What the Receptionist Found

Christina looked up at the startled receptionist who was in turn staring down at her in disbelief. Not only had she been caught looking in Dr Darke's desk draw but she was doing it while naked and on all fours.

"Um, Christina isn't it?" The receptionist, Clare, who was a conservative type of woman, though perfectly pleasant, was looking rather flustered "What are you doing down there with Dr Darke's files and, if you don't mind me asking, why aren't you dressed?"

Christina wanted to tell this woman everything. Maybe if the receptionist believed her she could help rescue her from the clutches of the perverted lunatic who was treating her as his personal plaything. But she only had two options in terms of communication - bark like a dog or do nothing. She decided the latter was the lesser of two evils and looked pleadingly up at the receptionist in the hope she would figure out that she needed help.

Clare paused as she tried to work out what was going on here. Christina had seemed like a normal, respectable girl when she arrived, if a little casually dressed. She also knew from her time working with Dr Darke that he was an incredibly powerful hypnotist (though she had no idea of the full extent or nature of his powers). Could he have done this to his attractive young client? As horrific as the thought was it was hard to think of a better explanation.

"Did Dr Darke make you....behave like this?" Clare asked with concern.

"Ruff!" Christina replied emphatically in the **** hope Clare would realise she was answering in the affirmative "Woof! Ruff!"

Fortunately, it seemed to do the trick.

"Oh my goodness, you poor thing! And he just left you here like this?" Clare asked in shock.

"Ruff!" Christina managed to nod.

"Right, come with me. I'll find you something to cover yourself with. Then I'm calling the police!"

"Woof! Ruff!" Christina barked in gratitude and relief.

Clare walked to the office door with the naked girl following on all fours behind her. However, when they reached the doorway Christina suddenly stopped. Shit! She couldn't leave the room thanks to one of the many commands the magical doctor had given her! Worse still, she could see a familiar, extremely unwelcome figure approaching in the background. Dr Darke was already back from his errand!

"Ruff! Arf! Woof!" Christina tried to warn Clare, but it wasn't translating well.

"What's the matter? Are you worried someone will see you like that? Don't worry. The coast is clear if we're quick!"

"Ruff! Ruff! ARF!" Christina yelped hopelessly. It would be much safer for both of them if Clare got away from her immediately.

But it was too late. The doctor had already seen them. And he didn't look happy.

"Going somewhere?" The wizard glared down at Christina. She knew she was getting punished for this.

"Dr Darke, how dare you **** one of your patients to crawl about naked, like some kind of hound in your office!" Clare admonished her employer angrily.

"Is that what the little mutt had you believe?" Dr Darke sneered.

Christina again felt the doctor's icy glare upon her naked form. Great, double punishment later.

"I see someone has been busying themself in my desk drawer as well."

The doctor gazed down at the hapless Christina yet again. Triple punishment, then. Was there even that much he could do to make this any worse? She just hoped Dr Darke didn't decide to make an example of the poor woman who had been trying to help her as well.