sounded firmly on the brick floor, the echoes bouncing off the
walls on their way to the inner chamber of the business office.
Ma’am, there is a new applicant waiting inside,” Troy announced
politely as he handed her the morning mail. She gave his thick,
long brown hair a stroke, igniting a low, rumbling purr.
Troy, thank you. The one from New Jeri? Good, I’ve been expecting
him. First impressions?” She could always count on her assistant
for an honest opinion in this atmosphere of courtiers and toads.
he said with a slight twist of distaste to his lips. “I suppose
we could use someone to clean the showers.”
and tsk-tsk’ed. “They have their uses in other areas,” she said
with a gentle reprimand to the tip of his nose. “Yes, Ma’am.”
she heard muttered as she went into her office.
thought with another chuckle. Such snobs....
at the applicant kneeling in the middle of the floor, she could
tell immediately what set Troy off; the boy had a definite dog
sense about him. Looks like a boxer, she thought, wondering
if this new boy had discovered his inner animal yet. Probably
not, if he came in from New Jerusalem.
boy,” she said, tossing the mail on her desk and turning to
stand in front of it, facing him. “I am Madam Clare. You may
call me Ma’am.”
good morning, Ma’am.”
in formal Presentation, his eyes fixed at her feet. Clare gave
a small nod of approval. She had taken a month to decide if
she wanted to take him on. His previous trainers had given up
on him, declaring his wall of pride was too thick for them to
she ordered. He stood in one fluid movement, a small surprise
for such a compact body. “Inspection.” His hands went behind
trained at Evedim h’Beit,” she commented as she moved around
him. His skin colored slightly. “Why have you come here? You
would fetch a pretty price in a private household.” She took
a nipple between two fingers and gave it a harsh twist. He grunted
but didn’t move. She gave his taunt butt a pat in approval.
felt that I had too much pride, Ma’am,” he confessed after a
moment. Honest. She nodded. And Troy saw a submissive in this
boy? A titanium wall was what she saw.
always approve of Evedim’s methods, they had no imagination,
tending to treat everyone the same instead of playing on individual
personalities. Clare tended to see animal souls in people and
used that to her advantage. So they offered the boy to a public
house -as punishment? There were still plenty of noses that
went into the air over public pleasure houses. Hmmm... dogs...
her chair from behind the desk and sat, pointing at her feet.
He dropped back into Presentation.
are new,” she commented. “They got dusty on the way in. Clean
“Does Ma’am have a preferred method, Ma’am?” he asked politely.
at the tip of the toe, he began with small licks and then extending
into lapping over her ankles. She could feel the warm moistness
of his tongue through the new black leather. His lapping grew
into slurping as he sucked at the toe of the boot, low growls
of pleasure emerging from his throat. Clare raised an eyebrow.
What’s this? She noticed that his hips where moving in small
rutting motions. Reaching over to her desk, she quietly took
the newspaper and rolled it up.
as the paper hit his ass.
she snapped. He hid his face in the floor and whined. That was
fast, she thought, congratulating herself on the guesswork.
not given permission to hump. Turn.”
keeping his face to the floor as he turned, presenting his butt
to her. She smacked it a few more times, the flesh reddening
nicely as he whined. He tried to pull away. Clare put the toe
of her boot against his hole, grinding his hips to the floor
and continued to beat his ass and the backs of his thighs with
that she had his attention, she tossed the paper back onto the
desk and watched his quivering form for a moment.
the air,” she commanded. “Not that high.” She slid her boot
under him, digging into his balls. “You will come when I want
you to come. Your cock and balls belong to me. Under no circumstances
are you to masturbate without my permission. You should have
learned all that under your previous owners.”
yes, Ma’am,” she heard muffled from the floor. His previous
owners probably didn’t know there was a dog lurking inside of
him, she thought.
her boot on his balls and he grunted with a small quiver of
his hips. Suspicious, she used her boot to flip him over. His
belly and her boot were covered in a sticky, whiteness. He whined,
paws in the air as he presented his belly to her.
a mental note to herself to tell Troy to order more newspapers.
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