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 Dominating Ken - Part III Dog Training

   When Ken logged on Saturday morning there was a message waiting for him
from Karena.  It read

   "Good morning puppyslut!  You've been a good girl this week.  It's time
to put away your panties and lipstick and put that collar to use.  This
weekend you will be my little puppy.  Are you ready to be trained dog boy?
If so give me a good loud bark."

   It took Ken a minute to figure out that Karena was online and waiting
for him to reply.  His face lit up with Joy when he realized Karena was
going to play with him.  He replied back "BARK!"

   Immediately he received his instructions for the day.

   "Be a good pet and do the following:

   1) No panties this weekend but keep the pink bow as reminder of your
desire to be as good as a female.  Lose the saran wrap this weekend.  You
need to learn to control that little pee-pee from leaking.  2) Wear your
collar and nothing else at all times when you are home.  You may take off
your collar and wear clothes if you go out but you must change back to
dogboy as soon as your return.  3) Get yourself a dog bowl.  This weekend
you must use this to eat and drink at every meal - starting with breakfast
this morning.  Remember you're a dog, no hands or utensils.  Imagine that I
am standing there watching you eat.  4) At least once on Saturday and once
on Sunday, you must pee like a dog.  That's means outside and on all fours.
Find a tree and lift that hind paw nice and high dog boy.

   And of course you must continue to stroke that pee-pee every 5 minutes
from 5 -5:30 every morning.  No cuming!  If you are a good dog boy then
I'll let you buy big girl panties.  Wouldn't that be nice dogface?"

   Ken was extremely horny and ready to cum by the time he finished reading
her instructions.  Karena knew how to keep him on edge and continually keep
their relationship unpredictable and exciting.  He was glad that he met
Karena.  He was nervous about doing some of the things and he was extremely
concerned about having to pee like a dog.  He lived in an apartment complex
and there was no private area to do this.  Ken wrote back.

   "Miss Karena I am very excited to be your puppyslut.  I want to please
you and will do what you ask, but please don't make me pee outside like a
dog.  I live in an apartment complex and somebody will surely see me.  I
don't want to get arrested or offend anyone.  Please don't make me do
this."

   Karena was amused at his response.  She imagined him sitting at his
computer panicking.  It thrilled her to know that she was evoking such
strong emotions in her little pet.  Her pussy throbbed with excitement as
she typed.  "You are such a beggar puppyslut.  Puppies pee outside all the
time without getting arrested.  You have a collar and leash and you are my
puppyslut aren't you?"

   "Yes.  I am your puppyslut."

   "Then you have to pee outside.  Silly puppy, you don't have to pee at
your apartment complex.  You can find a private area somewhere else but you
must remain as dogboy while you look for your private place.  That means
you must be wearing your collar without any other clothes.  Understand?"

   "I'm still not sure if I can do that.  Please don't make me do it.  Can
I please wear clothes?  What if someone sees me naked when I go to my car?"

   His pleading was fueling her desires even more.  Her dominant side was
in full force.  She wanted to push him a little to see how committed he
was. "I give the orders here!  Do it dogface or your will be punished!  If
you are too weak to handle this then maybe we should end this relationship.
Is that what you want?"

   "No.  Please I don't want it to stop Mistress.  I am sorry.  I will do
it"

   Karena smiled when she read his response.  The power that she had over
Ken was exhilarating.  Knowing that he was willing to force himself to do
something so humiliating just to please her was a sexual rush for Karena.
Her fingers were already exploring the insides of her swollen pussy.  They
squeezed and pumped her wet throbbing hole.  Karena was on the verge of
orgasm.  Her heightened arousal made her want to push him even more. 
"That's better pet, but now I have doubts about your ability to obey may
orders.  I want proof.  I want you to take a picture or video of yourself
peeing like a dog.  You don't have to show your face, but I want to see
your paw lifted and I want to see pee coming out of that little thing of
yours.  I want to see the collar on your neck with my name on it.  You have
till noon today to send me the proof or you can find yourself another
Mistress!  Get to work dogface!  Don't bother replying to this e-mail until
you have the proof."

   Karena sent the e-mail and resumed playing with her pussy.  Sitting
infront of her computer, she pushed four fingers in and out of her love
hole while her other hand pinched her nipples.  She arched her back and her
whole body was filled with spasms of pleasure.  It was a great way to start
off her weekend.

