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The following is a work of fiction that includes age play, bondage, chastity, humiliation, domination, non-consensual sex, and lots of diapers full of urine and feces. Unless that lists sounds appealing to you, I suggest you stop reading now. Continue at your own risk.

*** 14 ***

As soon as dinner was over, Fifi lead Melody right back to the nursery for some much needed privacy. Melody dreaded returning to the nursery so soon, knowing what might be in store for her, but she had little choice in the matter. She was still unable to walk, thanks to the harness and its attached leg spreader and Fifi clearly wasn't in the mood to play. Anytime the filly so much as hesitated, a strong tug on her leash got her moving again.

'I'll never look at diapers the same way again,' thought Melody as she was forced to crawl across the kitchen floor. She'd been stewing in her swampy, shit-filled diaper for hours, and it was started to get rather uncomfortable and itchy. Besides the manure coating her rear-end, she also found her plastic pants to be incredibly warm. Sweat collected around her waistband and leg gathers as she worked to keep up with Miss Fifi and it only added to the general unpleasantness of the whole situation. Melody was beginning to realize that poopy diapers weren't as much fun as she thought they'd be, and she couldn't help but wonder what she'd have to do to earn a change.

On their way back down the hall, they passed by her aunt Marzipan once more. She was watching TV on the sofa with Marcus, and much like last time, neither paid any attention to Melody as she was dragged around on the end of the leash. Melody grimaced as she felt her sticky, messy diapers pressing against her backside, secretly hoping her aunt would speak up and do something to help. However, like before, no one said anything as the filly was lead past. Even when Melody let a pathetic little whimper escape past the thick ball gag in her mouth, her aunt pretended not to hear, likely trying to avoid embarrassing the girl further. Melody's last hope faded away as they made it past the living room. She knew there was no escaping her fate now.

As expected, Fifi didn't drop the leash until they were both in the nursery, and the door was safely locked. Though, even without the leash, Melody didn't feel any less helpless. With her harness and mitts, she was little more than a plaything for the big Basset Hound. This became even more obvious when Fifi reached up under her long dress and slid a pair of white cotton panties down her chubby legs.

"Here's a little something to get you in the mood," said Fifi, smirking as she let the panties dangle above the teary-eyed slave kneeling at her feet.

Melody looked up nervously, blushing deep red as she thought about what was to come. As much as she didn't want to think about it, she could already smell her mistresses' wet panties as they hung there over her head. Of course, the smell got a lot stronger as Fifi knelt down and shoved the wad of cotton in the poor girl's face.

"Mmmm!" groaned Melody. She instinctively turned her face away as she felt the damp spot on the front of the panties press against her snout. Though, a little bit of resistance only made it more fun for the sadistic hound.

"Oh, no you don't," said Fifi as she reached out quick as lightning and latched onto the disobedient girl's leather ball gag harness, using it as a bridle to keep the filly under control.

Melody let out a fearful cry as her head was violently jerked back to its previous position. Again, she tried to pull away, but couldn't budge an inch. Her new mommy's grip was too strong, and the thick leather straps of the gag harness didn't give any leeway. The poor filly had no choice but look right at Fifi's smiling face as the panties came back for round two.

"What's the matter, dear? Can't handle the scent of a real woman? I'm sure you prefer the foul smell of your own Huggies, but you'll just have to learn," said Fifi, teasing as she smothered the defenseless girl with her dirty panties. Though, it wasn't enough to see her humiliated. Fifi wouldn't be happy until the reluctant teen was sniffing those panties as deeply as she could.

Melody tried to resist by breathing through her mouth. However, she couldn't get any air past her gag while Fifi had her panty-covered hand cupped over her mouth. Realizing her only choice would be to breathe though her nose, Melody stubbornly decided to hold her breath instead. She really didn't want to take in the rank odor of unwashed canine cunt, but Fifi didn't let up. The experienced domme dealt with plenty of pussy-phobic slaves in the past, and she always got her way in the end.

"You're just going to make this harder on yourself. Don't you want to make mommy happy?" asked Fifi in a patient tone. She knew it would only be a matter of time before the foolish girl would have to give in and start gasping for breath, and what a sight it would be. Fifi couldn't wait to see the look on her pretty little pet's face when she inevitably got a snout full of it.

"Mmmmmmugh!" grumbled Melody as she finally had to take a huge breath and snorted up a huge dose of the hound's scent. The filly tried to pull away again, but Fifi was ready and held the harness as tight as ever.

"No, no, Melody. You stay still and take your medicine," said Fifi, snickering arrogantly as she kept the girl's nose and mouth entirely covered with her used panties. Still, the willful filly kept tugging and struggling for a good minute before finally giving up.

There was hardly a point in fighting anymore. Melody had already breathed in so much of her mistress' overwhelming musk that she was getting lightheaded, and struggling only made her have to take deeper breaths. Defeated and humiliated, Melody stayed there on her hands and knees and savored the powerful odor of her mistress' pussy.

"Keep sniffing, slut. You're not graduating to the next step until you show me how much you enjoy my aroma," said Fifi, grinding the panties into the girl's face as she continued. "Don't bother trying to deny it; I can tell how much you're enjoying this. My nose has been picking up the scent from your nether regions all day; it's even stronger than the stink coming off that shitty diaper you're wearing."

The filly had a hateful scowl on her face, but her blushing gave her away. Whether Fifi was bluffing about being able to smell it or not, Melody's pussy was getting wetter and wetter as the punishment went on, and she was ashamed. Why was this happening? She hated being forced to smell her mistress' dirty underwear, but for some reason it got her incredibly aroused. Just like so many of the other punishments she'd suffered in the last few days, Melody relished the feeling of being helpless and totally at the mercy of another.

"Ah, just like I thought. You really are a nasty little pervert, aren't you?" asked Fifi, grinning down at the red-faced filly in her clutches.

