The Pet Shop (11 page)

‘Bloody hell, it must have been heaven for you.’ The Boss’s eyes were glued to the monitor where the designated master pumped and stroked Stella’s cunt with an experienced hand, and the sounds coming from her mouth could have very easily come from an animal on heat. At the first sight of Stella naked, he’d had to open his fly just to give his cock enough breathing room. He hadn’t expected that. Though he should have; it was an age-old fantasy, the employer catching his employee naked in the midst of performing lewd acts.

He’d been at the viewings of lots of trainee Pets. Most were rather routine now. ‘Often when they first arrive, new Pets are too nervous to be horny.’ He chuckled and gave his cock a hard stroke. ‘Of course you weren’t. You were hard as a rock. But then you always are, aren’t you?’

‘Christ.’ He sucked air in between his teeth at the sight of the master slipping three fingers into Stella’s grasping pussy, as she arched up giving the camera she didn’t know was there an exquisite view of her gape. In sympathy, the Boss lifted his arse to shove his walking shorts and boxers down enough to get to his balls, and the stroking became more serious. ‘I hadn’t expected this much heat,’ he grunted. ‘You should have warned me. But then you’re not even supposed to be here, are you?’

He couldn’t quite manage to sound angry while watching the scene unfolding between the Pet trainee and the designated master. Without taking his eyes off the monitor, he addressed his companion. ‘If you need to masturbate, you have my permission, how could you not, seeing her like that. Jesus, I can see why you wanted to make room for her in your diary. I can see why you wouldn’t want to schedule anyone else but her.’ He half grunted a chuckle. ‘Now I wonder how anyone could have ever thought her a bit prudish. I suspected all along that still waters run hot. I suspected that urg ... good Christ!’

For a long moment, the Boss couldn’t speak. He was too busy grinding and shifting his bare arse cheeks against the hard metal of the chair, thrusting his cock into the delicious warm depths. Then he reached down and curled his fingers in the unruly locks of his companion’s hair. ‘I’ll have to punish you for this, you know?’ He squeezed the words out between tight lips. ‘I didn’t ask you to suck my cock.’ He didn’t speak again. He just watched the monitor and thrust forcefully into his companion’s mouth as his balls approached meltdown, and the tongue on the underside of his cock tortured him blissfully.

On the monitor, Stella arched as though her back would break and howled her orgasm. The monitor captured the slippery sheen of her grasping lips as the master pulled his hand away and grunted his wad into his trousers.

And the Boss could hold back no more. Strangely it was O’Kelly’s cunt he thought about just as he erupted into the greedy mouth sucking him hard. O’Kelly’s cunt he hadn’t seen in ages, and somehow that made his orgasm more explosive. The thought burned through him like a forest fire causing spasm after spasm of wet lust. And somewhere in the back of his heat-singed mind, he felt something hot and sticky spurt against his calves.

His fingers curled tighter into his companion’s hair and he groaned. ‘I can’t believe you just came on my legs.’ He was about to mention how much more severe such a breech would make the inevitable punishment when Tino pulled away from his cock, wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and caught his gaze with eyes not unlike a wild predator about to pounce. Then in a transformation so swift that it was dizzying, his gaze became shy, submissive just before he lowered himself and began to lick his own semen from the Boss’s leg.

Suddenly the Boss was no longer sure what to do next. Maybe he’d just linger a little longer, maybe he’d take Tino back to his room for his punishment, a punishment that was already making his balls ache with the possibilities. His brain felt fevered as he watched the designated Master tuck Stella into her pallet and leave her to sleep. In the dim light the damp spot on the front of the Master’s trousers appeared like a dark stain, and the Boss smiled at the thought.

His own release was already beginning to feel like a temporary fix. And, not for the first time, the Pet licking and slurping his way up the inside of the Boss’s calf both disturbed and intrigued him with his strange combination of unassailable innocent lust. Not for the first time, he wondered if he should have listened to O’Kelly back when she tried to convince him that Tino was too unruly to be one of the Pet Shop’s Pets.

And now, thanks to him, Tino had caught Stella’s scent, and there was no denying it was a scent he liked very much indeed. The Boss had no illusions as to why Tino was suddenly interested in
his
cock after all this time. And Tino was too smart to think that he didn’t know the score. O’Kelly was wise to stay clear of Tino, he thought. And he was relieved to know her wisdom had kept her safe. But even before the thought was out of his mind, he attached the leash to the Pet’s collar and led him through the private passages to his room in the big house, his cock already aching for more of Tino.

