Chapter 1
Today was a lovely day. We were going on holiday! The retro Volkswagen van was in the driveway. We'd lovingly restored it and converted it into a camper van. A pet proof camper van... It was early in the morning and I was happily packing all our stuff, while Sir made sure the van was ready. A task that didn't go too quickly, because moving around on all fours with a lot of stuff to carry isn't easy. But Sir gleefully told me that I wouldn't be needing any clothes for myself, so that would at least save me some time. This had me worried a little, because I had no idea where we were going. But, it wasn't my decision to make and I didn't trouble myself any further with it. I was however, instructed to pack all of my toys. I needed a whole bag just to fit them all in. At 9 am, we were ready to go. I was still naked, but Sir had made me put on my sneakers. Was I going on holiday like this? "Here pet" Sir said. I sat up in front of him, front paws next to my tits. Exactly how Sir likes it. He put on my mittens and fastened them together behind my back with a padlock. Then he put on my collar and locked it as well. With a big grin, he held up my chastity belt. "I've made some alterations" he said and he showed me. Inside were now two dildos. Of course I knew where they would be going... "there are electrodes in them which I can operate with this remote. I need my pet to behave of course during the journey" he said, while holding up a black box with several buttons on it. With some effort, I managed to insert both dildos. One in my cunt and in in my ass. I sighed, feeling very stuffed. How long was I going to have to wear these, I wondered. Sir put on the belt and made it tight! Then he put a padlock through the buckle, clicked it shut and put the keys in his pocket. The belt wasn't going to come off soon, I guessed. Sir attached a chain to my collar and I walked behind him to the van. "If you promise to behave, you can sit with me in the front" Sir said. I nodded vigorously. Of course I wanted to behave! I climbed into the van with some help from my owner and sat down on the passenger seat. Sir locked my chain to the dashboard. Sitting down wasn't very comfortable with the two big dildos filling me up, but I managed to relax a little. Sir sat down behind the wheel and started the car. Off we went. I moaned whenever there was a bump in the road, causing the dildos to penetrate even deeper. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Sir smile. When we'd been driving a while, Sir said he was in desperate need of a coffee. We stopped for gas and he went inside the petrol station. "Hmm coffee, that sounds good" I thought. When Sir returned, I saw he was carrying just one cup. He got back behind the wheel and sighed contentedly while sipping his coffee. I looked at him jealously and opened my mouth to speak. Before I could though, a hard shock zapped my cunt and ass. I jumped and gave a yelp! "I told you to behave", Sir said. "Pets don't talk, do they?" I knew better than to reply and just shook my head and stared out the window. The journey continued and I had trouble concentrating on anything else but the dildos. Sir had switched on the radio and was drumming his hands on the steering wheel, singing along. I wanted to sing as well, but of course pets don't do that. I got restless and started to move around a little. Even worse, I felt I had to pee. I knew from past experiences that I had better wait and hold it, if I didn't want to be punished. Unconsciously, I moved around more and more. Another hard shock and another jump from me. "You're making me nervous pet", Sir said. "I've got to focus on the driving you know. You're just sitting there, taking it easy. I'm the one that has to do all the hard work". I balked at this, this wasn't fair! Stupidly, I started to tell him as much, which resulted in another, even harder shock. I was almost in tears now, and even worse; it increased the pressure I felt in my bladder. "Now, if you behave yourself until the next stop, you get to pee. It's only half an hour away". Chapter 2 I was on my best behaviour for the next 30 minutes. I really didn't want to miss my bathroom break! The rocking and bumping of the car provided pleasant stimulation and I enjoyed myself in silence, closing my eyes from time to time. At one point, Sir held a water bottle In front of me and I took some sips. "Not far now pet," Sir said. I was grateful for that, though I did wonder how I was going to go to the toilet completely naked. That would surely get us in trouble wouldn't it? When we arrived at the next stop, Sir parked the van close to the bushes. He got out and went around to the passenger side to unlock my chain from the dashboard. "Hop out pet, you can do it," Sir said. Carefully, because my hands were still secured in the mittens behind my back, I jumped to the ground. Sir caught me and made sure I landed on my feet. I looked around anxiously, I felt very vulnerable like this. Calmly, he pulled out his key ring and unlocked the chastity belt. He told me to take it off and I did, carefully. I sighed, It suddenly felt empty now. Then, my owner pulled on the chain that was still connected to my collar and led me to the bushes. We stopped next to a tree and Sir told me to go ahead and pee. I squatted awkwardly and tried to relax. That wasn't easy, especially with Sir watching me. He was looking at his watch and told me I had 1 minute. That made it even harder to relax! Finally, I was able to let go and the relief was lovely. But halfway through, Sir stopped me; "Minute's up, you've had your time." I cursed, I wasn't finished yet! Sir slapped my left tit hard. "I told you to stop, didn't I? With a lot of difficulty, I managed to stop the flow, feeling frustrated and not as relieved as I'd hoped. "Damn you Sir!" I said, regretting it instantly. He said nothing. Just pulled on my chain, directing me back to the van. He opened up the back door and almost lifted me inside. Then he bent me forward over the small dining table, pushing my face down and spanked me hard. When my ass felt like it was on fire, Sir stopped. "Stay here and don't move a muscle" he growled, as he fastened my chain to a leg of the table. I obeyed, and I heard him get out of the van and walk off. He'd left the door open and my ass was completely on display to anyone who decided to look inside. Still, I didn't dare move, so I just waited. When he returned I saw him holding his coffee cup and my bowl. He set the bowl on the floor and poured the coffee in. I felt relieved. Coffee, I'd been craving that! He told me to get on my knees and drink. I knelt down and took a sip. Cold! Sir must have seen the look on my face and he said "that's what pets get when they misbehave. They should be grateful for the leftovers their owner give them. Reluctantly, I slurped the nasty cold coffee until the bowl was empty. Sir pinched my cheek. "Good pet". "It's time to continue the trip, or we'll never get there before the evening," Sir said. "I don't want any more trouble from you though, so you can spend the rest of the trip in your cage." The cage had been an important part of pet-proofing the van. Sir had built it to fit exactly under one of the benches of the dining area which consisted of two couches with a table in the middle. The table could be lowered to fit in between the couches to convert it into a bed at night. Of course I wasn't allowed to sleep with Sir in the bed, that was a privilege that rarely got granted. Pets normally sleep in their cage. Mercifully, Sir had brought my soft blanket and it was laying on the floor of the cage. "Get in," Sir said. He unlocked the chain from my collar and I got down in front of the cage, shuffling forwards on my knees. It was difficult with my hands still fastened behind my back, but it didn't look like they were going to be released any time soon. When I was halfway inside the cage, Sir pushed against my butt with his shoe and I was shoved forwards, flat on my stomach. At least I was completely inside now. I could only just sit on my knees, but I couldn't raise my upper body, forcing me to kneel down or lie curled up inside. Sir knelt down beside the cage; "If there's anything you want to say before we continue the journey, now is your chance." I looked up at him with some difficulty and told him that I was quite hungry. I saw Sir walk off, only to return a minute later. He threw some dog biscuits on the floor of the cage and petted my head." Now behave, my little trouble maker. With some luck we'll be at the campground before dark. I'm sure it will be fun. For me, at least...." Chapter 3 I tried to make myself comfortable, which wasn't easy, having to kneel down with my hands behind my back. The dog biscuits were in front of me, but I didn't really want to eat them. I was hungry though, my stomach was rumbling. Reluctantly, I managed to pick one up with my mouth and chewed on it. The taste wasn't too bad, but I couldn't say I liked it. I decided to leave the other biscuits until I was seriously hungry. After just sitting for a while, my legs were getting numb. As gingerly as I could, I tried to lay down. With a thud, I flopped down on my side. This wasn't the most elegant move, but at least now I was more comfortable. I couldn't stretch my legs so I lay curled up on my blanket. The van rocked gently with every bump and bend in the road and soon I drifted off to sleep. Just when the van came to a halt, I woke up again. It was dark outside, I must have slept for a few hours. Suddenly, I saw my owners' feet appear in front of me. He unlocked the door of the cage and told me I could come out. With some trouble I managed to get back on my knees again and stuck out my hands, expecting him to unlock my mittens. He didn't though, he just kept standing there. He gave my still sore ass a hard smack an told me that he didn't have all day. I huffed and scooted backwards. This was a difficult process because of the cramped conditions. Another smack and I tried to hurry up. When I was out, Sir grabbed my neck and pushed my face down to the floor. I suddenly felt something cold and slippery on my ass, and felt the butt plug with my tail being pushed in. I usually wear it, but that wasn't possible when the chastity belt was on. "Now you're looking like a real pet" Sir said, satisfied. "Turn around, sit up!" Her ordered. When I was sitting on my knees in front of him, paws next to my tits Sir said; "I see you didn't finish you snack... that's quite ungrateful isn't it? You asked for them yourself." I knew better than to say anything and just watched as he picked them up off the floor of the cage. He held one in front of me; "eat up pet, you never know when you'll get fed again." Apprehensively, I opened my mouth and Sir shoved the whole biscuit in. "Only five more to go" he said, cheerfully. I chewed and chewed and the taste wasn't getting any better. Luckily, Sir let me sip some water from a bottle between bites so I was able to get them all down in the end. It even earned me a pat on the head. When I'd finished, Sir opened the side door and I could see we were in a wooded area, parked next to a building. He unlocked the clasp holding my wrists together and I gratefully stretched my arms and shoulders. The mittens didn't come off though. I used a paw to wipe hair out of my face that had been bugging me for a while. "Stay" Sir said as I saw him rummage through a cupboard. He turned around holding something up; "knee pads!" he said. "This terrain is a little too rough for you to crawl around without them. Now stand up, so I can put them on." When he was done, he told me to hop out of the van and get back on all fours again. I sat there in the warm evening breeze, just taking everything in... we were in the woods, with a large clearing in the middle. There were some lanterns and torches softly lighting everything and giving the place a nice atmosphere. Around the edges of the clearing were cabins and all sorts of different buildings. There was a grass field, with pick nick tables, barbecues, tents and caravans. I saw a tennis court and a lake in the distance. And in the middle of all this, a large elevated wooden platform. On the platform stood a few wooden pillars and were those... stocks? I looked again. I swallowed...This was all very intimidating, scary... But I could feel a tingling sensation spread through me, flushing my cheeks and go down, straight to my cunt. "Well I see you like our accommodations," Sir smiled. "So do I," he said, looking around with a big grin on his face. "So do I..." "Time to check in" Sir said, clipping a leash to my collar. I crawled behind him to the reception building. Next to the entrance was a big plaque that read: "pets must be kept on a leash at all times." I wondered if they meant real pets or... pets like me... Chapter 4 Sir opened the door and I followed him inside. The reception looked just like a regular reception would. There was a large man of around 45 behind the desk who greeted my owner cheerfully. He shook his hand and introduced himself as Jim. "Good to see you've arrived! Welcome to Pine cone forest, or as everyone else calls it: The Woods. Meet my wife Angela" he said, as a beautiful black haired woman stepped into the room. She waved and looked at me. "And this must be your pet. How lovely. We have some great facilities for owners and their pets here, you'll have a great time. I'm sure you've already read all about it," she winked at Sir. "Why don't you take care of the paperwork with Jim, while I take care of the inspection" Sir smiled back at her and handed her my leash. "Good idea," he said and walked towards the counter. I looked around, confused... whu...what inspection? And why did Sir hand me over to this woman? She tied my leash to an eye bolt in the wall and walked off. I just sat there, feeling very small and unsure. She returned carrying a clip board and pen. She was also wearing gloves. Kneeling down next to me she said; "let's get you checked out then sweetie, I'm sure everything will be fine and you and your owner can get set up." I looked at the sheet of paper on the clip board. It read "compulsory pet checkup." Angela must have seen my puzzled expression, and she finally offered some explanation. "Regulations. We need to check pets before they can stay on the campground, on health and overall condition. Now stay still." She walked around me, looking me over. I was very naked and felt myself shrink under her gaze. She was talking quietly to herself, while writing things down. Without warning, she lifted my tail. I wanted to turn my ass away from her, feeling very exposed all of a sudden, but she grabbed my collar and stopped me. "Tssk, it's only a little checkup. Nothing to worry about. Just sit still now, that's a good dog." I felt my face burning. I have been naked around another people sometimes, but never this close up and personal. And now a stranger was looking at my pussy, which was betraying me big time. I really really hoped that she didn't notice the inevitable wetness. That hope was short lived though, as I felt the woman's gloved fingers separate my labia. I heard her make an appreciative sound and then the scratching of pen on paper. What the hell! Was she also writing this down!? I looked over at my owner, praying that he'd be done soon. He saw me looking at him, and winked at me. This calmed me a little, I knew it was alright. Humiliating, but alright. After a thorough check of the inside of my mouth and teeth and some more prodding and poking, Angela announced that I had passed the checkup with flying colours. "Not even a flee on this one," she said with delight. Sir returned and looked at me proudly. "Yes, she's a perfect pet. A little naughty sometimes, but nothing that can't be corrected," he said with glee. He untied my leash and told me to crawl in front of him, back outside. "Jim gave us a nice spot next to the clearing to set up the van. Let's get set up shall we? I'm craving a nice glass of whiskey" Chapter 5 I wanted to climb into the van, but Sir stopped me. "It's time for your walk, pet. I really don't feel like having to get up to do it later. Besides, no accidents are allowed inside the campground. You can go pee on the way to our spot." Sir told me to go stand next to the drivers' side door and stay. He locked my mittens behind my back again. To my astonishment, he got in behind the wheel and took hold of my leash through the open window. "Keep up pet!" He said while starting the engine. Slowly he moved the van forward. I had no choice but to follow. We went down a forest road and up ahead I saw the campground. I struggled to keep up and I had to run a little. My tits bounced when I ran and I felt quite naked and vulnerable. I saw a man on a bike coming our way and I wanted to hide. But there was no way to do that! I prayed that he would just continue cycling but instead he stopped. Sir stopped the van and despite my embarrassment, I was glad to catch my breath. The man, who must have been in his mid thirties, happily greeted us and told us he was staying at Pine Cone Forest as well. "I'm Jason. You're welcome to join me at the campfire for a whiskey," he told Sir. Sir nodded in agreement, waved and started the van again. A few hundred metres further, we stopped and I was allowed to do my business. Sir told me this was the last toilet break I'd have until the morning, so I did my best. Luckily, our camping spot was close by. When we arrived, it was quit outside. Most people must have gone to bed, considering it was night time already. I