licking my filthy cunt and it felt wonderful.  Alex then guided his giant penis inside meand the dog went to town. I must have cum probably three times before I felt mypussy fill with hot dog cum. His knot was stuck inside me but I didn’t care, Iwished he would never leave right then. After that the dog raped me every day but it was barely rape.  After a while he moved me into a cage withthe dog where it fucked me whenever it wanted. I got used to being fed dog foodand drinking out of a bowl.  The doglicked me clean, from my ass to my face. I licked his ass clean and sucked his dickin return.  Alex put a collar on me andwould talk to me like I was a puppy. Eventually he let me go outside. He didn’tlive near anyone, there was just forest and a back yard. He put me in a penoutside where I always pooped.  He nevercleaned it out and a pile began to slowly grow. The flies were horrible but Iwas used to that now. When he would leave me there I loved rolling in that pileof shit. I’d be covered head to toe and it felt great. I was a good dog and I wasproud of it.