‘T
HIS LOVELY LITTLE DEVICE
is how the Pet Shop manages to send its Pets wherever they have to go and guarantee they’ll be horny when they arrive.’ Audrey busied herself fitting Stella with a leather harness much like those she had seen on ponies who pulled carts. A band of leather attached to the collar connected to another strip similar to the waistband of a bra. It twisted and crisscrossed around and between Stella’s breasts until they were trussed up and presented, nipples bulging like cherries atop plump Christmas puddings. Then the strap continued down over her belly, where it became soft suede, which fit snuggly between the slippery folds of her cunt. From there it continued on between her arse cheeks and up her spine to bisect the chest band again and finally connect to the back of the collar.

It was deliciously uncomfortable and sharply focused Stella’s thoughts on her slickening cunt and aching nipples. ‘This is your introduction to what we call “the Foreplayer”. Normally you’ll only wear it a few hours before we send you to be with a keeper. But we do find it to be a good training device as well. It can also be used for punishing misbehaving Pets. We just cinch it a little tighter.’ Stella had no trouble believing it would be very effective in whichever capacity it was used.

Audrey nodded at one of the male Pets standing leashed to a wrought iron gate near the cobbled drive. ‘Liam there is about to leave to meet a keeper for the weekend. You see how the male Foreplayer circles the balls like a cock ring, and ... there.’ As Liam’s handler unleashed him and led him toward a waiting van, Stella got a view of his tight round arse cheeks. ‘As you can see, the male Foreplayer is also equipped with a small but very effective butt plug to aid in prostate stimulation. Quite arousing, I’m told.’ She pushed Stella’s hair away from her ear and stroked the side of her neck affectionately. ‘Butt plugs, along with dildos of varying sizes can also be attached to the female Foreplayer too if there’s a need. Do you think you would like that, darling?’

The only response Stella made was the clench of her pussy against the soft bind of leather. But Audrey giggled wickedly as though she knew exactly how Stella’s body would respond.

She then stood and took Stella’s lead. ‘Come, darling. Time for your walk, and while we walk, I’ll educate you about being a Pet, about things the Pet keeper’s manual doesn’t tell you, things that Pets have to know in order to be good Pets.’

The lovely grounds were awash in summer birdsong. A fountain tinkled musically at the centre of a formal garden, and the whole space was bordered by a gurgling stream overhung by willows.

On the soft moss beneath a sprawling oak tree, two Pets were curled around each other in a sinuous “69” of pleasure. Stella and Audrey passed close enough to hear the juicy sounds of their heat. ‘Pike and Tika have been given permission by Master to pleasure each other.’ Audrey nodded to the man who fed and masturbated Stella the night before. He stood watching the two Pets with his trousers open and his arching cock in his hand. ‘Neither have keepers this weekend,’ Audrey explained. ‘Some Pets choose never to have keepers. They prefer just to come here and be Pets. I suspect you won’t have a choice in that matter, darling, since you didn’t pay.’

Though Stella would have liked to have offered a protest to Audrey’s remark, she knew better. Before she could dwell on the little tinge of something not quite neutral in Audrey’s voice, the woman continued. ‘What you need to understand if you want to be a Pet, Stella, is that a Pet’s will is always subservient to either her master, her handler or her keeper.’ She pulled the leash tight and Stella stopped only a few feet from the wet oral display, now becoming quite animated. ‘It’s only with their permission that a Pet is allowed attention of any kind, including and most especially pleasure. Forgetting this will always result in punishment and often loss of sexual privileges, even withdrawal of affection, which for a Pet is the worst punishment of all.’

Audrey now stood very close behind Stella, almost in an embrace. She reached around with one hand to caress Stella’s breasts affectionately. It was then that Stella realised Master’s eyes were locked on her. She jumped as Audrey spoke against her ear. ‘Would you like to have Master’s nice thick cock in your wet little pussy, darling? I bet you would, wouldn’t you? And I’m sure Master would like that. He looks so uncomfortable, don’t you think?’

Master looked at his cock then offered Stella a slow, lazy smile. ‘Seeing how much Pike is enjoying having his cock in Tika’s hot mouth, I think I would prefer to have our little Pet suck me,’ he said, giving Stella’s bound breasts an admiring squeeze.

