A slave is most comfortable when she knows someone else is in control. She doesn't need to make any decisions. She only needs to listen, react and obey. I put my bitch on a leash very early in her slutting career. The collar was a ratty, smelly old thing I picked up at Goodwill. The leash wasn't much better, stinking of dog urine and mud. Her job was to please me to the point that I would reward her with a better collar and leash. Eventually, when she is much more trained, I will award her with a dog tag that shows she is my loyal bitch and I am her master. But for now, she is untagged and not registered, and if she runs away she will end up alone in the dog pound.

Of course, it's no fun just yanking her around the house by the leash. Every so often I will take her to a nearby public park, which has miles of walking trails. We'll venture deep into the woods, until we find a secluded spot, where we'll set up camp. There are a few older men and couples who frequent these deeper trails, and have become our appreciative audience for my slut's performances. You'd be amazed to see how many men - and women - will stop to watch a naked bitch whose leash is tied to a tree. When they stop I put her through her paces. Sit. Lie down. On your back. Spread your legs. Show your juicy pussy to everyone watching. If she's done a good job, I'll reward her with a dog treat. Before we leave for home, I'll have her lift her leg and pee on the tree. She's allowed to mark her territory as long as she remembers she's part of mine!