Chapter 3 Cindy's Birthday
It was a special day. My Cindy was turning 20 and it was her first birthday under my loving care. I don't know if she had any idea what the date was. I had owned her about 9 months at that point and she probably hadn't kept track of the days. Maybe I'll get her a calendar or force her to keep a diary. That could be fun.
I had been planning a surprise party for weeks and was excited to get started. I went downstairs and opened her door. She was still sleepy as I shuffled her into the bathroom. I gave her some instructions,
"Do your ablutions, hair in a ponytail, pussy shaved completely. Would you like to take a bath today, sweetie, or just a shower?"
A bath is a privilege for Cindy. She is allowed to take her time and relax. I even let her use the same scented soap she liked before I made her mine. I like to remind her that she led a normal life until I took control. If Cindy wants a bath she knows there will be a price to pay but she usually agrees.
"A bath, sir."
"What will you do for me?"
I can make her do anything, of course, but I like making her choose her degradation sometimes. It gives me an insight into her preferences. I reward her for creative ideas and she's given me some good ones.
"We can play the guessing game, sir"
She was referring to the game in which I tie her up and blindfold her before giving her 5 strokes. She has to guess the instrument I'm using and if she's wrong I give her 10 more to help her figure it out. We continue adding five more each time she doesn't guess it correctly. It's a fun game but she's getting too good at it. I'll have to get some more implements or try to trick her. The shaft of a crop or a cane?
"No, not today, slave."
"Uhhh... I'll be your puppy. You can walk me and play fetch while I wear the plug with a tail, master."
"That sounds nice, honey. Make sure you give yourself an enema too. I don't want my cock getting too dirty if I decide fuck your nasty little asshole."
"Yes, sir."
I left her to do her business, closing the bathroom door behind me as I went back into the play room. I turned on the tv so Cindy wouldn't hear me moving around. I brought the party supplies down and prepared everything for her while she prepared herself for me. Everything was in her house or the punishment room so the play room didn't give anything away.
When Cindy came out I was watching tv. She looked stunning with her hair brushed back, as always. She knelt next to my chair and waited for instructions.
"Go put on your makeup then switch your plug for the one with the tail. Make sure your rinse off the dirty one before you put it away."
"Yes, master."
I watched tv, glancing over at my slave from time to time. Once in a while I thought I caught her admiring herself in the mirror. Once she was all pretty for me she put in the doggy tail butt plug, placed the leash in her mouth and crawled over to me. She knows the rules of puppy time well. I walked her around the play room, making her heel, speak and roll over. I got a ping pong ball and sat down in my chair. Cindy was on all fours in front of me, eyes glued to the ball, panting excitedly. She was really getting into her role. She was even shaking her ass so the tail wagged. Her titties looked amazing hanging down between her arms.
"Are you my bitch?"
"Arf!"
She's not allowed to talk like a person when she's being my doggy. One bark for yes, two for no.
"My good little pup?"
"Arf!"