The Pet by Peter242

The Pet by Peter242

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Emma often thought about the first time she had been thrashed by Janet. Emma was eighteen at the time and Janet was forty.

Emma had been given a really hard thrashing because she wasn’t going to bed quickly enough when told to do so. She knew that for the whole of the following day, which was a Saturday, she would have to stay in her room with her food brought to her. However, she knew she deserved to be spanked and have those restrictions imposed because of her disobedience.

Whilst the punishment was one humans were given, Emma was living the life she wanted as a puppy girl pet dog and so she didn’t just have to stay in her room, but actually in her dog cage in her room. The food and water were served in two dog bowls and Emma had to scoop the food and water up with her tongue because she was living her pet puppy dog life.

Today was pretty much a repeat of that first time. Emma was watching the TV. It wasn’t any programme she wanted to watch but one that was on at the time. However, when told it was her bedtime she was caught up by the programme and asked, “Can I just watch this, please?”

Janet said sternly, “No, go to your cage now.”

Emma stayed looking at the screen just a moment too long, and gasped as she heard, “Fetch me the hairbrush, you naughty puppy girl.”

The relevance of Janet calling her a puppy girl rather than just her puppy was that this was a punishment for when she was a human being. Emma still saw herself only as a pet, but willingly submitted to being thrashed whenever she misbehaved, or, like just now, disobeyed her owner.

Emma knew what was going to happen but obediently went to the cabinet, opened the drawer, picked up the wooden-backed hairbrush in her mouth, and went back and dropped it on the floor in front of Janet, her owner.

Once she was holding the hairbrush Janet glared at Emma and knew she didn’t have to get her to bare her bottom as she was already naked, as she always was when at home. Instead, she turned a dining chair into the room, sat down, put the hairbrush on the tabletop close to her, and ordered, “Get across my lap, you very naughty girl.” After all, just then Emma was a human being about to be thrashed for being naughty.

Moments later Emma was across Janet’s lap and felt her bottom being rubbed in circles. She actually relished that feeling because being thrashed was something she wanted to happen very often, and it did happen regularly. After several rubs, she felt the first spank followed by spank after spank with Janet’s hand, and she took every spank even as her bottom increasingly stung.

Janet spanked Emma’s bottom for several minutes with her hand, enjoying how she squirmed around on her lap and gasped with the pain, but staying in place, as she always did. Then, she picked up the hairbrush and spanked her with really hard spanks without any gaps between each spank. She was rewarded with much louder gasps and a clearly struggling naughty girl on her lap, but both knew this was the required punishment.

Emma dissolved into crying buckets of tears but knew that Janet wouldn’t be at all sympathetic because of that, and rightly so. She needed to obey Janet straight away every time or be thrashed every time, and even though being severely disciplined turned Emma and Janet on, first and foremost both knew it was a punishment that had to be carried out.

Once Janet was satisfied with the bruises painted on Emma’s bottom she stopped and ordered, “Cage.”

Emma only needed the one word, pushed herself up from Janet’s lap, and was sniffing back tears as she immediately left the living room, went upstairs into the second bedroom, and got into her metal cage. It was large enough for her to lie down but she brought her knees up to her breasts, and she was more than happy to do so as she had been sent to her cage so many times before and knew it would happen whenever she was naughty, or even just because Janet wanted some self-time.

As she thought those thoughts, lying down in her cage but smiling even though her bottom once again stung so much, she was still so pleased that she had met Janet, who was certainly old enough to be her mum and proved to be a very loving and caring girlfriend. They met at a party, clicked, and arranged to have supper, with Emma going to Janet’s house.

Janet was an alpha female, holding a very senior position at work, whilst Emma was at university. They discussed their various likes and dislikes, but Janet quickly noticed that Emma agreed to everything that she said. She asked, “Do you always agree?”

Emma blushed as she replied, “I can see you know what you’re talking about, and so do accept what you say is right.”

It didn’t take long for Janet to prise from Emma what her true feelings were. She wanted to find a girlfriend who, like Janet, was old enough to be her mum, and on whom she could depend totally to govern what she did. She accepted that she found it far easier to do as she was told rather than have her own points of view or make her own decisions.

Janet then asked, “How do you see yourself?”

