Returning to the Park

The next day, Sofia once again makes the decision that you need to visit the Dog Park together. As she clipped the leash to the collar around your neck and pulled you eagerly towards the door you did consider resisting out of sheer stubbornness if nothing else, but with a little thought you realize upsetting the one person in this crazy family who treats you the best is not a good idea. Besides...you have to get out of that fucking house on some kind of regular basis or you might go crazy.

The boredom is already messing with you. Yesterday evening, while you were lying alone in that stupid cage while the family watched tv in the next room, you actually found yourself hoping someone would come through and pay...any attention to you, even knowing it would be distressing and demeaning. When Camilla came through to feed you a bowl of that same bland mush and ruffled your hair gently as you crawled out of the cage, you couldn’t help but nuzzle into your palm, seeking some kind of comfort and human touch amidst the loneliness. At least your willingness to humiliate yourself earned you a couple of those rather tastier crackers tossed into your bowl.

In any case, your blonde teenage mistress is even bouncier than usual as she leads you through the gates of the Dog Park and onto the grass. At least the mittens and knee pads you have strapped on now do make crawling everywhere much more comfortable, even if wearing them makes you remember that rather scarring experience with Jack.

Your gaze flickers over the groups of clothed people and the naked ‘pets’ running around between them. You know now, none of them will help you. As far as they’re concerned, all this insanity is...just normal. Even you find yourself less shocked today than you were the last time you came here. It’s strange how quickly you can get used to something utterly bizarre.

“Where is she? I thought she’d be here again...” Sofia asks suddenly, tapping her foot impatiently on the grass.

She’s wearing a light blue top and a pair of very tight jeans today that make it rather hard not to stare at her ass. The lack of relief while being continually naked and exposed is leaving you **** to your urges, as much as the thought of getting hard where everyone can see still makes you blush. As if sensing your attention on her, the blonde teen’s gaze drops down to you, and she offers you a rather dazzling smile. She crouches down right in front of you, reaching over with her soft hands to gently hold your face between them. You can’t help but glance down the front of her top, where you can just about make out the pale skin of her breasts and the cleavage between them.

“You’re such a handsome boy, Maxie!” She squeals, staring at you with those lovely blue eyes. “I’m so happy Mom chose you of all the dogs! I know you’re still getting settled, but once you get used to things here I know you’re going to be the best dog in the whole world!”

Part of you still wants to shrink away, or shout in her pretty face that you’re not any sort of dog at all, but as she smiles at you and rubs your cheeks with her hands you find yourself unwilling to upset her. She’s young, just eighteen…and as far as you understand it, this world is all she’s ever known. Can you really blame her for treating you like a pet when she genuinely believes you are one? At least she’s actually kind to you. And you have to admit to yourself, it’s kind of hard to stay angry at such a pretty, bubbly girl.

“Maxie...so handsome…” She murmurs, a little breathlessly. Her lips are parted slightly, and you suddenly notice her pale cheeks are flushed pink. Her soft hands rub across your cheeks, and then over your chin and collared neck, until she finds your shoulders. You pause, freezing in place as she holds you there, staring across at you with those large, blue eyes. “Such a big handsome boy…” She breathes, her fingers squeezing at your muscles. A tingling heat passes across your skin as your gazes hold each other, your own cheeks heating up. You find yourself leaning closer, your face brought up to hers by some **** you just can’t resist.

“Oh...hey again, pup!” A woman’s voice suddenly calls out across the grass. You flinch, pulling away, your head still spinning. What...were you about to do? Kiss her? To your shame you realize your cock is starting to stiffen, half-hard between your trembling legs.

“Ah…!” Sofia scrambles to her feet, drawing away from you so quick it’s like she was stung by a bee. Your shake your head hurriedly, glancing over your shoulder where the shout came from. A gasp escapes your lips as your gaze falls on the familiar naked figure of Trixie, crawling over to you on all fours with the same easy grace as the other ‘pets’ you’ve seen. Her hair is different, this time hanging loose with some little blue ribbons tied to the strands.

“Trixie…” You breathe. Awkwardly shifting in place, you bring your thighs together to try and hide your aching erection. She smiles at you, cocking her head curiously. It’s not like she seems to mind that you’re naked...but you certainly do!

“Who barked like that...oh, it’s you!” Sofia points at Trixie with her finger, a delighted smile blooming across her pretty face. “Maxie’s pretty girlfriend! I hoped we’d get to see you again.” She steps over to Trixie and pats her head, the other girl leaning eagerly up into her palm. “Where’s your owner, girl?” Sofia asks, as Trixie nuzzles into her hand. It’s rather disconcerting to see these two women who you can understand perfectly acting like they don’t understand each other. “I don’t see her.” Your teenage mistress pauses a moment, her blue eyes darting back to you. You can’t help but gasp at the lock she gives you, her blue eyes alight with excitement as they slide over your naked body. “I think maybe...we won’t get interrupted this time.” She breathes, taking a hold of Trixie’s collar with one hand, while the other pulls at your leash. “Let’s get you both somewhere...a bit more quiet.”