Melody nodded and gave a long, drawn-out sniff as she looked up sheepishly at her mistress. Having been found out as the depraved masochist she was, Melody couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation. Suddenly, it felt like she had nothing to hide; she was free to enjoy the degrading treatment that was bestowed upon her. For the time being, she had silenced the nagging voice in her head that liked to tell her how wrong it was for her to enjoy being dominated by another woman.

Before too long, she began to get used to the musky fragrance of the panties. She began to think about how she'd been the one to arouse her mistress, and how she was about to be put to work as a cunt licking baby slave. She thought about being used for sexual pleasure and getting none in return. She thought about being nothing more than a prisoner in Fifi's nursery, servicing the older woman multiple times a day. She had no idea why, but the more she buried her nose in the wadded up fabric and breathed in the canine's scent, the more she wanted to be abused. Luckily, Fifi was more than happy to accommodate.

"That's enough, my silly little tart," said Fifi, snatching away the panties and stuffing them into her apron pocket for safe keeping. Her tail was wagging as she got back to her feet and looked down upon her pray with hungry eyes. She couldn't wait to take this cute, blushing teen, and turn her into a raunchy, vulgar whore. "Follow me," she continued. "It's time you paid me back for those orgasms I gave you earlier."

Melody knew what was coming. Still, she followed obediently, crawling behind her mommy as she was told. With each movement, she could feel the horrid mess in her diapers shifting around in her diaper. She'd been wearing this filthy thing for so long that it had lost all its charm, but strangely, it was still arousing to know she had no control of when she got a change. She just had to deal with it and wait to be taken care of.

Eventually, Fifi led the girl over to her big chair. They both came to a stop, and Melody watched as the horny hound hiked her dress up around her waist and sat down, spreading her legs wide to show off her goods.

"What're you waiting for?" asked Fifi, a big evil smile on her face as she sat with her glorious pussy on full display. She motioned for the girl to crawl over with one finger, and said "You're not getting out of that diaper until you make me cum."

There were only a couple of feet between Fifi and Melody, but the filly could already smell the hot stink of Fifi's snatch. It was several times more pungent than her panties, and glistened with sexual juices. Still, Melody inched forward on her hands and knees until her nose was just inches away from the canine's wet slit.

She could feel the heat coming off the bitch's chubby pussy lips now. There was no turning back, but the filly hesitated nonetheless. Fortunately, Fifi didn't take offense. Instead, she reached down between her legs and grabbed a fist full of the girl's mane and shoved the dumb little slut's snout right into her wet spot.

"Worship it. Show mommy how much you want to taste it," said Fifi, mad with lust as she forced the girl's face even deeper between her fat thighs.

Unable to turn away, Melody had no choice but bury her nose in the older woman's honey pot. The dank smell was overpowering, and soon her nose was wet with her mistress' juices. Though, she still wasn't allowed to pull away.

"I don't hear any begging," said Fifi, sounding a bit impatient as she pulled even harder on the girl's mane.

Just as planned, the pain was enough to get Melody's attention. She began moaning into her gag each time she took a deep breath of her mistress' cunt. Before long, all the pain and degradation had the filly just as wet and wanting as the hound she was forced to serve. Melody looked up; her cheeks a deep red, as she swayed her hips and wallowed in her mistress' pussy juices.

"Now you're learning. I think it's time for the next step," said Fifi, reaching down again. This time, she loosened the straps on her pet's gag, allowing the rubber ball to fall from the filly's mouth and hang below her chin. Fifi smirked wickedly as she stared down at her sweet, innocent plaything and continued delivering the vulgar instructions. "Now I want you to lap up my tasty juices. I hope you enjoy being my pussy cleaner, because I'm planning to use that mouth of yours a couple times a day."

"Yes, ma'am," said Melody, sounding as though she was in a trance as she leaned forward and ran her tongue up through her mistresses' pussy slit for the first time. The filly shuddered as the canine's juices coated her long tongue. It made her feel so dirty, yet at the same time she could feel herself growing more and more aroused as the feeling was forced on her.

Surprisingly, the taste wasn't nearly as strong as the smell. It was slightly salty, like sweat, and the taste was only slightly tainted by the hound's special musk. Melody had to admit it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, and soon she was using her tongue to explore every inch of her mistress' pink palace.

"That's the spirit. Get in there for a deep cleaning," said Fifi, letting out a lewd groan as she felt the filly's slippery tongue delve deeply into her pleasure pit. The hound got wetter and wetter as she was tongue-fucked. The inexperienced little slut was no where near the best she'd ever had, but it was still great foreplay.

"Yff Mmm," said Melody, her words muffled as she kept her mouth pressed tightly against the older woman's slippery, wet pussy flaps.

Fifi moaned as the girl's snake-like tongue writhed around in her love-tunnel. It wasn't enough to bring her anywhere near an orgasm, but it did a great job of warming her up. Eventually, after ten long minutes of being services, Fifi was ready for the main course. Overcome by desire, she reached back down between her legs and grabbed the filly by her mane once again. "Good girl, now make mommy cum," she said.

Melody let out a slight whine as her hair was pulled, but she didn't slow down. She started working her tongue faster and harder, hoping to get her mistress off, but it wasn't working. After several more minutes, she was getting tired. Her neck ached and her tongue was overworked and fatigued. She was nearing exhaustion before Fifi finally chimed in to offer some advice.

"The clit, you idiot," snapped Fifi. She jerked up on the poor filly's mane, forcing the foolish girl to look up at her as she was scolded. "Do you know anything about pleasing a woman?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am," said Melody, rather disappointed with herself that she'd failed to make her mistress cum. Though, she didn't have much time to grovel for forgiveness as her head was thrust back down into Fifi's crotch.

"Shut up," said Fifi coldly, forcing the teen back into position and holding her in place.

Melody whimpered pitifully into her mistresses' dripping-wet sex as her hair was yanked harshly. Still, she didn't dare stop. She quickly sealed her lips around the top of the hound's swollen vulva and began sucking, slurping up all the juices that had collected there.

"Yes, that's it. Lick it, bitch," moaned Fifi as she reacted to the intense pleasure. Without warning, she clamped her legs together, trapping the filly's head between her fat thighs.

