Dogwoman 1912

Chapter 3 Walking in the Garden

Dogwoman 1912

-- Chapter Three: Walking in the Garden -- 

By Chako

The ruthless discipline by Take-san continued day after day.
Gradually I lost my own will.
I just waited for his orders...

During the hard training, Take-san never forgot to polish every tiny corner of my body.
When he sent me to the public bathhouse, he gave me a nukabukuro and told me to scrub all over myself.
On my return to the apartment, he waxed me with mint oil and butter.
The big, coarse hands of Take-san carefully oiled all my skin.
I heard that butter was something they put on bread in the West.
I disliked the stickiness at first, but my rough skin gradually became smooth and glossy by his oiling.
When washing my hair, he used plenty of precious eggs.
After rinsing my head in a wooden tub, he treated it with a comb soaked in camellia oil.
My dusty, reddish hair slowly returned to jet black.
I had my hair tied around a comb.

My doggy days on all fours polished my body, without anyone to appreciate it...
For all my lustrous skin and hair, the rope marks on my body never disappeared...

On waking up in the morning, I squatted like a dog at Take-san's bedside.
I waited for him to wake up.
As soon as he got up, he made me salute him.
I was forced to...drink...his piss...
It's bitter and salty...with a choking smell...
I had hated it. Sometimes I spilled some out of my mouth.
Every time I spilled, he hit me hard.
Now I could drink him up without any spill.

Then it was my piss time...
Kneeling on a litter box, I opened up myself with my fingers.
I could not pee until Take-san allowed me.
Now I could use the box without making a mess.

While Take-san was making breakfast, I waited silently, sitting at the entrance.
My breakfast was soy soup on steamed rice.
I ate from my bowl with my ass up and my face down in the bowl.
Take-san had told me to lick the bowl to clean it.

Take-san took off from the whorehouse when he trains a woman.

I was trained through-and-through.

Now I couldn't stop drooling whenever I saw a rope.
Candle fire still frightened me.
Take-san had to bind me before using fire, saying, "Well, maybe this is natural for an animal..."
He used a candle on me, which scared me.
Fire scared me to death. Hot wax crazed me...
I was so horrified...I wanted someone to hold me tight...
The fire drove all other thoughts out of me.

It was only when I came after Take-san's permission that I could come back to myself.
It was so good...
The only chance I felt like myself.
So I wanted it all the more.
I couldn't even come until Take-san allowed me, though.

Once in a while, he stuck something up in my ass.
"Huhuhu...we need to take steps here..."
Saying so, Take-san screwed his finger into me.
First time it hurt.
Yet, once my body learned to have it from two ways at the same time, I wasn't satisfied without it.
"You...want it? Your ass hole is gasping for my finger..."
After a while, Take-san began to tease me about that.
When I wanted it, I whined...
"Kuuun...kuuun..."
I learned to beg for a small anal dildo.

The training as a dog occupied my life for months.
Only when going to the public bathhouse, I returned to an ordinary human.
I had no other chance to go out.
All day, on my fours...
My time was spent in eating and getting trained.
I became a real dog.

Take-san had little to do with the neighbors.
When I stayed home alone, I overheard the housewives talking about us aloud.
"What a weird couple!"
"I'll say...how do they make a living?"
"I've seen the girl once at the bathhouse."
"Really? How was she?"
"You know what? She was..."
"Oh my gosh! Is she so tall?"
I knew they were talking about me, but I no longer felt sad or embarrassed.
I was feeling that I was a different kind of creature from those women.

One day, Take-san came home with a big luggage.
"Well, finally you're done."
Done...??
What did he mean...??
I wondered for a while, but then I stopped thinking
I knew that my whole life was at the mercy of Take-san and it had nothing to do with my thought or feeling.

The luggage was a suit of kimono for fall.
A tsukesage with autumnal grasses painted in eggplant purple.
It was a quality silken kimono of such a grade that I had never dreamed of wearing.

"Put these on now."
Timidly I began to dress myself.
How many months had I spent without a single kimono.
Hada-juban, juban, kimono, obi...silk after silk, a string after another.
My numb mind was tightened up by the straps.
He had even prepared hair accessories: a neatly carved, decorative comb and a kanzashi with a small coral orb.
I rearranged my shabby hairstyle and put the comb and kanzashi on it.

I wondered why I was not afraid.
Maybe it was because Take-san, who scared me at first, had become the only person I was related to.
Somehow I knew that he was not evil at heart.
Even if he was, I had to trust him; no one else fed or took care of me.

When I was ready, Take-san said, "Okay, let's go. Follow me Listen, hold your tongue whatevermay happen. Right?", putting my pair of wooden sandals neatly
at my feet.
The sandals had a dust cover in the same color with my kimono.

