but really only like just right now!
so this is the first part of the (at least) four part "puppy story". you knew there was a puppy story coming, and if you didn't, then...sorry?
i changed some stuff between the notes. mostly in the mask bit. the original is a full head leather thing, but i thought that was a bit too isolating. when i was thinking it through, having her hair out solved two problems:
- having her hair smooshed up under leather for a week would be extra messy. one thought was to cut it, but i didn't like that.
- annie can touch sammy directly, and playing with her hair is a good way to do that.
an original thought had the hallway scene work a bit differently, where they try to hide from mrs. lynch. this rewrite goes with the assumption that she may be old, but she's not stupid. she doesn't go to annie's shows, but she has a reasonable idea about what goes on there.
and i couldn't figure out how to work it into the script, but annie is totally sleeping in a blanket nest outside of sammy's cage. she wouldn't ever tell sammy (making it hard to slip in), but that's just because she'd feel silly.
notes:
going to work
"i want to come along"
back and forth
"maybe tomorrow, pet"
boring day at home in cage
Annie returns in the evening with large case
eat dinner
"go take a shower. if you're going with me to the office tomorrow, i don't want to have to wait for you."
gets clean
drying off, Annie makes her kneel down next to the bed.
files finger nails down.
stretches black lycra suit over sammy. no gloves, no crotch, no hood.
leads her out to kitchen.
lots of leather on the table.
sammy sits in chair.
catheter with short tube.
disk with divet glued over clit.
heavy plug with steel plate inserted, glued to labia, latch to disk
kneels down on floor.
large stretching plug in ass
rolled onto back.
leg binders wrap from inner thigh, around back of thigh, over inner thigh part, over calf, belts and laced shut
soft pad over knee.
corset from hips to shoulder. legs and arms move fine, but keeps her back rigidly supported
sammy's hands put into plastic blocks, with fingers in individual holes
leather sleeves lace up her forearms, with plastic support to prevent hand from folding back too far or to the side
annie checks sammy's fingers (exposed), inserts soft pad over palm.
two parts, annie folds sammy's hands into paws.
checks, epoxy over set of grooves, squeezes shut. inserts pins into the sides to keep latched shut.
leather over suit opened up.
eases limbs into pockets
catheter connected through hole
hand/paws slip into paw formed covers.
hard shoe leather paw pads.
laced up back.
neck left loose.
small gap around ass
sammy feels key sliding into butt plug, and insert removed.
annie holds up tail insert, then locks it in place.
"last part, pet"
holds up two partial cones. glues them to sammy's ears.
once dry, slides the cones into pockets on heavy hood.
sammy deafened by scratches and squeaks as annie finishes hood.
flaps fold over lycra and oversuit necks. strap sews them together.
laces down back of head, zipper strap over laces,
held in place by locking collar around neck
built in small ring gag that holds teeth apart, and jaw open, but too tight to open enough to let it come out.
no eye holes, pads cover eyes
leash onto collar, led around apartment. sammy can hear more, but only when looking at source
"bedtime, pet."
pushed into cage. whimpers as door shuts behind her.
"dogs aren't allowed on furniture, pet." annie taunts.
"goodnight, pet. we'll go to the office tomorrow."
wedges next to wall of cage for comfort.
next morning, woken by annie petting her, taken out of cage, and led to door.
"open up"
annie pushes muzzle over sammy's mouth.
penis gag slides past ring into mouth,
twists, and it locks into place (somehow. clips onto ring? metal tongues around outside of head through pocket?)
leashed, sammy hears door open.
hesitant, tug on leash, so sammy follows along. door closes and annie locks it
door opens
"oh are you feeling better, annie?"
"yes, mrs. lynch. sammy took good care of me."
"wonderful to hear. you better take good care of her."
"of course." soft pet on her head.
walk down hallway away from elevator. sound of keys, then another door opens.
leash leads sammy into room, and door closes behind them.
"welcome to my office, pet"
sammy confused, shakes head, mmphs questions
"it's next door, dummy. do you really think i'd lock you away if i wasn't forty feet away? my parents bought two units when the building was built, and used to rent this one out."
"let's get you settled in."
leads sammy over to large desk.
opens a cage door on one side, and feeds the leash through bars on the other side.
walks around, and pull on it, leading sammy further in.
locks door behind her.
sammy feels around, and realizes she's in small wedge shaped cage, with the door close behind her
annie rolls over the enema machine from a corner, unlocks sammy's tail, and inserts the nozzle.
sammy panics as her ass fills with water.
corset compresses her, adding to the pressure.
"calm down, pet. this is the way to clean you out while you're in that.
"since it's a lot of work, you're going to stay there until after the next show"
catheter connected to bag, let to drain freely
constant cycles of warm water filling her to max, held for ten minutes, drained, left empty for ten, repeat
annie walks around to other side of desk, sits in her chair.
kicks off shoes onto floor, puts a foot on sammy's head, and wiggles it around.
rolls close to begin working on show choreography, with sammy's head between her legs.
sammy leans against bars, moaning as the enemas continue
slowly begins to smell annie's crotch
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