Melody felt like she was being smothered, but she didn't complain. She knew she'd get a painful tug on her mane if she so much as slowed down, and she'd learned quickly not to disappoint her mistress. Strangely, the filly got a kick out of being trained like a brainless animal, molded into a perfectly subservient pet to serve her owner's desires. She couldn't help but daydream while rapidly rolling her tongue over the dominant woman's hypersensitive clit.

She fantasized about being forced to stay at Fifi's forever. About spending her life as nothing more than a depraved sissy slave, feeding off the sexual fluids of whomever she was ordered to give pleasure. Unfortunately, the more she got wrapped up in her own headspace, the more she began to slack in her duties. Of course, Fifi noticed right away and began motivating the girl the only way she knew how.

"Are you seriously getting tired already? Marcus lasted for over an hour," she said, clearly annoyed. "I was about to climax, and you fucked it up with your lackluster tongue-work."

"Srry, Mmm," grumbled Melody, refocusing on the task at hand.

"Sorry is right. You're going to be damn sorry if you can't get me off with your mouth. I always get what I want, one way or another."

The filly didn't say anything for herself; she was too busy kissing pussy to speak. She sucked long and hard, trying to get her mistress' clit as swollen and sensitive as possible. Once the fleshy, pink nub was standing at attention, she put her tongue back to work. She went harder and faster than before, ferociously gliding her slippery tongue across the upper-half of Fifi's sopping-wet vulva.

The hound was moaning now, harder than before. She could feel waves of pleasure shooting through her whole body each time the girls tongue ran across the tip of her clit. It was so much that she had to release the fistful of hair she'd been holding onto so that she could brace herself for orgasm. She was getting close now, but it would still a couple more minutes to push her over the edge.

Unfortunately, Melody couldn't keep up the frantic pace for that long. After just a few minutes she began to slow down again. Her neck muscles ached terribly, and her tongue was so strained that it hurt to wiggle it around in her mouth. It seemed all but hopeless as she heard Fifi's moans dying out. Knowing there was no way she'd ever be able to finish now; the exhausted filly gave up and got ready to accept her punishment.

"Did I tell you to stop?" asked Fifi, looking down angrily at the red-faced filly peeking out from between her thighs. "I don't tolerate lazy sluts, dear."

"No, ma'am, I just need a break," replied Melody, nervously contemplating what might come next.

"You don't get a break until I'm satisfied you've earned one, and you haven't done anything to impress me yet. You're my bitch now, sweety. That means you eat me out until I tell you to stop, and I don't want to hear your opinion on the matter, is that understood?"

"Yes, ma'am, but..."

"No buts. Just do it," said Fifi, opening up her legs to give the girl some more air. "Otherwise, I'll have to give you another punishment, and I guarantee it will be a whole lot worse than that little enema you got earlier."

Melody was close to tears as she looked back down at her mistress' musky sex. She was tired and sore, but the threat of more harsh discipline before the end of the night was enough to make try again. However, despite her immense determination, she just didn't have any steam left. Knowing this, she focused entirely on licking clit, but even still, the sluggishness of her tongue was very noticeable. Melody's worst fears were confirmed as she looked up to find Fifi glaring down at her.

"What are you looking at me for? Focus on your duties, before I get really mad!" barked Fifi. "You're going to have to a do a whole lot better than that if you want to get me off sometime tonight."

Overcome with dread, Melody started began working her mouth with everything she had. Things were looking promising at first, but in less than a minute she was groaning in discomfort as her tongue cramped up. After another minute of strenuous effort, she could hardly stick out her tongue. Knowing she was doomed, she burst into tears, her mouth still suctioned over the canine's slick pussy-flaps.

"Too bad I didn't bring a camera with me. This is a Kodak moment for sure; Melody the crybaby with her snout shoved in my pussy," said Fifi with a sneer.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," said Melody between sobs. "I just can't..."

"Indeed," said Fifi, interjecting. "You're nothing more than a pants-shitting diaper-baby, and that's exactly how you'll be treated. That means it's time for bed. We can discuss possibly changing your diaper in the morning if you eat all your breakfast like a good girl."

The poor filly couldn't imagine an entire night in this horrid diaper. She'd been forced to use it more times than she could count, and she knew she'd be using it again during the night. It was already stinky and sloppy, but it had only gotten even more unpleasant after she'd worked herself into a sweat. Worse still, it was starting to get very itchy. She'd diaper area had been totally coated with filth since her enema this afternoon, and she feared the hellacious diaper rash she'd have in the morning. Still, Fifi wasn't finished explaining the heinous punishment she had in store.

"Anything you want to stay before I get the feeding gag strapped into your mouth? You won't be getting another chance to speak until after you've finished a whole gallon of formula."

"What? That's not fair! My diaper can't even hold that much," said Melody, protesting with all of her might. A whole gallon of Fifi's special formula would have her stomach churning for days. She wouldn't stop shitting for the rest of the week.

"That's what your diaper cover is for, dear. Now you might as well save your breath, you'll need it when you're crying into your gag all night."

"Please don't make me," said Melody, shamelessly begging for mercy as she rested her tear-streaked cheek against her mistress' inner thigh. "I promise I'll be good. I just don't want to be a baby anymore."

"Is that so? Well, if you think you're grownup now, then maybe I should give you a big-girl punishment then," said Fifi, a huge grin spreading across her face as she reached down and shoved the ball gag back into her plaything's mouth before the filly could even complain.

Melody shook her head and grunted into her gag, but Fifi didn't pay any mind as she tightened the straps on the girl's gag harness. Silenced, the determined teen kept resisting anyway, forcing mommy to be very rough with her baby.

"Do you want this spreader harness off or not?" said Fifi, snarling as she tried to subdue the young mare.

All the fight left Melody the moment she heard the good news. Unable to walk, her legs had been forced apart since she was locked in the infernal harness, and she couldn't wait to have it taken off. She was immensely grateful as she felt the tight straps loosen from around her waist, shoulders and crotch. After how she'd disappointed Fifi, she knew she was lucky to even get this.

