Madame and her Pet

The dazzling light of the morning dances just underneath my eyelashes as I slowly open my eyes to the morning. My right hand is still buried in the cleft of my plump thighs, my fingers still lodged deep in my wet pussy. I tussle my hair with my other hand as I recall the dream from the night before.

You on your hands and knees, cock deep in your ass.

I shiver as I feel my pussy begin to wake but I slip my hand free and suckle on my sticky fingers as I rise. My feet are cold on the ceramic tiles as I cross the kitchen to the small, and soundproof, doggy room.  I slowly open the door, anticipating the sight of your shivering naked body.

The crack of light widens as I open the door and my eyes go hard as I view the scene in front of me. You, fast asleep, both ball gag and doggy tail pulled from your worthless holes. And not only that you have removed the collar, the sign of my ownership, from your neck. 

Unacceptable.

 I slam the door open, banging it hard against the wall and I see you jump awake, scrambling to the corner and I almost falter. The sight of your little caged cock, bright red in the plastic chastity belt, makes my still very wet pussy even wetter still. You hastily pull on your square glasses and stare at me with terror. I take a shaky step forward, so turned on, as I slam the door closed and flipped the light on.

 “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I growl, prowling up to the cage. You begin to yell for help as I open the cage and drag you out, throwing you on the ground. You land with a bang and I step on your head, hard. “Who do you think you are, speaking without permission? Did Madame give you leave to speak?”

Your eyes are terrified yet rebellious.

I practically swoon at the sight but I can’t give in just yet. Not until you are properly trained. I lean down, grab the hair on the back of your head and pull up viciously. You cry out as I make you practically dance on the tip of your fingers as I lead you to the training block. Your caged cock swings as I position you just right.

I strap your legs down, a wide leather strap belted into the wood around each calf. Each wrist is cuffed in, your fingers splayed wide on the wood. I hum as I bend into the cage, fetching the items you so thoughtfully tossed aside and return to your side. Already, the sight of you on your hands and knees is making me crazier with lust.

And I’m only getting started.

I reattach your collar, the leash dragging on the floor as I attach a post to the head of the training block. It sports a large metal hoop and I tie your leash to it, forcing your head up. Next is a small padded rounded block of wood, positioned under your groin that forces you to arch your back.  It clicks softly into the training block and I slide your tiny dog cock into the snug hole, clicking the chastity belt in with a small golden lock.

My prized thoroughbred dog.

I stand in front of you, squatting down and leaning into you, your eyes helplessly looking into my own. Your gaze slips down and you have a prime view of my extremely large, braless, breasts dangling down under my nighty. My exposed pussy begins to melt at the sight of you, and you can smell the muskiness of my sex as it begins to boil over.

  “Now, my darling dog, you will learn to behave or so help me I will take you to the farm myself….”

To be continued….