did notice that our spot had a nice view of the clearing, where the stocks were... The first thing Sir did, was take a long tent peg with a ring attached to it, and hammered it into the ground. He replaced my leash with a chain and locked it to the peg. "Yes pet, rules are rules... you'll have to be leashed while we're here. Now sit!" He ordered. I sat down on the grass on my knees and watched my owner set up the van. He twisted a lever, and the roof came up. Another lever and the awning rolled out above us. I saw him take out a wine bottle and my bowl. My mouth watered...I was longing for a nice drink! He put the bowl in front of me. Then he took a chair, set it down next to me and poured himself a nice glass of whiskey. When he sat down he sighed contentedly, petting my head, ruffling my hair. This was bliss, and I almost purred involuntarily. We just sat, silently enjoying the night sky, our drinks and the smell of the forest. About half an hour later, Sir got up and unlocked my chain. "Time for bed pet," he said. We brushed our teeth in the toilet facilities close by and Sir locked me in my cage for the night. My wrists were unlocked, but the mittens stayed on. Sir told me I would be wearing my tail plug for the rest of the week so, except for toilet breaks, that wasn't coming out either. I curled up and tried to get comfortable while Sir converted the table into a bed by lowering it between the couches and putting a foam mattress on top. He got under the duvet and bid me goodnight. It was quit and very dark here... no cars going past, no planes overhead. Just the soft sound of crickets chirping. The events of the day were more tiring than I'd thought and soon I drifted off into a blissful sleep. I woke up to the sound of birds singing and the sun shining in trough the open doors of the van. Sir was already outside and, from the smell of it; cooking breakfast. I tried to sit up, but the cage was too small to do that. I wanted to let Sir know I was awake though, but I wasn't allowed to speak. I knew what I had to do, but I still felt stupid doing it. "Puppies don't talk... they whine or bark..." I cleared my throat and let out a small "rrrruff...woof!" Instantly, my face went crimson. What if someone else heard me? My owner looked up, all smiles though, and came over to me. "Sleep well little pet?" He asked. I let out another small bark and wagged my tail. He seemed happy with that and unlocked the cage. Once I was outside, chained to the peg again, I noticed that there was a lot of activity going on. People were up, busy with breakfast and... walking their pets, playing fetch... In the cabin next to us was a couple, sitting outside in the morning sun. The man sat on a chair, reading a newspaper and a woman elegantly sat next to him on a big plump cushion. She was wearing what looked like a black leotard and she had pointy black ears on her head. When she saw me looking at her, she grabbed her fluffy black tail and waved it at me. I waved back with a paw and quickly looked away again, suddenly feeling very exposed with just a tail and some mittens on. "That's Master Black and his kitten, Arya. We'll introduce you later. Breakfast first!" Sir served the eggs and coffee in my bowl and fed me some pieces of toast from his hand. He complemented me on my good behaviour and stroked my back every now and then. When we were almost done, Angela stopped by our van. "Good morning!" She beamed and patted my head. She handed Sir a leaflet; "it's almost time for the pet training course. I thought you'd like some more info. As you know, it's every day from 10:00 to 11:00. Your pet has to be on her best behaviour and if she does well, she will be rewarded. Losing or bad behaviour, will be punished through." I looked up at my owner, shocked and wondering what the training course would entail! Sir however, didn't seem at all surprised. He just waved Angela goodbye with a slight grin on his face and went inside. When I looked towards the clearing, I saw Jim and two other men were busy with rope and traffic cones. Was this for the pet training event? What was I going to have to do? I was getting slightly worried now. What did Angela mean by punishment...? When Sir came out of the van, he was holding my chest harness; a leather contraption that had straps running around my breasts, over my shoulders and fastened behind my back. When I wore it, it squeezed my breasts outwards and up and really made them stand out. There were rings and eyelets everywhere, so as to easily attach chains or rope. He helped me get into it, and buckled it tightly in the back. Next came nipple clamps with rings hanging from them. They're the ones that tighten when they're being pulled and they hurt already. I didn't dare complain though, I knew where that would get me. Finally, Sir put my headband with the puppy ears on top of my head, drew some whiskers on my face with black marker and looked at me. "You really look the part, my pretty pet," he said, satisfied. "Now, get back on all fours again. Time to go." Chapter 6 Sir replaced my chain with a leash and directed me towards the clearing. I saw that the men had been setting up some sort of obstacle course. It must almost have been 10 'o clock, because people were gathering around. I saw Arya and her master, the guy we met yesterday on his bike, a big male sub with a dog mask and his owner. There was even a woman dressed up as a pony, complete with bit gag and...were those hoofs? Sir was greeting everyone happily while I sat up next to him, taking everything in. The Doms were greeting each other and giving commands to their subs. Some were clad in casual clothes, some even in latex or leather. I could also feel lots of eyes on me. The man with the dog mask sat next to me and whispered "hi, how are you doing?" I was amazed that he could still talk, but I whispered a "hello" back. Immediately I felt the sting of Sir's riding crop on my left tit. I looked up, shocked. He must have heard me. "Did I tell you to speak?" Sir asked, with a stern expression. I looked down at the ground knowing not to say anything else. Suddenly, everyone went silent and I saw Angela step up unto the platform with a microphone in her hand and addressed everybody "Welcome, to the pet training course of today. We'll be testing the behaviour of your pets and how well they're able to perform. Of course we want well behaved pets here in Pine Cone Forest. The first part is all about obedience. Can the pet obey simple commands? Are they respectful towards their owners, are they potty trained? We don't want any accidents! The second part is a competition at the obstacle course. The winner gets rewarded, but the loser will be punished publicly by their owner." I cursed inwardly, I hadn't had a morning walk... But I didn't have time to dwell on that, as Angela loudly said: "positions!" Sir guided me to a spot and said "down pet." I obeyed and immediately put my nose to the floor, ass in the air, exactly as he likes it. "Sit," he commanded and I sat on my hands and knees, back as straight as I could. I looked around and I saw the other owners do the same with their pets. Jim was walking around, writing things down on a piece of paper. A tap on my inner thighs with the crop, reminded me to keep my legs spread a little. "Sit up," was the next command and I sat up on my knees, tits forward and my paws next to them. Sir slapped my ass hard with the crop and told me to keep my back straight. Jim walked by and nodded, writing more stuff down. I hoped I was performing well enough, making Sir proud. Strangely enough, I didn't feel so self conscious anymore. I was just doing what my owner was telling me, trying to perform as best I could. "Next up, is a game of fetch. Three rounds," Angela declared. "Jim will throw a ball and the pet that gets it first, gets a point." We all had to take place behind a line and Sir unclipped my leash and told me to get ready. Jim threw the ball and yelled "Fetch!" We all went after it as fast as we could. I was very grateful for the kneepads by now, though my nipples hurt from the swinging of the clamps! I was in the lead, together with the kitten. The big man with the dog mask really couldn't keep up and the pony was hindered by the fact that she was wearing hoofs on her hands and feet. Just when I almost had the ball, Arya bumped into me hard. Pushing me over. I laughed and went after her, trying to grab the ball from her mouth, but this was impossible with the mittens on. I didn't want to lose, and I yelled at her to give it back. She smiled deviously behind the ball and went back to her master. When I returned, Sir was giving me a stern look. "Do you remember what I told you about speaking when you're not allowed? This was your second warning. Plus you're losing points here, making an embarrassment out of yourself and worse, your owner," he said. "But she cheated..." I started, only to be stopped by Sir grabbing the rings on my nipple clamps and pulling them hard. I yelped and immediately shut up. He told me "As soon as the game of fetch is over, you'll be wearing your gag. For the rest of the day." Angela declared the kitten the winner of round one. Round two was a win for me, and round three went to the big man with the dog mask, because he must have gotten tired of losing and was roughly shoving us out of his way. After the game of fetch, we were given a break in order to cool down and prepare for part two; the obstacle course. Sir told me to sit up in front of him and he took my gag out of his pocket. It was new; a ring gag with a head harness, making it impossible to get the ring out of my mouth. I had managed to free myself of simpler versions before and Sir had clearly taken precautions. He put the gag in my mouth, fastened the strap that ran over my head and the one under my chin to the belt that buckled everything at the back of my neck. My mouth was wide open now and there was nothing I could do about it. Already, saliva was dribbling out of my mouth and I was unable to stop it. I saw the kitten and big dog-guy looking at me and I felt very humiliated. To make matters worse, two men were filling bowls with water for us and I looked at Sir, hoping I could drink some. I was panting and sweaty and hot from the exertion. Sir just looked at me and waited. How was I going to drink with the gag in? Was that even possible? The other pets drank greedily and I decided to give it a try. I ended up having to lap it up drop by drop and when time was up, I'd hardly finished half of it. Sir took pity on me, and carefully poured the remaining water into my mouth. I was already cursing myself and the day had hardly started yet... Chapter 7 I was grateful when Sir took off the nipple clamps. They hurt even worse coming off, but at least I was rid of them now. While we were all more or less enjoying our break, we were startled by some commotion at the far end of the clearing. A lot of shouting and screaming went on inside one of the tents. Jim quickly made his way over there to check. When he came back, he was dragging someone behind him by a leash pole (the ones that the animal protection services use). I saw a red fox tail and furry red ears. It was another pet that I hadn't met yet! I looked up at Sir, he was as puzzled as I was. Jim dragged the struggling fox to a cage next to the podium, ordered him to get in and slammed the door shut. "You'll stay here until your owner comes to take care of you!" Jim said. "Everything alright?" Sir asked Jim, when he returned. "It's this pesky little fox, he keeps stealing other people's stuff and he's clearly had some accidents on the grounds. His owner will have to punish him, or I'll do it myself, Jim replied. Accidents...I suddenly remembered the state of my bladder and hoped I would be able to wait until my walk! When everyone had settled down, Angela climbed up on the podium. "Contestants, get ready for round two. The obstacle course!" When I looked over at the field, men were busy placing all sorts of contraptions and traffic cones. "The winner will get a beautiful new leather leash. The loser however, faces a 40 strokes with the cane. You really don't want to lose this round!" I looked at Sir again and saw him grin. "Now pay close attention! I'll explain this once." Angela said. "This is a course where your properties will exhibit their worst pet behaviour. We allow this, to ensure good behaviour for the rest of the day. They each have to do the course individually. Jim will keep a close eye on the time. They start off with a simple slalom around the cones on all fours. Then they have to hump a volunteer's leg until they almost reach orgasm, jump over the bushes, chase the mailman for a 100 metres, roll over 4 times, transport the dirty socks from the laundry basket to the trash can at the other side of the field, get the squeaky toy from the bottom of the trash can and cross the finish line. Of course they can't use their paws. The quickest pet wins, and the loser gets a sore behind!" From the crowd that had gathered, one man put up his hand and volunteered to be the mailman. Angela introduced him as Master Hank and told the crowd that he'd just arrived this morning, with his pet. She even gave him a genuine mailman uniform to wear. "This is my pet Zippy," Master Hank said. "The competing pets can use his leg to hump. He won't mind, that way he can take a good look before he has to join them tomorrow." "Excellent!" Angela exclaimed. "First pet, get ready!" The pony was first. Her owner was allowed to guide her through the course and every now and then, he gave her a few smacks with his riding crop, to make her hurry up. She did a very neat slalom and a beautiful jump over the bushes. She proceeded to chase after the mailman, but she must have been trained at graceful trotting instead of speed, so she wasn't that fast crawling after him. I felt my confidence grow. I wasn't big or strong, but I was fast! She crossed the line in 5:30 minutes. The kitten was next. The humping took a while. She was clearly not used to this kind of behaviour. Zippy didn't seem to mind though, he had a patient expression on his face. She was fast and agile and cleared the course in 3:05 minutes. Big dog guy was next. His owner had taken off his mask, and now I could see his face. It was red and sweaty from the game of fetch I guessed and I didn't give him much of a chance at winning. The poor mailman looked genuinely scared when he was chased by him though. He was ferocious and even grabbed the mailman's cap. He also dove into the trash can and had grabbed hold of the squeaky toy in a heartbeat. He crossed the line with the cap on his head in 4:45 minutes. I was up last. I thought this was going to be easy. I sat up for Sir, hoping he would remove my gag for this round, but he didn't even look at me. He stood there at the ready, holding my leash and his whip. There was no time left, damn! Jim blew his whistle and I shot away. Again I was grateful for the knee pads and I made good time through the slalom. Sir easily kept up and smacked my ass with the whip to make me go even faster. I humped Zippy's leg which made me feel very embarrassed me in front of all these people and it took me a while to reach the edge. As soon as I did though, I was away again and I leapt over the hedge. I landed painfully on my knees, but I kept going. I chased the mailman at a fast pace and rolled over four times. Then I reached the laundry basket. I tried to pick the socks up with my mouth, but with the ring gag in place, I couldn't. I cursed my owner inwardly and looked at him. He just slapped my ass with his whip and warned me that I was losing. I really didn't want to be caned! So I renewed my efforts and with a lot of difficulty and some more slaps with the whip, I managed to use my tongue to pick them up. I quickly raced to the garbage can and shook my head violently to dislodge the gross socks from my mouth. I had to crawl inside the can to get to the toy and I ran into the same problem again. I couldn't use my teeth! I figured that no one could see me and I picked the toy up with a mittened hand and quickly shoved it into my mouth. Thankfully, it stayed put behind the ring and I backed out of the trash can and raced to the finish. I came in third, at 5:15 minutes. I felt so relieved that I wasn't going to be caned, I didn't see my owner eyeing me suspiciously. There was a ceremony on the stage. The winner; Arya, was invited up and was fitted with her prize, a beautiful shiny black leather leash. She looked very happy and so did her master. Everybody cheered. Then the loser was called up to the stage next and the crowd went silent. The pony was lead by her owner towards a wooden bench. Angela helped restrain her by closing the hand and ankle cuffs and locking them to the bench. She stood bent over, unable to do anything about the punishment she was about to receive. I saw her owner take the cane from Angela and I winced in sympathy with each stroke that fell on her ass. Welts were forming and she was squirming and crying. I looked at Sir and he told me "you must be glad you didn't come in last, aren't you pet?" I nodded my head. I was. But I did feel some guilt stirring in me. I had cheated... if I hadn't, I surely would have been the one being caned right now. I looked down guiltily. Hating every moment of the caning the pony received. Sir didn't say anything else, but the silence did nothing to put me at ease. "A big thanks to all our excellent Doms and their pets." Angela said when the punishment was finished. "You thought this was