They believed the girl, wanted to believe, and the desire to wallow in new degradation swelled Jenny's heaving ex-born-again bosom.
She changed her tone instantly and said, "I am so sorry, Heather. I guess I had you figured all wrong. What you say is true. I can now see where we corrupted you. It's mostly my fault. I should have resisted but I couldn't. I didn't. The flesh is weak. I have sinned terribly and sinned against nature.
Sweetheart, please don't tell your mother anything. We'll get this straightened out, and I'll make this up to you. I promise.
Heather, can you hold for a sec? My parents want to talk to me."
"Sure. I'll wait."
We now move to Denton where Jenny is cupping the mouthpiece and facing two accusing parents wearing we-told-you-so, holier-than-thou expressions. Her mother said, "Jenny, you tell us the truth. Did you have sex with that animal?"
Jenny lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, Mother."
Her father said, "Did you let your children see you copulating with a dog?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Her mother said, "Well, this does cast things in a new light. Jenny Marie, you get back on that phone and find out what she wants to make this right. You got yourself into this mess when you married that Jew, and by god, you'll get yourself out, or so help me, we'll disown you."
Her father added, "Let me make this clear to you, Jenny. You give that girl whatever she wants, I don't care what it is. You place yourself at her mercy. I don't care what she wants. You do as she says or you'll have no place to go if your marriage falls apart. You married that Jew bastard against our wishes. We told you what they do to Christian women, but you ignored us. You believe us, now, don't you?"
"Yes, Daddy. I believe everything you said."
"You buttered your bread and now you're going to lie in it. If you have to lie down with his dog to make him happy, then you lie down with his dog. If he wants his sons to watch their mother copulating with an animal, you let them watch.
That's their way of rearing their younguns. He's showing them how to treat a Christian wife. You let him show those boys and when they become of age, we will win them over to Christ because they will know the truth of our words from first hand experience.
That's how you are going to serve the Lord. You will remain in that marriage and serve as an example. Your soul is saved thanks to us. You have a place reserved in Heaven, but while you're still here on Earth and I'm still living and breathing, you will remain in that marriage or be disowned. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Furthermore, the more shame and degradation you have to suffer the better as far as I'm concerned. You've brought enough shame on this family by marrying that Hebrew and bearing him two Jew bastards. If word got around that you were a bitch for his dog, it would be a step up, so don't think we're going to hide this from a damn soul. Like I said, your perverted life can serve the Lord as an example to others, and I see our Christian duty as heaping as much degradation on you as we possibly can, and I think your mother agrees with me."
Jenny was getting a big dose of Born-Again hypocrisy, the same crap she ran from when she married Douglas. It never ceased to amaze her that they could always bend the faith to suit any purpose and rationalize any desire. This was no different, only this time, she liked what she was hearing. It was making her pussy wet. The bullshit was almost laughable, but she was careful not to crack a smile. She kept her head hung, eyes downcast, and looked humble, repentant, and penitent. Most important, she had to look like she was buying into their bullshit to encourage them to keep on this bizarre course. They were buying.
Her mother added, "I most certainly do agree with you, John. Our Christian duty is to heap humiliation on this girl and force her to live this life she chose.
She's getting exactly what she deserves. I, for one, do not pity her in the least. She should remain with that Jew and do exactly as he says.
She'll serve as a fine example that way. So far, he's done an excellent job of degrading his Christian wife. I'm sure he is held in high esteem by his fellow Jews."
Her father said, "Yes, he got a real winner in Jenny. Pretty soon, he'll be passing her around to all his hebie gebie jew-boy buddies. Next, she'll be out on some South Dallas street corner fucking niggers and every got damn thing else. I hope he does. I'll find the biggest, blackest, ugliest nigger in South Dallas and give him the money to buy a piece of her white, Jew-lovin' ass. See if I don't."
