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Each step was made with a slight stumble to one side or the other, the canine clearly not used to stand at such a stature. The skin-tight latex boots forced her paws up almost en-point, on her tip-toes, with her paws sealed inside the hard-polished brass cups. At one point, she took an egregiously hard stumble and her arms shot out in front of her. Ready to catch her should she fall.\n\nZoe Trent’s eyes narrowed as she stepped into the light. Holding a hand up. Both of her arms where sealed inside long latex gloves, and where her hands should have been was a similarly designed hoof, not unlike the ones that encased her feet. They prevented her from undoing any of the straps, buckles, or clips that wrapped around her light body. As well as pulling the bit out from her mouth. What they did do, was provide a little bit of help in keeping her balanced.\n\nAnd they helped complete the look.\n\n“Lower your arm, Princess!” came the cry from her handler.\n\nZoe grunted something and let her arms fall to her side. The bitgag was thick enough that it filled her mouth and dug into the sides of her cheeks. She had never felt so naked, while also being so ornately adorn. Each step she took made her body tense up and grind on the hard iron plug that was buried deep in her ass. Her own tail was tied up into the back of the corset, while a long flowing tail sprouted from the end of the plug. It tumbled down behind her legs and was clearly cut with the same color stripes that had been added to the dyed band in her own hair. The purple of the latex and the color of the stripes was so close to her own fur coloration, and yet slightly off. Making Zoe wonder if the similarity was by design, or accident.\n\nOut of all the shows she had expected to put on, this one was one of the wildest…\n\n\n****\n\n[i]Zoe Trent sat in the copper tub, her back pressed against the rear of the tub while her legs spread out under the warm steaming waters. The surface was a mass of bubbles and rose petals that obscured the view of her torso, and lapped at the bottoms of her bare breasts. Sunlight streamed through the two leaded glass windows. Giving the private bathroom an airy and warm glow. Zoe had the hotel suit all to herself, and the warm bath and hour-long personal grooming regiment she did daily were luxuries she couldn't bear to be relieved of.\n\nNearby a gramophone played. It was a peppy tune that gave the king Charles a pleasing rock to her shoulders as she let the rhythm roll through her. If there was one thing that Zoe could count on as a passion, it was music.\n\n“Let's see now, what sort of bites do we have?” She reached an arm out to grasp the first of a small pile of envelopes that sat atop a nearby table, set up next to the tub. The pile was not as big as it had once been, only a year or two ago. Still, it was something. The Agency sent her these at least once a week, advertisements for jobs they thought she could fulfill. It wasn't too long ago, she recalled that they advertised her for a job, rather than the other way around.\n\nZoe opened the envelope and tossed it to the floor, then held the letter in front of her, high enough to keep from the water's reach. She leaned back more in the copper container, tapping her toes at the edge of the bath as she quickly read its contents. Her slender muzzle twisted in a scowl and she tossed the letter aside the tub to flutter away in dejection.\n\nThe dog groaned as she stretched her legs out, feeling them float in the water a bit more easily despite feeling like they were getting pulled out a bit further than they should. She pointed her toes at the end of the stretch, before settling back down among the bubbles with another letter. This too ended up on the floor. Followed by a third.\n\nShe was a performer! Musically talented and with a voice to match. She desired, no craved, the limelight. Even if it meant she was near naked the whole time. What she wasn't pleased with was the size and quality of her last few jobs. Her skills had gone to waste, either tied up before a crowd or singled out for private use.\n\nTimes had changed. Others had taken the stage light. Gone were the days where she could just let herself dance, or sing her heart and soul.\n\nZoe looked around the lavish bathroom. These luxuries did not come cheap. From the copper tub her naked body was lounging in, to the finely upholstered private room she was currently living out of, it all cost a rather shiny penny. The stack of job offers might have gotten smaller, but the cost remained the same. If anything, her Agency was doing all they could to keep her relevant. Even if it meant she had to change her style to fit a new role. The spaniel sighed, letting herself fall back against the slope of the tub. Her hair splayed out in the water, forming a deep blue-like flood near the head of the tub. Zoe's eyes fluttered shut as she contemplated her options. Shaking her head, she slowly dragged her hand over her own chest, flicking her own pink nipples lightly. The water was warm enough that they hadn't really gotten hard, but it was still a nice feeling to touch them, tease them. It relaxed her.\n\nShe would need to find a real lover soon. The subject of her last few jobs had started to build up urges and needs that would have to be met.\n\nAfter a few moments, an arm reached out from the tub to grab the last letter. Zoe rolled her head back, pulling it out of the tub just enough for her neck to rest on the edge of the bathtub. Opening it, her eyes quickly scanned it’s offer.\n\n“A Dog and Pony show that needs a dog…” She read out-loud. “Hmm, I can do that…”[/i]\n\n\n***\n\nZoe shook her head, the belts and clips clinking and rattling. A unicorn horn jutted out just at her forehead, and she could feel it's drag as she twisted her head side to side. Attempting to get used to the clutching feel of the harness around her head.\n\n\"Glad to see you in tack, Princess. I think you're finally ready to join us.\" The mistress said in welcome. \"I trust you will be cooperative?\"\n\nZoe grumbled at that but not for long because the curtains closed behind her, placing her on full display before the gathered crowd and the mistress.\n\n\"We'll start with your posture before warming up.\" The mistress said, brandishing her crop. \"Straighten your back, hold your head up high and show me a good gait.\"\n\nShe walked forward with a little skip to her step, imagining that was what was meant.\n\n\"No-no-no-no.\" Zoe cocked her head to the side, confused. \"I want you to trot, raise your knees high and take short steps.\"\n\nA space was cleared within the crowd, long and narrow. As Zoe walked down the 'runway', the mistress walked beside her, striking the girl's thighs lightly with the crop to get the caviler spaniel to raise her knees as far as she could. Zoe couldn't help turning towards the others watching her, the thought of them seeing her bound and led like an animal brought back all the embarrassment she'd managed to suppress until now but it also made her feel equal parts aroused and provoked.\n\nThe snug feel of the latex was pleasantly claustrophobic and Zoe swallowed hard as she turned three-hundred-and-sixty degrees, allowing the crowd to admire what she'd been put together as from all angles. The wings bobbed slightly with each exaggerated step, and the pull of that massive tail against her rump accompanied each twist of her torso. She was taken once around the course and back.\n\nA tap of the crop against a thigh commanded her to halt. A hand gripping her muzzle and holding her still as long line was attached to the ring under her posture collier. The crowd had moved to form a circle around Zoe and her mistress. The dominatrix stood in the middle of the circle holding the other end.\n\n\"Now pace for me Princess, run!\"\n\nZoe started running in circles, the steady pull of the line helping her curve. Her trainer called orders out to her about her posture, speed and gait. Her hooves clattered on the hardwood floor. Somewhere an orchestra for the event picked up a warm reel, and the captured canine started to pace in time with the rhythm. Under her handler’s guidance, and her own natural cadence, Zoe’s run turned into a flowing dance.\n\nThe event went on for the remainder of the afternoon, and a nighttime performance was mentioned. The spaniel was well aware that her ordeals were far from over.\n\n\n***\n\n[b]There's some meta commentary in this about how LPS ran alongside MLP, and despite sharing so much in common, MLP well outperformed LPS. For whatever it's worth, Zoe made LPS, and was the big reason why I always put LPS higher. But then again, I'm a contrarian. :3 [/b]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The sound of hooves clopping on the hard linoleum of the hall’s floor accompanied the woman’s arrival. Each step was made with a slight stumble to one side or the other, the canine clearly not used to stand at such a stature. The skin-tight latex boots forced her paws up almost en-point, on her tip-toes, with her paws sealed inside the hard-polished brass cups. At one point, she took an egregiously hard stumble and her arms shot out in front of her. Ready to catch her should she fall.

