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Chapter 2 - Puppy Love
Looking down at Jenny, kneeling naked in front of me, a throng of men andwomen joking and laughing at her predicament, I wondered just exactly whatshe was feeling. Shame and humiliation - most definitely. Regret that she hadever tried to steal from the company - certainly. But I sensed that, even thoughshe would probably never admit it to herself, there was a frisson of sexualexcitement at being treated like this bubbling away inside her. Deep down,I just knew that underneath all that self-assured business woman crap was asubmissive little whore just waiting to get out.
It's always been my view that you can't make someone do anything that deepdown inside them somewhere, they don't want to do. Advertising, for example,can't make you buy a car you don't want but if some part of you wants it, agood ad can make you realise that. It was the same with Jenny: all I was doingwas awakening the hidden slut. It wasn't just my imagination, I was sure, thatJenny was beginning to move her hips and rubbing her thighs together in a waythat suggested she was just a little sexually excited.
Maybe one day, she would thank me for it. Maybe that day was closer thaneither Jenny or I realised. Even so, that day was not now. Today Jenny wasfeeling degraded, defiled and violated (and no doubt just a little bit excited)- or so I hoped.
However, now was not the time for introspection. I didn't care if she wasgetting off on this treatment or not. She was a thieving bitch who needed tobe taught a long hard lesson and there was an audience waiting for the nextact of humiliation on my pretty little slave. I had promised them a show whenI had called them all earlier that day - and a show was what they were goingto get.
I motioned to one of the waiters who had been serving drinks and canapés.Seeing me signal, he approached, carrying a silver tray with an item coveredwith a white cloth lying upon it. Jenny was still kneeling at my feet, headbowed, trembling at the thought of what might be in store for her. Poor littleslut: she had no idea.
Taking the tray, I crouched down in front of her. With one finger under herchin, I raised her head up so she was looking at me, the tray at my chest leveland her eye level. Her pretty brown eyes burned with humiliation. Her eye makeupwas smudged from her tears of shame. Her face was wet with sweat and, of course,the wine that had been tipped over her. I noticed with pleasure that her nippleswere hard and erect, standing proud on her magnificent 36C tits.
I stroked her hair gently. "Jenny," I said slowly and quietly, "Ihave a little present for you. Would you like to see it?" She loweredher eyes, afraid to meet my stare. She knew that she was unlikely to like thepresent whatever it was.
"Head up, bitch," I snapped, "Look at me. I want to see thehumiliation in your eyes, you little cunt." Jenny looked up, her cheeksblushing. As she lifted her eyes up to mine, I spat into her face. A thickgobbet of saliva hit her between the eyes and trickled down over her nose. "Don'tever ignore me again when I'm speaking to you, understand?" I said. Jennynodded her head in acquiescence.
Slowly I removed the white cloth from the tray revealing the object lyingon it. It was a leather 'tail'. One end of the tail consisted of a thick leatherbutt plug whilst the other comprised a number of long thin leather straps hangingloose. In total, it must have been about eighteen inches to two feet long,the butt plug taking up at least a quarter of the length. I saw Jenny's eyeswiden with horror as she saw the tail and realised what it was - and whereit was going.
"I thought a naughty puppy like you needed a tail," I said, "Don'tyou agree?" Jenny nodded. Her face was bright red with embarrassment andher body was trembling with apprehension. The audience around her was sniggering,eagerly anticipating the fitting of the tail to the helpless whore kneelingbefore them.
Quickly, I slapped Jenny across the face, "Answer me, slut. Don't justnod your head."
"Y…yes, s….sir," Jenny stuttered.
"That's better," I said soothingly, "Now tell me what youwant me to do with this tail."
There was a moment's hesitation and I had to slap the stupid whore acrossthe face again, "Come on, Jenny. I thought you were a clever little bitch.Obviously I was wrong. Now don't make me have to remind you again. Tell mewhat you want doing with the tail - and don't be nice about it. Tell me yourfilthy little slut fantasies. I want to hear that gutter mouth of yours."
The thought of having to say nasty words was, I knew, humiliating to a stuckup bitch like Jenny. She began to tremble anew, lowering her head once moreslightly and looking up at me, the whites of her eyes wide. She looked so submissive.
"P…..please sir, " she whimpered, "Please make thisdirty little slut wear her tail."
I slapped her across the face again, "Not dirty enough, Jenny. You cando better than that." The audience laughed at her discomfort.
"Please sir," whined my pretty slave, the red mark of my hand clearlyvisible on her cheek, "Please give this dirty filthy little slave bitcha tail in her fucking whore ass." The audience clapped and cheered.
I smiled, "Well done, pup. Much better. Now get your face on the floorand that ass in the air."
Trembling, Jenny obeyed, crouching on her knees and forearms, her face onthe floor, her round peachy little ass raised up in the air. With one hand,I pushed her face against the carpet and with the other, slapped her ass, orderingher to raise it higher. How I love the sound of the smack of a hand on a freshass. Jenny shuffled her knees forward, her ass now fully exposed.
