Wild Dare

"I need to take a short business meeting, Pet," he states matter-of-factly and I instantly wonder what he actually does. Clearly he is rich: after all, he owns a beautiful house and a Bentley along with the precious items from the distant past while he is paying me to be with him as if I was an employee. I resist the temptation to enquire as he leads me behind the green baize-topped desk and over to the strange figure.

"This should keep you out of trouble for a while, Pet," he murmurs as he unlocks a catch and swings the front of the figure open wide. A little push in my back has me stepping inside and I turn and face him as he closes the front and locks it, trapping me in a human-shaped cage.

"One of my own little inventions," he adds with a slight smile flitting across his face as he goes and sits in his leather chair, swivelling round so that he can face me. He presses something on his desk and I hear the faintest of hums but he distracts me by moving the large computer monitor on his desk around a little so that I can see myself being shown in all my naked glory.

"Normally, the camera is focused on me, Pet, but if you annoy me in any way by speaking or moving when I am busy then I might just move it so that the people I am speaking to can see you as well. I am sure that it would brighten up their day considerably..."

My heart seems to flutter in panic at his words and I stumble backwards slightly in shock then hiss out in anguish as a bolt of lightning shoots into my bottom where it touches the metal cage wire.

"Oh perhaps I should have informed you that the cage is electrified, Pet," he remarks, blue eyes crinkling slightly in amusement at my surprise and shock. He turns away and soon he is deeply involved in a discussion with somebody via the internet while I stand absolutely rigid, trying not to move at all. My legs soon begin to ache so I carefully move them up and down, trying to relieve any cramping but one injudicious sway makes my breasts slither across the front of the cage and I am biting back a yelp as a fresh shot of electricity courses through my flesh. I jerk back and that makes me contact the other side and I ricochet from one side to another for a few seconds before I can get control of myself and stand still once again.

"Excuse me for a moment, Trevor," says my master and he turns, frowns at me and quietly whispers to me that because I have been too loud, he is going to turn the voltage up. I am almost relieved that he isn't going to show me on camera but then he swivels the monitor slightly and I start to wonder if my caged form is now on view.

Another meeting after he has finished the first and I remain as rigid as possible although I cannot prevent a couple of movements as I tire. The shock is stronger and I have to bite down hard to stop myself squealing. The pain ripples through my senses but somehow I remain still until my master finishes talking and stands up.

"Such a pretty caged bird," he announces with a smile before he pokes what I think is a stick through the bars. I automatically move away and then regret it as the wires send another bolt of bright pain into my soft flesh. He pokes out at me again and I stand still this time then squeal as I find out that the stick is one of those wicked toys that shock you anyway like a miniature cattle prod. The jolt into my hip makes me move sideways and then I am hissing out in agony again as I contact the cage wire again.

Another few minutes of teasing and then I am allowed out, legs aching as I kneel under his desk in the footwell, cock in my mouth as he takes another quick meeting. I worship his growing length, licking away avidly at the bulbous end and then running my tongue right down the shaft until I can kiss his heavy balls. He reaches down even as he speaks and pushes my head down onto his length, guiding it deeper and deeper into me until it fills me completely. I am trying desperately not to gag around the swollen length as he keeps his cock inside my mouth. I breathe in through my nostrils and try not to panic, accepting his right to use me as he wishes. I feel wetness soak my slit suddenly and realise how excited I am to be his completely. It is all I want and need and so my clit tingles and throbs as he holds me there, speared on his prick for what seems like an eternity until he finishes his conference call.
I crawl out from the enclosed space when he frees me from his cock. I eye its bobbing length with hunger, knowing that I want to receive his salty spunk and drink it down but the door opens and Helene steps in abruptly. Smoothly, she glides across the vast expanse of carpet, smiling slightly as he tells her to bend over the desk and I feel a pang of jealousy slither up through me as his hands pull up her short skirt and fondle her pale buttocks for a few moments before one hand slips between her silken thighs. Her gaze shifts to me as I kneel on the carpet and she looks triumphant, pleased with herself as he widens her stance, opening her legs so that my master can press his purple knob up between her legs and into her softness. I try to remain impassive as I hear the gentle slapping sounds of his cock thrusting deep and the slurping wetness of her pussy each time he fills it. I want it to be me desperately but I can only kneel there and wait as he fucks her. His strong hands push her back down and she bends over further until her head rests on the desk, brown hair spilling over the green baize like silk. Those bright blue eyes still smile at me in delight at my naked wantonness as my master uses her for his pleasure, thrusting harder and deeper until, after several minutes, I hear the unmistakable little grunts and groans and know that his creamy come is filling up her pussy.