   Meanwhile, Ken was reading Karena's e-mail.  He was very nervous about
his task and extremely paranoid about having to send pictures.  Who knows
where those pictures could end up, he thought.  He didn't want to do it,
but he also did not want to stop his relationship with Mistress Karena.  He
was having too much fun and he was enjoying being horny all the time. 
Eventually, he reasoned that since his face did not have to be in the
picture it wouldn't be that big of a deal.

   Ken figured it would be difficult to capture the right picture with a
digital camera so he decided to use a video camera.  Ken stripped off
everything and put on his collar and leash.  He gathered up his camera and
stood at the front door.  He glanced out the window a few times to see if
anyone was around.  He didn't see anyone but he could not get up the nerve
to go outside.  He was surprised at how hard his cock was.  The thought of
doing something so risky and perverse for Karena excited him.  After about
10 minutes he decided he couldn't follow her orders completely.  He was
afraid of being discovered naked by his neighbors.  Ken went to his room
and put on a robe.  Then he opened the door and quickly made his way to his
car.  He was positive no one saw him.  Quickly he drove out of the parking
lot with his heart beating in his chest and his cock throbbing between his
legs.

   Ken stroked his cock while he drove around looking for a private spot.
He couldn't believe he was going through with his assignment and he
couldn't believe how aroused it made him.  His hand was getting sticky from
all the precum seeping out of his aroused cock.  Ken was very conscious of
the collar and leash that he was wearing.  He thought of how Karena had
referred to him as his puppyslut and how she referred to his leg as a paw.
Strangely it all excited him.  He wanted to cum so bad.  He couldn't wait
to get permission to cum from Mistress Karena.

   Ken finally came across a section of thick woods.  He turned down a
small side road and parked his car on the side of the deserted road.  Ken
removed his robe, grabbed his camera and headed into the woods.  He
couldn't believe what he was doing.  He was walking through the woods naked
except for a dog collar and leash and he was about to get on all fours and
pee like a dog.  It was so weird, yet so arousing.  When he came across a
small clearing in the woods he set-up the camera on a tripod, positioning
it so that it pointed at the base of a tree.  Ken knew it would be hard to
pee with an erection, so he spent the next 10 minutes trying to make his
cock shrink.  When his cock finally shrank to about half its size, Ken hit
the record button and quickly crawled over to the tree like a dog.  He
lifted his leg and began to pee.  This perverse and humiliating act excited
him so much, that his cock grew hard, causing his pee to briefly squirt
upward and hit his stomach and chest.  He felt so dirty and shameful, but
he could not ignore his arousal.  He knew he would look forward to doing
the same thing on Sunday.

   Before Ken left, he viewed the tape in the camcorder to ensure that it
captured everything.  Watching the tape, he thought he looked silly peeing
like a dog.  The camera caught everything perfectly.  The stream of pee was
clearly visible.  Satisfied, Ken packed up the camera and headed home.

   At home Ken loaded the tape on his computer.  He was going to freeze a
few frames and just send Karena the pictures but he felt proud at what he
did for Karena.  He wanted to really please her so he e-mailed the whole
video clip to Karena, without even editing out his face.  He stayed online
for a few minutes to see if she would reply.  No reply came and his stomach
started to growl.  It was 10:00 am and he had not eaten breakfast.  His
hunger reminded him of Karena's weekend rules.  He had to get a dog bowl.
Ken got dressed and removed his collar.  It was thoughtful and considerate
of Mistress Karena to allow him to go out in public without his collar and
leash.  He was growing emotionally attached to his Mistress.

   At the pet store Ken settled on a gray bowl that was divided into two
compartments - one for water and one for food.  At home he changed back
into his leash and collar and cooked up scrambled eggs.  He scraped them
into the left compartment of the bowl and filled the right compartment with
water.  Then Ken proceeded to get on his hands and knees and eat and drink
his breakfast without the use of his hands or utensils.  He felt like a
dog, lapping at his water and biting at his food.  He imagined mistress
Karena standing over him telling him he was a good puppy.  His cock was
hard and twitching at the perverse situation.  It was a little messy but
Ken managed to clear the bowl of everything.  A few minutes after noon Ken
logged on to see if Karena had e-mailed him.  Just as Ken logged on a new
message popped up from Karena.  It read, "I'm downloading your file
dogface. Stay online if you are there."

