Applying To Be A Puppy

She was desperate, Monica needed money and a place to stay. SHe was days away from being on the street. SHe had been working as a secretary, but fell into the biggest cliche of all.. Sleeping with her boss. When his wife found out, he was forced to fire her.

MOnica was looking through job listings and found something interesting. A man posted that he was looking for a live-in pet. She thought it was odd, but the job came with money and a place to live, it would be a perfect way to get out of the situation she was in, so she called.

Trembling as she dialed the number, a man picked up. SHe nervously spoke, "Hello, I am interested in the job posting"

He answered, "Yes, when are you available to come and meet?"

He gave her the address and said that he wanted her to be at his home at 6 pm that evening. It was already 3, she nervously started getting ready. Not knowing what to expect, she showered and put on her best makeup and added extra shine to her beautiful brown wavy hair. Confused on what to wear, she put on a skirt and button down, she wanted to look professional.

She left around 5, but with traffic, she was running behind. Pulling up to a beautiful mansion with a gate, she pressed the button. "This is Monica, I am here for the interview". The gate buzzed and opened up. SHe parked and went to the door, using the heavy knocker to let him know she was there.

A handsome man in the suit opened the door and greeted her with a slight smile as he said, "You're late, this will be first and last time this happens". He had a salt and pepper head of hair, tanned skin, and broad shoulders. He gestured to her to the study, and she complied, slowly walking down the hallway as she took in all of her surroundings.

The study was filled with books, paintings, and trinkets that told the story of the man's eclectic interests and tastes. There was a large desk in the center, with a stack of papers placed almost meticulously in the center. The man invited her to sit in one of the leather chairs facing the desk, and she settled in, feeling like a student being scolded by her teacher.

After a brief silence, he spoke, "I see that you are interested in the job posting, do you know what it will entail?"

She meekly responded with a mild nod from side to side and "no".

He immediately stood up and in a firm voice, "you will respond with yes sir, or no sir!".

She immediately apologized, taken aback with goosebumps all over her body. She replied, "sorry, no sir"

"This job is to be my pet. You will essentially be a puppy in my home. You will eat, sleep, respond like a puppy. I will pay you and you will be able to take money when you leave. I expect complete obedience, you will not be able to have any contact with your outside world while you are under contract with me."

She could feel her heart racing as the words hit her ears and gave her a tingle in her crotch..

Monica had almost entertained the thought of accepting the job that this peculiar but oddly charming man had presented to her. It was a strange proposition, but somehow he had managed to make it sound almost desirable and the generous salary was certainly hard to ignore.

But then he said the words "complete obedience" and something in Monica gut shifted. She wasn't sure if it was fear or defiance, but either way she knew she couldn't accept such a job.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice trembling slightly, "but I can't do it. I appreciate the offer, but I can't possibly accept."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had expected her to refuse and was already planning his next move.

"I understand," he said politely, "but if you change your mind, you know where to find me."

He guided her back to the front door and she retuned to her apartment to think about the strange proposition she had just been presented with...

She tossed and turned all night, thinking about how he told her to respond to him saying "Sir" and how the thought made her tingle every time. As the sun came up, she knew what she had to do. SHe called up the handsome man once again, this time properly addressing him.

"Sir, this is Monica. I am sorry for refusing your offer yesterday. Is the position still available? I would like it."

He was glad that she changed her mind and gave her instructions to complete before starting employment.

Move out completely

Set up everything for 90 days to automatic

Be at the mansion doors at 5 pm on Sunday, ready for her new job

This only have her 3 days to complete. Over the next few days, she worked round the clock to sell most of her things and collect the cash. She was nervous how she would pay for her bills until the handsome man paid her.

Before she knew it, Sunday came. She quickly got ready so that she would be on time this time as she left her apartment for the last time to begin her new life. It was 4:57 as she stood at the door, nervous to use the knocker. She mustered up her strength and did it.

The door opened, "good girl, on time to today". He gestured with his arm to come in and motioned back to the study. Monica sat in the same chair opposite of him at the desk as before, even more nervous this time.