Before long, Melody was free of the harness and Fifi helped her up to her hooves. The exhausted filly was shaky at first, but she was able to keep her balance well enough while her onsie and plastic underpants were stripped off, leaving her in nothing but her mitts, ankle cuffs, and one very full diaper.

"You have ten seconds to get you butt on the changing table," said Fifi, gesturing to the other side of the room. "If you want to be a big girl, you have to prove you can follow orders."

Melody nodded and hustled over to the cold, metal table. She could feel the weight in the back of her diapers swinging back and forth as she walked, making it all the more obvious how much she needed a change. She hesitated, regardless. It was impossible not to think back to her last experience on the changing table, and wondered if there would be any surprises like last time. Even still, she knew it was Fifi's way or the highway.

The reluctant filly stepped up and sat her dirty rump down on the hard table. She shuddered as she felt the warm mud in her pants press against her backside, but kept quiet about it. Hearing footsteps approaching, she quickly got into position and put her hooves up in the steel stirrups. There was nothing to do now but lie back and wait for a diaper change like a helpless baby.

Though, before that diaper could come off, Fifi had to make sure the subject was secure. She took a lap around the table, fastening Melody's wrists to steel rings that were welded into the table. Then came the straps on the stirrups to make sure the girl's powerful legs stayed firmly anchored. When all was said and done, Melody was defenseless on her back with her legs up in the air, just like last time.

"Does this big, grownup girly want her mommy to wipe her dirty butt clean?" asked Fifi, snapping on a pair of rubber gloves.

Melody nodded shyly, embarrassed by Fifi's patronizing questions.

"Then let's not waste any time. After all, a mature young lady such as yourself shouldn't have to suffer the indignity of wearing diapers like a baby. Lift your bottom up, dear."

The filly lifted her butt off the table just in time for a disposable pad to be slid underneath. This was going to be one hell of a messy diaper, and Fifi had enough to clean without smearing shit all over the nursery. Not that she was complaining about the extra work, quite the contrary.

The perverted hound was thoroughly enjoying herself. She doubted if she'd ever get tired of babying her new plaything. She was hoping to break the girl's rebellious spirit soon. Then she'd have a perfect li'l foal to pamper and play with during the day while Marzipan was out. Though, the first step was to remind Melody what a diaper-baby she really was.

Fifi had a sinister grin on her face as she tore the tapes on either side of the filly's hips. The poor girl blushed deep red and looked away as her diaper was peeled open. As expected, the sharp-tongued Fifi couldn't resist making a few snide remarks.

"Oh my," she said, acting surprised as she got her first look at the girls filth covered diaper area. "Are you sure you're a big girl? I've met toddlers with more control over their bowels."

Melody had nothing to say for herself, which was no problem. As long as she had this big rubber ball gag in her mouth, it meant she wasn't expected to talk. She just turned her head to the side and tried to imagine herself anywhere else but here. Ashamed, she couldn't bear to watch as her foul diaper was snatched out from underneath her shit-coated butt cheeks. Though, she was relieved when she heard Fifi roll it up and toss it into the diaper pail where it belonged.

With that, the cleanup was underway. A chill ran up Melody's spine as she felt the cold, wet wipes against her skin. This had to be the most humiliating way to get clean that she could imagine, and from what she'd heard, it was going to take a while.

"Yuck, what a mess," said Fifi as she grabbed another handful of baby wipes. "Maybe we should get your Aunt up here and ask her if you're ready to go back to big girl pants."

Melody shook her head and whined into her gag.

"Shush! If you don't want to be treated like a baby, maybe you shouldn't act like such a spoiled little brat all the time," said Fifi, continuing to wipe away poop from the pouting teen's bottom.

She hardly seemed to be making any progress. However, after several minutes and about a dozen and a half wipes, she'd gotten the girl's bottom clean. From there, she started on the front. Naturally, Melody reacted the moment the cold wipes came in contact with her sensitive privates.

The filly tensed up as her befouled pussy lips were wiped clean, but it didn't stop there. She couldn't help but groan and squirm about as her mommy spent minutes meticulously scouring her various cracks and crevices. The finishing touch came as a warm, wet, soapy rag that was used to wipe the last bit of nasty debris away and leave her with a nice fresh smell. When it was all said and done, Melody was blushing, and as hard as it was to admit, very turned on.

"Oh, do tell me again how much you hate being a baby," said Fifi as she cocked her brow, once again able to smell the girl's arousal from a mile away.

Melody didn't know how to feel. After what she'd been through today, the idea of being Fifi's little filly was downright frightening. However, her body wasn't going to lie. The more she was punished and abused, the more she wanted. Even now, all Melody could think about were those mind-blowing orgasms that had rocked her body earlier. Just thinking about going back into diapers for another day of forced messing and humiliating scolding had her pussy twitching with excitement. Desperate for another round with the big vibrator, the filly looked up at her mommy with pleading eyes and wiggled her hips.

Fifi smirked, able to tell right away what the naughty girl was thinking. Unfortunately, the hound had other things on her mind as turned to grab some more supplies from a nearby cabinet. There was a special vibe she wanted to try out, and a little leather slapper to spank the girl's naughty bits when she acted up. Of course, the silly little filly had no idea what was in store for her. That is, until she saw Fifi slip into a strapon harness and pull it up around her waist.

Of course, it was hidden under her long dress, but the bulge of the massive dildo was protruding noticeably. Melody was in shock at first, but the more she thought about where that big rubber stallion's cock might be going, the more nervous she got. Before long, she was shivering in fear as Fifi took position between her legs. The filly had no hope of closing her legs with her hooves strapped in the steels stirrups. Her arms were useless, shackled to the sides of the table. She had no way to defend herself as Fifi lifted her dress up and showed off the mighty, ribbed cunt-destroyer hanging between her legs.

"You want to be a big girl?" asked Fifi, as she used her foot to nudge a stepstool into position at the foot of the table. The amusement was gone from her face, as she stepped up on the stool, giving her an extra foot and a half of height. She looked dead-serious as she said, "Let me show you how I punish big girls."

