doggie is in her kennel in the living room. its early friday and shes been hearing her people talk about a party tonight. of course they dont tell her anything, why would they explain to the pets? miss and sir are busy in the house, cooking and setting up. once or twice doggie is pulled from her box and taken to the bathroom or
given a treat for behaving. back in the box she is happy to just lay and listen to the sounds her people make and smell the good stuff in the kitchen.

around 10pm sir takes her out again and puts her sparkly collar and perky ear head band. her black leash is clipped then tethered to the bench in the entryway. doggie doesnt like this spot, sir never puts out her cushion to sit on, and the tile is hard and cold. he leaves her there with a pat on the head. when miss checks on doggie a while later, she licks miss' outstretched hand and whimpers. doggie isnt allowed to talk, but she keeps looking at the floor and miss knows she wants her little bed. "no doggie, quit begging"

just then the doorbell rings and some of miss and sirs friends arrive. hugs and squeals of greeting go on above her head, but doggie only gets a rub on the cheek from one pretty lady. "what a good dog you have" pretty lady said to miss. " you can use her later if youre so inclined" doggie nudges pretty ladys hand with her nose and lady laughs. "its very eager, no?"

more and more people arrive and the greeting ritual continues. once the party is in full swing doggie is unclipped and swatted on the behind to get moving. she thinks this means she can wander the party on hands and knees and it does.

sir grabs her collar at some point and tells her to "present", so she stops what she is doing and lifts her behind and lowers her face to the floor. sir spreads her back there and suddenly there is a cold gel around the
edge and inside. he pushes a short stubby black tail plug into her bottom and exclaims "i forgot doggies tail!" everyone laughs and doggie could just die from embarrassment.

swatted again, she keeps moving. pretty lady snaps her fingers low and doggie crawls over the couch where she sitting. she sits patiently while lady chats, and lady absently pets doggies breast and bottom. her face is burning with shame and desire, and lady purposely grazes her between. ladys hand comes away wet, and is put in front of doggies mouth. she happily licks her mess, and lady tells her she is a good dog.

miss calls for her then, and doggie crawls over to her and a very tall man. "doggie, up" she said,
and doggie lifts herself onto her knees and puts her hands behind her back. the man unzips his trousers
and puts his between thing in his hand. he steps closer to doggie and miss says "behave, doggie"

doggie whimpers and closes her eyes. the mans thing is on her lips now and she knows to open her mouth and
do what she does to make the stuff come out at the end. he pulls her by the collar over to a chair so
he can sit while she sucks and licks him. he is finally finished and miss comes and takes her away to sit at
her feet and get petted. miss tells her she did very well and she is to sleep at her feet in the big bed with sir tonight.

doggie is very happy

We were at a fetish bar, you are sitting on the floor to the right of my feet.
I'm wearing black trousers and a gray vest. Your hair is cut to your shoulders with a deep side part and your wearing your pink collar. Your cushion is pink velvet. Pink nails and toes.

I pat my thigh and you know to lay your head on my leg so I can pet your hair.

you sigh contentedly while I absently stroke your soft hair while I talk to everyone else. your eyes are closed. eventually I pull your hair slightly back toward me. you also know this means I want your attention. You look up at me from the floor and I smile at you.

"I want you to almost come now. almost"

You blush and tremble slightly because you cant say no, but you are nervous. I nudge you with my shin and smile again. Uh oh - I want to to rub your bald pussy on my leg while I pet your hair in the middle of everyone.

I grab your hair and push down so that your face is on my thigh and nudge you again. tentatively you graze your pussy on my pant leg and stop. I jerk your hair up hard so that you are looking at me, and am no longer smiling.

slowly I say "cup-caaaake...?" (this name means you are testing my patience, me drawing it out is a very bad sign) "go on now"

- once again your dripping cunt is barely touching my leg, I've started my conversation again and I'm no longer watching you. my hand in your hair is your only signal that I'm still paying attention.

you close your eyes again and concentrate on the feel of me stroking your hair. gentle, soft, slow. you start to push your pussy up against me.. first in little circles, then up and down, up, down. I stop rubbing your hair and you look at me.

"that's my good girl"

you lay your head back down and continue. faster. faster. harder.
you come close to the edge and can't believe it when, softly, you hear me say "enough" ....

you look at me with wide, pleading eyes and whimper.

"no, princess. enough for now."

you then notice everyone watching you and hide your face behind my knees. I laugh and pet you again.

you know you've pleased me.