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Are you a good Puppy or a bad Puppy?
Patrick has a decision to make. READ NOTE AT THE END. IMPORTANT.
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There was a knock on the door. He answered welcoming his visitor.
"Mistress just the person I was looking for. Did she perform well?"
"She did." Mistress said entering the room after tending to Norah.
"Good. We need to make sure that he had a good time here. Otherwise he will not be so inclined to extend an invitation."
"He seems happy sir."
"And his friend."
"He is still with Danielle."
"She is treating him well I hope. I can not see tonight." He said motioning to the blank wall in front of him.
"I have not checked in with them."
"Then what are you waiting for. Take that ass upstairs and make sure that he is happy. I hate that I have to tell you this after so many years have passed." He said turning around and glaring at her.
The look was enough to chill her to the bones as she turned and all but ran down the flight of stairs. She walked to the second floor and entered a door right off the stairs marked staff. Once the door was open she entered the small hallway lined with what appeared to be picture frames. Behind each frame was a peep-hole into each room. The same hallway could be found on every floor.
When she reached her destination she took a deep breath before flipping it open and peering inside. Everything in this room was fine. Danielle was almost through with her session and she seemed to be keeping more quiet than Norah. She would not need the same "encouragement" later.
Closing the picture and walking away Mistress sighed to herself before retreating to her quarters to await Danielle.
Earlier that evening.
"Well Patrick can I interest you in one of our girls or are you going to be taking your leave?" Mistress asked looking down at her nails as if she were bored.
"I will stay." Patrick Whispered.
"Good. I think Danielle will work well with you. Do you sleep alone or do you usually sleep with someone else." She asked leading him up the flight of stairs Pete had just walked up.
"I used to sleep with someone else in the bed but that all changed when she…"
Mistress cut him off.
"No talk of sad times here. Understand. Here is the room. Sign the contract and have fun. You should know that the girls only do what they think you want and can handle." She said knocking on the door and walking away without letting him respond.
As she started walking down the stairs the door in front on him opened and a girl in a pair of short jeans and a plaid shirt opened the door.
"Hi. You must be Patrick. Come in." She said stepping aside to allow him entrance.
"Hi." He said looking down.
"So before we begin I need to take some blood."
"For what?" Patrick asked startled by her request.
"Its for the contract. Flair for the dramatic, they want the signature in blood." She said showing him the copper looking pen.
"umm okay. But do you keep what I don’t use to sign."
"We keep the pen exactly as it is until you inform us of your decision to never return at which point it is destroyed but you don’t get it back. Again flair for the dramatic." She said taking to blood and handing him the instrument to sign. Once it was signed she walked over to the door and handed it and the pen and his payment to someone outside.
Patrick could not help but stair at the girl. She was a sight to take in. Then again he had expected that much when Norah had come down to get Pete. This girl was different petite, large breasts and the darkest hair and eyes he had ever seen.
Danielle caught him staring at her.
"See something you like."
"Yes." He whispered.
"Yes what Patrick."
"Yes Ma'am."
"That’s better." She said sitting in his lap facing away from him. "So tell me Patrick do you know what you want to do today?"
"No." He answered honestly.
"Well do you want me to take over for today?" He said moving her hips so that her ass pushed against his growing member.
"Yes." he hissed.
"I must warn you Patrick once you give me control you wont get it back until the session is over. You can not tell me no. Not without consequence. Do you understand?"
"Yes. Just please."
"Please what?"
"Please mistress?"
"That title is reserved for the lady of the house. You may call me master and I will call you pup. Now get on your hands and knees like the good little dog you are. Are you a good little dog or a bad puppy?" She said getting up and walking across the room.
Patrick immediately got down on the ground on all fours. He was watching her move, and saw her pick something up off the table at the other end of the room. When she walked back towards him and he saw what was in her hand his heart started to race and his member became even harder. She had a collar.
"Puppies don’t wear clothes now do they? They wear only what they were born with." She said looking down at him.
"I dont have fur."
"I know. Dont bore me Pup."
