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Master never released my collar the entire trek back to his home, occasionally purposely tugging on it to make the tag and bell jingle. This seemed to be something he enjoyed even more than I.

"You will change back into your normal clothes, but you're keeping the collar on. Understood?" Came a throaty purr. I nodded my understanding.

Once he closed the door, I set about stripping. Getting the shirt off was actually difficult enough that I finally had to have his help. This brought a chuckle out of him, "OK, I admit, I overestimated just how small you were." I laughed and nodded as well.

Soon I was stepping out of the jeans and panties, naked in front of him again except for the chastity device and collar. I blushed as he stepped forward and pressed himself against me. Smiling down at me, he set about the usual petting and praising me. His words relaxed me and I just wanted to stay right there.

"OK, puppy, let's get going. Put your clothes on..." He wandered over to a door that lead out to the garage and slipped out. I heard the door slowly open as I pulled on the freshly laundered clothing and then joined him in the garage.

Most obvious was a rather large workbench and a full array of tools that spanned the entire back of the 2-car garage. In the center of the garage was a large grey SUV that housed some additional running lights and a roof rack making it look like something for an excursion through the Australian outback. Otherwise, this space was empty too. He was standing there, holding the passenger side door open for me.

"Th-thank you," I quietly whispered as he just nodded and closed the door once I was in.

To my surprise, the vehicle was spotless. I had somehow had this vision of the cat having a pile of garbage that would form drifts like sand dunes, burying every surface in litter. The back seat looked as if it had never been used even. There was also a pet gate separating the far back and the rear seat. This drew a blush from me.

"Ha! Yeah, you'll get the chance to ride back there. Don't beg right now because we're going off into the public and I don't want to torture you TOO badly... yet." He purred through a toothy grin as he crawled in.

We backed out of the drive and began the (bouncy) trek down the forest road. "OK, puppy. We need to have a serious talk. I know we just met a few days ago, but I am really enjoying your company and I'd like to think you are too, yes?"

"Ummm, yes..." I replied rather quietly.

He chuckled a bit. "I'm going to need you to speak very openly and honestly. OK? Now, I want you to move in. What do you think about that?"

I gulped hard. I had a feeling he had already intended this. My breathing sped up and my heart pounded. "M-my job is actually closer to your place than mine..."

He reached over and gripped my leg, squeezing a bit, "Is that a yes?" His eyes sparkled as he took a moment to glance over at me.

I whined but nodded, "Yes..."

The squeeze tightened, "Yes, what?"

I blushed hard, "Yes, Master."

He stroked my leg before reaching up and taking a light hold of my scruff and began to massage it. "And you like our arrangement, you being my pet, don't you? It feels good. Relaxing. Freeing and exciting, doesn't it?"

I nodded, "Yes, Master."

He stroked down over my ears and swept down my neck. "You're such a good girl, aren't you? OK then. What I need you to do is to tell me if anything is ever too intense for you. I have far too many deviant ideas and if they went unchecked, I'd fear you'd end up quivering on the ground incapable of rational thought before long." He winked at me.

I nodded, "OK."

He stroked my head some more, "Good girl. Then we're going to stop at PetSmart first. You're to not speak the entire time we're in the store unless I ask you a question. Understood?"

I gulped and nodded, "Yes, Master."

He praised me again and kept petting me. Soon we were on the highway and I felt overly conscious about the band of pink about my neck. I wanted to tug up the collar of my shirt but knew that would just him think up something worse.

Our conversation turned to more mundane matters. I explained my job (performing logistics for a large IT firm) and he explained how he got into his (introversion lead him to investigate it and got a scholarship that paid for the entire degree). We spoke of our families (my parents lived on the entire other side of the country and only had one sibling that I never really spoke to. He had lost his dad when he was rather young but his mom was still alive but never remarried. He had a brother and sister that he was

visiting about every other year). The conversation had turned to favorite foods by the time we pulled up into the parking lot.

"OK, girl, are you ready? I'll give you the task of pushing the cart. You get to be a beast of burden, you'll like that, won't you?!" He winked at me. I groaned but nodded as I crawled out of the SUV.

It's amazing how little attention the collar drew. I felt a tingling sensation in my hands from how hard I was blushing and nervous I was, but only one customer even did a double-take and when she saw she only smiled before returning to her shopping.

Huh.

