9 comments/ 29220 views/ 12 favorites All's Fair When You're In Love By: fgmntfmgnshn As always: Thanks to rf-fast for the editing work. Your insights are what prevents this story from being mindless drivel. ***** "And now you are a dog!" Marvelous Merlin the Magnificent Hypnotist declared. The crowd roared out in laughter as the beautiful blonde woman fell to her hands and knees. She was wearing a tight red dress that hugged her hourglass figure delicately which made it that more difficult for her to make the transition. It also made it even funnier. For the life of him, David Pearson had no idea why his wife, Grace, was subjecting herself to this. It was his surprise 40th birthday party and she had booked a banquet room at the Dunesbury Hotel - on a Monday no less. Family, friends, and relatives all showed up to celebrate. He hated parties, especially if they were for him, but he pretended to enjoy himself. After dinner was served, she had leaned in and said, "I got you something you've wanted to see for a long time." She had smiled and went up to the front and announced that Marvelous Merlin the Magnificent Hypnotist was present and looking for volunteers. She had stayed up there to be his first. After thirteen years of marriage, this stunned David more than if he had woken up one morning and realized he had turned into a dog himself. He had no idea what would make her think that he had ever wanted to see a hypnotist act. He hated the idea of hypnotism. No, that wasn't correct. He hated the idea of not being in control. In business, he always portrayed the shrewd, confident man and as a head executive with Arden Acquisitions, it was a great personal asset to have. At home, he was quite different. He wouldn't have minded the absurdity, but now his wife was making a fool of herself for all his employees to see and he didn't like it. David leaned into Alyssa, his secretary of three years, and the only person he opened up to at work about any and everything. She knew everything about the man sitting next to her left, even in which leg his penis hung. Not that she saw it personally, David would never cheat, but she has seen him subtly adjust it from time to time. She leaned her slender form into his in anticipation to what her boss was going to say. "I know she talked to you about setting this up, otherwise half these people wouldn't be here. So be honest, did she mention why I might enjoy seeing her demean herself in front of everyone." "No." Alyssa lied. "She didn't mention what kind of entertainment she booked. If she had, I certainly would have objected. I know how much your reputation at the office means to you." She couldn't help the sly smile that appeared on her face. Her plan was in full swing and she knew that soon she would have the man she was desperately in love with, David Pearson. Alyssa fell for David the very first day she was assigned to be his secretary. She was a failure at college, dropping out after one year due to her poor grades. It was too much of the party scene and not enough studying. She tried desperately to find a job that didn't require her to say, "Do you want fries with that" but was unsuccessful in all her interviews. It was only dumb luck, her accidentally hitting the wrong key on the computer when she happened across the listing that Arden Acquisitions was hiring for secretaries. That and the fact the company was so desperate, the human resource director didn't even check her fake references. And so, she was the new secretary of David Pearson. She felt fortunate because if it was anyone else, she would have certainly been fired before the first day was even over. At first, it was just lust for Alyssa. David's rugged good looks and toned body made for a handsome man. It didn't matter that he was seventeen years older than her - nine if you went by her fake resume. It became love after he showed compassion. Not knowing what she was doing, her day was a disaster. She was having trouble keeping up and it wasn't even noon yet. The last straw was when the copier jammed and the page that was stuck became shredded. She was nearly in tears when she stood in front of his desk with the unfortunate news. David just laughed saying, "That damn copier got you too, huh?" He then stood up, told her "Not to worry about it" and even took her to lunch. And not one of those fast food places or little diners either. He wined and dined her at Giovanni's, the expensive Italian restaurant in town. Mostly they talked about business; David's expectations and what Alyssa's responsibilities would be. But he also let his guard down and talked about his life as well. Alyssa loved everything he said until he mentioned he thought he had the perfect marriage. She knew she was falling hard for her boss and that statement felt like a dagger to the heart. Over the next year, Alyssa tried to ignore her feelings; tried to be the good employee. But David made it difficult. He always seemed to be complimenting her work even though she knew it was subpar. What was worse is she could hear in his voice that it was genuine. The second year, Alyssa tried to seduce him. It was in vain. She did everything except post a 'Fuck Me' sign to her body. The third year, she began to plot. And that led her here. She gave Grace the surprise 40th birthday party idea and even revealed she had heard David mention that he would like to see a hypnotist act and implied she should be one of the volunteers so he would know it wasn't fraudulent. She even gave her the phone number for a hypnotist that was so good as he had performed in Las Vegas. The Las Vegas part wasn't true, but the lie worked enough for Grace to call Alyssa's best friend, Dustin who went by Marvelous Merlin the