Patty's new life
Tuesday was the most horrible day in Patricia's life. Standing at the door in
her cheerleader outfit with nothing underneath she felt exposed and vulnerable,
but knowing what was going to happen was even worse. When the first colleagues
arrived she was submitted an heavy petting, kissed, looked at and discussed.
Then without even asking her they decided to fuck her. She was bent down and
Andy took out his fucktool as he called it and without more preambles he started
to fuck vigorously her very moist cunt. Marco decided to try the other end and
forced Miss Patricia Johnson to blow him. They were having a great time, more
co-workers arrived and all of them cheered and applauded. When Andy and Marco
finished two more men took their place. Patricia couldn't believe what was
happening to her. She was being fucked in her own office in front of her staff
and without even asking for her agreement. And she knew they could not only see
or touch her most private parts but feel free to use them. Some people were
taking pictures. Mr. Anand was also there enjoying the scene with his left hand
groping Paola's ass in front of him and his right hand fondling Rebecca's cunt,
standing close behind him. If the women cared they did not show.
One hour later a totally debased Patricia was allowed to wash herself and to
tidy herself up. The office started its normal schedule. When Patricia came out
of the rest rooms she didn't really know what to do.
Peter was sitting in her, no, his office and doing what till last week was her
job. He looked up and seeing her he smiled, then he went on working. She went
into the main room, people looked at her and continued working, than she saw
Dominica near the photocopier. With a gentle nod she was told to come. The first
Dominica did was to slap her face for not assuming the right posture. "Venga,
Puta, comportate como lo que eres" and then in English "Open your slutty mouth,
put your feet apart, hands behind" shouted Dominica. Patricia went red. Then
Dominica looking her into her eyes slowly started fingering her slit. "Patty, I
think you should ask Peter to put a dog collar on you. I think it suits you" she
said slowly fingerfucking her in midst of the office. Patricia was absolutely
ashamed of being toyed with like this in her office and by another woman.
Dominica than frenchkissed her and increasing the rhythm of her finger brought
Patricia to an orgasm, then she dismissed her.
When Patricia came out of Peter's office she wore her new dog collar, and only
her new dog collar cause her cheerleader outfit was gone. There she was in her
full naked glory in front of more than 20 dressed people. The whole morning she
was ordered around, touched, fucked and forced to give blowjobs. In the
afternoon Peter decided she should walk on all fours, suggestion immediately
welcomed by the team. During lunchtime he had bought kneepads which he ordered
her to put on, then on her fours he tied her ankles to her thighs, clipped a
lead on her collar and demonstratively walked her around. During the rest of the
day she was not allowed nor to stand up nor to talk. They didn't even call her
by her name but whistling just to fingerfuck her or to stick candles into her
cunt or ass. "Tomorrow I'll bring a tail" suggested Andy "why don't we pierce
her nipples" asked Frida massaging her hanging tits and looking deep into the
eyes of her former friend. "Pierce her nipples and her clit too" added a few
minutes later Paola sitting with her legs apart, with her thumb deep in
Patricia, four finger massaging her nether lips and clit meanwhile Patricia's
head was hidden under her skirt.
Patricia herself was a turmoil. All this was too much for her. She just hoped to
get home and perhaps flew away, into another state, another country. How could
she again come into this office? Look at these horrible people? What would they
do with the pictures they took this morning and what would they do to her or
even worse made her do?
But by now all she could do is go on licking another woman's cunt, and again
close to orgasm due to Paola's ministrations.
From Patty ...
Slowly the people were leaving the office and Patricia was still on all fours
attached by her leash in a corner. She had been there for almost an hour for all
of them to see. Leaving and happily chatting they mostly ignored her naked and
humiliated boss and she just got some slaps on the ass or they gentle stoked her
hair. Andy and Megan were leaving together talking normally, but Andy's hand was
on Megan's butt who didn't fight it and Patricia made out Andy's words:"... a
dog collar on you too".
Finally there were only two people (pets doesn't count) left in the office:
Frida and Peter.
Patricia saw them coming and thought they would fondle her a little or perhaps
fuck her (how easily she was accepting this, she thought) and than leave but she
didn't expect what was about to happen.
"Peter, I've talked to Klaus and he agrees we can keep a pet" Frida was saying
"So, please, pleeease, let me take her home. I promise I'll look after her.
Bitte, bitte, bittchen " She finished pleading in German.
