[little pet]

After the light hearted part 7, I was in the mood to write something a little more heavy and go a little further with humiliation. It's something I have as a big like and it's kinda exciting to explore how I would feel in such a situation

The rest of the day went by quickly. I was allowed to take a nap and Sir even let me take a nice shower to wash off all the sweat and grass. When it was lunch time, Sir ate a crunchy croissant with butter and sugar. He put one in my bowl for me, but he didn't take off the gag. "Oh yes, too bad you can't eat like this. I warned you it would stay in all day... Hmm they certainly are good. Freshly baked you know" I cursed inwardly and longingly stared at the food in front of me. Even more drool formed from all this mouthwatering and I couldn't do anything about it. "Good, I like a quit pet at times." He did give me some water from a bottle, carefully pouring it into my mouth. Then he stood up and cleared the food away.

After lunch, we had a walk around the camp ground and met several more of the guests there. Master H and Ziggey were there, in a cabin. They would be staying for two weeks. We met Nick Wild, a stray fox as he called himself. He had no owner, but he was enjoying the activities here and even planning on joining in. Turned out he was staying in the tent that was burgled earlier by the little fox. "No, we're not related," Nick joked.

When we returned to the van, we played a lengthy game of scrabble. I couldn't say anything but I could damn well win this game! "Hmm no cheating this time," Sir said. He knew... he knew I had cheated! And still, no other remarks about it. I wasn't feeling very relaxed about this. Sir is always very strict, but fair and it was strange that there were no consequences from this...

When we finished the game, Sir said it was time to go for dinner. "Our table is ready. You must be starving!" I nodded vehemently and quickly followed him towards the restaurant. When we arrived, the same waiter welcomed us with a big grin. "Follow me please," he said as he walked ahead of us. We passed by other diners. Some of them I'd met, some were strangers. I felt them looking at me and my cheeks burned. I must have been a sight: fluffy ears and tail, head harness with gag, mittens on my hands but apart from that, stark naked. I did see some other pets and subs though. Some where naked like I was, eating from a bowl on the floor. Some where dressed and allowed to sit at the table. The food looked and smelled delicious. Drooling again, I followed behind Sir to our table.

This one looked a little different. The table was set for one. It had a big round hole in the top on one end and it was quite narrow. I saw leather cuffs on the underside of the table and I started to struggle, I had a feeling I knew what the hole was for. "Sit still pet!" Sir ordered. "You cheated and thought you got away with it didn't you? Thought you could escape the punishment. Well, I'm not having my reputation as a fair and honest owner ruined by such actions of my pet." He had the attention of the whole restaurant now. I could see the pony, sitting on a pillow next to her owner. Big dog guy was sitting on the floor, eating a giant T bone steak.

The waiter opened a clasp on the side of the table top and two halves with the hole in the middle came apart like the stocks I had seen on the podium. Sir told me to squat there and keep my head up and the waiter closed the two halves around my neck, locking my head in the middle. He locked it with a key and handed it to Sir. He helped Sir with his chair and wished us a pleasant stay.

I sat there, awkwardly on my knees with only my head sticking out above the table. I tried to get at least a little comfortable and grabbed the edges of the table to steady myself. Sir grabbed my wrists and locked them together in the cuffs around the table leg. I was going nowhere. Stuck in a very uncomfortable position. I could only sit there and watch as Sir calmly sat down again, stretching his legs and yawned. He said nothing, ignoring me. Conversation around us started up again but I did notice a lot of looks in my direction. I felt very ashamed. Put on display like this.

The waiter came by to take our order. Sir ordered a glass of white wine and grilled trout, freshly caught by the chef in the lake this afternoon. The waiter nodded and walked off again. He returned with the wine a few minutes later and Sir took some sips, commenting on how nice it was. I could only watch...drool running down my chin. Fifteen minutes later I almost jumped when the waiter plopped a big plastic bowl on the table, right in front of my face. I could tell that it was empty. He delicately put the plate in front of Sir and wished us a lovely meal. I looked at Sir, puzzled but he continued to ignore me and ate his dinner. Now and then he took a sip of wine and talked a little with the other guests. I was starting to get more and more uncomfortable. My knees and feet were starting to hurt from the position I was in. I moaned but no one paid attention to me.
When Sir had finished eating he sat back, and told me how nice his meal was. "Something you would have had, if you hadn't cheated this morning" he said loudly. "Now all you can do is hope for some scraps people have left on their plates." With that, Sir dumped the leftovers from his plate into the plastic bowl and mashed them into a nasty sloppy mess. Suddenly I saw a big lump of what must have been mashed potatoes being dumped in my bowl by the pony's owner. Another guest poured some leftover coke in and walked off again.
"Enjoy your dinner" he said. "Oh wait, I forget that you're a little tied up right now. Here, let me help you." He took a spoon and stirred everything together. Then he took a big scoop and stuffed it into my mouth through the ring gag. I panicked a little, trying to swallow it. It was so gross! But before I had the chance, another scoop was loaded into my mouth. I had no choice but to either swallow the food, or push it back out with my tongue. I was making a horrible mess of myself and everyone was watching now.

The pony watched intently and to my horror, Sir invited her over. "I bet this lovely pet would just love to help you finish your meal." She looked down at me mockingly and spit into the bowl! She must have been feeling especially vengeful. She didn't take the spoon. Instead, she grabbed a handful off the gross mixture, smiled at me, and spread it all over my mouth and cheeks. Some of it even went up my nose. I coughed and swallowed and tried to get away, but of course I was throughly secured and I couldn't. Another load was stuffed into my mouth. A big handful was dumped on top of my head and it dripped down my face. I started crying. This was so degrading. But deep down I knew I had deserved every moment of it. I heard Sir thank her and complementing her on how well she did this morning. With that, thankfully, she walked back to her table.

The waiter came by and asked if everything was to our liking. Sir told him the dinner was excellent. "We're having a tremendous time aren't we pet?" He said mockingly. I didn't even try to protest anymore. I knew that this was my place now. Filthy and humiliated. A dirty little cheater.