They were going strong, now, working themselves into a righteous lather, and Jenny's pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Her mother said, "Jenny, as far as we're concerned, the dog is your husband now. Douglas is simply your keeper. He is not welcome in this house but your husband is. We will afford the dog all the courtesy we would give your husband, and if he wants to mate with you in our living room, we will permit it and you will allow it. If you ever want to be a decent woman in our eyes again, you should accept your calling and shoulder your burden."
Jenny's wetness was now in a lather as she said, "I do, Mother. I made a terrible mistake and should be made to suffer the consequences. If living the life of a Christian sex slave can serve as an example to others and my sons get saved as a result, then my humiliation, shame, and degradation can all serve a purpose, and I can once again be of service to our Lord Jesus Christ."
Her father pounced on this, saying, "Are you saying you'll serve the Lord as a human bitch, openly and allow others to see what you are, hiding nothing?"
"Yes, Daddy. You can announce it to the church.
I'll attend the service with the dog, and I'll be dressed like a Christian sex slave if you think that would serve the Lord and impress young Christian girls, keeping them from following the path I chose."
"Would you let the dog mount you?"
"If you want me to, I will."
"It's not what I want, it's what the Lord wants. You will be hauled before the congregation and you will mate with the animal. I'll speak with Pastor Jenkins first thing tomorrow and make all the arrangements for a special service just for the young women, possibly this Wednesday. You keep Wednesday evening open.
Plan on being here with the dog and have that sex slave outfit. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'll be here."
Her excited mother now waded in, saying, "If you're sincere about this calling, then take off your wedding ring and put on a dog collar."
"Are you serious?"
"I am dead serious. In our eyes, you are a human bitch wedded to a dog. Do you understand me, young lady? No, let me rephrase that. From now on, we will address you as, Bitch, and you will answer to the term, Bitch. Do you understand me, Bitch?"
"Yes mother! Please, call me Bitch from now on. They call me Bitch at home.
Even my sons call me Bitch. It is only right that you and Daddy call me Bitch.
Here, you can keep my wedding ring. I'll get a dog collar and wear it always.
When I visit, I'll bring my husband, my canine husband, the one you recognize as my husband. I will prove to you and Daddy that I'm being a good wife to him.
Each time I visit, I'll prove it to you. Would that be satisfactory?"
Jenny could see the sexual excitement in her mother's eyes as she said, "How will you prove it? Be explicit. We want to know exactly what you'll do to prove that you are being a good wife to a dog. Make no mistake about it, Bitch, we do want proof, absolute proof each and every time you visit. What will you do to insure that we have that proof, and when I say be explicit, I mean use language that leaves no doubt. Well?"
"I could induce him to mate with me. Is that what you mean by absolute proof?"
Her father said, "Your mother told you to use language that leaves no doubt, Bitch. And you know very well what we mean by absolute proof."
Jenny looked to her father who openly rubbed his erection, a nice respectable lump she'd noticed from early childhood.
She continued to stare at the bulge he was showing her the dimensions of as she said, "As absolute proof that I'm being a good wife to the dog, I will strip naked in front of you and Mom, then do a sexy dance that places my crotch on display to induce the dog to fuck me so that you can see how I keep my dog husband sexually satisfied. As absolute proof, I will stand before you afterward so that you can see his sperm leaking from my bitch pussy and running down my bitch legs."
Her mother brought Jenny's attention back to her just as he was getting his dick out. Jenny tore her eyes away to hear, "That's better. Go on, Bitch. What else?"
"I will get him to fuck my pussy, my ass, my mouth, and when he fucks me in the mouth, I will swallow his seed, his doggie cum. I'll lick his cock and suck his balls, before and after sex."
Jenny turned back to her father as he spoke, now seeing his rampant erection, a mighty fuck muscle in all its glory being stroked and drooling precum as he said, "That's good, but we know you can do better. A good wife to a dog would be a vulgar bitch. What you just described is typical human sex. You have to prove to us that you can be a good wife to a vulgar animal.
How vulgar will you be, Bitch?"