fun? Join us tomorrow for the spectacle of the year; the blindfolded field run. It will be fantastic, even electric I dare say!!!" I looked around, what was this now? More surprises...electric? I wasn't sure if I liked this. I couldn't ask anything and even if the gag wasn't in my mouth, I wasn't allowed to speak anyway. Instead, I meekly followed Sir on my leash, back to the van. Or so I thought. Sir walked towards a big wooden lodge on the other side of the field. We passed by the podium, where the pony was getting her ass rubbed with some oil by her owner. We also passed the cage with the little fox inside. When he saw us, he rattled the door violently. I could only give him a sympathetic look, before Sir told me to keep up. I saw that the lodge was actually a restaurant. There were barbecues as well and a campfire on the grass next to the terrace. On the left, I noticed a small shop and a bakery. A waiter came up to us and Sir ordered a table for tonight. "The special table please" I heard Sir say. The waiter looked at me, gave Sir a wink and told him he'd have it ready by eight. "Come on pet, time for your walk" Sir said. I was grateful I was finally allowed to pee, though I did not notice the stinging nettles until it was too late. My ass was on fire and there were little bumps everywhere. "Serves you right" Sir remarked casually. Again...that look. Chapter 8 The rest of the day went by quickly. I was allowed to take a nap and Sir even let me take a nice shower to wash off all the sweat and grass. When it was lunch time, Sir ate a crunchy croissant with butter and sugar. He put one in my bowl for me, but he didn't take off the gag. "Oh yes, too bad you can't eat like this. I warned you it would stay in all day... Hmm they certainly are good. Freshly baked you know" I cursed inwardly and longingly stared at the food in front of me. Even more drool formed from all this mouthwatering and I couldn't do anything about it. "Good, I like a quit pet at times." He did give me some water from a bottle, carefully pouring it into my mouth. Then he stood up and cleared the food away. After lunch, we had a walk around the camp ground and met several more of the guests there. Master Hank and Zippy were there, in a cabin. They would be staying for two weeks. We met Mitch Wild, a stray fox as he called himself. He had no owner, but he was enjoying the activities here and even planning on joining in. Turned out he was staying in the tent that was burgled earlier by the little fox. "No, we're not related," Mitch joked. When we returned to the van, we played a lengthy game of scrabble. I couldn't say anything but I could damn well win this game! "Hmm no cheating this time," Sir said. He knew... he knew I had cheated! And still, no other remarks about it. I wasn't feeling very relaxed about this. Sir is always very strict, but fair and it was strange that there were no consequences from this... When we finished the game, Sir said it was time to go for dinner. "Our table is ready. You must be starving!" I nodded vehemently and quickly followed him towards the restaurant. When we arrived, the same waiter welcomed us with a big grin. "Follow me please," he said as he walked ahead of us. We passed by other diners. Some of them I'd met, some were strangers. I felt them looking at me and my cheeks burned. I must have been a sight: fluffy ears and tail, head harness with gag, mittens on my hands but apart from that, stark naked. I did see some other pets and subs though. Some where naked like I was, eating from a bowl on the floor. Some where dressed and allowed to sit at the table. The food looked and smelled delicious. Drooling again, I followed behind Sir to our table. This one looked a little different. The table was set for one. It had a big round hole in the top on one end and it was quite narrow. I saw leather cuffs on the underside of the table and I started to struggle, I had a feeling I knew what the hole was for. "Sit still pet!" Sir ordered. "You cheated and though you got away with it didn't you? Thought you could escape the punishment. Well, I'm not having my reputation as a fair and honest owner ruined by such actions of my pet." He had the attention of the whole restaurant now. I could see the pony, sitting on a pillow next to her owner. Big dog guy was sitting on the floor, eating a giant T bone steak. The waiter opened a clasp on the side of the table top and two halves with the hole in the middle came apart like the stocks I had seen on the podium. Sir told me to squat there and keep my head up and the waiter closed the two halves around my neck, locking my head in the middle. He locked it with a key and handed it to Sir. He helped Sir with his chair and wished us a pleasant stay. I sat there, awkwardly on my knees with only my head sticking out above the table. I tried to get at least a little comfortable and grabbed the edges of the table to steady myself. Sir grabbed my wrists and locked them together in the cuffs around the table leg. I was going nowhere. Stuck in a very uncomfortable position. I could only sit there and watch as Sir calmly sat down again, stretching his legs and yawned. He said nothing, ignoring me. Conversation around us started up again but I did notice a lot of looks in my direction. I felt very ashamed. Put on display like this. The waiter came by to take our order. Sir ordered a glass of white wine and grilled trout, freshly caught by the chef in the lake this afternoon. The waiter nodded and walked off again. He returned with the wine a few minutes later and Sir took some sips, commenting on how nice it was. I could only watch...drool running down my chin. Fifteen minutes later I almost jumped when the waiter plopped a big plastic bowl on the table, right in front of my face. I could tell that it was empty. He delicately put the plate in front of Sir and wished us a lovely meal. I looked at Sir, puzzled but he continued to ignore me and ate his dinner. Now and then he took a sip of wine and talked a little with the other guests. I was starting to get more and more uncomfortable. My knees and feet were starting to hurt from the position I was in. I moaned but no one paid attention to me. When Sir had finished eating he sat back, and told me how nice his meal was. "Something you would have had, if you hadn't cheated this morning" he said loudly. "Now all you can do is hope for some scraps people have left on their plates." With that, Sir dumped the leftovers from his plate into the plastic bowl. Suddenly I saw a big lump of what must have been mashed potatoes being dumped in my bowl by the pony's owner. Another guest poured some coke in and walked off again. "Enjoy your dinner" he said. "Oh wait, I forget that you're a little tied up right now. Here, let me help you." He took a spoon and stirred everything together. Then he took a big scoop and stuffed it into my mouth through the ring gag. I panicked a little, trying to swallow it. It was so gross! But before I had the chance, another scoop was loaded into my mouth. I had no choice but to either swallow the food, or push it back out with my tongue. I was making a horrible mess of myself and everyone was watching now. The pony watched intently and to my horror, Sir invited her over. "I bet this lovely pet would just love to help you finish your meal." She looked down at me mockingly and spit into the bowl! She must have been feeling especially vengeful. She didn't take the spoon. Instead, she grabbed a handful off the gross mixture, smiled at me, and spread it all over my mouth and cheeks. Some of it even went up my nose. I coughed and swallowed and tried to get away, but of course I was throughly secured and I couldn't. Another load was stuffed into my mouth. A big handful was dumped on top of my head and it dripped down my face. I started crying. This was so degrading. But deep down I knew I had deserved every moment of it. I heard Sir thank her and complementing her on how well she did this morning. With that, thankfully, she walked back to her table. The waiter came by and asked if everything was to our liking. Sir told him the dinner was excellent. "We're having a tremendous time aren't we pet?" He said mockingly. I didn't even try to protest anymore. I knew that this was my place now. Filthy and humiliated. A dirty little cheater. Chapter 9 When Sir had finished his desert, he got up and squatted down next to me. He whispered in my ear "I bet you're secretly enjoying yourself, aren't you pet?" I tried to say no, but only a muffled sound came out of my mouth. "I know you love this, it makes you very horny, doesn't it?" He went on. I tried to shake my head. "I'm sure I know what I will find when I check your cunt" "Hmmm!" I protested! But my protests fell on deaf ears and I felt Sir do his check. He held his fingers up in front of my face. They were dripping wet. He stuck them in my mouth and ordered me to lick them clean. When I was done, he took something from his pocket. I couldn't see what it was, but suddenly something cold was pressed against my clit. Then it started to vibrate! I moaned involuntary, this was good! Suddenly I remembered where I was and the state I was in and I blushed furiously. This, however, only served to make me even more horny. Sir was right, I did love this. I felt wetness dripping down my legs. Sir switched the vibrator to the highest setting and I just let my feelings take over, not caring where I was anymore, or who was watching me. Just waves and waves of pleasure, building up more and more until they came crashing in and I had the hardest orgasm I've ever had. I felt Sir release my wrists from the handcuffs and he released my neck from the table. I almost collapsed, but Sir caught me and helped me sit down on the floor. He held me tight and undid the ring gag. My jaw ached but it felt so good, now that it was finally out. With a napkin, he cleaned me up a little. I hardly noticed Sir picking me up and he carrying me outside to the shower building. I just let him, completely drained of all strength, my eyes closed. Warm water flowed over me and I was standing in the shower now. Sir washed my hair and brushed my teeth. He soaped every inch of my body and it was wonderful to be so clean again. The muscles in my legs and feet ached but I was incredibly relaxed now. Wrapped in a thick towel, Sir carried me to the van and put me down on his bed. He rummaged around in the little fridge and took out some fruit, two glasses and a bottle of wine. He poured me a glass and I drank gratefully. He sat next to me on the bed and fed me lovely red juicy strawberries. This was bliss... "You deserve it. You've been a very brave pet" Sir said. After a while, I started to drift off and Sir told me "time for bed, little pet!" I saw him open my cage door and I pouted. I had half expected to be allowed to sleep in the bed. "You did very well, but you're still a pet. And you have to sleep without distractions, because you have a big day tomorrow. Or have you forgotten about the blindfolded sub race?" Sir said. I sighed and got out of the comfy bed, onto the floor and crawled to my cage. When I'd made myself comfortable, Sir gave me a pat on my head and locked the cage. "Sleep well my little pet, I'm so proud of you." I closed my eyes. This felt like the right place to be after all. In my cage, safe and sound under Sir's control. Chapter 10, From my owner's perspective The next day i was awake quite early. My pet was still asleep and I decided to surprise her. I let her sleep and started to make coffee and eggs with bacon. Halfway through, I could hear her rattling the cage but I let her wait until I was finished. I brought all the food out and got a table and chair in place. Only then did I let my pet out of her cage. I put her leash on, lead her to her blanket next to the table and attached the leash to the pin in the ground. Before I started my coffee, I filled her left bowl with the cold leftover coffee from yesterday and her right bowl with a hand full of out of the bag with old bread crusts. She wanted to say something so I patted her on her head. "Good pet". She remained silent. We had breakfast in silence. I could see how my pet was mouthwatering while looking at the table, but she kept silent. "Good pet". After breakfast I took out a box with special equipment. It needed some modification. Using my iron, my wrench and screwdriver, I was able to install an extra battery. I was satisfied. I had just increased the power by 50% by adding a third battery. We would be difficult to beat this afternoon! The whole time my pet had been looking with great attention. I could see she really really wanted to say something. From time to time a funny moaning sound came out her mouth but a few strokes with the whip stopped them immediately. But now was the moment.... "Come pet, you can fit your game suit" I said. My pet was very eager to come. She is always eager to do new stuff. Again, I fitted her her chastity-belt, but it was a bit modified now. At the front a clit-electrode was placed. The clit-electrode made perfect contact with her clit. At the back a butt plug was present, but the tip of the butt plug was made of metal and a wire was connected to it. I fitted her with a leather bra, or actually, a strap-bra. The bra did not really cover her big tits, but emphasised their size. The base of her tits got compressed with some straps, other straps ran all the way over her tits, over the nipples. Exactly at the nipples, nice electrodes were placed. All electrodes had wires that went to the little black box that I had been working on, which was on the back of her belt. I then showed my pet the wireless remote control I had. "Pet, this is the remote. I can use the remote to send electrical shocks to the electrodes on your nipples, clit and butt. I did not like the standard strength, but with the extra battery, it is fine". My pet looked worried. I had to give her five strokes with the whip because again, she made some noise. She really should remember that the campground does not like barking animals. "Come-on pet, let's go to the training-field"...... On the training-field I started explaining. We would join the "Blindfolded Sub Race" this afternoon. Pets and subs would have to run on a racecourse being blindfolded. Their owners would have remote control units to provide them with electrical shocks to steer them. "To win the race you will have to run fast and be quick in doing the turns. You will be happy I boosted our unit. The boosted shocks will make you much quicker in the turns". Mmmmhhh, I had the feeling you my pet half agreed, but at least no noise this time. First we started training without blindfold and at half power. Clit would mean forwards, nipples would steer left and right, butt would mean stop or slower. I started with a short shock on the clit and with a little "ouch!" my pet started walking. She still looked carefully at her feet. I could steer her perfectly with little shocks at the nipples. With each shock, I could hear a short "eechh" so when I had steered her back I put in her ball bag. That would certainly make things more quit. The initial walk went fine so I also fitted her with her blindfold. The view was spectacular. A helpless pet, waiting to become controlled. Again a slow round, some mumbled noises and it was clear she got the idea. "Now pet,... I see you understand how it all works,.... Lets try some running"... I set the unit to full power and gave a good spark to the clit. My pet jumped upward, made a huge muffled sound but did not move. "Clit is forward! Did you forget!!??" 5 slashes with the whip on the ass. I guess now she would understand. "Prepareee.....". And an other strong spark to the clit. My pet was running...... Fast.. She sure had learned something.. I quickly sparked her left nipple, she should not go too far after all... And yes she turned. Right nipple,... And a perfect turn. A bit wide though. Left nipple, bit stronger spark... Oh yes, now she made a sharp turn. Right nipple,... And she fell... I slowly walked to my pet and helped her up. "You are improving but it's not enough yet", "you better be good at this, The winner will be allowed to join the dinner table this evening, the loser however, will be bound above the table and decorated with lights so that we all see what we eat. I'm not sure, but I heard females will be bound at the boobs,.. Do you like that?". My pet shook her head.... No, that is not what she wanted. "Ok,... An other try then,.... And now I expect the best you've got..." A firm spark to the clit and she was gone. A second spark and she ran faster, a third and now I could see she really went for it. A strong spark to the left nipple and she made a quick turn. A right,.. A left,... a long push to the butt and she stopped right in front of me. I removed the blindfold, I removed the electrodes and the ball gag. "Well done pet, you will get a nice cooky when we are at the van. I'm proud of you" Chapter 11 We went to the van. I put the blanket on the ground so that my pet could lay down. Leash around the pin, and I got her a handful of cookies. "Mmmmhhh,..." My pet was moaning, I rubbed her back and got myself a cold beer. "I think we are ready for the race". At 4pm we had to get up,.... Racing time! I put all equipment on my pet. No gag this time. It would be fun to hear the moaning, barking and screaming players. Also the blindfold was not on yet. We went to the field and we could see the course that had been set up. It was a nice course with many curves. We could already see the other players, we had to hurry. The start was from a cage. There were 3 pets and 2 subs competing. Blindfolds were put on and the cage was closed. 