Our first stop was the pet food aisle. Oh how badly I wanted to speak. In went a massive bag of Kibbles n Bits. He looked at the pleading look on my face and laughed. "You're lucky you didn't whine or else you'd be getting some wet food." I shuddered openly. He reached out and pet my head and neck openly for anyone to see. He grabbed a box of MilkBones before announcing "OK, next aisle..."

We walked up to the massive selection of harnesses. He of course went straight for the pink ones. There was a plain polyester one that seemed similar to my collar, though I hadn't gotten to see it except for a few seconds as it was either being put on me or taken off. I made a mental note to use the passenger mirror to get a better look. I wasn't surprised that, of course, he was going to make me try it on in the store. I stood paralyzed as he slipped it over my head and then buckled it before adjusting the straps.

"Well, it doesn't lock, but this will need to do." He removed the harness, much to my relief. "Come on, puppy..."

Next we were in front of the crates and carriers. He looked around, smiling as he found what he was looking for. He reached up and tugged a tag out from in front of a standard, albeit the largest they had, pet carrier. Then he slid down the aisle and grabbed three more tags in front of chain link fencing. He winked at me and I just gave a slightly scared look back, but also a shiver of expectation. He then pulled the largest kennel pad they had out of the rack; it was 2" thick foam sealed away in a machine washable pink vinyl shell. It was big enough to be too large for the carrier even. Lastly, he picked out the largest pet bed they had. The inside of it looked to be lined with fake sheepskin while the outer shell matched the kennel pad. He smiled at me.

We then walked over to the toys where he pronounced, "Which one looks the most fun, bitch?" Ack, so loud! I pointed to as plain-looking of a toy as possible; a black Kong which looked like 3 tennis balls made of rubber that had melted together. He plucked it from the shelf and set it on the floor. "Let's see how much you like it. Go on, girl, play with the toy!"

I was mortified as someone else was in the aisle and was obviously watching out of the corner of their eye. To get this over with as quickly as possible, I got down on hands and knees and picked the toy up in my muzzle. I tried to bite down on it but ferals have far better strength than us morphs, so it really didn't yield much. Beyond my teeth squeaking along it, there wasn't much for me to do. I waited until he pet my head and said, "Good girl. You like being good..." I looked up at him and he had a large smile as he stroked along my cheek. He pulled it from my maw. "OK, next..."

Ugh, the training section. I think I started to sweat. He selected a shock collar with 17 settings and set it in the cart, purposely ensuring that I could see and read the back. It just detailed out the strength of each level and basic dog training tips. I was reading the rest when I saw the bundle of wire put in next to it which went along with the 'invisible fence' aspect of the shock collar. "See? My pretty puppy deserves only the best..."

"OK, I think that's it. Does my puppy want anything else? Maybe come back here and take you to obedience classes?" The blue of his eyes seemed to practically shift as I stared back at him, wide eyed. Was he serious?!

He laughed and tugged on the cart. "OK, let's get going, then..."

Thankfully the lady at the checkout made zero production about the items and didn't ask a question. She called for loading assistance and a relatively young wolf came up front along with the three panels of fencing and the broken-down pet carrier. He eyed me and chuckled a bit but also said nothing. Well... not until we got back to the car.

Master and the wolf loaded the panels into the back. They barely fit. The carrier fortunately slid right on top.

"You've got a very cute puppy," The wolf noted with a grin.

Master hugged me to his side, "Thank you. Yeah, she's been a very good girl today."

The wolf just chuckled and said "Behave." before wandering off.

I breathed a sigh of relief. The torture was over.

"Alright, we need to get you more clothes. We can't have you wearing the same thing every day, can we?" He said as he started the engine.

What KIND of clothes? I didn't get time to really ponder the question since he only went a few doors down in the same strip mall and parked outside of a Macy's. "Come on, girl..."

Sure enough, this venture was equally embarrassing. We skipped right by the men's section, and even the women's and straight to the kid's section. "I'm going to let you pick out 4 dresses. I'll order more for you on-line later next week. More... adult, however."

Being spring, the entire area was a sea of pastel colors. Wanting to get out of here as fast as possible, I picked 4 entirely at random. He just grinned as he took them from me. "Don't you think you need to try these on?" I shook my head energetically. "Are you going to be naughty? Perhaps I should have swapped collars before we came in here?" Ah, it wasn't a question after all. He smiled as he pushed me towards the changing rooms.

We took one on the far end. He closed the door and stood guard as he watched me undress. Once naked, he handed me the first one. It took me a moment to even figure out how to put it on. I undid the zipper in the back and stepped into it. I needed his help to zip it up.

