He left her alone. The dimly lit room afforded nothing in the way of distraction, and she spent most of the time staring nervously at the walls of the cage. Nothing could be seen through the doorway from where she was caged
By the time he returned to let her out, she was shivering from lying on the metal tray that was at the bottom of the cage. A shallow ceramic dish was set down a few feet away on the carpet.
She began crawling, half in, half out of her new prison, and looked up at him. He gestured impatiently towards the bowl which, when she looked more carefully at it, appeared to hold a few spoonfuls of something that resembled oatmeal. She hated oatmeal. Still, she dared not refuse what was obviously an order; she didn’t know what he’d do if angered. As she came fully out of the cage, he grabbed her by a chuck of hair and quickly clipped a leash onto her collar.
“You’re sure you want to do it?” he had asked, and she, with an unexpected eagerness nodded.
He quickly gave a hard smack on her ass. “EAT! You will not get another chance this evening.”
She began to eat, sticking her tongue out as far as it could go to scoop up the food. As the bowl got lower, she stuck her face in more, the food covering her nose and cheeks, even in her hair. She was embarrassed to look at her new owner in such a messy state. He didn’t notice her as she stared, sitting in his chair looking at his laptop. She let out a small “woof”, she was so uncomfortable at just the thought of what she did. WHen he still didn’t respond, she did it again, louder this time, “woof, woof”. He finally looked at her and got up.
“Good girl, all done.” he said. He took her leash and begin to bring her out of the room, crawling through the beautiful house to the back door. He opened it and then went into the massive yard. He brought her a few paces out. They stopped by a post and he attached her leach to it. She was stuck at this spot, just as she was in her cage. He spoke again, “Go to the bathroom, I will clean you off after.” as he removed her chastity belt.
She froze thinking, use the bathroom here, She knew it was in the rules to only go with his permission, but she didn’t realize it would be in the yard like a real dog. She was getting shy and couldn’t bring herself to go. He gave her a quick slap on her ass, “if you do not go now, you won’t have another chance until morning.”
She began to pee a little stream, her face turning hot and red. Her owner walked to the corner by the house as she went and returned with a hose. He began to spray her down. The water was freezing and she tried to crawl away, only to be stopped by her leash attached to the pole. He did her hair, face, and body. Spraying hard on her already engorged pussy, causing her to moan slightly from the arousal. He stopped and left her there while he went back inside.
She was nervous, would he leave her there all night? I was slightly cold, even colder with her wet hair and no sun to warm her up.
He returned with a few things in his hand. He began to brush her hair. It was tangled and matted from the water and food. THen, before she had a chance to realize what was happening, he grabbed the left chunk and cut it right below her ear. All she heard was the chomp of the blades slicing through her hair. “No!” she said as she shook her head and crawled as far away from him as she could with leash limitation.
He grabbed her by the hair that was left and pulled her hard to the ground. Pulling off his belt and began wacking away at her backside. She began to wale.. “Ahh!”
“This is your last warning! I will get the gag out if you say one more thing out of turn” he shouted.
“Yes sir” she whimpered through her tears. She felt the stings on her back and butt.
He continued with the sissors. He went to the right side now and sliced through the hair at the same length as the left. She had never had hair this short and it made her curls more prominent. He took 2 hair ties and put her hair in pig tails.
“This looks better, more like a cute little poodle.” he smiled. “Back inside for the night now” he took her leash and pulled her back into her study. He opened the door to the cage, she went in as he removed her leash and put a lock on the door. He turned off the lights as he left the study for the night as she began to cry. Touching what was left of her hair and the slightly raised lines on her back and but from his belt. She didn’t know how to get out of this situation. She cried until she ran out of energy and fell asleep.
Before she knew she was asleep, she was awoken by bright lights and her master banging his shoe at the side of the cage to wake her with a jolt. She thought it all must had been a bad dream until she opened her eyes to see the cage bars were actually still there.
He owner opened the lock and attached the leash, bringing her right outside like the previous night.
