pet woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon coming from the kitchen. she thought back to when she was a child, sitting around the table with her family on a Sunday morning – a plate of steaming pancakes with butter and syrup in front of her. Opening her eyes, it took only a moment to be pulled back to the reality of her life: sealed in a tight latex suit on her knees and elbows, gagged, and locked immobile in a small cage that conformed tightly to her form.
The girls – two young women clad head to toe in latex, gagged and hooded with only their eyes exposed – busied themselves in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the Mistresses of the house. As pet watched from her cage, one of the girls passed the doorway and looked in pet’s direction, and then continued her work. Some time ago, Mistress made the girls responsible for pet’s care, and since then, pet’s life has become that much harder. Mistress used to let pet stay out of her cage some evenings, but the girls have made sure pet is locked in every night, only let out in the morning when they eventually get around to feeding pet. They have also been slowly adjusting pet’s gag, inserting the cock that fills pet’s mouth a bit deeper over time. pet has just about become accustomed to the new ‘depth’, but still gags occasionally. The girls seem to enjoy their new responsibility a bit too much as far as pet is concerned.
pet remained locked, motionless as the Mistresses enjoyed their breakfast. It was maybe thirty minutes before one of the girls came into the den and unlocked pet’s cage. pet slowly crawled out, stretching as best as she could after being confined all evening and into the morning. From the dining room, pet heard her Mistress making kissy-noises, calling pet to her. “Come in her my pet, I have a treat for you!” pet paused before crawling over to greet her Mistress. The thought of a treat worried pet, as ‘treat’ could mean almost anything. pet crawled into the dining room and stopped next to her Mistress feet. Mistress reached down and ruffled pet’s hair. “How is my rubber pet this morning, hrm?” pet nodded (pet cannot even mumble with the cock that’s shoved back into her mouth) and Mistress reached around and opened the buckle that secured the gag in pet’s mouth. Mistress slid the harness over pet’s head, and extracted the cock from pet’s mouth. pet took only a few seconds to stretch her jaw before beginning to lick her Mistress’ feet. “Mmmmmmm – very good my pet – make sure they are nice and clean.” pet licked the soles, heels, then the tops until the latex that encased them shined.
Mistress looked at her feet and smiled. “You have become quite the expert at cleaning my feet pet. So much better than your first dismal attempt…” pet nodded, “Yes Mistress. pet needed your guidance back then.” “And now pet? You no longer require my guidance?” pet felt her stomach knot – this was not going well. “I could always let you go, pet – unzip you and let you run along back to your old life…”
pet stopped licking for a moment. Before meeting Mistress, pet had a pretty good life: nice apartment, a good job in IT, a few friends. It wasn’t extravagant, but it was comfortable. What no one knew, though, was that pet used to frequent a few BDSM clubs, looking to feed a desire she had to be used and controlled. It was at one of those clubs that pet met her Mistress. Little by little, Mistress began to exert more and more control over pet, until pet started spending weekends in a latex catsuit, shackled, and locked in a cage. Then one day, Mistress put pet in the suit she now wears. Mistress zipped it closed, and asked pet to try and get out. pet struggled, tried her hardest, but was unable to free herself. pet looked up to see Mistress smiling, quite pleased with herself. “Welcome to your new life, pet. As you may already realize, you cannot escape from the bag you are in, and I have no intention of ever letting you out.” pet figured it was all a part of some elaborate game, but as hours became days, and days became weeks, pet realized that her fate was sealed. From the first moment sealed in her bag, pet was never to return to her old life. From the point of view of everyone pet knew, pet simply vanished.
pet continued licking her Mistress’ feet, replying “pet would prefer to remain with her Mistress.” It wasn’t like pet had a choice in that matter any longer. On pet’s first visit to the vet, she was told that her prolonged encasement was affecting her muscles in her forearms and calves, and if left encased, they would be rendered unusable. pet’s visit this past winter confirmed that her limbs can no longer function as they once had. There is no way pet could walk out of here, let alone ‘run along’ back to any life she once knew. Mistress once said it was her desire for pet to be completely dependent on her, and now pet was.