I couldn't help it. I whined as I looked up at him. It was a plain pink with a fake sash about the waist. It was actually a bit loose on my waist but a bit snug along the chest. The skirt itself ended half a foot above my knees. While I wasn't all that tall, it was obvious this was meant for a shorter creature. "Perfect. Next..."

He made me try them all on. Thankfully I pulled from the same rack so they all had the same dimensions. Having to go back out there and select another would likely have caused me to run for my life. To my intense joy, he let me put my normal clothes back on before we left the changing rooms. He then aimed me towards the register. Again, no awkward conversation or questions about my collar for which I was eternally grateful.

"Do you like these?" Master's voice came from behind me. He held a package of 10 various pink barrettes. Ugh! I nodded silently and handed them to the lady behind the counter before stating to me, "You have such long fur..." He just NEEDED to make this worse, didn't he?!

Finally we were back in the SUV as the sun began to set. We pulled up to the Home Depot on the other end of the parking lot ocean. I took the opportunity afforded me by the short drive to look at the collar. Again, it looked like plain nylon with a standard aluminum D-ring from which hung the tag and bell. I turned it around to try to get a look at the clasping mechanism but was chastized; "BAD girl! OK, you obviously need the training collar..."

Ack! I shook my head but he ignored me as he reached into the back to pull it from the plastic bag. "Stay, girl..." He commanded as he managed to pull it from the box and load the battery. "This one I will definitely need to make lockable, won't I? Beg for the collar, princess..."

He looked at me with a very stern look. I couldn't help but whimper as I obeyed, pulling my hands up to in front of my chest. He wrapped it about my throat and I heard the clasp take. Two small metal points pressed against the side of my neck. He pulled the remote out of the box, installed the battery, and held down a button. I tensed but nothing happened beyond it making a beeping noise. Then two, then three, then four... on to 17. I stared at him with very wide eyes, slowly shaking my head. He grinned toothily. Then there was one beep again and he pressed another button. A tiny shock, like a static shock, emanated from the device. He then held the first button down again which yielded two beeps. I gulped. He pressed the other button and WOW did it hurt!

My head was pulled to the side a bit as it was FAR worse than the one beep. I couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain. "OK, girl, this is the setting we will start at. You've got a new motivation to be extra good, don't you?"

I nodded very carefully, fearing I'd somehow accidentally set it off.

"Good girl, now come on..." Somehow having a dog collar on was just embarrassing, but having that AND a shock collar on? It made me feel stupid. And this also drew a lot more stares, especially from the husky behind the counter.

"Uhhh... ooook.... what... can I do for you?" He asked while staring at my neck.

"I'm here to check on my order that's due for delivery tomorrow afternoon. It's number 17462," Master said, tone returning rather close to the military-edge he reserved for the trail workers. It got the husky's attention.

"Ah! OK, yeah. Ummm. Right. Uhhh," He muttered as he turned to the computer console and typed a few buttons before repeating back, "17462?" A nod confirmed it for him. "Name?"

"Laven. Rick Laven."

"OK, yeah. You're still on. 4 to 6PM. They'll give you a call when they're on their way," The husky replied, trying hard to not look over at me again.

"I won't have cell reception so please inform them to assume confirmation. I'll sign off on a dump-and-run delivery if need be," Master seemed mildly annoyed and I wasn't quite sure why.

The husky typed in a few lines of text and then nodded. "Cool, you're good."

Without a word, we wandered off and back to the SUV. "They better not screw this up. I'm pleased to note it's a lot of the wood and dry wall along with appliances for the kitchen. They've screwed this up 2 times so far."

Once inside the vehicle, he reached over and removed the shock collar. "OK, girl, I was going to take us home but we need dinner first. It's already getting too late in the evening."

He didn't bother asking me what I wanted and instead just drove straight to a sushi restaurant. My tail wagged next to me and Master grinned over at me as he parked. "You realize tonight you're going to earn this meal, and all these presents, right?"

I swallowed hard but shivered with excitement. I gave a small nod.

I was definitely not disappointed. I shouldn't have been surprised that a cat also loved sushi but one of the waitstaff actually recognized him and brought him a rather large amount with incredible variety. He let me feed myself this time and if it wasn't for the collar, it seemed like a normal dinner. Or a date, I guess. I blushed as I realized that that's what this really was the equivalent of. The collar felt like a warm hug again instead of a source of humiliation.