5 masters stood along the field with their remotes. Behind them a small crowd of spectators was present. People from the campground, but also people from the nearby village had showed up to watch this spectacular event. There was a lot of noise, until the chairman of the racing committee asked for silence. Silence........ A shot,.... The cage opened..... I gave a full spark to the clit, a second, a third and a fourth...... Yessss I could see her running. Yesssss.. She was leading the pack....... Chapter 12 The cage opened, and I felt a few painful shocks on my clit. I flinched, but I knew I had to run! I shot away, confident that my owner would steer me in the right direction. I could hear cheering all around me. I ran as fast as I could, because I wanted to avoid the painful shocks to my clit and I really didn't want to lose! Zap! "Ouch!" I yelled. My left nipple was shocked painfully. I knew I had to turn left so I did, still running at full speed. Zap! A hard shock to my clit again. I cursed and sped up. It was so strange and unnatural, running so fast while being blindfolded. Scary too. I could feel other contestants bump into me and I heard them yell and curse whenever they received the shocks. A hard zap to my right nipple made me do a sharp turn. Apparently it was too sharp, because my ass was shocked and I had to slow my pace. Then a zap to my left nipple to steer me in the right direction again. I was panting by now. This was exhausting. All my nerves were on end because I couldn't see where I was going and not knowing when or where I would be zapped was very stressful as well. Zap! "Fuck that hurts!" I yelled, as I received a hard shock to my clit again. Why did my owner install an extra battery damn it. Another shock and still I wasn't fast enough. The shocks followed each other so quickly now, I didn't know where I was going or what I was doing anymore. Suddenly I felt a hard thud, and I landed on the ground. I must have run into something or... someone. I got up as quick as I could and the shocks started again. I was in a panic now, realising I would surely lose this race. I tried to do my best, but my legs didn't cooperate anymore. The shocks made my knees buckle and I cried out every time. Finally a hard zap in my ass, made me stop and I sank to the ground. I felt my blindfold being removed and I squinted up at my owner. I saw that all other contestants had crossed the line already. "No no no shit!" I said, while trying to get up. I felt so angry and frustrated I wanted to scream. "Down pet," Sir ordered. I hardly heard him. He grabbed me by the hair and forced me to my knees, face on the ground. "Calm down. Or do I need to zap you again?" I shook my head and tried to steady my breathing. He stroked my back and my hair and my anger and nerves subsided a little. "You lost, that sucks. But it was a fair game and nobody cheated. This time..." Sir said. "You panicked and fell. You lost this game and will be punished for that, those are the rules. But I will be there with you." That calmed me a little, but I was still afraid. Angela and Jim stepped up on the podium and the crowd cheered as they invited the winner and her master to join them. It was a sub I hadn't seen before. She was glistening with sweat. Her long blonde hair was wet and I could see she was still breathing hard. She had a big smile on her face though. "Please give a big cheer for the winner of our blindfolded sub race; Donna!" Jim exclaimed. The crowd went wild and her master was looking at her proudly. "The prize; a lovely luxury dinner in the restaurant for Donna and her master. She'll be allowed to join us at the table and enjoy a meal of her choice. "Of course in every race, there's also a loser," Jim went on. "Please give her a big round of applause anyway, because she sure did her best; pet Lucy!" I felt Sir clip my leash to my collar, lead me to the stage on all fours and ordered me to sit up. I heard the crowd cheer, but I didn't want to look at them. Granted I wasn't being a very dignified loser. I hated it. "The loser and her owner will join us at the dinner table as well, but in a very special way. The pet will be our chandelier for the night. We will be needing some mood lighting after all..." Chapter 13 With that, the ceremony was done and people went on their way. I wanted to crawl off the stage as quickly as I could, but my owner clearly wasn't ready yet. Instead, he took my leash and went up to Donna and her master who introduced himself as David. Sir congratulated them on their victory. I saw them look down at me and I blushed. "You did well too," master David told me and petted my head. "I hope your punishment won't be too bad" Donna smiled, sympathetically . I couldn't help but notice how pretty her smile was. "It sucks," I huffed. "Sir has seriously upgraded the shock unit and still I couldn't do it. The practice run went perfectly." Sir gave me a stern look. "What did I tell you about talking when you're not supposed to?" He warned me. "But Donna was speaking to me as well," I said indignantly. This earned me a hard slap on my ass. "Donna is not a pet is she? So she has the privilege to speak. A privilege that pets like yourself don't have and will never earn, as long as you keep talking back like this." Another hard slap. "You're being a very bad little loser, you can't stand it, can you?" Sir scolded. "Down!" I felt ashamed to be put in my place in front of Donna and master David, but I knew better than to disobey Sir again. I put my nose to the ground and just sat there, feeling very much left out while the people finished their conversation. When they had left, Sir led me to the shower facilities. There was a big wooden tub I hadn't noticed before. It was filled to the top with soapy bubbles. I looked at it longingly. "Now, when you're done being an ungrateful little brat, I might grant you a nice bath, because I want you to be presentable at dinner tonight." Sir said, while stripping me of the leather chest harness and chastity belt. I looked at him and nodded. "Are you going to be a good pet now? Show me how much you want to please me!" He commanded. I sat up on my knees and presented my tits to him as best as I could, making them shake the way he likes it. I wagged my imaginary tail and stuck out my tongue like a happy puppy. He looked at me for a while and nodded slowly. "Ok, get in pet and don't make me regret it." I hopped over the edge and let myself sink into the warm water, down to my chin. This was lovely. I felt my muscles relax and temporarily forgot about my defeat and the punishment that was to follow. Sir washed my hair and told me he was proud of me, even though I didn't win. He told me again that he would be there with me tonight and that, even though it was a punishment, it would surely make me very horny. When we returned to the van and I was secured to the tent peg again, Sir baked me two eggs and some bacon and toast and put it in my bowl. "I think that, as a chandelier, you won't have a chance to eat. So you better do it now." I enjoyed it. Sir also put some milk in my drink bowl and I greedily slurped it all up. When I was done, Sir told me to blow dry my hair and put on some makeup. I was free to choose what I liked. When I was done, my thick hair was in a cute page boy style, all shiny and pretty again. I had applied dark red lipstick and black eye liner and mascara. I admired myself in the mirror and saw Sir standing behind me. "You'll be the prettiest chandelier they have seen," Sir smiled. I smiled back, but I felt a knot in my stomach. Chandelier... boobs tied, Sir had told me. I didn't have time to dwell on it, because Sir clipped my leash to my collar and told me to follow him. It was time. Chapter 14 When we arrived at the restaurant, the table was already filled with people. Angela and Jim sat on one end of the table, and Master David and Donna sat at the other end. Donna... she was looking beautiful. Her hair was curly and soft. Her big smile gave me an odd tingling sensation. But what she was wearing was spectacular. She had donned a black corset that left the tops of her boobs and nipples free. The corset pushed them up in the most appealing manner. On her nipples were clamps with small rhinestones hanging from them. When she moved, they dangled and shone prettily in the light. Angela got up and welcomed Sir. "Ah, I see you brought our chandelier!" I blushed furiously. Sir ordered me to stand up. I did, and stood in front of Angela. Only now did I notice how tall she actually was. "Jim, would you please give us a hand?" Angela asked him. Without saying another word, they went to work. They put a stiff wide collar around my neck, that forced me to keep my head up. An inflatable gag was put into my mouth, and pumped up, until I couldn't make a sound. My wrists and elbows were tied behind my back with black rope. Then, Jim tied my tits with the rope. Tightly. His big hands were rough and I squirmed a little. Sir grabbed the ring on the collar and held me still. "You will take your punishment like a good pet won't you?" he whispered in my ear. "Now we'll hoist her up." Angela said. "Hmm, wait a minute," said Jim. "I don't think her tits should take all the strain, do you? Maybe we can take some weight of them by using the hook." I looked up at him, the hook? What the hell was that!? Angela apparently liked the idea, because she darted off. Only to return a few minutes later, holding a big metal hook with a ball on the end and some lube. I didn't like where this was going! But it was certainly going somewhere... It was going in my ass! I winced and sighed when the big ball was pushed inside. "This is the hardest part," Angela cooed. I saw Donna grimacing sympathetically. When this was done, Angela told me to stand on the table. Sir and Jim helped me up. I stood there in the middle, under a big metal ring that dangled from a hook in the ceiling. Jim stepped up next to me and started tying the end of the rope that was around my tits to the ring. Tightly. He threaded a rope through the end off the ass hook and attached it to the big ring as well. I flinched, as it was pulled taut. I dreaded having to go up in the air, that was going to be painful for sure. But I didn't have a choice. I lost, I had to take my punishment. Besides, I was all tied up and going nowhere. "Now, for the lighting!" Angela exclaimed happily. She handed Sir three big clamps and asked him If he'd like to do the honours. He climbed up next to me and took a nipple between his fingers. Oh no no no no! The clamps looked way too big and nasty! I started to panic, and tried to say that I really didn't want this. But of course, only soft, muffled noises came out from behind my gag. Sir steadied me and told me I could do it. "I am proud of you, you're being a very brave pet." He grabbed my nipple again and put the clamps on it. And then, the other nipple. For once, I was grateful to have a gag in my mouth. It gave me something to bite down on. "One clamp left," I heard Sir say. "This one goes on your clit." "Hhhmm!!" I yelled. Fuck fuck fuck that hurt! "We'll attach the lights to the clamps when she's suspended," I heard someone say. I couldn't focus anymore. My eyes were tearing up. I felt someone stroking my hair and telling me I was a very good pet. I knew it was Sir. This made me feel better and I took a deep breath. Determined to take it. I heard a ratcheting sound and felt my feet leave the table. The pain in my breasts was intense. I wasn't sure if I should be grateful for the ass hook or not. It was very uncomfortable, being hoisted up like this. I opened my eyes and saw I was high in the air now. Looking down wasn't possible because of the collar. I felt someone tie rope around my ankles and suddenly my legs were spread as wide apart as they could go. I couldn't close my legs anymore and I blushed thinking of the view the people at the table would have now. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my left nipple. The clamp was pulled even tighter. Then the right nipple followed. I gasped and knew they must have attached the lights to the clamps. And there was the clamp on my clit as well... Would they also...? "Hmmng!!!" I screamed through my gag, as the clamp on my clit tightened painfully. I saw white flashes before my eyes and I bit down hard on the gag. I felt someone stroke my thighs. That must have been Sir. I concentrated on the strokes and slowly, my breathing calmed a little. "This is perfect, now we can actually see what we're having for dinner!" I heard Angela exclaim. Laughter followed. I wanted to join in, but I couldn't. I was just the chandelier tonight. An object. My comfort or pleasure didn't matter. I was there to perform one simple function. Just... be. Pain or not, it didn't matter. An object isn't asked it's opinion. I heard the sounds of cutlery scraping on plates, people having conversations and laughing from time to time. But now it hardly registered. I was in my own world of pain. I didn't know what hurt more; my tits, or my nipples. My clit, or the hook in my ass. I didn't know for how long I had been hanging there. I moaned softly but I was ignored. I felt wetness stream down the inside of my thighs though. All this pain set my cunt on fire, this suffering was turning me on. Knowing that everyone could see that, didn't matter anymore. I was just an object. Chapter 15 When I woke up the next morning, it was raining. Thunder was crashing in the distance, though it was still pleasantly warm. When I moved, I felt my whole body was stiff and sore. I had been allowed to sleep in the bed, because of my ordeal the night before. Sir had given me a thorough massage and a nice glass of wine afterwards, but it had been a hell of a night. It had been painful, humiliating, and very difficult to be in that position all night. Being ignored like an everyday mundane object on top of that. No one had paid any attention to my suffering. They guest had all been having a nice time by the light of the chandelier, though I'm sure my owner did keep an eye on me during the meal. Sir was already up and about. I wanted to get up, but I forgot that my feet were shackled to the bed with a length of chain. No choice but to stay put. I didn't really mind, though I did have to pee. I let out a soft bark to attract my owners attention. He walked up to me with wet hair and a smile on his face. In his hands he held a tray with a cup of steaming hot coffee and a freshly baked croissant from the bakery. I suddenly realised how hungry I was. He set it down on the bed next to me. "Good morning pet," he smiled. "Did you sleep well?" I nodded. I slept like a baby. "What was it that you wanted to ask me?" He said. "I have to pee Sir," I told him. "And I'm sore all over." Sir got up and took out a bucket from the cupboard and undid the shackles around my ankles. "I've decided to let you spend the day in bed. You can do with some recuperating after the last few days. So, no walks for you today, you can pee in the bucket." I looked at him surprised... a whole day in bed? In my owners bed even! That sounded nice... When I had done my business, Sir told me to lay on my belly and he massaged my poor muscles again. Hmm this felt good! "So, strict bed rest for you today young lady," Sir said sternly. I felt a tingling sensation starting low in my belly. I loved it when he spoke to me like that. "You'll be my little patient for the day, but I do have to make sure you stay out of trouble and really get your rest." With that, he reached into a cupboard and got out a white old fashioned straight jacket. My eyes went wide! I had never seen it before, this was quite a surprise! I had always been curious about how it would feel to be locked in one of these and now it looked like I was about to find out. He told me to sit up on the bed and hold my arms out in front of me. He slid them into the sleeves. Then, he buckled the jacket closed in the back, tightly. When he was done with that, he threaded the straps on the end of the sleeves through a loop in the front, and bucked them together in the back. Then he went over all the buckles and pulled them even tighter. I was now in a very secure but comfortable hug with myself. When that was done, I had to sit up on my knees because there was still the crotch strap that had to be fastened. With a big smile, he pulled it up hard between my legs. I let out a yelp. "Can't have my patient escaping her treatment" he grinned broadly. Sir propped the pillows up against the wall and told me to lean back. He sat next to me on the bed, and started feeding me bites of the croissant and small sips of coffee. I sighed contentedly... this was nice. Sir told me that, on his trip to the bakery earlier, he had been soaked through his clothes because of the rain. "Do you remember little fox that was caught stealing two days ago?" Sir asked. I nodded. "He's still in the cage by the podium. Jim told me that his owner decided that it would be an appropriate punishment for him, to be left out in the rain. Just some bread and water to eat and reflect on his actions. Who knows how long he'll have to stay there..." I couldn't help feeling sorry for him, even though he had been bad. When breakfast was over, Sir told me that I would be getting an hour of "treatment" time, before having to do a nap again. I was very curious about what he meant by that. He went back to the cupboard again, took out a spreader