Patrick got the hint and stripped off his clothes getting back down on his hands and knees.
"Puppy learns fast. But puppy is a bad boy. What is this hanging between his legs. Is puppy excited already. Why doesn't puppy hump the stuffed animal over by the couch.
Patrick looked up and saw a human sized stuffed bear exactly where she said it would be. No way was he going to get off on a stuffed animal.
"Is there a problem puppy?"
"I'm not fucking a bear." Patrick heard the whip before he felt it wincing as it cup into his virgin ass.
"Puppies can not talk. Now do what I say!" She said snapping the collar in place and taking a seat on the couch.
Patrick's ass stung like nobody's business and he did not want to be reprimanded again. He crawled over to the bear and stopped right in front of it looking at her.
"No. I changed my mind." He said knowing what was coming. This time she used a paddle on his ass a few times before grabbing his balls and tugging a bit.
"Section 12 of the contract. There is not turning back once a client becomes a submisive. Now fuck the bear before I go over to my special drawer and get a toy that would help me fuck you. I do suffer from Penis envy so I would suggest you do it."
Patrick crawled back up to the bear stopping short.
"Good. Puppy knows that if puppy wants a release puppy will do it."
Patrick gruffed and sat down on his haunches.
"I see puppy wants to be bad. I know how to punish puppies that are bad."
She got up and walked back to the dresser opening it. Patrick began to protest.
"okay."
"Too late." She said taking out what looked like a giant gummy lifesaver. She walked back to him grabbed his member in hand and strapped the thing around his balls and the base of his cock.
Patrick hissed at the sensation before bucking his hips as she stoked him once. She then started to stroke him rather hard and quickly bringing him closer and closer to the climax he so desired.
She leaned in and licked, kissed, sucked the head of his cock and that was his undoing, or so he thought.
"What the fuck?!" He yelled as he found that he had the sensation of orgasm but that nothing had come out and that his dick was now a vibrant purple color.
"What was that? Did we forget already?" Danielle said looking at him from her spot on the couch picking up her whip.
Patrick remembered. NO talking. So he growled in return.
"Well if you do what I say. I will let you play." She said nodding her head to the bear.
Patrick knew he had no choice. He slowly crawled the rest of the way towards the bear and mounted it the way a dog would. He began grinding his hips against the bear.
"Puppies don’t grind when they hump, do they?" She said slapping his ass with the paddle.
Patrick felt completely humiliated. He began to hump the bear. The feeling of the fur on his cock was driving him wild and before long he felt another orgasm creeping up on him. He looked back at her with pleading eyes but she just ignored him. She paid him no mind instead removed her clothes and began pleasuring herself. Watching her was the final push he needed and for the second time that night he climaxed without climaxing.
He growled in frustration as she pulled on his collar and lead him between her legs.
"You must be thirsty after all that. Here have a drink."
Patrick did not need to be told twice. He knew that she would give him what he wanted when she got what she wanted. He wasted no time licking and sucking at her womanhood before he felt her begin to shake. He doubled his efforts. Looking up at her he could see that she was looking at something over his shoulder but chose to pay it no mind.
Before he could make her climax she pushed him off of her.
"Now mount me like you did the bear and maybe I will give you what you want."
Before she could finish her sentence Patrick buried himself inside of her and began thrusting in earnest. He could feel the tightening of his balls and the tightening of her walls around him. He knew he would not last very long.
Apparently so did she because as she climaxed she pulled at the ring around his balls causing it to snap and finally allowing him the orgasm and release that he wanted.
Patrick filled her with his essence before falling lightly on top of her.
He felt her hands running through his hair and he could not help but nuzzle into her neck. He kissed from her neck to her lips claiming them in a heated kiss. She returned the kiss before getting up and having him follow her to the bed at the other side of the room. She didn’t say anything to him only laid down and pulled him by the collar so that he followed. Once he was on the bed she took the collar off, turned off the lights and snuggled into his side.
