Her PA part two (fiction/proposal)
Mistress opened the door to the room and moved quickly inside, ushering her nervous newbie ahead of her.
The first task was to reassure him that the puppy she'd warned him about represented no threat or risk. That he had neither bark nor bite, that he was as helpless as he appeared.
She spoke in a slightly nervy tone and said that he wasn't to be alarmed by the presence of 'puppy'. Puppy was in fact her loyal PA paying for the room and having facilitated this new play partner and future cash cow, a cow about to get thoroughly bound and teased til he wants nothing else save to fall at her feet again as soon as possible.
This was a state her PA was in already - in such thrall to her that he'd willingly traded his own solo session to become her dog.
He was naked save for key accoutrements. On each paw was a sock held on with plenty of black duct tape.
About his head a mass of coils of black duct tape, covered a tight leg from a pair of tights. In his mouth a voluminous pair of pairs of panties, holding his jaw taut and wide and chokingly silent around the obscene wadding. A condescension to his safety the gag was held in with a band of red duct tape, doubled back into a short tab behind his head for ease of release. But he'd been instructed very strongly to not make a fuss unless he was in actual trouble. He took these instructions as seriously as the grip she'd used on him as she explained them.
At his neck a thick dog collar, tightly buckled.
His genitals were locked into a soft silicone cage.
His pale bottom held a thick plug, buried up his butt but extending out to a flexible rubber tail. It wagged hopefully and his cage glistened with the first hopeful drop of pre-cum.
Reassurance was required though so she stepped up to puppy and indicated he couldn't bite, couldn't see and couldn't bark even, this all demonstrated by applying a firm foot to the packaged genitals eliciting a low howl of pain and nothing more. When released puppy pressed his cage to her foot and nuzzled her thigh in gratitude. She stroked the ball of his head. See - completely harmless she laughed.
She offered puppy to her guest, indicated the waiting leash on the table, though as he demurred offered him to be put in the bathroom or face the corner if he preferred. Newbie suggested the corner and puppy obligingly crawled to the corner, bumping its head in its desire to comply with the requirement to get its head right into the corner. On its haunches the tail wagged fitfully.
So she settled newbie into the session. He stripped. He posed naked for the rolls of tape, which screeched around his form. Soon he was bound in tape and pushed over onto the bed.
Puppy couldn't hear exactly what was happening on the bed but could make out the gist. He heard her talking to newbie, soft words but full of threat and promise. He knew her well in that regard.
Over the long hours that followed she mixed her time between puppy and newbie, though not equally. She popped back occasionally to unlock his caged cock and fit an e stim to his junk. While she teased newbie more thoroughly puppy still got a little bit of action. Occasionally he wandered about to find a ball and push it back to Mistress before getting a 'tummy rub' - exquisite light touches to his super sensitive nipples.
When he folded himself inti a ball or tried to nod off he was reactivated by the e-stim. All the while he heard the vibrator going off and on , and onto newbie's cock head, vibe sending him into helpless loud moans as she effortlessly wound up his desire before leaving him to hang unfulfilled. And after each little tease set, the warming cackles of her laughter.
Eventually she started building him towards the denouement, and that was, as puppy knew, the mot juste. Not the climax of the show certainly as no climax impended.
She roughly called on him to be quiet as she repeatedly applied the vibe, driving him further and further to the cliff edge, supremely confident that she'd see him fall off into nothingness than fly.
When it came there was a final anguished howl, stifled as her hand flew to his mouth followed by great wracking croaks of mean laughter. Perfect she opined.
Puppy quailed in the corner as they finished up, releasing newbie, chatting with him, as there were sounds of clothes going on and the belt buckling.
He was relieved that newbie still didn't fancy taking hold of his leash, though Mistress gave it a jiggle and made him walk into the bathroom. She looped his leash through the bath rail and ripped the red tag of tape. The large pair of her panties followed oit if his mouth and into the bath.
'Say Hi to Newbie'
'Woof'
'I'm just going to walk Newbie out, but don't go waddling off as I'm coming back for you poochie...'
Puppy whimpered and Mistress and Newbie both laughed. Bloody cheek he thought as he kneeled obediently for his turn to suffer, and the big door clunked open and closed.