Melody's eyes went wide with terror. She'd never been fucked, and she certainly didn't expect her first time to be like this. Sure, she'd sucked off and jerked off a few boys here and there, but she'd never actually busted her cherry.

To be blunt, most of the guys she'd ever been with had been too small for her. At least, they must have though so, since they never even tried to make a move to get into her pants. They were happy to accept a tug job, but when they saw how tiny their little cocks looked in her big Clydesdale hands, they suddenly got too shy to go any further. There were some other large breeds that she'd gone to school with over the years, even some Clydesdales, but they always seemed to go for smaller mares with less meat on their bones. These unfair standards had left Melody feeling like the only person at her community college that hadn't ever had sex. Though, it looked like all that was about to change, but not before Fifi got a chance to play her mind games.

"I've got two other toys to show you, dear," said Fifi, holding up the two other items she'd brought over to the table. "One is a reward for being a good little slut. The other is your punishment if you dare to disappoint me again."

Melody inspected the two toys in her mistress' hands as they were presented to her. The first was a simple slapper, just a small strip of leather on the end of a wooden handle. It looked like it would sting like hell, and could fit in many hard to reach places. The second looked much more inviting. It was a vibrator, about the size of an electric toothbrush. It had a narrow tip that could focus incredibly intense vibrations on any part of the body. When, where, and how these toys would be used was entirely up to Fifi, and she was going to make sure Melody understood that by the end of the night.

"Shall we get started?" asked Fifi, setting down the slapper and the vibe on either side of the trembling girl who lay helpless on the table before her. The nasty hound turned her attention to the filly's wet pussy, spreading it open with her fingers and inspecting her like livestock. "Maybe you are a big girl. I can see how bad you want a nice, deep fuck. Am I right?"

Melody shook her head and whimpered fearfully. Though, her whimpers changed to high pitched squeals as she felt the leather slapper come down between her legs. The soft leather let out a sharp crack as it smacked down across the girl's tender pussy lips, sending a jolt of excruciating pain through her body. It was enough to get Melody sobbing almost immediately.

"Don't lie to me, you little slut," snapped Fifi, snarling. "Anyone with half a brain can see that you're dripping wet down here. You love being tied up and used like a piece of meat, don't you?"

Melody wanted to stand up for herself, but she knew the abuse wouldn't stop as long as there was an insolent bone left in her body. She nodded her head and gave a submissive little moan, but it wasn't enough. Fifi was just getting started. Again, Melody let out a cry as the strip of leather kissed her pussy for a second time.

"You'll have to forgive me. I like to tenderize my meat," said Fifi coldly as she spanked the girl's vulnerable crotch.

She found it amusing how the filly on the table was overreacting. The big baby would cry and tug at her restraints with each slap, while Fifi was barely putting any effort into it. This was still just more foreplay, a taste of things to come if Melody didn't shape up.

"Is my piece of meat tender yet?" asked Fifi, stroking the girl's reddening vulva with the slapper.

Melody nodded her head as vehemently as she could, her face wet with tears.

"What should I do with my newly tenderized meat? Maybe I should soften it up a bit more?"

Without thinking, Melody shook her head and started grunting like a pig as she tried begging for mercy through her gag. Her defiance earned another series of harder, faster whacks on her already stinging slit that made her squeal. Though, she quickly learned her lesson and went quiet once more as Fifi scolded her.

"How dare you try to tell me what to do with my meat? It's mine now. I own it. That means I can do whatever I want with it."

Half expecting another slap below the waist, Melody nodded her head, crying as quietly as she could to avoid upsetting her mistress.

"That's better. I knew you'd learn your place around here sooner or later. I bet you want my big, bad strapon deep inside you right now. Is that why you're crying? Because you want your mommy to fuck your pussy until it's tender enough to eat?"

Melody couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was she really about to lose her virginity to that massive rubber horse cock? She wished she could go back and eat Fifi out properly, even the gallon of formula seemed like a better option now. She was too terrified to answer, knowing she was going to be punished either way. However, when she saw Fifi bring the slapper up for another round, Melody didn't hesitate to nod her head.

"Yeah, I bet you'd like that," said Fifi, setting the slapper back down on the table, "but this is supposed to be a punishment, right?"

The hounds question was obviously rhetorical, because she didn't bother to wait for an answer. Again, she lifted her dress and apron up, this time tucking them into the front of her strapon harness so keep them out of the way. Once her long, black cock was out in the open, she got to work slathering on plenty of lube. It wasn't just for her though, she smirked as she shoved a lube coated finger into the frightened filly's tailhole.

Realizing what was really in store for her, Melody resumed her whimpering and protesting. Suddenly, losing her virginity seemed like the preferred option in this case. Though, there was nothing she could do about it. With her arms and legs bound, she could only squirm helplessly, like an insect in a spider's web.

"That's enough. No more fussing, dear. Just lay back and try to relax. This will be so much more unpleasant if you're fighting the whole time. There's a reason I call this one the Stallion."

Fifi's advice was immediately discarded, and Melody began braying like a mule as the soft, flared end of the Stallion was pushed into her tailhole, stretching her anus to a painful degree as it entered her. Once the flare was inside, it got slightly more bearable, much like the butt plug she'd been forced to take earlier that day. However, the relief didn't last long.

Fifi slowly started giving the girl more and more, paying careful attention to the groans and grunts coming out of her pet as she went further inside. The seemingly merciless hound was anything but. She could have rammed the entire strapon home with a single thrust and fucked the brat into a coma, but she didn't. Instead, she worked it in nice and gently, slowing down at any sign of severe pain.

By the time she was finished, there was nearly a full foot of simulated horse cock was rammed up the filly's ass. It was only half of what the Stallion had to offer, but to Melody, it seemed like she was about to be split in two. She bit down on her gag and laid her head back on the table, closing her eyes tightly as she felt Fifi begin to pump her huge rod in and out.

