Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
49. Meanwhile
It was the end of a long day...Glen had loaded his pets in his truck
and driven home...he was happy...Brandy seemed to be accepting her
place....Bruno was happy...maybe he would not have to show her the
tapes he had made.
Brandy lay in the cage as the truck bounced down the roads...she had
made an effort today she did not understand...Glen had been
quiet..moody after Dude had been punished and she had done all she
could to make him smile...when he had...her own heart had lightened.
Silently she watched him drive, her vision blurred by the covering
mesh on her travel cage...
Pulling into his yard, Glen set about letting his pets out. Bruno
immediately set about marking his territory...Brandy knelt in the yard
next to Glen...silent as always, but pressed against his leg. His hand
dropped to stroke her hair absently. He was startled into looking down
when she pressed her mouth to his palm and kissed it.
"I wish I could talk to you....you seem intelligent...and it is the
one thing I miss..Bruno communicates...but ..well its not the same as
talking to a lover or a friend..even a wife." Brandy's eyes followed
his lips..she could see what he was saying...and was touched by it in
a strange way. Here was a man who was holding her captive...making her
fuck and suck his dog...and he seemed...lonely. She glanced over at
Bruno and then back at Glen. Her mind mulled over what had happened
during the last days and nights. Silently she sat and watched Glen.
NuBaby was pretty much her only friend...so few people knew Amerslan,
that even in a crowd she was alone. Unable to hear..she had lost her
capacity for speech...she had her books...her work...but it had been a
lonely existence. Could it be that Glen too felt outside the world
looking in? Glen hooked the leash to her collar and signaled her that
she was to heel...crawling along behind him, she was surprised to find
how much she wanted to please him...how little not walking meant to
her. He led her to the bushes and she sqauted...forcing her body to
relieve itself at his command...even this..knowing his eyes were on
her...seemed almost right somehow. Glen bent and cleaned her as she
finished and led her toward the house.
It was a quiet evening they spent...Glen watching TV and Bruno napping
or chewing on a bone. Brandy lay at Glens feet and watched him...she
knew that she was there as a mate for Bruno...but, she looked at the
man who owned her... Silently as he watched STNG, she climbed up on
the couch and eased his zipper down...Gently almost worshipfully she
pulled his cock from his pants and began to lick and suck at it. Glen
looked down at the dark head nuzzling in his lap...His hand stroking
and urging her efforts onward as he traced her soft breasts and back.
"Do you know how lonely I've been...how much I 've wanted a bitch like
you...for me...and for Bruno...are you really so eager to stay with us
little pet?" He knew she could not hear him...but just having her to
talk to...eased the emptiness a little. He pulled her head from his
lap and lifted her slight weight in his arms. rising he carried her
from the couch to the bedroom and closed Bruno out...tonight
...tonight was for him and for her.
Brandy moaned as he parted her legs to kiss her wet cunt.....maybe
life wasn't so bad here after all......
