The Willing Pet (riverrust & Mihanna)

[riverrust]

Jason was beside himself with anxious anticipation as he sat at his PC and typed out the ad he would post to find himself a pet. The website where he was placing the ad allowed for this kind of thing, but he sort of felt embarrassed...uncomfortable, at least. He had perused the other ads to see how they were worded, and some of them had even made him horny, so explicit were they.

Now he was almost finished. He felt pretty good about what he had written, but he had to check the category again just to make sure he had not placed it in the list with the cats and dogs. He chuckled at the thought of someone reading his blurb as they were searching for a pet for the kids. Sitting back in his chair, he read the ad carefully.

"Wanted: Attractive and slender, though shapely, female pet to be the companion of a well-to-do man on his estate in the country. She should be intelligent, friendly, obedient, and eager to please her master in all things, according to his every whim. In return, the pet will find herself welcome in a warm and luxurious home, where she will lack nothing she desires, and will be the companion of a devoted and generous master for as long as she is pleased to serve him."

Jason nodded in approval of his work and clicked on "Submit." Standing, he paced the room, lost in thought while casually rubbing the large bulge in the crotch of his jeans.

 

[MiHanna]

"Congratulations, Johanna." The tall man shook the much smaller girl's hand as she smiled and received her diploma. She was 19 and graduating from high school. "Most of the staff placed bets when you came to us five years ago. The majority believed that you would be dead of in prison before today arrived. Me....After seeing the results of your placement tests and watching a couple of the music lessons, I placed my money on you graduating Valedictorian. Thank you for making me a tidy sum of cash." The man chuckled lightly as did Johanna - she held no qualms with what he'd said. It was well known that she had a history as a trouble maker.

"You know, Mr Masterson. If it hadn't been for you telling me I'd never amount to anything more than a whore or a convict, I'd have never tried so hard to prove you wrong. So thank you." The pretty girl smiled brightly at him before walking off the stage. Yes, she had cleaned up her act in her five years at WestSide Academy. She was no longer drug user, she rarely drank, and had graduated with the highest scores of her class - or the six prior. However, she was still an orphan. She had no where to go from here....

Later that day, Johanna sat at the public library. She didn't want to go on to University - it would be a struggle to prove herself all over again and she was tired. She just wanted to settle down with someone to take care of her, but that wasn't realistic - she didn't even date! - so here she was, searching the want ads online for some job so she could support herself. Everything she owned was in a knap sack at her feet and she didn't know where she'd be sleeping tonight. Suddenly, she noticed something peculiar. A section for pets.....for HUMAN pets?!?!?!?! She remembered the last foster home - there was an older boy who had delighted in making her serve him. She'd been there for almost a year before she moved to WestSide on a scholarship. Maybe....

Out of curiosity, Johanna clicked through some of the ads. Most of them were disgusting - men who simply couldn't get a girl and were looking to take complete control. Then she came across another. She wasn't sure what made it so different....but she couldn't stop herself from replying. True, she wasn't always the most obedient of girls....but for a home in the country, safe and cared for.....she'd certainly try.

 

[riverrust]

Jason finished dinner and tidied up the kitchen. Sometimes he wondered if he should hire a maid, but he wasn't sure that would work out if he also had a pet in the house; he didn't know why, however. In any case, what would there be for her to do? Hell, he didn't use a quarter of the mansion, and he hardly had enough cleaning to keep himself half occupied. Still, the thought of a maid always conjured up visions of one in a French uniform, bending over with a nice ass peeking out from under the tiny skirt. He wondered how many times he had seen this very scenario on the many porn sites he frequented. He shook his head with a sigh at the thought of another night of porn and jacking off. At these times, he remembered past relationships that turned sour; women who showed their true colors eventually when the topic of money arose.

Jason paused in the kitchen and stared into space. He felt his cell phone in his pocket and he ran his finger along it. In a flash he could have a former lover over and sucking his dick, all with the hope of somehow re-winning his favor and half his fortune. His cock stiffened as he visualized Beth, his last girlfriend, bouncing up and down on his sizable dick while he relished the sight of her sweet ass cheeks jiggling before him. But a sudden memory invaded his thoughts, and he grimaced as he relived the tiniest fragment of what it meant to be bound in a relationship. This would usually make him go limp, but now he remembered his ad and he raced up the sweeping staircase to the master bedroom, and dropped into his desk chair.

He wasn't foolish enough to expect someone to answer his ad by the second evening, so he clicked through the emails casually on his way to finding a good porn tube; something Italian...their porn was like a real movie. Halfway down the inbox he squinted at an address that he at first did not recognize, but about fell out of his chair when it came to him. His hand began to shake as he hovered a finger over the mouse, fearing to open the mail and be disappointed, but it was a what-the-hell moment, and he double-clicked.

Jason sat frozen, though his eyelids blinked and his brows furrowed. He read the reply over and over again to reinforce what he knew it said, then he smiled broadly and typed out an answer to the inquiry regarding his ad. Carefully wording his response to instill trust and comfort in the potential pet, he suggested she come to his estate for a meeting on the following evening. He insisted she take a limo, which he would arrange and pay for, so she would in effect have a chaperone for the initial few minutes of their introduction. He hit Send, and stood. He tried to remain calm...it was only his first inquiry, but Jason knew that, if she was even close to what he hoped for, she would be hired on the spot. Giddy with excitement, and horny as usual, he clicked through a few video sites, but was uninterested. Instead, he stripped enthusiastically, dropped onto his bed, and jerked off as he envisioned his new pet sucking him to orgasm.

 

[MiHanna]

Johanna woke up from her make-shift bed on a park bench, wondering what she was going to do now and thanking her lucky stars that WestSide was in Southern California, so she hadn't frozen in the night. Her mind wandered back to the odd ad she'd replied to the evening before, so she decided to go back to the library to check her email. Her eyes grew wide when she saw that he had responded already and wanted her to come to his estate - TONIGHT! She looked down at her mussed clothes and brushed her fingers through her messy hair, self-conscious of how she looked.

'Well, it's not like it's going to get better...' she thought, grimacing at the reality she faced. She didn't want to live on the streets again. With these thoughts, she took a deep breath and replied, saying that she would like to meet him and asking him to have the limo pick her up at the library that evening.

Sending the reply, Johanna walked around the town, looking for something to eat or a job - wishing that she could at least take a shower to prepare for the evening - until it was time for the limo to pick her up.