Magnificent Hypnotist since they were in High School together. Hypnotism was more of a hobby for him as he actually was working as a bus boy to earn his way through college. "Now I want you to speak!" Dustin commanded. "Woof, woof." Grace then panted. "Woof, woof." "Oh, what are you doing?" Grace tilted her head to one side at the hypnotist's response. "You are a small French Poodle, not some big German Shepard. Be yourself and don't try to act all big and tough." David let his frustration go for a moment and inwardly smiled. If anybody knew how true that statement was in terms of their sex life, everyone would have been laughing harder than they were. He wished Grace would be a little more aggressive in the sack, but no, she was like a French Poodle in that regard. "I'll be right back, I need to use the ladies room," Alyssa interrupted David's thoughts and he nodded to show that he heard her. Alyssa stood and made her way to the nearest exit. "Arf, arf, arf," Grace barked from the stage. "All right; now like all bitches do, you are now in heat." Grace rubbed up against the hypnotist's leg. David was furious. No one called his wife a bitch. And no one for damn sure was going to get away with making her nuzzle up against another man's leg. He stood, not caring about anything but ending this party and punching the hypnotist unconscious. He took two steps toward the stage and the fire alarm went off. The sprinklers opened up and water fell on all the guests. Dustin leaned down to Grace, "Remember, you are merely a dog in heat until I say otherwise. Alyssa is your Master and all dogs obey their Masters. Every instance you are treated like a dog, your trance will deepen with all prior memories disappearing. It will become your reality. It is what you are and you are happy." He petted her now wet golden locks and scratched behind her ear. "Good girl," he added before scampering for the nearest exit. As soon as he left, Grace tried desperately to hide under a chair from the falling water, only getting her head and arms to be covered. David hurried to the stage, threw the chair out of the way and picked up his petrified wife. She whined like a dog in his arms and he carried her outside. Alyssa watched in amusement from the exit doors. She ran outside right after she had pulled the fire alarm so she could see the effects of Dustin's work on David's wife. He assured her it would be permanent but the degree in which the suggestion would take hold depended on how much she was treated like a dog. She saw her boss and ran over to him. "I'm glad you two are all right." Alyssa glanced at Grace and felt elated that she was still under. "What happened to Grace?" "She thinks she's still a dog and I can't find the hypnotist anywhere," David's head was on a swivel, looking in all directions at once. "In this commotion, it will be hard to find him. Besides, with there being a fire, he probably took off already. I know I was going to but I wanted to make sure you two were safe." Alyssa's head moved from side to side. She wasn't looking but wanted it to appear that she was. "I can see if I can track him down in the morning." "Arf. Arf." Grace happily licked at Alyssa's cheek when David had turned slightly, allowing her to do so. David rolled his eyes at his wife's outburst. Alyssa pushed a tendril of hair behind Grace's ear. "Do you need me to come with you tonight to help with her, Boss?" "No, I'll be fine. I'll just get her to bed and see if a good night's sleep will do the trick." David gave a halfhearted smile. "Thanks anyway." "I'll come by your house in the morning and start tracking down the whack job that did this. If I find him, maybe he could do something for Grace over the phone. Like a secret word or something." "Sounds good." David started walking away, "See you tomorrow." After just a couple steps, Grace couldn't keep still. She was barking and squirming in her husband's arms. She wanted to be with her Master. "Stop it Grace," David demanded. Grace growled at him in response. "Everything all right, Boss." Alyssa came to his side and Grace was a jovial little dog again, panting and trying to lick Alyssa. "I think she likes me." She patted at Grace's head. "Not funny Alyssa," David admonished. "Sorry Sir." David shook his head. "You sure it wouldn't be a bother to stay at my home tonight?" "I'd be happy to help." "We'll put Grace in your car, since you seem to be the only one she wants to go with, and you can follow me back to my place." "Sounds like a plan." Alyssa did her best not to show how thrilled she was that her scheme was working. It was two very different car rides to the Pearson home. David, in his black Mercedes was full of emotions. He was worried for his wife. He was angered at the hypnotist. He, at one point, convinced himself it was all a dream and he would wake up soon. The blaring horn of the car he almost side swiped ended that idea. In the green Saturn following him, Alyssa was all talk. "You were such a good girl today," Alyssa's voice was high pitched and squeaky and it caused Grace to become excited. "Mommy sure was proud of you." She put a gummy bear in Grace's mouth and she lapped at it enthusiastically. "If you're good, you'll get a lot more of those yummy nom noms." Alyssa finalized it with a pat to her head. When they arrived at the large home, David carried Grace inside and to the master bedroom. She had only allowed him to do so if Alyssa was right there. He laid her on the bed and easily stripped her of the slinky red dress and matching underwear. He carefully put a light blue nightie on her and draped the comforter over her body. She fell asleep almost immediately. David let out a frustrated sigh, "Thanks for your help. You can wear