Ok here's the bit where I tell you the following:
1. Please don't read if your are under the age of 18.
2. If your kid does read this do not have a go at me about it.
3. This story is about women who are made to act like a dog, if you do not like that then please do not read.
4. All criticisms are welcomed but please be respectful.
5. Thanks to my proof reader.
I will take some time to tell you about My sub and I. My sub is over 30 and is a little over 5 foot tall with long ginger hair, (she is not allowed to cut it). Her hair looks almost gold in the right light and her eyes are light topaz blue. She has a slim figure with DD breasts topped off with reddish pink nipples. My sub has a nice full hairy pussy, which she is not allowed to shave. I am in My late 20's with short black hair. I have a stocky build, clean-shaven, and am always dressed in smart clothes, even when I am not at work. I work at an auto dealership that sells high-end sports cars.
I had been working hard all day and was looking forward to playing a new game with My sub. As I unlocked the front door, I looked down at the two bags I had in My left hand. In the first was a box of mixed chocolates and in the other was an extendible dog lead and collar to fit a petite woman.
We live in a small 2-bedroom cottage, about a mile or so from the nearest village, and our nearest neighbour is just over a half mile away. We picked it so we'd have the privacy to do whatever we wished.
I walked up the small flight of stairs and turned into My room and put the two bags on the bed. I then called out to My sub to see if she was back from work. I heard her say, "Yes Sir, I am in my room." Good, I thought as I went to her. She was in the corner on her knees. I was punishing her for putting the toilet seat down to pee a few days ago, and that is simply not allowed.
"Now, are you going to be a good girl tonight." I asked.
"Yes Sir" she replied.
"I have a new game we're going to play tonight, so get up and follow Me." We walked back into My room. I sat on the bed and eyed her up and down. She was smartly dressed in a charcoal grey skirted business suit (she is not allowed to wear trousers unless I say), with a cream coloured blouse, flesh coloured pantyhose, and her hair up in a tight bun. She looked like a high-powered businesswomen.
I didn't know what she had on under her clothes as I had to leave before she did. I was really looking forward to what was coming next. She stood in front of Me with her hands at her side. "Alright you little bitch get undress and make it slow."
"Yes Sir."
She stepped out of her shoes then took off her jacket. She then began to undo the buttons on her blouse. She removed it to reveal a white, front-hook bra with small flowers on the lace part of the cup.
"What is that?" I asked her. My sub is not allowed to wear a front-hook bra unless I give her permission.
"I am sorry Sir. It was the only one I could find and I didn't want to go out without a bra."
"Fine, I will let it side this time, but you know the rules, don't you slut?"
"Yes Sir. Thank You Sir" was all she could muster.
She took off her bra and dropped it on the floor. Her hands moved to her skirt, unzipped it, and let that fall to the floor as well. She was wearing my favourite panties; they are powder pink with Winnie the Pooh and small pots of honey on them.
She pulled down her panties and hose all at once, and was soon naked in front of me. I looked at her and said. "Let your hair down."
