Playing the Audience

I look over at the drive, and back at her, my mind all too aware that no matter what I decide, I must be quick on it. Even if this ends now, I will have a difficult time getting back from... wherever this is. And besides, I'm at least enjoying what I'm up to, and she's my best chance to get back.

Sure, staying here may help with that, but it also comes with enough negatives, among them not knowing who to contact or how, so.. . deciding quickly what to do, I submissively lay down before her, folding my hands under my head and making soft wimpering sounds, while looking up at her. I manage not to respond to the feeling of cool concrete coming into contact with my body as I move, focusing on getting what I hope will be the best outcome. I see her smirk back, tilting her head to one side, "You really want to go to work with me? Even as you are?"

I don't need time to think here; I've already resolved what my path will be. I let out a happy bark, I sit up, feeling my breasts bounce slightly, my nipples sticking out quite distinctly, as I move as excited as I could. She smiles back at me, "Well, alright... You seem to know how to stay in my good graces; I'd give you that, Rover. I'm sure my co-workers would love seeing you. Maybe even get another walkies in, too. After work, well, we'll see."

She pauses, flashing a genuine toothy grin before pointing at her topless Jeep Wrangler. I make a happy yip, "Come, rover! Come, boy!" She declares, leading me along to the front door, letting me scramble into the front seat. It takes me a few attempts, not quite yet getting the hang of my act, though she giggles at the sight. Once I'm in, she lets me buckle in as a human, which felt more of a luxury than I would have expected before today.

She moves about getting in, and soon we're heading out. I notice she just got on a formal office vest, making her look all the more dressed up than she did moments before, though the sunglasses she got from somewhere also help with that. I felt the breeze far more than I'd expect, and see how exposed I'm just now, though I manage to remain silent on the matter. I did ask for it, after all.

It does not take her long to get to work. She parks in an open lot and walks about, taking my leash as she opens the door. I let out a bark before scurrying down and out, quickly going all fours to her left. She pats me on the head, "Good doggie.. You can keep watch from my cubicle's doorway until the meeting. Come, Rover. Come!"

I felt a tug on my leash, and I rush to keep up, enjoying the attention, though going along as it stand my best means at an end, or so I kept telling myself. I soon saw others looking and staring, to which Zoe smirks back, greeting some as if its any normal day, even as I follow close behind, with her holding my leash. Walking on all fours, I remain keenly aware of how exposed my posture made me, even with me being so close to the ground.

Even more people notice once I enter the building, walking me along the base offices and her co-workers alike. I find myself enjoying the attention; the surprise and joy at what they see makes it all the more pleasant for me, even though I hope it won't last much longer... it won't, will it?

She reaches a cubicle, though the tag on the fabric box is far too high up for me to read from where I am just now. As she ends, I hear Zoe's commanding tone once more: "Sit, Rover! Stay here for your mistress." to which I let out a soft bark. Facing out of the cubicle, I sit myself down there, even as I know this means I'm exposed to anyone who works in a nearby cube or happens to walk closely.

I wait there a bit, feeling the short pile carpet on my ass way too clearly for my liking, though I manage to wait, and find the large eyes and smiles aiming my way from her co-workers as they passed, giving me at least some entertainment. It's not long before a middle-aged man walks up, "Interesting pet you have here, Zoe... does the boss know?"

She looks up from her work, "You like it? My friends help pick her out... Don't worry, she's house-trained, so no need to worry about leaving messes around here." She pauses a moment, scruffing me on the head before resuming, "I'm planning on suprising the boss when it's time to introduce my proposal later today.

He smiles back at that, looking down at me. A look that turns into a stare, and he takes a bit of effort to break out of it. I mentally smirk at that, even as I manage to remain acting my part. Nodding, he turns back to her, "Ah. Ok well, good. I'm hoping he lets you keep your pet around... well-behaved and quiet.

Zoe lets out an amused note, clicking her tongue, even though she's already looking back at her work, "She's definitely pleasant on the eyes, isn't she?"

He looks a little nervous about that, yanking at his collar a bit, before managing, "Yea... she sure is. I should be going. Nice seeing you again.", to which he rushes off, as Zoe lets out an odd cackling sound. Running her hand down my back from my head, she intones, "Good going, Rover! It usually takes over half an hour to get him to finnaly leave. That's a new record. You are really making an effort to get on my good side, aren't ya boy?"

I let out a soft, happy doggie sound, and she makes another cackle, "Of course, that also makes it that much harder to let you go. Well, win some, you lose some. Though in this case, it seems I'm the one who's winning in any case. You've been doing great too, though."

She gets back to work, and I find myself briefly noticing my 'ears', before noticing how others park up, surprised and then excited, at seeing me. I hear whispers from around us, but remain submissively at her side, my leash loose at the ground, even as she holds the other end.

After a bit, she gets up, picking up something rom her desk, and declaring, "Ok, time to meet the boss... Come, Rover! Follow."

Once more, I'm let with a decision; Keep at it, knowing I'm enjoying it, and its my best way to get back, or ...?