Her first pet show

The trunk of the car opened and Ashley was met with the sight of a well dressed Theodore with her leash in one hand and a delicate container in the other. Theo cleans up well, he's… handsome. Ashley thought. While it was odd seeing her master in a suit, her attention was drawn to the plastic container. _Another box?! _She thought. The first one a week ago had not contained the gift she had hoped for or expected and anything added just before the pet show was bound to be **** related. Theodore opened the dog cage and clasped the leash in Ashley's collar ring that held her name tag.

"Come Ash." Theodore beckoned her out of her cage. Ashley crawled out and down on the green, freshly cut grass. They were parked out on a field that had to serve as a makeshift parking lot for the event. The area was filled with cars and around them she saw naked women crawling on the ground with finely clad men holding their leashes, as well as standing women being led in rains or heavy rope. Other girls were on their way out of the cars or carrier wagons they arrived in. So many slaves. Ashley thought, looking around her. She had never seen so many slaves before. It was almost chilling to see so many girls either **** or tricked into the life of sexual servitude as a piece of property. She felt sorry for them. Many of these girls probably don't even have caring owners like Theo. Ashley thought, watching how the young women were handled by their owners.

"Sit pretty." Theodore said. Ashley looked at her former friend, she rose on her knees and brought her paws up beside her breasts just as he had taught her to. Theodore's hand explored their fullness appreciatively and stroked her nipples to coax them to harden. Ashley's body, enhanced by **** from the feeding game, responded to her master's touch within seconds. Her pink puffy gold ring clad nipples were begging to be sucked on as they protruded from the impressive globes on her chest. Ashley bit her lip seductively while looking Theodore straight into his eyes. Suck on them master. Ashley thought while drinking in his burning desire for her that showed in her master’s eyes. Longing for his mouth to envelop the buds on her chest Ashley shook her breasts to lure him back when Theodore let go of the rings.

She did not have to wonder long what the box he had presented contained before he opened it to reveal a syringe.

“Mom said this ought to solve your nipple sensitivity issue.”

Without asking her Theodore pushed the syringe into one of her stiff nipples, pressing half of whatever was in it into them one at a time. At first it stung and Ashley bit down to not show her discomfort to her owner. Theodore was about to show his peers how accomplished he was as a **** owner. This was an important day for him and she was not going to be selfish and ruin it by voicing any complaints. Besides, she was not about to let the hardship of her training go to waste like that.

“Ashley.” Theodore said to make sure he had her attention.

“Yes master?”

Theodore took a knee to get closer to her level.

“There are going to be a lot of slaves here today, which comes with an abundance of temptation to pleasure yourself. I know it's going to be hard for a slut like you Ash, but I’m going to need you to be on your best behaviour and not do that unless I say so. You can do that for me, can’t you.”

I owe it to him after how careless I was with his money. Ashley thought after hearing her master’s plea that she wouldn’t embarrass him.

“Yes master. I will be good.”

“No Ash, you will be best.” Theodore answered her with uplifting reassurance.

“Thank you master.”

Ashley followed along beside Theodore, making sure to keep her leash hanging in an arch between them that told their surroundings how obedient she was to him. The stinging in her nipples from the syringe had subsided but was replaced with a burning sensation as they made their way through the crowd and followed a sign that said 'bitch pen'. Their path led them to a queue of other men holding the leashes of young women of all manner of nationalities, all with dog tails protruding from their asses and dog ears on their heads. She herself had gotten brand new ears to match her new hair colour and a new fluffy tail end for her buttplug. They're all puppy girls. By the time Theodore made it to the front, the burning sensation in Ashley's nipples had made them so hard they almost hurt. What did he give me?! She wanted to rub them so badly and cursed the promise she just made to Theodore.

"One teen bitch." Theodore said to the man at the gate to the large metal cage that had been erected for the event.

"And a very fine one at that!" The sturdy, bearded man guarding the entrance said, appraising Ashley's figure. He rummaged in a blue bin and scanned a tag which he then attached to Ashley's collar ring. "Owner?" The man asked.