It was slow at first, but eventually the diabolical hound began to pick up steam until she was at a steady pace. Of course, she could have fucked the girl deeper and harder if she wanted to. This filly had plenty of room in her rectum to spare, but for now it seemed the inexperienced slave had all that she could handle.

Melody let out a shameful grunt each time she felt the wide flare thrust back inside of her. It felt almost like someone reaching up her ass and punching her from within. It felt like hell at first, but as she got more and more loosened up it began not to hurt so much. At times, it even felt pleasurable as the dildo massaged her vagina walls from below. Nonetheless, there was still something unnatural and shameful about it all. She was being fucked, not for anyone's pleasure in particular, but solely to punish her. To teach her that she was nothing but a piece of meat and that her holes were the property of her mistress. Oddly enough, it was working. Melody felt so dirty, grunting out loud as she took it up the ass like a whore. Her mind had gone totally blank, her thoughts replaced with only the most basic sexual impulses. Drool ran from under the large ball gag and drizzled from her chin, but she didn't even notice. She had only one thing on her mind, and that was the Stallion sliding in and out of her tight asshole.

It was her first time with a cock inside her, real or not, and she was already imagining all the debaucherous things that Fifi could do to her. A few short minutes ago, she was praying to keep her virginity, and now she was fantasizing about how her pussy might be the next hole to be claimed. As disgusted as she was with herself, she could feel herself getting even wetter as she imagined riding mistress' strapon until climax, moaning and begging for more while she was deflowered.

Of course, the usual voice was still there in the back of Melody's head, telling her sick and wrong she was. It told her that she should be screaming for help at the top of her lungs. That she was being weak and stupid, laying back and taking it without a fight. However, the voice faded further into the distance the longer her punishment went on, as though her subconscious had finally given up resisting. Once she finally realized that she had no control of her mind and body anymore, the voice went quiet. There was no escape, so why fight? No longer needed, the voice was dead, possibly for good. Though, it was quickly replaced by Fifi's vulgar teasing.

"C'mon, sweety, don't be shy. Show me how much you love having my strapon up your shithole. Moan for me, you little tramp."

Melody winced as she felt the back Stallion push even further inside with each thrust, but that didn't stop her from moaning like she was told. If anything, the deep fucking helped push the air out of her lungs as it plunged deep into her ass. "Mmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmm..." moaned the desperate filly, spreading her legs even further in the hopes that her glistening pussy slit might be noticed by Fifi.

Fortunately, Fifi did notice, and was nice enough to give her obedient little fuck-toy a treat. While Melody was distracted, the sly hound picked up the toothbrush-shaped vibrator and slid the narrow tip right over the girl's noticeably erect clit. Without so much as a word, Fifi turned the vibe, grinning as she saw Melody's reaction.

Melody's eyes lit up for a moment as she felt a rush of sexual energy course through her pelvis. Though, after only a few seconds, the tenacious little vibrator was driving her to tears. Intense, ultrasonic vibrations tickled and tortured her sensitive clitty, building up until it was literally painful. Though, there was nothing the poor filly could do to protect herself. She just had to bite down on her gag, whimper, and bear the mind-melting pleasure.

The feeling was so incredible that she hardly noticed the black Stallion was still working its way in and out of her. She was being butt fucked harder and deeper than before, but she was too preoccupied to notice. No matter, Fifi was still keeping a close eye on her new plaything.

The experienced domme could sense that the filly was about to cum. As such, she thrust into the girl's asshole and held it deep inside while Melody erupted into an orgasm more powerful than anything she'd ever experienced. Muscle spasms and tremors took over her body, causing her to tug against her restraints with all her might as she waited for the wave of pure ecstasy to pass. She moaned so loud that it sounded more like she was being murdered, but she couldn't help it while the vibe was still buzzing away on her clit.

Finally, Fifi pulled the toy away, shut it off, and set it back down. Melody took the opportunity to catch her breath, thinking it was over, but she soon found the Stallion pumping in and out of her battered tailhole once more. She sighed and whimpered, realizing that it was all about to start over and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

"Oh my, what a butt-slut. It didn't even take you a full minute to cum with this fat cock up your ass," said Fifi thrusting deep into Melody's backdoor, hard enough to make the girl scrunch her face up in pain.

Melody groaned. Feeling like she'd been punched in the gut, she glared down angrily between her legs at Fifi. However, the big hound didn't have to say anything. Fifi just kept blasting the indignant filly up the ass harder and harder, until the girl's insolent expression changed back to a look of total submission.

"You'd be wise to not make nasty faces at me, darling," said Fifi with an evil smile. "As a big girl, you'll be getting a nice, rough fuck like this every time you show me that snotty attitude of yours, understand?"

Once again, Melody was reduced to tears as she heard the terrible news. Her poor tailhole was getting sore and she wasn't finding the sensation nearly as pleasurable as she had prior to cumming. She wanted it to end, but she could only lay there with her legs spread and take it like a bitch in heat. She didn't want to imagine getting fucked like this each and every time she shot a sideways glance at her mistress. Though, Melody knew that it wasn't up to her. She had no control over anything anymore. With no other options, she nodded her head and gave a soft whine, responding to Fifi's question before the leather slapper had to make a comeback.

"Aw, look at that, crybaby is crying again. If you're so afraid of getting your tailhole fucked raw everyday, then you'd be wise not to cross me again. The next time I tell you to eat my pussy until I cum, you better get the job done, or you'll regret it every time. Tell me; are you sorry for being a lazy pussy licker yet?"

Melody nodded, still blubbering like a baby as she was teased.

"Don't worry; you'll have the chance to make it up to me. For now I'm having too much fun punishing that fine ass of yours," said Fifi, pushing her strapon another inch into Melody's tailpipe as she continued teasing the poor girl. "I can tell you love being my bitch too, isn't that right?"

Another pained grunt escaped from behind Melody's gag as she felt the Stallion delve even deeper inside before coming to a stop. It was nearly all the way in now, and it felt a whole lot bigger than it did at the start of the punishment. Still, she nodded her head and tried to hide her discomfort in the hopes of earning her mistress' forgiveness.