A satisfied smile spread across Mistress’ face. “I’m very pleased to hear you say that pet. I even believe you are sincere, which makes me even happier!” Mistress moved her feet away. “Up pet.” pet maneuvered herself to sit up and faced her Mistress. “Open” pet obediently opened her mouth, waiting. Mistress took a piece of pancake and dropped it into pets mouth. pet closed her mouth, then her eyes, savoring the taste. Mmmmmm it was so, so good, and it had been so long since pet had tasted anything like that. “Tastes good, pet?” pet nodded, almost moaning. “Yes my Mistress…” Mistress snapped her fingers and one of the girls brought in pet’s bowl of kibble.
“Today is a special day my pet.” Mistress picked up her plate and scraped it into the bowl. “Two years ago today, you became my humiliated rubber pet.” Mistress picked up her sister’s plate, and then her Mistress’ plate, scraping whatever was on them went into pet’s bowl. “Two years ago I sealed you into that bag of filth you live in, never to be released.” Mistress took pet’s jaw in her hand, looking into pet’s eyes with an intense seriousness. “There used to be fire in those eyes. You thought you were in control, that you could come and go as you pleased.” Mistress began to smile. “You thought this was all for fun: you were wrong. While you were playing, I was planning – planning to make you my permanent pet.” Mistress released pet’s jaw, but pet continued to look up. “I have watched over the past two years as that fire in your eyes has become dimmer and dimmer – as bit by bit your spirit broke – until whatever remaining bit of ‘Kendra’ there was slipped away.” pet looked down as Mistress stroked pet’s thick hair. “You are almost exactly as I want you, my pet… Almost…” Mistress took the bowl of kibble and plate scrapings and mixed it all together, before handing it back to the girl. “Follow her and finish your breakfast in the kitchen like a good pet.” pet nodded, “Yes Mistress”, pet followed the girl to the kitchen.
pet looked into the bowl, trying to make out what was added. There were pieces of pancake, bacon fat, what looked like chewed bits of food – all of it mixed in with the dry kibble. pet learned long ago to not complain about her meals, and began to eat it all. she welcomed the new flavors, even if it was spat out by one of the Mistresses. Anything to offset the dull taste of the kibble pet ate all the time. It must be at least a year since pet tasted anything besides kibble or dirt. pet ate hungrily, licking her bowl clean, then drinking a half a bowl of water. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she’s need to pee, but by now pet hardly even noticed having likely become incontenent over the past two years.
Back when pet was shackled and in her cat suit, Mistress used to make pet pee in it as well. pet used to resist, waiting until she couldn’t hold it any longer, and Mistress would order her to pee, which pet did, reluctantly. Because pet has no choice now, she just does her business as she needs – but pet is always aware she lives in a bag of her own waste. Thankfully, Mistress had instructed the girls to see to pet’s maintenance every two weeks at the minimum. This of course means that unless Mistress requests it done sooner, pet is left to wallow until the last possible moment. Like pet said, the girls take a bit too much pleasure from their responsibilities for pet.
pet crawled back into the den where Mistress was relaxing and reading. pet crawled over, and began licked Mistress feet, then looked up, mouth open wide: pet knew it was time to be gagged again. Mistress looked down, “Eager to have that cock back in your mouth, pet?” pet panicked, as this was, of course, a trick question. “Maybe I should invite one of the boys from the club home one evening – let you have a taste of the real thing…” pet just looked at her Mistress, speechless. “But then you have sucked on your piggy-girlfriend’s little cock, haven’t you pet?” All pet could do is nod. “What’s that pet? Did you want to say something?” pet looked up, “Yes Mistress, pet has.” Mistress nodded, “And now you want something more… substantial?” pet shook her head, “No Mistress, pet would rather not.” Mistress nodded, “I’d like to think you wouldn’t, but I do know you have a history of being a cock-whore when you let Anne control you.” pet blushed, and Mistress smiled. “There is little I do not know about you by now, pet.” pet looked down, not realizing she could feel even more humiliated than usual.
