Walkies
mc; gg; bg; Mdom; bd; mast; anal; oral
I panted with the effort of moving while restrained. Hot, wet gobbets of drool sprayed from my ring gagged mouth, running down my chin before dripping onto my tightly bound arms. I could hear the sounds of the crowded city around me, feel the brush of wind against my naked skin as people passed by but I could see only the dimly glowing red of my leather blindfold.
I felt a tug at the collar wrapped around my throat as my owner pulled me along, guiding my crawl on padded hands and knees in the direction he wanted me to go. The faster movement caused my thighs to rub together and made the fake tail in my ass send powerful twinges of pleasure through my whole form. My panting quickened and a trail of wetness dripped down my thighs. Shame burned through my mind and caused me to flush red. My feelings of humiliation only made me more aroused, just like my owner had trained me to feel.
I hated him. I hated each sick and perverted thing he pushed me do, each day guiding me further and further down the path of obedience and utter depravity. At only ten years old I already knew I would never know normal love. I would never have a first crush, share an awkward but sweet first kiss, go on dates, go steady, lose my virginity to a man I loved, get married, have children. Most of all I hated myself, because I no longer wanted any of that, all I wanted, all I needed, all I existed for was the Pleasure and only my owner could give it too me.
I found it hard to remember a time before him, before the Pleasure. He had made it that way; he could do things, change the world, or maybe just how people thought about it. Even now, as I crawled naked and dripping with arousal down public streets on a leash no one seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. He was just a man out walking his pet.
Another tug on my leash changed my direction. I could feel the texture of the ground change, I was on grass now. Were we home? No, I could hear voices of other children, normal children playing. A park then. My cunt tightened with anticipation while I flushed deeply in shame at my own excitement. We were getting close whatever destination he had in mind, I was being a good girl for him, that meant I was close to earning my reward, my Pleasure.
The memory of it, the need for it; held me tighter then any of my bonds of leather and metal. It made me a willing participant in every one of my owners twisted games. The pull on the leash slackened for a moment and then I was pulled sharply. The word, “Sit” came from above me so I did, sitting back on my heels, thighs spread wide exposing myself for anyone who was around and whom my owner allowed to see.
He had me wait like that for some time, the anticipation both thrilling and terrifying. Drool continued to drip from my open mouth as my juices pooled under me, staining the ground dark with my scent. In the dark, time was hard to measure but my waiting came to an abrupt end when I felt his large hand stroke me possessively. He began at my head and stroked firmly down my back, caressing my skinny form. His hand slid down my spine before cupping my ass and giving it a squeeze. He gripped my tail firmly and with a shove that drew a garbled moan of pleasure he pushed it deeper inside me.
He spoke then, his voice deep and his mouth so close to my face that I could feel his breath. “You're being such a obedient little puppy today. So willing to do anything for your treat. You do still want your treat don't you? Just bark for me little puppy and we will begin our game and you can earn your treat.”
I hated how quickly the strange sounding bark emerged from my gagged mouth.
At the sound of barking. Susie looked up from the sand castle she was building with her friends. Just across from the playground a man was petting his dog. It wasn't an unusual sight, people walked their dogs in the park all the time but something about this pair held her attention. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something about the dog seemed really special and she felt a growing desire to go over and meet them.
Susie looked over at her mommy and found that she wasn't paying attention to her. She was chatting with a jogger guy and seemed totally focused on him. She noticed that the jogger was grabbing at her mommy's chest while her mommy was trying to get something out of his pants but she didn't give it much thought. When she looked back to the man and his dog she found he looking right at her. He gave her the widest smile she had ever seen and waved her over. She dropped her shovel and bucket before scampering over to him without saying a word.
As she came closer Susie couldn't keep her eyes off of the dog, it was so beautiful. It had a multicolored coat, mostly tan but brown on the head with a red patch around its eyes. As the man petted his dog Susie could hear it panting and whining happily. “Hello there,” The man's voice was rich and deep and had an air of authority that reminded her of her father. “This is Quim, what are your names?”