As we left, he said in a deep purring tone, "You will remove all of your clothing as soon as we are on the highway."

I gulped but nodded. I began disrobing the second we were on the on-ramp. I followed the instructions he gave me, folding them and putting them in the bag in the back seat and to remain in begging posture for the entire ride back. While it was likely only a dozen or so miles, it felt like an eternity. Soon we were on the same backroad as before, then onto the service road climbing up into the mountains. My mind raced the entire time, thinking of the intense pleasure I was going to get finally getting off.

"Be a good puppy and fetch the bags," He commanded as he turned off the engine and headed inside, leaving the garage door open. It was now fully night time and the space was very well illuminated, leaving me zero way to hide. I turned around in my seat, gathered all of the bags, and raced for the door.

Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be found so I took the liberty of pressing the button to close the door. I jumped inside. Now I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do...

"OK, girl, come here!" Came his voice from upstairs. I picked the bags back up and knew to find him in the bedroom.

He had already laid out so many devices on the bed that my brain couldn't even take it all in. It didn't matter, as he stood at the foot of the bed, he pointed down and said, "Come."

I set the bags down, got down to all fours and crawled over to him. I looked up at him while my tag whipped about behind me.

"Awww, is my pretty girl all excited? Sit up and beg, girl..."

I did as commanded. I was confused when I saw what came next, however. A long leather sleeve that ended in a hoof, complete with a metal horse shoe, was pushed over my hand. A zipper ran up the side, which he carefully drew up, before wrapping a bondage cuff around my wrist that snugly locked it into place. He repeated the process to my other hand.

"Sometimes I like having a little pony too," He said with that deep purr to his voice. "Roll over."

I rolled onto my back and my heart thudded in anticipation of having the horrible chastity device removed! Instead, boots were slipped over my paws, again ending in a metal horse shoe. They also were shaped to force the wearer to walk around on their toe tips. "OK, up!"

I scrambled to get back up on all fours. The metal hooves gave me very little purchase on the wooden floors. Getting back up onto hind legs would be impossible. I don't think that's what he wanted anyways. "Look up," came the command and I did as I was told. A very solid rubber bit went into my maw, wedged as far back as it would go. Straps went about my head and up between my eyes before he locked this in place. He then affixed pony-shaped ears to the side of this make-shift halter before clasping reigns onto loops on either side of the bit. Then, small flaps of leather were affixed to either side, serving as blinders and blocking all of my vision except for straight ahead.

"There, my own My Little Pony. It's not anywhere near enough costume yet, but eventually we'll be able to order you more elaborate gear. Does my little filly like this get-up?" He asked as he stroked my head.

I nodded just a little bit. The fact was, yes, I LOVED it. But right now, I would love ANYTHING. My cock pounded in the silicone. "Good girl! Turn around and be a good filly for your stallion."

I swallowed and looked at him a little confusedly. He was still clothed. And I thought I was going to finally get off? I obeyed, well as best as I could. It took me a while as I trembled and the hooves made it a little difficult, but I finally managed to face away from him. Every movement sent out a rather real-sounding clopping noise. My breathing quickened as I waited. I heard him moving around but obviously couldn't see anything.

Music flicked on, some rather serene techno bordering on what one might hear if they were at a spa. He seemed to be in no hurry. I stayed put, trembling, wondering what he was going to do to me.

I then felt a small push under my tail, then that cool goo being squeezed into me. I gulped solidly around the bit. It was much harder to swallow when I couldn't close my maw. A bit of drool escaped out of the side of my mouth which caused me to blush more. The thing was pulled out of me but was replaced by the sensation of something else immediately taking it's place. "OK, filly, I'm going to let a nice stallion screw you first. If my filly likes that idea, I want to hear her whinny loudly and present for him..."

His voice was drenched with lust. I assumed this was a dildo he meant. He slowly turned it around against my hole. I let out a tentative whinny.

"Come on, girl, your Master can see you're in heat. Whinny loudly! Tell him how bad you need it! Or do you NOT need it? Perhaps you're too tired?" That throaty purr echoed near my ear.

He was threatening to not let me off?! I would DIE! Oh how I whinnied! I wasn't even sure of the noise a horse made, but I did my best and didn't care who outside may have heard. For that matter, I hoped the windows were darkened as all I saw was the blackness of night and here we were lit up by the overhead bulbs. My mind was brought back to the scenario as he pushed the head in with no further warning.

My hole burned and I whined around the bit, dropping my head down, drool escaping me again. He pulled it out very slowly and my form relaxed, but then he pushed it right back in.