Emma was blushing as she replied, “I see myself with the same needs as a puppy dog. I want to feel important but know that I have to follow every instruction given to me, agree with everything I’m told, do everything I am told, in fact, every time.” After a few moments, she added, “I’m just having difficulty finding someone who can treat me like that, but get the feeling that you could be that person.”

Janet replied, “I never got married and had a family but have had a string of dogs, and can totally relate to what you are saying. I loved them all and cared for them. I fed them, groomed them, took them for walks and the like, but they knew to do as I said or they would be sent back to their cages which was their naughty spot.

Emma was beaming as she listened because that was exactly how she wanted to be in a relationship. She replied, “I can really relate to being a puppy dog and being treated in just the way that you have described, knowing that I would also have to be totally obedient to my owner. At the same time, I would also like to be a human dogsbody who looks after the home, does the cleaning, washing, ironing, bed making, and the like, and obey my owner every time. I have always seen myself as a puppy and a girl as a mixture of the two, but love the thought of being owned and being loved and looked after by my owner.”

Janet asked, “What about when you disobey? Would you want to go and sit in a cage?”

Emma replied, “That does sound cool, and a cage would be right for me to be sent to, but as I would be a human dogsbody as well, I have imagined in my life that human punishments should play a large part. I have imagined that when I am a disobedient puppy dog major offences should be dealt with by way of a bare bottom spanking with your hand or hairbrush or belt or leather slipper, with smaller offences dealt with by having my legs smacked. Badmouthing including any answering back or arguing should result in my face being slapped a few times. I have imagined wearing a dog collar and when out with my owner and being led by a leash.” She was smiling when she added, “When I am a good girl, though, then I would want to make love to you.”

Janet smiled as she replied, “Actually, I think I could do all of those things. I was going to get another puppy and my cleaner has moved as well. The way you have described what you would like to do would fulfil both those current voids in my life. If that works for you, then would you like to move in with me?”

Emma replied, “I would love to be your puppy pet girl. Would you be very strict and impose all the discipline that is needed?”

Janet replied, “I will be what you clearly want me to be, which is ultra-strict. So, if that is the case you will come and be my very obedient pet and I will be your loving but very strict owner. You will address me as, Mum, both at home and when out to show your obedience to everyone we are with or meet.”

Emma breathed a huge sigh of relief and replied, “Yes, please, Mum.”

Janet was smiling as she explained, “I have several leather dog collars made of durable outer leather stitched to inner breathable polyurethane leather which is ultra soft and I think you would find comfortable.”

Emma was still smiling as she replied, “Cool, Mum, really cool.”

Janet then continued, “I have a lovely large metal cage as well. It is large enough for you to

sit up in, and to sleep in. I send my dogs there when they misbehave, and whilst it can be locked I wouldn’t with you but trust you to stay there until released. It has a really soft mattress and my dogs have always felt secure when in the cage. ”

Emma gasped and smiled as she had imagined herself being in a cage. “Oh wow, Mum, that sounds so so cool as well.”

Two days later and Janet left her uni lodging and moved in with Janet. The dog collar was put on immediately, and it was agreed that whenever Emma was at home she would be naked and go around on all fours. She happily did that immediately.

Emma loved having the dog collar around her neck. It had a disc on it which explained that she was the pet, as well as a message that, if lost, please phone this number for her owner, and Janet’s mobile was there. She loved to wear her dog collar in the house as a constant reminder that she was owned, but she loved that feeling and the knowledge that she was actually owned. She didn’t want free will, but just to be loved as the pet that she wanted to be, and knew how lucky she was to have such a loving and caring owner.

The routine they followed was what they both wanted. Initially, both would be out during the weekdays, Janet in her very senior position at the office, and Emma at university. Emma always did her homework at university to get that out of the way. She was then invariably the first home, breathing a huge sigh of relief that she was able to leave the outside world behind and return to being the obedient puppy and dogsbody. She would get undressed straight away and secure the dog collar around her neck. She would then check for any hair growth on her pussy lips armpits and legs, and shave herself if there was any as her owner wanted her clean shaven at all times and regularly inspected her. If any hair stubble was found it would mean her legs being smacked very hard and several times.