Zoe Trent’s eyes narrowed as she stepped into the light. Holding a hand up. Both of her arms where sealed inside long latex gloves, and where her hands should have been was a similarly designed hoof, not unlike the ones that encased her feet. They prevented her from undoing any of the straps, buckles, or clips that wrapped around her light body. As well as pulling the bit out from her mouth. What they did do, was provide a little bit of help in keeping her balanced.

And they helped complete the look.

“Lower your arm, Princess!” came the cry from her handler.

Zoe grunted something and let her arms fall to her side. The bitgag was thick enough that it filled her mouth and dug into the sides of her cheeks. She had never felt so naked, while also being so ornately adorn. Each step she took made her body tense up and grind on the hard iron plug that was buried deep in her ass. Her own tail was tied up into the back of the corset, while a long flowing tail sprouted from the end of the plug. It tumbled down behind her legs and was clearly cut with the same color stripes that had been added to the dyed band in her own hair. The purple of the latex and the color of the stripes was so close to her own fur coloration, and yet slightly off. Making Zoe wonder if the similarity was by design, or accident.

Out of all the shows she had expected to put on, this one was one of the wildest…


****

Zoe Trent sat in the copper tub, her back pressed against the rear of the tub while her legs spread out under the warm steaming waters. The surface was a mass of bubbles and rose petals that obscured the view of her torso, and lapped at the bottoms of her bare breasts. Sunlight streamed through the two leaded glass windows. Giving the private bathroom an airy and warm glow. Zoe had the hotel suit all to herself, and the warm bath and hour-long personal grooming regiment she did daily were luxuries she couldn't bear to be relieved of.

Nearby a gramophone played. It was a peppy tune that gave the king Charles a pleasing rock to her shoulders as she let the rhythm roll through her. If there was one thing that Zoe could count on as a passion, it was music.