"Theodore Andersson." Theodore told the man who wrote down the information in his laptop.

"Good luck today Theodore." The man said as he gave Theodore a tag of his own.

Theodore clapped Ashley on her big ass.

Mmmhm

"I don't need luck." He answered, oozing with confidence.

The guard simply laughed and opened the cage door for Ashley to go in. Inside the cage Ashley turned to face Theodore. Don't go.

"You will stay here while I check in with the registration." Theodore told her.

"Yes Master."

"And try to make some friends, okay? I heard you like kissing girls."

Ashley blushed from Theodore bringing up her kissing the masseus.

"Yes Master."

With that Theodore leaned in and unclasped Ashley's leash. Leaving her without his guidance. Ashley looked around inside the pen filled with naked puppy girls like her. Make friends. She thought, scanning the girls to see whom, if any, she would like to befriend. A lot of the girls had impressive physiques, similar to her own though not quite, Ashley prided herself on definitely having the biggest ass among the ones she saw since Theodore had said it was her most important feature. While looking around at the girls Ashley’s eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. No way! She thought as she did a double take and tried to process what it was she was seeing. I know that girl... I followed that girl. Can it really be her? Ashley started to crawl her way up to the woman, the soft grass muffling her approach. Getting closer she became more and more sure of who she thought it was. Is it her? Ashley sat staring at the woman, admiring the lean, yet bulky musculature of her legs and followed them up over her round behind that connected to her chiselled back. Her glossy black hair clung along her back down to her midriff, outlined against her caramel skin. Ashley saw the girl's head turn to look at her. It is her! Face to face with her Ashley watched in fascination as her wellness fitness idol lowered her chest to the ground and tilted her pelvis up for her. Her clean shaven pussy glistening in the morning light, ready to be devoured. Ashley crept forward with her tongue out, unable to help herself. Despite knowing about the standard greeting among bitch slaves she could hardly believe what was about to happen. How is she here?! Ashley wondered as she let her tongue stroke the full length of her idol's succulent lower lips. I am licking the pussy of Camila Fontes! Me! Ashley remembered how she used to watch her videos and follow her tips to grow her quads when she just started lifting. How she used to think of her like a goddess, unbeatable in her profession. But now her idol was before her, presenting herself for the derogatory greeting that bitches like they were meant to perform before any further social interaction could commence. Two strong women fallen into depravity to the amusement of their male owners. The woman in front of her started to moan softly as Ashley continued to let her tongue travel along the pink inner folds of her sex, her sweet juices secreting onto Ashley’s taste buds. She tastes much better than Fifi. Ashley mused for herself.

Ashley stopped licking and turned to present her own sex to Camila. Will she do it? No sooner had she pressed her round breasts to the ground, the grass tickling her overly sensitive nipples made her gasp out in ecstasy and wonder what in the world it was that Theodore had injected her with. She heard a soft giggle before a tongue started to gently lick her. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Camila is licking MY pussy! Ashley felt completely star struck. She was soft and delicate, taking her time to explore Ashley’s most sensitive area. When the woman’s tongue retracted from its task Ashley turned to mimic the woman who had taken the sit position, their breasts firmly pressed together to form a distinct cleavage.

“Camila?! Oh my god, I can’t believe it's you!” Ashley suddenly blurted out, flabbergasted.

“Always nice to meet a fan. Not every day I meet a fellow enthusiast nowadays.” The woman smiled warmly at Ashley. Her eyes drifted off into memory and then came back. "Well, except for these events. There are a few girls here that used to be in the industry."

"Really? I bet not as successfully." Ashley praised.

"I did alright." The woman giggled.

"You did more than alright!"

"Thanks." Camila giggled

“What happened to you?! I used to follow you on social media, then you just disappeared a year ago.”

"Ah, well here's your answer. Tadaa" Said Camila, gesturing with her paws to her naked state.