She took the key and the lights went out. In gloom anyway he never noticed...
The first task was to reassure him that the puppy she'd warned him about represented no threat or risk. That he had neither bark nor bite, that he was as helpless as he appeared.
She spoke in a slightly nervy tone and said that he wasn't to be alarmed by the presence of 'puppy'. Puppy was in fact her loyal PA paying for the room and having facilitated this new play partner and future cash cow, a cow about to get thoroughly bound and teased til he wants nothing else save to fall at her feet again as soon as possible.
This was a state her PA was in already - in such thrall to her that he'd willingly traded his own solo session to become her dog.
He was naked save for key accoutrements. On each paw was a sock held on with plenty of black duct tape.
About his head a mass of coils of black duct tape, covered a tight leg from a pair of tights. In his mouth a voluminous pair of pairs of panties, holding his jaw taut and wide and chokingly silent around the obscene wadding. A condescension to his safety the gag was held in with a band of red duct tape, doubled back into a short tab behind his head for ease of release. But he'd been instructed very strongly to not make a fuss unless he was in actual trouble. He took these instructions as seriously as the grip she'd used on him as she explained them.
At his neck a thick dog collar, tightly buckled.
His genitals were locked into a soft silicone cage.
His pale bottom held a thick plug, buried up his butt but extending out to a flexible rubber tail. It wagged hopefully and his cage glistened with the first hopeful drop of pre-cum.
Reassurance was required though so she stepped up to puppy and indicated he couldn't bite, couldn't see and couldn't bark even, this all demonstrated by applying a firm foot to the packaged genitals eliciting a low howl of pain and nothing more. When released puppy pressed his cage to her foot and nuzzled her thigh in gratitude. She stroked the ball of his head. See - completely harmless she laughed.
She offered puppy to her guest, indicated the waiting leash on the table, though as he demurred offered him to be put in the bathroom or face the corner if he preferred. Newbie suggested the corner and puppy obligingly crawled to the corner, bumping its head in its desire to comply with the requirement to get its head right into the corner. On its haunches the tail wagged fitfully.
So she settled newbie into the session. He stripped. He posed naked for the rolls of tape, which screeched around his form. Soon he was bound in tape and pushed over onto the bed.
Puppy couldn't hear exactly what was happening on the bed but could make out the gist. He heard her talking to newbie, soft words but full of threat and promise. He knew her well in that regard.
Over the long hours that followed she mixed her time between puppy and newbie, though not equally. She popped back occasionally to unlock his caged cock and fit an e stim to his junk. While she teased newbie more thoroughly puppy still got a little bit of action. Occasionally he wandered about to find a ball and push it back to Mistress before getting a 'tummy rub' - exquisite light touches to his super sensitive nipples.
When he folded himself inti a ball or tried to nod off he was reactivated by the e-stim. All the while he heard the vibrator going off and on , and onto newbie's cock head, vibe sending him into helpless loud moans as she effortlessly wound up his desire before leaving him to hang unfulfilled. And after each little tease set, the warming cackles of her laughter.
Eventually she started building him towards the denouement, and that was, as puppy knew, the mot juste. Not the climax of the show certainly as no climax impended.
She roughly called on him to be quiet as she repeatedly applied the vibe, driving him further and further to the cliff edge, supremely confident that she'd see him fall off into nothingness than fly.
When it came there was a final anguished howl, stifled as her hand flew to his mouth followed by great wracking croaks of mean laughter. Perfect she opined.
Puppy quailed in the corner as they finished up, releasing newbie, chatting with him, as there were sounds of clothes going on and the belt buckling.
He was relieved that newbie still didn't fancy taking hold of his leash, though Mistress gave it a jiggle and made him walk into the bathroom. She looped his leash through the bath rail and ripped the red tag of tape. The large pair of her panties followed oit if his mouth and into the bath.
'Say Hi to Newbie'
'Woof'
'I'm just going to walk Newbie out, but don't go waddling off as I'm coming back for you poochie...'
Puppy whimpered and Mistress and Newbie both laughed. Bloody cheek he thought as he kneeled obediently for his turn to suffer, and the big door clunked open and closed.
She took the key and the lights went out. In gloom anyway he never noticed...
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