   Karena was expecting pictures and was pleasantly surprised at receiving
a video clip.  He did a perfect job at taping the scene.  The video showed
a great view of his balls and cock and his pee.  She enjoyed watching his
cock grow right in the middle of his peeing.  She even got a great view of
his face when he crawled to and from the tree.  Although he was on his hand
and knees, she could tell that he was tall with broad shoulders.  He was
not all muscles but he was a big strong man.  It was silly to see such a
big man acting so submissive and dog like.  He was her pet and she
controlled him.  She was pleased with who her pet was and how he submitted
to her.  Karena fingered herself as she watched the clip over and over
again.  What excited Karena the most was the fact the he was peeing like
dog because of her.  He was humiliating himself and doing perverse things
to please and obey her.  This dominant power was becoming more addictive
and exciting to Karena by the minute.  Feeling very dominant and pleased,
she sent an e-mail to Ken.

   "Great job dog boy.  I knew you could do it.  Mistress Karena knows
what's best for you.  I knew you were a puppy slut.  How pathetic that your
little pee-pee grew hard while you peed.  I guess you really like being a
dog.  Don't feel bad, it was meant to be.  All men are animals deep down.
All men should spend time on all fours.  Did you obey my orders and wear
your collar and chain while you drove to your pee spot?"

   Ken was hoping she would not ask about this.  He could lie about wearing
the robe, but he felt he needed to be honest with her.  "Mistress, I did
enjoy peeing like a dog for you.  I am so horny and I want to cum really
bad.  I did wear my collar and chain as instructed, but I have to admit
that I did not go naked.  I wore a robe to my car.  I know that you know
what's best for me but I just couldn't take the chance of being seen by
neighbors.  Please forgive me."

   Karena was impressed with his honesty.  She wanted to let him know that,
but she also wanted him to know that he should obey her.  "Well dogboy, I'm
glad you were honest with me.  However, you did not follow my orders so you
still need to be punished.  Since you did such a great job with the video
and you were honest, I will go easy on you.  As punishment you must do the
following:
Go back to the same store where you bought the penis dildo and buy
yourself a leather cock and ball strap.  Send me a copy of the receipt. 
Make sure the same clerk rings up your order!  After you purchase it ask to
use the restroom, then go and put it on.  Take the package that it came in
and your shopping bag back to the cashier and ask if she can throw it away
for you.  I want her to know that you couldn't wait to try on your new toy.
Think of this as your cock collar.  It must remain on at all times. 
Wouldn't it be nice to have a dog tag for this collar?  I think so.  Buy
the same color and style tag that you have on your neck collar.  Have it
engraved 'Karena's little cock' and attach it to your cock harness. 

Complete this task by Sunday night, got it?"

   Ken though the punishment was harder than what Karena was implying.  He
knew it would be very difficult and humiliating for him to go through with
the punishment but he did not want to anger her any more so he willingly
replied, "Yes.  Mistress.  Thank you for going so easy on me."

   "Very good puppy.  I'm feeling generous right now.  You may cum into
your dog bowl and lick it up like a good pet.  Get started and let me know
when you are done."

   Ken didn't waste anytime.  He stood infront of his bowl and masturbated.
He balls were swollen and full of cum.  He aimed his cock at the bowl and
stroked away.  He wanted to take his time and enjoy the pleasure, but he
was so horny and excited at the chance to orgasm that he could not control
himself.  His cock bulged in his hands and large squirts of cum shot into
the bowl.  It was a long intense orgasm that shook his whole body.  Every
inch of his skin vibrated in ecstasy.  This was probably the most cum that
Ken had ever produced from an orgasm.  The bottom of the bowl was
completely covered in cum.  Ken hopped down on his hands and knees and
lapped it up.  He was beginning to enjoy the taste of cum.  When he was
finished he e-mailed Karena thanking her and letting her know that he was
done and that he licked up all his creamy cum.

   Karena replied, " Good boy cum puppy.  As an extra bonus you can sleep
in tomorrow and skip you morning masturbation routine.  Keep following my
weekend rules.  I've spent enough time with you this weekend so I don't
want to hear from you until Sunday night."