Peter looked at Patricia who was saying no with her head and than at Frida who
had folded her hands in front as if praying and looked at him with her best
puppy dog eyes nodding yes. Than he sentenced: "No, Frida, Patty is not your
pet. She has worked hard today and does not deserve any more effort.
Frida doesn't notice the strange intonation Peter gave the word "your "and not
to the word "pet". When Frida left, Peter behaved like a gentleman. He untied
Patricia's leash, cut the ties of her ankles and helped her to get up, then he
brought out of his office a pretty, long, dark blue evening gown for her to put
on and undid her collar. He even knelt down to take off her kneepads. Patricia
was absolutely astonished and wasn't able to say a single word. Was this the
same Peter?
He gently asked her if she wanted to go to the restrooms and she nodded yes.
When she came out he was ready to leave the office and waited for her at the
open door. She just went through it
"Thank you" she said. "You're welcome, Miss Johnson" he answered "I was
wondering if you would accept to have dinner with me and my family tonight".
Patricia really wouldn't but Peter had been so kind to her not letting Frida
take her home, that she accepted.
The dinner was great. Patricia met Anna, Peter's second wife, Paul (20) and Igor
(17) his sons. She was presented as "Miss Patricia Johnson, my boss". Paul and
Igor looked at Patricia when ever they thought she is not looking and Patricia
didn't know if it was cause of her beauty her because Peter had told them more
about her last performances.
"Paul, please if you go on looking at Miss Johnson like this she is going to
feel unease" said Peter in a soft voice and added " even I can understand you".
When they finished the dinner Anna showed her the wine cellar. It was a big room
with a lot of free space in the middle. Anna told her that sometimes they
organize little parties and than they dance there. She immediately put on some
music and lights to show her. Peter and his sons came down too and he started to
dance with his wife. Patricia stood there smiling and waiting to go up again
when she heard Igor asking: "May I have this dance ?"
Surprised by the coolness of this teenager to ask his daddy's boss for a dance
she couldn't deny
dancing with him.
He was a surprisingly good dancer. After the second song the little finger of
his right hand had reached the upper part of her bottom, gently she corrected
his hand just to feel that his left hand was now on her buttock. Shamed she
tried to cut short this dance. When they finished it was Paul who wanted to
dance with her. All the time Peter and Anna hadn't stopped dancing and Anna even
encouraged his older son to dance with Patty what finally he did. He too managed
it to feel up her ass and Patricia was ashamed cause she knew Anna and Peter saw
it.
The rest of the evening was uneventful. Peter treated her all over the evening
like a real gentleman and even drove her home. "Tomorrow morning I'll pick you
up at nine, because we have an appointment outside the office, so please dress
for business" was all he said when leaving.
...to pet
At 9 o'clock he picked her up. She was dressed in a two pieces red suit with a
short skirt and red shoes, her make-up was perfect, her hair done. "Where are we
going, Peter?" she asked when coming into the car. "Just to a notary to settle
same legal points" he answered starting the machine "it will take you only few
minutes".
"But I've brought nothing with me" complained Miss Johnson.
"Don't worry Padma is bringing everything over"
"Padma?" She asked.
"Oh, well for you it's Mr Anand"
"Ah, Mr. Anand... and you call him Padma?"
"Of course, we have been friends for more than ten years now, don't you remember
it was me who suggested you to hire him" He asked and without awaiting an answer
he put his hand on her thigh and moving it up and down he went on saying "and I
think he has done a great work, don't you think so Patty?
Patricia froze. This unexpected touch chilled her to the bones. She wanted to
take off his hand but wasn't able to do it.
"Yes, a very good job he is going to finish today" said Peter smiling whilst his
hand was now touching her cunt. Patricia was shocked twice, first cause of the
touch itself and second cause now she realized she were not wearing panties and
she didn't do it on purpose.
"Patty kiss me" Peter ordered and Patricia couldn't stop herself and kissed him.
"Nice, nice and now take my cock out and suck it" Peter said. Patricia was
determined not to do it but her hands didn't obey her and when she had the cock
out off the zipper she started to suck it as if her life depended on it.
"Well; Patty, stop we've arrived" Peter hadn't finished but he put back his
penis and slowly drove into a garage. Padma Anand was there. The small Indian
dressed in a black suit greeted Peter amicably and then said in a harsh voice:
"Patty come and greet me" Patty again wanted to disobey this order and again
she wasn't able. She frenchkissed him whilst he felt her thoroughly up. Then he
took his briefcase and went towards the lift chatting to Peter.