‘Oh, very good choice, Master,’ Audrey said. ‘Well? Go on, dear,’ she encouraged. ‘Don’t be shy. Master won’t hurt you, and obedient Pets are always well rewarded.’ She gave Stella’s bum a lingering caress, then eased her fingers beneath the soft leather that pressed between Stella’s arse cheeks until they brushed Stella’s cunt lips ever so slightly. Her other hand was already pressing down heavily on Stella’s shoulder.

Stella’s nerves jangled. Her stomach knotted and suddenly the lead and harness felt like a trap. She felt exposed, on display in the centre of the garden where other Pets and minders were coming and going and looking on. By the time she allowed herself to be pushed to her knees – with both Master and Audrey offering gentle encouragement – she was trembling all over, frightened that she wouldn’t be able to go through with it. ‘Open your mouth, darling, that’s a girl,’ Audrey was saying. ‘Don’t be nervous. Master’s very gentle with his new Pets. Just relax now. That’s my darling.’

Stella closed her eyes, fighting back tears and felt Master’s fingers curl in her hair, felt him ease her forward. It was a way to get to Tino, nothing more, she reminded herself just as the salty precome of Master’s penis brushed her lips. So why did it feel so much like a betrayal? Maybe Tino wouldn’t approve. Maybe Tino wouldn’t want her after she’d sucked someone else’s cock. She shuddered, and forced herself to focus. She’d made a commitment. She would keep it. With a sob, she took the length of Master’s erection into her mouth, and though he wasn’t small, it seemed an easy fit after sucking Tino’s heavy cock. She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on the task at hand.

‘That’s my girl.’ Master’s voice was tight with arousal, but still it was gentle, careful, as though he didn’t want to frighten her. ‘Oh such a lovely mouth, such a delicious tongue on Master’s cock,’ he crooned.

Around her she heard jostling and shuffling, as though people had drawn near to watch. She clenched her eyes shut tighter and tried to ignore the feeling of being stared at. If she had to suck off a stranger and do it for an audience, it would be easier if she could shut them all out, at least visually. Maybe they would all think she was just so involved with Master’s cock that she was closing her eyes to savour the experience.

She felt Audrey kneel next to her and gently stroke her flank. ‘That’s such a good little Pet, sucking Master’s cock so nice, just like he likes it, making him feel so hot. Such a good little Pet.’ She leant in and kissed Stella’s ear. ‘You’re making me all hot too, darling. You’ve made my pussy all slick and swollen just watching you. You may have to lick it for me after you’re done with Master. Oh, there, there, sweetheart. Don’t tremble so. It’s OK if it pleasures you too. That would make Master and me even hotter. That would make all of us so happy.’

Stella’s nerves were just beginning to ease. She was just beginning to focus, to think she might be able to do what was required of her, even enjoy it a little when suddenly there was scrambling and shuffling from behind, followed by a shout and a low, throaty growl.

‘What the–’ Audrey’s voice caught in a slight yelp, and she pulled away, jostling Stella slightly as she did so. There was a collective gasp from the audience Stella had shut out, which crescendoed to a murmur, and suddenly Stella felt warm rough hands on her hips just before there was another voice, a familiar voice, tight but calm. ‘It’s all right. Leave him.’

There was more shuffling and more sighs and gasps. Bloody hell, was being the public entertainment a part of the training? The warm hands on her hips lifted her bottom slightly, then pulled aside the strap between her legs and replaced it with the hungry lap and press of a hot wet tongue. Pleasure broke through Stella’s confusion in bright flashes of colour. She gasped and gabbled the ecstatic surprise of it against Master’s cock, an effort which caused him to jerk and moan appreciatively.

Dear God, whoever was eating her cunt knew how to focus her attention. One large hand moved down over her belly to strum her clit until she moaned and whimpered around Master’s surging cock. The other hand raked at her nipples, pinching and stroking until each little touch redirected painful pleasure along her overloaded nerve endings and back down to her splayed cunt, until she raised her arse like a bitch ready to be mounted.