The dear, suave outfit hid my true nature as a dog.
Walking on the street after Take-san, I felt a strange pride grew within me.
I had always looked down to avoid people's eyes even on my way to the bathhouse, but today I found myself walking with my face lifted.
The housewives at the apartment's public well gazed at us with a burning curiosity.
When we walked by them, Take-san gave them a light bow.
They hastily stood up and bowed to us again and again.
I remembered their wildest rumors and chuckled to myself.

Take-san caught a taxi for us on the main street.

The car wound up a steep slope.
In Yokohama, some huge mansions had appeared on the mountains by the sea.

"Okay, drop us here."Take-san stopped the car, paid the fee and stepped on a dusty road.

We saw a huge pair of gateposts and momentous doors.
Take-san approached the gate in an easy manner and knocked a small side door.
I ran after him, trying to catch up.
An old gatekeeper came out of the door and let us in.
"Go straight along the passage. You'll find the main entrance at the end,"said the old gatekeeper and stole an admiring glance at me.
A graveled road led through a dense wood.
Most guests would drive right up to the mansion's door. 
It was tough enough to walk on the graveled passage in my wooden sandals. I stumbled on pebbles and almost fell down for a couple of times.
It was a cool autumn day, but I was tired of walking and had begun to sweat when we came to a huge entrance with a parking area.
Unexpectedly, Take-san walked across the parking area and took a narrow path beside the entrance.
I was expecting that we use the front door, so I had to run after him.
"Idiot! How we deserve the front door? "Take-san whispered me.


Even the back door was much larger than usual.
Opening it, Take-san humbly said hello.
The kitchen was in a great hustle.
Fortunately, one of the housemaids noticed us.
"Hi, what can I do for you?"
"I'm Take from Fuji-ya."
"Oh...I see. Just a moment, please."
Saying so, she hasted away with the sound of her slippers.

While we were waiting, I heard the people in the kitchen.
"So, how many guests are we having after all?"
"Well, no one knows exactly."
"It's a moon watching party, so they need benches and buffet tables in the garden, here and there...am I right?"
"Definitely!"
"Wait! We don't have enough red carpets, do we?"
"I suppose Shino-san's team is taking care of them."
Their excited, lively voices reminded me of the world that I had left long ago.
It had become still farther during last couple of months...

"Sorry for keeping you there. Please come after me."
The housemaid came back and guided us.

We had another obnoxiously long wait.
Sitting on a large sofa in a tiny room, in a dead silence.
Once in a while, housemaids served us tea.
It became even noisier outside, and I heard cars stopping by the entrance.

When I was tired of waiting and getting drowsy...
Click.
The door opened, and someone came in.
At a glance of his face, I couldn't withhold a voice of surprise.
"Greet him!"
Ordered by Take-san, I kneeled on the floor.

The person was...George-san...
That George-san, who I shoved away to escape on my first night at Fuji-house...

"Good job, Take-san."
I heard George-san's voice far above my bowing head.
"It was my pleasure to work for such a big event. Now she's ready, from top to toe."
"Hahaha, looks you're right. I can't wait to try her out..."

I began to tremble.
It was...it was George-san who bought me...
I would have begun to scream unless I made two white fists.
With my forehead pushed onto the carpet, I killed my shudder by making my fists even harder.

"Beth...hisasiburi desitanee... kao wo agenasai."
(Beth, long time no see...Now look up.)
Obediently, I looked up like a wooden puppet.
"After you escaped from me like that, I have been thinking all the time. I wanted you by any means."
Now I was facing him, but I couldn't look at his face.
"I heard about the Japanese custom of 'ransom' from the mistress of Fuji-house and asked Take-san to train you."

Now I understood...Mistress and Take-san knew that all from the beginning...
Knowing all the plan, they sold me...
Tears dropped out of my eyes.

"What? Are you weeping? From now on, you can live in my house happily, with nothing to worry about...as a dog, though. Hahahaha."
"Take-san, have some food at the kitchen."
Saying so, George-san handed a thick envelope to Take-san.
"Thank you, sir...So long, lass..."
Leaving these words, Take-san went out of the room.

"Well, well. Come here..."
George-san forcefully loosened the front of my kimono and revealed my breast.
Then he tacked the hem beneath the belt and exposed my butt.
He put away my wooden sandals and tabi.
Then...he put on my neck and mouth a leash in the same color with my kimono.
I let him do whatever he wanted.
No matter how much I cry or scream I couldn't escape this time.
From now on, I can do nothing but obey him.

The fear remained even after I resigned.
What is he planning to do with me...?
I was already humiliated enough...

