One
From the other room, I listened to the sound of water running in the shower and heard little more than that. Just the irregular beat of water striking the tile, indicating there was someone in there getting clean. Otherwise, silence.
I took it as a good sign.
Usually when my pets were in the shower together there was a lot of giggling and splashing, interspersed with the occasional squeak and, when they were allowed to play, quite a few long low moans. Even now and then a small scream of pleasure.
But tonight the two of them were all business. They knew their Master was waiting.
"Is..... is this what we are wearing, Master?" Rose's eyes were wide and I could see goose bumps rise all over her fine skin.
"Yes, Mine. This is what my pets will wear for me." I leaned in and kissed her and then Nathan. "Now finish your hair and we will get my pets dressed for our date." The boy's eyes were just as wide and neither of them could help from glancing over at the bed while they dried and brushed out her long luxuriant hair.
The girl's fingers trembled a bit in excitement as she helped me dress the boy first. A thick collar in mahogany leather with brass fittings buckled in place around his neck. On the sides the leather had been cut away and replaced with intricate weaves of copper and brass chain. Dangling from the front loop was a small brass heart-shaped padlock engraved with simply "My puppy."
Her fingers trembled as much as he did as I had him turn and put his palms flat on the mattress, bent over the side of the bed. Rose knelt on the floor with the bottle of lube in her hand and gently pressed first one and then two fingers up into his snug little hole, making him moan and wiggle. I warned her very sternly and in no uncertain terms if she made him come during this process Master would be very cross and take my belt to her bottom before she was allowed to get dressed.
The fine olive skin of her face paled just a tad as she worked very carefully, lubing the boy's butt. Below her, I could see the muscles in her bottom clenching in apprehension.
A secret smile flickered across my lips.
When he was ready, I handed my girl a tail attached to a medium sized plug designed to fit my puppy's ass and stay in place. The tail was a little over a foot long, made of dark fur which matched Nathan's hair. It was wide and thick at the top and tapered to a point at the tip, hanging in a curl behind him. The boy moaned and gasped as the plug spread his bottom hole open, the muscles in his back and legs clenching and rippling. Another moan and a sigh of relief as it passed the widest point and slid home between his ass cheeks.
My pets always looked so amazing when wearing their tails.
It was fortunate I wasn't going to have my boy in his cage this evening. When he turned it was quite apparent Rose had come very close to earning her spanking. My favorite puppy toy was achingly hard, the tip shiny and slick. I would never have been able to get his prick soft enough to slip the chastity device onto him. Most likely I would have ended up with a mess on my hands. And the floor.
Moving carefully, I held his blushing face in my palms and kissed him while my girl rinsed off in the sink.
Nathan helpfully shrugged his shoulders as we pulled the chain mail chest piece up his arms and buckled it in place. The sleeves came down to his upper forearms and were snug enough to show off his biceps. A gap in the center down the middle of his chest was secured with four leather straps and brass buckles. The tunic was cut short at the bottom, following the line of his rib cage, leaving his fine muscled belly in plain view.
All that was left was the complicated process of getting the lower harness situated. A fairly loose belt which matched the rest of the leather around those slim hips. A strap hanging down the front started with a large steel ring which slipped around his erect prick and balls. Rose's nimble fingers slipped his tail through a smaller ring attached behind, snugging it up against the plug in his bottom and holding it firmly in place. His hips moved and bucked just a little. A small moan leaked from his lips as the girl tightened the strap to the back of his belt. The final part of the harness was two wide leather straps hanging down which went around his upper thighs and a soft leather pouch attached to the ring which buttoned up and covered his proud manly equipment. My smiling girl placed a kiss on his hip as she finished.
The finishing touch was a pair of tall leather boots reaching almost to his knees. On the whole, the effect was a cross between "Spartacus" and "Mad Max" with a touch of the "Best Of" page on almost any fetish website.
God.... he looked good enough I wanted to strip it all back off of him and spend the evening in bed instead of going out.
But we did have reservations.
When it was time for her to get dressed, my sweet little flower was nerve ends all over. I did so like having her that way. The dimples in her cheeks were deep and her bright white teeth kept appearing and disappearing between her wide generous lips. Her dark nipples were rock hard and she kept softly rubbing her thighs together.
Those hands which were so often nimble and sure of themselves.... quick sure fingers which could thread a needle without even looking and stitch a hem faster than any machine.... were now trembling and slightly unsure as she sat on the side of the bed and drew the stockings up her legs. In contrast to her olive skin the stockings were pale and creamy, with a wide pale lavender lacy band around the tops of her thighs. As each one settled in place, her fingers lingered at the tops of her thighs just briefly as if she were wanting to touch even deeper.
One finger...
One finger was all it would have taken to press her backward on the bed. Arms and legs high and wide, begging for my touch. Or even settling for her own.
That wanted finger lifted, along with her hopes. Those large deep brown eyes focused on the tip of her Master's finger as it lifted and she rose from the mattress, following my direction. It moved in a small circle and she turned her body towards the bed, still looking over her shoulder.
My good girl knew what was coming next, but she waited for my direction as a good pet always should. Like the maestro of a silent orchestra, my finger pointed down and she leaned over, hands settling into the bedclothes with a soft, happy sigh.
The boy, of course, was just as excited as Rose had been as he knelt down behind her. His eyes traveled up and down her bare backside. Even though he had seen her naked body over and over again for months, it seemed he never got tired of the sight.
"You know what to do, puppy. We need to be leaving soon."
