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I walk down the street as the time on my watch start showing 10.00 PM on Friday night . The dangerous time for a woman on my age to walk alone on the dark street. The street lamp only illuminate the sidewalk on across the street. I bumped into a fat butcher with a trash on his left and his butcher knife on his right. He angry at me, while threaten me with his knife getting closer and closer to my neck. For a split second i thought he would overpower me, tape my wrist, my ankle and my lips. Pick me up and watch me squirms on his butcher's table, while he pick what best recipe to cook my body.

As i walk faster fearing what might happen into me if i not hurry home. I avoid the butcher's furry and take a turn into a darker alley, only to found three Mexican at the other end of the alley. One of them play a guitar, the other one reading an adult mag, which in its cover a blonde trying to cover her breasts and pussy, which he write with marker "SLUT DESERVE SNUFF". I became more cautious when i walk closer to them, they gazing at my shoulderless blouse. Their mouth starts to drools when they see me panic trying get pass them faster on my office skirt. When i about to pass all of them, the last man suddenly jump in front of me, stopping my movement. I look at him and He take out an steel string of guitar from his back pocket, and He tighten the string with his hands in front of my eyes. I take a step back which i bump into the other two mexican. They caught me and slowly rubs my ass, then my thighs, my tummy, my chest. The mexican man in front of me walk closer to me, blocking my escape, while he still demonstrate how he can play with the strong string. I'm too afraid and i close my eyes. My mind guide me to be ready for the worst. In my deepest imagination one of them get my hands, the other draw a pocket knife out from his pocket and cut my clothes. They strip me, bind me, gag me, then they start to have fun with my body. And finally after they bored with me, they decide to give me a chance to run away. They will count to ten, if i not get out from the alley until then, they will snuff me with the guitar string. But no matter how fast i try to wiggle my chest, i only half way out the alley. The boys count to 5 4 3 2 ... and they finally decide to pull me back to the alley. One of them sit on my butt, while entangle the string around my neck, and slowly tighten it around my neck. The other one speaking in mexican word, while pointing to the girl at the magazine cover. The last man doing a service by recording a video of a slut in mess get snuffed to death. I can see my face and my hair so sticky in cum while my toungue sticking as i desperately out of air. As i slowly fade away like a dumb blonde, ready to die. I can feel their warm breath on my neck, wanting me, hungry for me. Before finally i snap back to reality and push the hand who already lift up my skirt and teasing my pussy. I do a quick motion to release their grip on my breasts, and i finally free. I quickly try to run, and almost get slipped and fall, when my heel get tripped over my own panty. Because they lift up my skirt I being able to run from them. I cross the street and enter the sidewalk into the park. I left my panty and decide not to come back to pick it up. On of them had pick up my panties, before sniffing it and wave goodbye to me. They laugh as they see me embarrassed and quickly disappear into the park.



The park is dark and empty, even darker than the street. I walk to my way home, which i heard sounds of moaning which is understandably I will found every time i walk at night at the park. The light is dim, and the branches from the tree help to hide the shadow of some nook and crannies of the park, which for some couple use to have outdoor sexual adventure. In the middle of the park i saw a man with 2 leash on his hand, he is smoking while waiting his dogs to pee in the bush i think. Which i couldn't be ever more wrong. As i approaching the white man, He pull the leash and his two dogs come out from the bush. Only the dogs had golden hair, 1 older than the other, and both of the wear stockings. The man kick the stomach of the older dog and yell at her "Stupid bitch, Dont forget to greet our neighbor when you see them !" Which the old bitch bark softly and greet me. The young one bark to me and seems happy, she reach out her paws to greet me. "Im sorry if my dogs is improperly trained and not greet you at once miss. But i will make sure to disciplined immediately when we get home." He smile to me. I take a few step back as i realize the man's dog are actually an old lady and a teenager, a mother and daughter. It's Mrs Sanderson and her daughter Rachel, I always bump into Rachel before i go to work. I slipped and fall to my knees, without realizing i suddenly wet myself with pee as he stare at me. Which he then take out a leashed collar from his fanny pack and say "Oh my, i see you need some training yourself miss~". I thought he said that, when he and his bitches get closer to me, then pounce me, and force me to be like them. Training me as a bitch and becoming this man pet for my life. Which i reply by crawling away from him, hiding between the bush. When he start chasing and looking after me. When i got at the end of the park, the man waving a pack of tissue for me and starting to scream something. I'm to afraid to find out what he been meaning to tell, and i cross the street to my apartment.


Safe and Sound

I made my way into a luxury apartment block, i take the lift and knock a door that spells "Mr Leonid." A handsome Russian man open the door for me and greet me. I embrace him and he shocked. He then pull me to his sofa, put me of his lap and kiss me. He strip my clothes and reach for something on the table. It was a leashed collar, and he put around my neck, which i gladly wear went we are together. A symbol of our bond, as Master and pet. I look to his eyes and he look into mine and we kiss. He love me like his precious pet, and i loyal to him like his grateful bitch.

On our way to bedroom, while i crawl next to him, i told my Master how afraid i today. Which he only laugh to me. I pouts because i think he not taken me seriously. He try to cheer me up by saying, that i might still not ready for such a lifestyle, as a pet, a magazine model, and adult performer. He said that Mr Ribeiro, the butcher might be just angry at me, and my mind just happen to be thinking wonder like a girl that the Evil Fetish Magazine last month. Where my Master show me a blonde russian girl is helplessly end up on Mr Ribeiro table, while he chop up some other meat next to her. Then i ask how about Alejandro and the gang, as I point out at the last week magazine which a Russian girl is in it's cover "Katya, the new blonde in the hood You should look out for." My Master explained to me, Alejandro and his gang, probably just too horny after seeing the girl on the mag and want to mess around with some white blonde girl who coincidentally passing to their neighborhood. Then i ask about our neighbor, Mrs Sanderson. My Master explain that after he showed to Mrs Sanderson's boyfriend a website "Take your bitch for a walk" He immediately ask him, a way to make Mrs Sanderson and her daughter became his dogs and fulfill his fetish. Which Master teach Mr Sanderson how to do a hypnosis. So their wife and daughter slowly get adjusted to the new lifestyle. Whenever he around, they will be obedient to the man and will do anything he says.

And so My Master ask me "So Katya, you want to walk to the park and say hi to his friend and his bitches ?"

"Yes Master ~ ❤ " I reply with a smile on my face. My Master pull my leash and i crawl next to him, leaving our apartment and going for a midnight prowl on the park.

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This is like a very erotic dream....... I like it!

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I want to continue the story on the sacred tree, but my mind suddenly decided to wander.

So i create this.

Actually because i re-read your dark thought the other day.

I suddenly can see this images inside my head, and i know i have to write it before i forgot.

Also i make her as a bridging to an old story i had long abandoned. The trapped butterfly

It still on scrap. I gonna continue it soon

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I like to hear about the way you work.


And I look forward to what you write next.

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the way i work ?

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The things that inspire you. How you write your stories. I am always fascinated by other artists' thought-processes.

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idk, i havent eat since morning, and now its 0:04 am the next day.

There just some force in me that urge me to write.

either it from dream or unexplained things like this.


But i usually can write when i horny, and sexually frustrated. Meaning i not try to have sex, or do anything for my sexual relief, then i can write.

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Yes, that is quite similar to what I wrote in 'Dark Thoughts'. Interesting.......

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do you see what you write too?

I still can see the dim light of orange street lamp that i wrote

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