PART THREE
Andy crawled forward by his Mistress's ankles as she led him down the main corridor of the establishment. As he crawled beside her he tried to match her smart walking pace and he continually felt her fine whip across his writhing, cowering bottom.
"Hurry up!" she called, her whip flicking and lashing, and then, in the next moment, the order became, "Slow down, you're walking too fast!" At times she'd pull up on his leash to restrain him whilst simultaneously lashing him, thus driving him forward! Occasionally the tip of her whip would catch his scrotal ball; the sting was excruciating! She was a very strict young Miss!
After a few turns they came to an open area where a second very pretty young Miss sat at a desk before a telephone, a computer and an appointment book. A pencil twirled in the fingers of one hand as she spoke to someone on the phone.
"Yes, sir!" she said to an enquiring client at the other end of the line, "Miss Strokewell will be available in ninety minutes! I've told you her fee; yes, she's one of the most expensive dommes! And that's her fee for all the smutty things you've asked for, you dirty man! May I say that I've never heard anything so disgusting and depraved! And at your age too! You're old enough to be her grandfather! You should be ashamed of yourself! What on earth would your wife think if she knew about this? Yes, sir, of course! I'll book you in! She'll see you at three! Yes, we prefer payment by cash too, god save us from a cashless economy! Goodbye, sir!"
She hung up, noted the appointment in her book, and then turned to study Andy over the edge of her desktop as he crawled towards her by his Mistress's ankles. Mistress Giselle brought him up before her desk.
"Hello, Mistress G!" the young Miss called, "And who have you got on your leash today, may I enquire?"
"It's Andy, Miss Mandy!" Mistress Giselle replied, "He's my submissive old first-timer!"
"Oh yes!" the young Miss Mandy replied, "I dare say we've met! He's a smutty old thing, isn't he? And he thinks he's a dog, does he?"
"He does! He's wearing his canine harness and he's got an enormous doggy prick and balls to prove it!"
Miss Mandy continued her conversation:
"Well, if he's a good puppy then he'll have a good snout on him! And I dare say he'd like to climb up my leg and sniff my pussy with it! Wouldn't you, Andy pet?"
His garbage bag clutched between his teeth, Andy nodded in the affirmative and gurgled, "Yes please, Miss!" Then he looked up to his Mistress Giselle for her approval to do so.
"You may drop your bag and sniff Miss Mandy's pussy, Andy pet!" came her approval, "As she directs you!"
Andy put his bag down at one side. "Thank you, Mistress!" he whimpered. "And thank you, Miss Mandy!" he whimpered again.
Miss Mandy rolled her chair back and stood up. She stepped out from her desk and moved about it to lean back against its side before Andy. She extended a shapely bare leg capped in a black leather high heeled pump.
"Up you come now, pet!" she called down to him, "You may grasp the backs of my legs as you climb!"
"Yes, Miss!" Andy whimpered. Carefully he lifted himself onto the balls of his feet; waddled forward; and crouched above the toe cap of Miss Mandy's shoe.
Still wearing his canine harness, which pulled up so insistently on his scrotal ball from behind, and with his torso now raised to an upright position, the rearward pull at his scrotal ball now had the effect of pulling his erection downward so that it protruded horizontally before him.
Miss Mandy studied the protruding member. She lifted the toe of her shoe and pushed Andy's distended scrotal ball about. She watched as the big dick wagged lewdly in response, being directly connected to its associated scrotal ball by a bridge of flesh.
"Look at this big prick of yours!" she exclaimed. "You're a randy old thing, aren't you? And I think you like having your nut ball rubbed, don't you?"
"Yes, Miss Mandy, I do!" Andy whimpered. He wanted to grasp his wagging prick between his forefinger and thumb and masturbate it lightly but purposefully to this lovely arrogant woman.
"Please, Miss!" he whimpered up to her, "Could I wank to you for just a few moments, please Miss?"
"Yes, pet, you may!" Miss Mandy approved. "Do wank for me! I am interested to see how you manage yourself!"
"Thank you, Miss!" Andy whimpered. He grasped the back of his Mistress's forward calf with one hand to maintain his balance and took his other to his rampant erection. He grasped its middle between his forefinger and thumb, pointed it directly forward to her shin, and began to jerk it lightly, pleasantly and purposefully.
