Meeting a Stranger

You crawl, awkward on all fours, out onto a small paved pathway through a garden leading away from the door to this insane family’s house. Sofia is pulling you along, her excitement at getting the chance to walk her new dog meaning she has little hesitation at yanking forcefully on the collar round your neck as she tries to get you to follow her. The cool air tingles on your skin, your bare ass and cock feeling even more naked as you feel the slight breeze on those parts of you that would never otherwise be exposed to the elements. At least it isn’t too cold and the sun on your skin is almost pleasant. In your mind, there’s no good time to be naked outside, but...at least the weather right now makes it slightly less unbearable.

“Come on, Maxie! Hurry up!” Sofia coos, bouncing in place as she stands by the gate leading out onto an empty street. You stumble after her, the path rather uncomfortable on your knees and hands. You don’t dare to get to your feet even if it would have made it so much easier to keep up. You know she has that remote in her pocket still, and the fear of those awful shocks is enough to make you cower.

Sofia’s ass in those tight trousers swaying from side to side as she walks is quite distracting, but you **** yourself to look away, trying to spot someone who can help you. Even the streets here are strange. The houses around you are made of the same odd construction as the one you were just inside, with long, sloping thatched roofs that lead up to a point, and clean, white walls of polished wood. The gardens meanwhile are simple but clearly well-arranged, with ponds and rock formations mixed in with lush plant life. You can see several large trees draped in luscious pink blossoms, the wind carrying some away each time it gusts past. If you had any idea how you got here, if you weren’t being led around and treated like some tamed animal, you might even have found this place rather beautiful.

It’s then you see her, a middle-aged woman in jeans and a collared shirt walking down the street towards you and Sofia. You freeze in place, your heart pounding, before another firm tug of the leash drags you forward towards her. The thought of someone else seeing you like this makes you shudder with embarrassment, but...this is your chance! As soon as she notices you, she’ll freak out and call someone. Any moment now...you crawl towards her behind Sofia, your wide gaze fixed on the woman’s smiling face. She has to notice you! She has to...she can’t just ignore a naked man crawling down her street!

“Hello Ms. Carpenter!” Sofia waves excitedly.

“Good morning Sofia.” The woman replies, nodding to the teen. “Out for a walk?”

“Yeah! Look here, Mom finally let us have a dog!” Sofia gives your leash another tug, dragging you up to her side. The woman’s eyes flicker down, finding your face. Just like that, you’re staring desperately up at the person you’ve put all your hopes on. Someone who isn’t part of that awful family, someone who just has to help you! Her smile doesn’t waver in the slightest, even as she’s looking down at a totally naked man wearing a collar. You feel your skin tingle as her dark eyes move over your chest.

“My, what a handsome boy.” The woman reaches down, and just like that her hand is suddenly in your hair. Her fingers run across your scalp, not showing the slightest hesitation in petting you. Just the way someone would reach out to touch a dog. Your heart sinks like a stone, tears of frustration welling up in your eyes. No...this can’t be! Why...why is she treating you like this too?

“I know...he’s just so cute!” Sofia squeals, jumping up and down beside you. As the woman pats you with her palm, you feel something inside you break. You don't even care about the remote, you've got to say something!

“Please, I’m not a dog!” You gasp out, your throat tight. "Please, you've got to help me! Get me out of here!" The woman flinches back, her hand darting away. For just a moment, all your stupid hopes return and you’re certain she must have understood you where no-one else can, but then she just frowns slightly.

“Oh, a noisy one.” She sighs, looking down at you with something like disappointment.

“Sorry, Ms. Carpenter...he’s new.” Sofia shrugs stiffly, her pretty face suddenly cold. Her hand moves towards her pocket, and you almost vomit with terror when you realize she’s going for the remote. Then she pauses. A shudder of relief runs down your spine when she seems to reconsider, her fingers empty as they slip back out of her tight trousers.

“Oh, believe me I know. Our Fifi was barking the house down when we first got her, but we soon put a stop to that. Well, it looks like you have it in hand, Sofia. Just be firm and consistent training him, that’s all it takes!” The woman smiles again. “Anyway, I’ve got to rush! I’ll be visiting your mother for book club later this week, so I might just see you and your handsome pet again then!”

“Bye, Ms Carpenter!” Sofia waves again as the woman sweeps past her, hurrying off down the street. As soon as she’s past you, the teenager turns, looking down at you with a disappointed frown. “Bad dog! I said no barking at people, Maxie! Remember?” She snaps, waving her finger in front of your face. She’s clearly upset, and you’re shocked to feel a twinge of guilt yourself under the misery. Why should you care if this girl is mad at you? Even if...she decided not to shock you. Even if she’s been so kind to you compared to monsters like her father. “Awww, I just can’t stay mad at you, Maxie.” Sofia sighs. “I just hope you’ll settle in soon and stop acting out.” Her hand slips up to scratch behind your ears, and...you find you can’t even think to shrink away. You just want...someone to be kind to you. “Oh, Ms Carpenter is right, you are very handsome.” The teenager muses, cocking her head to one side. Her blue eyes move slowly over your body, drifting down your hairless chest and then lower, over your flat belly. You feel your cheeks burn hot as this beautiful blonde stares at your nakedness, shifting awkwardly to try and cover your soft cock. “I bet you’ll be very popular at the dog park. I can’t wait to see!” Sofia straightens back up, her usual bright enthusiasm returning in a flash.

You can’t even gather your thoughts, or try to recover from the devastating realization that it’s not even just Sofia’s deranged family who seem to think you’re a dog. Your teenage mistress is already stepping away, pulling you after her. Lost and confused, all you can do is awkwardly crawl behind her, wondering how this can get any worse for you.