"I have one more call to make, Helene, a little later so after Pet has come and licked you clean then you can take her for a walk. Train her to behave like the pet she is but I do not want any mistreatment of her. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir," Helene replies as my master snaps at me to crawl round and lick up all of his seed.

"You can spank her and humiliate her in any way that is fitting but no other physical punishment, Helene. I do not want to have a repeat of yesterday! You punish a pet for disobedience and to instruct her, not to assuage your own anger!"

Helene mutters her agreement again as I sidle round and stare up between her tanned thighs, swallowing hard as I look at the plump prettiness of her pussy now leaking little dribbles of sperm. The subtle aroma of her flesh is overlaid with the muskiness of his come as I crane my neck upwards until my tongue teases over the crinkled folds as I scoop up a pearl of my master's essence. More follows, draining out of her tightness as I lick and suck away avidly, savouring the sensation of servitude as I have ever since my first time a few years ago.

Another new house to get accustomed to with different rules but this time another fostered girl: one who was older than me, more well-developed and certainly more knowledgeable about the way of the world. Within days, I had realised that she knew exactly what she was doing as she seduced the man of the house, giving him blow jobs in his man cave at the bottom of the garden before returning and making me kiss her so that I could taste him too. Straddling me in the middle of the night and smothering me under her naked flesh until I had been obedient and licked away at her soft slit until my tongue ached. The slight pause in her breathing as she had started to come and the sudden flood of moisture wetting my chin and lips as she ground her softness into me in passion. It had only been a couple of months before she had been whisked away somewhere else and I had had to endure long nights with just the comfort of my fingers instead.

I can feel Helen tense as I lick right along the length of her plump quim and find her nub buried under its little hood. I suck at it eagerly, feeling the ripples of passion flitter down through her thighs as they tighten around my head. I can hear little gasps now and she goes to pull away but my master snaps at her to stay and she remains there as I suck on her throbbing bud harder, drawing out her climax until she squeals with pleasure. Her body vibrates like a bowstring and she grinds down into my lips as little spasms of delight rush through her flesh until she is dragged away by the hair roughly.

"Did I tell you to make her come?" inquires my master thoughtfully, staring down at me a few moments later. I shake my head, trying to display my regret at my actions even though I have none really. A ghost of a smile flits across his lips and then he hauls me upright by my hair and pushes me down over the desk which is still warm from the heat of Helene's body.

"You were instructed to lick out all my come and that you performed well, Pet, but you must learn obedience and therefore I must now punish you, mustn't I?"

"Yes, Sir," I whisper out, bottom cheeks already quivering in fear at the thought of more pain although my clit perversely tingles with delight. A few whispers to Helene and she strides out of the room and I wait to be smacked, desiring the bitter-sweet warmth to pervade my skin and soul. Fingers stroke over my exposed pussy, teasing around the plump cleft and making me shiver with desire before they rotate the large butt plug inside me. I moan in response and feel liquid leak from my pussy, oiling the inside of my thighs as the door opens and Helene returns, carrying something dark and ominous in her hand.

A few minutes later and I crawl after the woman as she tugs on my leash which is clipped to my collar. I know how much she is enjoying having me on the end of it, controlling me at my master's behest especially as the extremely tight PVC knickers cling to my flesh like a second skin. They are like a thong though so my buttocks are completely exposed whilst every slow slide across the carpet causes the devilish little prickles attached inside the gusset to bite painfully at my soft pussy folds with every movement. Agony ensues swiftly and I am already biting back tears as we reach the door and move out into the hall. The constant friction sends pain and pleasure flowing through me and I pant like a bitch in heat by the time that we reach the rear entrance to the property and I realise with a sinking feeling deep in my gut that she is going to take me outside.

