New story: Pet therapy

13 Oct 2016

Description:

Paul is a well-established professional, enjoying a lucrative lifestyle.
He has a very high standard for the girls, and is not willing to compromise.
One day he meets Christine, a Psychology student from a nearby college.
From the first moment, Christine expresses her desire to date Paul.
She is a perfect match for Paul, as she completely fulfills his ideal image for the girlfriend.

However, Christine has other plans in mind.
She is only interested in turning Paul into her pet, her obedient dog slave.
She slowly, and skillfully brings Paul inside the wonderful world of submission.
Without much choice, Paul falls in the trap, and becomes Christine’s dog for two weeks.

The story continues with graphic descriptions of Paul’s slavery.
He endures endless humiliation, and degradation in hands of his beautiful tormentor.
At the end, Paul is facing the difficult choice - whether to stay with Christine, or leave her forever.

Excerpt:

This story started when I was drinking my wine at the local bar. My future seemed to be bright and promising. At the age of 25, I have been already promoted to be a mid-level manager position in a well-known IT company. With my salary and bonuses, I could easily afford to rent a decent house near the downtown. A new car, and a growing savings account were also traits of the successful achievement. However, my personal life wasn’t that great. My last girlfriend has left me 4 months ago. Since then, I was in a continuous search to find someone else. Unfortunately, all my efforts were fruitless.

Filled with the blown self-esteem, I was always looking for the perfection. Any negligence, tardiness, or even something lightly unexplained, was already enough to break the relationship. Last one separation with girl called Laura was particularly painful, even nasty. She has questioned my motives, and a dedication. As a result, I just walked away, leaving her in tears. But I never looked back, she was just another experience for me.
“With the success comes a great responsibility,” I told myself. “I just can’t afford to be with someone unsuitable. I will surely find someone much better than her.

So, here I was, looking in vain for someone to spend my time. My eyes caught a group of 3 college age girls entering the bar. They were giggling and laughing about something. As the common visitors they approached the bartender and have ordered their drinks. They chose to sit next to my table, so I was able to gaze at them. They all wear colorful, expensive dresses which emphasized their beautiful bodies. Add to this carefully selected sets of jewelry on every one of them, and you will understand my reaction. Surely, it was a sight for sore eyes which I immensely enjoyed.

The girls were busy talking about the future plans. They haven’t been paying much attention to the surroundings. Suddenly, one of them, called Christine, turned her head and glanced on me. With the knowing smile she admired my attention and quickly turned away. After 30 minutes or so, their conversation has finished and they started to leave. I thought about approaching them, but something in their behavior has stopped me. There were too much of confidence and determination in their postures. For the first time in my life, I started to fill a little uncomfortable. It was like a predator and a prey suddenly have switched their places.

Next few days I went to the same bar with only one purpose. I was trying to meet the girls and to prove myself that my previous feeling were wrong. One time after another I have tried to convince myself that I am still the same macho I was before. I can choose whatever women I want, and they all will fall under my spell. Citing this mantra over and over, I suddenly saw someone trying to sit at my table.

“Hello. I am Christine. Can I sit here?” asked someone with the familiar voice.

You guessed it right. Christine was standing next to me. Without waiting for my answer, as if stating the fact, she moved the chair and sat in front of me. She purposely stared at me for couple of minutes. At first, I tried to stare at her back. However, our quiet fight has ended quickly with my defeat. Unable to hold her gaze, I turned my eyes away. This fairly unusual beginning has continued in the same way:

“Can I offer you a drink?” she asked politely and presented a wine glass before me.

Surprised with her question I nodded approvingly, and our conversation has followed.

“I am a college student doing my Doctorate in Psychology”.
Her tone and gesture required the same openness from my side too. Being obliged to reply, I told her about myself too:
“Nice to meet you Christine. My name is Paul. I work as a manager at one of the IT companies in the area.”

“Nice to meet you too Paul. I noticed you were staring at me the other night,” she said absently.

That sentence caused me to feel guilty and has prompted my closer look at her. This time she was wearing a tight blouse and jeans, effectively showing her body. Just a small amount of makeup, some shades above her eyes, and long blond hair – was all a sign of the perfection. Unknowing what to reply, and mesmerized with her look, I just kept glancing on her. She obviously noted my attention, but I guess, it was something well expected. She approvingly nodded her head and with the big smile has announced:

“I find you extremely attractive. Can we meet tomorrow at some place?”

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