“Let's see now, what sort of bites do we have?” She reached an arm out to grasp the first of a small pile of envelopes that sat atop a nearby table, set up next to the tub. The pile was not as big as it had once been, only a year or two ago. Still, it was something. The Agency sent her these at least once a week, advertisements for jobs they thought she could fulfill. It wasn't too long ago, she recalled that they advertised her for a job, rather than the other way around.

Zoe opened the envelope and tossed it to the floor, then held the letter in front of her, high enough to keep from the water's reach. She leaned back more in the copper container, tapping her toes at the edge of the bath as she quickly read its contents. Her slender muzzle twisted in a scowl and she tossed the letter aside the tub to flutter away in dejection.

The dog groaned as she stretched her legs out, feeling them float in the water a bit more easily despite feeling like they were getting pulled out a bit further than they should. She pointed her toes at the end of the stretch, before settling back down among the bubbles with another letter. This too ended up on the floor. Followed by a third.

She was a performer! Musically talented and with a voice to match. She desired, no craved, the limelight. Even if it meant she was near naked the whole time. What she wasn't pleased with was the size and quality of her last few jobs. Her skills had gone to waste, either tied up before a crowd or singled out for private use.

Times had changed. Others had taken the stage light. Gone were the days where she could just let herself dance, or sing her heart and soul.

Zoe looked around the lavish bathroom. These luxuries did not come cheap. From the copper tub her naked body was lounging in, to the finely upholstered private room she was currently living out of, it all cost a rather shiny penny. The stack of job offers might have gotten smaller, but the cost remained the same. If anything, her Agency was doing all they could to keep her relevant. Even if it meant she had to change her style to fit a new role. The spaniel sighed, letting herself fall back against the slope of the tub. Her hair splayed out in the water, forming a deep blue-like flood near the head of the tub. Zoe's eyes fluttered shut as she contemplated her options. Shaking her head, she slowly dragged her hand over her own chest, flicking her own pink nipples lightly. The water was warm enough that they hadn't really gotten hard, but it was still a nice feeling to touch them, tease them. It relaxed her.

She would need to find a real lover soon. The subject of her last few jobs had started to build up urges and needs that would have to be met.

After a few moments, an arm reached out from the tub to grab the last letter. Zoe rolled her head back, pulling it out of the tub just enough for her neck to rest on the edge of the bathtub. Opening it, her eyes quickly scanned it’s offer.

“A Dog and Pony show that needs a dog…” She read out-loud. “Hmm, I can do that…”


***

Zoe shook her head, the belts and clips clinking and rattling. A unicorn horn jutted out just at her forehead, and she could feel it's drag as she twisted her head side to side. Attempting to get used to the clutching feel of the harness around her head.

"Glad to see you in tack, Princess. I think you're finally ready to join us." The mistress said in welcome. "I trust you will be cooperative?"

Zoe grumbled at that but not for long because the curtains closed behind her, placing her on full display before the gathered crowd and the mistress.

"We'll start with your posture before warming up." The mistress said, brandishing her crop. "Straighten your back, hold your head up high and show me a good gait."

She walked forward with a little skip to her step, imagining that was what was meant.

"No-no-no-no." Zoe cocked her head to the side, confused. "I want you to trot, raise your knees high and take short steps."

A space was cleared within the crowd, long and narrow. As Zoe walked down the 'runway', the mistress walked beside her, striking the girl's thighs lightly with the crop to get the caviler spaniel to raise her knees as far as she could. Zoe couldn't help turning towards the others watching her, the thought of them seeing her bound and led like an animal brought back all the embarrassment she'd managed to suppress until now but it also made her feel equal parts aroused and provoked.

The snug feel of the latex was pleasantly claustrophobic and Zoe swallowed hard as she turned three-hundred-and-sixty degrees, allowing the crowd to admire what she'd been put together as from all angles. The wings bobbed slightly with each exaggerated step, and the pull of that massive tail against her rump accompanied each twist of her torso. She was taken once around the course and back.

A tap of the crop against a thigh commanded her to halt. A hand gripping her muzzle and holding her still as long line was attached to the ring under her posture collier. The crowd had moved to form a circle around Zoe and her mistress. The dominatrix stood in the middle of the circle holding the other end.

"Now pace for me Princess, run!"

Zoe started running in circles, the steady pull of the line helping her curve. Her trainer called orders out to her about her posture, speed and gait. Her hooves clattered on the hardwood floor. Somewhere an orchestra for the event picked up a warm reel, and the captured canine started to pace in time with the rhythm. Under her handler’s guidance, and her own natural cadence, Zoe’s run turned into a flowing dance.

The event went on for the remainder of the afternoon, and a nighttime performance was mentioned. The spaniel was well aware that her ordeals were far from over.


***

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