bar with cuffs on both ends and locked my ankles into them. Then he fastened the bar to the chain that was still around the foot of the bed. I was going nowhere now. He took out my vibrator and strung it from the roof of the caravan on a string, so that it hung just above my pussy. Then he got an inflatable butt plug and carefully slid it into my ass. When he gave it a few pumps I groaned in pleasure. He gave it even more pumps and now I was feeling very stuffed. I loved that feeling. "I'm going to have to do some shopping, but I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself while I'm gone," Sir smiled, as he got up from the bed. "Oh, one last thing, can't disturb the other guests of course..." He picked up some socks and a roll of medical tape. "Don't worry, I only wore them for a day, now open up" Sir smirked, and held them up in front of my face. I clamped my mouth shut, but Sir wasn't deterred by that. He pinched my nose shut, so I had to open my mouth to breathe eventually and stuffed the socks in until my cheeks bulged. Quickly, he secured them by wrapping the tape tightly around my head. Then he unfastened the strap between my legs. "Now be a good pet and enjoy your treatment. I'll be back in an hour." With that, he switched on the vibrator and went out, shutting the door behind him. I just lay there, perplexed for the first few minutes. Then I remembered the vibrator. It was humming away, just 2 centimetres from my pussy. I lifted my pelvis up and felt the pleasant vibrations on my clit. I tried to push into it a little more, but the vibrator swung away from me. Of course, it was just hanging from a string, no resistance there. I moved up to it carefully now and enjoyed the vibrations. A pleasant tingle was starting to make itself present. After a while, my still sore legs tired and I had to lower my ass down onto the bed again. After a few minutes, I tried again, pushing carefully into the vibrator, so as not to let it swing away. It was a pleasant feeling, but it wasn't enough to reach an orgasm. By now I was starting to realise that this was going to be a very, very long hour. By the time Sir returned, I was sweating and panting. Cursing behind my gag in frustration at not being able to reach orgasm. Sir looked at me with a satisfied expression on his face; "It looks like the treatment is working just fine." I tried to protest, but the gag muffled all my words. This amused Sir even more. "What did you say? You think it works well too? That's great to hear. Such a good little patient I have here." He clicked the remote control and the vibrations stopped. I growled and let my behind sink down to the bed again. Sir got a wet cloth and wiped the sweat from my face. He removed the gag so I could sip some much welcomed water from a cup. Then he told me it was time for a nap. A nap!? I didn't want a nap. I was sure I wouldn't be able to sleep now that I was all wet and horny. "This will help you relax," Sir said while he took out two ear plugs and carefully put them in my ears. Then he picked up the socks again. I started to shake my head, but I really knew there was no point in resisting. I just opened my mouth, and let my owner stuff them back in again. Then he took out a white canvas hood. It had no holes for the eyes or mouth, just two small air holes under the nose. He pulled me into a sitting position and put the hood over my head and laced it snugly in the back. I was now completely closed off from the outside world. No light or sound reached me. I couldn't speak... I was alone with myself. I felt Sir lower me down onto the bed again. Just as I started to relax, I felt the butt plug being inflated with a few more pumps. I moaned. It was nice, but I was starting to feel really full now. Then there was nothing. Nothing to hear, nothing to see, just me... horny wet me... tightly wrapped up, nowhere to go. I didn't think it was possible, but I drifted of to sleep eventually. I must have been more tired that I thought. I really had no idea how long I'd been there when I woke up again. I felt something itchy on my leg. I tried to yank it away, but I couldn't, it was still secured to the spreader bar. Again, the tickling sensation... it was running up my leg now. I tried to pull my leg away again, I am horribly ticklish. The back of my knees were next and I started to laughter involuntarily. Now my feet were being attacked. "Hmmm!" Was all that came out of my mouth. The bottom of my feet are really sensitive and I was almost hysterical now. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, the tickling stopped. For a few seconds at least... Suddenly, the I felt the tickling on my labia, between them, on my clit. This felt nice. I remembered again how horny I was. I tried to push against the hand, or the thing that was tickling me there. I was longing for an orgasm now. The waves of pleasure started again and I wanted more! Again though, the stimulation wasn't enough. I groaned in frustration and started grinding my hips, hoping to get more of the pleasurable tickling. Suddenly, I felt a hard slap on my cunt. Ouch! Then the tickling started again. I moaned in pleasure and frustration and every time I tried to get more, my cunt received a hard slap. By the time it finally stopped, I hardly knew where I was anymore. I was out of my mind with horniness and frustration. I was breathing hard, which was getting quite difficult inside the hood. I felt Sir put me upright again and removed the hood. I was blinded by the light that suddenly hit my eyes. I blinked and looked at Sir. I saw him smile with his trademark grin. "You have no idea how cute you look. Your face is all red and your hair is a mess. Oh and the angry frustrated looks you're giving me are quite cute as well. Yes, this certainly is effective." I tried to spit out the socks, now that the hood was off. Luckily, Sir helped me and pulled them out. "Blah gross," I said when they were gone. A stern look from Sir shut me up quickly. The butt plug was deflated and removed and I was granted a toilet break on the bucket. I drank a whole bottle of water, I had become very thirsty. Once I was on the bed again, Sir fed me a bowl of oatmeal with fruit. Milk kept dripping down my chin, and he carefully wiped it off with a napkin. "Now you're ready for the afternoon session," he said once I was finished. He positioned me on my knees on the bed and pushed my face down into the pillow. He tied a rope through a loop in the back of my straight jacket and tied it to a hook in the ceiling. Another "pet proofing measure" as Sir called it. Now I couldn't do anything else than kneel there, face down with my ass in the air. Suddenly, I was startled by a knock on the van door. Sir didn't seem surprised though. "Ah that'll be the nurse." Sir exclaimed. Chapter 16 What! A nurse? I know I had fantasised about being "treated" by hot nurses, but was he serious!? I could only watch as Sir opened the van door, very aware of the very exposed position I was in. I looked over my shoulder and there stood... Donna! The pretty sub that won the race yesterday. She beamed her lovely smile at Sir as he helped her step inside. I felt my cheeks burn furiously, but I was also very excited. Something that must have been visible from where Sir and Donna were standing. Sir explained that Donna is Master David's sub, but she likes to play nurse from time to time. She was in a tight cotton white dress, complete with a nurses cap on her head. Her big breasts were trying to escape the fabric of her dress and I saw nipples poking through. Her full round ass was hardly covered by the skirt and I was getting flustered now. She stood in front of the bed, hands on hips, looking at me. I averted my gaze, a little embarrassed. I could see now that she'd even brought a bag with her. She bent down and put a cool hand to my forehead. "My she is feeling quite hot, I think I should take her temperature," she told Sir. With a smile, Sir sat back in a chair and got out a glass and some whiskey. Donna reached into her bag and took out latex gloves, which she noisily put on. Then she reached in again and took out a thermometer. Without further ado, she stuck it in my ass. I blushed. Really... I wasn't sick or anything! I felt like quite an idiot. When it beeped, she took it out and nodded approvingly. "No fever, good girl" she said and gave my ass a light pat. "You have been over-exerting yourself haven't you?" She asked with a stern expression. "Well... well actually it's not my fault" I stammered. "Sir hung up a vibrator from the ceiling and I tried to cum and hmmppf..." She put a hand over my mouth to shut me up. "Did your owner tell you to cum?" Donna asked. I pondered this for a moment and had to shake my head no. No I did not. Sir hadn't told me to do anything with the vibrator. "So you're just a horny little pet aren't you?" She demanded while she ran a hand between my labia. She held it up in front of me and told me to lick her fingers clean. "Greedy little slut" she said as she shoved her fingers deep in my throat. I gagged, but she didn't take them out yet. "Suck them!" She ordered. I did, as best as I could. I got more enthusiastic and having Donna treat me like this was very arousing. I lost myself a little in the moment, and I started to get a little noisy. Sir stood up and came over. "Maybe you can get your special gag out, get my pet to put her mouth to good use" he told Donna. She agreed happily and started rummaging around in her bag. Sir meanwhile, untied the rope from the ceiling that ran to the waistband of the straight jacket. It was a relief when Sir released it, because is was pulling on the crotch strap as well. He ordered me to lie on my back again. Donna had found what she was looking for; a gag with a dildo attachment on the front. The smaller one that was on the inside, went into my mouth. She tightly secured the gag around my head and stood back to admire her handiwork. All I saw, was a big black dildo protruding in front of my face. Then, Donna lifted her skirt. I could see she wasn't wearing any panties. She got up on the bed and squatted over me, giving me a very close up view. She had a pretty plump pussy and I could see it was dripping wet and swollen with excitement. Slowly, she lowered herself on the dildo. I felt the other end being pushed into my mouth a little further. Then she went back up again. And down...harder this time. She got more and more enthusiastic and she fucked the dildo hard. I moaned and so did Donna. This was so arousing, a beautiful woman, fucking my face, using it just for her own pleasure. I couldn't move, my arms were useless and I was pinned under her weight. But I didn't want to go anywhere either. Her cunt juices ran down the dildo, onto my face. I could smell her. I started to grind my hips again but for me, there was no stimulation. Nothing touching my cunt or filling it up. Suddenly, I felt a hard slap. And another. On my thighs, on the inside, above my pussy, but not on it. I was so horny now that I wished he'd hit it as well. Suddenly, Donna stopped. She was breathing hard as she stepped off the bed. Her face was red and she had a big smile on her face. She ran a hand over my cheeks. "You look lovely like this," she said. "You have a very useful face too." She lifted up my head and removed the gag. I was grateful for that, and I smiled back at her. "So, no cumming for you you owner says" she whispered in my ear. "That will make my orgasm all the more pleasurable." I let out a frustrated sigh, I wanted to cum so badly. I didn't know how long I could stand this. "Hmm let's see if that mouth of yours is as useful as your face. Donna squatted over my face again and I stuck my tongue out to lick her pussy. She gave my thigh a hard slap. "Did I give you permission to lick my pussy?! Pets like you don't get to do that" I shook my head no, embarrassed. "Of course you can lick my ass if you ask nicely enough." I was so horny, I wanted to do anything to pleasure this woman so I asked her. "Let me lick your ass Donna." Another hard slap. "That doesn't sound much like begging does it?" Donna said. I was desperate now so I swallowed my pride and begged her "Pleease can I lick your ass Donna please let me. I'll do anything." With that she sat down on my face. I stuck my tongue out and started licking. Around, inside her asshole. It turned me on so much, I could feel my own juices running down between my legs. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my clit. Was it Donna's? Or Sir? I didn't really care, all I could concentrate on, was the feeling in my cunt. Pleasure was building more and more and I couldn't think of anything else. Then I couldn't breathe. Donna had planted her pussy and ass over my nose and mouth and I started to struggle. "Did I tell you to stop licking my ass?" Donna demanded. "Hmmm!" I tried to answer. She lifted her ass off my face and I gasped. "Too busy with your own pleasure aren't you?" She planted her backside firmly on my face again. I panicked a little but the fingers on my cunt felt so good and the waves of pleasure started building up again. When I thought I couldn't stand it anymore and started thrashing about, Donna let me breathe again. The fingers had stopped momentarily and I was drawing in precious air. Her juices were all over my face and I was longing to lick her pussy, but I knew I was not allowed. Donna sat back down again and the fingers were working my clit. On and on this went, until I was light headed from pleasure and frustration and ready to scream. Donna had started fingering her cunt and came to a much envied orgasm. She sat up, still shaking and sighed contentedly. "Well, I think the patient has had enough therapy for today," she said as she got up. When she had adjusted her dress and was looking presentable again, she put her hand to my forehead. "Still a little hot. She's an excitable little pet, but I have just the remedy for that." With a mischievous smile, she whispered something in my owners ear. I saw him nod in approval. He got up and pulled me into a sitting position. I was still breathing heavily and shaking a little. I felt Sir undo the buckles of the straight jacket and my arms fell forwards. He helped me out of it and I was glad to feel the fresh air on my body. "Stand up pet, time for a toilet break. And maybe a sponge bath to clean all these juices away." When I was refreshed and had had something to eat, Sir asked Donna if she could help put me down for the night. After all that was her specialty as a nurse. She smiled at him and told him she was glad to help. Out of a drawer, Sir got a vibrating bullet and with tape, he fixed it to my clit. It didn't get switched on though unfortunately. He also put on my ring gag. Then Donna stepped in front of me and I saw she was holding big rolls of what looked like red bandages. "Vet wrap," she explained. "A very comfortable way to keep unruly pets safe and sound when they need to recuperate." She grabbed a roll and started wrapping it around my shoulders. She told me to put my arms down by my side and wrapped the bandages around my whole upper body. She left my breasts free though. They stood out pale and white against the red fabric. She squeezed them and sucked on my nipples. At the same time, Sir had started wrapping my legs, from my ankles to my thighs. He grabbed another roll and now he covered my upper thighs and butt. My whole body was now mummified tightly. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I couldn't even wriggle my fingers. Donna got another roll and now she started to wrap my head. Everything got covered, but she left a gap open where my ring gag was. I shrieked when my balance shifted and felt Sir lower me down onto the bed on my back. A pillow was being propped under my head and that was that. I was alone in my own very small world again. The only things I could still move were my feet. I felt someone pinch my nipples, pulling them, twisting them and I couldn't get away. My tits were very exposed. When the teasing finally stopped, I heard Donna telling me goodbye. The sounds were muffled, but I heard her thank Sir for the lovely evening. Then everything went quit. My concept of time was gone. I had no idea how long I had been laying here or how long it was going to be until I got released. After a good while, I felt the mattress move and heard Sir's voice next to my ear. "I'm going to sleep, my pet. Try not to make too much noise." Suddenly, a soft humming noise started and I felt pleasurable vibrations on my clit. "This is the new remote controlled vibrator I had seen on the internet. I thought you might like a surprise. It's controlled via an app on my smartphone and I have developed a special 10 hour program to keep you occupied tonight." I moaned as I felt the vibrations grow more intense. I felt my arousal building again. Ever so slowly, more and more. I groaned. Almost there.... and... nothing. The vibrations had stopped abruptly. I let out a small cry and felt Sir stroke a nipple. "It's programmed at random intervals so who knows when it will start up again..." "Sleep well pet." Chapter 17 All night long, the vibrator teased and tormented me. My tits were the only things that were exposed. They were encircled in the vet wrap and were becoming very sensitive. But no stimulation for them tonight, nothing but the cool air and the occasional breeze. Sir must have known that teasing my nipples helps me cum very quickly. There was no relief, no mercy. On and on it went. The buzzing on my clit would start, slowly, softly. Then it would grow more intense. Every time I was on the brink of orgasming, the vibrator stopped. Or even worse; went back to a lower level, keeping me teetering on the edge. It was never enough to cum. A few times, I managed to drift off to sleep but inevitably, the vibrations would start up again. I was going out of my mind with pleasure and frustration. Sir was probably sleeping. I felt very alone. Unable to move or see what time it was, to see how long this torture would still continue for. In the end, I just tried to resign to my fate. I had no other choice. Finally, though a haze, I heard Sir's voice. It seemed to come from very far away, though he must have been right next to me. "Good morning little pet! Sleep well?" He asked in a very chipper tone. "I did. Slept like a baby." I groaned. Was he kidding? "I love the noises you're making pet, they make me very horny. Just one nice addition to make you look even more beautiful. I'm sure you wondered why your tits were out, but left untouched. Don't worry, we'll get to that now." I felt a sharp pain in each nipple as he attached what felt like clamps. Then I felt Sir tie something around my big toes. Suddenly the clamps tightened painfully and my toes were pulled upwards. He must have attached them together with rope. I whimpered. This wasn't very pleasant! "Better keep lifting your feet up off the bed, if you don't want your nipples to hurt pet." I did as he told me and I felt the pressure on my nipples diminish a little. Then the vibe started up again. It was impossible to keep my feet still. I involuntary curled my toes in pleasure and I felt the clamps tighten again. The vibe switched off and with no distractions, I was very aware of the predicament I was in. During all this, my muscles had started to ache and, defeated, I lowered my feet down on the bed, painfully stretching my nipples. It became a battle between endurance and pain. If I wanted relief for my nipples, I would have to keep my feet up, but if I wanted to take a rest, it meant hurting my nipples. "Aww are you tired already?" Sir inquired in a sarcastic tone. No worries, you'll just have to wait a teeny little bit longer, because I'm going to have a nice orgasm now while I'm enjoying the spectacle." I couldn't believe what he just said! I had been kept on edge all day and night. I was frustrated beyond belief, and now Sir was going to have himself an orgasm while I was still being tortured here. "Oh yes, the view definitely helps," sir said. "Phew that was a great orgasm to start the day with!" I made an angry sound through the gag and I heard him laugh. "Ok, I'll have mercy on you. I'll set the app to run the last cycle of the session and then I'll free you. I felt the vibe on my clit start to buzz again. Stronger and stronger, ever so slowly. This time it was more intense than before and I felt the orgasm approaching rapidly. Despite the pain it caused my nipples, I lowered my feet down on the bed and lifted up my hips, as if I could push my cunt into the vibrator even more. Almost there.... oh my god! The waves were coming, just a little bit more.... Click. Chapter 18 "Aaaarhhg!!!" I screamed through the gag. I started to thrash about in anger, as far as I was able to anyway. I felt tears burn in my eyes. This was so fucking unfair! "Time to get up," Sir said in a cheery tone. "We have a long day ahead of us. We going on a ride today, together with some of the other camping guests." He took off the nipple clamps and gave my nipples an extra vicious little twist. It hurt like hell, but I was glad to be rid of them. He removed my gag and I gratefully flexed my jaw. He held a water bottle to my lips and I drank greedily. Then Sir carefully put me upright on the edge of the bed and started to unwrap all the bandages. When he was finally done, I had marks and stripes all over my body and sir laughed out loud. Grudgingly, I had to admit it was quite funny, but I was still quite angry that I wasn't allowed to cum after such a night. I'm sure that Sir noticed it, but he cheerfully proceeded to make breakfast. I was allowed on the bed for a little while longer and I stretched and flexed every limb and muscle. When he was done preparing breakfast, he put my collar back on, clipped a leash to the ring and led me outside. When my leash was locked around the tent peg, I was allowed to eat my breakfast from my bowl on the floor. In the left bowl was toast with butter and cheese and in the right, he poured hot steaming coffee. I enjoyed it very much. I didn't realise until then how hungry I was. Suddenly I saw Jim and Angela approach. They said good morning and asked Sir if he was almost ready to go. She handed him a black leather harness and... was that a black tail? "See you at the stables in 10 minutes," Angela winked. When I was done, Sir told me to stand up. He started to strap the harness around my waist. It was made of thick, stiff leather, almost like a corset. Straps went up over my chest, and were attached in the back. Two more straps ran down between my legs on either side of my pussy, over my ass and were also fastened in the back. Sir fastened two cuffs around my upper arms and locked them to the sides of my waist harness with short lengths of chain. My wrists were also cuffed and attached to the harness, in front of me. Then he held up the black tail so I could take a good look at it. It was a rather large plug with a long black haired tail attached to it. "Can you guess yet, what kind of ride this is going to be pet?" Sir grinned. Without further ado, he lubed up the plug and stuck it in my ass. It was so big, that it made me groan. I felt incredibly full! Then he held up a bit gag. By now I did have a pretty good idea...."You'll be my pony for the day," Sir told me as put the bit in my mouth, and buckled it behind my head. "Beautiful! he exclaimed. He left me standing there, while he went back into the van. He came out holding my black hiking boots. He made my put my feet into them and laced them up. From his pocket, Sir took the nasty nipple clamps that tighten when they're being pulled. He attached them to my nipples and I winced. My nipples were still sensitive from my ordeal that morning. He attached two leather reigns to the clamps and threaded them trough the rings of my bit gag and let them hang down behind my back. "That's for steering my pony," Sir smirked. "There! All done. Just one final touch..." Sir said as he proudly held up a long riding crop. "If you don't behave like a good little pony should, you'll get to experience what my crop feels like. Can't wait to try it out! Let's go. Jim and Angela are waiting for us at the stables." Sir took hold of the reigns and clicked his tongue. Immediately the clamps tightened painfully. "Not so fast pet. I'm steering now, so you'll have to listen to your owner." I grunted and carefully walked beside him. "Do ponies drag their feet pet?" Sir asked. "I believe they lift their legs up gracefully while trotting." I tried to protest, already feeling foolish enough like this. That earned me a stroke with the crop across my buttocks. "Ouch!" That hurt! I sighed and started to lift up my knees with every step. When we reached the stables, I saw that there was a small crowd waiting to leave. Of course, the pony was there, with her impeccable behaviour and perfect pony manners. I still resented her for humiliating me in the restaurant and shot her an angry look. She pretended not to see me and I decided not to pay any more attention to her. The kitten was there as well, also dressed in pony gear, accompanied by her master. I saw Jaro, the guy we met on the first day. He didn't have a pony with him, but he was carrying fishing gear and a big back pack. There was Nick, the fox. He was on his own, sniffing the bushes and chasing his tail. And of course there were Jim and Angela. When he saw us approach, Jim started to address the gathered crowd. "Today, we're going to take a lovely hike through the mountains around our camp site. Angela will help some of you with setting up the pony carts and then we're ready to leave. The views are beautiful and the weather is great today, so enjoy yourselves!" I looked at Sir, baffled. Pony carts!? Surely Jim was kidding. I'd seen pony girls in movies and sometimes they had to pull a cart. Was I going to have to do that? I looked at Sir, unsure. But he patted my head and nodded reassuringly. I sighed. If my owner thought I could do it, then I would try my best. He led me toward Angela and she beamed a huge smile at me. "Awww you're such a pretty pony, and so cute! Maybe you can be out little Shetland pony," she cooed. I rolled my eyes, but I was being ignored. She led me to a small cart with two wheels. On the front of the cart was a horizontal iron bar that had a very suspicious looking attachment on it. Angela saw me eying it and cheerfully said "the bar runs between your legs and this dildo goes inside your pussy. You'll use it to pull the cart." I shot a look at Sir. Surely that wasn't going to happen!? "Oh don't worry, these chains will help you pull it as well." Angela showed me two chains on the front of the cart that would be attached to my waist harness. I breathed out in relief. "Just position yourself over the dildo and I'll help pop it in," Angela told me. She lubed it up and slowly lifted the bar higher, until the whole dildo was buried inside my pussy. I felt so very stuffed now, with the big butt plug there as well. What the hell would it feel like if I was made to pull the cart? Angela fastened some straps to my harness, so that the dildo stayed snugly in place and then she attached the chains. I wasn't going anywhere now. Angela asked Sir if he wanted to do a practice run and he nodded. He took my reigns, clicked his tongue again, and carefully pulled me forward. This was the strangest sensation ever! The cart wasn't too heavy, but I felt every little bump and pull through the dildo in my cunt. Luckily the chains took most of the strain, but I was panting by the time we made our lap around the stables. I could see that the kitten was also fitted her harness and a cart in the same manner. The pony of course, had been ready the whole time, and she pranced about with her nose in the air. "Well, it looks like the ponies are ready to go. The owners can get into their carts now and we can leave!" Jim exclaimed. Chapter 19 I felt Sir step on the cart. I wondered how I was going to pull that cart plus my tall big owner. It wasn't to uncomfortable; luckily, the wide harness around my waist took the strain well. The only little problem was; I hadn't had my morning walk, so I'd had no chance to pee. With the dildo and the plug filling me up, I really couldn't ignore the growing pressure on my bladder. "Time to go!" Angela exclaimed. With a click of his tongue and a flick of the reigns, Sir tried to get me in motion. It wasn't easy and I strained to gain some momentum. "Come on pet, put your back into it. You can do it" Sir encouraged me. "And if you think you can't, I have a bull whip here that will help you change your mind." This made me put in the extra effort that was needed. The whip looked very vicious. It was made of leather, long and ending in a thin point. I didn't want to know how that would feel! Once I had gained some momentum, it went relatively fine. It was clear who'd had all the practise though; miss perfect pony of course. She trotted in front of the cart effortlessly. Gracefully lifting her long legs with every step. Head held high. In the mean time, I was struggling a little and panting. Sir made me lift my legs, just like the pony. If I didn't lift them high enough, I got a stroke across my ass with the crop. The dildo in my cunt was distracting me with every step. But I tried my best and once I got the hang of it, I gained a little more confidence. The pony was in front of course, next to Jim who was showing her master some landmarks in the distance. We were in the middle, in front of the kitten and her owner; master Barron. Jaro was walking along happily, looking at the valley on our left through binoculars. "Hey! Is there room for one more pet on the tour? We brought lunch for everyone" I heard behind me. I wanted to look, but a sharp flick from the reigns, made me keep my head straight. I heard Angela's voice reply "sure, why don't you walk up front with Jim?" A moment later, we were passed by master H and his pet Ziggey. He was leashed and crawling along on all fours. Lucky for him, he was wearing sturdy knee pads but I didn't envy him. Crawling all the way must be even more tiring that pulling a pony cart. I started to get into a nice pace that was easy enough to keep up with. I had to, because if I went to slow or too fast, Sir gave the reigns a flick that caused the clamps to give my nipples a nasty pinch. He paid close attention to my posture. Back straight, knees up. No looking around me, just straight ahead. Behind me, Sir was happily chatting with the other owners. He remarked on how relaxing this ride was and how this felt like a real holiday. Meanwhile, I was getting hot and sweaty. I huffed; Oh sure, it's so relaxing when you're being pulled along on a cart like some sort of ancient royalty! Of course I could only think this to myself. The bit gag in my mouth made coherent speech impossible. Even worse, it made me drool like crazy. Besides... even if I could have talked, I wouldn't have told my owner that. He seemed to sense my thoughts though and a hard slap across my ass made me yelp! I picked up my pace again and resumed my trotting. The views were astonishing. We walked on a path next to a beautiful green valley. There was a river, deep down below. In the distance, I could hear a waterfall. After a few more bends, we arrived a lake, nestled between the mountains. It was breathtaking. "What do you think guys? Time for a break?" Jim asked the crowd. Everybody nodded in agreement. I felt Sir get off the cart and detach the chains from my harness. That felt good! Gingerly, Sir lowered the pole between my legs and the dildo slid out of my cunt. I sighed in relief. I was longing for a break by now. Now that we had stopped, my bladder was starting to protest in earnest. I didn't know what to do about it though. We were in the middle of nowhere and there was a lot of company. I decided to let it rest as long as I could, though the sound of the waterfall really didn't help. Sir took led me away from the cart and tied my reigns to a tree. Then he took a bottle of water from his bag and walked back towards me. He held the bottle to my mouth and I tried to drink. It was hard, with the bit in my mouth and Sir had to pout it in, sip by sip. I was grateful though, it was very refreshing. He told me what a beautiful pony I was and how well I was doing. The other owners took care of their pets as well. I saw the pony munching on a carrot. "Come and get some sandwiches if you want them!" Master H exclaimed. With a pat on my ass, Sir walked off to join the others for some food. I looked at them jealously. I hoped Sir would save some for me. Meanwhile, I could just stand there. If I moved too much, the clamps tightened on my nipples, so I stood as still as I could. The people were all having a lovely time. They were eating and laughing. Drinking coffee... my mouth started to water and even more drool ran out of my mouth, down my chin. To my horror, the pony approached with her owner and he tied her to the same tree I was attached to. She looked down at me and smirked. Her bit gag was off and when her owner had joined the others, she started whispering. "I really enjoyed feeding you your 'dinner' a few days ago in the restaurant. A very fitting meal for a little cheating pet like you. Maybe your owner will let me help again some other day" she grinned. I tried to ignore her. I couldn't reply anyway. I was really surprised that she still resented me so much after I had cheated during the obstacle course at the beginning of the week. Of course the caning she'd had as a punishment for losing had been painful, but she'd more than had her revenge hadn't she? To make matters worse, the need to pee became really bad. I started to hop around from foot to foot and tried squeezing my legs together. I looked over at my owner, but he was busy pouring everyone some more coffee. Chapter 20 Next to me, I heard the pony sniggering. Obviously she was enjoying my predicament. "Aww need to pee?" She sneered. "Hasn't poor pet had her potty break yet?" I gave an angry groan and tried to turn away from her. "You're not a very good pet are you? I mean, you're kind of cute like a puppy on your leash. Crawling about on all fours. But as a pony!?... don't make me laugh!" She did just that. She twirled my pony-tail with a smirk. I thought she was tied to the tree, but it was only by a leash. Her hands were free... I looked over at Sir. Angela had spilled a mug of hot coffee over her trousers and I saw him trying to help her clean it up. A few of the others had gone swimming in the lake, it was hot. Jaro had brought his guitar and started to play. Everyone was having a nice time... I would have a nice time too, if it wasn't for... The pony bitch still hadn't had enough and kept making stupid remarks on my expense. I'd had enough of this! I turned to her, with what must have been a very angry expression on my face. I could see that this shocked her a little and she took a small step back. But then her expression changed. Suddenly, she shot forward, and grabbed the reigns that were still attached through the bit gag and to my nipple clamps, and