Ginny and Katy Pt. 18

This was the same place she'd picked before, putting them were they would not be tripped over but where I would present my behind to her if she sat at the table or worked at the counter. I lapped up some water while she watched me, a faint smile on her face. She put my empty food bowl down too.

I turned to her, stared for a moment, then danced around her barking. There were so many things we talked about Ginny doing for Katy. I was anxious to find out what she had in mind next.

And was surprised that the first thing we did was so ordinary. So domestic. But it did set a tone that this wasn't just about sex. It was about life style. She started washing the dishes. I had an instant "What the hell?" response. I circled the room, rubbed up against her leg, whined and did it all again. She let me do it a few times, then spoke to me sternly.

"Ginny, lie down!"

I lowered myself to the floor, and lay there making puppy dog eyes at her. She glanced at me, and smiled, from time to time. She soon started humming and dancing a bit as she often did when she was busy. I was reminded of that morning I'd come upon her in panties and stockings in the laundry getting ready for work. And wondered that it was only six months ago.

And you know, she was right? She was damn near always right. It felt wonderful.

I found myself smiling as I realized that I was trying to see up her skirt. Something that had held no interest before that day seemingly so long ago. And I scooted forward, on my belly, until I was just behind her. She was wearing tan stockings with seams.

I craned my neck up trying to see into the shadows. I could just make out the white of her panties between her legs. She moved and almost stepped on my hand. I moved back a few inches and could tell by the way her legs moved that she's partially turned. I looked up. She was leaning over, looking around her hip to see me.

I whined again. She pulled her skirts out so I could see clearly all the way up, then spread her legs for me. Very much 50's era garters, panties, and even the stockings. I started licking my way up her legs, but she dropped her skirt and stepped away.

"Not now, Ginny. Go back over there and lie down."

I did, showing my reluctance, then lay there wagging my tail. She finished the dishes, put the last one away, and turned to face me, leaning back on the counter, watching my tail wag.

"Sit!"

I was up in a flash, in the very comfortable "sit" pose she'd taught me the first night. She reached into the pocket of her skirt and brought out something she didn't let me see.

"Beg."

I went up into beg, my shoulders back, my breast thrust out, my paws up by my shoulders, curled into loose fists.

"Open."

I opened my mouth and waited. She placed an object on my tongue, which turned out to be one of my favorite chocolates. The same kind she'd used for training before.

"Sit."

I did.

"Virginia?"

"Yes, Katy."

I want both of you to listen to this.

Now that was something new, and did odd things to me. My Virginia part perked up, and as usually happened the humiliation of what I was doing perked up too. The Ginny part diminished a bit. She was paying attention, but wasn't as in control as she usually was.

Never the less, I barked without thinking about it. Then, more slowly, added "Yes, Katy."

I was very aware of being nude, of my tail wiggling in my ass, of my collar snuggling around my neck. My pussy pulled open due to my pose, my inner labia protruding and the air cooling the moisture on them. My breasts gently wiggling, my nipples rising. And all of this making my clit pop out to it's full length. I wanted to play with myself pretty badly. But I pulled my attention back to what she was saying.

"Good girls. Here's the way it's going to be. You can't be a puppy twenty-four / seven. It wouldn't be healthy. So, each morning you will become Virginia and do her your usual exercise program. Then you will do a new task I'm going to tell you about later. Then you'll shower become Ginny again. Do you both understand?"

"Yes, Katy."

Bark!

"After that, you can come back to bed, or go play, or whatever your puppy desires lead you to."

Bark, bark!

"OK, baby doll, let's go watch a little TV, play a bit, then I'll take you out before it gets dark."

That "take you out" euphemism gave me pause. We'd talked about it. We'd agreed to it. And I wanted to do it for the total experience. But I still anticipated I'd be feeling pretty humiliated. She was already walking into the living room.

"And I've got a present for you, Ginny. Come!"

I got up and trotted in to find her sitting on the couch with her feet up on the coffee table, flipping through channels with the remote. I sat on the floor by her knees and gave her my best puppy dog eyes. I sat for a minute or so, then pawed her knee and whined.

"You know you're not supposed to be on the furniture unless I say you can. Lie down, baby."

I crawled under her legs then lay down there. I wasn't paying much attention until I heard someone bark. I popped my head and shoulders up and looked over the coffee table at the TV. It was my Virginia side that was curious, but as I did it I realized Ginny had also responded to that bark. The first time I could recall that we'd both done something so thoroughly together. Well, except sex, of course. We were both often together on sex, though Ginny did things differently.

I looked at the screen. There were three woman with rubber tails and and dog collars on the screen. There was a large cage behind them. They were all leashed to weights, chunks of concrete. They could drag them around, but not easily. They were lined up shoulder to shoulder, all wagging their tails, while a guy moved from one to the next fucking each in the pussy for a minute or so before moving to the next.

I crawled out from under her legs and went into "sit" to watch. I flinched when Katy patted me, I was so into what I was watching I'd forgotten she was there.