I motioned to a girl wearing a short mini skirt and boots standing nearbyto sit on Jenny to make sure that she didn't raise her face up off the floor.The girl smiled and lowered herself onto the back of Jenny's head, sandwichingit between her firm bare thighs. I could hear Jenny's muffled protest as herhead was covered by the girl's skirt and enveloped between her thighs.
Once her head was secure, I took the tail and began to rub the tip of thebutt plug against Jenny's asshole. She began to wriggle and muffled whimperscame from underneath the girl's skirt. Slowly, I began to ease the unlubricatedplug into her asshole. More squeals from under the skirt and more wrigglingand writhing. The thick length of the leather plug distended and stretchedJenny's assring, opening it wide. I continued to push it in and soon the buttplug was buried deep in Jenny's virgin asshole.
The girl holding Jenny's head down stood up and I ordered Jenny onto herhands and knees. Jenny obeyed, her breasts hanging down seductively, wrigglingher ass with discomfort from the butt plug now distending her little asshole.
I raised my right hand and slapped Jenny hard across her left buttock cheek, "Comeon puppy. Wag that little tail of yours." Jenny yelped with pain as Ispanked her and wiggled her pert little bottom as ordered, causing the leatherstrips of the tail to sweep back and forth. The group of men and women gatheredaround her laughed and clapped as they watched, drinking in her degradation.
Another waiter approached, carrying a collar and leash. I took them fromhim and clipped the collar round my puppy's neck. Giving the leash a tug, Ithen began to walk slowly through the party guests, Jenny crawling on her handsand knees behind me. Every so often, I would give the leash another tug, thesignal, as she soon learned, to wag her tail even more vigorously.
Jenny looked so humiliated and degraded, crawling naked on all fours behindme, her head hanging down in abject submission, waggling her bottom to makeher tail wag. Her predicament was made even more demeaning by the commentsand laughter of the guests around her, looking down at her as she crawled past,leaning over to pat her head or stroke her fine ass.
I approached the buffet table, laden with meats, salad, cheese, bread andother food items. I ordered my dog to sit whilst I filled a plate up with food.Taking a bite of quiche, I looked down at my sexy little puppy crouched atmy feet.
"You must be a hungry doggie," I said, "Here, have a treat." Andsaying that, I took a small piece of quiche and placed it on my palm. I thenleant over and offered it on my palm to Jenny. She knew what to do. Jenny benther head over and began to eat the quiche off my palm. I could feel her hairbrushing against my skin, the softness and wetness of her lips against my palm.
"Good dog," I said, "But its time you had a proper meal." Imade a sign to another waiter and he approached, carrying a tray, again withsomething covered by a white cloth. The waiter placed the tray on the floornext to the kneeling naked girl and moved away.
Making sure I was looking at Jenny's face - I wanted to see her reaction- I slowly removed the cloth from the tray. It slid off revealing a bowl ofdog food, the gristly meat glistening with juice and jelly. I smiled as I sawthe look of horror on Jenny's face. The crowd standing around began to snickerat Jenny's obvious discomfort, looking forward to seeing Jenny humiliated further,making more lewd comments at the helpless slave's expense.
"Get your face in that bowl, girl," I ordered, "And eat yourfood up like the good dog you are."
Not surprisingly, Jenny hesitated. Quickly, I slapped Jenny across the titsa number of times with my hand, causing her to yelp in surprise and pain atthe stinging blows. "Didn't you hear me, you little cunt," I snapped,grabbing her cheeks in my hand and shaking her head. Her wide brown eyes pleadedfor mercy, a mercy of course that she would never get. "Now get your facein that bowl and START EATING."
Saying this, I pushed Jenny's face down into the bowl, grinding her sluttyfeatures into the sticky dog food. She struggled briefly as I forced her faceinto the bowl, her wiggling ass causing her tail to wag furiously. I loosenedmy grip and Jenny lifted her head up, gasping for air, her pretty face smearedwith brown streaks and spots of meat from the dog food. Laughter rang in herears.
Looking around briefly, she saw the audience, crowding around her, drinkingin her humiliation. A camera flash went off, capturing the image of her naked,crouching on all fours, a tail sticking out of her ass, tits dangling, hairfalling over her sticky face, shame burning in her eyes. Reluctantly, she loweredher face to the dog food and gingerly stuck out her tongue to lick the rubberysurface of the meat. She began to lick at the marrowbone jelly coating themeat and then to bite off small chunks and swallow them, gagging slightly asshe did so.
"Come on, slut," I snapped, kicking Jenny on the ass, "Faster.We haven't got all day." The audience began to slow handclap, urging heron. How humiliated she must have felt, naked and degraded, being forced toeat dog food in front of all these people dressed in their party outfits andnice suits. Once she had been like them - but now she was an animal, a pet,a sexual plaything.