yanked them hard! I screamed in pain and tried to step back, but I couldn't because she kept holding on to them. It was so painful, because the clamps tightened more and more. To add to my misery, my bladder had lost all control because of the shock and I had peed myself right there and then. Sir came running up to me with a shocked expression on his face, wondering what was wrong. The pony quickly released the reigns and stepped back, but not before whispering "Apparently, you aren't house trained either." I was in tears. I was very angry and I felt so ashamed. That made me even more angry. I didn't have to tell Sir what had happened. He had seen the pony pulling on my reigns. He removed the clamps from my nipples and softly stroked them. Then he took the bit gag out of my mouth and sat me down on a blanket. My shoes were sopping wet from all the pee that had streamed down my legs, but I didn't care at that moment. In the mean time, I saw the pony had started to cry and her owner was at her side stroking her back, looking concerned. I wanted to get up and tell the owner exactly what his pony had done, but Sir stopped me. I felt him put an arm around me and pull me close. "First, tell me what has happened," he said. I did and that made him look angry. Very angry indeed. "I'll have a serious talk with her and her owner, this is uncalled for." Sir assured me. "But first, let's get you cleaned up a little." Sir took me to the lake shore and he dove in, clothes and all! I couldn't help myself and started to laugh uncontrollably. "Come on! It's lovely," he shouted. "You can do with a wash." I hesitated. My arms and hands were still secured to the harness. My shoes were still on my feet. How was I going to... "Here, I'll help you," Sir said while grabbing me around the waist and almost dragging me into the water. I screamed, the water was so cold! But I couldn't help laughing and I felt quite safe, knowing that Sir wouldn't let me sink like a brick. It made me forget what happened and I felt perfectly happy and refreshed. When we got out of the water, Sir put a big towel around me and sat me down again. He took off my shoes and fed me bits of a sandwich and some coffee while we dried up in the summer sun. Angela and Jim informed if I was alright and I nodded. They had gathered what had happened and weren't very happy with the pony and her owner either. It turned out she had spun a tail about me being the faulty party and apparently her owner believed her. They sat a little apart from the group now, probably realising that they weren't really popular at the moment. But if the owner doubted his pony's story, he didn't let on. When everyone was well rested and ready to go on, Angela asked me if I too wanted to continue on the ride. I did. In fact I was resolute that I wasn't going to give up just because the (night)mare wanted to make me feel miserable. "If we do continue, I will expect the best of you." Sir warned. "I know you. You're not going to want to disappoint yourself. And me..." I nodded. I was sure. I would show the pony what I was made of! Chapter 21 Sir re-attached the reigns, and I flinched when he put the clamps back on my nipples. But I reminded myself that I wanted to do this. The bit gag went back into my mouth and the reigns were threaded through the rings again. "From here it's uphill, back to the campground, so the pets will have to give it their best!" Jim announced. The pony huffed, and looked at me. I shot her a foul look back. Sir looked me in the eyes and told me he was proud of me. He told me that I wasn't allowed to let the pony's behaviour get to me. He knew how competitive I was. "The best you can do, is show her what you're made of," he told me. I took a deep breath when Sir stepped back onto the cart. The dildo buried itself deep inside my cunt again. "Off we go!" Jim shouted. I felt a sharp sting on my ass and I realised Sir had taken out the bull whip. This hurt! I groaned and got the cart in motion. The pony shot away of course, but the kitten had some trouble starting up. I saw the fox shoot away into the bushes, a big sandwich in his mouth. He must have stolen it from one of the bags. Jim hadn't lied when he said the journey would go uphill from now on and pulling the cart was a lot harder. Within 10 minutes, I was out of breath and sweat was dripping from my body. The pony was still in front of us, and she didn't seem tired in the least. She was a strong, big woman with muscular legs and easily kept her pace. I started to lose my conviction a little. Maybe I couldn't keep up. Maybe I wouldn't be able to show everyone that I could do it too and she would have won. What made matters worse, she kept looking back at me, a grin on her face. Her owner didn't seem to care about her behaviour and didn't correct her. This was starting to piss me off! I lost my focus, and my posture and pace were gone. A hard, painful crack across my ass startled me. Then another. "Come on pet, what did we agree on!?" Shouted Sir. Immediately, I straightened up an tried to regain some momentum. But it was hard and I almost stumbled over my own feet. Falling down wasn't possible, because I was well secured to the cart but I cursed through the gag. I was becoming more and more frustrated with myself and the stupid pony. "You're going to get walking now, or you'll feel my whip for real," Sir called out to me. I took a deep breath and tried to get the cart in motion again. "Crack!" Went the whip. I cried in pain and tried again. I was still out of breath. "Crack, crack!" Again! The whip landed painfully on the back of my thighs and my legs buckled. The dildo on the beam between my legs did a good job of holding me upright, and I was grateful for that. A hard yank on the reigns and some more strokes across my buttocks finally made me put the cart in motion again. "Good pet!" Sir commented. I really put some effort into it now. Soon, I was back on track and I was even catching up with the pony a little. Every time I faltered, the whip and a flick of the reigns brought me back to attention. "Keep this up pet, and I might even grant you an orgasm when we get back!" Sir shouted, while he made the whip land on my ass over and over again. Finally, after what seemed an eternity we were back at the campsite. I was so exhausted, I wanted to sink to the ground and do nothing for the rest of the day. My legs were shaking and my ass was on fire. Quickly, Sir got off the cart and detached the chains from my harness. He lowered the pole with the dildo and I sighed in relief. I saw him smile and to my horror, I saw that it was dripping wet with my own juices. The dildo had been stimulating my cunt the whole ride. The whipping, while incredibly painful, had turned me on as well. Add to that the extensive tease and denial session I'd had... yes, I was horny. Exhausted but incredibly horny. "I'm so very proud of you my pet," Sir whispered in my ear. "Forget about what happened for now, I'll talk to the pony's owner about it. But first, we need to take care of you." When we arrived back at the van, Sir removed the harness, the cuffs and the clamps. He put my boots outside and instructed me to lay down on the bed. He'd laid out a large beach towel and I sat down. Immediately, I shot up again! I had forgotten about the pain in my ass for an instant. When I looked at the towel, I saw bloodstains on the white fabric. Tears sprung into my eyes and I started to cry. Softly at first, but when Sir hugged me tight, I started sobbing so hard, my whole body shook. He just held me, tightly and allowed the tears to flow. "You had quite a whipping today my pet. Not only that; you managed to do something that you though was impossible. I am so very proud of you" Sir said, as he helped me lay down on my front. "I'll take care of the cuts. Just try to relax." With a big sponge and warm water, he started to wash me down. I flinched when he reached my ass, but I managed to keep quit. Then he took out some oil, and started to massage my shoulders, my back, my legs and my buttocks. I almost jumped at the pain, but he assured me that it would help the cuts heal quickly. Soon, my whole body relaxed, the sobbing had stopped and all the hardship of today seemed forgotten. I had almost drifted off to sleep, when I felt buzzing on my cunt. Sir had grabbed my vibe and pressed it firmly onto my clit. I groaned; was I going to be put through yet another edging session? Sir seemed to read my mind and he told me "no more edging today. You've really earned your orgasm. Just let it happen, enjoy it." The vibrations intensified and I felt the orgasm building and building... even more... impossible almost, how much more could I take?! Then release... My mind went blank and my whole body shuddered from the incredible intensity of the orgasm. But Sir didn't turn the vibrator off. Instead, he kept it pressed firmly to my clit. I moaned, this was too much! I tried to wriggle away, but my body didn't obey anymore, I had no strength left. I tried to plead for mercy, but I couldn't form any words. Instead I felt the waves build up again, more and more. I didn't think it was possible, but I came again. And again... The only thing I remember after that was Sir putting a blanket over me, kissing my forehead and the lights being switched off and then there was just blissful nothingness. Chapter 22 The next morning, I woke up in the bed. No cuffs holding me there after my ordeal last night. I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes. I still felt a little groggy. Yesterday had been very exhausting. First the ride, the rude pony and then an orgasm. I sat up and I cried out in pain! My ass was still striped red and blue from the whipping I'd received. Gingerly, I sat myself up on the mattress. I yawned and I saw Sir approach. "Good morning pet," he said cheerfully. "Sleep well?" I nodded. I had slept like a baby. "It's time to make you look like a pet again!" He said, taking out the headband with the fluffy ears, my collar and my tail plug. He had also gotten my knee pads. When everything was in place, I felt like a real pet again. "Time for you to get our breakfast at the bakery, pet," Sir said and he held up a basket with a note and some money in it. I hopped off the bed and sat before him on my knees. He put the handle of the basket between my teeth and sent me on my way. "I'd also take your toilet break if I were you." Off I went. The grass was still a little damp from the morning dew. I went a little off the path, into the woods, because I really needed to pee. Self consciously, I lifted my left leg and did my business. Sir wasn't there to check up on me, but I was sure he wanted me to behave like a good pet. Then, I followed the path towards the restaurant. When I arrived at the counter, there was a handsome man at the till. He looked down at me and smiled. "What have we here? Such a pretty little pet. Did your owner send you on an errand?" He patted my head and I blushed furiously. I wished he would just take the note and put the order in The basket. I felt stupid, sitting there, not allowed to speak like the humans do of course. The man walked around me and examined my ears and my tail. "Hmm such a pretty pet!" He exclaimed as he stroked my tail. Thankfully, he took the note out of the basket and went behind the counter to retrieve the order. When he returned, he put two croissants and two buns into the basket, and also a bottle of freshly pressed orange juice. He took the money, and put the change into the basket. He also put in a leaflet. "This is for your owner; it's the schedule of today's classes. Be sure to hand it to him pet." With a painful pat on my backside, he sent me on my way. On my way back, I ran into Nick the fox. He exclaimed he was off for a day of fishing today. The pony and her masters cabin seemed abandoned. Were they gone? Good riddance! Azaria was lounging on her big fluffy pillow. Ziggey was being walked by his owner. He was chasing a ball, furiously. It went into the bushes and Ziggey went after it. Jaro was sitting next to his camping stove, enjoying a pot of coffee, strumming his guitar. It was a peaceful morning. Today, I might even get some rest, I thought. When I returned, Sir already had the coffee ready. He took the basket from me and patted my head. "Good pet. Well done." He put some coffee in my bowl, attached a chain to my leash and to the peg in the ground and went about making breakfast. I saw him read the leaflet with a big grin on his face. What was that about....classes? On holiday? When we had finished our breakfast, Sir told me it was time to head over to the school. I looked at him, puzzled. "Summer school. They have to make sure the pets don't forget their manners and discipline of course." He clipped my leash to my collar and I followed him towards a wooden cabin on the other end of the field. When we went inside, I couldn't believe my eyes. It looked like an old fashioned classroom! There was a blackboard, and a stern looking teacher behind his desk. There were tables and desks and a geographic chart on the wall. Sir made me sit down at one of the desks. Ouch! That hurt! But I settled down. I looked around and saw Donna and the kitten sitting at another desk. The dog guy was also there. Also, a other sub I hadn't met yet. Sir tied my leash to the desk and told me "behave pet, see you later." With that, he walked off. Apparently, it was time for the lessons to begin. The Master walked in front of the classroom and wrote on the board: Master James. He had a stick and he used that to vigorously point at every separate letter on the blackboard. "Good morning pets. I will be your teacher today. Behave, and we will get along great. Be bad, and you will get to experience what punishment means in this school. I swallowed. Master James looked very commanding. He was tall, muscular and had a very stern look on his face. I was determined to be a good pet today. "Today, you will get to learn want discipline, patience and good behaviour mean. Jim and Angela will want to receive excellent reports about all of you. He slammed the stick down on my desk and I jumped. "Yes Master," I stammered. He looked at me disapprovingly. I shut up and looked down at my lap. "First, maths! The foundation of every good education." I sighed. I was very bad at maths. And did we really have to do that on holiday!? After a few equations, I slumped in my seat, bored. Master James brought the stick down on my desk again; hard. I shot back into an upright position. The other pets were doing their best. It was pathetic really, how they all tried to gain the favour of this ruthless man. "Teachers pet" got a very distinct meaning today. The kitten kept raising her hand at every question and I rolled my eyes. "Got anything to say pet?" Master James's voice boomed loudly. I vigorously shook my head, but it was too late. "Your attitude is very disappointing," he said. "If you think this is boring...take these nail clippers, and start cutting the grass outside. I want an immaculate result when I come to check up on you!" He grabbed my leash and almost dragged me outside. He fixed my leash to a pole in the grass. I felt like a goat, left with a 1 meter radius to crawl around. "You will start here, clipping the grass neatly." He handed me a ruler too. "You can use this to make sure it's level." I sighed...he wasn't serious, surely. When he was back inside the cabin, I sat down in the grass, tossed the nail clippers aside and decided to just enjoy the sun. At least I was out of that boring stupid classroom. Chapter 23 After what seemed an eternity, I heard a bell ring. The door of the "school" opened, and all the pets filed out. They started to run around on the field, chasing each other, having fun. Some pointed at me and laughed. I also saw Master James step outside. Damn! I hadn't done any cutting. Sheepishly, I tried to pretend I was busy with the nail clippers. He walked up to me until he stood in front of me. I had a close up look of his shoes. I looked up... until I saw his face. He was not pleased. He was tapping his stick menacingly. "Well, it looks like we're dealing with a very disobedient pet here." I wanted to say something, but I had no chance; he grabbed my hair and made me sit up straight. He used the stick to hit my nipples. I flinched, but I couldn't get away. "It seems like you think this task isn't good enough for you. You could have been grateful that I didn't put you in toilet cleaning duty." I nodded. I was grateful indeed. "Which is exactly what you will be doing for the rest of the afternoon." I shook my head. I didn't want that! He hit my nipples again. "Nooo go away with your stupid stick!" I yelled. I instantly regretted it. He let go of my hair and I sank to the ground. All he did was look at me. I shivered. To make matters worse, I saw Sir walking towards us. "I see my pet is causing you quite some trouble," Sir said. I tried crawling behind his legs, but he was having none of it. "DOWN" he commanded. Quickly, I lowered my head and sat on my knees, ass up. I felt a shoe push my head even further down. "And stay!" Sir said as he started to talk with Master James. "I have assigned her to toilet duty for the rest of the afternoon" Master James told Sir. I heard Sir make an approving noise. "No no no!" I thought to myself. I had seen the state of the public bathrooms and it wasn't pleasant. "What an excellent idea!" Sir exclaimed. "My pet needs to learn her place again. You give them one orgasm, and immediately they act up." Master James asked Sir if he wanted to