"Benjamin Gibson, Notary" was all she read on the door before an old man opened
it.
"Mister Peter Wilkinson, I suppose" greeted the notary.
"Mister Benjamin Gibson, I suppose" answered Peter laughing. Then they shook
hands.
Peter introduced Padma as a friend and witness. Patricia was absolutely ignored.
When they sat at the table Peter told her to kneel beside him and started
touching her ass.
She felt humiliated but redfaced she knelt down. Mr. Gibson was reading the
documents and than handed them over to Peter to sign them, what Peter did
immediately. Than for the first time he spoke to Patricia: "Miss Johnson if you
are voluntary agreeing, please sign and put your fingerprint on the documents,
you know I've to hear you agreeing before I can legalize them.
Patricia started reading and went red. Peter didn't know if it was anger or
shame. There she knelt reading she was giving her company, her house, her car,
her bank accounts to the man who was openly feeling her up. Peter said "sign it"
and slowly fighting with all her soul she signed it.
Then Mr. Gibson produced a second document for her to sign and put her
fingerprints on. She read again. If before she was close to tears now she was
openly crying. She couldn't sign this, no, no way. This was too demanding,
before signing it she would prefer to die. She read:
I, miss Patricia Johnson, born in .... She over-read all the details ...
Agree to the following points:
1) I'll lose my Status as USA citizen and as human being in general
2) I become Mr. Peter Wilkinson's pet to all legal effects.
3) My new name is now Bossy
4) Mr. Peter Wilkinson is free to use, keep, sell, hire, mutilate or slaughter
Bossy
5) Bossy is not allowed to talk and it's vocal cords will be modified for her to
bark only
6) Bossy is not allowed on furniture
7) Bossy is not allowed to dress or walk like humans if not told.
Bossy's Pawprints Patricias signature
"Have you read the document Miss Johnson ?" asked Mr. Gibson "...and if you
willingly agree than please sign and put your fingerprints on it". "You know the
fingerprints are very important on that document cause as a pet your sign has no
legal force."
"No", Miss Patricia Johnson whimpered, "please not..."
"But, Patty, you have no choice" spoke Peter "I have promised Igor and Paul I'll
bring them a pet to play with and to show their friends. I know they liked you
and I suppose it will be a surprise as great as it was when I brought Anna; and
Padma has bought and installed a kennel in the office just for you" "and don't
forget the appointment I made with the surgeon" added Mr. Anand. "So, Patty, put
your paws on that document and stop talking". Miss Johnson fought all she could
but she printed her fingers on that awful document. Than Peter produced from
nowhere "her" collar, kneepads and a leash.
To be dressed like a free woman and collared like this was even more humiliating
than being nude. The notary congratulated Peter cause now he was a rich man and
squatted down to thoroughly touch Peter's pet. His hands fondled her cunt and
tits he slapped her ass and finally order her to blow him.
Before leaving the notary she was order to strip naked following rule 7, then
they left. Two dressed men with a pretty, naked woman on her fours lead by a
leash.
They drove directly to the veterinary clinic to modify her vocal cords and for
her to get all the prescriptive vaccines. There she was put into an individual
cage, then they left.
Patricia looked around to see "other" dogs in cages like hers. The guard looked
at her and smiled. No, this wasn't possible. This guy was Aaron, from college.
The worst student she ever met and an absolutely jerk. "What a surprise, isn't
this Miss Pricktease Johnson" he said leaving his chair approaching her cage.
"No, please, Aaron let me alone" she pleaded. "But Patricia I'm so glad to see
you, to see all of you " he corrected and started fondling her ass. She tried to
avoid his contact but didn't succeed. "Patricia wait here" he said cynically
"I'm going to bring my new digital camera. I'm sure I still have our classmate's
e-mails. That would be a big surprise, don't you think so, Miss Johnson?
Patricia didn't answer. There she was naked, in a cage fondled by a stupid guy
and without any possibility of escape. Now the same guy she would have laughed
at for asking her for a dance was freely touching her cunt and tits.
And worse, all her classmates will soon now, and perhaps profit, her new Status.
She, Miss Patricia Johnson, was now Bossy, a pet to play with and fuck. Life is
horrible, for Bossy of course.
Back to office
When Peter and Padma came into the office, Rebecca greeted them as if she hadn't
seen them for years. They both groped her noting she wore no panties and that
she didn't object being touched like this. Than they went into the main room. At
first sight everything seemed normal but then they noticed...
It will continue ...