"You like baby?"

Bark!

"Should I get you some play mates?"

I felt my mind go "thud" and screech to a halt. Someone else see me like this? The idea almost jerked me out of character. But it also caused my pussy to clench up tight, my nipples came up and my clit stirred. She was still petting me, from the top of my head down to the nape of my neck.

I looked over my shoulder at her. She was smiling. I turned back to the screen and whined and barked. Basically saying, "Yes, but..."

"Or would you like me to get you a nice big cock?"

Another solid "thud." Again, the idea of someone else seeing me. Added to that, I hadn't had a penis in a long time. And I found that I craved one.

I whined and barked again.

"Don't worry about it, Ginny. We'll look into that when you're ready."

I leaned sideways and rubbed my face on her skirt. She was playing with my hair and patting me as the video progressed. I found myself wiggling uncomfortably. I was getting very horny. As I thought about it I felt my clitoris slide out of it's hood and started pivoting my hips, humping the air.

I needed to come, but she was ignoring my distress. Or, at least, pretending to ignore it. The video ran another few minutes, ending with the girls begin put back into the big cage. It was followed by another, with one of the women from the first video. She was in what looked like an old warehouse and was being a dog. Fetching a tennis ball, running around, catching bits of food tossed at her.

I whined again and tried to turn to face Katy, but she held my head against her leg, forcing me to watch the video run through.

"Are you dripping on my carpet, Ginny?"

She was mentally pushing me down into Ginny. The "my carpet," to emphasize that I was hers, in her house, and messing up her carpet.

Bark! Whine! Bark, bark.

I was still slowly humping the air.

"Sit."

I did, shifting my weight over and over. She stood up, smoothed her skirts, then took hold of my collar. I followed as she pulled m away from the couch and positioned me so I faced the full length mirror to the side of the hallway. I looked at myself, now on hands and knees, and watched as my tail wiggled from my hips still gently humping the air.

"Stay."

She went back to the box, got something, the approached me, hiding whatever it was in the folds of her skirt. She knelt beside my hip, petting me from my hair down to my tail, which she then tugged on gently. I wanted her to play with my pussy, and tried to arch my back and rotate my hips to tell her what I wanted. She stroked the insides of my thighs but didn't go near my pussy.

I whined, getting louder and louder. Ginny was in full control and she was in heat. She was demanding, urgent, almost my entire attention was in my pussy, I was barely aware of the rest of my body until Katy pinched one of my nipples. If she'd done it just a little harder I think I'd have come just standing there.

I whined again then felt something touch my outer lips.

I let out a low "Ohhhhhhh." A low, drawn out howl.

It pushed into me and I realized it was a dildo. As it entered me I could feel it was a large one. I was so wet there was no resistance at all. I felt myself expanding to enclose it. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head back up to face myself in the mirror.

What I saw in the mirror was an odd scene. Facing me was a nude blond woman with big breasts wearing a dog collar with a very shiny tag. She's on all fours. Those breasts tipped with large, angrily stiff nipples. Her behind just visible past her lust filled face, slowly rising and falling, tail wagging above it.

Kneeling back near the nude woman's ass was a very pretty 50's era housewife with a fist full of the nudes hair and pushing a big dildo into her. I couldn't see the dildo, of course, but I sure knew it was there. The housewife was also looking into the mirror.

I whined again, watching myself do it. Feeling myself contract and release as the dildo went deeper into me. She never pulled it back at all, just pressed it tantalizingly slowly into me. It felt like it would never stop, then something hit my clit and I convulsed, twisting out of her grip on my hair and dropping my chest to the floor.

I howled, growled and twisted around. She still hadn't stroked the dildo out of me, she just held it in while I thrashed around. I was still panting, barely starting to recover, when she took me by the collar and pulled me up on my front legs again. She gave me a second to get stable then started walking me backwards. My head was hanging down and watched my breasts sway around.

After a few step backwards I felt the dildo push harder into me as it came up against something solid. I looked back and saw that she'd had me back up to the coffee table. The dildo apparently had a suction cup. I felt it wiggle in me as she stuck it firmly onto the side of the coffee table.

She slapped me on my behind and stood up. I looked up into the mirror to see her sit down on the couch again, putting her feet back up, a few inches away from my tail. I looked over my shoulder at her.

"Aren't you still horny, Ginny?"

I'd been recovering and focusing on doing what she wanted, but her comment returned my full focus to my stretched pussy, and a bit less to my nipples. As I though about how I must look, my clit, which had started to retract, slid back out. I was most definitely still horny.

Bark!

"Go ahead, baby, enjoy yourself. Maybe this will help."

A bit of playful torture, of course. I was so wound up I didn't need any help. But she pressed "play" on the remote and a new video started up. I looked over my other shoulder towards the screen. Three more girls, nude with tails, collars and leashes. And one really big guy holding their leashes. They were being walked in what looked like a park. One of my fantasies was to be walked in a public park.