"Good, because I'm not stopping until you're a brainless, broken sex-slave," said Fifi with a menacing sneer as she picked up the vibe once again and held it up for her slave to see. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging to marry my cock."

The filly didn't get a chance to respond before the vibrator was buzzing away at her clit again. She pushed against the stirrups with all her might as she tried to bear the overwhelming pleasure, but there was nothing she could do to dull the incredible sensations. Her mind went blank, unable to think about anything other than having her asshole filled, and building up to another explosive orgasm. Within a few minutes she was climaxing, moaning even loader than before.

"That's right, show me what a butt slut you are," said Fifi, her hips still rocking forward and back rhythmically as Melody twitched with ecstasy.

Unfortunately, the fun still didn't end. The sadistic domme continued to hold the vibe in place, even after the filly's orgasm had subsided. The buzzing of the tenacious little vibrator was downright painful now, but Fifi didn't care. She kept grinding the tip against Melody's clit until the girl was moaning again. Just like before, it only took minutes to coax another orgasm out of the already exhausted teen.

"Hope you're not too tired. You still have to finish eating my pussy after this," said Fifi, smirking. She could see how tired the girl was after cumming for a third time. Her tailhole was loose enough for a nice smooth fuck, and her pussy were dripping wet. Juices trickled from the girl's slit, down to her aching tailhole. She was literally lubing the Stallion with her own juices at this point. Nonetheless, the vibe still kept buzzing away.

The two orgasms in addition to the first were enough to satisfy the filly's lust, and she wanted it to end now. Regardless, the vibrator stayed glued to her clit until she came a fourth and even a fifth time within the span of a few minutes. The sixth and last orgasm was pure torture. It took the longest, and had the least payout of the previous five. Melody was completely numb both mentally and physically by the time Fifi finally shut off the toy and pulled the black Stallion out of the girl's ass.

"Had enough?" asked Fifi.

Melody nodded, sweating profusely as she lay on her back trying to catch her breath after her last of many orgasms.

"I'd say so. You're nice and tender now. This big strapon is going to glide right into your ass next time, and there _will_be a next time, I assure you. It might come sooner than you think if you fail to get the job done a second time. Fuck up again and Mr. Vibrator goes away. Then we'll have to welcome back Mr. Slapper, and no one wants that, right?"

The terrorized teen's delicate flower quivered as the slapper was mentioned. Still, Fifi showed no sympathy. The big hound stepped down off her stool slipped out of her strapon harness, letting the heavy dildo fall to the floor with a thud. It was time to test and see whether the punishment had worked.

"I'm going to take this gag out now. You're to be seen and not heard unless I ask you a question, and I don't want to hear a word out of you other than 'yes, ma'am' or 'no, ma'am', is that clear?" asked Fifi, giving the weary slave a stern glare.

As expected, Melody nodded without hesitation. She didn't grunt, whimper, or sigh. There wasn't even a hint of rebellion in her tired eyes. It was as though she was grateful to have the chance to prove herself and correct her previous mistake. As though she finally understood that she had no rights of her own anymore. Privileges were earned, not given, and that included the privilege of clean diapers, food, and even sleep. The truth became clear to Melody; pleasing Miss Fifi was the only true path to happiness.

She wanted to say "thank you," as she ball was plucked out of her mouth and left to dangle under chin, but luckily remembered the rules; don't speak unless spoken to. Unfortunately, she didn't get much chance to show up her newfound obedience, as Fifi had little to say. She just walked a circle around the table, undoing each of the restraints as she went along.

Once Melody was free, she was helped off the table onto her hooves. Her first instinct was to try and cover her nakedness, but she knew Fifi would prefer to see her shamelessly bearing all like a good slave. As such, the girl stood timidly with her hands at her sides, waiting for her orders.

"Put this on. I'm sure you can handle it yourself. After all, you're a big girl now," said Fifi, grabbing a pair of pull-up style disposable training pants from the pile of supplies next to the changing table and throwing it down on the floor in front of Melody.

"Yes, ma'am," said the filly, quickly bending down to pick up her new underpants.

The first thing she noticed was how light and thin they were, nothing compared to the thick, fluffy diapers she'd been wearing for the last couple of days. Nonetheless, she did as she was told with no hesitation, slipping her hooves through the leg holes and sliding the training pants up around her waist. Much to her chagrin, she found they fit tighter than expected, and she didn't relish the thought of having to use them and sit in the aftermath for the rest of the night. Hopefully, if she could please her mistress like a big girl, she'd be able to move onto the potty training stage and maybe work her way back up to real panties again. The purple, princess print on these pull-ups made Melody feel even more childish than when she was wearing diapers. Even after all she'd been through, she couldn't help but blush as Fifi looked her up and down.

"Go on and kneel by my big chair," said the hound. "It's time for round two, I expect you to know what you're doing this time."

"Yes, ma'am," said Melody, lowering her head sheepishly as she passed by Fifi on her way to the familiar spot in front of the hound's wingback chair. Kneeling down, she waited with her mitted hands resting against the front of her thighs. Her jaw ached, and her tongue still felt like a useless lump of flesh in her mouth, but she hoped she could please Fifi this time. Fortunately, the hound wasn't taking any chances.

After playing with the Stallion, and seeing Melody cum over and over, Fifi was even more eager to get off than before. As such, the determined hound grabbed the vibrator of the changing table and brought it with her as she sat down in her chair. She looked down at he bashful slave and gave a haughty smirk as she lifted her dress up once more.

"Time to show mommy how much you love the taste of her honey," said Fifi, spreading her legs wide open.

"Yes, ma'am," said Melody, leaning forward and shoving her long face between her mistress' pillowy thighs.

The filly didn't waste any time getting starting, despite the added musky taste. Fifi had gotten a bit sweaty down there while she was wearing the strapon, and Melody could taste and smell the difference right away. From the moment she buried her snout in the hound's damp crotch-fur, she felt overwhelmed by the scent, and the taste was much stronger than before. Nevertheless, Melody began shamelessly lapping the juices off her mistress' wet sex.

