0 comments/ 107469 views/ 16 favorites A Good Pet By: Angel.Boi These are just some thoughts of mine on what a pet should do for it’s mistress, I’ve been owned by my mistress for a long while now, and have never been happier. Though you may disagree with my ideas, or may not even feel you need my advice, here it is anyway… I simply feel the need to say it, and this is as good of a place as any. 1. A good pet should always go the extra mile, if she wants something done, do it well or even far better than she expected you too, the pleased look on her face should be enough reward for any pet. This goes for everything from chores she wishes you to do, to sexual acts. Every time mistress wishes you to please her, do it with all your conviction. 2. Learn to Desire her pleasure, learn to -enjoy- making her orgasm even if you’re getting no such treatment yourself. A truly amazing pet is the one that could get off simply by hearing his mistress moan with the pleasure he is giving her… but a good pet would never orgasm without his mistress’ expressed permission of course. 3. Deny her no power, if you aren’t 100% certain you are allowed to do something, then ask mistress politely for permission to do it. She holds your leash, and expects that you wont do anything she doesn’t want you to do. Remember that if mistress doesn’t want you to do something, she has her reasons, and they are good enough for any pet. 4. Learn to enjoy a little pain… as we all make mistakes, sooner or later mistress will have need to punish you, but she will be more pleased if you take your punishment well rather than sobbing like a pansy. Often times handling a “fun” punishment badly can earn a pet a night spent alone on the cold floor, untouched and ignored… which is far worse than any physical pain mistress would willingly inflict. 5. Be open to all kinds of experiences, this may be the second most important. Your mistress likely has diverse sexual desires that you shouldn’t hinder, don’t be afraid to try new things with her, or let her do anything she wants to you… after all, you belong to her, your body is hers to use as she pleases. Remember that as a pet there is no such thing as taboo if it’s what mistress wants… if you find yourself shocked or appalled by any of your mistress’ desires… then perhaps you should -not- be a pet. 6. Make sure that in your mind, her needs are always first. It does not matter that you need something right now, if mistress asked you to do something else. Most mistresses will allow their pets plenty of free time, and other social interactions, jobs or school, which means that the pets needs are served thoroughly as well… but never mistake that as anything more than her being generous, not something to be abused, it’s part of her showing how much she loves you. 7. Have good control of yourself and great willpower, only very few mistresses would allow their pets to orgasm at their own leisure, and to most it would be a grievous insult to them to orgasm without their permission. You are her toy to tease and torment as she wants, for her own pleasure, and when you are a good pet…then she may allow you pleasure of your own beyond that gained simply from serving her. 8. Be open to sudden change… many evenings mistress may not want a pet… she may simply want her lover, or maybe even reverse roles entirely so she can be submissive herself for a while. Though this may be difficult sometime for a good pet who is so used to being subservient to her, but a pet should be able to do it without question, after all, it’s still giving her what she needs, putting her first in a round about way. 9. Finally, Always, always make sure your mistress knows just how much you love her. She is very special, and needs to be reminded of that as much as possible, you are her loyal pet, and will never leave her side, never hurt her, never let her down. This is the most important part of being a pet, beyond all else, good or naughty… it’s the loving pet who is kept for eternity. Good luck in serving your own mistress if you have been claimed, if you haven’t, and you’ve ever felt the desire to be a submissive, find someone that will collar you, it’s a hell of an experience. A Good Pet Beth sat in her car and stared at the house. What am I doing here? She leaned forward in her seat in order to pull a crumpled advert from her back pocket. She held it up and again read the slightly faded ink. It was a personal ad that read: "Olivia Richards seeking: live in female companion for pet/submissive/slave. Expect to be collared, caged, used, and abused for my pleasure and your own, hopefully. I am looking for a relationship as well, so if you are interested, please contact me." Below that was the street address, a telephone number, and an email address. So about a month ago, Beth had emailed Olivia. They'd begun a