something of Grace's tonight and stay in the bedroom across the hall. It's pretty big and has an attached bathroom." "No problem Boss. But the clothes won't be necessary. I keep an overnight bag in my car for when I babysit my sister's kids." Alyssa lied. She was prepared for tonight and was ready to get started. "We're not at the office, Alyssa. You can call me David." Alyssa blushed. "Okay, David." Alyssa went to her car and grabbed her bag. When she came back in David had already slipped out of his suit and was wearing a navy blue robe. He had brought out a bottle of wine with two glasses. She could have jumped him right then and there if she knew she could get away with it. But alas, patience is a virtue. "Would you like one," David asked already pouring the second glass. "I need one after tonight." "Not the birthday you were hoping for, huh David." "You can definitely say that." "Let me change and I'll join you." Alyssa hurried upstairs and opened her bag. She slipped out of her conservative dress and into a white tank top that exposed her midriff and some yellow short shorts. She thought about the purple baby doll nightie and matching thong, but thought that might be moving too fast for him. She bounded down the stairs and paused to catch her breath before turning the corner into the living room where her man was waiting patiently. She smiled realizing he was waiting in his robe for her and not his wife. "That was fast," David commented before he looked up. It was the most skin he had ever seen his secretary display and he appreciated the view before sipping his wine. "Nice pajamas. The navel piercing is cute too." "Thanks." Alyssa grabbed her glass and sat next to David, her leg almost touching his. The two made small talk until their respective glasses were empty, neither too interested in the conversation as David was beaten down from the day and Alyssa was ready to pounce on her prey. "Well, I'm heading to bed," David yawned as he stood. "It's been a long day and tomorrow doesn't look to be that much better." "Wait, I'll walk with you," Alyssa quickly stood up as well. "I'm tired too." Alyssa watched David's ass the whole way up the stairs. When she reached the top step, she tripped over it and landed with a loud thud. "Ow." It was all part of the plan. David turned quickly, "Are you okay?" "Yeah," Alyssa rubbed her knee. "I'll be fine." The noise woke Grace up and she came running on all fours to Alyssa's side. "Sorry David." David ran a hand through his hair. "It's all right. Come on Grace, back to bed." He made an underhanded swooping motion with his arm. He immediately felt guilty. He just treated his wife like a dog. Alyssa inwardly smiled and went into the spare bedroom. "Good night." David went to pick his wife up, but she was crawling to Alyssa's room. "C'mon Honey, let's go to bed." He wrapped his arms around her waist but Grace started fighting him back. "She can stay with me tonight," Alyssa offered in a low tone. David looked up at his secretary. His grip loosened and Grace frantically crawled behind Alyssa. "I guess I have no choice." With his head held low, he headed into his room. As he shut the door he mumbled, "I'm going to miss her warm body next to mine." Alyssa wanted to shout after him, 'I'll be the warm body next to you,' but instead she looked at her new dog and smiled, "Time for obedience training," and she shut the door. Alyssa sat on the bed and patted the space next to her. Grace eagerly came over and sat by her side, which she did with much enthusiasm. "First, I don't like the name Grace. Your new name is going to be what you are, Bitch. You only answer to the name your Master gives you. Understand, Bitch?" Grace licked Alyssa's cheek in response. Alyssa dug through her duffle bag and pulled out a collar and a leash. As she went to attach the collar, Grace shied away. "No," Alyssa scolded and then smacked her ass twice with hard slaps, leaving a pair of red palm prints. Grace held her head up and allowed Alyssa to collar her. She then grabbed the collar and pulled her face close to hers. "Why are you wearing clothes, Bitch? Dogs don't wear clothes." Grace looked down and began to nudge with her nose at the straps of the nightie. She struggled before looking up at Alyssa with the saddest pair of eyes imaginable. Alyssa was undeterred. "Don't look at me. You let someone other than your Master dress you and now you better take it off." She held up her hand, threatening to spank her again. Grace attacked the nightie with abandon, this time using her teeth and rocking her head from side to side. After a minute, it produced the desired result and the strap ripped at the seam. She immediately went to the other one and didn't stop until that one snapped in two. She rolled on the bed until the offending fabric was finally off her body. She crawled up to Alyssa and looked at her with pride. "Well done Bitch," Alyssa smiled and gave her new pet another gummy bear. Grace shook her ass excitedly at her Master's praise. Alyssa then attached the leash to the collar, "On the floor, Bitch." Grace immediately complied. Alyssa began to walk in a circle and when the leash tightened, Grace yelped but then started to move. She caught up to her Master just to keep the leash from tightening again. Alyssa then stopped and tugged the leash, hard. Grace stopped. "Good girl, I'm glad to see you learn quickly." She gave Grace another treat and patted her head. Grace then spun around, her head darting in every direction before settling in one, the opening to the bathroom. "What is it Bitch?" Grace glanced up to Alyssa with her puppy dog eyes and then back to the bathroom. "Do you have to go outside?" Grace looked up in confusion before sticking out