Another I didn't write...
This is a good net friend of mine Katie who's reminds
me of the
innocent, yet devilish little I never had. She
always liked my canine 'Skippy', and my other
e-mail story, 'Human Waste', so Katie was inspired to
write this cool little number. It's one of my
favorites.
{ If your out there reading this, hello sweetie! } :-)
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Pet Shop Katie
I don't know who she thought she was, but she was dead
wrong about me.
God! she was a fucking bitch. Calling me names and
saying things about me. Hell! she didn't even know me.
I wasn't going to take it, no not at all.
We had exchanged a few emails and yes it had been
exciting, but now was just to much.
The first email she told me she was going to make
wonderful love to me. That we would be together, her
mouth on mind, turning my wildest fantasies into
reality.
God! she told me she would press me up against the
wall, kissing me, pressing her tongue into my mouth.
Her hand sliding down over my breast, down across my
stomach, lifting my skirt, parting my legs as she
rubbed my (as she called it) through my panties,
bring me closer and closer to a orgasm...
Teasing me with this type of dialog. Then daring me
to write her back. To tell her all the nasty little
things I'd want her to do to me.
Then came the email with the statement that I was her
little lezbo lover... I thought it was kind cute at
first but she went on about what a total lez I was..
like I was the one coming on to her.. Well yeah I
guess I was.. but she was the not me.. she was
the one leading me down the path...
I told her I wasn't , that in fact I didn't think I
could ever be one in really life. But she insisted I
was. why else would I write her all these love
letters, why would I be masturbating over every email
she send back to me.
I wrote back telling her she was wrong that I was just
turned on by the fantasy of it. That I had a friend and a active sex life..
She just called me a lair. No women that had as good
of a relationship as I claimed, would be carrying on
with her like this. It now was her duty to show me
that I was truly a lesbian. .
Yes I had said I loved her and would do anything for
her, but never, no never had I meant anything like
what she was implying.
I mean it was a game, right? We were just playing at
this, just exploring fantasies.
Her next email got more involved, telling me now she
was going to strip me naked, lay me back on the bed.
Tying my hands above my head with a silk scarf,
spreading my legs, tying me to the bed.... touching
me.. rubbing her hands over my body...
OK! so I admit that I was turned on by this, but I had
to stop it. I didn't even finish reading it.. I just
wrote off a reply.
Stop writing me. I don't want to play this any more.
I'm through with you. I'm not a I will never
be one. It was just a stupid fantasy and nothing
else.....
Yeah well that didn't work, she wrote me back in a few
minutes... I didn't read it, just pressed delete and
it was gone..
But an hour later I was back working to retrieve it.
Dam! she was pissed, who did I think I was. If any
body was going to be dumped it was going to me, but
not before she had had her fun with me. She went on
saying what a pathetic fool I was. She demanded I
write her back immediately with my apology and to add
a of myself.
I don't know why I wrote it, I just did. I told her I
was sorry and that she was just moving way to fast.
That she had scared me by coming on so strong. That I
did want to continue our relationship. Yes I did love
her, worshipped every email she wrote me. That I would
do anything she wanted to make up for my rube
behavior.
Then I attached a nice of me standing by my
new car. It wasn't anything sexy, just a cute picture.
Not more than a few minutes after I send the email
came her reply. It was short and to the point, I had
to show just now sorry I was... I was to go to a pet
shop.... I didn't have any pets, I know I told her
that... I was to...
Fuck! This was insane.. I wasn't going to do this. I
couldn't do that, no no I just couldn't.....??
She was a girl, God! this was going to be
embarrassing. Maybe around 17, no than 19. I saw
her as I entered the pet shop, she was behind the cash
register and called, "Hi! can I help you find
something...?"
It had taken all the courage I could muster just to
get here. I sat in the parking lot for 20 minutes, not
believing I was going to go through with it..
I could feel my face turning as I mumbled out,
"yes, if you would please...."
Why was I doing this, why didn't I just tell that
bitch to fuck off.. God! I hated how weak I had
become...
She came around the counter asking what I was looking
for, I told her I needed a collar, a collar.
but what I really hated was that I was so turned on by
all of this.. that the fact of humiliating myself, was
actually exciting the hell out of me.
Oh what kind of dog? her face was so bright and
cheerful. She had that cute next door kind of
look. one of those you knew just loved animals.
"Ah... Not sure" yeah like I knew anything about
dogs..
"oh a mix breed, that's kool, they make good pets" she
said with her youthful gee.
I just wanted to grab the first collar I saw and get
it over with.. but the kept going on about dogs,
about her and what great pets they are. As she
picked through the collars finally holding up one for
me...
My embarrassment grew as I took the pretty pink collar
with Rhine stones from her hand.
Did I think it would fit she wanted to know...