Patrick sighed before putting his arm around her and falling asleep thinking that he could get used to this. He could so get used to this, and he could think of a few other people that wouldn’t mind this treatment.
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Shehadtheworld. Hope you like it. It was hard to hit patrick but you wanted it so I had to do it.
Make me happy by Rating and Reviewing and I might give you the whole chapter on thursday. Thats just two days instead of making you wait till sunday like I planned. Hahaha!
Teaser
"Dude. Wakey Wakey. Come on. Fangs up dude. I need an invite and Pete wont give it to me."
Patrick shot out of the car seat and into the studio towards Pete.
"You told him?"
"Well duh. She said that we could and I called and gave his name. The dude is in he just thinks that I am lying about it. I told Joe too and we are all driving over tomorrow night. I don’t know what the big deal is. Its not like it is that serious."
"I don’t think that we should tell people about this. Something just does not feel right about it. Wait your going back..."
ALRIGHT GUYS. BAD NEWS. I GOT INTO A LITTLE FENDER BENDER WITH A DRUNK DRIVER LAST NIGHT AFTER POSTING THE STORY. THE GOOD NEWS IS I AM ALIVE. THE BAD NEWS IS MY CAR IS TOTALED AND AFTER A NIGHT IN THE ER I HAVE A MINOR CONCUSSION AND FEW BRUISED RIBS AND WORST OF ALL A BADLY FRACTURED WRIST. I WILL UPDATE AS SOON AS I CAN.
HOW AM I TYPING THIS. WELL MY WONDERFUL BFF IS CURRENTLY TYPING THIS SO THAT YOU DONT THINK I HAVE ABANDONED YOU. DO NOT WORRY. I ALWAYS FINISH MY STORIES ONCE I START. I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS. THAT ASSHOLE RUINED EVERYTHING BECAUSE NOT ONLY CAN I NOT TYPE LET ALONE WRITE BUT I CANT GO TO DANCE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. I PROMISE TO GET THIS OUT THERE AND MY BFF PROMISES TO HELP ME TYPE IT OUT.
FOR A LITTLE WHILE LONGER,
PixieOUT!!!
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There was a knock on the door. He answered welcoming his visitor.
"Mistress just the person I was looking for. Did she perform well?"
"She did." Mistress said entering the room after tending to Norah.
"Good. We need to make sure that he had a good time here. Otherwise he will not be so inclined to extend an invitation."
"He seems happy sir."
"And his friend."
"He is still with Danielle."
"She is treating him well I hope. I can not see tonight." He said motioning to the blank wall in front of him.
"I have not checked in with them."
"Then what are you waiting for. Take that ass upstairs and make sure that he is happy. I hate that I have to tell you this after so many years have passed." He said turning around and glaring at her.
The look was enough to chill her to the bones as she turned and all but ran down the flight of stairs. She walked to the second floor and entered a door right off the stairs marked staff. Once the door was open she entered the small hallway lined with what appeared to be picture frames. Behind each frame was a peep-hole into each room. The same hallway could be found on every floor.
When she reached her destination she took a deep breath before flipping it open and peering inside. Everything in this room was fine. Danielle was almost through with her session and she seemed to be keeping more quiet than Norah. She would not need the same "encouragement" later.
Closing the picture and walking away Mistress sighed to herself before retreating to her quarters to await Danielle.
Earlier that evening.
"Well Patrick can I interest you in one of our girls or are you going to be taking your leave?" Mistress asked looking down at her nails as if she were bored.
"I will stay." Patrick Whispered.
"Good. I think Danielle will work well with you. Do you sleep alone or do you usually sleep with someone else." She asked leading him up the flight of stairs Pete had just walked up.
"I used to sleep with someone else in the bed but that all changed when she…"
Mistress cut him off.
"No talk of sad times here. Understand. Here is the room. Sign the contract and have fun. You should know that the girls only do what they think you want and can handle." She said knocking on the door and walking away without letting him respond.
As she started walking down the stairs the door in front on him opened and a girl in a pair of short jeans and a plaid shirt opened the door.
