Lunch Time

“Now then,” Jessie began, “I’m sure that my new puppy is hungry, isn’t she?”

Truthfully, Lauren was a little bit hungry. She had missed breakfast due to fear of what Jessie had in store for her. Before she could come up with a response, her stomach answered for her with a loud gurgle. Lauren’s face went red as Jessie laughed.

“Well, let’s fix that, shall we?” Jessie asked smugly. She then walked down the hall and into the kitchen, patting her thigh. “Come, Lauren.”

Lauren sighed as she crawled on her hands and knees into the kitchen. When she arrived, she saw Jessie pull out two large plastic bowls and placed them on the counter. She filled the first one up with water from the sink, before setting it down on the floor. Taking the second bowl, Jessie walked over to the fridge and filled it with the oatmeal that she prepared in advance, placing it on the floor next to the water bowl.

Sighing again, Lauren crawled towards the bowls and looked at both of them. Knowing full well what Jessie wanted her to do, Lauren whimpered as she began to eat from the bowl with the bland oatmeal, occasionally turning her head to lap up the water from the other bowl. This process continued for a while until Lauren finished the oatmeal in the second bowl. She was absentmindedly lapping up the water from the first bowl when she started to feel pressure on her bladder.

“Um, Jessie…” Lauren began.

“I must have been hearing things, because I know dogs can’t talk.” Jessie said from her seat at the table, her voice laced in an ominous tone. “And I know that this one knows what happens if she does.”

Lauren whimpered and hung her head. She had ****. Lauren then brought her head back up began to let out a series of small barks.

“What’s wrong, puppy?” Jessie asked. Truthfully she knew what the problem was; she just wanted to make Lauren suffer a bit.

Lauren groaned as the pressure became harder on her bladder. She began to bark louder, throwing in a few whimpers as she looked into Jessie’s eyes pleadingly.

“Does puppy want to play?” Jessie asked mockingly.

Lauren felt her body start to shake. She barked as loud and as desperately as she could while keeping her legs together. She wasn’t sure just how long she could hold it anymore.

“Oh, I see.” Jessie said in ‘realization’, “You need the bathroom. Why didn’t you just ask?” Jessie giggled mockingly as Lauren growled softly at her.

Jessie then got up and walked towards a nearby closet. Lauren went wide eyed as she saw Jessie pull out a large stack of newspaper and set it by the backdoor. Lauren looked up and let out a small whimper.

“Hey, you should know that dogs don’t use the bathroom like people do.” Jessie said with a cruel smirk. “It’s either the paper or the backyard. Pick your poison!”

Lauren looked between the two and whimpered. Whichever she chose, she had to pick soon or else she might just burst.