No, worse

Lauren was shaking with fear. This couldn't have been happening. She made no noise. Why did he have to look over the fence? Was someone punishing her from up above?

"Oh, I didn't mean to scare you." Mr. Johnson said. "I just thought that..."

"Ah, there you are!" came the voice of May as she appeared again at the backdoor.

Lauren looked up at her, pleading with her eyes for help.

"Mr. Johnson." she started as she walked closer, "I see you've got to know each other already." she looked down at Lauren giggling. "Let me introduce you to Lola..." Lauren looked up at May questioningly, "...my newest little puppy."

Lauren's jaw dropped. Was she serious?

"Your puppy?" Mr. Johnson was taken aback.

"Yes." May replied smiling. "It's a kind of punishment in our sorority. She has to be a puppy for the weekend."

"Oh, I am familiar with these strange customs." Mr. Johnson replied with a nervous smile. "Let me tell you, I've had my fair share of these things back in my days." he blushed.

May crouched down while pulling something out of her pocket, "Here, puppy puppy!" She was looking at Lauren. "Come, little girl!"

Lauren could not believe her eyes. May had a collar and leash in her hands. May, her arch-rival, expected her to go and play puppy. HER? It was too much. She was just about to stand up and give May a piece of her mind when she heard Mr. Johnosn's voice again.

"Go, girl! Don't be shy." he was talking to her like she was some doggie. "Your owner awaits."

Lauren shook to her very core. Her eyes welled with tears. She clenched her teeth, swallowed hard... and she crawled up to May. Who, of course it goes without saying, had the widest smile on her face.

Lauren had to get away from Mr. Johnson before she recognised her. If that meant she had to play puppy for May, so be it. She was willing to swallow her pride to keep her best customers. She expected May to take her inside. But she was not prepared for what she heard next.

"Puppies don't wear panties, though." came the remark from Mr. Johnson. The old geezer was leaning on the fence, enjoying the show.

Lauren's eyes widened.

"That is an excellent point, Mr. Johnson." May put her hands on her hips. "I keep saying that myself." She looked Lauren in the eyes, "Bad girl! You're a bad little girl!" she put the emphasis on little. "Take those panties off. Right now!"

Lauren looked up at May pleadingly. She couldn't help but notice a sparkle in her eyes. She was sure her rival had never been happier in her entire life. She was searching for a hint of pity, but alas, there was none.

Lauren gulped hard, stood up... and pulled her panties down her slim legs. She flashed her entire tiny, pale, naked body in the process. The tiny swellings of her boobies, the few wispy hairs covering her pubic region, her scrawny little asscheeks. She was willingly stripping off her last piece of clothing, in front of her nemesis and her wealthiest patron. Once it was done, she went back down on all fours, like a good little puppy. Her mind was beyond reason at that point.

"Are you sure she's a high schooler?" Mr. Johnson asked. "She looks a bit young to me."

"Oh, yeah..." May giggled. "She is just... hee, hee!" she could hardly contain herself, "A late bloomer... hah, hah!" she burst out laughing.

Lauren couldn't think her face could get any redder, but it turned another shade of crimson. Now that Mr. Johnson had seen her body in its full tiny glory, she could definitely not allow herself to be identified. She was stuck being a puppy. May's puppy. Her arch-rival's naked little puppy. She choked back a sob at the thought.

"I found her sneaking around the fence." Mr. Johnson started, "Aren't you afraid you're going to lose her?"

"Nah, she knows better. I let her out to take a wee." she patted Lauren on the head. "Isn't that right, darling?" she giggled.

Lauren looked back at May, eyes as wide as saucers.

"Now go!" she sneered, "Do your business!"

No way. No fucking way. She couldn't have asked her to demean herself even more. Could she? It was one thing to be **** into playing a naked puppy, but it was an entirely different kind fo sick to expect her to pee in front of others. In public, no less. It wasn't like she didn't need to go. She hadn't have time to visit a bathroom ever since she woke up. But she just couldn't let herself sink that low. Or so she thought.

"Go ahead..." she looked up and saw Mr. Johnson watching her intently. "...like the good little girl you are." he winked at her.