"Now that's the enthusiasm I want to see," said Fifi, very pleased to see Melody working the clit like a champ. However, the hound had something else in mind this time. She reached down and applied the buzzing vibrator to her own clit, moaning as she gave further instructions to her loyal slave. "Work that tongue in deep; get a good taste of my insides."

Melody slid her lips down toward the dank hole as ordered, her tongue rimming around the outside before pushing its way into the tight crevice. She blushed as Fifi's juices flowed into her mouth, but the filly didn't think twice to swallow it all down and keep working. Once her tongue had slithered in nice and deep, she could feel Fifi's muscles twitching and contracting as she groaned with pleasure.

"Make some noise for me, dear. I want to hear how much you're enjoying yourself," said Fifi, still working circles around her clit with the powerful vibrator.

Melody didn't answer, but she did start moaning passionately as she wriggled her tongue around, massaging the walls of her mistress' pussy. The sloppy noises and heartfelt vocalizations made the filly feel like such a dirty whore, but that only made it more fun. She wasn't sure why, but she couldn't resist rubbing her mitted hands up and down across the front of her big-girl pull-ups. Luckily, Fifi didn't notice, much too distracted by her own pleasure.

It didn't take the hound long to reach orgasm with the help of her toys. Her toes curled up as she climaxed, but she didn't holler out loud or anything undignified like that. She just clenched up and gave a low growl as she waited for the incredible feeling to pass.

The vibrator finally went silent after a good, long orgasm. However, Melody never got the order to stop her tongue-fucking. Instead, Fifi reached down and grabbed the girl's leather gag harness and held the filly so she couldn't pull away yet.

"Good work, bitch, but you're not finished yet," said Fifi, breathing heavily. "I have a special reward for you, a bit of my golden nectar."

Melody let out a curious grunt as she looked up at her mistress, but Fifi only grinned at the naive girl and continued to give orders.

"Make a nice tight seal around my pussy with that pretty mouth of yours. Spill a drop and you'll be sorry."

Melody's ears drooped, realizing what was to be expected of her. Before she had a chance to react, she felt a burning hot stream of dog piss spraying into her mouth. The taste was salty and strong, and it made her want to gag. However, instead of trying to pull away, she pressed her lips around the perimeter of the canine's piss-slit and started gulping down mouthfuls of the powerful-tasting broth.

The deluge lasted for nearly half a minute, bathing filly's tongue in fresh urine and forcing her to drink down the liquid as fast as possible to avoid spilling. In a moment of weakness, she felt like she was going to retch as she thought about what was happening. However, she managed to distract herself by rubbing her sissy, purple diapers long enough for the urge to pass. Her hard work eventually paid off as the stream tapered off to the last few drops and eventually stopped completely.

"What do you say when someone gives you a treat?" asked Fifi, cocking her brow as she smiled down at the blushing slave between her legs.

"Fank yoo," replied Melody, her voice still muffled by her mistress' pussy flaps. She looked up at her mistress with tear-filled eyes as she spoke. There was not a trace of insolence on the girl's face. She finally felt like a real slave.

"You're welcome, dear. I'll make sure you get plenty more if you ever forget your place around here again, is that clear?" asked Fifi, releasing the girl's harness.

"Yes, ma'am," answered Melody as she pulled her face out of the hound's crotch and licked her lips. She still had the salty taste of piss in her mouth, and could taste the older woman's cunt on her lips. Though, she didn't mind; it was a suitable reminder of her status as a brainless pussy-eating slut. That's not to say that she enjoyed drinking right from the tap, but the feeling of being owned certainly left her diapers moist with sexual juices.

She wished he could keep rubbing the front of her diaper, but she knew Fifi wouldn't approve. Instead, the doe-eyed little filly rested her cheek on the hound's thigh, hoping her mommy would give her another round with the vibe before bed. Regrettably, Fifi had no such plans.

"Such a loyal pet you've become," said Fifi warmly, stroking the girl's hair for a bit before leaning forward and returning the heavy, rubber ball gag to the filly's waiting mouth to help keep the taste in.

Melody was helped back up to her hooves, blushing cutely as she was patted on her bottom. She didn't resist in the slightest as she was led over to the racecar bed and put down for the night. She didn't cry, complain, or make so much as a peep as she was strapped down for safekeeping. She wasn't happy that she'd be gagged for the duration of the night, but she understood it had to be done. For her good behavior, she was rewarded with a story before bed.

Fifi took a seat on the bed next to Melody and rubbed the inside of the girl's thigh as the story unfolded. In the most juvenile language possible, Fifi told the story of a good little princess who was captured by the dark queen that had taken over her kingdom and locked in a tower.

Melody blushed cutely as Fifi weaved the kinky tale of sexual slavery. The princess was given a large iron collar sealed with a magical lock. She was given a potion that made her live forever, being treated like nothing but livestock for generations. There was plenty of bondage and rough sex, beatings and brandings too as the story went on.

Melody enjoyed it greatly, even if the story didn't end like most fairy tales. This time there was no knight in shining armor to save the princess from the wicked queen. In the end, the princess was doomed to live for all eternity as nothing more than a plaything for her most vile enemies. That was the ending Melody wanted anyway. She liked to imagine the princess sitting there now in the opulent tower, waiting for her masters to return. At times, she even wished she could take the princess' place, getting rather moist and wanting by the time the story was finished.

Nonetheless, the girl's diaper area didn't get anymore attention that night. Once the story ended, the blankets were pulled up, covering Melody as she lay restrained on her back. The desperate filly wanted to cum again so bad, but she knew better than to beg for it. She only gave a submissive little moan as her mistress said her goodnights and took her leave, locking the door behind her.

In the dark solitude of the nursery, Melody finally had a chance to collect her thoughts. She pondered whether she'd make the right choice in becoming a "big girl." However, she never came to a conclusion. She was so exhausted that she passed out almost instantly, and stayed soundly asleep for the rest of the night, for better or for worse.