Domination Phone Sex-New Pet-Part Two-Lau-A-0001-4-24-23
You can find the first part of my new pet blog here, but the audio is so much hotter.
A day later, his mind buzzed as he approached her door at the commanded time.
With his collar, leash, and nametag he ready to become her new pet. The only remaining preparation, at her instruction, was to ensure his hair was trimmed. He’d started with a haircut and shave, then taken care of the rest nervously at home with scissors. Walking up her street felt bizarre. There weren’t even sidewalks, and he felt on display — like the neighbors might call the police to report a stranger. He didn’t even have ID on him – just a tag for a dog collar that would only inspire more questions. But finally, he was there. He knocked on the door; after a deep breath, Mistress was there quickly, an eager devious smile on her face.
“New Pet, I’m so glad you are here on time.”
“I’d hated to have to start with punishment. Come inside.”
He stepped inside and waited as she closed the door and faced him.
“Are you ready to be my new pet?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he answered.
She reached into the paper bag. “Do you accept this collar as a symbol of your status as my new pet and ownership of you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Excellent, Strip.”
Without hesitation, he peeled off his clothes.
He placed the simple khakis, white oxford shirt, black boxers, white socks, and Vans sneakers in the black bag she held out as she watched, smiling. In no time at all, he stood before her, bare. “Legs spread. Hands behind your back. Lean forward.” He complied, feeling the blush of his nakedness and her explicit control, not to mention the arousal starting to send a tingle, inspiring a growing stiffness. Her fingers traced his neck. Then the leather collar was against him. “With this collar, I make you mine. I accept your offer, and I take you. You are my new pet. You may kneel now.” He wondered if he should reply in agreement or thanks in that split second, but she continued as he lowered himself to the floor.
“Now for some ground rules!”
“First, always remember that you are my pet – not my slave, not my submissive, not my slut. You will not speak unless directly instructed to. ‘Yes,’ or ‘no’ questions can be answered by nodding, though I can’t imagine I’ll be asking my new pet for much input on his treatment. You will not stand or get upon any piece of furniture unless directly instructed to. A new pet’s place is on the floor or in its cage. Do you understand so far, pet?”
He was suddenly very aware of the sensation of the collar around his neck as he nodded.
“Good.”
“You will be gagged occasionally, as I choose, but do NOT mistake any absence of a gag as permission to speak. It most likely just means I have decided to hear your moans or grunts more directly or that I have some other use in mind for your mouth, but you should just be satisfied knowing that it is that way because I wish it. “She paused, then turned and pulled up on his leash to indicate that he should follow her. She went to the living room while he scrambled on all fours to keep up until she turned and sat in her easy chair.
