Casual Nudity

I was lead through a series of rooms and hallways. Occasionally we'd stop, she'd talk with some people, allowing others to rub and grope me as well. They payed no attention me as anything but a plaything, a dumb puppy-****. I didn't really mind or notice though since they'd give me yummy treats to chomp on while they minded their own business. We pass by onlookers who pay no mind to my humiliating state, crawling on hands and knees white I am lead by a leash attached to my collar. I'd gotten used to it by now, I was nothing but an animal to these people. I acted as such, I did everything they told me. So, why would I doubt it? What Ribbon made me feel in the pens certainly gave my mind a restart of sorts. Not completely, but it sent signals in my head that I hadn't experienced since... well, I couldn't remember a time before this place.

I absentmindedly let the woman's friends fondle me while discussing casually. I licked their palms, I ate their treats. Slowly my mind fell into some sort of trance, adjusting to the environment I was in and letting go of the more purposeful thoughts that lingered in my head. My perception of the world was slipping back to where it was only a few days ago, a time before the pens. A time where I was nothing more than a fuck-pet for my superiors to do with as they pleased.

Our walk ended at a common area. A place full of tables and chairs, completed with a small kitchen in the corner. The woman, who's name I heard to me Miss Sage, took a seat by one of the tables. We were all alone in the space we were in, so the silence was almost deafening. I knelt beside her and pressed my head against her thigh.

"You've been a good boy Fanny. You may not have noticed but what we just did was a test. I wanted to see your behavior around people." She stroked the top of my head down to my neck, brushing my hair with her palm.

"The results aren't surprising, but there have been cases of lingering... humanity, in some. Such traits slow down your training and make it difficult for us to assign what sub-breed you are." I was a bit iffy on what she said, considering how fuzzy my head had become form all the pats and gropes I'd gotten, but somehow her words snaked their way into my head.

"Anyhow, it's time for lunch, so get between my legs and have your treat." She used her hand to nudge me under the table. She stood up and eased her pants down to her knees, then sat down. She snapped her fingers and pointed at her now exposed pussy. I wiggled my way between her thighs and stuffed my face into her wet folds. I heard her sigh and lean back in the chair.

In the midst of worshiping her dripping cunt, I began to hear people filling up the common area. The place was buzzing with conversation and laughter. People took their seats around the table that Miss Sage sat at, at the same time behind me I could feel others shuffling under the table to take their place between their masters legs. Somehow it felt comforting, kneeling between a powerful woman's legs as she casually talked with her friends and colleagues. I was where I belonged, below my superiors. Sucking out her delicious juices to serve as my meal made my tummy tingle with glee. My head bobbed up and down as I dragged my tongue along her twitching pussy lips. My cheeks and chin was drenched, so was the floor beneath me as my caged penis dripped eagerly.

For half an hour I dutifully served Miss Sage alongside other slaves. I assumed I was the lowest of the bunch, but that was only my increasingly wicked head playing games. I only knew that I enjoyed being like this.