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.