I stood there staring at it as I turned it in my
hand.. My eyes glazing over with lust..
I told her "only one way to find out.. "
My hands shaking, face beet red, knees weak. I brought
it up to my neck, fasten it..
It took every last bit of strength for me to look her
in the face, my heart pounding in my chest.... I asked
"what do you think?? does it fit me??"
as I looked into her eyes, seeing confusion as she
just failed to understand what was happening.....
Her mouth kind of hung open for a few seconds.. she
didn't say a word, just turned and walked back to
register..
I took the collar off .. I wanted to just drop it and
run, feeling deeply humiliated, wishing I was dead.
But deep inside of me I felt something different.. a
tingling building, spreading out from between my legs.
God! I was shaking, I was on the edge of a climax.....
I needed to touch myself and needed to do right
now....
I broke out of my daze and followed her.. she came
around the counter, her face confused and
apprehensive, was I some kind of sick freaky woman or
just playing wierd joke on her. The more she stared
at me the worst I felt. Now could I have involved this
young in this sick game of humiliation.
She took the collar and rang it up.. I dug in my purse
for the money... nothing had gone as I had plan... she
didn't say anything.. just gave me my change. I
grabbed the collar and almost ran out of the store.. I
could feel her watching me.. still trying to
understand what had happened.
I got in my car and sat there trying to catch my
breath.. my heart was racing, I was so ashamed of
myself... but still my fingers slide down between my
legs, lightly caressing .. damn I was masturbating
right there.. I could still see the inside the
shop.. she had watched me all the way out to my car..
Hmmmm yes... I had to get home.
I stripped quickly out of my clothes, peeling down my
soaked panties.. standing in front of the mirror I
took out the collar and put it around my neck.. I
stood there looking at myself. My finger sliding back
and forth between my legs... I looked like some kind
of freak standing there masturbating...
I stopped myself before I came.. I had to add to it,
to humiliate myself even more.. I set up my new
digital that my had bought me. Snapped
off after of me lewdly standing with
my leg spread part, hips thrust forward, my fingers
sliding in and out. ....
I stared at the collar, seeing the face as I
worked myself in to a sexual frenzy....Knowing what
she must think about me.. Seeing her telling her
friends about this freak that came into her store....
I exploded... knees buckling, dropping down to the
floor.. one last picture.. of me totally lost in my
orgasm..
After calming down I pressed the start button on my
computer.. knowing I had to send the pictures now
before I started feeling to guilty and deleted them..
I quickly downloaded the pictures and attached them to
a quick email...
telling her that here was my prove of love...
I sat there for a few minutes fighting for my self
respect... but lost that battle, pressed the send
bottom... I laid my head down and started to cry.....
It didn't take long for a reply.. damn she was
laughing at me.. telling me what a pathetically sick
cunt I was. That her and all of her friends were
laughing at me... going on about how totally stupid I
looked with that collar on ...that no self respecting
person would have done this... that she never thought
I would go through with it.. that she only told me to
do it, just to get rid of me...
Tear started falling, dripping down on to the
keyboard.
But since I was dumb enough to do it.. and all her
friends thought it was so damn funny.. then maybe
she'd keep me, after all some of her friend said what
a really cute I was and wondered if maybe she
wanted to sell me??
She told me.. No I wouldn't sell my new little puppy
bitch... but I may loan her out.. you know let some of
my friends take you for a walk, parading you around,
but if I was going to go for walks, I'd need a leash
to go with my collar... so why didn't I just go back
to that store and buy a pretty pink leash to match my
new pink collar... and yes I was to make sure to go
to that same sells girl....
That was it... all the humiliation and guilty just
pushed me over the top. my fingers were between my
legs.. rubbing like mad.. god I was so fucking
horny... but still the tears of shame streamed down my
cheeks...as I came once again.
I didn't sleep much that night, getting up early, it
was Saturday and I wanted to get to the store as early
as I could... I sat in my car in the parking lot right
out side of the pet shop... I didn't see the anywhere.. I waited for over and hour before she came
to work... I sat and watched her for another 20
minutes, finally she was alone in the store..
I fought going back in, but while I sat in my car I
came to realize that it would only work with this
girl, that I needed to further humiliate myself in her
eyes...I walked up to the door, at the last second I
stopped, dug the collar out of my purse and quickly
fastened it around my neck.. If I was going to do this
it had to be total humiliation.
As I walked in she turned to look at me, started to
say "Hi! may I.... " then stopped and just stared at
me.. she knew who I was.. and didn't seem to like
seeing me again..
'what do you want now???" as she came closer... "Oh
shit! you have it on.. god what a freak"... and turned
to walk away.
"ahh please could you help me? I need to find .... ah
ah a ah a leash?" I finally whimpered.
she stopped and turned back to look at me again.... "a
leash? for your or ...... YOU!?" came her contempt
filled reply.