"You have decided to become a pet." he began, "Have you done everything on the list?"

"Yes sir" she replied.

"Good girl. Now let us begin with your role and the rules of this job before we sign the contract." He continued, " I will read and explain, you will listen and I will stop periodically to ask if you understand or have any questions". "You will not interrupt me when I speak, understood?"

"Yes sir" she said.

He began with his list of rules, most were ones that she expected, obedience, not speaking unless spoken to, only responding with yes or no sir.... But then they began to become intense and unexpected....

"If you want my attention at any time, you will get it as a puppy would. You will bark and/or pat on the door like a dog" He stated.

She was taken aback... bark?

"You will sleep where I put you, you are not allowed on the furniture unless I allow you there. understood? "

"Yes sir" she whispered.

"You will also be collared and leashed. You will use the bathroom when I take you out and accept punishments if you have accidents" he said as she could feel her stomach begin to churn. "Lastly, you will be made to look like a puppy and property. I will shave your head in a manner to look like a cute puppy and.."

"Shave my head?!?!" she blurted out.

He arose from his chair and gave her a slap across her face that shocked her. "You will not speak out of turn! If it happens again, I will put a gag on you!"

She quickly tried to compose herself, "I'm sorry sir, It will not happen again"

"Good! As I was saying I will shave you to look like a cute puppy and brand you to show that you are my property" he finished.

She began to cry softly at the thought of her beautiful curls being cut as she began to touch them.

"Now that I am finished, what do you think? Do you agree with all of this?" He asked.

SHe thought of everything, but also of being on the street, she had no options and the money would allow her to be back on her feet. It was just 3 months, her hair would grow back and no one would know. She took a deep breath and announced, "yes sir, I agree"

"Good, now sign this contract to agree to everything." She signed without hesitation to the list of rules, days, and payment.

"Stand up and strip!" he said firmly. She didn't hesitate, knowing better already that she needed to obey. She took off her clothes and placed them on the chair she was sitting on. SHe felt exposed and embarrassed, but as she put away her panties, she noticed that they were drenched in wetness. She was excited. She stood there naked, covering her breast and pussy with her arms. "Hands behind your back! You will not hide yourself from me!" she obeyed immediately.

He began to circle her, inspecting her from all angles, touching her face, neck. He put a clip to hold back her hair and placed a leather collar on her neck tightly, not enough to stop her breath, but enough to know it was always there. He then told her to put her arms up in a T as he continued to inspect her. Pinching her nipples, squeezing her breasts and ass. Then he went to her pussy, it was clean shaven, but dripping arousal down her thighs. He said, "you are aroused by this." He removed his fingers from her pussy and sucked them clean in his mouth. "You will not touch yourself or cum without permission as my property. Understood?"

"Yes sir" she said as a chill went down her spine.

"Get on all 4's. This was the last time you stand like that. A puppy crawls." He stated. "Do not move until I return".

She got down on all 4's, staring at the carpet as she heard his footsteps leave the room and the door close. It was only a few mins, but felt like hours as she awaited his next order.

He retuned with a belt and dragged a cage into the study. He snapped his fingers and sternly said, "kneel" as she arose to her knees and clasped her hands behind her back. He started to put a tight belt around her waist and then another that went from her back, inbetween her cheeks and over her pussy. "This is a chastity belt that you will wear for the time being. I didn't expect you to be so aroused my puppy".

He motioned to the cage and he put her in the cage with a gentle push on her ass, the metal door clanging shut with ringing finality. It was a large cage but not quite large enough for her to stand or stretch out; she had to crouch, sit, or curl up. Her heart thudded in her chest. What was she doing here? What had she agreed to? What would happen now? She pressed herself against the side of the cage, really an oversized wire crate meant for a big dog, both hands squeezing between the bars to test the limits.

As he began to put locks on the cage, she whispered,"please, no".

He kicked the cage, hard. Metal rattled against metal, sending vibrations through her body as she snatched her hand back and cowered into the corner. She understood: she was not to speak. Drawing her knees up to her chest, she bent her head and cried.

