fem-pets: It had always been a safe and comforting place at old Mr Browns after college for Amy. Jus
fem-pets: It had always been a safe and comforting place at old Mr Browns after college for Amy. Just next door, she could wait quiet happily before her mother returned from work. Playing with Jax Mr browns German Shepard, was something she would look forward to each day. He was a bit of a bossy dog, always jumping at her and trying to climb on top of her, it was something she got use to. It was something she accepted, Mr Brown had laughed and said it was just because Jax liked her, she liked that, she liked having a friend. It wasn’t long after that before Mr Brown had started calling her Jax’s girlfriend, that brought a smile to her own face. But now things were getting a bit strange, A week ago Mr Brown had thought it a good idea her removing her outer clothes so they wouldn’t get covered in hairs, she had accepted the thought from the senior man as a good idea. But having him occasionally take out a funny camera that was plugged into his computer seemed a bit strange. A week later he had bought her a gift, a cage to hide in to get away from Jax’s incessant endeavours. Now she could crawl in and take some time out from his rough behaviour. Again he would hold the camera up and hold it up to her as she laid quietly in the cage. The following week Mr Brown had said it was very strange her being in an animal cage when she was wearing clothes, Amy thought about it a while but couldn’t argue with his logic, besides she had always felt safe and happy in old Mr Browns company, hell he was about 80 or something. Things became normal, repetitive, let herself in the back door, remove and fold her clothes up in the kitchen, than crawl into the lounge, a massive welcome from Jax as he licked and nudged her across the room. Just 15 minutes of messing about and rolling around with the dog in her nakedness it wasn’t long before he would start to jump on her and become rough, this was when she she would get in the cage and take a break, always Mr Brown would laugh with Amy’s dilemma as he held the camera in his hand, occasionally tapping away at the keyboard. She became use to the weird behaviour, secure in her mind that all was good but a little strange. Last week as Amy ventured into her safe haven she had found a pretty pink studded collar, another gift from Mr Brown. Not having given anything so cute she was delighted as she held it in her small hands, studded with what looked like little diamanté she marvelled at its beauty, hanging from the ring was a silver disk, engraved with her name. -- source link