I stood there my eyes looking down at the floor, "its
for me" I said almost in a whisper.
"what did you say" she demanded.
"It's for me" I say loader. I felt so stupid, my face
was burning with embarrassment, my heart racing and
that feeling building deep between my legs..
She led me to the leashes, picked up one, handed it to
me... I told her in a voice that was barely audible,
"no it has to match my collar".
"OK! here this one should do" handing it to me.. my
eyes never looking at her.. I just took it and
attached it to my collar..
"Do you have a mirror?" I asked, as I finally looked
her in the face. Standing there holding my leash up.
All most as if for her to take it and led me to the
mirror. She stared at me for a few seconds not saying
anything. Then took the leash in her hand... held
it, staring at it. And then at me.
"Yes we do, but it's in the back" with a bit of a
smirk on her face... "do you want me to take you back
there?"
God! I almost fell to my knees when she said that. I
could feel the moister between my legs start to
drip... I was soaking wet... I wanted nothing more
than to get down on all fours and have her led me
around the store.
But just then the little bell on the door rang. She
dropped the leash, pointed to the back,
"its through that door and to the right." She turned
and quickly walked off. Calling out to the new
customer.... "Hi! May I help you?"
I went in and stood in front of the mirror, holding up
the leash, looking at it... how natural the collar
looked around my neck. I could see myself naked down
on all fours. Hurrying along after her.
I had to get out of there. To get home... this was way
too intense... I needed some kind of relief.
When I came out of the back, she was waiting up at the
register. I handed her a twenty dollar bill, she took
it , looked at it, kind of bit her lip, then put the
bill into her pocket. Then told me that it will be
another $20 for the leash, then leaning closer to
me... she said "doggy has to pay for her fun". I
saw that shy smirk creeping across her face She
looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement...
I didn't say anything, just handed her another 20,
took my leash and started to leave... I turned back to
her, not wanting to let it end. "ah thanks for you
help".
"oh! it was nothing" she said with that same bit of
contempt in her voice,." I hope you enjoyed your self,
........ dog-girl!"
My legs almost buckled.. but I made it out to my
car...
I raced home, ran into my aptment, closing all my
blinds and curtains.. stripped off my closes. I set up
my camera, took the leash and tied it to the door
knob.. got down on my hands and knees.. started taking
picture after of me there with one hand
between legs masturbating..
I had this image of the shop standing there
laughing at me.. calling me a freak and maybe even
leading me around... maybe even there in the pet
shop.. treating me like a dog....... like her dog...
mmmmmmmnnnaaagh!
I came not once but twice... it was so fucking good.
I hurried to send the new pictures to my lover...
saying only that I loved her now more than ever... and
attached the new set of photo's..
the humiliation and guilty was there, but I was to
turned on to care..
I had to have more.. I waited for her reply.
As I waited I actually thought about going back and
waiting out side the pet shop for that to get off
work.. to maybe just follow her home.. just to know
where she lived.. to sit and stare at her house, to
see which room was hers.. to follow her to school,
just to see her and know where she went ... I had to
some how be a part of her life...
Then came the reply.... she told me how cute I looked
down on all fours with my new leash and collar. That
she liked the way I exposed myself for her enjoyment.
All her friends seemed to be enjoying the pictures,
some of them wanted to know who I was and where I
lived.. but not to worry she was holding on to that
information.. for now anyway.
There was one thing that was a problem, your hair...
No! not my hair?? It seems to be way to long.. just
below my shoulder... in some of the pictures it was in
the way of the collar or covering your face, not that
that's a bad thing, I mean your not exactly the most
beautiful thing ....oh god! no, please!... I've
attached a of what I'd like to see in your
next set of photo's... now Doggy girl! what will you
do?? Huh? cut off you pretty golden locks... oh is
that a pair of scissors in your hand... god you are
one stupid cunt. You know that this is only going to
get worst, but yet you keep on.. So what's next my
doggy lapping bitch??
I downloaded the picture.... shit! the had one of
those short, maybe 2" long, hair cuts, totally
bleached out.. almost white... god! I won't do
this...tears streamed down my cheeks.
As I sat there staring at the picture, I got another
email from her... she said I know what your
thinking... but if you resisted cutting your hair for
me now, I'll make you shave it all off when you
finally come crawling back....
I just slumped down in my chair and balled my eyes
out..... I knew I had no choice, I had gone to far to
lose her how... it was cut it now or shave it all off
later.
I looked more at the picture, staring at it for a long
time.. finally I decided it wouldn't be to bad.. it
would be kind of a Felicity thing and well she wanted
me to cut it so... I tied it up and looked at myself
in the mirror.. I was still naked and the collar
around my neck.. I turned this way, then that way..
the more I looked, the more the fact of cutting it was
exciting me.. to do this for her.. to please her.