That was all it took. A trickle started, and then there was no stopping it. She clenched her eyes shut, grinded her teeth and let it go. Lauren, sophisticated career woman and dream of all men in town, wet herself in front of two people. In public! While completely naked!

"Good girl." cooed May.

It was the lowest she had ever been. She felt the growing puddle under her reach her feet. She couldn't move. She just crouched there, with eyes shut and teeth clenched and endured the shame. Her little fists were shaking.

Once she was finished, she opened her eyes and saw Mr. Johnson looking right at her with a grin. Looking into her very core. How could she ever look him in the eye after this. Even if she didn't recognise her, she would still know. The woman everybody wanted to get a glimpse of in town was just witnessed pissing in the backyard by an old geezer.

"Let me help you with that." said May as she crouched down next to Lauren and started wiping her wet nether regions. With her own panties, no less.

Lauren's eyes shot wide open.

A girl was touching her between her legs!

Lauren couldn't help it. A low moan escaped her mouth at this sudden and unexpected violation of her most private of places. May softly rubbed her wet vulva with the silky panties. Her nipples hardened and her mind shut down. The feelings were too intense.

"Looks like you got a randy little bitch there, May." smiled Mr. Johnson.

"Oh God!" thought Lauren. "Ooohhh... noooo..." she panted, "If she keeps this up...."

But of course she kept it up. "Randy, little and bitch..." May said with a wry smile, "...are exaclty what Lola here is." She kept 'wiping' her little puss in front of the neighbour.

Lauren let out another, louder moan. It was too much. She could barely stand it. All the humiliations of the day came crashing down on her. The shame, the excitement. They hightened her senses. And May was touching her where nobody had touched her in a long time. She couldn't stop it. She didn't want to. Her body spasmed under her touch, She bucked her hips.

And with one final swipe of her expert fingers, May pushed her victim over the edge.

Lauren came.

Hard.

She gripped her little nipples and roared. "AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!" She was having one of the most intense orgasms of her life. In public, no less. Her body spasmed out of control, but May had an iron grip on it.

After about a minute of bucking and humping May's hand like a two-dollar whore, she collapsed into a puddle of her own urine, totally spent and out of breath. It was beyond humiliating. She'd just had an orgasm in front of an audience. An orgasm induced by a woman... her nemesis. Her mind was flooded with pictures of the day. The laughter of the guys at her naked body, the smile of Mr. Johnson looking her up. Her little body was still shaking on the ground.

"And it really is true." said Mr. Johnson while looking up at the gloaming sky. "Dogs really howl at the rising moon." he said laughing.

May smirked as she witnessed Lauren's little act. This was something she hadn't inteded, but nevertheless she was pretty damn satisfied with the result. That was one way to deal with a bitch, she thought. As she started putting the collar on the panting woman, Lauren whispered in her ear. "Please, May." her voice was shaking. "Get me away from your neighbour." her teeth chattered. "Please..."

May then stood up, with leash in hand and a grin on face.

"Oh, Mr. Johnson! Would you like to take her for a walk?"

Lauren glanced up at May with contempt.

"A walk? Me?" asked Mr. Johnson surprised.

"Why not?" she looked down at Lauren with a wry smile. "She's gonna be real good."

"Where should I walk a..." he looked Lauren up, "...a little girl?" he asked.

"You mean little dog." corrected him May. "Oh, I'm sure she would enjoy a walk along the beach. It will be getting dark soon anyway."

Lauren shuddered at the thought, but she just lay there, panting. She was still weak in the knees. She was unable to run away. She was stuck there. Stuck in her worst nightmare.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked a little nervously.

"Absolutely." she was practically shaking with excitement. She had no idea why Lauren feared her neighbour so much, but she cherished the thought of the two of them together. "Just a little walk is all I ask. Just till I pack up what we've been talking about."

"Sure." he relented. "Why not? It will be good to be part of..." he looked the shaking woman up again as he entered the yard. "...the molding of the next generation." he snickered.

Lauren just sat up and watched as May handed her leash to her most important patron at the company. She was dumbstruck. There she was, a naked little puppy in the cares of Mr. Johnson.

So much for trying to rely on May's help...