   Ken was a little disappointed that Karena was signing off for the rest
of the weekend, but it was probably for the best since Ken had a few orders
from Karena to carry out.  He was nervous about his punishment.  However he
decided not to procrastinate because it might take him a few trips to the
novelty store to catch the same sales clerk.  His instincts were right.  It
took two trips to the store for him to find the same sales clerk.

   On the first visit, he browsed around the store for about a half hour
looking for the young college girl.  He could not find her, but he was able
to find a cock and ball harness that fit Miss Karena's description.  He
remembered its location and left the store.  On the second visit to the
store, he recognized the sales woman immediately.  Her presence immediately
evoked erotic feelings in Ken.  His cock swelled in his jeans as he made
his way to the display of harnesses.  He was extremely scared and hesitant
about following Miss Karena's orders but he had already decided to just go
through with it as quickly as possible.

   Ken made his way to the register with his cock and ball harness.  His
cheeks were already burning with embarrassment.  The young sales girl
cheerfully greeted him and rung up his order.  With his eyes cast downward,
Ken meekly asked if there was a restroom he could use.

   She replied, "Our restroom is not public, but its empty in here and you
seem like a decent guy so go ahead and use it.  It's through the back door
and to the left."

   Ken thanked the girl and navigated to the restroom.  In the restroom he
dropped his pants and pulled out the harness.  It was leather with several
straps and silver snaps.  He had never worn any type of harness on his cock
before.  It took him a few minutes to figure out where all the straps
belonged.  One wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, another strap
circled just above his balls forcing them downward and a third strap
attached to the front and back of the second strap, separating his balls to
each side.  After 15 minutes of struggling with the straps and snaps, he
finally had the harness in place.  Now his cock and balls felt very tight
and confined.  It seemed to force more blood into his shaft, making his
cock feel even harder and more sensitive.  Ken enjoyed the constraining
feeling and was glad that his mistress made him get a harness.

   Ken's cock was oozing precum from all the maneuvering of his cock and
balls to get the harness on.  Mistress Karena's training was paying off
because Ken instinctively scooped up the precum with his finger and licked
it up.  He was quickly developing the habits of an obedient slut boy. 
After licking up the last drop of precum, he pulled up his pants and walked
out of the restroom.  Ken tried to remain calm as he walked towards the
sales clerk with the empty product box and shopping bag.  He walked slowly
but he could not control the warm red blush from spreading across his face.
He could not control the large bulge in his pants and he could not hide the
humiliation in his voice.  "ah...miss...  could you throw this away for me
please." Ken held out the trash.

   The sales clerk's lips formed a knowing smile and then shot an accusing
look at Ken.  She did not take the trash from him "You didn't make a sticky
mess in the bathroom did you?" Her gaze glared down at the large bulge in
his pants.

   Ken's worst fears had come true.  He knew the sales clerk would figure
out that he put the harness on.  He was hoping that she would be as
embarrassed about the situation as he was, and just let it go.  Instead she
was confronting him about his perverted action.  He was unsure what to say.
His humiliation multiplied and he felt vulnerable and inferior infront of
this young woman.  He could not look her in the eyes.  With eyes cast
downward he uttered, "uh...uh...no...I didn't do anything.  I just put it
on.  Sorry"

   Ken wanted to run out of the store, but she continued the dialog.  Her
tone was more curious and bit mocking.  "No need to apologize then." She
took the empty box and trash and glanced back at the bulge in his pants. 
"You seem to be enjoying it.  How does the harness fit your cock and
balls?"

   Never in his life did Ken imagine that he would be describing the feel
of a cock and ball harness to a young sales clerk.  A week ago he didn't
even know such a wonderful contraption existed.  "Umm.  Good I guess.  It
feels a little tight."

   "That's the way it's supposed to be.  I'm glad you like it and I hope
you get a lot of use out of it."

   Ken thanked the girl and turned to leave.  Just as he approached the
door the sales woman shouted out his name.  "Mr.  Carlson!" Ken tuned
around, astonished at how she knew his name.  She was staring down at his
receipt which he left in the bag.  Since he paid by credit card his name
had printed on the receipt.  "You better keep your receipt in case you have
any problems." Ken walked back to the counter and took the receipt.  She
also handed him a small bag and gave him a flirty smile.  "Here's a little
something extra for you Ken.  My name is Miss Jen.  Please come again."