"But… how?"

"I tell you what Ashley."

How… Oh, my name tag.

"I'm a bit intrigued by how a girl with your potential ended up in this situation as well." Camila said and caused Ashley to blush from her own idol saying she had potential.

Ashley rubbed her shoulders. Being confined in her cage had taken its toll on her. "Would it be okay if we walk and talk? I have been in a car for hours and my joints are killing me." Ashley asked.

"Sure babe. I was meaning to get warmed up anyways."

The two women began crawling side by side along the outer rim of the dog pen, their round asses swaying from side to side with their behinds occasionally bumping into each other. Ashley noticed that her own legs and her ass were wider and larger than that of Camila, but she could not match the leanness of her, she was a former professional after all. The woman's muscles were clearly defined, though not on competition level any more. Ashley had seen the peak of Camila's physical capabilities and it was not as she was now. Although Ashley would have agreed that Camila looked more feminine like this she was sad to not have seen it in person.

When the girls' asses bumped against each other again for the twelfth time Ashley purposely bumped into Camila again with a little more **** and giggled. The two hips connecting sent a ripple that shook their behind. Camila laughed out and returned the favour. Ashley bumped her again playfully and Camila quickly pushed back in response.

"Aaaaaah you're tipping me over." Ashley squealed in childish delight.

"Hahaha. Honey, if I wanted to tip you on your back I wouldn't do it like that." Camila answered with a sultry tone that came out of nowhere in their little game.

What does that mean?

"Camila?" Ashley asked in an attempt to bring some seriousness back. The lighthearted playtime and the ease in which she felt a connection to her idol was a dream come true, although she couldn't shake her curiosity over how she came to meet her, here, in a place like this. We’re alone, this is my only shot to get the truth. I always… bend the truth when Theo is around. I'm sure she does too with her master… maybe, probably.

"Yes?"

"I thoguht you were wealthy. Why are you a **** now?"

"Ah, well. It's nothing grand or anything overly exciting when it comes down to it really. It sort of boils down to your average boring case of not fully understanding the fine print."

"Nothing about female slavery is boring." Ashley answered without thinking. Wait, did I just say that?

"No, it’s not exactly a boring life." Camila agreed and snorted out a laugh.

"So you were tricked." Ashley stated, feeling sorry for her idol who had her whole booming career in front of her snuffed out by some man that wanted her enough to go through the trouble.

"Basically yeah, you could say that." Camila answered.

"I'm sorry." Ashley said.

"What's done is done, it is what it is. You have to focus on the positives now." Camila bumped her hip against Ashley to lighten the mood.

Is she really this okay with being a ****? And a puppy **** at that?

“Like getting a taste of Master Theodore’s property.” Camila teased.

Ashley wanted to hide her face out of shame when Camila referred to her clit tag.

"It was my manager who had this fun little idea to run a competition. You know, to boost follower counts and also give a little to charity in the process." Camila paused in her steps and Ashley stopped beside her. Camila turned her head to Ashley. "Have you ever seen one of those 'spend a day with this or that person' competitions?"

"Yeah."

"Well it was basically that. Followers were allowed to put his name in a raffle at the cost of five dollars for the opportunity to 'get me' for the day. Seems pretty harmless right?"

"Yes."

"I thought so too, so I signed on thinking it was good publicity."

"Was that where the issue lay?"

"Mmhm, turns out the legality of the wording on those papers basically made it a voluntary **** contract."

"No way."

"Yes way and it didn't really help my case in how I marketed it." Camila said and started moving forward again.

"How so?" Ashley asked while keeping up with her.

"Do you remember that 'If you got to spend one day with me and I couldn't say no. What would we do?' video I posted?"

"That was marketing? I didn't see any link to buy a ticket. I thought it was just a thirst trap."

"A little bit of both." Camila giggled. "It was to market that date thing and I also thought it would be fun to tease a little. You didn't see the link because it was set up so only those registered as male would get it."