"Hi. You must be Patrick. Come in." She said stepping aside to allow him entrance.
"Hi." He said looking down.
"So before we begin I need to take some blood."
"For what?" Patrick asked startled by her request.
"Its for the contract. Flair for the dramatic, they want the signature in blood." She said showing him the copper looking pen.
"umm okay. But do you keep what I don’t use to sign."
"We keep the pen exactly as it is until you inform us of your decision to never return at which point it is destroyed but you don’t get it back. Again flair for the dramatic." She said taking to blood and handing him the instrument to sign. Once it was signed she walked over to the door and handed it and the pen and his payment to someone outside.
Patrick could not help but stair at the girl. She was a sight to take in. Then again he had expected that much when Norah had come down to get Pete. This girl was different petite, large breasts and the darkest hair and eyes he had ever seen.
Danielle caught him staring at her.
"See something you like."
"Yes." He whispered.
"Yes what Patrick."
"Yes Ma'am."
"That’s better." She said sitting in his lap facing away from him. "So tell me Patrick do you know what you want to do today?"
"No." He answered honestly.
"Well do you want me to take over for today?" He said moving her hips so that her ass pushed against his growing member.
"Yes." he hissed.
"I must warn you Patrick once you give me control you wont get it back until the session is over. You can not tell me no. Not without consequence. Do you understand?"
"Yes. Just please."
"Please what?"
"Please mistress?"
"That title is reserved for the lady of the house. You may call me master and I will call you pup. Now get on your hands and knees like the good little dog you are. Are you a good little dog or a bad puppy?" She said getting up and walking across the room.
Patrick immediately got down on the ground on all fours. He was watching her move, and saw her pick something up off the table at the other end of the room. When she walked back towards him and he saw what was in her hand his heart started to race and his member became even harder. She had a collar.
"Puppies don’t wear clothes now do they? They wear only what they were born with." She said looking down at him.
"I dont have fur."
"I know. Dont bore me Pup."
Patrick got the hint and stripped off his clothes getting back down on his hands and knees.
"Puppy learns fast. But puppy is a bad boy. What is this hanging between his legs. Is puppy excited already. Why doesn't puppy hump the stuffed animal over by the couch.
Patrick looked up and saw a human sized stuffed bear exactly where she said it would be. No way was he going to get off on a stuffed animal.
"Is there a problem puppy?"
"I'm not fucking a bear." Patrick heard the whip before he felt it wincing as it cup into his virgin ass.
"Puppies can not talk. Now do what I say!" She said snapping the collar in place and taking a seat on the couch.
Patrick's ass stung like nobody's business and he did not want to be reprimanded again. He crawled over to the bear and stopped right in front of it looking at her.
"No. I changed my mind." He said knowing what was coming. This time she used a paddle on his ass a few times before grabbing his balls and tugging a bit.
"Section 12 of the contract. There is not turning back once a client becomes a submisive. Now fuck the bear before I go over to my special drawer and get a toy that would help me fuck you. I do suffer from Penis envy so I would suggest you do it."
Patrick crawled back up to the bear stopping short.
"Good. Puppy knows that if puppy wants a release puppy will do it."
Patrick gruffed and sat down on his haunches.
"I see puppy wants to be bad. I know how to punish puppies that are bad."
She got up and walked back to the dresser opening it. Patrick began to protest.
"okay."
"Too late." She said taking out what looked like a giant gummy lifesaver. She walked back to him grabbed his member in hand and strapped the thing around his balls and the base of his cock.
Patrick hissed at the sensation before bucking his hips as she stoked him once. She then started to stroke him rather hard and quickly bringing him closer and closer to the climax he so desired.
She leaned in and licked, kissed, sucked the head of his cock and that was his undoing, or so he thought.
"What the fuck?!" He yelled as he found that he had the sensation of orgasm but that nothing had come out and that his dick was now a vibrant purple color.
"What was that? Did we forget already?" Danielle said looking at him from her spot on the couch picking up her whip.
Patrick remembered. NO talking. So he growled in return.