"Unnnnghhhh," I mouthed around the bit, wanting so badly to be able to tell him to stop. Or, well, beg him to stop. I fought back the urge to use words.

He held it there for a moment as my ass finally grew accustomed to it, but then he began pushing it in. It kept getting wider so I groaned all the louder.

A strike of pain flared on the right side of my rump. "Bad, filly! You will whinny with lust and beg for him to take you, won't you?!"

I did what I could, turning my groan into a whinny. I was 'rewarded' with another inch of expanding toy. Another strike to my rump from what I could now tell was a crop. I whinnied loudly! When the toy was entirely buried in me, he walked around beside me and started stroking over my head and neck, praising me.

"Such a good filly, taking whatever her Master commands, huh? You like being good, don't you? Being a good beast for your Owner? It feels so good..." His words lazily worked their way into my mind as he slowly turned the toy around within me. I wanted to look at him but the damn blinders made it impossible. "Does my filly want her Master to mount her now?"

I whinned pitifully, but loudly. "Are you in heat, little filly?"

I whinnied again. The toy kept sliding around, not backing out of me, just being held deep within me. He was up to something...

His hand came into my extremely limited view, soaked with what I knew to be my pre. "Look, little filly, you ARE in heat! OK, I can't take this much longer myself, it's time for you to get bred..." He smeared the mess on the bridge of my muzzle so I'd be stuck staring at it. I whined just a little.

Finally, he slowly pulled the toy out of me. My tailhole burned... but then felt oddly empty when it was entirely out. "OK, filly, your Master is behind you. Show him how badly you want him to take you..."

I felt a tug on the reigns and sorted out what he was commanding. I took a tiny step backwards with trembling... hooves. The clip-clopping sounding so strange. But I felt him poking at my hole. He tugged on the reigns rather firmly now, pulling my head back. "Come on, princess, obey your Master!"

I stepped back a full step, enough for him to immediately be buried in me. Those barbs just on the edge of pain again. Another swat to my rump, "Whinny, girl, or you won't get your reward!"

Oh how I whinnied! He kept a tight grip on the reigns as he began pounding away within me. I blushed as I continued to do as best I could to whinny for him but the lewd sound of my hole being taken were even louder. Another strike to my rump, but I was already as loud as I could be. And another, and another. After so many strikes that both cheeks burned, I heard him drop the crop, then felt him grip the silicone trapping my cock. He squeezed.

My whinny turned to a moan in a heart beat.

"You're going to cum for your Master, aren't you?" His purr dripping with desire.

I wanted to bite through the bit so I could tell him it was impossible. But he kept squeezing as he screwed me, cock pushing in before dragging those barbs along as he pulled out.

"CUM, girl!" He growled out at me.

I had no idea it could happen, but orgasm crashed over me like a sea storm destroying a coast. My brain and body wracked as I felt bliss overtake me. "GOOD girl, good girl..." He kept saying the words all the while. Then I felt him shoot into me and that made me go back into pure orgasmic oblivion. I tried to howl, to scream and to moan around the bit all at once.

After what seemed to be an eternity, I came back to reality, only to feel he was still cumming inside of me. I felt at least 4 more waves before he stopped. His gasping breath coming from somewhere over me. I felt him reach out with a trembling hand and stroke the back of my head as he tugged on the reigns. "Such a good girl.... you like being a good girl, don't you?"

I moaned around the bit and would have nodded if he would have let me. He kept petting and praising me and I felt wonderful. Horribly embarrassed as I stood there like a pony with a snow leopard stuck in me, but it also felt wonderful.

"OK, girl, you know the drill. Clench..." He started pulling out.

Oh no, not again. I clenched just before he pulled out entirely. Then the same shape entered me but I knew it wasn't him, just the toy. He played with my tailbase and trapped cock, securing it within me. He then walked in front of me and undid the bit, kissing me deeply as I stayed there on all fours. When he was done kissing me, he undid the bridle and removed it from my head. But immediately afterwards, my muzzle was filled up with the other replica of his cock and the fabric muzzle slid over it.

I felt him grip my collar and turn me around. I saw he set up the pet bed next to his, along with a set of blankets. "We'll keep you in the hooves tonight. Get under the covers, filly." He licked between my eyes as I followed his command.

"Good night, girl," He said before he went off to the bathroom, leaving me plugged on both ends, trapped in silence. I heard him start the shower, but I fell asleep before he even got out.