He left her alone. The dimly lit room afforded nothing in the way of distraction, and she spent most of the time staring nervously at the walls of the cage. Nothing could be seen through the doorway from where she was caged

By the time he returned to let her out, she was shivering from lying on the metal tray that was at the bottom of the cage. A shallow ceramic dish was set down a few feet away on the carpet.

She began crawling, half in, half out of her new prison, and looked up at him. He gestured impatiently towards the bowl which, when she looked more carefully at it, appeared to hold a few spoonfuls of something that resembled oatmeal. She hated oatmeal. Still, she dared not refuse what was obviously an order; she didn't know what he'd do if angered. As she came fully out of the cage, he grabbed her by a chuck of hair and quickly clipped a leash onto her collar.

"You're sure you want to do it?" he had asked, and she, with an unexpected eagerness nodded.

He quickly gave a hard smack on her ass. "EAT! You will not get another chance this evening."

She began to eat, sticking her tongue out as far as it could go to scoop up the food. As the bowl got lower, she stuck her face in more, the food covering her nose and cheeks, even in her hair. She was embarrassed to look at her new owner in such a messy state. He didn't notice her as she stared, sitting in his chair looking at his laptop. She let out a small "woof", she was so uncomfortable at just the thought of what she did. WHen he still didn't respond, she did it again, louder this time, "woof, woof". He finally looked at her and got up.

"Good girl, all done." he said. He took her leash and begin to bring her out of the room, crawling through the beautiful house to the back door. He opened it and then went into the massive yard. He brought her a few paces out. They stopped by a post and he attached her leach to it. She was stuck at this spot, just as she was in her cage. He spoke again, "Go to the bathroom, I will clean you off after." as he removed her chastity belt.

She froze thinking, use the bathroom here, She knew it was in the rules to only go with his permission, but she didn't realize it would be in the yard like a real dog. She was getting shy and couldn't bring herself to go. He gave her a quick slap on her ass, "if you do not go now, you won't have another chance until morning."

She began to pee a little stream, her face turning hot and red. Her owner walked to the corner by the house as she went and returned with a hose. He began to spray her down. The water was freezing and she tried to crawl away, only to be stopped by her leash attached to the pole. He did her hair, face, and body. Spraying hard on her already engorged pussy, causing her to moan slightly from the arousal. He stopped and left her there while he went back inside.

She was nervous, would he leave her there all night? I was slightly cold, even colder with her wet hair and no sun to warm her up.

He returned with a few things in his hand. He began to brush her hair. It was tangled and matted from the water and food. THen, before she had a chance to realize what was happening, he grabbed the left chunk and cut it right below her ear. All she heard was the chomp of the blades slicing through her hair. "No!" she said as she shook her head and crawled as far away from him as she could with leash limitation.

He grabbed her by the hair that was left and pulled her hard to the ground. Pulling off his belt and began wacking away at her backside. She began to wale.. "Ahh!"

"This is your last warning! I will get the gag out if you say one more thing out of turn" he shouted.

"Yes sir" she whimpered through her tears. She felt the stings on her back and butt.

He continued with the sissors. He went to the right side now and sliced through the hair at the same length as the left. She had never had hair this short and it made her curls more prominent. He took 2 hair ties and put her hair in pig tails.

"This looks better, more like a cute little poodle." he smiled. "Back inside for the night now" he took her leash and pulled her back into her study. He opened the door to the cage, she went in as he removed her leash and put a lock on the door. He turned off the lights as he left the study for the night as she began to cry. Touching what was left of her hair and the slightly raised lines on her back and but from his belt. She didn't know how to get out of this situation. She cried until she ran out of energy and fell asleep.

Before she knew she was asleep, she was awoken by bright lights and her master banging his shoe at the side of the cage to wake her with a jolt. She thought it all must had been a bad dream until she opened her eyes to see the cage bars were actually still there.

He owner opened the lock and attached the leash, bringing her right outside like the previous night.

