No!....


Sometimes you go too far.... really...too far.


You picked me up as usual, I was already nervous as we`re off to
see a trainer and theoretically you are going to be sat outside,
waiting. But you had the bright idea of staying `on theme` and
going dogging first....come on...that was bad enough....I hate
dogging.


But as we pull into the carpark theres just one car waiting, a
car i recognise...and as we pull closer its that creepy man
again...i groan and slide down in my seat.


We stop....you get out....you walk straight over to the car.


I sit up....curious.


You walk back to me and


"come on we`re getting a lift"


Which brings us back to...sometimes you go too far....of all the
creepy old perverts in all the world you have to pick THAT
one.... well of course you would.


I fold my arms.


"OUT!"


I look up, tears already threatening to roll....


"Please Master, the puppy thing is bad enough...why this....why
him? Please.... not today"


You crouch down at my open door "trust me girl..lets not go round
the arguement today...I need you just to get out of the car and
do as i ask"


"You won`t leave me with him?"


"No...of course not"


I get out of the car and follow you accross the carpark. We stand
by his car....an uncomfortable triangle in the cold morning
sunshine.


He opens the back door of his car and you look in and grin....
then turn to me...


"strip!"


I look into your eyes, looking for any doubt you might have. Its
not there...so i start to strip.


As each thing comes off i pass it to you and i avoid looking at
him, although i can feel his eyes on every inch of flesh i
reveal.
Eventually I`m naked...I stand on my tip-toes...arms wrapped
around me....theres still frost in the shade.


"Now hop in the back" you say.


I tip-toe round the back of the car, and there, in the back of
the car, is a dog cage.


I`m just about to climb in, actually looking forward to being out
of the cold when you catch hold of the hair at the back of my
head....


"its quite a drive girl..you probably need a piss first...I can`t
have you making a mess in this nice mans car"


I glare at you and realise i do need to wee....so look around for
somewhere to go.


"No..ooooo girl... just here will do"


"Here?"


"Here!"


"I don`t need to go"


"Okay....but if you don`t go now...and you ask us to stop the car
later...you`ll get more than a piss"


I pause....


....and climb up, and crawl in... theres a blanket, and at least
its warmer in the car than outside.


He shuts the door, clicks the padlock and i curl up and listen to
you both get in the front, and chat.... the lull of the
engine...your voice.... and i sleep.


********************


I`m not sure how long i slept but i wake up and we are in
traffic.... i sit up....i can`t quite sit up straight.... and
then i realise i now REALLY need the wee i `sort of` wanted
before.


shit


The need to wee is what woke me....so i know holding it isn`t an
option.


"Master?"


"What?"


small voiced i say "i need a wee"


You don`t say a word, just gesture to an approaching sign for a
service station.


We pull into the carpark and drive to the far end, mostly there
are trucks with their curtains closed. You come round to the back
of the car and let me out.


"I want you on all fours...and i want you to piss where i tell
you"


I drop to all fours by your feet and wait for you to indicate
where i should go...i press against the warmth of your leg and
feel you fumble in your pocket.


"girl...look"


I look up and you are holding a small ball.... 
"ready?......where the ball lands you piss and then retrieve"


You throw the ball.... not hard.... it lands about 20 feet away
on the grass....in full view of HIM and just to the side of the
truck in front of us.


I scamper over on all fours as fast as i can...and then stop....
look back... you`re stood coat on, hands in pockets as if you`ve
got all day.
He`s sat grinning in the drivers seat in the warm... he`s got all
day too.


I lower my back end towards the grass into a semi squat and am
about to close my eyes and atempt to piss when i notice the
driver of the truck watching in his side mirror. He`s nice and
warm in  his cab too... he gives me a thumbs up.


Mortified...i know there`s only one way i`m going to get back
into my warm cage, so i shut my eyes and try and relax.


Its cold.....I`m being watched..... I REALLY need to wee.... but
i can`t.... but the longer I stay here the more obvious i`ll
become...the more people will notice...I hate you....I hate
this.....


and then the wee starts....it gushes from me steaming in the cold
air and feels like it will never stop.... I hang there when the
stream stops...waiting for the last drops to drip from me....
then i reach for the ball with my hand...


"MOUTH!"


I snatch the hand back and reach down with my mouth.... i feel
the last drops of piss run down my leg....and taste rubber and
cold morning dew in my mouth...and crawl back to you.


I kneel by your feet and offer up the ball to my Master...you
take the ball.... scratch behind my ears for a brief second and
then pat the base of the cage and i climb back in.

********************

The car pulls back out into traffic... back the way we came.

Training done.