I hesitate for a moment, unwilling to display my nakedness to anyone around but Helene just laughs and tugs harder on my leash, making me hiss in pain as the collar abrades my neck. She reaches down and suddenly I am yelping out loud as something presses into my hip and pain shoots through my senses.

"A little electric prod like they use on cattle, Pet," she states with a broad smile on her face. "Sir told me to bring it and use it on you if you are disobedient. Unfortunately, he said I could only use it up to level five out of ten. That was level one by the way!"

I move forward as she jabs the end against my flesh again and the flash of pain shoots into my nervous system. It is like being burnt for a few seconds and therefore surprisingly painful yet the effect fades quickly and I look back and find that there is no mark at all on my pale skin before I shiver as I feel the cool wind tickle me gently.

I have never been one to sunbathe naked. I once strayed across Studland Beach near Bournemouth and had found myself oddly shocked to see the naked carcases of human beings toasting themselves on the sand. I prefer to keep my bits covered up away from prurient eyes yet now I have no choice as Helene drags me onwards out onto the extensive lawn that flows down to a small stream at the bottom. My head shifts rapidly from side to side as I try to see who is there, fear flickering like fire in my mind. It is different being on display to my master from letting absolutely anybody see me although I know that he has instructed Helene to do this and thus I have to obey. I force my unwilling limbs on, wincing as the evil little prickles scrape at my soft slit, exciting the wanton flesh even as they hurt it.

Another few crawling strides and then Helen unclips the lead from my collar, snaps at me to kneel then walks away a few paces. Seemingly from nowhere, a ball appears in her hand and she throws it a few yards then shouts at me to fetch as if I am a dog. I just look at her so she sighs, walks back over to me and zaps my breasts several times with the prod, making me hiss out in pain.

"Fetch the ball, Pet!" she emphasises and I suddenly realise that this is part of my training too. Reluctantly, all too conscious of the humiliation, I crawl after the tennis ball and pick it up with my fingers then turn.

"Your mouth, Pet! Don't you understand anything?" Helen yells at me and the prod is pressed into my soft flesh again, stinging my tits until I drop the ball, bend down and manage to get enough of it in my mouth to bring it over to her.

And so the next hour of my life passes lowly and painfully. I disappoint my trainer constantly and she uses her prod liberally, scattering shots of pain through my flesh, choosing the most sensitive places to make me squeal out into the air. The soles of my feet, my palms, the inside of my thighs and then the softness of my slit are all targets for the electricity and I hiss and squirm and desperately try to please her, running faster in my awkward crouch despite the agony caused by the tight knickers and their devilish little teeth. The ultimate humiliation comes after she has trained me to kneel, beg and roll over, displaying my tummy to be tickled and my pussy to be stroked or smacked once she has removed the irritating and infuriating tight knickers. It is then she snaps at me to go to the toilet and I look at her blankly for a moment before I start to head towards the house. Helene sighs heavily, uses the lead as a whip several times on my naked arse then bends down and states clearly, "Pets go where and when they are told! They don't go and look for a nice comfortable toilet seat! Now...into the flower bed and squat!"

I am burning red all over with embarrassment as I obey her instructions and scurry into the hard earth. I stay on all fours and crouch down slightly, lowering my bottom near to the ground as I strain to release my bladder. A horrible thought trickles through my mind as I wait for my flow to come. Would she make me do the other there as well? I swallow hard and concentrate on squeezing out my pee and eventually it comes, spattering down into the dry earth, darkening the soil instantly and sending a rich aroma up into my nostrils. More and more floods out, wetting the soil and dribbling down until it stains my feet before the last few drops sparkle in the sunshine as they fall from my soaking labia.

"If you hesitate next time then I will be rubbing your face in it, Pet!" snaps Helene with a gleeful grin as she attaches the lead again and pulls me sharply back towards the scant sanctuary of the house.