"Close your eyes sweetheart" instructed Sash, as she released you. You followed her order, standing still, eyes closed, and waiting patiently for her to return. After a minute, you hear her walking back. "Lean forward a bit and look down while still keeping your eyes shut" you heard her command.
After doing exactly as she said, you now wait for the next command. Your excitement has been building ever since you closed your eyes. You finally feel her standing next to you, when you hear a "clink" sound and a sleight weight pull down on your nose. It isnt unpleasant, nor does it cause you much discomfort, but you still didn't know what was going on.
"You can open your eyes now" Sasha said, while taking a few steps to the side to allow you to see the mirror. As you open your ehes, you are met with the same sexy top down view of your large naked tits, except this time, some kind of string is hanging inbetween them. Reaching a hand for it, you find it is actually a very thin metal chain, similar to what can be found on some necklaces. It is then you finally find that it is securely clasped around your nose ring with the other end attached to a loop of some kind of leather-like meterial. The chain itself was silver in color, but the loop and metal clasp were a shiny black. The whole thing was around 5 feet long, just bairly hanging above the floor. If it were not for your feet, urrr, heels you mean, it would have easily made it tonthe ground. Why do you keep thinking your feet are a pair of 6" high heel pumps? Maybe it was because of how their color matched your skin tone perfectly? It made no sense to you. But now wasn't the time to be worried about it.
You look up at Sasha expecting her to tell you what is going on. But all she does is grab what you realized was your leash, and made her way to the front door, where she set the loop onto a hook and told you "be a good girl and wait for me to get dressed. I will be back shortly". She then walked away, petting your head as she passed. You were definitely not going to disappoint her.
Taking the same dog-like crouching/sitting position that you took last night. Now patiently waited for her to return, your tail wagging with excitement. After 15 minutes, she came back wearing a black suede pair of thigh high stilletto boots, as well as black miniskirt which ended a few inches above her boots. But what really stood out to you was her top. It showed a lot of underboob which you found even better than the cleavage it provided. The black open front cut top looked amazing on her tall athletic body, even her large boobs looked great in it. So great that hou were staring so hard that you didn't even hear her call you.
"Hey! Lilith! Come on girl. We need to get going. Hello!" Try as she might, Sasha was not getting through to you. Finally, she went over and playfully bit your ear, snapping you out of your trance-like daydream. "Ready to go sweetheart?" She asked once more.
"Uh, yeah, sorry." You say appologeticly, realizing you had just been staring at her boobs for a solid minute, drool dripping all over your own pair. Right as you were about to wipe them off, Sasha commands "leave it there, it is your punishment for starring and drooling at me like an idiot".
You immediatly snap your hand away from your now shiny wet boobs. Sasha opens the door and pulls you along by your leash as you both leave the appartment. "We are going to the club so I can give you a proper tour as well as introduce you to the other employees. That way they will know who you are in the future. Of course, it will not be hard to recognize you, since you are forbidden from wearing any clothing inside the club from this point onward. Understand. That is a command too, not a regulation of the club. So only you will be naked at all times." Sasha said to you with domineering grin on her face.
"Ok" you shout happily. It didnt matter if you wore clothing or not, you were being walked in public, by your girlfriend, with a leash connected to your nose ring, and with a fluffy tail plug shoved deep inside your ass with the tail portion wagging behind you excitedly. As you walked behind Sasha, she explained some of the rules to you.
- 1, you were expected to be courteous to all guests. That includes letting them pet your head and feed you treats that Sasha approves of.
- 2, you must be on your leash at all times.
- 3, if tou need to releave yourself, go outside, our do it in the petplay's designated area. You may not enter the restrooms. The one exception is if Sasha leads you into one.
- 4, all food and drink must be requested to be served to you in a dog's bowl, which each and every bar and restaurant inside had readily available.
- 4a all food and drink will be only consumed by using your mouth and tongue. Using your hands or any utensils is not permitted.
- 5, You must bark once instead of saying the word "Yes" when answering questions.
- 6, all sex, while permitted, must be approved by Sasha first. Failure to do so, if you are the aggressor (basically, if you are not being raped), will result in immediate termination of your contract and you will be forced to move out.
- 6a, in the event of you beingraped, you are fully permitted to bite off their testicles, cocks, clits, or do whatever you need to do to get them to stop.
Apparently, rape was not necessarily illegial everywhere. And one of those places was in sex clubs. However, that went hand in hand with there also being no repercussions to defending yourself by any means to any extent you have to go. This rule was actually requested by men who disliked being swarmed by a random bunch of overly horny women while at clubs with their own group of girls.
Understanding the rules, you both finally reach the front doors. "Any questions so far?" asks Sasha before you enter.
"Uhhhh" you say, trying to think of any. "Oh I actually have one, but it isn't entirely about the rules, exactly."
"Ask away, I still can answer it if I know about it."
"Um, why do I keep forgetting my feet, no, not feet, I mean heels. Shit. Uh... Basically I keep thinking that my heels are my real feet. And, like, even when I think about it, I get the words mixed up. I have to really try hard to remember that I don't have heels on, no wait, that I DO have heels on. This is really frustrating, and confusing. I mean who forgets their feet, no, I meant feet, no. HEELS!! What us wrong with me?" You ask rather dejectedly, nearly on the verge of crying.
"Oh? OHHHH, uh... right, that. That is actually, my doing. Well, its the heels that are doing it, but I put then on you. They are a special kind of new footwear. The longer you wear then, the more your mind will forget them, and believe they are your real feet. Eventually, if left on long enough, you will actually physically bond with them, making them your feet. I hear once that happens, you can actually feel everything through them, like they are your nornal skin, which I guess they would be then. All the seems would be removed too, making it a perfect toeless, high heeled foot. I say you got about another 5 hours to go until we cant remove them. However even if we were to do it now, you would still be unable to stand flat footed for the rest of your life, requiring you to be always wearing a pair of heels until you die. Even the mental changes are permanently set in stone. I kind of got carried away last night, like I was telling you before and had totally forgotten about them. Sorry Lilith." Explained and apologized Sasha. She expected you to be mad at her, and was ready to accept your complete rejection of her.
"Is that it?" You ask. "I mean, is that all it does? I cant like, change the shape or color of my feet, no my feet, my feet, fuck it I tried to say it right, but I give up." You exclaim. Begrudgingly accepting you can no longer call you feet, feet. Yep, the word is completely gone from your mind when trying to describ your feet and what you cant wear on them because of their shape. " Look, can I somehow change the shape and size of my feet or am I stuck with skin collored 6" platform feet?" You manage to ask."
"They are fixed, so they cant be changed. Though for what it is worth, I think they are really cute, uh, feet." Sasha says, trying her best to comfort you.
"Aw, thats too bad. Either way, I do kike them, so I am not mad. Actually I love them a lot. They just feel so sexy. They are just my feet, but their unusual shape makes them more unique. I mean, how many girls can say their feet click when they walk barefoot? It sounds exactly like I am wearing a pair of heels. Really brain?Now I can say it just fine? But when I want to call my feet, a pair of feet.... you know what, I'm gonna drop topic it here. Lets just continue the walk." You say, finally giving up.
Sasha is too busy laughing her ass off though to hear you. And it is making you also begin to laugh. And so you both end up standing in front of the door for a while laughing like a bunch of idiots.