A mistress and her pet femboy

The next table you headed to had something you had seen before, well not here but on the internet, specifically on erotic bdsm sites. You saw sitting at the table a tall blonde woman wearing an elegant looking blue dress and, an expensive looking necklace. She looked to be at least 7.1 with an hour glass figure. She also had some arms and shoulders which had hints of muscles, nothing to off set her model like figure but enough to give her a aura of strength. Her face was sharp and, beautiful, she looked to be in her early 40s yet her age hadn’t dulled her beauty in fact it seemed like time refined it. Honestly you were a little nervous as you a approached her.

On the floor sat a boy on all fours who wore an even skimpier outfit then you. The only thing on his chest was a tiny bikini top which only covered his nipples and left the rest of his feminine chest exposed. On his bottom half he wore a short skirt, sneakers and knee socks which had patterns of dog bones on them.

Now the most notable part was the pet collar round his neck which was clipped to a leash the woman held in her hand. What completed the dog look was a headband which had two fake dog ears attached to it. The boy had dark brown hair which fell down no farther then his chin, and was cut in a feminine style. His face slightly round and had subtle touches of makeup which gave his cheeks a slight blush.

“Hello there madame I assume you will, dinning with us today?” You said with a lack of your normal flirty and, forward attitude.

“That’s an unusual greeting for a establishment like this.” The woman said. “I thought this place was full of lewd boys who flirt and charm the customers how disappointing .” The woman looked you in the eye.

“Umm um if you want madame or miss I can try again um, I mean sorry you just are different to most customers her notthatitsabad thing I mean. Are you sure?” You felt nervous this woman gave of an air of refinement that demanded respect you weren’t sure how to approach this situation.

“That’s supposed to be the allure of this place isn’t, so come on charm me.” The woman said tapping her finger impatiently.

You right now you were more nervous then when you first started working here. You felt weak in the knees you were tongue tied, you were starting to sweat. What what am I supposed to say to some one like this, you thought. This is was clearly a woman of status, the way she dressed, her body the way she sat, it all reminded you of some of the rich, and famous clientele that your mother would some times work for as a lawyer.

“Hi-I sweetie you look lovely today is their anything in particular you would like to order.” You said trying to be as cute and flirty as you possibly could right now.

The woman stared at you for a few moments, then she smiled “Oh you were right Josie this is fun place.” She turned to her “dog” and ruffled his hair. You breathed a sigh of relief glad you had pleased her.

“ I hope that Josie being here isn’t a problem.” The woman said turning back to you her tone more relaxed but still quite refined as she spoke.

“No, no it’s fine ma’am.” You did have a no pets policy but you were pretty sure that policy wouldn’t exactly apply here.

The boy who you now know as Josie made a happy sounding noise mimicking a bark. Clearly he was happy that you weren’t kicking them out as he yapped and, jumped up against you much like a dog would when it was exited to see you.

“Ah down Josie get- get down you know not to put your paws on people.” The woman scolded the femboy. Josie obeyed and got off of you moving back to all fours and panting happily.

“It’s fine ma’am as I um I love dogs.” You weren’t exactly sure how to handle this situation. You had seen subs before but pet play wasn’t really something you knew to much about. However you had to confess you were…… interested about this whole thing. Maybe you were just curiosity, or maybe it was something else that spurred you on to want to know more. It was like there was something about this whole situation that you kinda…. liked? Josie did look very happy after all.

“Well as you can see Josie is a very special dog, sorry if she’s a little bit excitable today she has been waiting to come for a while now, she was asking me all last week about going.” The woman gave Josie a scratch behind her dog ear.

“Josie speaks to you?” Curiosity got the better of you, you had to ask. “I’m sorry miss the I didn’t mean to pry.”

“Last week she was allowed to speak this week she isn’t, next week she will be able to speak again, it’s ok if you have questions if I didn’t want people to ask about me and Josie’s relationship I wouldn’t take her out with me when she’s like this.” The woman said, clearly she gets asked about this a lot. Josie barked almost saying “that’s right!” without actually speaking.

“So what exactly is Josie to you, besides your pet I mean.” You asked.

“It’s a complex relationship to explain but I’ll try. Josie lives with me ever other week during the time that she is my pet I take care of her finances, and other responsibilities whatever they may be during that week, while she is my pet we “play” together, she is my sub and I am here mistress I control almost every aspect of her life while is my pet, it may seem intense to some but to her it is a nice break from hardships from society, for making tough decisions, after our week together is done she is no longer my pet though we may still get together during that week just no as owner and pet.” The woman explained Josie gave another bark confirming her answer.

“Do you have any other pets besides Josie?” You asked

“Why are you interested in applying as pet?” The woman gave a smile. You blushed slightly, but she continued before you could give an answer, “I’m just teasing you boy but no I don’t have any more pets, though I’m not opposed to idea of getting more.” Her eyes ran over your body as she said this.

“Ah but I talked enough Josie probably hunger, aren’t you Josie?” The woman turned to the “dog” to giving him another scratch behind the ear.

“Oh right.” You took out your note pad and pen awaiting her order.

“I’ll have a order of original style wings with lemonade, and Josie will have smoke style wings with bbq style rub and, some water. Oh and can you put the water in a bowl for her.”

“Ok then I’ll be back with your orders soon.” You went back to the kitchen feeling….. something you couldn’t quite explain.