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06-28-2009, 7:38 PM
Read the first parts of this story before continuing.
Parts 1 +2 are located at
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?t=105571
Part 3 is located at
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?p=874334
Fictional Story 1 Part 4
For five hours I say there, licking the dirt incrusted sweaty feet of my ex-girlfriend Lauren. I was ordered to clean her feet and have them sparkling clean by the time she wakes. I fell asleep. ZAAAAAPPPPPP. I awaken at eight o'clock in the morning by the shock of the collar around my neck. Lauren grabs me by the chin. "Good morning doggy. I thought we made an agreement last night. I thought you were going to lick my feet all night?" I bark at her and change back into human form. "No, we agreed that I would have your feet clean by the time you wake up!" She pulls out the shock collar controller. ZAPPPP. ZAPPPP. ZAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP. "Don't you EVER dare to talk back to your master." she angrily tells me. "Master? You are NOT my master." I say. "Really, so I am holding this controller to the collar around your neck, you sleep at my feet, and you are my dog but I am not your master?". I look around and say, "I am out of here." Then I proceed to try and rip the collar off. ZAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP. I screech then she says, "Chair." I look at her. She says, "Chair". I raise one eye-brow and then ZAAAAAAPPPPPPP. "Chair!!" She says. I run over and pull up a chair. She grabs it and throws it at me. "CHAIR, TRANSFORM, NOW!!!!" I transform into a chair. I look around, my face has transformed into the cushion of the chair. Lauren walks over, looks down at me and smiles. She then puts on a pair of jeans and sits down. My face is immediately squished, a hundred pounds of pressure grind onto my face. I wait for her to get up soon. Then I here the television turn on. "Married... With Children" is on. My favorite episode in fact. Lauren turns the volume up loud and begins to squirm around, scratching my face with her dark blue jeans. She says to me, "Hey Doug, your favorite episode is on right now. Too bad you can't see it. All you can see is the dark blue of the ass of my jeans on-top of your face." She stands up and looks at me. "Your face is really red, wow, you've got the imprint of my jeans on your face. Am I squirming a bit too much for you? Too bad!" She pulls off her pants revealing pink panties that have the words "Your face here" imprinted upon them and then sits back down. The silky panties are much softer but to my dismay she begins to apply as much pressure as possible and then starts moving her body around the seat, grinding her ass into my face. After an hour of watching television she sits up. Her skin ruffly peels off of my face from the sweat combing the two surfaces. "I am hungry," she says just before turning around to look at me. "Wow, look at your face, you have the imprint of my ass on them and the words "Your face here" on it. Now, I am hungry and this house has no food in it at all." She pulls out a leash and says, "Let's go get some dinner." I try to look at her but my face has been frozen because of the pressure of her ass. She pulls out the controller to my collar and zaps me. I change back into a dog and she attaches the leash onto my collar. I look up and see Lauren pulling out fifty dollars from my wallet then throwing the wallet on the ground. She says, "Time to go" and pulls on my collar enough to almost break my neck. We stroll down the street and I realize the oddness of the perspective of a dog. Always having to look up to people and watch out for things. When we arrive at the restaurant the manager told Lauren that it was a "No Dogs Allowed" restaurant but since she was pretty he would let me in, I would just have to stay under the table.
------------To be Continued-----------
-Notices
I was planning on adding a scene of me (the dog) getting choked by the collar that Lauren deliberately tightened. I am trying to make this the ultimate fetish story and include everything but I also want to keep this going so I will save it for another chapter.
Parts 1 +2 are located at
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?t=105571
Part 3 is located at
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?p=874334
Fictional Story 1 Part 4
For five hours I say there, licking the dirt incrusted sweaty feet of my ex-girlfriend Lauren. I was ordered to clean her feet and have them sparkling clean by the time she wakes. I fell asleep. ZAAAAAPPPPPP. I awaken at eight o'clock in the morning by the shock of the collar around my neck. Lauren grabs me by the chin. "Good morning doggy. I thought we made an agreement last night. I thought you were going to lick my feet all night?" I bark at her and change back into human form. "No, we agreed that I would have your feet clean by the time you wake up!" She pulls out the shock collar controller. ZAPPPP. ZAPPPP. ZAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP. "Don't you EVER dare to talk back to your master." she angrily tells me. "Master? You are NOT my master." I say. "Really, so I am holding this controller to the collar around your neck, you sleep at my feet, and you are my dog but I am not your master?". I look around and say, "I am out of here." Then I proceed to try and rip the collar off. ZAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP. I screech then she says, "Chair." I look at her. She says, "Chair". I raise one eye-brow and then ZAAAAAAPPPPPPP. "Chair!!" She says. I run over and pull up a chair. She grabs it and throws it at me. "CHAIR, TRANSFORM, NOW!!!!" I transform into a chair. I look around, my face has transformed into the cushion of the chair. Lauren walks over, looks down at me and smiles. She then puts on a pair of jeans and sits down. My face is immediately squished, a hundred pounds of pressure grind onto my face. I wait for her to get up soon. Then I here the television turn on. "Married... With Children" is on. My favorite episode in fact. Lauren turns the volume up loud and begins to squirm around, scratching my face with her dark blue jeans. She says to me, "Hey Doug, your favorite episode is on right now. Too bad you can't see it. All you can see is the dark blue of the ass of my jeans on-top of your face." She stands up and looks at me. "Your face is really red, wow, you've got the imprint of my jeans on your face. Am I squirming a bit too much for you? Too bad!" She pulls off her pants revealing pink panties that have the words "Your face here" imprinted upon them and then sits back down. The silky panties are much softer but to my dismay she begins to apply as much pressure as possible and then starts moving her body around the seat, grinding her ass into my face. After an hour of watching television she sits up. Her skin ruffly peels off of my face from the sweat combing the two surfaces. "I am hungry," she says just before turning around to look at me. "Wow, look at your face, you have the imprint of my ass on them and the words "Your face here" on it. Now, I am hungry and this house has no food in it at all." She pulls out a leash and says, "Let's go get some dinner." I try to look at her but my face has been frozen because of the pressure of her ass. She pulls out the controller to my collar and zaps me. I change back into a dog and she attaches the leash onto my collar. I look up and see Lauren pulling out fifty dollars from my wallet then throwing the wallet on the ground. She says, "Time to go" and pulls on my collar enough to almost break my neck. We stroll down the street and I realize the oddness of the perspective of a dog. Always having to look up to people and watch out for things. When we arrive at the restaurant the manager told Lauren that it was a "No Dogs Allowed" restaurant but since she was pretty he would let me in, I would just have to stay under the table.
------------To be Continued-----------
-Notices
I was planning on adding a scene of me (the dog) getting choked by the collar that Lauren deliberately tightened. I am trying to make this the ultimate fetish story and include everything but I also want to keep this going so I will save it for another chapter.