Date: Wed, 4 Aug 2010 16:51:51 +0100
From: kit <kittyh55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Virginia's pets part 8

			  VIRGINIA'S PETS part 8

				 by Harte


Little billie was re-nappied and put back to bed.  When the man returned he
found Jamie dozing, he soon woke though when the man's body pressed against
his.

"I thought you said you weren't queer" the man whispered into the lad's
ear.

"I wasn't" Jamie murmured.

"But you are now?"

"Yes."  And the lad reached across and embraced the man's hairy body.  "I
am a queer.  Just like little billie."

"Shall we tell everyone on your Face-book site?"

And that is what Jamie did for the next half hour, in detail, describing
his bed-time frolics with billie.  By the end of it Jamie's cock was as
stiff as ever and he made no objection when the man took numerous pictures
of his naked body.  These too were added to the site.  And this time it
wasn't just his arse and cock which were exposed; two full length shots
included his face.  He was now exposed for what he was!

 ****

In the morning the man rose early.  He slapped the sleeping Jamie on the
arse which soon woke him.

"Time to wake billie" he announced.  "Follow me!"

As expected, little billie was wet, yet again.

"What happens, billie, when you wet yourself?"

"I get spanked, daddy" the lad replied.  Released from his cot the lad
stood passively whilst his soaked nappy was removed and dropped into a
plastic bucket before he went over the man's knee for his morning spanking.
Jamie watched, his cock ram-rod stiff as the lad's bottom was reduced to a
red soreness which left the lad tearful.  And then with mocking hands the
man powdered the lad's smooth bottom before dressing him in a pink top and
pink briefs.  "To-day" he announced "you will be a little girl and play
with your dollies."

"Awe, daddy.  Do I have to?"

"Yes!  After all Jamie fucked you like a girl last night so today he will
see you for what you are, a little sissy fuck-slut!"

"Is he a big boy?"

"What a silly question.  Everyone is bigger than you!"  The man paused,
grabbing Jamie by his stiffie and pulling him closer.  "But, of course, as
a big boy he has to be caned."

"Ooh.  Daddy.  Can I watch?"

"Of course" and the man reached across and kissed billie on the lips.

The caning was administered in the master bedroom; little billie alight
with lust watched from the head of the bed, as Jamie was caned 20 times.
Twenty strict cuts leaving his arse marked, twenty switches which left
Jamie gasping.

"You didn't think you could escape punishment, did you?" the man whispered
into his ear.  "And there is more to come before I return you to Miss
Virginia.  Cock deflated, Jamie made no objection as he was put back into
his cock-cage, he was too busy concentrating on his throbbing arse.

 ****

At that very moment mandi was walking across to the big house in her flimsy
blouse, short black skirt and stained panties to make Miss Virginia her
breakfast.  The note on the kitchen table simply read 'Report on your
arrival to my bedroom'.  With beating heart, Mandi stripped to her panties
and hurried upstairs.

"Why are you wearing those disgusting knickers?" demanded her Mistress.
"Do you want to stink out my bedroom with your pissy odours?"

"Sorry, Mistress.  I didn't think."  And with anxious fingers mandi yanked
off her knickers and flung them onto the landing.

Virginia rose from in front of her vanity table, her silk robe opening
slightly to reveal her nakedness under it.  Mandi fell to her knees, her
eyes fixed on the very fount of her desires.  Virginia came closer and
gently ruffled her pet's hair.

"Do you adore me still?"

"Yes, Mistress.  More than ever."  And she meant it.

"So why did you wear your stinky panties?"

"I don't know.  I was so anxious to report I forgot how stinky they are."

"Does that mean you have got used to smelling like a bitch on heat?"

"I suppose so, Miss."  And mandi burst into tears.

The woman gave her pet a comforting pat on the head.  "Don't worry.  I know
you can't help it any more.  You have stopped thinking for yourself,
haven't you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"From now on I will do all your thinking for you.  It is hard learning to
be a real pet for your Mistress but you will soon get used to it.  You were
once a woman, now you are just a bitch on heat.  And soon you will barely
notice how low you have gone."  And with that she collared her pet before
leading her on all fours into her sumptuous bathroom.  A tug and mandi lay
face up on the tiled floor.  Miss Virginia disrobed and the for first time
mandi saw here Mistress in all her glory, her neatly trimmed cunt, her pert
breasts, her shapely thighs.

"Does pet like what she sees?"

"Yes, Mistress" mandi moaned, her pussy juices flowing.

"One day you may even be permitted to kiss me there, but for the moment all
you can have is my piss.  Open your mouth."

Mandi obeyed as her owner squatted over her and emptied her bladder into
her pet's waiting mouth.  It was disgusting.  It was delightful.  Mandi
felt horror and pride at the same time as she drank from the very fount of
her being.

Virginia dabbed herself dry with a sheet of toilet paper, dropping it onto
the floor.  "Clean this up" she ordered, pointing to the urine splattered
floor, then run my bath and call me when you are ready."  And with that she
left her piss-soaked pet.

 ****

Before lunchtime mandi needed a piss and applied in the usual way.
Permission was refused.  Serving lunch to her Mistress was an agony; her
bladder ached for release.  As she cleared away the lunch-time tray, Miss
Virginia informed her she could apply again in 30 minutes.  It was too long
a time; nature took its course and against her will mandi began to piss
herself in the kitchen.  With a squeal of horror she rushed to the kitchen
door.  By the time she reached her piss-spot in the yard, she and kitchen
floor was running in urine.  Disaster!

