You are a housewife, talking on the phone to one of your bitch friends.

Hi, Kim, you want to go shopping?…I am ready to spend Sam’s money on some new outfits!  Sam hates going to the mall…he says it’s just a bunch of women’s clothing stores. Well, what’s wrong with that? He says that the day he can buy a slut slave in a pet shop is the day he goes to a mall, oh god…why did I ever marry that animal.

Yeah, Sam is all excited about the start of the football season, too. Big fucking deal. A bunch of drunken losers in our living room every week.  He expects me to wait on them, hand and foot during the game. Some of them even try to cop a feel when ever I walk past. Ugh, especially that fat, pimply nerd, Eric. He’s repulsive. I’d rather give blow jobs to smelly homeless guys. And they’re so messy, who knows what crap they track into our house. And then they spill beer all over the floor. Well, fuck that…Sam has another thing coming if he expects me to be a fucking slave all season. Like I’m his property or something. And then…they’re planning to go away on a hunting trip, and leave us home alone, yeah, like that’s happening.

So, I’ll see u at the mall…with Sam’s credit card!!

You are now at the end of your ‘class’. You now have ‘property of Sam’ ‘tattoed’ on u’r tit. Sam has taken u to the Mall…but now as cunt slave..who is now known as Cumface. You are leashed to a pole, where you are talking to Kim, now known as Bigtits. 

Oh hi, Bigtits. I am so glad you’re here…Sam leashed me here, like, I don’t how long ago,….I was getting tired just licking my pole dildo. Sam went into one of the men’s stores.

I was a good cunt yesterday and did my business in the backyard, after the important animals, of course, so Sam brought me to the Mall. I love it when Sam takes me to Mall; I get to ride in the pet carrier in the back of his car.  He says the seats upfront might get germs on them if an animal like me sits there(giggle)  Sam says he wishes girls were allowed in stores, but he says there are laws that say that only people are allowed in most stores, and well…I’m only a cunt (shrug)!  

This is my favorite leash pole. right by the playground where the boys play. It must be nice to be able to play with all those fun toys and stuff, but us cunts just aren’t smart like boys. A little while ago, a man brought his son over to look at me. I got into the display position, like we were taught. He had the boy squeeze my fuck bags and stick his fingers up my fuck hole. The boy’s dad told him a funny story about how there used to stores in the mall that had clothes for girls.  And girls used to be able walk around without leashes!! I told the boy that that was his dad trying to fool him….girls can’t just walk around without leashes….I mean, maybe if we were smart like dogs, we could. And as far as wearing clothes…like, as if, I mean, how could our owners, like, feel our fuckbags or fuck us  if we had clothes on. The boy laughed and I gave the dad a blowjob.

Sam took me into the pet store where he bought me. He had them check out my teeth and fuck bags and shit hole. The shop owners are so nice. They always give me a cum biscuit treat when we go in. But, they are so silly there, the vet always seem to run out of towels to wipe  his hands, so Sam had me lick the vet’s fingers after he checked my shit hole(giggle) . 

While the vet was checking me, I heard Sam saying that he wished that he could have bought a better cunt, but I’m all he could afford. The shop owners said something about a trade-in and South America disposal policy, what ever that means.

Sam buys my food there, too. I wish he would get the canned food, but he says why fritter away the money on cunts, when his dogs need the good food. Besides, he says…eventually I eat the canned food;. After his dogs shit it out…he’s right of course (giggle).    He does moisten up the dry food in my bowl…not with water, silly, that’s so un---environ…mental,  he uses his piss (giggle). 

Sam had his great friends over to watch “the game” (whatever that is). He said that if I was a good cunt, he’d let me fuck each one, wasn’t that great!!(giggle) 

When the guys walk in, Sam has me lick their shoes clean, (pouting..trying to think) You know, Bigtits, Sam’s friends always seem to have just stepped in nasty stuff like dog shit whenever they come over, isn’t that funny? I mean, like it’s as if they purposely stepped in it. They do that to you, too? It must be, like, a special guy thing (giggle). I guess us girls wouldn’t understand that.  I lick it all off, of, course, because Sam says he has to protect his important stuff, like his carpet. Sam says that cunts’ diges   uh di gest  tive systems (whatever that is) are specially made for swallowing shit  and cum and piss, and you know what they taught us…(as if you are both saying it together) men are always right!! (giggle)..girls are always wrong!!

Sam had me show his friends my new trick…I can count to 5. …I CAN, Bigtits.!!!, watch..1…2…uh , uh…oh shoot. I forgot. Like, I don’t know how anybody counts to high numbers like..uh..uh well bigger than 3, except for men, of course. (giggle) Sam says that girls don’t have big enough brains for that kind of stuff; (giggle) he’s right, of course. He says that scien…scienti…well, men have found that cunts’ brains are about the same as a chicken’s. Isn’t that terrible, I mean I wish I was as smart as a chicken.…….. and I don’t understand the TV…I mean it just seems like pictures of stuff I don’t know. Every once in a while I see a cock or a dildo and I get excited…but then it goes away.  I guess you have to be smart like a guy to watch complicated things like TV. Most of the time, I just sit in my corner, sucking on my dildo, when I’m not sucking Sam’s cock (giggle)

Last weekend, there was a boring game, so they painted bull eyes on my tits and played darts. That sweet guy Eric got a bull’s eye, so I got to be his personal cum dump during the second half. All the other guys had to cum on my face.

I was the drinks table during the 1st half…the guys were, like, really messy, spilling beer all over the place. Then they played this drinking game where the first guy to finish his beer and shove their empty bottle up my ass wins. It’s so cute listening to them yelling and screaming like little kids and then, POP, I’ve got a bottle in my ass (giggle). I think each guy got to win.  Sam makes me lick the bottles clean after…he says that the recycling people won’t take the bottles if they have shit on them, but he doesn’t want to waste good water washing them; and my tongue is free!!(giggles)

By the last quarter, all the guys have to pee, and they just can’t miss a minute of the game, so they all piss in my mouth. It’s a good thing they taught us that breathe control at camp, because Sam would so embarrassed if his cunt couldn’t swallow piss as well as Harvey’s cunt did during the hockey game.

Is your owner putting you in the kennel when the guys go on their hunting trip next week? I hope we get the same cage. It’s great that they have all those really simple toys for us to play with, especially the ones that bave the tinkle things in them. They’re so funner. Maybe, they’ll walk us over to the homeless shelter again, so we can get to practice our blowjobs on those nice men. The kennel people tell us its good that the men don’t shower much, so we get  to practice cleaning their cocks off, first. That’s, like, so thoughtful of them.  Now, don’t forget your sleeping dildo to suck on. I’m not sharing mine again.

Oooh,  Sam is coming. Bye bigtits…see you at the kennel.