dialogue, talking about Beth as a prospective companion for Olivia. Eventually they had traded photos and lists of fetishes and kinks. Turns out, they had quite a bit in common. You see, Beth had a secret. Something she'd kept from everyone she'd ever known. Her friends, co workers, parents... none of them knew her secret passion... for pet play. She was generally a shy woman, but more and more her fantasies were cutting into her life. It was something she felt almost incomplete without. She needed to be disciplined and caged when she was bad and she wanted to play fetch and be petted and played with. She wanted to please an owner, a mistress, and be told she was a good girl. She wanted to be loved. So there she was finally parked outside of Olivia's home with a bag packed for a week long stay, a test run of the relationship. At last Beth mustered up the courage to open her car door and get out, lifting her suitcase from the back and dropping it onto the concrete sidewalk as she did so. It was just past five in the afternoon and the sun was beginning to turn the brilliant oranges and reds of a setting day. Beth could feel her palms begin to sweat, as they always did when she was very nervous. She clutched the handle of her suitcase and crammed her other hand in the pocket of her baggy blue jeans. It was warm outside, which only served to make her sweat a bit more. She was so anxious, a worry wart. That's what her friends liked to jokingly call her. She was that close to tossing the whole idea aside and just getting back into her car and driving away. She stood there, deliberating, temporarily lost in thought. The door opened and a woman, looked to be about twenty-eight opened the door. She wore a floral skirt and blouse combined with house slippers. She stepped out onto the front stoop and stared at Beth for a moment before smiling and holding out her hand. "Going to come in or just stand here all day?" She paused and Beth smiled back, though it was not a smile of happiness, but of panicked fear. She took a deep breath, ready to tell Olivia that she just couldn't go through with it, "... Olivia... I don't think—" And it was as if Olivia knew she needed a sort of push, something to put her in a place where she was comfortable enough to talk and begin the trial run they'd agreed upon. Olivia strode toward her full of all the confidence that was absent in Beth's mind. In one hand, Olivia grabbed the suitcase from her and in the other she clutched Beth's upper arm and started her back toward her own front door. "Oh, no. You're not standing me up, girlie. You're going to come in and have dinner with me. Relax, and then, only then, if you still want to go, I won't stop you." Olivia walked Beth into the living room, set her suitcase in the corner next to the television, turned and sat Beth on the couch. Olivia stood hovering over her for just a moment and then walked into the kitchen and called back, "Now, do you want anything to drink, dear? Is water alright?" Beth's mind was in turmoil. Is this really something I want to do? And then Olivia walked back around the corner with two tall glasses of water and a small bowl. She set them all down on the caramel colored coffee table, and then sat down next to Beth. Olivia took Beth's hands in hers. They chatted for a couple minutes and Beth still had not calmed down very much, thinking of everything that could come from this meeting and relationship. "Ok, look me in the eye. Calm down. Do you want to be here?" Beth nodded. Olivia smiled. "I'm going to need you to use words, sweetie." Beth blushed. "Yes, I—I do want to be here. This whole situation is something I have wanted for a while now, but been too scared to actually do. I don't normally do things like this..." Olivia was nodding knowingly. "This is something I want, too, Beth. I'm glad you want to stay," she paused a moment and lifted Beth's hand to kiss her wrist and then met her shy companion's eyes, "But I don't allow puppies on my couch." Beth jerked backward a little, a gasp escaping her open mouth, and her eyes widening in surprise. Slowly, Beth nodded. She slipped off the couch, kneeling on the soft carpet next Olivia and looking up at her, unsure. Olivia smiled reassuringly at Beth, picked up one of the glasses, poured the water into the small, white bowl, and placed it on the floor between her bare feet. She patted the floor next to the bowl and gestured to Beth. "Come on, puppy. Have a drink." It was not a request, but a command. Beth realized then how dry her mouth felt and crawled forward to kneel between Olivia's feet. She lowered her face to the water and used her tongue to begin lapping it up. Olivia smiled down at her and then reached down to stroke Beth's short brown hair. She ran her fingers through it and gently cooed at her new pet. Beth's body visibly