[little pet]

My owner tugs my leash again and I follow him back outside to the patio. A little awkward with my hands taped up, but I manage. Sir ties the leash to the table leg again and goes back inside. I sit and wait, patiently this time. After a while I see Sir come back outside with a big thermos, I some biscuits and his laptop. I watch as he sinks down into the pillows and pours himself a big mug of coffee. No bowl for me...he sighs contentedly.

So I just sit on my blanket, watching as my owner sips his coffee, and types on his laptop. Now and then he frowns, or smiles. After a while I hear an engine approaching. Our house is in a secluded area in the woods, but sometimes people wander by. Who could this be? Is Sir expecting visitors? I've always been allowed to get dressed when we have people over. But now I'm naked! With a leash and nipple clamps and a big fluffy tail sticking out of my ass and a dog toy in my mouth! I start to panic a little. I can't be seen like this! But my owner gives me a stern look and says: "stay." And I do...as I hear the car coming closer. Sir unties my leash and leads me to the entrance to the garden. I hesitate and he pulls on the chain to make me crawl after him. The bells ring as the chain painfully pulls on my nipples again. "Ah, there's the delivery guy, with the present I ordered for you," Sir says. My curiosity wins from the humiliation I'm feeling and I follow him.

The car stops and the guy gets out. I see his eyes widen at the sight, when he sees us. Sir just smiles and greets him "me and my pet are just enjoying the nice weather, while it lasts." I try to retreat behind his legs, but he pulls the leash taut, forcing me to stay next to him. The guy is approaching now, pushing a cart with a big cardboard box on it. It appears heavy. He is clearly very surprised, but exited by what he is seeing. He can't take his eyes off of me. Sir instructs the man to put the box in the living room, next to the television. When he comes back, I can see him eyeing me. I feel very exposed, but at the same time really proud to be Sir's pet. And he's clearly enjoying showing me off. "She can play fetch as well, wanna try?" Sir says as he takes the bone from my mouth. After wiping the saliva off on my face, he hands it to the delivery guy. "Just throw it, she'll go after it."

The guy is looking at me incredulously, but throws the toy across the lawn. Sir gives me a stern look, and a hard slap on my ass, and says "fetch, pet." I crawl after it, fully conscious of the view I'm giving both of them. I pick the bone up and return to the delivery guy. He's become visibly aroused. He takes the bone from me and throws it again. I return to him, expecting this to be a long game, but Sir tells him I've had enough. Sir signs for the packet, and waves him off. Poor guy, how he's going to drive safely, I don't know.

Sir takes my leash and leads me back to the blanket again, attaches my leash to the table leg and he sits back down. I'm having to wait again, and now the packet Sir ordered is in the living room. In full view through the open doors. I'm very bad at waiting, but I try to sit still, on my hands and knees...so as not to disturb Sir.

He pours a second cup of coffee and goes back to his laptop again...I'm becoming restless, and bored and I'm so curious to know what's in the packet. Why isn't he telling me? What could be in I that is so big? I'm still unable to speak with the stupid toy in my mouth, and even if it wasn't, I know he wouldn't answer me until he felt "it was my time..."

A third cup is poured and he's eating a few biscuits. Now I'm curious ánd hungry! I start fidgeting. Shaking my breasts a little to make the bells ring, biting on the toy to make it squeak. Just to get my owner's attention. I notice him looking at me amused, but I'm being ignored. It must have been at least an hour, that I've been sitting here. On top of it all, I feel I have to pee again. The coffee and water from this morning are really starting to show their effect. I start whining a little and Sir looks up from his laptop. "What is it pet? You're really making it hard for me to concentrate" he says. "Usually pets don't bother their owners like this, especially after the lovely walk you've had, it's very ungrateful". I try to tell him I have to pee again, but the bone in my mouth is making it impossible to form eligible sentences. I don't dare take it out though, so I just sigh and resign myself to waiting again. I'm trying to make myself comfortable by switching to a different position, but I accidentally bump into the table. Spilling my owner's coffee over his laptop. He looks at me with a very disapproving expression. He is angry now. Without any further ado, he picks me up and puts me over his knee and gives me so many painful spanks on my ass, I can't even count them. "That will teach you, being so impatient and uncontrolled" Sir says. "Don't you trust I know what's good for you"? He pushes me down off his knees, and I ungracefully land back on the floor, my ass burning.

He grabs my face and growls; "So you want to know what's in the box? Well, I'll show you. But you might regret it". Still, I nod. I'm just too curious. Sir takes my leash, and roughly leads me back inside. He takes a knife, and starts to open the big cardboard box. My heart is pounding. A surprise, for me? But one I might regret? What could it be? As he rips away the cardboard, I can see a big rectangular metal shape start to emerge...metal bars...a door with a big padlock. It's a cage...


To be continued...