"Well if you do what I say. I will let you play." She said nodding her head to the bear.
Patrick knew he had no choice. He slowly crawled the rest of the way towards the bear and mounted it the way a dog would. He began grinding his hips against the bear.
"Puppies don’t grind when they hump, do they?" She said slapping his ass with the paddle.
Patrick felt completely humiliated. He began to hump the bear. The feeling of the fur on his cock was driving him wild and before long he felt another orgasm creeping up on him. He looked back at her with pleading eyes but she just ignored him. She paid him no mind instead removed her clothes and began pleasuring herself. Watching her was the final push he needed and for the second time that night he climaxed without climaxing.
He growled in frustration as she pulled on his collar and lead him between her legs.
"You must be thirsty after all that. Here have a drink."
Patrick did not need to be told twice. He knew that she would give him what he wanted when she got what she wanted. He wasted no time licking and sucking at her womanhood before he felt her begin to shake. He doubled his efforts. Looking up at her he could see that she was looking at something over his shoulder but chose to pay it no mind.
Before he could make her climax she pushed him off of her.
"Now mount me like you did the bear and maybe I will give you what you want."
Before she could finish her sentence Patrick buried himself inside of her and began thrusting in earnest. He could feel the tightening of his balls and the tightening of her walls around him. He knew he would not last very long.
Apparently so did she because as she climaxed she pulled at the ring around his balls causing it to snap and finally allowing him the orgasm and release that he wanted.
Patrick filled her with his essence before falling lightly on top of her.
He felt her hands running through his hair and he could not help but nuzzle into her neck. He kissed from her neck to her lips claiming them in a heated kiss. She returned the kiss before getting up and having him follow her to the bed at the other side of the room. She didn’t say anything to him only laid down and pulled him by the collar so that he followed. Once he was on the bed she took the collar off, turned off the lights and snuggled into his side.
Patrick sighed before putting his arm around her and falling asleep thinking that he could get used to this. He could so get used to this, and he could think of a few other people that wouldn’t mind this treatment.
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Shehadtheworld. Hope you like it. It was hard to hit patrick but you wanted it so I had to do it.
Make me happy by Rating and Reviewing and I might give you the whole chapter on thursday. Thats just two days instead of making you wait till sunday like I planned. Hahaha!
Teaser
"Dude. Wakey Wakey. Come on. Fangs up dude. I need an invite and Pete wont give it to me."
Patrick shot out of the car seat and into the studio towards Pete.
"You told him?"
"Well duh. She said that we could and I called and gave his name. The dude is in he just thinks that I am lying about it. I told Joe too and we are all driving over tomorrow night. I don’t know what the big deal is. Its not like it is that serious."
"I don’t think that we should tell people about this. Something just does not feel right about it. Wait your going back..."
ALRIGHT GUYS. BAD NEWS. I GOT INTO A LITTLE FENDER BENDER WITH A DRUNK DRIVER LAST NIGHT AFTER POSTING THE STORY. THE GOOD NEWS IS I AM ALIVE. THE BAD NEWS IS MY CAR IS TOTALED AND AFTER A NIGHT IN THE ER I HAVE A MINOR CONCUSSION AND FEW BRUISED RIBS AND WORST OF ALL A BADLY FRACTURED WRIST. I WILL UPDATE AS SOON AS I CAN.
HOW AM I TYPING THIS. WELL MY WONDERFUL BFF IS CURRENTLY TYPING THIS SO THAT YOU DONT THINK I HAVE ABANDONED YOU. DO NOT WORRY. I ALWAYS FINISH MY STORIES ONCE I START. I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS. THAT ASSHOLE RUINED EVERYTHING BECAUSE NOT ONLY CAN I NOT TYPE LET ALONE WRITE BUT I CANT GO TO DANCE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. I PROMISE TO GET THIS OUT THERE AND MY BFF PROMISES TO HELP ME TYPE IT OUT.
FOR A LITTLE WHILE LONGER,
PixieOUT!!!
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