relaxed, releasing all of the tension she'd kept built up there. This was her zone, her place, and nothing had ever felt more right in her entire life. She was incredibly glad that she hadn't bolted. She really had been thirsty though and within five minutes the bowl was empty. Beth's face was wet from the water when she sat up and, without anything immediate to draw her attention, her calm began to dissipate. She felt slightly awkward just kneeling there on the floor and didn't know what to do with herself. Olivia just watched her, a small smile on her face. She was enjoying Beth's slight discomfort and was also pleased that she had decided to stay. Olivia had searched and searched for someone who could not only serve her properly, but someone who would reciprocate her feeling and desires. She had a good feeling about Beth, one she hadn't felt before, but she let those thoughts slip away. It would do no one good to jump too soon and Beth obviously needed training and care, which she was definitely willing to provide. Olivia finally took pity on Beth, who looked as if she too had drifted off. She began to scratch Beth behind the ear and Beth, almost automatically relaxed to the touch. "Good girl. Did you enjoy that water and your first taste of submission?" Beth blushed bright red and felt a surge of confidence. She turned and began to lap at Olivia's palm. She then gently gripped Olivia's index finger between her teeth and growled playfully. Olivia laughed and pulled her hand away. "Playful puppy, huh? Well, you'd better calm down. It's not playtime right now." She then stood and stepped away from Beth. "I've got to get us some dinner started. Why don't you explore the house? I don't mind as long as you do not go into the bedroom. There's a sign on the door so you'll know." Beth nodded and started to stand even as Olivia was already walking in the opposite direction, probably toward the kitchen. "Alrighty." Upon hearing Beth, Olivia turned right back around. "Nope. You are not to stand and walk about on two legs. I also don't want you speaking unless it is to use your safe word. Is that understood?" Olivia's tone was not one to be argued with and Beth instantly felt ashamed. She immediately nodded and dropped back down to her hands and knees. Her head hung low with her embarrassment at disappointing Olivia so soon. Olivia crouched down beside her and lifted her chin so she could see Beth's eyes. "You remember what your safe word is, correct?" Beth nodded. Olivia shook her head. "I need to hear your voice, pet." Beth thought for a moment at what she could possibly mean when she'd been instructed not to speak and then she realized and barked her confirmation. Olivia stroked her hair. "That's my good girl. Now go explore." Beth barked again, more happily this time. She even wagged her butt as if she had an imaginary tail. Olivia stood and smiled down at her before turning and going on into the kitchen. Beth watched her go, almost sad that she wouldn't be with her. Then she turned around and began to explore the house, a house a big part of her hoped would one day become her home. A Good Pet and a Bad One My Master comes home from work because of a slow day and sees me bent me over the bathroom sink completely naked. He slowly walks over to me unbuckling his pants and pulling out his erect cock. I look in the mirror, see him and turn around to face him. "Hey pet." he says to me, winking. "Daddy..." I move towards him and fall to my knees. "Only a quick one pet then I want to fuck your tight pink hole, understand?" I look up at him and smile "Of course." "Good girl," he says while placing his hand on my head and pushing. My cock goes further and further into his mouth and then I pull out. "Was that enough?" I ask quietly. "Get it all wet pet." I close my mouth around his cock and move right to his base. "Hmmm better." "What else do you want me to do?" He looks at me and says sharply while half growling "Is that any way to ask?" "No Daddy," I look at him. "How would you like to punish me Master?" "Bend over." I do so giving him a full view and he begins to slap it. "Hmmm." "Yes Daddy?" "Heh," he laughs to himself as he lines his cock up to my asshole. "Daddy..." "What is it pet..." he says smirking. "Please... Don't." "Do what?" he asks smirking even more. "Please don't ask fuck me." "Why not? You're mine." "It hurts and... and I don't like it... please... I'll do anything..." "I know something you could do." He grips my hips tightly and I whimper slightly. Still smirking he asks "What would you do?" "I'll suck you off or... or I could ride you..." I say while my voice gets quieter with every word. "Oh... well I don't want that." He grips my hips even tighter and gets ready to enter my ass. "I want something else." "Please Daddy... please don't hurt me..." "Oh but pet," he