Mistress giggled and ruffled pet’s hair again. “No cocks for you – at least not today. In fact, since it’s your two year anniversary, I will leave you ungagged for the day, and tonight, you may sleep out of your cage.” pet looked up, smiling. “Thank you Mistress” pet crawled over and began to gently suck on her Mistress latex covered toes, eventually taking them all into her mouth. “Very nice pet – now lets see how much you can take.” Mistress slid down a bit, pushing her foot further into pet’s mouth. pet opened as wide as she could, her Mistress’ toes easing deeper into her mouth. pet leaned forward, and the ball of her mistress’ foot slipped past pets lips. Mistress began working her foot in and out of her pet’s mouth, causing pet to gag a bit. “You’d best keep everything down, pet, or you will lick up every bit of it.” pet nodded, focusing on her Mistress foot. Mistress pulled out her foot, and exchanged it for the other – pushing it in deeply – foot-fucking pet’s mouth another few minutes before stopping and ordering pet to lick them clean again and kneel by her feet.
Mistress stood up, “Girls, please come in here.” pet knelt as the two girls walked into the room, greeting Mistress with a curtsy. Mistress motioned to the one on the left, “Please have a seat in my chair.” The girl walked over and sat in the chair without hesitation. “Put your feet up dear so pet can see them.” The girl put her legs up on the footstool, soles of her feet facing outwards. “My, but those look dirty. What do you think, pet?” pet looked at the girls feet. They were dusty with bits of dirt and other debris. “They do look quite dirty, Mistress.” pet swallowed hard, knowing what was coming, but hoping she might be spared. “And what is my feeling about dirty latex feet, pet?” pet looked up, her nose wrinkling, and answered, “latex covered feet should be kept shiny.” “Exactly, pet. So, what do you think should be done about this?” pet looked up at her Mistress, then at the girl who now silently stared at pet. pet swallowed hard, “pet should clean them, Mistress.” Mistress nodded with a subtle grin. “Indeed you should pet – and not just her feet”, Mistress motioned to the other girl still standing, “you will clean both of my girls’ feet – is that understood?” pet nodded, “Yes Mistress.” “You may proceed then.”
pet positioned herself in front of the girl’s feet. Looking up, pet could almost see a smile in the eyes of the seated girl. pet’s position in the home is always the lowest, regardless of who else is there. Even when she visits with piggy, pet is lower and must obey piggy without question. The seated girl was clearly enjoying her little bit of power, with pet having to lick the girls feet clean. pet began licking, and soon realized this was going to take some time. The amount of dust and dirt was more than pet usually consumes, and right after breakfast was going to be a challenge. pet worked her way up the sole with small licks, from her heel to the tip of her toes. There was a lot to swallow, but pet continued until she was able lick the length of the sole of the girl’s foot. she licked the top clean, and the sided, until the latex shined. She then repeated the process on the other foot, swallowing the dirt, licking the latex to a shine.
It took several minutes, but pet finished and moved back, allowing Mistress to inspect. Mistress looked at pet’s work, “Excellent, pet. I don’t think they have looked that good in ages! Perhaps I’ll have you do this daily.” pet nodded, “Thank you Mistress.” “Girls, switch places please,” and the girls traded places. The second girl put her feet up, and pet began without waiting to be told. Soles, tops, sides – pet licked and swallowed more dirt than she has in a while. Luckily(?) pet has become accustomed to the dirt (sort of) and was able to finish without needing to stop. After Mistress inspected pet’s work, she ruffles pet’s hair. “Well done my pet, I believe you have earned a drink.” Mistress motioned with her head, and the first girl brought in pet’s water bowl. pet crawled over and drank, flushing the dirt from her mouth and down into her belly. pet sighed softly, “Thank you Mistress.” Mistress motioned for the girl to get up, and sat down in her place. “That will be all girls. Please take pet’s water back to the kitchen and resume your duties.” The second girl picked up pet’s water bowl, both curtsied, and returned to the kitchen.