her tongue and panting, her head shaking in anticipation. "You better hold it. We're in for the night," Alyssa sternly admonished. "You should have thought of that before we came into the house, Bitch. And if you even think about shitting or pissing inside the house," Alyssa held up her hand to make her point. Grace whined. "Now here, just so you know I still love you, you can use this for a doggy bed tonight." Alyssa laid down the tattered nightie on the floor next to her bed. Grace curled up on the shredded fabric and Alyssa reached down and removed the collar. "Next time this is put on you, it will be permanent." Grace sat up on her knees, put her arms to Alyssa's shoulders, and began licking her face. "I love you too, Bitch," Alyssa chuckled. "You know to truly express to your Master that you love her, your licking the wrong spot." Grace looked at Alyssa with confusion as her Master stood and slid off her shorts. Alyssa sat back down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. "Here," she pointed to her pussy. "That is where you need to give me kisses." Grace tentatively stuck out her tongue and moved in closer. She hesitated for a brief moment before flicking her tongue at the desired location. "Good girl. Keep going," Alyssa smiled. "If you do well, I'll give you another treat." Grace smiled and began lapping at her quim with reckless abandon. Alyssa never thought in a million years she would have David's wife eating her out but here she was doing just that. She reveled in the control she had over this woman. Despite Grace's enthusiasm, she wasn't doing much except licking her labia. "Let me help you, Bitch." Alyssa pulled Grace's head hard into her crotch, her tongue finally slicing through her folds and into her canal. "Now lick." Grace was worried she wouldn't be able to follow through on that command. She really couldn't lick, but she did manage to wiggle her tongue to the best of her ability. Alyssa slid her free hand to massage her clit. Her breathing became labored. "Yes, Bitch. That's it. Keep doing that." The new encouragement spurred on Grace. Alyssa fell back onto the bed, her fingers on her clit matching the breakneck speed in which Grace's tongue was delving into her depths. She pushed Grace's head even further into her body, her face mashed into the black curls of her landing strip while her legs clamped around the sides of her face. She was on the brink. Grace was scared, but she kept going for fear of punishment. Alyssa's eyes clenched shut and her head thrashed around. "Oh my God, Bitch. I'm so close. So close. So..." That was it for the intelligible words as her climax swept through her body. Her legs relaxed and her hands slumped to her sides. All's Fair When You're In Love Grace sat back on her knees and waited for the verdict. She wanted her treat. Alyssa's breathing returned to normal and her eyes squinted open. She sat up and smiled, "Good girl." She gave Grace two gummy bears and then pulled out a shiny purple vibrator. "I know you're in heat too, so let me show you what you can earn." She put the vibrator to Grace's pussy and lightly massaged her womanhood. Grace got excited and began rocking into the new sensation. Now that Alyssa had her attention, she moved the tip to her clit and turned the vibrator to half speed. Grace let out a little squeal and desperately began to try to impale herself on the new toy in which her Master was pleasuring her. Alyssa smiled, "That's all you get for tonight." She pulled the vibrator away and threw it in her duffle bag. Grace gave a look of desperate sadness. Alyssa petted her. "That is your toy, but you have to earn the right to be played with that toy." Grace looked up, full of hope. She'd do anything to be able to play with that toy. "All you have to do Bitch, is get that man you saw earlier to love me. Rub up against him. Lick his crotch. Get him excited. But don't let him touch you or you'll never see that toy again." Grace sat up and licked Alyssa's cheek. She knew she wouldn't disappoint her Master. "Good girl. Now go to sleep." Grace fell onto all fours, crawled in a circle around the frayed nightie before curling up and went to sleep. Alyssa pulled up her shorts and then laid down as well, but sleep was hard to come by. She absolutely loved what she was doing to the love of her life's wife. She couldn't wait for David to finally be hers. She just needed patience. She needed him to come to her. David had a fitful night of rest. Not only was the day strenuous, tomorrow didn't appear to be that much better. But what was worse was after thirteen years of sleeping next to the woman he loved, the loneliness took its toll. Add to that, it seemed Grace didn't even want anything to do with him, her husband, and only wanted to be with Alyssa, a person she barely knew. It was all very confusing. He forced himself to stay in bed until the alarm sounded at five in the morning. When it did, he rushed to the spare bedroom. He silently opened the door, not wanting to wake Alyssa. After all her help, she deserved her sleep. He noticed Grace had stirred to the slight creek of the door opening and was staring at him. She always was a light sleeper. "Grace?" David asked hopefully. No response. "Grace, are you back Honey?" He took a step into the room and Grace went on all fours and showed her teeth, almost daring him to take one more step closer to her Master. It was then he realized she was nude. "Why are you naked?" David asked, not intending it to be said aloud. Alyssa had been awake the entire time; how could she have possibly slept? She was too anxious for the day. "Good morning," she tried to sound sleepy as she stretched. "What was it that you were saying?" She reached over and turned on the desk lamp. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." There was sincerity in his statement, but the concern for his wife was also evident in his voice. "It's not a problem. So what happened? Is she back to normal?" "Ah, no." David ran a hand through his hair. "I was curious why she was naked and on the floor." "Well, I tried to get her to sleep on the bed, but she refused to stay and as for the clothes," Alyssa reached down to grab the nightie and Grace obliged by shifting her weight so her Master could grab the fabric. "Wow, she really did a number on this. It's ripped in a couple of places. She must not like to wear clothes." Grace began whining as her bathroom urges had only gained in strength through the night. "What is it Grace?" David knelt to one knee. Grace crawled a couple of feet before turning her head back to face Alyssa. She was waiting for her Master. "All right, all right, I'm coming." Alyssa stood and Grace went toward the door. David thought it was for him and went to hug her. "Arf. Arf." Alyssa saw the tears forming in David's eyes at his wife's rejection to being held by him. He really had expected her to be back to normal but she seemed worse. At least yesterday, he could be her knight in shining armor and hold her in his arms. "David, maybe you shouldn't carry her. After all, neither of us really knows what she wants right now," Alyssa tried to console. "Better let her lead us." "I suppose you're right." David backed away from the door, defeated. It killed him to see his wife, a proud woman in her own right, reduced to that of a dog. Alyssa was ready to burst with joy. She wanted David to start reacting to his wife as he would a dog and letting her crawl around was the first step. Grace led everyone downstairs until she reached the sliding patio door. She then whined while scratching at the glass. "Maybe she heard something outside?" Alyssa already knew what she wanted, but decided to play ignorant. "Perhaps we should check it out?" She slid the door open and Grace quickly scurried off the deck. David watched in disbelief and Alyssa with joy as Grace first lifted her leg to pee and then squatted to take a shit. Grace held her head high as she came back into the house, proud she obeyed her Master. David buried his head in his hands, "How can I leave her alone if she needs to be let outside?" Alyssa took this opportunity to break the affectionate touch barrier. She pressed her body into his back and wrapped her arms around him in a reassuring way. "Why don't I stay with her? Besides, if you don't go to work, you'll blow a ten million dollar deal. Remember, you have that meeting with Mr. Gustafson to discuss him being a client at 12:30. Let me take care of her for you. It'll give me the time to make some phone calls too." David put his hands on Alyssa's. "Thanks." He glanced at the clock, "Damn, I have to hurry." "I'll call the office and have them assign Janine to you. Her boss just got shipped to San Francisco and she's good." "All right," David hollered back as he ran upstairs. "Just promise to take care of Grace." "I will." Alyssa finally let her jubilation appear with a big smile. "You did well Bitch." Alyssa wetted a handful of paper towels and cleaned up Grace. "There has got to be a better way to do this," She mumbled. When she was done she reached for a gummy bear. "There you go," Alyssa tossed it at her pet. Grace stood hunched on her knees, a proud expression on her face as she caught the treat in her mouth. "Nice catch. Just remember what you have to do to earn your new toy." Grace nearly forgot, as her need to go to the bathroom was too great. She darted immediately in the direction the man had gone. She was on a mission. She wanted her new shiny purple toy. David was almost ready for work. He had forgone his typical morning shower in lieu of the unforeseen delay that he encountered, but it couldn't be helped. He had just finished buttoning his white dress shirt and was tying his tie when Grace crawled in. He saw the look of determination in her eyes. "Grace, are what's the matter?" Grace upturned her nose when she heard that name. Master didn't like it so she didn't either. David let out a huff. He just finished his Windsor knot when Grace had started to rub her naked body against his thigh, her head nuzzling against his groin. His manhood reacted to the touch of his wife. He didn't know what to do. He was late, yes, but that wasn't on his mind. Could he really have sex with his wife while she was in this condition? His mind found clarity when she began licking his bulge through his pants. He unbuckled his belt and reached for Grace, intent on pulling her up and kissing her. She resisted and ran back downstairs. David stood there, confused as ever. Alyssa was on the phone with the head of the secretarial division at Arden Acquisitions. She informed him that David had an emergency that he needed her to take care of and she was hoping Janine could fill in for her for a short while. She specifically asked for Janine because she knew she was not only good, but she wouldn't try to go after David herself. She knew the secretaries very well and after all the work she was putting into this, she didn't want some floozy screwing it all up. Grace came in and laid by her feet and David came in soon after, still looking confused. Alyssa hung up the phone, "Okay, it's all set. Janine should be there when you arrive. Trust me when I say she's almost as good as me." David wasn't listening. "That was odd." He filled his insulated cup with coffee. "What was that?" Alyssa was eager to find out what her pet did, knowing she ran off to find him and came back a minute before he arrived. "Grace came into the bedroom and