says still smirking "I will hurt you... and what's gonna happen... oh it's gonna hurt a lot..." "Please..." I whisper almost begging him. He begins to laugh as he shoves his entire cock into my asshole. "Bitch," he says quietly "I heard you the first seven so now I'm giving you seven reasons to shut the fuck up." I begin to scream in pain and start crying. He continues to pump in and out of me and reaches around to my chest and roughly squeezes one of my tits. "Bitch if you don't shut the fuck up it won't be your ass getting the pounding." "Please... stop..." I say between my screams. "Bitch," he slaps my face "I said shut the fuck up. NOW!" I continue to scream so he pulls out and slams against the wall. He then slams his fist against the wall. I flinch at the sound of his fist hitting the wall and he brings his mouth to my ear. In a deadly quiet voice he says "Bitch if you don't shut the fuck up..." "I'm sorry Daddy." I avoid his gaze and look at the ground. He grabs a fistful of my hair and throws me to the ground. "Suck my goddamn cock you slut." I crawl towards the bath withe fresh tears in my eyes. "Why are you like this?" "Because you sob and moan like a dying dog so you will be treated as such." "Master..." "What is it?" "Why did you choose me?" "You had the best looking tits and a tight ass and damn I was right." He walks over to me and reaches for my ass when I look up at him. "Do you love me?" He pulls away from me. "You what?" "Do you love me?" "Excuse me?" he looks at me angrily. "I just thought... maybe..." I look away from him not finishing my sentence. He backhands me hard across the face. "You thought what?!" he almost yells at me. "That maybe you did..." I say still sitting against the bath tub. He laughs at me. "You thought... you thought a whore like you could be with someone like me?" he laughs again and lets me go before turning around. "But... I'm here..." "As a fucking toy," he turns away from me and begins to look in the mirror fixing his hair. "Dumb bitch. I have many whores, so just happen to be the one I like to abuse." He laughs at me again "You silly girl... don't even know how to defend yourself..." Still looking away from me he shakes his head. "Why do you like abusing me? And where are the others?" "The others are... they don't matter. You shouldn't ask questions and I abuse you because you roll over like the bitch you are and you take it," he turns around and faces me. "Now... come suck my cock you cunt," he says while sitting in down in a chair "and then maybe a massage." "No." I say quietly. He looks up at me. "Huh?" "No." I say louder this time. He looks at me and blinks a few times. "Bitch." he says very quietly. "Come. Suck. My. Cock." "No!" This time I scream it at him and begin to walk out of the room. He gets up. "Get the fuck back here you fucking whore!" He then sits back down and quietly mutters to himself "What can she fucking do?" A few minutes later I walk back into the room and look at him. "I'm sorry Daddy. I shouldn't have done that." I say quietly. "Heh, that's what I thought, now suck." I fall to my knees and take his nine inch cock in my mouth. I move slowly up his shaft licking and sucking every part of it. "Hmmm," he lies back and relaxes into his chair. "Rosie gives better head but you will do." After a while my jaw and my mouth begin to get tired and I begin to give to give really shit head. My Master looks at me and says "Stay here." He then leaves the room and five minutes later returns with Rosie. "Now Rosie, this is Jaime. She is a pet but not a very good pet. You will now show her how to give good head." As he's saying this he begins to remove his pants and as soon as he takes them off she's on him sucking and licking his cock. His cock goes right to the back of her mouth and there isn't an inch of skin to be seen while she's sucking him off. I watch my Master as Rosie sucks him off. His hand is slowly stroking her hair and his eyes are closed. A look of pleasure is on his face... One that I have never achieved. After about thirty seconds he then addresses me. "See bitch. This is how a good pet acts. If you can learn this you will become a more loved and well treated pet like Rosie here." He lifts his hand and Rosie stops and moves back. He then kisses Rosie and she whispers something in his ear. My Master looks at me and says "Eat her pussy." She opens her legs for me and I slowly move between them moving my tongue over her dripping pussy. She then looks at our Master and says "Make her do better." My Master then walks out of the room and returns with a thick black dildo. He looks at me. "You heard her... oh and by the way this is a 12 inch ass dildo." He then moves over to Rosie and she opens her mouth however instead of offering his cock to her he whispers in her ear "Finger her." I feel three fingers