"Oh." Ashley said, sounding disappointed. She would have paid the cost to get a chance to spend a day with Camila too.

"The day we were to draw the winner I got called into my manager's office to prepare for the announcement of the winner and the sum I would give to charity. But…"

"But what?" Ashley asked intrigued.

"Well, at first I thought that it was odd that there were guards in the office and not just office security ones. But I didn't think much of it, they had quite a number of famous people coming there once in a while. That's when that smug bastard told me the full picture of what I had signed and how nobody could win except him."

"What a dick." Ashley exclaimed.

"And a small one at that." Camila agreed.

"Hehehe." Ashley laughed out loud. He is probably not her owner if she disrespects him like that.

"So is he your master then?" Ashley asked nervously. Theodore would not be happy with me if I laughed at another master. Unless it was Bruce.

"God no." Camila gasped out in relief. "Ooooh you should have seen him when he didn't win Ashley it was fucking glorious. I swear, I cried laughing at his stupid face."

"But you said he told you only he could win."

"I don't know what happened. Fate intervened I guess. The system must have glitched or someting and picked a random name as it was first intended to do."

"So what happened then?"

"What do you think, he launched himself over his desk and tried to grab me in anger and got dropped to the floor within seconds by those guards that were there for an attempted **** on another man's property."

"So the guards being there was a good thing." Ashley said happily.

"For that part yes, but that wasn't why they were there, remember."

"Right… Your enslavement."

"Precisely. As soon as they had secured my manager I was ordered to strip out of my clothes or be stripped of them by ****. Naturally I complied, I'm strong but I am no match for three gorillas that do that for a living."

"Fair enough, so were you taken to your master after that?"

"No, when I was naked they collared me and fastened a chastity device on me that prevented me, or anyone else, from stimulating me. Sexually."

"Why?"

"Because it was regulation. Apparently my future owner, some boy named Jonathan living here in America, was below 18 at the time so I was put in escrow until the day he could legally claim control over me."

"Held in escrow?"

"That was horrible Ashley. I'm telling you, a bunch of women in tightly spaced cages all begging the handlers there to fuck them."

"Why would they ask a prison guard to fuck them?" Ashley asked, that last part simply didn't add up to her.

"You know how you can get super horny when you're on Anavar."

I don't know. Isn't that a steroid? Ashley remembered having read something about it and chose to only nod at Camila even if she didn't fully understand.

"Whatever they gave us there was a hundred times, no, a thousand times more potent. It felt as though there wasn't a minute that I didn't crave some sexual relief."

Ashley remembered how the aprodesia lube hade made her burn with desire without the possibility of relief that kept her wake that night.

"So rub one out." Ashley suggested a little embarrassed.

"Believe me, I would have, but I couldn't."

"Because of the chastity belt?"

"Because of the chastity belt." Camila confirmed. "Those damned things had vibrators in them too just so they could push us to the edge and then deny us to finish."

Ashley thought back to when she had been under Theodore's desk her first time, trying to get off from her buttplug. That was terrible. "How long was this?" She asked to get some semblance of the difference in their experience.

"I was there for about three months."

WHAT?! How did she manage?!

"Then you got to meet your master?"

Camila nodded. "I cried tears of joy when our handlers came to collect me and told me it was time for me to be transferred to my owner. I had only ever seen a brief picture of him when he won the contest, but that **** had made me long to see someone I barely knew existed. So I was put on a plane up from Brazil to America then driven to his house in the suburbs by some feds. I swear his jaw literally dropped when he opened the door and found me standing there, a naked collared ****."

"I bet most would, you're absolute gorge." Ashley said appreciatively.

"Awww, thanks Ashley. But I would kill for your ass."

Really! SHE would want MY ass?

"It was sort of sweet, the way he just stood there, completely stunned when they handed him my leash and explained that I was now his property, responsibility and that my assets now belonged to him before they left."

“Did you… you know?”

“No I didn’t fuck him then. We just met.”

“That doesn’t stop a master from exerting his right.”