I started humping the dildo hard. The finger or whatever it was crushing my clit near the bottom of each stroke. I shuddered from tail to nose. I whined and growled and slammed myself against the table, against that clit finger, on each back stroke. Then slowly slid forward feeling it tug at my insides, suck at them, on each forward stroke.

My head was, again, hung between my shoulders. I was watching my breast jiggle gently on the out strokes and dance around wildly on the in strokes, especially when I hit bottom.

I heard Katy say, "Ginny, look up."

I did to find her standing between me and the mirror, looking all Donna Reed. She reached behind her and I saw the torso of her dress loosen as she pulled the zipper down. I slowed my strokes then stopped with my butt up against the table. Wiggling my hips to get the finger on the dildo to rub my clit while I watched her.

The dress fell to her feet. She pushed the petticoat over her hips and let it fall too. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside. As I'd thought earlier, she was wearing 50'ssit era underwear. Not lingerie, underwear. Full bra, garter belt, and panties. It appeared all white cotton. Simple seamed stockings and white high heels. She reached up and removed all the pins from her hair, letting it fall down her back.

"Ginny, speak."

She was reminding me I was her puppy.

Bark!

"Speak, louder, Ginny!"

I howled at her.

"Good girl."

She pulled the crotch of her panties aside, showing herself to me.

"Have you been a good girl? Do you want a treat, Ginny?"

Bark, bark!

She pulled her panties down past her thighs then did that sexy shimmy woman do to get their panties to slide down to their feet. I licked my lips and moved to step forward until I felt the dildo pulling at my insides. I stopped and whined again.

She lowered herself gracefully to the floor, laid back, knees up, legs spread.

I moved forward, slowly, feeling the dildo pull at me as it slid out. It came free with a audible "pop." I moaned from the loss it filling me. But her pussy beckoned. I crawled forward and lowered my face into her crotch, breathing deeply of her fragrance. She looked up at me.

"Ginny, beg."

I paused, amazed that she was stopping me. I wanted her. She smelled so good. With everything else that was going on, I hadn't notice earlier that she'd used perfume. I suppose, partially, I didn't notice because she'd used mine. But as I stood there over her, breathing over her pussy I noticed it.

"Ginny, beg. Now!"

I did, panting, quivering.

"Good girl. You can have your treat now."

I dove into her, down on my elbows, my nipples brushing the carpet. I wasn't gentle, pushing my face down hard on her, thrusting my tongue inside her, rubbing her clitoris with my nose. And I thought that this was such a special occasion, that I'd do something special for her.

I pushed her thighs up with my nose. Pulled her legs up with my teeth, nipping at the insides of her knees. She finally got the message and pulled her legs up to her chest. I licked her clit again, then moved down over her pussy and to her ass, and started licking there gently. She moaned out in pleasure. I licked her now, from her ass to her clit and back, over and over. She squirmed a bit, then a bit more, pulling her legs tight to her chest. And came. Quietly, but obviously quite strongly. My face was suddenly wet with her come. She'd sprayed me, which she didn't do very often.

"Stop, stop, stop. Ginny, sit."

I got up on all fours, then into my sit pose. She stood then leaned over to pet me.

"You stay down here. I'll be back in a few minutes."

She gathered her clothes and went upstairs. I dropped into my "down" position and watched the hallway awaiting her return. She came back a few minutes later, in her "uniform" with a wash cloth in her hand. I got up as she approached and was rewarded with being petted as she went past me to the couch.

I followed her and waited as she sat on the edge, then signed me to come closer. She wiped my face clean then told me to turn around. I did and she cleaned my thighs and pussy. My face was near the dildo, glistening, still firmly stuck to the table.

"Ginny, you have to clean up your toys."

I looked back towards her as she continued to clean my pussy, and whined.

"You don't know how? Silly puppy. Dogs use their tongues to clean."

She finished cleaning me and slapped my butt.

"Go around the other side so I can watch."

I did, licking at it quite happily. As I worked around the tip, I wondered about something. It had been a long time. I moved so that my mouth was lined up with the end and put it in my mouth. I sucked on it, moving slowly forward, letting it reach the back of my throat.

My gag reflex cut in for a moment. Then again as I pushed harder. I used to be good at this and wondered if I still was. I got it barely into my throat and had to back off. It was bigger than any cock I'd ever swallowed. And it had been a long time.

Her hand was between her legs, moving very gently, as she watched me.

"You're out of practice, babe?"

Bark!

I went back to just cleaning. When I finished, she patted the couch to her side. I jumped up, curled around myself against her leg, and laid my head in her lap. She's turned on some modern romantic comedy. It didn't get my interest at all, especially as deeply into Ginny as I was at that moment. And it had been an exhausting day for me. So much nervous energy. So much anticipation.

At that moment, things felt just perfect to me. I had my girl, and my girl had her puppy. It felt like everything was right in the entire world. I fell asleep with her stroking me.