   He thought it was odd that a younger girl would introduce herself to him
using the salutation "Miss." It implied that she was superior and commanded
respect.  However, he was still embarrassed and flustered from the whole
situation so he just thanked her and left the store.

   He got in his car and opened the small bag from Miss Jen.  It contained
a small rubber cock ring.  Ken was extremely horny and aroused so he
decided to put it on.  He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing
cock.  Gently he pushed the ring over his penis head and slid it down his
shaft.  He pushed it down until it rested against the cock strap that he
was already wearing.  Now he had double the pressure at the base of his
cock.  Ken left his cock hanging out as he drove.  He headed to the pet
store to pick up the tag for his cock collar.  On the way to the store he
had trouble controlling his urges.  He continually stroked his sensitive
and swollen shaft.  Precum kept oozing out and he used it to lubricate his
rod.  He stroked himself to the brink of orgasm and then stopped.  He
repeated this several times enjoying the self torture.  He pulled and
tugged on the cock and ball harness.  The tightness and tugging on his
balls caused pleasurable sensations that almost sent him over the edge.  He
was mad at himself for not controlling his urges because now he wanted to
cum so bad but he did not have permission.  Ken pulled into the parking lot
and calmed himself down.

   Thankfully the pet store had a self service engraving machine so he
didn't have to ask someone to engrave the word's "Karena's little cock." He
put his money in the machine, typed in the word to be engraved, and
selected a red dog bone shaped tag which matched the one for his neck
collar.  The machine quickly engraved the tag and dropped it into a slot
for Ken to retrieve.  Ken was excited to have another physical object that
tied him to his Mistress.  Little by little his online relationship and
fantasies were creeping into reality.  Ken picked up the tag and reviewed
the engraving.  His cock twitched and swelled in his pants when he read the
words.  Satisfied with the result he quickly went to his car.

   Ken could have waited until he got home to put on the tag.  However, he
was so aroused and horny that he could not wait.  He moved his car to the
back of the lot, away from the other parked cars.  Then he undid his jeans
and slid them down to his thighs.  He attached the thin metal loop on the
tag to the cock strap that went between his balls.  The shiny red metal
accented the leather harness perfectly.  Ken felt a stronger sense of
submissiveness with the tag attached to his cock and balls.  The tag was
symbolic of Karena's ownership of his cock.  It was her cock to do with as
she pleased.  She controlled his orgasms and she controlled his pleasure.
Ken wished she were there in person to see the tag and order him around. 
He wanted to cum so bad.  He rushed home to tell Karena about his morning
experience and to beg to be allowed to cum.

   Sunday morning Karena logged on to check her e-mails and was amused to
see several from Ken.  The first e-mail contained a copy of his receipt for
the cock and ball harness.  Karena verified that the store address and
clerk# matched the receipt from his dildo purchase.  She also noted that
his full name and credit card number were on the receipt.  She chuckled at
the opportunities this presented.  Next she read his detailed accounting of
how humiliated and embarrassed he was from putting the on harness in the
store's bathroom and having the sales girl confront him about it.  He noted
that the sales girl called him back into the store because he forgot his
receipt and that she gave him a free cock ring.  It ended with him begging
for permission to cum.  Karena became aroused and horny knowing that he was
doing all of this because of her.  She could tell that he was following all
of her orders and that was sexually aroused from it all.

   The second e-mail contained a video clip of him peeing like a dog. 
Karena noted that it was the same location that he peed before and that he
instantly grew an erection once he started peeing in front of the camera.
She could tell it was a different video because now he was wearing the
leather cock and ball harness that he just purchased.  She was impressed
that he was already wearing it.  His balls looked so tight in the harness.
Karena's arousal intensified and she started to finger her pussy in her
panties.  She watched the clip several times imagining that she was
ordering him to lift his leg and pee like a dog.  She wished she were there
to pull him around on his leash and make him bark at her command.

   After Karena viewed the clip a few times she finally read the
accompanying text from Ken.  It was more begging for permission to cum.  It
read

   "Please Miss Karena may I cum.  I have been a good puppyslut for you.  I
am very horny and don't think I can last longer.  Please let me cum.  My
balls are so full they are aching.  Precum has been leaking out of my cock
all day and I have been licking it up like a good slut.  I need release. 
Please let me cum."

