Message-ID: <16945eli$9811061505@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16945.txt> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Twenty-three Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <362b70ee.1220765@news.telepac.pt> From: "DOMestic" <Single-user mode> Organization: DOMestic Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Twenty-three by Ms. Christine - http://www.mschristine.com "Now be a good puppy and curl up under here at my feet while I catch up on my correspondence. Then I will take you for a little walk." Jack said "Yes Madam.", and started to crawl into the space under the desk. 'Only a few more hours to go', he thought, 'I can handle it.' "Dogs donīt talk, they bark. One woof for 'yes' and two for 'no'. Do you understand, Rover?" Jack almost said 'yes' and then remembered just in time. "Y....woof!" It didn't take Jack long to realise that his new position of house pet, afforded him a view right up Lisa's provocatively short skirt. The spikes reminded him he probably shouldn't be looking but he could not tear his eyes away. He did the only thing he thought he might be allowed to do in the role he had been assigned, and whimpered, in the hope that she might relent and remove the sheath. "Quiet Rover! I can't concentrate if you make so much noise. I know you want to go for your walk, but you will have to be patient," she said, deliberately misunderstanding him. Jack was trying to figure out how to explain that he did not want to go for a walk, but was in pain, when she had allowed him such a limited communication system. So he tried barking several times. "Oh you want to go outside. Come along then. You are a good puppy for not wanting to wet the floor!" And so saying she led him outside and undid his lead. "Off you go then there is a nice tree over there". Alice rejoined them carrying a furry tail attached to belt. It had a butt plug on the inside. Now he understood why they had been laughing. "Rover wants to 'go'", Lisa explained, "we will give him his tail in a minute." Jack realised that there was nothing for it but to humour them. To do anything else would have been extremely painful. Of that he had no doubt. So he headed for the tree. As he made to stand up, he heard "Ah ah, not that way, you are a dog. Dog's cock their legs and they don't use their paws.". He did try but failed miserably, and ended up getting more on his leg than on the tree. He could not believe he had been reduced to this. His final humiliation was the insertion of the 'tail'. "Well aren't you going to wag it for us, Rover?" Lisa demanded more than asked. So he did. Utter and total humiliation. "That's better. Now back under my desk, I still have to finish my letters," and then to Alice, "Having a new puppy can be so time consuming. I had quite forgotten, how demanding they can be." Jack spent the next two hours looking up Lisa's skirt and paying for it. He whimpered from time to time, but was only told he would have to wait for his 'walkies'. His desire for her seemed to increase by the minute, despite the restraint she had put on him. Finally, she stood up. "Just time for a nice walk before lunch, eh Rover?" Jack barked twice. He did not want to go for a walk. "Oh don't be silly, Rover, there is plenty of time." Lisa attached his lead again and they were off. Out through the terrace door, down past the swimming pool and on across rolling parkland. The two dobermans joined them, at least they seemed happy to be going for a walk. They came up to him several times and sniffed him. Even they seemed to be treating him as another dog! The hardest time he had was competing with them in a game of 'fetch the stick'. They always got there first and were most unwilling to give it to him. They teased him with it a couple of times, daring him to try and take it away, but always bounded off back to Lisa at the crucial moment. Jack began to suspect that the dogs were female too! Eventually Lisa headed back towards the house. She had been laughing constantly throughout the entire walk, and now seemed in a much better mood than first thing in the morning. ..........Christine & David Stevenson........... Authors of domestic and real life Fem Dom Books. 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