“Closer, pet – between my legs” Mistress commanded, and pet shuffled on her kneed between Mistress’ open thighs. “Closer…” pet moved closer, and Mistress took pet’s hair in her hand, pulling pet’s face up against Mistress’ latex covered sex. “Lick me, pet, but gently…” pet nodded cautiously, as Mistress has never let pet this close to her before. pet began to lick, long, slow, deliberate licks, pressing firmly with her tongue. Mistress’ heat made the latex especially soft and flexible, and pet could feel the outline of her Mistress through the latex. Mistress leaned back, a gently smile forming, pressing pet’s face harder into the latex until pet was unable to breathe. Mistress continued pressing, then crossed her ankles squeezing tightly with her thighs. pet tried to keep licking, but began struggling for air. Mistress continued to hold pet in place, tightening her hold until pet began to thrash. After what seemed like an eternity, Mistress released her grip, and pet was able to catch her breath. “I didn’t say to stop licking, pet.” pet quickly resumed licking for a few more seconds, before Mistress said “Enough, pet. I think that is more than enough of a treat for you. Come and kneel next to me.” pet stopped and scooted over next to Mistress’ chair. Mistress continued reading for another thirty minutes or so before getting up and announcing her had to run an errand. “I want you to go out in the yard and get some exercise. Be good for me pet!” Mistress grabbed her things and headed out the door.
pet crawled over to the open door, and down the ramp, and out into the yard. The Mistresses have a large, well manicured back yard, and my Mistress has set up a ‘pet exercise’ area with a few activities. Even thought is was quite hot out, pet knew the girls would be watching and report back if pet did not do as Mistress asked. pet crawled over to and then through the tunnel that lead to the enclosed area. Once inside, pet did the slalom first, navigating around the three foot high posts down to one end, then back. Even after two years, pet still cannot move very quickly, but her time had improved a bit. After two turns at the slalom, pet moved to the obstacle course. This was a series of ramps, pits, and tubes through which pet has to navigate. It looks easy enough, but with pet’s stumpy limbs, almost anything except a flat surface can be a real challenge. The black latex of pet’s bag heated up quickly, making her tire easily, but pet managed her way through the maze to the end. Once there, pet looked to her right, and noticed her pool was filled. The four foot square pool was about a foot deep – just enough for pet to wade into and cool off a bit. pet crawled in and let herself lay flat, the water drawing the heat from her suit. As pet relaxed, she released her bladder, and smiled just a bit.
pet tried to remember her old life, working, going out with friends… but after the two years as her Mistress’ rubber pet, it was difficult: those memories had already faded. pet realized that she no longer thought of herself as a ‘woman’ confined in this latex ‘bag’ as her Mistress liked to call it. Somewhere along the way, pet began to think of herself as a ‘pet’: still ‘human’ at her core, but no longer a ‘person’. pet was something new, something different, and maybe the only one truly like her. Mistress said she wanted to transform pet, and she did. Even though pet’s life was not an easy one, she knew that her Mistress loved her, and as hard is it was for pet now, she believed her Mistress knows what is best for her pet.
Cooled down, pet got back on all fours and crawled out of the pool and back to the tunnel that lead from the exercise area, back into the open yard. She crawled across the lawn, back up the ramp and into the house. Inside, she saw Mistress standing there, looking out the window. “I’m pleased with you my pet. Using the exercise area was a great idea.” Mistress placed her hand on pet’s back. “And you seem to have cooled down nicely. While I do expect you to obey me – even when it’s difficult – I do expect you to be responsible.” Mistress ruffled pet hair and patted her hip twice, indicating to pet to follow. Mistress walked through the den and into the side room where pet’s maintenance device is located. “You know the drill, pet.” pet lined up, moving back in place. Mistress attached the tube to the bottom of pet’s bag and started the cycle. The machine whirred to life, sucking out the waste that filled pet’s suit, and filling it with cleaning solution. Sucking out – refilling – the process ran though its multiple steps before finally pumping in the skin protectant, and sucking out just enough to make pet’s suit fit skin tight. The machine stopped and Mistress unhooked the tube. “There, all cleaned out. I’m sure that feels better?” pet nodded, “Thank you my Mistress, it does.” pet added a smile, to which Mistress knelt down and kissed pet on the head.