She shifted and squirmed and raked her gape against a dance of tongue and lips while sucking on Master’s cock until her cheeks ached. And yet she sucked harder, cupping his balls in her hand and kneading them in tight circular strokes. Somewhere nearby she could make out Audrey’s grunts, and she knew she had a hand between her legs. But there were other grunts, other sounds of flesh against flesh, other moans of pleasure, and all of it wrapped in the rising scent of sex, a scent dominated by the familiar yeasty, desert heat scent of the one eating her cunt.

Master’s grip on her hair became nearly painful. She could feel his pistoning hips straining right on the brink. She sucked harder, letting him hammer into her while her cunt buzzed, and her whole body blissed out on the mouth and the hands pleasuring her. Master bucked and grunted, and his hot semen burst against the back of her throat again and again. She nearly choked in her gasp for air as her own orgasm roared up her spine like flash fire and the strong arms that had been pleasuring her suddenly scooped her backward against a deliciously sweaty naked chest, a hard muscular body she recognised. Her eyes flew open and the words would have burst from her throat if not for the familiar hand clasping over her mouth. Through the blur of heat and emotion she glanced over her shoulder into Tino’s wild, hungry eyes, just before the Boss, dressed for business in a pinstriped suit, jerked Tino’s leash and pulled him off her.

The strangled cry that erupted from both their throats was animal, as another handler stepped in to help the Boss pull Tino away from her, accenting his efforts with a lash of the leather lead that resounded like a gunshot across Tino’s bare arse. She suddenly realised Master had her own lead looped tightly around his fist, securing her close to his thigh. But for a second Tino held her gaze. Another lash cracked across his bottom, but he barely flinched. Instead, the tiniest hint of a smile curled the corners of his mouth before he allowed himself to be pulled away. Then Stella collapsed in a heap on the thick grass suddenly too weak to move.

‘Where is she?’ O’Kelly asked. ‘Is she all right? What the fuck was Audrey thinking? She knows better than to allow a Pet sexual contact this early in the training – and the designated master. What an idiot! Maybe it’s time we designated someone else.’

‘Both Audrey and the master designate have been reprimanded, O’Kelly, and Stella’s fine. I’m sure she’s elated, actually, now that she’s seen Tino.’ The scene that had unfolded in the garden flashed through his head again. ‘There’s definitely no denying that the attraction is very mutual.’ The Boss was surprised at how shaken he still sounded. It irritated him because if he could hear it, then no doubt, so could O’Kelly.

O’Kelly huffed into the phone.

He could almost hear her grinding her teeth to keep from saying she told him so. He pretended not to notice. ‘Stella’s had a bath and something to eat and she’s now receiving more traditional instruction. I want to send her to be with a keeper as soon as possible. Her mind needs to be focused on something other than Tino if she’s going to do us any good.’

There was a sharp pause over the phone that sounded almost like a caught breath held too long, then O’Kelly asked the question he knew she’d been dying to ask from the beginning. ‘And Tino?’

‘A couple of nice welts on his arse, and I wager he’ll be holding his wad for the rest of the day, but otherwise he’s no worse for the wear.’ He forced a smile into his voice and tried to sound casual, tried to ignore his cock, heavy and tense, a prodding reminder of the wad
he’d
been holding since Tino lunged on Stella. He’d known how it would be once he gave in to Tino in the viewing room last night. He knew he would never be able to get enough. That’s why he’d stayed away from him after the first time. Some addictions he just couldn’t afford.

Even after being with Tino all night, even after punishing him for the unwanted seduction, punishing him until his own body dripped sweat from his efforts, until his cock felt like it would go nuclear if he couldn’t bury it in Tino’s lovely arse, he still wanted more. The amazing thing about Tino was that even when he yielded, his whole body still surged with hungry defiance. And in the end, as it had been before, in the fevered frenzy of a night too quickly passed, as dawn paled pink against the windows of the cottage, it had been he who had yielded to Tino, willingly, elatedly.

Though Tino always took his punishment, always took what was coming to him like a good Pet, the Boss never kidded himself about who was really in charge. It had never been an issue until now. But O’Kelly had been right all along. It became clear when Tino arched protectively over Stella, taking the lashes against his bottom like they were nothing, that for the first time in all the years he’d known Tino, there was more at stake than a physical obsession – much more.

‘Did you know he was going to be there?’

O’Kelly’s words forced him back to the present. He took a scorching drink of his tea and his eyes watered. ‘I knew, yes. I thought the chances of them actually seeing each other were slim. But then that is why Stella agreed to the Pet training in the first place, isn’t it?’