As she ate, coughing and spluttering, I ran my hand over her ass and downbetween her legs, my fingers probing her slit. I smiled: the little slut wasgetting wet down there. Like the fucking slut she was, the humiliation anddegradation was making her wet. I removed my fingers from her cunt, wipingthem on her ass and leaned back to watch Jenny finish her meal.
It took Jenny two minutes to finish the food. I ordered her to lick the bowlclean and then kneel, hands on her head. She obeyed and knelt before us, herface still smeared with the remains of her meal, drool running down her chin.
"God, girl," I said with disgust looking down at her, "Youlook a fucking mess. Time to get you cleaned up."
I grabbed Jenny's hair and threw her down onto her hands and knees. Orderingher to follow me, I headed across the room. Obediently, Jenny followed, hertail swinging, through the throng of people. I noticed again how good her boobslooked as they dangled and swayed as she crawled. I led her out of the roomand down a corridor, followed by a throng of partygoers all chatting excitedlyat what might lie in store for Jenny.
I headed into the bathroom with Jenny right behind me. I lifted the seatof the toilet and pointed to it.
"I know how much you dogs love to drink out of the toilet bowl," Isaid, "Well, there it is, pup. Get your head in there and drink."
A whimper of utter humiliation came from Jenny's lips. "Pleeeeeease,sir," she wailed, "Not that. Pleeeeeeease. Anything but that."
"Do as I say, you fucking thieving whore," I snapped, grabbingher hair and pulling her to the toilet bowl on her hands and knees. Jenny whimperedin pain and despair at what was going to happen to her. I lifted the lid andthe seat and pulled her head over the bowl. Involuntarily, she lifted her handsto grip the edge of the bowl, partly to try to stop her head being forced intothe bowl and partly to support her body. Firmly, I pushed her head into thebowl. I could see her hair floating in the water and from the spluttering comingfrom Jenny, it was clear her face was at least partly in the water. Her boobswere pressed against the cold china of the toilet bowl.
I lowered the seat down on Jenny's neck, pushing down on it to keep her facedeep in the bowl and flushed the toilet. Cold water rushed into the bowl andJenny squealed as the toilet flushed over her head. I could hear coughing andspluttering and more whining of "Pleeeeeeease". Slapping her peachylittle ass, I snapped, "Quiet bitch."
A crowd of people was filling the bathroom, enjoying Jenny's humiliation.A pretty redheaded girl in a short black party dress stepped forward, an evilsmile on her face.
"Gee," she said, looking first at me and then at my dog, stillspluttering in the toilet bowl, "I could sure use a piss."
"Be my guest," I said, motioning her towards the toilet bowl. "Dog," Isaid to Jenny, "Don't you fucking move."
The girl turned to face the people crowding into the room and straddled thebowl. Lifting up her skirt, the girl showed that she wasn't wearing any panties.She lowered herself slowly, squatting so that her pussy was right above Jenny'shead. A stream of golden pee squirted from between her pussy lips and showereddown over the back of the helpless slave's head. Rivulets of piss streameddown over Jenny's hair, running down her cheeks into the toilet bowl. As thegirl continued to pee, I leant over and began to spank Jenny's ass, slappingeach buttock in turn, smiling at the red glow suffusing across her cheeks.A camera flash went off, then another, and then another capturing Jenny's degradationfor posterity.
After ten or fifteen seconds, the girl had finished, adjusted her skirt,and stood up. She began to walk away but stopped, turned and said, "Oops,forgot to flush." She pressed down on the handle and the toilet flushedonce more over the helpless Jenny's head.
Once the water had stopped flowing, I grabbed Jenny's hair in my fist andpulled her head out of the toilet bowl. She emerged, coughing and splutteringfor air, her hair soaking wet, hanging in heavy strands over her bare shouldersand face, water pouring down her face, her features contorted. Laughter andmocking insults greeted her as she crouched there, water and pee dripping downher bare back and over her boobs onto the floor, her naked body trembling withcold and humiliation. "Pleeeeeeease," she whimpered, "Pleeeeeeease.No more. Pleeeeeeeease." Her whining and pleading for mercy only madethe people squeezing into the bathroom laugh and mock her more.
Pulling her onto her knees by her hair, I looked down on the helpless humiliatedslut with mock concern. "So, my little slave," I sneered, "Youdon't like being a dog. Perhaps you'd prefer to be some other pet." Turningto the other party goers, I asked, "What sort of pet do you think Jennywould like to be next?"
"How about a cat?" called a middle-aged brunette, elegantly sippingher wine. The crowd cheered and started chanting "Pussy. Pussy. Pussy."
"Mmmmmm," I said, "A nice pussycat. Would you like that, Jenny?" Ipaused but there was no reply from the shivering slut kneeling at my feet,dripping water onto the floor. "Well," I continued after a shortpause, "It doesn't really matter what you want. A cat you shall be."
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