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Sandy was the supreme bitch. She ran her household with an iron fist, and her husband’s sex life with an iron snatch. Little did she know that she would soon be treated like the bitch she was.

Sandy was 34 years old, and came from the most strict Bible belt upbringing. A virgin till the day she married, she might as well still be, for Tom’s sake. When Tom and her got married, she immediately took over all financial, social, and sexual activities, leaving Tom a quivering mass of his formal malehood. “Yes dear. No dear. You’re right dear.” He was basically just a servant who left to work, came home to do his wife’s bidding, and whack off in the bathroom.

When they got married, all sex was immediately controlled by Sandy. Because of her strict upbringing, she only believed in having sex for children. Anything else was a sin. Period. Consequently they had two children, a boy, 13, and a girl, 11.

It was a shame too. She was a beautiful creature on the outside. Standing 5 foot four inches tall with long curly dark blond hair, dark green eyes, and the most luscious lips. Her figure was beautiful, apparently unaffected by her motherhood, being 38D-23-37. Her body was made for loving. Her mind on the other hand was made for……being a bitch. She would fit in well as a cross between Saddam Hussein and your average Southern Bible belt Preacher. If something didn’t meet the “pure” standards in which she was raised, it was wrong and a sin.

Tom was quite successful in his engineering job, so they had a big house in the suburbs. Two stories high, big garage, inground swimming pool, large backyard with a tall wooden fence surrounding it.

The kids were gone for the summer, attending a summer long Bible retreat. Guess who’s doing that was…..

Tom thought he’d be nice, and since his wife was lonely, get her a companion. He stopped by the Humane Society pound to try and find a dog that was somewhat cheap in price (considering his allowance was tight as it was). He finally decided on a big mutt mix that was mostly Doberman deciding that the big dog would be good for security too. The dog immediately took to Tom, licking his hand, wagging his tail, and being overly friendly.

Obviously the dog was happy to be leaving as he pounced around and strained at the leash while Tom led him out to the car. The drive home was racking and at the same time happy for Tom, as the dog kept licking Tom’s face and jumping around the car. The dog was bringing a joy and happiness long missing in Tom’s life. Tom remembered a neighbor’s dog he used to play with as a kid, and decided to name this one after it. Randi.

Tom pulled into the driveway, and opened the door to his car. Randi went bounding out, happy as could be. Tom went up his walk, opened the front door and let Randi and himself in. Randi was jumping all around Tom playfully, and Tom was fully enjoying the attention. Suddenly Randi stopped and his head quickly snapped to the side with a serious look on his face.

Tom turned and was faced with Sandy’s normally beautiful face…now fully contorted. Her face bright red, her eyes bugging out.

“WHAT THE HECK IS THAT BEAST DOING IN HERE?!?!”

“I…. I just brought him home to keep you company. With me being away and all I..”

“I’M NOT GOING TO HAVE A FILTHY BEAST STAYING IN THOSE HOUSE! HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM IN HERE!”

“But honey, I just thought…”

“NO! YOU DIDN’T THINK! THAT’S YOU’RE PROBLEM! YOU’RE STUPID! AND HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME YELL LIKE THIS!”

Randi has been sitting there next to Tom, panting slightly, and staring at Sandy. Slowly, in the excitement, his dog cock had started to grow and unsheathe itself. It’s pinkness slowly started to emerge from it’s hairy sheath, a glint of wetness to it to give it a slimy appearance.

Sandy looked down. Sandy looked up. Sandy turned a two shades brighter red. Sandy lost it.

“AGGHHHH!!! TOM! GET THAT FOUL SINFUL BEAST OUT OF THIS HOUSE! IT SHOULD BE DESTROYED IMMEDIATELY! I WANT IT TAKEN BACK WHERE YOU GOT IT FROM!”

“But honey, they’ll destroy him, and….”

“HE SHOULD BE DESTROYED!!! HE’S SINFUL AND SHOULD GO TO HELL WITH THE REST OF THE SINNERS!”

“But…”

Sandy went to slap Tom for talking back. Randi instinctively bared his fangs and snapped at Sandi with a vicious growl.

Sandy jumped back in fear. She looked angrily at the dog and at Tom, raised her fist in spite and said:

“YOU SEE WHAT THAT BEAST DID?!?! HE’S EVIL. I WANT HIM GONE!”

“I-I can’t tonight honey, they’re closed. I’ll take him back tomorrow afternoon first thing.”

“THAT CREATURE OF THE DEVIL IS NOT STAYING IN THIS HOUSE!”

“I’ll put him in the basement honey. He’ll be out of your way there.”

“THEN DO IT!”

Sandy turned around and stormed upstairs to the bedrooms. Tom bent down to pet the dog.

“I’m sorry boy… really.”

Randi looked up at Tom, gleefully licking his hand, and wagging his tail. Tom led Randi to the basement door, and after getting a bowl with water, and another with table scraps, he led Randi downstairs, creating a small bed with a pile of sheets.

Randi sat there looking sadly at Tom as he went up the stairs. Tom slowly shut the door, eyeing his would be “man’s best friend” for a last moment.

Tom lived in a hell on earth the rest of the night.

The next morning Tom got a page on his beeper, and had to respond to an urgent problem they were having at the offices. He told Sandy, who was in a half sleep, that he probably wouldn’t be back till late. Sandy responded with a half grunt in her sleep.

Before Tom left, he went downstairs to say hi to Randi, who was extremely happy to see him. Tom played with him for a little bit, looked at his watch, and realized he had better get going. Saying good-bye to Randi he sped up the stairs. What he didn’t realize was that in his hasty departure…. he hadn’t completely closed the door to the basement.

Tom sped out of the driveway as Randi slowly crept up the stairs.

Sandy was just waking up as she heard Tom speed out of the driveway. She slowly pulled back the covers, revealing her full length old maid nightgown, and decided to take a shower. She crept into the adjoining bathroom, closing the door (even though no one was home), and slowly disrobed to get into the shower.

Randi reached the door of the basement, and cautiously opened the door with his snout. After seeing no one was around, he slowly entered the kitchen.

Sandy was finishing her shower as Randi found the stairs leading upstairs to the bedrooms. Sandy towel dried in the shower, and immediately put on her nightgown again upon leaving the shower.