enter me and I start to moan. He then asks "Is she doing better?" Rosie nods yes in response so he tells her to pull out. When she pulls out I begin to move my tongue more, slowly stroking her pussy and lapping at her juices. I then begin to lick and suck at her clit wanting her fingers inside me again. "Heh," I hear my Master laugh and sit back down in his chair. He begins to stroke his rock hard cock and says to himself "What a fucking show..." Rosie then climbs on top of me and begins to kiss me while feeling my body. "Hmmm, Rosie was taught well Jaime, learn well." She then grabs my breasts and begins to grope and feel them causing me to moan into her mouth. My Master then walks over to Rosie, clicks his fingers and she presents her pussy to him. "Hmmm tight pussy." I stay where I am and wait for my next orders. "Rosie you will lick Jaime's pussy while I take yours. Jaime you will stand in front of her." I do as I'm told and then he shoves his cock deep into her. She begins to moan and I feel every breath on my soaking wet pussy. Her tongue starts working faster on me taking all my juices into her mouth and I begin to moan. He then begins to pump long and hard strokes into her pussy causing her to moan more. I begin to Moan even harder and her tongue moves into my fuck hole. She pushes it as deep as it will go and begins to move around inside it stroking my walls. Her to hue becomes too much for me and I cum all over her face. Just as I do my Master pumps his load deep into Rosie at the same time. When he's done he pulls out and looks at both of us. He orders Rosie to leave the room and then beckons me to come closer. "Sit on my knee." I do as he commands and look at the ground. "So." he says. So...?" I respond. "What did you learn?" "How to suck your cock Daddy." "Good girl." My Master then heads to bed "Wait..." I say He stops and turns around. "Yes pet?" "I'm sorry Daddy and..." "Okay and? Spit it out." I look at the ground while I ask. "May I spend the night with you?" He begins to walk to his room and I start following him. He turns around again. "Did I say yes?" "No you didn't." I turn and begin to walk the other way towards my room. "Oh come on then, hurry up pet." I run back towards him but walk a few paces behind. "Keep up pet." I run to catch up to him and he says "I like to see what in my sight." and I start walking next to him. We get to his room which is huge. There's a king sized double bed sitting in the middle of it with a sixty inch double screen across from it. Hanging from the ceiling is a chandelier light with a really intricate design through the light holders. Against the wall that his door is on there's a high standing mahogany dresser with a large oval mirror attached to it. Around the sides there is a silver inscription in Latin that I don't understand. On the floor is a red plush carpet that tickles my feet. Across the room is a large bay window which opens out to a large view of the countryside which would be amazing if it wasn't dark. I stand in the doorway to his room and look at it amazed. He watches me and then I hear as if from the distance "Don't get too comfortable. Take a bath or a shower. I will do the same then get into bed pet." He begins to take his shirt off and turns on the shower. "Chop chop pet." As soon as I get into in it he leaves the bathroom and I hear another shower running from elsewhere. I hear him get into it and from his shower he yells "You better be in bed by the time I'm out." I let the water cascade down my body. I've never felt this much pressure come out of a shower head. The hot water runs across me as if caressing me. I look at the bathroom shelf and the choices of shampoo and conditioner that I have. There's about 10 bottles of each. I choose a set that has a slight fruity smell and lather the shampoo into my hair. I then wash it out and repeat the same process with the conditioner. I stand under the shower head losing track of time. I open my eyes and realise my time must be up and if not soon. I reluctantly step out of the shower, and grab a towel from the rack. I twist my hair into it while droplets of water drip off my erect nipples. Once my hair is secure I grab another towel off the rack and dry my body. I then pull my hair out of the towel and dry my hair as best I can. Once I'm done I walk back into my Masters room and pull the sheets on his bed back. I climb into bed just as he walks out of his shower. "Hmmm," he walks over to me. "Other side. That's my side pet." I move over so that he can get in. "Good pet." He then gets into bed and I move closer and curl up to him with my breasts pressing against his side. He then wraps his arm around and pulls me closer. Just before I fall asleep I whisper "I love you Daddy." I hear him say as if underwater "Goodnight my pet." and feel him kiss my forehead.