Pets at Play

You’re still reeling as Sofia pulls you out over the grass. You feel dizzy, like the world is spinning around you, while your heart pounds away inside your chest like a drum. Even so, you just can’t stop staring at the utterly crazy scene in front of you. Every time you notice one of the naked, collared pets you find yourself watching them in horrified fascination. You see grown men and women scrabbling about on the grass, playing with simple toys like balls and plastic bones tossed by their clothed owners, chasing each other across the park on all fours, or burying their noses in bowls of water and lapping it up with their tongues.

Even from one horrified look you can tell this isn’t some game or fetish. Every one of the pets you see is just far too committed to the act for that. The way they move, the way they pant and wriggle their hips almost like they’re wagging tails, all of it is as much like dogs as a naked human can possibly look. It’s all too much to dismiss this madness that easily.

“Oh!” Your teenage mistress squeals suddenly. “Look, over there, Maxie!” She flings out her hand and points a little further into the park. You raise your head, following her finger. A gasp escapes your lips as you see just what she’s pointing at. A man on all fours is covering the body of a smaller, naked woman with his own. You just stare, open-mouthed, utterly unable to grasp what is happening. You can see his muscled thighs tensing as he thrusts into her body from above, the flesh of her ass rippling when their bodies meet. She raises her hips up to meet his rapid thrusts, her back arched in obvious delight. You can hear him grunting, and her moaning with pleasure underneath, the sounds carrying across the park.

It somehowl takes a few moments for your shellshocked brain to catch up and realize the pair are actually having sex, right out here in the open! Your blush turns volcanic and you make a strangled whimpering noise. What the fuck? Neither of the pair seem embarrassed or hesitant in the slightest! The man ruts against the naked woman beneath him like some eager dog humping a chair leg, while her moans rise to delighted squeals that leave your own cock tingling with the first hints of lust. Even worse, there are two fully clothed men standing nearby, watching the entire thing with indulgent smiles on their faces. Loose leashes dangle from each of their hands, and it isn’t hard to guess that these two are the supposed owners of the couple.

“They’re mating.” Sofia breathes softly, and you feel your skin tingle at the breathless wonder in her voice. She wanders closer, her legs shivering slightly at her uncertain steps. Her large blue eyes are fixed on the coupling pair, her full lips parted slightly. You sit where you are despite the slight tugging on the leash, your own shocked gaze darting between the blonde and the naked pair. The man’s thrusts grow more powerful, his jaw tensing as he nears climax. You can even hear the smack of flesh meeting between them as he drives his cock inside her.

At that moment, you catch a flicker of movement to your right. Yelping shrilly, you flinch away, the leash yanking on your neck. Your head turns wildly, and you see a young woman waiting on all fours just beside you, her sleek, black hair tied into a pair of pigtails. She’s naked, because of course she is, apart from the pink collar wrapped around her slender neck and four fluffy white mittens covering her hands and feet, with pink pads that look like those under a dog’s paw. You can't stop your gaze flickering down to her breasts, dangling enticingly down below her torso as she waits there on her hands and knees.

“Hello!” The woman says, flashing you a cheerful smile. “You’re new, aren’t you? I can always tell.”

“You’re...talking to me?” You ask warily. Even forcing the words up your throat reminds you of the agony of the collar.

“Of course!” The girl replies. You’ve been utterly **** to have someone understand you, but now it actually happens you’re so shocked you fall back into the grass, stunned into silence. “What’s your name, pup?” The woman continues excitedly. “I’m Trixie!” She waves a paw...or rather hand at the little silver tag dangling from the front of her collar. You open your mouth to speak, to tell her everything awful that’s happened to you!

“Maxie?” Sofia’s voice from above cuts you off, and you see your teenage mistress has torn her gaze from the exhibitionist couple at last and is glancing between you and Trixie. You can’t help but notice her pale cheeks are flushed rather pink, and she’s breathing a little hard. “You’ve found a friend?” She asks, a tremor of excitement in her voice.