I called and made an appointment for later that
afternoon... then I got back into my car and drove to
the petshop...
I sat there and watched her through the widow. I had
my hair all tucked up into a ball cap, I wanted to see
and to feel what it was going to be like.. I still
had the collar on.. my fingers touching it, as I
stared in at her.. God! she was so gorgeous..
I felt like some stupid school with a mad crush,
but no matter now humiliating it was to be falling for
this some 4 or 5 years younger than I was. I just
couldn't help myself.
2 hours later I had to tear my self away, to go to my
hair appointment... I handed the stylus the and told her I wanted a cut like this... she looked at
and back at me.. are you sure? I mean that's pretty
short??
One last second of indecision, I bite my lips.. my
eyes watered .."yes , cut it" I sobbed.
Sitting there watching my hair falling.. my finger
touch the bits of it in my lap.. the stylus is asking
why I'm cutting it off.. I just want a change.. she
goes on and on about making a change in her life..
complaining about her screwed up boyfriend.. Shit!
what was I going to tell my friend?? He always
loved my long hair...
When I got home there was this email waiting for me...
Hey! I hope you didn't cut your hair. I didn't really
mean for you to.. I was just being mean... in a bad
mood.. GOD DAMN IT!! I screamed out at the computer..
and I took it out on you.. I hope you weren't stupid
enough to do it.. you weren't were you??
How I didn't know what to do.. she had taken my life
over.. found something deep inside of me, she had
brought it to light and now.. she was backing off..
I wrote her a reply telling her how totally confused I
was.. that I didn't understand what she was doing..
that I had cut my hair as she told me.. attached a
picture of the new me... and I needed her and I would
do anything to please her..
a few minutes later came her reply, Confused, no your
not confused. Your just STUPID! God! what a pathetic
fool you are. I had no idea you were really this dumb
Don't you see.. your nothing but a plaything to me...
someone to be used and abuse, to humiliate and totally
embarrass as the mood strikes me.
You could have been my lover, but no! you screwed that
up, didn't you? With you total denial of what you
really are. So how your nothing but my dog, not a
lover.. just my lowly dog.. a that's shows her
love to her master.. by your willingness to learn new
tricks to please me..
So get used to it bitch..... because that's all you
are now. A bitch dog! Go run on back to your little
pet shop and get something special. Something
that will show me that you truly understand you new
position in life.
I was shocked, I sat there naked except for that damn
collar, leash and my fucking stupid hair cut.. the
shame and humiliation washing over me.. now I felt the
fool, nothing but a joke in her eyes.. the eyes of
the one I loved so much that I had done all these
things just because she wanted me to.
God how I hated her.. how I wanted nothing but to spit
back in her face.. I wrote a hate fill note.. but
never send it.. I sat back crying.. trying to thing of
what I should do... what I could do... to make her
love me. to show her I was not just a dog.. that we
had more...
But all I could think of..... was what could I do
to show her that yes! I did understand my new
position.... God! what could I do??
The phone rang.... it was my boyfriend.. I had been
avoiding him all week.. and he wanted to know what was
going on... I told him I needed some time.. sometime
to think things over.. What things? he demanded.. I
told him I wanted to break it off.. that I had to stop
seeing him.. He went on and on.. saying NO! that he
was coming over and we could talk.. I told him, no
please don't..
But he came over anyway.. he saw my hair and said
"what the fuck is going on?"
I started to cry, he kissed me.. he pulled me into him
arms, I tried to break away.. to stop him.. but he
wanted me.. his hands were all over me.. I gave in.. I
let him drag me into the bedroom.. It was easier than
fighting.
I crawled up on to my bed.. told him, "OK! go ahead
fuck me... " I was on my hands and knees.. my ass
turned to him.. swaying back and forth, inviting him
to take me, just like a bitch would do....
He climbed behind me.. he was in me and driving hard
and deep.. In my mind I could see her standing there
laughing at me... damn I wish I could take pictures of
this.. to show her.. that I was being a good for
her.
Afterwards I told him to get out.. to never come back
again.. that we were through.
I laid there for many sleepless hours.. finally I got
up, didn't bother with a bath or shower, I just
dressed in a simple light weight sleeveless dress. It
was short and I wore no bra or panties. put my collar
and leash in my purse and ran out to my car, it was
still dark, but I had to get to the pet shop.
I had to be there when she came to work......
I was standing naked in the back room of the petshop,
she stood in front of me.. looking me up and down..
I waited for 3 hours, but was rewarded by the sight of
her driving up to the store... I got out of the car
and met her at the door.
She didn't say anthing, just opened the door, telling
me to go into the back room and wait for her.
She's in front of me "Tell me does a doggy stand up in
front of her master??"
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