“Jonathan said he wouldn’t fuck me untill I begged him to.”

Ashley raised her eyebrows doubtfully while looking at Camila.

“Hahaha, that was my reaction too. I thought that there was no chance he would be able to live up to that promise, what eighteen year old boy would?”

“So, did he.”

“I could barely believe it myself at the time.”

“But you fuck him now?”

“Every chance I get.” Camila giggled

“So what changed?”

“My view of him changed. You know how our masters are responsible for us?”

“Yes.”

“And you know a ****’s belongings are transferred to her master at the point of her enslavement.”

Ashley remembered how it stung when all her savings had been transferred to Theodore. She nodded.

“That charity that my manager set up for the money people were paying in. Turns out it didn’t exist. He had intended to keep those millions and settle down with a premium, if I may say so myself, sex ****. The truth about it surfaced about two weeks after my transfer to Jonathan and I was being implicated in the scheme.”

“That’s not fair, you didn’t know.”

“We are slaves Ashley. Life clearly isn’t fair.”

“No, I guess you're right. It isn’t.”

“Jonathan used all of the assets that had belonged to me to settle that ordeal. In the night after we got the news that it was over I begged Jonathan to fuck me, his ****.”

“Did he?” Ashley asked, intrigued over the details and fought against touching herself when they finally got to the sexy part.

“Did he ever." Camille smiled wickedly. "I don’t know if it was all that pent up sexual frustration or his youthful stamina, but he left me a mess when we were done. I had never come that many times in one go before. The way he manhandled me and used every orifice of my body like its singular purpose was to bring us pleasure was something I had never experienced before and I loved it. It’s a bit funny when you think of it that with all the muscle men that get women i droves that I have lain with it took an inexperienced man to show me what a true submissive I am."

“But why did you decide to beg him after so long?”

“Don’t you see Ashley, Jonathan chose to keep me rather than my wealth. I was more important than any money he had. He could have just given me up as collateral, kept my money and bought another or a couple of slaves. But he said he couldn’t let me go.”

Love. Just like Theo.

“My dedication to Theo also comes from him caring about me.”

Ashley then told the made up story of how she had asked Theodore to become her master so she could live out her life in servitude to someone that cared deeply for her. It was the story Theodore had told others. With how Camila had described her relationship with Jonathan Ashley didn't want her owner to sound less accomplished than Camila's and decided to throw in that Theodore had shown her that being his pet is all she had ever wanted. Time flew when the girls shared their experience as slaves, laughed together at jokes and began rating the other puppy girls in the pen.

"Camila!" Ashley heard a boy's voice call out.

"That's my owner I got to go now."

Ashley looked over to the cage opening where she saw a young man, about the same age as Theodore. So that's Jonathan. Ashley's own master emerged from behind the boy and she saw them talking to each other. Ashley thought that they both looked so happy. Why wouldn't they? They are owners of the finest bitches in this place.

"Ashley! Come here girl!" She heard Theodore yell for her.

"And That's mine." She said to Camila.

"Oooo, so that's Theo is it. He looks younger than I thought." Camila said teasingly.

"Trust me, he's very well develped where it counts." Ashley teased back.

Both girls made their way towards their masters' calls on their hands and knees. Ashley made sure to make her ass sway exaggeratingly when she crawled to her owner to impress her new friend’s master. Both Ashley and Camila took the sit position when they reached their owners who stepped inside to fasten their leashes. Ashley couldn't help stealing a glance at Camila's breasts whom she surpassed in size. Her nipple rings also served to bring more attention to them than Camilas unadorned ones.

"You weren't kidding with your bitch Theodore. Damn! But I don't know if she can take my champion Camila." Jonathan ruffled Camila's head.

Of course Camila is already a champion.

"She would if they were competing in the same class." Theodore said cocksure.

"See you at best in show." Camila whispered to Ashley and winked at her before she was led away by Jonathan.

"Lets go Ash, your competition is held at the other side of the vendor section.