scoffed when I said her name. But the truly strange part was she seemed to be attacking me. Sexually I mean. When I went to reciprocate, she resisted and then frantically left." Alyssa glanced at David's pants. He was hard and his shaft was outlined in saliva. "Don't worry about it. I recall the last thing the hypnotist said was to make her think she was in heat. Maybe she just wanted to hump your leg." "You don't understand," David shook his head. "I almost fucked my wife while she thought she was a dog." He started crying. Alyssa embraced David. "It's not something to be upset about. Your reaction was a natural one. We all have primal urges and yours kicked in when a naked woman was molesting you." She kissed his cheek. "Now get going before you're really late. That wouldn't look good considering all your employees saw you drinking at the party last night." David allowed a small smile, "You know I couldn't do this without you. Thanks." When he left, Alyssa turned to Grace, "You know I couldn't do this without you. Thanks." She patted her head. For David, the day was chock full of worry. He still almost lost the Gustafson account due to the fact his mind wasn't into it. Luckily, Alyssa was right about Janine and she salvaged the problem. For Alyssa, the day was chock full of more obedience training, most notably was teaching Grace to go to the hose after going to the bathroom, let the water wet her, and then drag her ass on the ground to clean herself. She did not want to clean up shit again. It took some time, but with some hard spanks, she accomplished it. David rushed home to find Alyssa had just finished setting the table, a roast sitting at its center. Grace was not around. "David, so good to see you are home," Alyssa beamed a smile at him. "Come sit down and we'll talk." David obliged, his head looking around the room for Grace. "How was the Gustafson account? Did it go well?" Alyssa sat next to him, putting her hand atop his, immensely enjoying her portrayal of the happy housewife. "Fine. Janine was a big help. Where's Grace? Any change in her personality?" "First, allow me to say congratulations with the account. I know that was a big success for you. Grace is resting in the living room. Now let me tell you about my day." Alyssa gripped his hand tighter. "I spent most of it on the phone. I couldn't track down the Merlin guy at all. He's not listed, he doesn't have a website, and he's not affiliated with any entertainment agency in a fifty mile radius from here. I checked them all. I then contacted other hypnotists and they said there was nothing they could do without the 'trigger' word and they wouldn't be able to extract it." David was becoming fearful. Would his wife ever get back to normal? "But I still didn't give up," Alyssa continued her lie. "I called nearly every shrink in three counties. I finally got someone to help me, a Dr. Respert, and he told me that more than likely, it will wear off. That sometime in her past, she had a bad experience with a dog, the hypnotist triggered the memory, and this was somehow her retribution. He said we need to let it get out of her system and that could take some time. I also informed him about the 'heat' problem. He said if you act when she does it, you could scar her more." David put his head in his hands, "So she's acting like a dog because she wants to?" He shook his head. "I don't believe it. That doesn't make any sense." Alyssa stood and hugged David from behind, "Baby, don't get upset. He's an expert and we should trust him. Believe me, I checked out all his credentials. He graduated from Harvard." Alyssa smiled when he didn't object to her calling him 'Baby.' She knew he was too distraught to care, but it was all about planting the seed. "I didn't believe it either. I tried to get her to do something human. Something simple. I tried to get her to sit down and watch T.V. with me, but she wouldn't do it. She just curled up by my feet." She had to hide her smile as she thought about what really happened. She was watching T.V. with his wife's head buried her legs. "But don't worry. I'll stay here until she comes out of it. I want to help as much as I can." Alyssa then grabbed the large utensil fork and stabbed a piece of meat. "Here, have some roast. I had taken a culinary class when I was still in high school but I couldn't handle the speed of the kitchen. I go at my own pace to ensure everything tastes outstanding, so now you benefit from it." She put some of the beef on his plate followed by a scoop of potatoes. David just sat and enjoyed dinner, his wife was never this good of a cook, but what he appreciated most was Alyssa. She was putting her life on hold for him. She even found a capable replacement for her at the office. "You deserve a bonus." David said between bites. "I'm just glad I can help, so no thanks to the bonus," Alyssa laughed. Internally, she thought 'You're the only bonus I need.' "What kind of person would I be if I didn't help you in this unusual circumstance?" "I can never thank you enough for this." "You don't have to. I'm happy to help." David chuckled, "Okay, since you'll be helping me, I'm going to give you money to run the household and enough to supplement the income you'll be losing while you take a leave of absence. Deal?" "Deal." Alyssa sipped her wine. "By the way, I found out what Grace likes to be called." "What? How did you? What is it?" David was enthusiastic at the thought of possible communication with his wife. Alyssa put a fresh piece of roast on her empty plate. "Bitch, your dinner is ready." She then placed the plate on the floor. David stared dumbfounded, no way believing Grace would respond to that, but sure enough, moments later she came crawling