Miss Virginia heard the commotion and hurried into the kitchen nearly
slipping on the piss-wet tiles.  Through the back door and into the yard
she surveyed pet squatting over 'her' piss-patch, urine still pouring from
her, tears streaming down her face.

"I am sorry Mistress.  I couldn't help it.  It just started and I couldn't
stop it."

She expected a torrent of abuse instead what she got was an amused smile
and the explanation that as a new bitch she was expected to have little
'accidents' from time to time.  Miss Virginia waited until her pet was
finished and then ordered her to dry the kitchen floor – with her
blouse.

At four mandi was returned to the lodge, but not alone, Miss Virginia led
her there.  She took her pet up the stairs and into Jamie's room still
wreaking of boy-cum and sweat.

"This room stinks doesn't it?"

"Yes, Mistress" responded a puzzled mandi.  Why had she been taken in here?
She was soon to find out.

"Put his mattress on the floor."  With a yank, she obeyed, revealing a much
stained mattress covered by a dirty bottom sheet.  "This" Miss Virginia
announced "is where you will sleep.  On the floor.  You will safer there
and more like the bitch dog you are becoming.  If you need to piss in the
night, just do it, on the mattress.  You must get used to stinking of piss
from now on.  Jamie?  Oh he can sleep in your former bed, in your old
nightie."

She opened one of Jamie's drawers and pulled out the vibrator she had
hidden there some weeks before.  "Look at this.  Jamie has been using your
vib!  What a naughty boy.  You must ask him why."  She paused to enjoy the
humiliation on pet's face.  "Did you use it a lot?"

"Yes, Mistress" mandi admitted.  "But not since I began serving you!"

"Is that because just the thought of me makes you wet?"  Mandi nodded.
"That is as it should be."  Miss Virginia paused surveying the new
arrangements before ordering pet to have a dog-bowl of water for drinking
at night.

Back downstairs Miss Virginia asked pet how she thought she should now feed
when at home.  Mandi knew the answer expected, and falteringly gave it.
"In a bowl, on the floor."

"Correct.  And of course now you are becoming my pet bitch, no fork or
spoon.  No doubt Jamie will wonder why.  What will you tell him?"

"That I am your pet bitch, Mistress."

"Do you really want to be just a bitch for me?"

"Yes.  Yes.  Yes."

"Even though you will become dirtier and dirtier, and be treated like an
animal?"

"If that is what you want, Mistress, then yes."

 ****

It was an exhausted Jamie delivered back to the lodge.  He had spent the
morning 'playing' with billie and in the afternoon after billie had been
put down for his nap he had a strenuous hour or more sucking the man's cock
and balls and licking his arse.  After tea he was spanked again, this time
with a leather tawse.  The evening was more restful until he came to leave
when he was caned yet again.  No wonder he was exhausted.

He climbed the stairs to his room only to find mandi naked save for her
stinky knickers curled up on his mattress asleep.  She woke with a start
when he nearly trod on her.  The conversation was brief as she explained
why she was to sleep there and where he was to go.  With a sinking heart
made his way to her ex-bedroom and a night in her old nightie.

In the morning Jamie woke late, too late to witness mandi eating her
breakfast gruel from the bowl on the floor.  After a quick trip to the
seat-less toilet, he wandered into his former bedroom.  As he stepped over
mandi's mattress, he saw a small damp patch; mandi had leaked in the night.
He turned on his computer and went to his Face-book site.  As he opened the
pictures and saw his own image staring back at him, he realised now how
vulnerable he was; anyone could see them, and with the other shots would
know what he was, a cock-sucking faggot.  His mail-box was full of
lascivious messages from older men and he deleted them all in a flurry of
puritanism.  But it was all to no avail; his secret was out.

 ****

At the big house mandi discovered there was to be a new regime.  The
mornings would be devoted to house-work and preparing Mistress's lunch but
in the afternoon she would live as a bitch dog.  And for this she was given
a new 'uniform': dog collar, dog-mask including sticky-up ears, and a dog
tail attached to a butt-plug inserted into her anus.  Mistress had even
purchased a dog basket which now resided in a corner of her sitting-room.
She even had knee-pads and leather mittens to help her crawl on all fours.

"You must learn not to speak, my pet, when in full bitch regalia" Miss
Virginia announced.  "Think like a bitch; act like a bitch and I am sure
you will think of ways of attracting my attention when you need to be taken
out for a piss."

Mandi nodded her head.  And an hour or so later, mandi seemed to have lost
all sense of time as she lay curled in her basket, her filled arse
twitching involuntarily, mandi crawled out of her basket and kneeling
before her owner began to give little barks to catch her attention.

"Does pet need a piss?"

Mandi nodded her head vigorously.

Miss Virginia attached a lead to pet's collar and led her out to her piss
spot in the yard where mandi squatted and pissed.  When she finished she
was returned to her basket.  Her mask gave poor visibility and so she could
not see all her owner did, but just her presence gave mandi pleasure.

At five she was returned to the kitchen, her doggie accoutrements removed,
and naked she prepared Miss Virginia's dinner.

After dinner mandi waited, naked save for a frilly white apron she wore for
service, to be dismissed for the night.  A sign and she moved closer until
her owner could play with her pets tits.

"Do you adore me?" Miss Virginia asked.

"You know I do."

"Enough to let me have you pierced?"

"If that is what you want then yes Mistress."

Miss Virginia tweaked her pet's nipples.  "We shall have these pierced for
a start so you can wear your Mistress's rings.  They will be a constant
reminder.  Off you go to your kennel."  And she patted her on the head.
"Oh, and send young Jamie round.  I have work for him."

 ****

To be continued.

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