Aven peered through the bars of the cage. Looking about her surroundings, whimpering softly for her master. It was dark in the room, and she could hardly make out anything. The door to the room was slightly ajar, and through it came light, but it beamed on nothing but the floor and her face through the bars.
She knelt there on the floor of the cage, her knees spread apart, and body completely naked, except the black leather collar and cuffs around her wrists. Her eyes continued to search the room for something of comfort.
Her master lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. He could hear Aven whimper, and it brought a smile to his lips. She couldn’t see him there, and he knew it . . . and this made it all the more amusing to him.
He put a cigarette to his lips, and sparked the lighter. The brightness the flame gave off caught Aven’s attention almost immediately. She crawled to the corner of her cage and looked at her master whom she could now see from the small flame.
She began whimpering very loudly . . . begging uncontrollably for his attention. Master then sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, and turned on a small reading lamp on the night stand. He then continued to sit there, smoking his cigarette and not looking at Aven who was still peering through the bars at him.
“Be quiet!” he yelled at her.
Aven stopped whimpering immediately, but still stared at him. Master finished his cigarette and then walked over to the cage.
“I have a surprise for you tonight, my sweet Lil bitch,” he told her, smiling.
Aven smiled happily, and looked up at him questioningly. He smiled cruelly at her, and this frightened Aven a bit. Her smile remained but it was not as big as before. She continued to look at him questioningly, hoping he would kill her curiosity.
“You love being treated like a dog, don’t you?” he asked her.
Aven’s wide smile returned, and nodded at him. She was not aloud to speak tonight, but she knew he expected her to nod or shake her head.
He smiled again, “Of course you do, cause that’s all you are, isn’t it?” he asked.
Aven’s wide smile staid and she nodded again. He pulled her leash from his back pocket and opened the door to her cage. He reached his hand in and snapped the leash to her collar and led her out. He led her downstairs and set the leash down.
“Stay,” he told her.
Aven staid where she was, as her master put on his shoes. He then returned to her picking up her leash and led her into the kitchen. He opened a door in the kitchen that led to the garage, and he walked her over to the car. From the remote button, he unlocked the doors, and opened the back one and told Aven to jump inside.
She did as she was told, and started to get worried. It was a hot summer day, and it was only seven o’ clock, people would be out and she was completely naked. Master went around to the front after shutting the door after her, and got in and started the car.
“Lay down,” he ordered.
Aven laid down on the backseat of the car. She was very nervous about this surprise her master had in store for her, but very excited too. Her pussy was becoming wet, as he slowly backed out of the garage and down the driveway.
To her relief she noticed they were not headed toward town, but further out into the country. The drive was long, and Aven had calmed down some and listened to the music her master had playing over the car’s stereo.
She felt him turn off the main road, and then the car began to bounce a bit, as the new road they were on became nothing but dirt and gravel. She strained a bit to look above the front seat to see where they were, but failed in the attempt. Master got out of the car, and stood there for a moment, and readjusted the sunglasses on his face. He then opened the rear door and grabbed for Aven’s leash.
He gave it a tug, and Aven followed him out obediently, yet sheepishly. She was in a public place completely naked. Thankfully, no one was outside, and there was only one other car. It was parked next to a long one story building with a sign that read; Animal Clinic.
Master led Aven onto a patch of grass so her knees wouldn’t get hurt, and knelt down to her. He looked into her eyes and grabbed her chin so that her eyes looked directly into his.
“I don’t wanna hear a word from you in there. You are to act totally like a dog in there, you can yelp, and bark, and growl all u want, but not a word, you understand?” he asked her.
Aven nodded nervously.
“Good girl, let me see hands.” Aven sat up resting her ass on her heels, and shakily put her hands out in front of her. Master then put them into black mittens and velcroed the tops around her wrists. The mittens were wool, and they held her entire hand inside them, she no longer had any use of any of her fingers. Master then gave her a kiss on her forehead, before rising and took her leash and led her to the building.
He opened the door and led her inside, where a man in a white doctor’s coat stood at the counter waiting. There was no one else there, not even behind the counter. It looked like your average waiting room, except it smelled like animals. The man in the lab coat looked down at Aven, and smiled.
“What a cute dog!” he exclaimed. He was a much older man. In a suit under the lab coat. He held a clipboard, and had a stethoscope around his neck. His face was rather attractive for an older man, and his hair was only beginning to grey. He reached down and pet Aven on her head.
Aven backed away and crawled backwards a bit behind her master’s legs, and peered around them at the man.
The man smiled and looked at her master, “Why don’t you bring her to the back and we can get the examination underway,” he said.
He started walking toward the back, and master followed, tugging on Aven’s leash to do the same . . .