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right. It’s better to find out early if she’s got the guts. If not, time to move on,” Denise said, giving me a solid smack on the ass.  

    Mr. Stannis stood in front of me, over six feet of confident masculinity. His powersuit was meant to melt panties and hostile boardrooms alike. He took no prisoners, brokered no mercy. I needed him so badly. “Tina, are you ready for your walk? It’s fine if you’re not, but I’ll be disappointed.”

    “I’m ready,” I said.

    His hand came down to stroke my cheek, and I kissed it. “Open your mouth,” he said.

    I obeyed.

    He put his thumb in my mouth. “Suck.”

    I did.

    At that moment I felt intense pressure against my asshole as something lubricated was pushed past my sphincter. Like something slipping into place, it was inside me. I could feel thin hairs cascading down the backs of my thighs.

    “Very good, Tina,” he said, taking his thumb out of my mouth. “Do you like your new tail?”

    “Yes,” I said, shaking my ass. The black tail swished back and forth.

    “Now,” Denise said, walking over with a collar and leash. “Let’s get you ready for your walk.” The soft leather of the collar slid against my throat, small metal studs on the outer edge. The buckle secured, Denise snapped the leash into the ring under my chin. “Would you like to walk her?” She offered the leash to Mr. Stannis.

    ‘You first,” he said, one hand absently tugging at himself through his pants.

    “Heel,” Denise said.

    I got down on all fours, and took a moment to take in the strange new feeling. It was cooler down here, and I could easily see the floor. But arching my neck back to see higher was painful. My knees objected but I ignored that for now. My legs were spread and my excited pussy was leaking my juices down one leg.

    A tug on the leash brought me back to reality and I crawled over to Denise. Her black stiletto heels smelled of patent leather and raw rubber. Her legs were shaved down to a diamond sheen. “Heel means your front paws are behind my toes.”

    I corrected my position, feeling the tail tassels brush against my thighs.

    Without a word, Denise began to walk around the suite. I crawled after her, my head and tail swinging with every step. My knees soon grew used to the hard marble floor. My breasts hung down, nipples fully erect.

    I could hear Mr. Stannis walking behind us. Following us. I imagined his eyes on my feet, moving up my calves, my thighs. He’d catch glimpses of my hot aching slit through my tail. I licked my lips.

    “Thirsty, are we?” Denise said. “Very well,” she said, walking us towards the kitchen. The marble changed to handpainted tile, wood cabinets rising up on all sides. A steel dog water bowl came into view next to the sink.

    I crawled over to it, looking down into the bowl.

    “You know what to do,” Denise said.

    I bent my head forward, my tongue extended and lapped at the water. It was cold and clear, and I drank my fill noisily. When I was done, I looked up at Denise, water spilling down my mouth and neck.

    “Good girl,” she said, petting me on my head. “Mr. Stannis, I think she’s house trained enough. You could do better, but you could also do worse.”

    “Thank you for your attention, Denise,” he said, walking up and taking my leash from her. “Let me walk you out,” he said as he held my leash out to me.

    I reached up to take it with my hand.

    “No,” he said. “Open.”

    I pulled my hand away and opened my mouth. He put the leash across my lips and I held it there. I dabbed my tongue out to taste it. The taste was astringent, bitter and salty.  

    “Be a good girl,” Denise said as she and Mr. Stannis walked to the door of the suite. I heard a little bit of quiet chatter and laughter before the door closed.

    He came back into the kitchen and took my leash from me. “I’m very pleased with you Tina. I know you were upset last night. I was upset as well. I think we’ve gotten to

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