   Karena was thrilled to know that he licked up his precum without an
order from her.  She knew that men do not like to eat their own cum and
that they only agree to it when they are aroused and on edge.  He was
learning to be a good slut.  His words and begging were desperate and
pathetic and they intensified Karena's pleasure.  She closed her eyes and
cupped three fingers inside her cunt.  She pressed and squeezed her
clitoris causing her body to shudder.  She was ready to cum but first she
wanted to read his last e-mail.

   Her sticky hands controlled the mouse and she opened the next e-mail. 
This one contained more begging and a close-up picture of his balls and
cock bound in the leather harness.  A red tag dangled below his balls and
she could clearly read the engraved words "Karena's little cock." Karena
was glad she read this e-mail last because it sent her over the edge.  The
tag was evidence that she owned and controlled his cock.  Knowing that a
tag with her name on it was attached to Ken's balls caused an erotic spasm
in her mind.  She felt like a supreme queen ruling over Ken.  For a moment
her mind left the earthly world and found a new erotic dimension.  Her
pussy clenched around her fingers.  She humped her fingers and screamed in
ecstasy as warm tingling waves coursed through her body.

   When her emotions returned to normal, Karena assessed her situation with
Ken.  She had strong control over Ken even though he was not there in
person.  He was on edge and his prolonged arousal was affecting his
thoughts and sense of normalcy.  She knew this because of the increasing
number of mistakes or risky exposures he was allowing.  When they first met
he was cautious about letting personal information slip out.  Now he was
sending pictures with his face visible and he had inadvertently sent her
his full name and credit card number.  Karena had read a lot about female
supremacy and how women could control and manipulate men by teasing them
and keeping them on the brink of orgasm.  She had always wondered how much
truth there was in what she read.  Now she knew that it was all true.  Ken
could not think straight and was increasingly relying on her for direction.
This pleased Karena.  Her pussy quivered from the knowledge.

   As Karena became more infatuated with her dominance, her expectations of
Ken began to grow exponentially.  At first she kept in touch with Ken for
mere amusement.  Then she began to enjoy controlling him and figured she
might eventually try a face-to-face session with him.  Now she wanted more
than a face-to-face session.  She wanted to control him indefinitely.  She
wanted to make him her slave...her boy toy...her sissy slut.  Her plan for
this was already in motion.

   Over the weekend she purchased a male chastity device which she planned
to mail to Ken.  His e-mails were desperate and it sounded like his cock
was ready to burst so Karena knew that she had to get the chastity device
to him immediately to prevent him from losing control.  She was sitting at
the computer staring at the box when an idea hit her.  She decided to give
Ken a little treat for his obedience.  She pulled off her purple cotton
panties, which were drenched with her girl cum.  She rubbed them along her
pussy to soak up as much of her juices as possible.  Then she put them in a
Ziploc sandwich bag.  The panties were so wet that she could see moisture
streaks on the inside of the plastic bag.  Karena slid the bag inside the
box with the chastity device.  At 7:30 that night she logged back on.  She
knew Ken would be waiting.

   "How's my puppslut?"

   "Very very horny.  Did you get my e-mails mistress?  Can I please cum?"

   "Naughty dog!  Is that anyway to greet your mistress?  Didn't I tell you
I didn't want to hear from you till tonight?  Let's see...first e-mail from
dogface arrived at 2:00 pm, second e-mail from pee-pee dog at 3:00 and
third e-mail from my pathetic pet at 3:30 pm.  Are we a little desperate
poochie?  Do you need a lesson on following directions?"

   "Sorry Mistress.  I am desperate.  My cock and balls are full of cum. 
Being your doggie boy has really made me horny.  I need release."

   "Dogface you are pathetic.  A grown man naked and peeing like a dog is
so ridiculous.  The things men do when they are horny.  You enjoyed it too
and I have the proof!  What would your friends and family think if they
knew your dirty little perversion?  Don't worry your secret is safe with
me. I know how pathetic men really are.  You like being my doggie boy don't
you?  Stroke your cock and tell me how much you like it.  Don't forget to
lick up any precum that leaks out of that little doggie wiener."