into the dining room and began attacking the meat with just her mouth. "I tried every name I could think of after I spoke with the psychologist; Fido, Spot, Lassie. Nothing worked. Then I remembered the hypnotist. He never called her Grace, but he did refer to her as Bitch." "I'm not calling my wife that!" David exasperated. "I'm sorry David. I know this is hard for you, but she won't answer to anything else. That's the name she has given herself." David looked down at his wife. "Grace." Nothing. "Grace Anne Pearson." Nothing. "Honey," there was an almost pleading tone to his voice but still, nothing. "Bitch?" His heart sunk when Grace's head twisted up to look at him. "Seriously?" He let out a frustrated sigh. "Just remember," Alyssa comforted. "The doctor said to play along - for her sake. This is what she wants and if you let her, she'll come back to you." Life at the Pearson residence fell into a routine. For Alyssa, it was two things: the continuation of her plan and the degradation of Grace. The first required patience. The second she did constantly. She fed her dog food for breakfast, lunch, and whenever else David wasn't around. She bought her the largest size pet bed she could find for her to sleep in. She also had her pet pleasure her daily and then used the purple vibrator on her until she was about to cum and then stop; reminding her that she gets what she wants when David relents. She used the money and kept the household in perfect order and spent her money on provocative clothing and would sunbathe in the nude to enhance her body to entice David . Every so often, she would buy a squeaky toy for Grace and find amusement that she would play with it obsessively. But through all of that, she really was beginning to love her pet. She was always obedient. There was one odd encounter at the pet store when the shop clerk told her they were having a special on spaying and asked what breed of dog she had. Alyssa wondered how everyone would react if she brought her pet in. For David, the routine was difficult. He had a hard time coming to grips with calling his wife 'Bitch,' let alone treating her like a dog. But like a good soldier, he obeyed. The doctor that Alyssa spoke to had to know what he was talking about, he was a Harvard graduate after all. What was also hard was the fact his wife was constantly in heat. She never let up. Every chance she could, she mashed her nude body into his thigh or licked his dick through his pants. When he was able to get away from her, he would run into Alyssa wearing something either too small, too short, or too thin. He settled for masturbation sessions when he knew everyone was asleep, but even that started not to work as Grace would come in from time to time just crawling around, interrupting him. For Grace, all she wanted was release and didn't understand why that man was so stubborn. All he hed to do was please her Master. Alyssa was a good Master and she was trying like a mad dog to give her what she wanted. Stupid human; making her wait to enjoy her shiny purple toy. Over time, David began to change. He started to pet and play with Bitch. He would put his plate on the floor so she could lick it. He also took notice of Alyssa. Her youthful look, the way her black hair cascaded down to her shoulders, her athletic appearance. And her smile - wow- he loved that when he came home she was there affectionately smiling and was sincerely concerned about his day. And he absolutely loved the way she called him "Baby." It was a stark contrast to what his wife was. It wasn't better or worse, but he was able to appreciate the differences. He thought he had the perfect marriage, but he began to think 'could there be something more?' Alyssa knew David was teetering on the brink. He had even started calling her "Sweetie." But she was certain when he finally came home one day and didn't ask if there was any change in Grace. He seemed more upbeat as he ate dinner and had a wonderful conversation with her as he petted Bitch why she did her usual routine of rubbing and licking. At the end of the evening, when David said his usual goodnight to Alyssa, he reached up and cupped her face, his finger lightly making a small circle on her cheek. She looked up expectantly and he knew. He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers and she eagerly reciprocated. Alyssa was overwhelmed with happiness. It was happening. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth. As soon as she did, David's tongue went on the prowl, combing over every part of her mouth with precision. It was her first kiss with the man she loved for three years and she savored it. When they at last pulled away, both were smiling. "What do you say to staying in my room tonight?" David asked, his voice deep and full of want. Alyssa didn't hesitate, "How about forever?" David stood paralyzed for a moment. He glanced down to Bitch and blinked before smiling back at Alyssa. "Just promise me you won't get turned into a cat," He half chuckled out. "Promise." Alyssa pecked him on the lips. David took hold of Alyssa's hand and took a step toward the master bedroom but Alyssa didn't move. "I wanted you to know I bought something for Bitch." All's Fair When You're In Love "Are you sure this can't wait?" David hinted in his tone he was beyond ready for something else. "It's something I need you to do before I go in there. It'll only take a second." "All right, what is it?" David let out an amused sigh. Alyssa hurried into her room and pulled out the collar. Only this time there was an engraved pendant of a little poodle that said 'Bitch' as well as the house phone number. She came back and handed it to him. David stared at it. He understood what Alyssa needed. She