Puppy Puddles

Puppy Puddles

My name is Puddles and I am a good puppy slave girl. I was not always like this however. I used to be Amber, and I was a teacher at the local college when all this began and forever changed my life. I went from being a results driven, focused science teacher into a total slave pet and willing slut. It was a journey I would never have imagined myself taking, and one which I am so happy to have experienced. I was 28 when it all began. I had always considered myself pretty without really thinking I was beautiful. I was a bit too short for my tastes at five foot three and maybe had a few pounds to lose in the hips. My long hair was blonde and worn braided down to my mid back. I wore glasses over my pretty blue eyes. Sadly the few extra pounds in the hips would have been well served in my bra as my chest was a modest 32B.

It all started this past August when classes finally resumed after a long layoff. The pandemic and summer break meant I had not seen any of my students since late March and many new faces greeted me when I finally returned. I was shocked to see how much turnover there had been and frankly a little saddened too that so many had not returned. I guess it's not easy when life throws you this kind of a curveball. I also know several students had gone into healthcare seeing how the pay and conditions had been increased in that field.

My group, which had been a sizable one of almost 30 was now down to 14 students and half of those were new. I noticed Vanessa right away. She was a tall girl with cute pink hair and a pair of deep dark brown eyes seemed to sparkle as if she was enjoying a joke only she was privy to. She had the breasts to match her height, with a pair of tits which I was sure got her noticed every time she entered a room. She had a piercing in her nose and another in her lower lip, as well as several others on her sexy body I was more than sure.

I surprised myself with such thoughts. I had certainly already noticed that some of my students were attractive, some I might have even called sexy. This was the first time I had ever wondered what one of my students bodies might look like under her clothes. I shook the thought from my head and focused on teaching the class. After a few minutes I managed to focus on the class and the rest of the class went by quite nicely.

Over the next few weeks though, thoughts of Vanessa kept creeping into my mind. I would imagine her nude, wondering what her body was like. It also seemed like her outfits became more and more alluring, showing off her cleavage or long shapely legs. Some of them bordered on being unacceptable in a school environment. It was almost as if she sensed my interest. I would be eagerly awaiting my Monday and Tuesday morning group to be able to see what the latest fuel to my fantasies would be. Then in the fifth week of class Vanessa was absent, I almost felt betrayed. It was a strange feeling to be so taken aback by a student's absence.

Vanessa missed the next week too, as well as the one after. By this third week I was a wreck. I was wondering why she was not in class. I asked around with some colleagues and learned she was still in school, and that she actually lived in one of the small dorms on campus. Being a small local college most students lived at home and commuted in. The dorms only housed a few dozen students at most.

When Vanessa did not show up for her classes the next week again, I decided to go and see what was up for myself. Something about this girl had me obsessing over her. I wanted to know why she was missing classes, I wanted to know if everything was all right with her studies. But really I just wanted to see her again. I tried to justify wanting this to myself with academic or social reasons but deep down, I wanted to see her because I was obsessed.

Class was on Monday and Tuesday, two days a week. I managed to hold off until Thursday evening before I found myself standing outside her dorm. I was dressed in blue jeans and a gray parka over a black flutter top with a pair of black suede boots. I paused outside her dorm and asked myself what I was doing here. She was a grown woman and allowed to attend classes or not, it was her own decision. I told myself over and over that I should leave and head back home.

I did not of course and soon I was walking through the dorm on my way to her room. Of course it would be on the top floor and the furthest one down the corridor, I thought. Why was I so nervous? I was just a professor looking in on a student who had been missing classes for the last three weeks. Was it because all my fantasies lately had been fueled by thoughts of the sexy punk girl and all the things I would love to do to her?

I was just thinking this as I approached her dorm room and started to panic a little. I had no idea what I was doing or why I was doing it. I turned to leave when suddenly the door opened behind me and I heard her soft voice "Miss Stewart? Is that you?" I turned back and saw Vanessa, she was leaning against her door frame in a pair of blue short shorts and a small black crop top which hugged her beautiful breasts so beautifully. Her shorts showcased her long, slender, well-toned legs, all the way down to her pretty bare feet as she stood there looking at me. Her right leg was bare except for a snake curled around a golden dagger on her calf and a small silver ankle chain. Her left thigh was a virtual canvas of demons and angels dancing together, some kissing even. It was truly a work of art and very beautiful.

I looked at her dressed like this and swallowed, nodding weakly. I tried to speak but my voice seemed to crack as I looked for the words "Va-Vanessa... Is everything al-al-alright?" I asked. I had not stammered since high school but seeing her like this had me confused and flustered. However I had expected this meeting to go, this was not it. She had me off balance and already trying to find my footing in this encounter.

She smiled widely, flashing her perfect white teeth at me and simply said "Would you like to come in for a moment? I suppose you are here to talk about the fact that I have not been attending classes over the last few weeks." She turned and walked back into the dorm room, leaving the door slightly ajar as an invitation to me. I hesitated a few seconds and walked forth, pushing the door fully open and closing it behind me. I could sense my heart beating like a drum in my chest as I turned to face her, distractedly removing the parka as I did so.

I planned to ask her why she was not in classes the last few weeks, I wanted to know if everything was alright in her life. I wanted to ask if she needed help with anything. I just stood there, mouth agape as I looked around the room. It had a small wooden table and stove, with a small counter, two cupboards and a small sink in the part of the room which served as the kitchen. A couch dominated the far end of the room with a large flat screen TV hanging in front of it on a wall mount, and a large wooden desk was set beneath it. But what really caught my attention was the large king size bed to my right, or rather what was on the king sized bed.

