The drive home and the ensuing traffic were a tad longer and busier than usual and tried his patience on this Monday. Finally pulling up the long red bricked driveway he felt more at ease and parked the Volvo.
Inside the massive oak door he dropped the briefcase and found his loyal pet waiting. Kneeling on the smooth tiles in the foyer, naked, head lowered and leash in her teeth.
"Ahh...there's My pet...does she need to piddle?" The ruffled blonde curls shook affirmatively in answer. He smiled, took the leash and clipped it onto her collar.
"Come along now." He again opened the door and led her out. Hastily He dragged her across the flagstones, hearing the soft whimpers as He knew they bruised her tender kneecaps. The lush green lawn cushioned her walk and He led pet near the two massive maple trees adjacent to His neighbor's house.
Soon they reached the large trunk and ironically Mary was out checking her mailbox and waved hello.
"Good afternoon Mary! Beautiful day isn't it? Taking My pet out for her piddle." The girl blushing a vivid red.
"Oh. I see. Well...you have a nice evening." Her expression looked scornfully at the naked woman being treated like an animal.
"C'mon now...this is your spot...leave your mark." She looked at Master with soft eyes and squatted over the stained portion of turf next to the large root.
Closing her eyes, "Piss-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sssss." The powerful stream of urine spilled onto the ground and she sighed in relief. Light drops trickled onto her ankles and she didn't care one bit.
"Good girl...feel better?"
"Yes Master. Thank You Master."
Back inside, she put the leash away and he relaxed in the large high back leather chair. Knowing His desires, she quickly brought Him a fresh, cold beer poured into a pilsner glass.
"Thank you pet...you are a keeper." He sipped on the brew and patted the top of her head. She purred softly as He brought her head down onto His knee and thigh. Her cheekbone nestled against the immaculate fabric of His trousers.
Naturally, Master began to unwind as the glass slowly emptied. He prattled on and on about His day, the demanding, whining clients which He, of course, relied on for His large and fulfilling salary. She listened intently, occasionally nodding and kept strict inner notes for future reference. Without thinking, her tiny hand began to caress Master's ankle. Then the back of His muscular calf and knee.
"That feels nice pet..."