He attached her to pole and she knew what to do, peeing more confidently. He got the hose and began to clean her off. this time it was warm from the sun and she didn't mind being outside. He grabbed her leash once more and brought it to the patio where dog bowls of water and food were laid out. The food looked better this morning, looked like toast torn up. She easily ate it. When it came to the water through, it was so much harder for her to slurp it up with her tongue, but she did as much as she could because she was so thirsty.

When she was done, owner took the leash once more and brought her to a chair in the kitchen. She waited patiently on all 4's, knowing the rules. He told her to stand up, she felt her bones and muscles relaxing as she hadn't stood up straight in what seemed like forever. He sat her down and began to bind her in the chair. She didn't know what to think as her arms and legs were tied to the chair, then he unexpectedly took the leash and pulled it hard to tie her neck to the back on the chair. SHe was trapped and couldn't move at all as she began to test the limits of the straps, only to feel the pressure against it.

He spoke casually, " I was thinking about your haircut last night and I don't think it is fitting for a puppy of mine. I told you I would shave your head and I don't think that would be it either". She gave a sigh of relief as he said it. "I am going to shave you down the middle, so that your cute curly poofs stand out more on each side"

She began to cry and plead, "Please sir, no. PLEASE DON'T".

He slapped her across the face. "THis was not up for discussion. You are a puppy, I will groom you how I see fit." he said as she wheeped.

He left her there to cry as he went to retrieve what looked like a tennis ball. He shoved it in her face. It was a ball gag that was strapped to the back of her neck. Droll started to leak out down her chin.

Master remover the hair ties and picked up a pair of clippers and turned them on. The buzzing sound sent chills down her spine. He took to the top of her forehead, right in the middle and went all the back as she let out a muffled scream through her gag. He continued, widening the gap. Then, he went around to the back and continued it.

When he was done, he traced the newly buzzed parts with his fingers, she could feel all that was gone and imagined what she must look like now. Only curly hair on her sides with hardly anything down the middle, a gap around 4 inches wide with only a mm of hair. She couldn't stop crying, but also was very aware of how turned on she was. She felt a pinching in her vagina as her owner noticed how wet she was.

He started to tickle her pussy with his fingers smiling. "You are crying over your hair, but are very turned on my pet" he continued. He played with her clit and started to put his fingers in and out of her vagina with vigior. She came close to orgasm when he stopped. "You will not cum without permission!" he shouted with a slap on her face.

She tried to calm herself down. He removed her gag and left her to compose herself still tied up. He wiped her pussy with a napkin, it was so tender as she wiggled as much as she could front he sensation. He removed her straps and told her to kneel. He put the chastity belt back on and took her leash as he led her back to the cage.

He locked her back up and left her there without a word. She began to touch her head for the first time and cried thinking how ugly she must be now, thinking about what she got herself into. But as she rubbed her head, her arousal grew, and she tried to touch her pussy. Master had put the belt on so tight that she couldn't find any way to get anything in as tried to rub a finger in.

When master returned, he brought her out of the cage and removed her chastity belt. It was soaked. He took out some sort of fur from his pocket and put the rubber end in her juicy pussy. She grunted and he removed it, only to put it in her ass. It was a dog tail! He smacked her cheek and said for her to wiggle! SHe was humiliated, but obeyed. He brought her out to the yard on her leash.

As they passed through the garden, they could smell the fragrant roses and feel the warmth of the sun on their skin. Monica was desperate to escape from her situation, yet a part of her felt like she belonged. It was a strange combination of misery and comfort that she hadn't felt before.

Master tugged on the leash, bringing her back to him. He looked down at her with an expression of amusement and pleasure. Monica felt ashamed of the pleasure Master was taking from her humiliation, and yet, some small part of her was aroused. His dominance and her submission had formed a powerful bond between them.

Master led her inside, still on the leash, and she obediently followed. They reached the living room and he pulled her onto his lap and hugged her tight. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear and stroked what parts of her hair he took, calming her and soothing away her shame, playing with her until he let her orgasm at last.