Puppy's Tale


"Why are you following me?"

My voice caught; I was much too nervous to answer. I wanted, needed to 
ask her out, but I felt too shy. I first saw her standing on the bus. 
Couldn't miss her actually. I was seated and, the bus being crowded, she 
had to stand. She stood with her back to me, her backside level with my 
head. I spent over half an hour sitting there looking at her ass, with 
it's thin, shiny short-shorts caressing it, with her creamy thighs coming 
almost together where they met the clingy blue fabric.

I was attracted by the sight of her glorious ass, but I was captured by 
its feel. Once, someone pushed passed her getting on the bus - or off, it 
was too crowded to tell - and she was pressed back against me, my face 
buried for over a second in her soft, cushiony ass. Then again, when the 
harried bus driver took a turn too fast, momentum threw most of us 
passengers to one side of the bus. Again, my face was pressed deeply into 
that round, bouncy ass, covered in those silky blue shorts.

I was embarrassed what happened - having my face in this woman's ass not 
once but twice - but more by my reaction. The sexual excitement that just 
looking at her gave me was increased exponentially each time it happened. 
By the time her stop finally came, I thought I was in love with that 
woman with her ample round ass. When she got off the bus, I followed her 
like a lovesick puppy dog.

Now I was looking the object of my ardent desire in the eyes, her sea-
blue eyes seeing into my soul. I wanted to ask her out, to dinner or a 
movie or something. But transfixed by her lovely face, held captive in 
her piercing gaze, I ... I told her everything. How turned on I was just 
sitting behind her looking at her ass. How each time she put her ass in 
my face I felt rapturous delight.

"Ok, dear one." She smiled affectionately. "You may follow me home, and 
I'll see how obedient a puppy you will be."

My heart leapt for joy and I gushed how wonderful and kind she was, and 
how happy she had made me. She made her purchase and I followed her out 
the store and down the street. I thought she swayed her hips a little 
more than when she was going to the store, and the thought that she might 
have done such a thing to turn me on more made me even more grateful to 
her. I wasn't aware of where we were walking or anything except her round 
ass in those short shorts.

She ascended a set of stairs leading into a building and, obedient puppy 
that I was becoming, I followed her eagerly. Inside she climbed more 
stairs up to her apartment. She stopped walking occasionally and, 
unprepared for her sudden stops, I kept going each time, my face bouncing 
against her silky ass cheek and once buried in her shorts, between her 
buns. Each time I was embarrassed and apologetic, but each time, she just 
giggled and kept walking.

I stood behind her as she unlocked her door. She went inside, but turned 
and held out her hand to block me from following. "Now, puppy," She 
commanded me. "I want you to take off all your clothes. Only when he is 
naked will I allow my puppy into my apartment."

I wanted to protest; my modesty wouldn't allow such a thing. But looking 
at her, I was so enamoured that I couldn't argue with her. On their own, 
my hands moved over me, removing shoes and clothes and underwear. In 
short order I was standing naked in front of her.

"On your knees, puppy." I obeyed without thinking about it. "Now if you 
really want to be my lovesick little puppy, you may crawl in here on your 
hands and knees. Or you can leave; this is your last chance." She smiled 
triumphantly as I meekly crawled into her home.

Once I was inside, she showed me her purchase: a wide, pink satin ribbon; 
two pairs of pink cotton panties, trimmed in delicate lace; and a 
ruffled, pink and white apron.

"Because I love you, puppy, this is what I will allow you to wear." She 
paused while that information sunk in, then she repeated. "This is _all_ 
puppy will ever wear."

I looked up at her awestruck. She said she loved me! I was unprepared as 
I was overjoyed. But a part of me was shocked at how quickly I accepted 
her dominance. I was naked on my hands and knees, eager for her to put me 
in panties and an apron.

"I know this is all strange to you," she said. "But you are doing very 
well." she started walking across her living room toward her bathroom. 
Looking ove her shoulder at me, She patted her round ass, and like a 
puppy I crawled quickly after her.

"First, I will give puppy a bath." She turned on the faucet in her tub. 
"Then I will make puppy my maid." I waited on my hands and knees while 
she filled the tub. My head rested on the floor, and my face was within 
kissing distance of her feet.

When the tub was full, she snapped her fingers and pointed into the tub. 
I obediently hopped in and she held me there, on my hands and knees, 
while she thoroughly bathed me. She whispered in my ear, "My name is 
Mistress; I am your Mistress now."

I nodded automatically, but felt I had to respond more somehow. I looked 
at her and said, "Yes, Mistress!"

"Very good." She started rubbing my erection as she continued. "You are 
my puppy and I am your Mistress."

She kissed my ear and kept gently rubbing me. I squirmed with pleasure. 
"You might think you followed me, but I have been leading you, puppy; 
just like your were on a leash."

"I am a very powerful witch," she explained as she increased her 
rubbing," and I was looking for a puppy to serve me. "I saw you on the 
bus and decided you were the one."

"I put a spell on you," she revealed. She was now rubbing me so fast my 
eyes blurred with the intensity of the pleasure. "But it was only an 
invitation. You had to accept."

"Bending to my ear, she said, "I'm glad you did!"

I was whining wordlessly, squirming under Mistress. She held me still 
with one strong arm, the other under me as her hand squeezed me harder 
and rubbed me faster than ever.

Then she commanded, "Who am I, puppy!"

I cried out, "You're my Mistress!"

"Very good," she praised, still rubbing me hard. "And who are you?"

"I'm Your Puppy," I whimpered.

"Very good," she cooed. "Now Mistress will reward puppy."

She made me come then, more powerfully than anything I had ever 
experienced. Mistress kept milking me as I shuddered and convulsed and 
bolts of pleasure shot through my body.

When I finally stopped coming, I was exhausted and so emotionally torn by 
what She'd just done that I actually started weeping. Mistress picked me 
up and wrapped a towel around me. She held me to Her breasts and I sobbed 
like a baby into her bosom. She let me cry until I was finally calm.

Then She tied the pink ribbon around my neck like a collar, slipped the 
panties on me and put the apron over me. That is how I became Mistress' 
puppy, which I have been to this day.