Steve took Claire into an alley, being careful to make sure there was nobody else around. “Ok, babe. Here’s the thing. I have a fantasy I’ve always wanted to live. Do you do fantasies?”
“Like I said, Steve, for a twenty I will do anything. That means anything. For a twenty, you have me the rest of the day!”
Claire was horrified to see him grinning like a madman. She could only smile though, as the girl would. “That’s great, Claire! Here’s the thing. I’ve always had a fantasy about a girl being my bitch. If I paid you a twenty every day, for the next five days, would you stay with me the whole time? You see, my parents are away all this week and I have the house to myself. Sound good?”
“Yes, Steve. I’m up for that.” Claire smiled sweetly again and they walked off together. Anyone watching would see two teenagers walking along together, smiling and talking excitedly. They’d think nothing of it. Or if they did pay any real attention to the pair, they’d probably think to themselves that the two were made for each other. The brawny guy always got the busty girl. Little would anyone know, that Steve was telling the much changed Claire how, for the next five days, she was going to act and live like a real dog. A literal bitch!
Steve and Claire arrived at the house and Steve rummaged in the cupboards in his bedroom. Throwing out issues of playboy and fhm, he finally withdrew a studded black collar. He stood up and waved it at Claire, who to her horror, giggled. He storde over and fastened it around her neck. Just tight enough to make sure it fitted securely and loose enough to breathe easily. “What do you think? Tell me now, because if you want your hundred quid by the end of these five days, you will not be able to talk again until that time is up. Ok?”
“It is fine, thanks. So do you want me to take my uniform off and leave it here?”
“Sure! Just leave it on the bed there and when you’ve finished getting your kit off, the fantasy begins. Ok, Claire? When you’re done getting naked, you will be known as and respond only to Princess. You’ll act like a dog, entirely! I mean the whole deal! I want you to eat from a bowl, sleep in that kennel, piss and shit in the garden. Got me? You’ll also love to play fetch and roll over. Now get those clothes off and show me your lovely body!”
Claire giggled again and pulled her sweater off, over her head. Her tie came next, then she unbuttoned her blouse and Steve whistled as her large breast were revealed. She winked at him and pulled her shoes off, then her socks and finally slid off the skirt to reveal her dyed red bush. No sooner had she turned and put the skirt on his bed, giving Steve a look at her peachy ass, than she dropped to all floors. Claire couldn’t believe what had happened. She felt the same, but she sure wasn’t acting the same. She was doing what he had said! She was acting like a real dog. She turned on all fours and went over to him, panting. Her still human mind registered his erection, but her dog behaviour resulted in her jumping up on him and putting her hands like paws on his chest. She found her legs behaved like the legs of a dog, not extending fully, so she had to walk on her knees.
Steve laughed as she jumped on him and he gazed at her tits jiggling as she panted and ‘pawed’ him. He squeezed them without any sign of guilt and tickled her nipples. Claire was livid. She wanted to hit him for feeling her body without her permission, but instead she barked and fell backwards on to the plush carpet.
For a moment, she couldn’t grasp what she was doing. The Steve knelt down and tickled her flat stomach. Moving his hand up and over her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She just panted, powerless to say or do anything else. He then had the audacity to stroke her pussy. He stroked the dyed red hair like it was the fur of a real dog. “Good, princess! Now, your master is going to take you into the garden for a while. We’ll play a little fetch and you can have some treats if you are good.”
Steve stood up and went out the room. To her humiliation, she rolled onto all fours and followed him out, shaking her bare ass like she had a tail. The pervert even waited for her to catch up with him and told princess to go on ahead of him. He must have enjoyed the sight of her naked ass shaking like crazy as she descended the stairs. At the bottom, she turned and barked, causing her tits to jiggle and he laughed out loud. “You are so good at this! Good dog! Now go outside!”
For over an hour, Steve made her chase a tennis ball he threw all around the garden. She had to bring it back to him in her mouth and the process would go on. He clearly got an immense hard-on from watching her naked body bound and bounce around the garden. She was completely humiliated. Her knees and hands were covered in mud and grass, her mouth tasted of grass too from the tennis ball. She had to live like this for the rest of the day, then another four! Could she survive it?!
She felt a strange sensation as she contemplated her five days of doggy lifestyle. Her bowels were full! She needed to take a dump! Steve’s eyes widened as she squatted and squeezed out a large turd from her buttocks. He hooted as she rubbed her bare ass along the grass then ran off to get the tennis ball again.