He attached her to pole and she knew what to do, peeing more confidently. He got the hose and began to clean her off. this time it was warm from the sun and she didn’t mind being outside. He grabbed her leash once more and brought it to the patio where dog bowls of water and food were laid out. The food looked better this morning, looked like toast torn up. She easily ate it. When it came to the water through, it was so much harder for her to slurp it up with her tongue, but she did as much as she could because she was so thirsty.
When she was done, owner took the leash once more and brought her to a chair in the kitchen. She waited patiently on all 4’s, knowing the rules. He told her to stand up, she felt her bones and muscles relaxing as she hadn’t stood up straight in what seemed like forever. He sat her down and began to bind her in the chair. She didn’t know what to think as her arms and legs were tied to the chair, then he unexpectedly took the leash and pulled it hard to tie her neck to the back on the chair. SHe was trapped and couldn’t move at all as she began to test the limits of the straps, only to feel the pressure against it.
He spoke casually, ” I was thinking about your haircut last night and I don’t think it is fitting for a puppy of mine. I told you I would shave your head and I don’t think that would be it either”. She gave a sigh of relief as he said it. “I am going to shave you down the middle, so that your cute curly poofs stand out more on each side”
She began to cry and plead, “Please sir, no. PLEASE DON’T”.
He slapped her across the face. “THis was not up for discussion. You are a puppy, I will groom you how I see fit.” he said as she wheeped.
He left her there to cry as he went to retrieve what looked like a tennis ball. He shoved it in her face. It was a ball gag that was strapped to the back of her neck. Droll started to leak out down her chin.
Master remover the hair ties and picked up a pair of clippers and turned them on. The buzzing sound sent chills down her spine. He took to the top of her forehead, right in the middle and went all the back as she let out a muffled scream through her gag. He continued, widening the gap. Then, he went around to the back and continued it.
When he was done, he traced the newly buzzed parts with his fingers, she could feel all that was gone and imagined what she must look like now. Only curly hair on her sides with hardly anything down the middle, a gap around 4 inches wide with only a mm of hair. She couldn’t stop crying, but also was very aware of how turned on she was. She felt a pinching in her vagina as her owner noticed how wet she was.
He started to tickle her pussy with his fingers smiling. “You are crying over your hair, but are very turned on my pet” he continued. He played with her clit and started to put his fingers in and out of her vagina with vigior. She came close to orgasm when he stopped. “You will not cum without permission!” he shouted with a slap on her face.
She tried to calm herself down. He removed her gag and left her to compose herself still tied up. He wiped her pussy with a napkin, it was so tender as she wiggled as much as she could front he sensation. He removed her straps and told her to kneel. He put the chastity belt back on and took her leash as he led her back to the cage.
He locked her back up and left her there without a word. She began to touch her head for the first time and cried thinking how ugly she must be now, thinking about what she got herself into. But as she rubbed her head, her arousal grew, and she tried to touch her pussy. Master had put the belt on so tight that she couldn’t find any way to get anything in as tried to rub a finger in.
When master returned, he brought her out of the cage and removed her chastity belt. It was soaked. He took out some sort of fur from his pocket and put the rubber end in her juicy pussy. She grunted and he removed it, only to put it in her ass. It was a dog tail! He smacked her cheek and said for her to wiggle! SHe was humiliated, but obeyed. He brought her out to the yard on her leash.
As they passed through the garden, they could smell the fragrant roses and feel the warmth of the sun on their skin. Monica was desperate to escape from her situation, yet a part of her felt like she belonged. It was a strange combination of misery and comfort that she hadn’t felt before.
Master tugged on the leash, bringing her back to him. He looked down at her with an expression of amusement and pleasure. Monica felt ashamed of the pleasure Master was taking from her humiliation, and yet, some small part of her was aroused. His dominance and her submission had formed a powerful bond between them.
Master led her inside, still on the leash, and she obediently followed. They reached the living room and he pulled her onto his lap and hugged her tight. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear and stroked what parts of her hair he took, calming her and soothing away her shame, playing with her until he let her orgasm at last.
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