I have always been a person with a low tolerance for being controlled. I hate being in situations like heavy traffic, or elevators. I like controlling my space.

Along the way I have had several boyfriends but never anything serious. The minute they get controlling I am out of there.

I dated this guy, and he was less controlling and I ended up with him taking my virginity. I was too old to still be a virgin, and the only reason I let him was because I was too old. I told him to not hug me or grab me, I hate that, to just fuck me but stay off of me. But he didn't, he grabbed me and held me down and fucked me. I tried as hard as I could to break his old but I couldn't. He ended up fucking me his way and taking my virginity against my will.

After he got off I cussed him out and got my clothes and walked out. I was so mad and disgusted, I hated that he had fucked me.

He came over to my place and told me that he was sorry I was pissed, but fucking was fucking and I had asked him to fuck me so he did and that I had better get used to it. But I couldn't, I hated it, and he insisted on controlling me and holding me down to fuck me. We fought and one day he got real pissed at me and turned me over, he picked me up off the bed and turned me over face down and pushed my face into the bed. He used his dick and forcing my legs apart with his knees he put his dick in me and he fucked on my stomach, and when he was fucking hard he pulled out of my hole and pushed his dick in my ass. I bucked him off, but he was already mad and shoved me back down and fucked my ass anyway.

That is when I told him to get out, I didn't want to get fucked any more.

Several weeks went by and I went to his place, I needed a fucking and I showed him my pussy and asked for peace. He had his dog there, he is a big german shepherd. He told me that he wasn't going to put up with my shit and as punishment for shutting him off he was going to let his dog fuck me, that way I learned who was the bitch.

I said ok, you do that, have your dog fuck me, but get it over with. The fucking took place on the kitchen floor, he put me on two towels on all fours and got the dog on my back. As soon as that dog had his chest on me and his forelegs locked around my waist he started to look for my hole. My boyfriend had to help him and once he had my hole he fucked me hard. My boyfriend was supposed to keep him from getting his knot in me, but he didn't and in my first fucking like that I ended up knotted to the dog.

I had to lay ass to ass to the dog on my side for over twenty minutes until he released me and all his stuff pored out of my hole. I thought my pussy was going to hurt but it didn't, after he took his dick out of me all I felt was his stuff come out of me.

After that incident, which is the only time I let that dog on me, I accepted that I was my boyfriend's bitch. I quite complaining. When that dog had me I was trapped and I was his bitch. I learned that, if your born with a pussy you are the bitch.

I still don't like being in tight places, but now when my boyfriend gets a hold of me, I let him go on with his stuff until he is done. He is the dick and I am the bitch. Took that dog to teach me, but my boyfriend thinks he is the one that taught me.