take me to the restrooms, as the school break was almost over. Sir nodded and I was a little relieved that it wouldn't be Master James. That relief wouldn't have been there if I had known what my owner had planned though... He took my leash and escorted me to the restrooms under the curious stares of the other pets. He made a detour to the van and went inside while he commanded me to stay. When he came back out, I saw his pockets where stuffed. He grabbed my leash again and we resumed towards the restrooms. When we had arrived, he pushed me into a stall and ordered me to kneel in front of the toilet. "Tail." Sir said curtly. I looked at him nervously. What did he mean? "TAIL!" He barked at me. I slowly removed the tail plug from my ass. "Good, you're not a pet anymore. You're a toilet brush for the rest of the day. You can start with licking your plug clean. I don't want to have to stick that filthy thing in my pocket like that." I hesitated, wondering if he really wanted me to do that. Sir didn't give me a chance though, he squeezed my nipples painfully and I quickly stuck the plug in my mouth. It was horrible and I gagged. "Very fitting," said Sir while I felt him run his finger through my cunt. Wet. I blushed, feeling very ashamed. With a plop, he removed the plug from my mouth and held up a big sponge. He told me to open up and stuffed half the sponge in. He ran some tape around my head to prevent me from spitting it out. He used some more tape to secure my hands together behind my back. Then, he attached two nipple clamps. He took a chain, threaded it through the centre of a toilet roll and attached the ends to the nipple clamps. The toilet roll hung from the clamps and a sense of dread was forming. It surely wasn't meant just for show. People were going to...use it, pull on it. I didn't have much time to contemplate because Sir ordered me to turn around and put my face on the filthy floor. I felt him shove something in my ass. When I sat up again, I looked behind me. It was toilet brush. Chapter 24 "Well, it looks like you're ready for toilet duty." Sir said. "Of course you're not just going to be sitting around lazily like you did when you were supposed to cut the grass. Besides, the toilet brush will prevent that." Sir grinned, clearly satisfied with his smart remark. "You'll have to stay on your knees while you wait. After someone has used the toilet, you will use the sponge to clean the seat, and the toilet brush to clean the inside of the bowl. If someone spills on the floor, you'll clean that too. When you're not cleaning, I expect you to sit up neatly and be a good toilet roll holder." He filled a bucket with water and soap. "You'll rinse out your sponge every time you've used it." I could just look at my owner. Tears were forming in my eyes. I realised that I had screwed it up, I did it again. I cursed my own stupidity. "I will drop in periodically to check if you're doing a good job. So will Master James. Oh, just one last little thing..." Sir took a chain from his pocket and locked one end to the ring on my collar and the other end went around the bottom of the toilet. "Have fun." With that, he slammed the stall door behind him and walked off. I sat there in shock. I had never been so humiliated before. The sponge filled my whole mouth and the weight of the loo roll on the chain was already starting to hurt my nipples. I prayed that no one would have to use the toilet this afternoon. That was, of course, not very realistic. I heard footsteps approaching and I wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground and hide. But I wasn't going anywhere. In walked the sub I didn't know. She sat down and started to pee. Right in front of me! I lowered my head, my cheeks burning bright red. When she was done, she took the end of the loo roll and yanked it hard to dislodge a few sheets. I flinched and cried out, but the sponge muffled every sound. She didn't even look at me. Then, she got up and walked off, whistling happily. I stared at the seat. She had clearly spilled a few drops of piss and not bothered to wipe it off. I sighed, and bent over to clean it up with the sponge. Then, I had had stick my head into the bucket to rinse it out. The sponge immediately filled itself with soapy water. It ran into my throat and I had to swallow it. The soapy taste was nasty. I bit down on it, to squeeze it out and got up to clean out the inside of the bowl. It wasn't easy and it was very humiliating, squatting down over the bowl to clean it with the toilet brush in my ass. To my horror, the stimulation I felt from the movements of the brush, made my cunt go wet instantly. Two other pets and an owner came by for a toilet break. None of them paid me any attention. None of them were careful ripping of the sheets of loo roll or cleaning up after themselves. My nipples were on fire. The water in the bucket wasn't getting any cleaner and I gagged every time I had to rinse out the sponge. I had started to cry. It was so degrading, cleaning up after other people, using my mouth, my ass, my tits. And all the while my treacherous cunt kept dripping and dripping. Sir came by to check every now and then, but he didn't pay me any attention either, just ran a finger through my cunt, wiping the wetness off on the sponge, leaving me to my own misery. Then...what I was dreading, happened. Master James stopped by. He stood in front of me, slowly unzipping his fly. I could tell his cock was hard. He started to piss, but he made no effort at all to aim into the toilet. It went everywhere, on the floor and on the seat. Instead of using the loo roll, he wiped his cock all over my face and the sponge in my mouth. Tears burned behind my eyes. Just when I thought things couldn't get more degrading... "Don't forget to clean up pet," I hope this teaches you to behave in the future." I thought he would leave me to it, but he kept standing there. Oh shit no, now I had to perform this horribly humiliating act in front of him. Without looking at him, I started to wipe the seat. "Better rinse that out before you start on the floor," Master James said. I managed to do it, with a lot of gagging and choking on the filthy water. Then I got started on the floor. I crawled around on my knees, the toilet brush sticking up in the air. Wanting only one thing; for this to be over. Suddenly I felt Master James grab my hair. "Is that what you call cleaning? Here, let me help you!" He grabbed my hair and used it to rub the sponge all over the floor. I had to rinse it out a few more times. I was crying in earnest now. Tears and snot running down my face. But I wasn't done yet. I still had to clean out the bowl. My thighs were burning by now, it was a straining position to hold. While I was busy, I saw Sir approach. "I think she's done now," Master James told Sir. "She behaved badly, but she more than made up for it. You can be proud of your pet. Not all of them can do this. I am proud too." They unlocked the chain and the nipple clamps, cut the tape around my head and wrists and carefully removed the toilet brush from my ass. I didn't want to look at either of them. I felt very small. Sir took me to a bench outside, wrapped a big towel around me and hugged me tightly, running his fingers through my hair. I felt myself melt, it was all I wanted right now. To cry and to be held tightly. Chapter 25 I groaned. My neck was starting to get stiff and my back wasn't at all pleased with the position I'd been in for the last hour. Uselessly, I tried to swat away the bugs that buzzed around me, making me itch all over. My hands were tightly secured though, and I couldn't do anything about it. I cursed my owner. Why the hell did he make me "volunteer" to be pet of the day? I cursed again, and I heard a soft chuckle behind me. "Fuck! Let me go now! I hate you!" I yelled. But there was no response. After my ordeal with the toilet duty a few days ago, Sir had granted me some rest. We went swimming in the lake, sunbathing in the soft grass, enjoying lovely pick nicks with fresh croissants, fruit and cool white wine in the sun. The only thing I wore, were my ears, my collar and my tail. I was getting a nice suntan with all this time outside. The master and his pony, the one that had played a nasty trick on me during the pony ride, had been asked to leave. They had packed up without a word and left. I really didn't miss them! All this relaxing was great, but one sunny morning, while we were getting breakfast at the bakery, Sir decided that it was time for some action again. When he saw a message had been posted on the notice board, he immediately went over to Angela to "volunteer" me. From my position on my knees I could only see the title, which read: "pet of the day." "Oh too bad we already have a volunteer," said Angela. I heard Sir ask when the next occasion would be and she answered that is was a monthly happening. "But maybe..." Angela hesitated, "maybe we can make an exception this time. Two pets should be fun." Sir agreed happily and agreed to meet up at the podium at 10 'o clock for the announcements. I looked at him inquisitively, but he ignored me. Damn! I wanted to know what was going on. The podium? Pet of the day? I'd seen the contraptions on the podium and I was feeling apprehensive about it all. Sir tugged my leash to make me follow him back outside, but I didn't move. I looked at him, as if I could make him tell me what was going to happen. He tugged my leash again, but I refused to move. "Come one pet, move." Sir ordered me, and gave me a slap on my ass. I shook my head. I wanted to ask what was going to happen, but speaking without permission would be a bad idea. "You'll find out soon enough," he said with a wink in Angela's direction. With a few very hard slaps on my ass, he got me moving. He kept the leash short, and didn't allow me to fall behind. On the way to the van, we passed the podium. I swallowed... there were wooden poles with hand cuffs, a metal framework used for bondage and, the stocks. "Pet of the day..." We stopped by a tree, where Sir told me to "pee and do it well, because you won't get another chance soon." When we arrived at the van, Sir attached my leash to the peg in the ground, and sat down on his chair to enjoy a cup of coffee and read the newspaper. I didn't get anything to drink, or to amuse myself with. I could only wait and wonder what was going to happen to me. I kept looking at Sir, hoping to get a clue, or even some attention. But he just sat there with this infuriatingly self satisfied smirk on his face. I got more and more anxious and started plucking at the grass. I just couldn't sit still and wait until it was time. He'll, I didn't even know what the time was. I crawled in my owner's direction to see if I could catch a glimpse of his watch, but the leash was too short. Sir must have gotten tired of my nervous behaviour and stood up so suddenly that I gave a start. He picked up his chair, moved it closer to where I was secured to the peg and sat down again. "Here pet," he commanded me. When I was sitting in front of him, he said "ass up, head up and keep your back straight. If you move, you'll get to feel my whip. You're just going to have to wait until it's time." He sat back in his chair and to my astonishment, stretched his legs and put his feet on my back. "Oh great, now I've been promoted to foot stool," I thought angrily. Chapter 26 When Sir finally stood up, and announced it was time to go, I was actually relieved. Finally, I would know what was going to happen, the terrible boredom was over at least. We went over to the podium and I saw that there was already a crowd gathered there. I knew most of them. Most of them were camping guests, but there were also some people from the village close by, that we'd gotten to know during our stay here. Up on the podium, on her knees, I saw... Donna! She smiled at me. I smiled back, I really liked Donna. But what was she doing there? Her owner, Master David, stood next to her. Angela was there as well, and she beckoned Sir to take me up onto the podium as well. He made me sit next to Donna. On my knees, hands next to my tits like a good puppy. "Today we have not one, but two pets of the day!" Angela announced and the crowd cheered. "The pets are public property of Pine Cone Forest for a day, to be pleasured or tortured as much as you all like." I looked at Sir with a horrified expression on my face. He said nothing, but he did stroke my hair as if to put me at ease. It didn't work. Next to me, I saw Donna with roughly the same expression. "First, our number one rule," Angela said, sternly; "The pets maybe public property, but their owners will supervise. If they think the limits of their pets are being violated, they will intervene. Next, since we have two pets, we'll have to decide which pet goes where." She turned to Sir and Master David, holding a coin and said; "heads means the pet goes in the stocks, and Donna will go on the rack. Tails means it's vice versa." They nodded in agreement and Angela flipped the coin up in the air. It landed and she put it on the back of her hand, slowly lifting up her other hand to reveal the outcome. "It's the rack for Donna, and the stocks for the pet!" She announced enthusiastically. The crowd cheered and in a haze, I let Sir lead me over to the stocks where I would be inescapably locked up, ready to be used and abused by anyone who pleased. I had to stand up, bend over and put my neck and wrists into the gaps on the lower half of the stocks so that Sir could lower the upper half over them and lock it. He made a big show of dangling the key in front of me and putting it on a cord around his neck. I wasn't going anywhere now. The thick hard wood was unforgiving and I was truly stuck in a very awkward position. I couldn't really lift my head to look in front of me. All I saw were Sir's lower legs and his flip flops. I could hardly move my wrists either, the holes in the wood were so small. From the corner of my eyes, I saw that Donna was being secured to the rack- spread eagle, and tied up with rope. I saw Jim walk past, carrying a big crate filled with every bdsm toy imaginable. He put it down in between me and Donna and told the audience that they were free to use them. Suddenly, I saw two pairs of feet in front of me. "That's a lovely pet you've got here," I heard a male voice say. "But can she take as much as my Donna?" He knelt in front of me and looked into my eyes. I shuddered. Master David had a very piercing gaze, but I tried to hold it, with a defiant look on my face. Suddenly, he grabbed my nipples and twisted them viciously. I almost cried out, but I bit my teeth and kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to give him that pleasure. "See, she's a resilient pet David." I heard my owner tell him. Master David stood up and I heard him say that Donna was at least as tough as I was. "I guess we'll see who's the toughest, at the end of the day." In the following hours, I was being thoroughly used. I was tickled everywhere, which made me scream. I was whipped and spanked until my ass and tits were red. I was fucked in every hole with dildos ranging in size from reasonably normal, to I'll-surely-be-torn-apart huge. Lots of hands groped me everywhere and now and then a finger would be inserted in my cunt or my ass and I would have to lick it off, embarrassed as hell, because I was very very wet. I hadn't been allowed to cum. I was on the edge so many times, but the whole time Sir was there to tell the tormentors to stop at the last moment. I had cried and screamed in frustration, but to no avail. As far as I could see, Donna underwent much the same fate. I heard her moans of pleasure and the occasional cry of pain. I heard Master David encouraging the spectators not to hold back. When Sir heard this, he suggested that people come and put as much clothes pins on me as they could. They were put everywhere; on my nipples, my labia, my thighs, my lips and worst of all, my tongue. It hurt like hell and to make matters worse, I was drooling uncontrollably. When one of the camping guests went to get a whip to smack the pegs off my body, I tried to protest, but I could only make futile, incomprehensible noises. To make matters worse, most of the pegs didn't come off until at least several smacks with the whip. I was crying in earnest now. It hurt like hell, especially the ones on my tits and labia. I tried to fend off the blows, but I was powerless of course. Suddenly, I felt a vibrator against my clit. The pain, combined with the pleasure became bearable now. Hell, the blows from the whip only increased my horniness. I was floating now, constantly on the verge of cumming. But there was no relief. When all the pegs were off, the vibe was taken away and I was given some water to drink. I gulped it down gratefully. I had been in the hot sun for a few hours now. Sir knew down in front of me and told me that it made him very horny to see me being tortured like this. He also told me that he expected me to show Master David what a good pet he had. I was puzzled by what that meant, but I was grateful for this short break. "Is your pet close to giving up?" I heard Master David inquire. "Donna is still staying strong, no tears or begging yet." Sir didn't react. Instead he walked off the podium, put on work gloves and went over to some bushes on the other side of the field. I couldn't see any more, but a worried feeling was starting to make itself present. I had a good idea what he was going to do there...
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