Arousal

“Oh wow, what a pretty little pussy you have. Lips parted but not obscenely, partially erect clit, very nice and pink with some juices. Shows you’re into this but not too slutty about it, which is exactly what we like to see.”

I got ready to scream I was not into this at all but her bare hand palmed my pussy as she very gently wiggled a finger over my clit and instead of screaming I moaned loudly. I swallowed in shame as I felt my fight dying at how embarrassed I was. She continued to rub and I couldn’t do anything other than fight my desire to hump back against her hand. What is wrong with me? Was all I could think as I tried to assure myself it was because she was a doctor she could **** this response out of me.

“I think we’re off to the wrong foot. By the way your feet are really pretty too. You’re just a sexy little petgirl, you’re gonna be the delight of someone’s home.” She said as she continued to rub me and I bit my lip to not moan and give her the satisfaction of more moans but as I got wetter I knew she could tell I was getting more aroused. After being left frustrated by Dot’s interrupted licking I didn’t want to think about how close I was to cumming.

“I’m going to feel around inside you now. It’s an inspection but if you want to treat it as sexual that’s fine, we both can get what we want out of it.”

I realized that they hammered home that the petgirls enjoy this so that eventually they have to accept they do as part of their training. I had never been penetrated by anything but my own finger before. Partially in fear, and much to my chagrin, partially excited, I closed my eyes. I felt her ring and middle finger start to push inside me as her pinky and pointer fingers rested on both sides of my lips. She wiggled them as she got inside and I began to pant as I felt my arousal climb further. She then rested her thumb on my anus and I realized that everything of mine could be touched. I wish that had been the thing to turn me off but it only felt better as she rubbed it without penetrating.

Her fingers got a little deeper and she paused. I was so taken by what she was doing I pushed myself back against her, even if it meant her thumb going a little into my butt. I was too close to care about my dignity and as she was no longer moving her fingers inside me, I did what I had to to continue building towards a much needed orgasm. That didn’t last long as she put her other hand on my butt, and gripped it tight, holding it in place to stop me from humping back. when I kept trying anyway she gripped my sore cheek gently to hold me in place.

She left her fingers inside me and thumb over my asshole but wasn’t doing anything and I began to come down and realize how much I was getting into this degradation. It seems as though I was the less freaked out of the two of us as she withdrew her fingers very quickly almost as if she was panicking.

“Oh shit.” She whispered in between rushed breathing.

She put her hands to her face even though one was coated in my juices. Forgetting my place and that this woman was a monster, I accidentally felt genuine concern.

She started stammering and whispering under her breath and for a moment I could almost make out what sounded like “sluts get what they deserve.”

I waited a moment to see what she’d do next but she just looked around, I followed her line of sight and saw she was looking at the cameras.

“Um… are you okay?”

She looked at my face and for the first time I saw an emotion other than lust and indifference.

“You’re… a virgin.”

I blushed as my virginity was exposed. Then I realized that it made her feel guilty. Like maybe she considered all these other girls sluts but couldn’t justify it when she discovered the proof that I’d never had sex.

“Okay, so here’s the deal. I’m supposed to report this.”

I wondered if maybe virgins were exempt from being pet girls or something.

“It’s not going to make anything better. Your value will go up but that’s because they’ll want to have sex with you so they can be the one to take your virginity. Not all pet girls are used for sex but virgins almost always are.”

I wasn’t sure what to say. I obviously didn’t want to be used for sex if I could somehow avoid it, but somehow my life was in this women’s hands. So I did the only thing I could: beg.

“Please, please, don’t report this.”

She looked at me and then back at my body and then away like she felt shame at seeing me naked knowing I wasn’t what she thought I was. Obviously there’s nothing wrong with women who like sex but this was clearly a trigger for her and if I wanted to play on her emotions and hopefully figure out a way to use her to escape I had to play this just right.

“It could cost me my job.” She said with almost no confidence or **** in her voice.

She was ****. Our power dynamic was shifting and somehow I had to figure out how to be the alpha over a clothed person while stuck as a naked petgirl. I couldn’t understand how she could keep anyone as a naked pet with absolutely no control over their own life but somehow she drew the line at me being a virgin. She was clearly upset about the idea of me being a virgin to the point she might just be having an anxiety attack. She must have justified her work by thinking sluts deserved to be made petgirls. I couldn’t make it obvious but I had to lean into her values and play up my ‘purity’.

“Listen, I know those other girls you’ve worked with were sluts. I’m not a slut, I’m saving myself. I was at least. I don’t want you to lose your job, but I have to believe you know that I don’t deserve this.”

She nodded nervously. She went to a drawer and pulled out a small vibrator.

“I’ll pop it for you. If you want. I’ll be real gentle about it.”

She was trying to show me mercy, but I couldn’t afford to lose the only source of perceived power I had in this situation. If she considered me de-virginized by the act of losing my hymen, she’d lose her sympathy. I don’t know that’s definitely how she’d feel but I couldn’t risk it. I looked down at her bare ring finger and knew my next move.

“Please don’t do that. I want to give it my husband.”

She didn’t have a ring on which means she isn’t married. Which means she’s a virgin too if her values are at all consistent. I had to make her see me as much like her as possible.

She approached closer and went to pet me but then pulled back her hand.

“I don’t know what to do.”

I slowly tried to swing my leg out, if I could come to a seated position instead of all fours she might begin to see me as more of a person. She saw what I was doing and paused.

“Don’t do that.”

I wasn’t sure whether to press a power play or concede and show she was still in control. If I pressed and she didn’t give in I could lose what I was building. If I showed I was weak, she might think I didn’t care about what was happening to me. On the other hand she might take it as call to protect me. I pulled my leg back. She put her hand on my hand. I think I might have made the right choice.

“There’s cameras everywhere.” She whispered.

I nodded to show I understood.

“Okay, we’ll figure this out but I gotta do the rest of the exam as normal. Is that okay?”

I wasn’t sure whether to resist, I figured if she didn’t do whatever she was expected to do, that could put her job in danger and then my potential lifeline could be lost. So I nodded again and she got ready to continue with my exam.