   "I am stroking my doggie wiener for your mistress.  It is very leaky
from being so full of cum.  I really need to cum.  Please let me cum.  I
know it's pathetic, but I can't help it.  I like being your dog slut.  I
like peeing for you."

   "Of course you do because your are a man and men are dogs.  I noticed
you peed in the same spot, just like a real dog would.  You marked your
territory like a true animal....  Like a pathetic man dog.  You are a
natural.  Bark for me dog!"

   "BARK!  Bark!  Bark!"

   "Good boy.  No cumming just yet.  Do you miss your panties slut or would
you prefer to be dog boy?"

   "Whatever you wish mistress.  It excites me to do these slutty things
for you."

   "Good answer pet.  I think its time to get you back in panties.  We
can't have you wearing a dog collar to work can we?  We don't want your
co-workers finding about your dirty little secrets do we?  Are you ready
for big girl panties?  Ask me nicely and I might let you wear them.

   "Thank you for keeping my secret safe.  I am ready for big girl panties.
Please Miss Karena, may I wear big girl panties?  I will be a good girl."

   "How nice.  You have been good princess.  You may return to your
favorite store and buy 5 different pairs of panties.  They should all be
silk and very feminine and girlish.  Buy at least 2 thongs.  Since you're
going to be a big girl you can start wearing a bra.  Pick out a sexy red
bra to match one of the panties you are buying.  While you're at it get a
matching garter belt and white stockings.  That should make you look nice
and slutty.  You know the routine: same clerk and send me the receipt got
it?"

   Ken was very nervous about this.  He was not sure if he liked where this
was going.  Wearing panties was humiliating but it was also exciting and
something had had often fantasized about.  He never imagined himself
wearing a bra and garter belt and he really did not want to do it.  He
didn't even know what size or type to get.  He did not want to upset his
mistress so he simply replied.  "Yes mistress.  Thank you."

   " It seems that you are making quite an impression on your sales clerk.
Pay close attention to her at your next visit.  I want to know what she
looks like.  Hair color, eyes, height, body type, etc.  I want to know her
name and take a guess at her breast size.  How's that cock doing?  Ready to
cum?"

   "My cock is so full and leaky.  I'm am ready to cum.  Please may I cum?"

   "Stroke it a little more for me slutboy.  Rub your finger across the tip
and massage that nasty pre-cum into your shaft.  That's right, I want your
little clitty nice and wet sissyboy.  Bring yourself to the edge and then
stop touching your cock and beg me for release.  Don't be a wimp either
sissyboy.  You better last at least 5 minutes before e-mailing me."

   Ken was already close to the edge and his hands were already sticky
because he had been stroking his cock ever since he logged on.  Five
minutes was going to seem like an eternity.  He concentrated on milking out
his precum and rubbing it over his cock head and shaft.  He imagined it as
his clitty that he was masturbating.  The wet lubricated sensation was
incredible.  He slowed down his stroking and concentrated on not cumming.
Ken wanted to go at least 6 minutes to prove to his Mistress that he was
not a wimp, but he couldn't make it.  As soon as 5 minutes was up he
stopped and e-mailed his mistress.

   "Please please let me cum.  I am right at the edge.  My cock is
twitching.  I need release please mistress!"

   Karena was delighted with his begging but she was feeling wicked.  She
replied "Such pathetic begging sissy.  I like the way you plead for my
permission like a cheap whore.  You have cum a long way slut but I need to
take you to the next level.  I want you to suffer for me.  Will you do that
for me slut?  Of course you will because I own you and your pathetic cock.
No cumming tonight.  Suck it up and suffer for me.  Can you handle it?"

   "I will suffer for you mistress because I know it pleases you.  I don't
know if I can last much longer without release.  How much longer must I
wait?"

   "Pathetic whore.  All you can think about is cumming.  Your next cum
date is for me to decide.  You will get a surprise from me sometime this
week.  Check your PO Box daily and e-mail me when you get it.  Do not open
the package without my permission."

   Ken was excited to know that a surprise was on the way.  "Yes.  M'am. 
Thank you."

   "You're welcome slut.  Tomorrow I want you back into your little girl
panties.  Tuck that pee-pee between your legs like a little clittie.  Don't
forget to do your nails and wear your lipstick on the way to work.  You may
change into your big girl panties when you purchase them.  Follow your
daily routines but don't e-mail me until your package arrives."

   To be continued