George-san caught the leash and led me out of the room.

I came across many maidservants on the hallway.
They were all trying not to see me...
I painfully kept up with George-san on my all fours.

I was dying with shame, but there was nothing I could do...
When I fell behind, he tugged the leash and made me choke and cough.
I was helpless...I have to follow him with all my strength, or I'd be suffocated...

We reached the hall.
So ashamed, I could not look up. 
I saw a lot of people's feet.
Leather shoes of Westerners and grass sandals of Japanese.

"Now, Beth, Look up!"
George-san ordered me in a whisper.
Urged by the ruthless drag, I looked up against my will.
George-san began to walk around and greet each of his guests, tugging me behind him.

"Welcome to my party, pals! Please enjoy yourself."
Everyone glanced at me.
However, except for the several guys who sharply eyed me, people behaved as if I was not there.

"Now she's finished, isn't she?"
I knew that voice.
I looked up before thinking...and saw Mike smiling down at me.
Immediately I looked away.
Mike...Mike was the last person I wanted to show myself tugged around like this...
I tried to withhold my tears, clasping my eyelids and clenching teeth together.
"You do have an eye for these girls, Mike. Beth has made a perfect dog. Huhahahaha."
"Have you decided to trust your nephew at last? I knew her nature at the first sight. I was sure she would become a perfect dog."

Nephew??
I understood...
Now I understood everything...
Mike had been regarding me only...as a dog...
None of them had a single bit of human heart...
They were beasts, not me!
Westerners didn't understand human feelings. No, neither did Japanese.
Everyone did anything for money. So did Take-san and the mistress of Fuji-house.
They're all filthy beasts!!

Something snapped within me.

Tears still flew down on my face, but I no longer looked down.
I was a dog...Why should I feel ashamed?
I had lost everything...yes, everything...
Mike said to George-san, "Hold on, I have a present for Beth. Huhuhuhuhu. Uncle George, can I give something special for your new pet dog?"
"Oh, do you? What's that?"
"Huhuhu here it is. Look, Beth has become this wet only for your leash and people's eyes."
Mike's fingers began to fondle my exposed cunt.
"Ukkuu..."
I couldn't hold my moan of joy.
"Here. This is your tail."
Gugugu...
A dildo was now sticking out of my cunt.
"Uu!! Haau...."
My head whipped up while I was still on my fours.

"Jesus! Mike, I appreciate that! I thank you on behalf of the speechless dog."
"You are very welcome. I knew Beth would look fabulous with the tail."

Greeting each of many other guests, George reined me down to the garden with the dildo in my cunt.

"Gosh, George, what a wonderful new plaything have you got!"
A gentleman squatted beside me and suddenly pinched one of my nipples.
"Khuuuu"
"Hi, Dave! It's years since last time! Huhuhu, it took them half a year to train her like this."
"No wonder! It takes a lifetime to find such a perfect dog. By the way, what kind of mark will you give her?"
"Hmm, a mark, well, how about leaving it to you?"
"Huhuhu, these days I'm big in piercing...any other body parts than ears."
"Piercing! That's fantastic! So which part of her do you want to"
"Let's see...How about nipples?"
"Splendid! You're the perfect person to do that!"
"All right. Bring her to my clinic next weekend."
The two Westerners kept toying with my body while they talked.

That ignited my true desire"
"Khuuuun"
Whimpering, I shook my hips.
"Huhuhu, now she wants it."
So George said and began to move the dildo in and out.
"Kuuuuu! Uhhu"
"Holy cow! It's pouring now!"
The Westerner called Dave, probably a doctor, was now looking into my cunt.



Illustration by NAONAO

"Looks like some attraction has begun!"
Lots of men came and gathered around me.
Hands reached me from everywhere, squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, stretching my labia open.
"Uuu...Euunkuun!!"
I stopped holding my voice and writhed with joy.
All I could care now was my pleasure.
I didn't care who saw me or who touched me any longer.
I just wanted more joy.
I just wanted to shake my hip and come to the fullest.
Now nothing could make me ashamed.
Just give me more...and more...

With a whine, I sucked a cock thrust in front of my face.
Fingers were all over my body.
"Look, she's almost there."
"Kuhuhuhu, feeling so good?"
"You greedy bitch!"
Voices came from all directions.
There were too many hands for me to be alone with my pleasure.
I tried to turn all my attention to the source of joy, and then...
White sparks scattered in my head.
At the same time, something warm splashed all over my body, on my ass, on my back, on my face...

"Kyauuuun! Mguu...Kyaiiiiiin! Ugu! Kyankyan!!!"

My yelp of joy echoed in the autumnal garden.
It had begun to rain before I knew.


THE END