Too far?

I wake up feeling exhausted but pleasantly tingly. I raise my self from my stomach and look around. I realize that I’m wearing my puppy mask again. Strange, I wasn’t wearing that when… well, I hope Master got good notes. Speaking of, where is Master? And when did I get to my doggy bed?

Oh well. I head out of the room to find Master. She’s not by the still set up fuck machine. I turn into the kitchen and freeze. Master is here. And so is an older woman. They are chatting casually in gibberish, and I realize the earbuds are still in. Suddenly Master sees me and breaks out into a big beautiful smile. “Princess! Come here girl. G hse jctjdfg jghdd qdl. Good girl.” I’m terrified by this sudden intrusion into our little haven… but Master doesn’t seem worried. I try not to look at the stranger as I crawl to Master. She pets me happily and laughs softly looking at me with love. Then she turns to her guest and gibberish comes out again.

I feel my entire body is held taught with unpleasant tension from knowing that a stranger is looking at me as a puppy. But… as the conversation drones on incomprehensibly I realize not being able to follow it means I don’t have to try and pay attention, don’t have to make sure I have something relevant to say if I’m asked. No one cares if I look them in the eyes, or if my face is doing what it should. I slowly relax under Master’s pleasant petting, chin scritches and belly rubs.

Suddenly I hear the strangers voice. “Princess, come here!” My head snaps up. I look at Master, but she just smiles down at me. I whine in confusion as I look back to the stranger. She’s an older lady dressed in a nice but simple suit and her brown hair in a bob. She looks like she’s going to a business meeting after this. She’s holding out her hand for me to sniff. I take a tentative step towards her on my puppy paws. And then I sniff her hand like she wants. “Good girl, ghdg hvhd hughse jg hvh, tdg girl.”

She carefully begins to pet me. She’s been scaring me so badly this whole time, she better call me a good girl. I sit down and let her pamper me. She looks to Master while she continues to pet me and they exchange more gibberish. Master looks pleased with me. Finally they seem to come to some agreement. They stand up and walk towards the door. I guess she’s leaving? I follow them unbidden. When we get there both the woman and Master begin to put on shoes. Is Master seeing her to her car?

Suddenly Master bends down and clips my leash to my collar. Okay… this is unexpected. But I follow Master outside. And then out of the yard. And then further still. Master loves me. Master will protect me. Everything is okay. Just keep going where Master leads me and it will all be fine. My panic is ripping at my throat and I want to whimper and cry at this turn of events, but everything is okay.

Finally the stranger opens the door to the sex shop and I follow Master inside. I feel a little better inside… but only a little. We walk past rows of silicon and plastic penises and vaginas, vibrators and porn, things I didn’t even recognize and toys I was currently wearing. We kept going until we were in a back office. It finally dawns on me that the stranger is probably the owner of the sex shop, or at least a representative. In the office they sit down across from each other and Master pulls out her notes to hand to the stranger. They continue to chat as she flips through the notes. Finally she puts down the notes and talks more to Master. After a bit Master starts to show her something on her phone.

After a bit Master shows her phone to me as well. It looks like porn. I guess this is a sex shop. There’s a black haired girl with cum all over her face. As the camera zooms out I can see she has puppy ears on and she’s tied to a metal bar and… it finally snaps in my mind. It’s been so long since I didn’t wear makeup I didn’t recognize my non-goth face, but of course Master didn’t reapply anything after my bath this morning. I should be mortified, but I’m emotionally exhausted, and the mask does help me feel like a puppy. And puppies don’t care about such things. And so I just bark happily at the happy cum dump puppy I see on screen. They continue to talk for sometime, and eventually the stranger steps away for a moment and comes back with a latex suit. I am unsurprised when she holds it up to me. More gibberish, and then we finally leave. Walking back is less terrifying. I realize that with the only people around being us, the sex shop, and its customers, no one is likely to report us. It’s getting cold out though. That suit would be nice if Master plans on taking me for more walks.

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The next day I’m sitting in Master’s truck. I’m not wearing my collar, my puppy ears, my tail plug, I’m not even wearing my boots. I am fully back to original goth girl Corvid. Mas… Clair is driving and it was pretty hard for her not to notice my reversion. She normally dresses me as part of my transformation, so when I didn’t let her it was kind of awkward.

“Are you mad at me for what happened this weekend? I’m sorry if I crossed a line. You seemed happy and in control.”

“It’s not that. Not exactly. I think I just need a bit to process everything that happened. Just… please don’t talk to me today. I need some time to think.” I looked over and saw the fear in her eyes. “I promise it’s not serious. I mean, it is kind of serious, but not in that way. I love you. Nothings changed there. Just please let’s talk about this after classes. I need some time to think alone.”

“Okay. If that’s what you want.”

“It’s not, but it’s what I need. Thank you.”

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My heart aches at what I realize I have to do. Despite promising to talk after class, we’ve managed to sit in silence the whole ride back home. Mast… Clair pulls in to the driveway and cuts the engine. She gets out… I stay in the passenger seat. She looks at me expectantly, but finally accepts I’m not moving and gets back in the drivers seat. “Do… do you want me to get you a hotel.” She sounds like her heart is breaking.

“NO! No. I’m sorry. I know this is hard for you. I just…” I trail off.

“Please tell me what I did wrong.”

“… nothing. I’m still yours and that will never change. It’s just. When I’m Princess… When I was Princess this weekend it went farther than it’s ever gone before. By a lot. First was the party. It was great, and really freeing to be at a party with no expectations or unspoken rules or… anything. But it was still a lot. And then you have me wear those earbuds… and they were bliss. I was scared at first not understanding anything but then… once you made it so that just the basics came through, when you made it so that the only thing that could enter my world was sweet nothings and simple commands… I liked it. I loved it. I still love it. You’ve shown me so much love and found ways to make my life perfect that I never even imagined could exist. But… I can’t just be a puppy. I want to. I really want to. If you found a magic lamp or a button that could change the world so that I could be your puppy girl forever without consequences, you have my full permission to do that. But… we’re in college. In less than a year I’m going to be a mother. Your child can’t have a puppy for a mom. I want this so badly, but… I’m scared that I won’t be able to stop if we keep going. And we only have so much left of our lives where we can get away with this.”

Master… Clair looked devastated. I could relate. I had thought about this all day. I have no idea what any of my classes were on. But I couldn’t see myself continuing with this and not… losing myself. Part of me wanted to do it. Most of me wanted to do it. But I knew I couldn’t just do what I wanted.

“So… are we over?”

“No. I just… we can’t do anymore puppy play. When I say it like that it doesn’t sound like such a big deal but… I’m sorry. Just, too much of me was ready to forget that it was a game.”

“No it’s okay. You’re right, it means… meant a lot to me too. Honestly, I was taking it too far myself. We can stop. I’m sorry. You were so cute… but you’re always cute. It’s fine… do you think you’re able to come in now?”

“… no. I think I need to sleep outside in the truck tonight. I don’t think I’m ready to walk inside and… well, walk. And talk.”

“Okay. Can I stay out here with you? Inside will feel lonely without… without you.”

“Yeah. I think I’d like that.”

“I love you Corvid.”

“I love you too Clair.”