As Susie answered she heard two other voices speaking behind her at almost the same time, “I'm Susie!” “I'm Kayla.” “Tim!” She was surprised she'd forgotten about her friends but glad that they had come to meet Quim too.
“Those are lovely names, and how old are you?”
Susie smiled broadly at the praise and spoke up for her friends. “I'm six, Kayla's nine and Tim's eight. Your dog is really amazing!”
The man gave a short chuckle, “Isn't she. Quim is the best little puppy I've ever had. She's so eager and well trained. Did you want to pet her?”
Susie nodded her head super fast, she couldn't think of anything she wanted more in that moment then to pet Quim. She saw Kayla and Tim were nodding along with her and that made her smile.
I shuddered in a mix of disgust and excitement as my owner lured the little kids over to us. He played all kinds of sick games but he never seemed to tire of corrupting innocents. I almost came on the spot when he called me 'quim.' It was so demeaning... it wasn't my name of course, though I couldn't recall my name at the moment... I was just a obedient little puppy trying to earn her treat. My Pleasure.
Her owner spoke to the little girl, his voice was smooth like poisoned honey. “I'm sure you all can see that my little Quim is a very special puppy.” There was a chorus of young voices making sounds of agreement. I couldn't tell if my owner had his hooks in them or if they were just oblivious to my situation, both ideas made my cunt drip like a faucet. Moments of clarity, when I realized how twisted his training had made me, always sickened me; but I was unwilling, unable to turn away from him
“Because she's so special, I have to show you the right way to pet our Quim. “ His voice barked at me “Quim, Heel! Stay!” I snapped to attention at his commands, falling on to my hands and knees then spreading my legs apart. The cushions on my knees and hands made the position more demeaning then painful.
“Now Susie, I want you too come back here and let me guide you, so you know how to pet Quim...” I moaned when I felt the little girl's hands start to stroke my soaking cunt. The girls' touch was hesitant at first as it brushed along my peach fuzz covered mound. My owner guided the young girl and soon I began to twitch and moan, Susie giggled in delight and her probing fingers and hands grew more confident. Soon I felt one set of tiny fingers massaging my labia and diddling my clit while the girl's other hand began to probe inside my dripping hole with an ever increasing number of fingers. I cried out in pleasure and braced myself against the girl's touch, I had to stay still if I wanted my real reward.
Susie's laughed out loud at my reaction, “Look, she likes it!” My owner just laughed in delight.
“Kayla, that's not the only place Quim likes to be petted. Stand over here by her side.” A second voice responded with a chipper 'OK' and I felt another small body slide up next to me. “Kayla I want you to reach your hand out and touch the base of her tail.” I felt the girls hand slid down my ass and rest next to my butt plug. “Let me show you how to pet her tail.”
Kayla responded quickly, “I know how to do that, Mister. I have a cat and she loves to have her tail scratched.”
“As I said Quim is very special so you have to do as I tell you!” I could hear the anger in his voice, I knew he hated being spoken back to and hoped the girl wouldn't receive too much of a punishment for her thoughtless action. I heard him take a long breath. “Now Kayla, as I was saying, I want you to grip the base of her tail, that's right just like that.” I could feel the girl wrapping her fingers around the base of the butt plug. “Now you pet her like... this!”
I cried out in surprise as the long butt plug was pulled most of the way out of my ass before being shoved forcefully back inside me. “Can you do that for me, Quim really likes it...”
“Sure Mister, I can tell, I've never hear a puppy sound so happy.” With that the young girl started to ream my ass with an excited fervor. She wasn't gentle but I didn't care, my owner trained my ass a long time ago and the alternating sensations of fullness and emptiness made my knees start to buckle, I slumped slightly and as if on cue Susie's shoved her little hand all the way inside me. I cried out and started to cum, hating myself and loving it at the same time.
My mind felt hazy but the two girls never let up on their 'petting' so I was slow to come down after my orgasm, my oversensitive body shuddering in response to their vigorous touch while the laughter of little girls filled my ears. A new voice pulled my mind back into some semblance of focus.