Mistress walked back to the den, sitting in the chair across from her usual. “Under my feet, pet.” pet crawled and positioned herself so Mistress could rest her feet on pet’s back. “This is nice, isn’t it my pet?” “Yes Mistress, it is.” Mistress took one foot and began playing with pet’s nipple through her bag. pet moaned softly as Mistress pinched a nipple between her toes. “My pet likes that. Who knows what kind of slut you would be if you were not bagged. Actually, I know *exactly* what kind of slut you are. Anne and Fenisha both indulged you far too much – which is why I stepped in and eventually took ownership of you.” pet listened. “My pet is best kept wanting, longing, waiting… suffering…” Mistress’ voice trailed off. “… given no options, no choices. You had far too much autonomy before, pet. Now you have a singular purpose: my amusement and nothing more.”
Mistress removed her feet and stood up. “Wait here pet.” Mistress walked out of the den and upstairs, returning a minute later with a small velvet bag, tied with a silver ribbon, which she placed on the seat of the chair. “Do you remember your first visit to the vet?” pet nodded, “Yes, Mistress.” Mistress stroked pet’s hair. “She recommended plugging that useless pussy of yours. Do you remember that as well?” pet nodded slowly, “Y.. Yes Mistress, pet remembers.” “I have been looking for just the right plug, and when I finally found it, I realized ‘what better anniversary gift’, so…” Mistress untied the ribbon, and removed a massive metal plug. pet’s eyes went wide, seeing how it filled her Mistress’ hand. Mistress grinned, “Impressive, isn’t it? 14cm long, 8cm wide – that’s about 25cm around – and it weighs in at just over a kilo.” pet just stared, unable to speak. “I was going to start smaller, but this is what I really want, so this is what it will be.”
pet found her voice, small as it was at the moment, “It this really necessary, Mistress?” Mistress looked at her pet sternly, “Are you questioning me pet?” pet shook her head, “Of course not Mistress…” Mistress nodded, “I should hope not, for your sake, pet. Now, lay on your back, legs to the sides.” pet got down on the floor, then rolled herself onto her back, positioned as Mistress requested. Mistress unzipped the crotch of pet’s bag, wiping away the skin protectant from pet’s pussy. She slipped a finger inside pet, then a second, then a third, working them in and out. pet began to moan, unable to control the sensations filling her. “Like I said, such a slut. This addition should help with that.” Mistress applied a liberal amount of lube to the plug, and began the task of pushing it inside of her pet. Slowly, bit by bit it began to slip inside. pet mewed as she was stretched wider and wider, the pain increasing. Mistress was unmoved by pet’s sounds, and continued to push harder. “Almost there my pet…” and Mistress gave a final hard push.
pet screamed out, then felt her pussy close around the narrow base of the plug. she squirmed as the pointed end of the plug pressed against her cervix, the weight of the plug pressing her insides. Mistress leaned back and smiled at her handiwork. pet mewed, Please Mistress, this is too big…“ “Hush! Nonsense pet, it is already inside you. It’s done and it will stay there.” Mistress grabbed the handle and moved the plug around, causing pet to squirm more. “Yes, this will do nicely.” And with that, Mistress zipped pet’s bag shut. “Crawl around for me pet. How does that feel?” Back on all fours, crawling proved to be more difficult than before. Every step pressed the nose of the plug back into pet’s cervix, and there was no way to not feel the sheer size and mass stretching pet inside. With the pain of the insertion subsiding, the new addition was very uncomfortable, but did not really hurt. pet contemplated how to answer her Mistress, and opted to just be truthful. “It’s really uncomfortable, Mistress.” pet squirmed as she crawled. “I would expect that it is pet, but then that’s rather the point.” pet looked down, nodding. “But are you in pain? Be truthful with me pet.” pet looked up, resigned to her new situation, “No Mistress, pet is not in any real pain.” Mistress looked at her pet with a satisfied smile. “Excellent, then we will consider this a permanent as well.” pet nodded again, “Thank you, Mistress.” Mistress bent over and stroked pet’ hair. “You could have told me you were in pain, and I very likely would have removed the plug – but you never even considered that, did you?” Mistress continued stroking her pet’s long red hair. “You see pet, even you realize this is what you need. You are where you need to be, and you are what you were always meant to be.”