needed to know it was over with Grace. He took a deep breath and approached Bitch. When he wrapped the collar around her throat, he whispered, more to himself than anyone, "Sorry Honey. I just can't wait for you any longer." He snapped it tight. He then reached down and took her wedding ring from her finger. Grace licked his cheek. David stood and faced Alyssa, "I'm not sure how I can get a divorce with her in that state of mind, but would you do me the honor of always being by my side? I love you, Sweetie." Alyssa held out her left hand and David slipped the ring on her finger. Tears of joy stormed down Alyssa's cheeks. She jumped in his arms and mauled him with quick kisses. "I love you too and that's a yes just in case you didn't realize." She kissed him again, this time with passion. "Let's celebrate in the bedroom, Baby." David carried Alyssa to the room. With each step, with an almost maniacal need after months of torment, he tore an article of clothing off her. Alyssa was over giddy in her own right, not relinquishing his lips with hers. As he set her down on the bed, she saw his erection, still down the left leg. She licked her lips in anticipation. After all this time, she was getting what she desired. Her hands went to his belt buckle, unclasping it in a fit of lust. David swiftly got rid of his tie. He then began unbuttoning his white shirt as his eyes looked over the young woman before him. She had a hard body, a nice tan, and her tits were pert - and she was attacking him with gusto. By the time he slid his shirt off, she had all his lower garments pooled at his feet. He went to push her down on the bed. "No," Alyssa responded to his nonverbal request. "I waited too long not to try this." Alyssa's head went forward, her lips encasing the head of her now former boss's cock, her tongue lightly coating it with saliva. She began nuzzling it in her cheek and then let it out with a pop. Her tongue ran up and down his shaft, playfully teasing every square inch. She pulled back with a smile, "Now this is a good piece of meat." Her head immediately went back to task. With her mouth open, she lunged forward, getting half way down his rigid pole. In a quick movement, she bobbed again, going even further. Her cheeks began to hollow as she put an airtight seal around his stiff rod and kept going up and down; further, harder, faster, and ultimately down her throat. David was in a state of bliss. Grace never deep throated him. She rarely even 'kissed it' as she had called it. But here was Alyssa giving him a blowjob like a professional. His hips involuntarily started to rock forward, meeting her movements with precision. After eight months with just his hand, he was about ready to blow. He looked down at the sight of this wanton woman and he realized he wanted more than this. It was to be their first time together and he wanted it to be memorable for her as well. David pushed Alyssa back and this time she didn't stop him. He crawled up her body, kissing and licking along the way; feet, legs, thighs were all covered with small pecks. He came to her pussy and he inhaled. The scent was intoxicating. He let out a small breath and her body gave a small shudder, causing him to smile. He momentary paused for anticipation before he licked from top to bottom to get acquainted. He then began a detailed assault, his tongue started at the lips, grazing over each, before slowly inserting further, swirling as it went. He was meticulous in his devouring, not a speck of her channel untouched by his actions. His hands, not to be outdone, assisted as well, with one moving to her breasts and the other finding a home on her mons, allowing access for his thumb to graze her special pearl. Alyssa was writhing. All this time, she just knew David would be the considerate lover she never had and here he was proving as such. Any of her boyfriend's prior never would have done this without her insistence and then it was only a halfhearted attempt. But this... he was taking his time, working her up to a frenzy and she needed an outlet - Now. Alyssa wrapped her legs around David, rocking twice before she had enough of him to flip him over. She quickly straddled her confused man, soon to be lover. "I need you inside me." Alyssa grabbed hold of his cock and put it right at her entrance. He didn't hesitate and thrust his hips upward as she slid down. "Oh fuck yeah, David. Fuck me!" That was something else David wasn't used to - dirty talk. But he knew he could definitely get used to it. It spurred him on even more and he grunted his response as his forceful insertions became more frequent. "Holy fuck, your cock just fills me up. I love it!" Alyssa was bouncing at a fervent pace, meeting each thrust with a sense of purpose. She also pulled out all of her tricks. First, she added a quick grinding movement with each impalement. She then moved forward and back with each plummet. But when she twisted her frame atop his cock, screwing him like a corkscrew, they both lost it. David let out a long guttural moan of satisfaction while Alyssa wailed something fierce, panting as she collapsed on top of David's muscular physique. David enveloped Alyssa in his arms, his fingers playfully entangling in her hair. "So what should we do with Bitch when we go on our honeymoon?" Bitch went into the spare bedroom and grabbed hold of her oversized doggy bed with her teeth. She dragged it into the master bedroom and placed it by the foot of the bed. She gazed happily at Alyssa, her Master, at finally getting her man. She curled up into her bed with dreams of tomorrow. She was sure she would get to play with her shiny purple toy for as long as she wanted. That and the fact there was no happier life than hers.