“What should I do, Mister?” The boy's voice was almost painfully sweet to my ears. It reminded my of my little brother, though I hadn't seen him in years. I could also hear the smirk in my owner's voice when he replied, “Well Quim looks to be getting very thoroughly petted so how about you give her a treat?”
The boy sounded confused when he replied, “But I don't have treat for Quim.” I already knew what my owner was planning so it didn't surprise me when I felt my gag being undone. I opened and closed my mouth trying to relive some of the strain on my jaw. The thought of saying anything never even entered my mind.
“Of course you do, right... in... here...” I heard the sound of rustling clothing and a metal zipper. Moments later I felt my owner's large hand caress my cheek. My mouth opened and he guided Tim's small hairless cock in between my lips. Ignoring the pain in my jaw from the gag I began to caress his prepubescent manhood with my lips and tongue. As I focused all of my attention on filling him with pleasurable sensations the world fell away, muting the effect of the girls' stimulation of my once-private areas.
I heard Tim laugh oddly, his mind unable to process the new sensations, “She really likes it...” and it was true... I did.... It wasn't just the taste of cock, though I had been trained to connect that with my reward... it was the whole filthy act of corruption. He had trained me so well, even if he let me go free today, I would probably seek out sick acts just for the high they gave me.
I felt his large hand on my back and his lips pressed close to my ear. “You are my perfect little pet, my dirty little quim, you're doing so well and our new friends are having so much fun. So I think you've earned a taste of your reward.”
I tensed, waiting for what I knew was coming. My Pleasure...
*snap*
The world burned away in a fire that made a simple orgasm seem like candle compared to the sun. It was complete and total bliss, perfect Pleasure. It lasted a moment, it lasted forever. I howled in mindless animal passion. I was his pet, for this reward I would be anything he wanted me to be, forever...
Susie was startled from her revelry when Quim let out a sudden howl. She looked away from the dog in shock and saw the surprised looks on her friends' faces but the man just laughed at their reaction.
“Don't worry, Quim's just showing how much she's enjoyed playing with you.” That made her smile. Quim was such a good puppy. Susie wished she had a Quim of her own to play with. The man reached down and put the guard thing back into Quim's mouth before standing up and grabbing a firm hold of her leash.
He must have seen the disappointed look on their faces because he smiled down on them, “I wish we could stay longer but Quim and I have other places to go today. Still you three did such a good job I want to give you something to say thanks.” With that he reached down and tapped each of them right in the middle of their foreheads. Susie felt something tingle at his touch but it went away so fast she thought she might have imagined it.
“Now make sure you enjoy yourselves.” With that odd statement the man turned away from them and pulled on the leash leading Quim away. The three friends shared a look and then shrugged and went back to the sandbox. Susie was worried for a minute that she couldn't find her mommy but then she spotted her on the swings in the playground. Her mommy was hanging face down across one of the big girl swings and the jogger man was pushing her back and forth really fast without even using his hands.
She gave her mommy a wave and went back to building the sand castle with Kayle and Tim. They didn't talk about playing with Quim but each of them did rub their foreheads where the man had touched them, wondering silently about his odd words.
That night I lay curled at my owner's feet. He had given me my Pleasure so many times that I was exhausted. As I drifted off to sleep I thought about what he had said about the kids from the park. At about this time Susie was discovering her own quim right between her tiny little thighs and discovering how much fun it was to pet. Still, she would find that other people petting her would feel even better and soon her whole family would take part in playing with their new pet.
Kayla, who had irritated him, was looking for a tail of her very own to play with. He said that she would keep trying to put bigger and bigger things into her ass, looking for the perfect tail. She would go slow enough not to hurt herself but she would never be satisfied, always looking for something bigger and better. I hoped he would take pity on her eventually.
He told me Tim was looking for his own treat, because I had enjoyed his so much. My owner said he was sneaking into his father's room as he spoke and he would find his treat waiting for him right their in his father's pants when ever he wanted it... and I was sure he would want it all the time.
The knowledge of what I had helped do made me sick but I reminded myself that I am just a pet... a blameless animal... the thought helped me to sleep...
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