Mistress sat in her chair again, telling pet to sit up beside her. The pressure of the plug caused pet to squirm, which in turn caused Mistress to become annoyed. “What is the matter, pet?” pet looked over “pet’s plug is pressing uncomfortably, Mistress.” Mistress let out a disinterested sigh, “Your discomfort is not my concern, pet. In time you will adjust, or not. Regardless, I still expect the same from you, so you will sit still.” pet looked down, “Yes Mistress” and pet did her best to remain still.
The sun was beginning to set, and the sounds and smells of dinner came from the kitchen. Mistress reached over and played with pet’s hair as she read, stroking it gently. After a short while, the other Mistress’ came into the den. All three exchanged kisses and then walked into the dining room. “You too pet – come along.” pet got back on all fours and crawled into the dining room. “Your dinner is over there, pet” and Mistress motioned to the corner of the room. pet was surprised, as she never eats with the Mistresses, but looked over to see her food and water bowls in the corner. pet smiled, “Thank you Mistress!” and crawled over to her bowls. Instead of her kibble, pet found her bowl filled with what she surmised was canned dog food. pet gave it a sniff, and not finding it objectionable, began eating. After a steady diet of kibble, the dog food tasted quite good, and pet ate without stopping until her bowl was empty, even licking it clean. It was only after looking back to the table that she saw all three Mistresses watching her. pet could feel her face, and then her whole body, grow flush from the humiliation of having the three Mistresses watch pet devour a bowl full of dog food with no hesitation.
“That was quite impressive, Arika. I don’t believe I have ever seen anyone consume dog food so… eagerly.” Mistress smiled proudly, “Thank you Mistress. I am rather proud of how my pet has adapted to her new life.” Mistress paused, "pet, did you enjoy your anniversary dinner?” pet raised her head from her water bowl, “Yes Mistress, pet enjoyed her dinner, thank you.” Mistress’ sister looked over with a hint of disgust, “Ugh – she even thanks you for the dog food…” Mistress made her kissy-sounds again, and pet crawled over to her. “Sit up pet.” pet leaned back and sat up next to her Mistress, who began stroking pet’s hair. “Of course she thanks me – this is a treat for her, isn’t it pet?” pet nodded, “it is, Mistress.” Mistress looked at her sister, “My pet is totally dependent on me and she appreciates all that I do for her. Isn’t the right my pet?” pet nodded, “pet loves her Mistress.” Mistress smiled at her sister, “I am the reason for her existence – figuratively and quite literally.”
pet remained by her Mistress’ side – kneeling, trying to ignore the plug that now fills her insides – while they all ate and chatted. It wasn’t long before dinner was over and the other Mistresses retired to their rooms. The girls were cleaning things up, and Mistress sat in the den, with pet licking her Mistress’ feet. “I think we will give you some canned dog food now and then, pet. Would you like that?” pet hardly needed to consider the offer. “Pet would appreciate that, Mistress.” Mistress nodded, “I really am proud of how you have progressed. Perhaps you have earned the occasional treat.” Mistress watched as pet continued licking her Mistress’ feet. “It will be interesting to see if by next year, I can extinguish that last faint glimmer of hope I can still see in your eyes.” pet paused, trying to imagine what else could be done to her, then continued licking her Mistress’ latex clad feet, as Mistress sighed contentedly and drifted off to sleep.
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