The bed was covered in a black bedspread with a red bed skirt underneath, the pillowcases being black with red trim on them. On the bed, in plain sight for anyone to see (which of course in this situation meant me) was a bright pink harness with a thick pink rubber cock next to it. A red and black flogger rested next to it, My eyes kept wandering back and forth to it as I tried to looked at Vanessa standing before me. Her lips were moving but my brain did not seem to be registering the words which were coming out of her mouth at the moment.

"Is everything alright Miss Stewart?" she asked me with a slight smile, drawing my attention back to her. I nodded as I felt a lump in my throat and tried to act casual about it, as if this was something every college professor sees regularly. I slowly turned my eyes back to meet hers.

My voice sounded a little strained as I answered shakingly "Y-y-yes of course Vanessa. I was just really worried when I did not see you in class." I was having a hard time but forced myself to focus back on her and the situation. Her smile was disarming and I forced myself to relax a little.

She moved closer and I could suddenly smell her intoxicating perfume. She kept approaching and I found myself thinking this was a lot closer than a student and her professor should be. My head kept spinning and my mind wandered back to the toys I had seen on her bed, wondering why they were out, if she had been using them before I got her and if so on who. I blushed deeply as I wondered this and felt my throat going dry.

She smirked as she approached and looked into my eyes, causing me to blush deeply. How on earth did she get so close and how did she smell so good. Her eyes held a playful smile as she said in her soft voice "I did not quit but I have to admit I much prefer learning in private than in a busy classroom." Her hand came up and brushed my arm softly as she said this and I shivered, holding back a moan which would have betrayed my arousal.

Her words, her touch and the sights I had seen on her bed did it to me. I had never felt so aroused and I leaned in to kiss her, but my lips were met by her finger held up between us. "Amber, this is hardly proper at all you know. I am a student and you are my professor, this could be seen as an abuse of authority on your part" I whimpered weakly, aroused beyond reason and not really caring about my position as a professor at the moment. A part of me was appalled, wondering what had become of the confident in control woman I normally am.

She brought her hand under my chin and moved her lips forth until they were barely an inch from mine. I could smell the faint odor of marijuana on her breath as she whispered "Of course if I was the one to be in the position of authority, no one could say a thing now could they, pet?" I was shocked. Had she just called me pet? Why were those words so arousing to me? Why did I feel like my whole body was on fire just being so close to her?

She was looking at me expectantly so I just nodded weakly and whimpered out a feeble "I sup-suppose so" I looked down at the ground as I answered, not willing to admit to myself that I was giving into the arousal I was feeling for this girl, for one of my students. Another part of me found her confidence and poise incredibly arousing in a way I had never thought of before.

She pulled my head back up with her fingers under my chin and forced me to look into her eyes. I could barely hold her gaze as she stared back at me. "What was that pet? Speak clearly if you want me to understand you." Her eyes were teasing as she met my gaze and I felt the last vestiges of my resolve wavering as she held me transfixed.

I nodded and said again more firmly "Yes, you are right Miss." Her smile widened as I said the words and she slid a hand into my long blonde hair tugging down gently as she did so. Her gaze held mine and I simply felt it natural to lower myself to my knees in front of her. I did not even question the wisdom of doing so as I was suddenly gazing up at this incredibly sexy girl from my knees.

She smiled, her grin filled with malice and wickedness as she teased me "Oh sweetie you look so wonderful down there. Kneeling is such a natural position for you. I think you should do it every time you see me. In fact I think you should always be down on all fours unless I allow you to be otherwise. Wouldn't you like that? Don't you want to be my pretty puppy? Bark for me and show me you want it."

I should have stood up and left. I should have objected. I should have done something to stop it right then and there and I might have walked away with my dignity. It was too late though, weeks of fantasizing about her had made sure of that. I just looked up at her and without hesitation threw away what little resistance I had left, barking like a loyal puppy for her.

Her hand found my hair and she stroked it gently as she laughed, calling me a good dog as she pet my long blonde locks. I whimpered and swooned at her touch. I could feel the dampness between my legs as she pulled her hand away and ordered me to sit up. By this point I no longer even thought of refusing her and sat up like a good girl for her.

She stepped away for a second and opened up the drawer on her nightstand, pulling out a thin leather collar with a pink heart on the side. Without a word she wrapped it around my neck and fastened it in place. She looked down at me with a smile "You are my pet now, Amber, but that's not a very pretty name for a puppy, is it? It's more of a girl's name than a puppy's." She moved forth suddenly and smacked my ass playfully with her right hand before sliding it down between my legs. I let out a moan as her hand sought out my wetness. She pulled her hand back and gave my pussy a firm smack through my jeans.

She laughed "mmm such a horny little slut dripping like a dirty little whore, get out of those jeans now sweetie, and show me what a horny little puppy I have on my hands." I couldn't get my pants off fast enough as I undid the jeans and pulled them down, along with my panties. She slid her hand against my bare cunt as she gave my ass another firm smack. I whimpered loudly and pushed back against her hand.

Vanessa teased me "I got it, you're so wet right now I think I am going to call you Puddles." She laughed, a pretty silvery laugh that made me shiver with pleasure. I was so aroused. I could not believe how badly acting like a dog for her was turning me on. I whimpered and lowered my head to the ground, cementing my submission to this beautiful, powerful woman.

She picked a blindfold up off of her desk and slid it over my eyes. I shivered as I had my sight robbed from me. A moment later I felt something smack against my ass and yelped out sharply. I remembered the flogger I had seen on her bed and lifted my ass up further, showing my willingness for another smack. She did not disappoint as I felt another firm smack against my exposed ass and this time moaned loudly. She laughed as I made this lewd sound "Seems like my little puppy is a bit of a pain slut."

I whimpered, surprised myself to discover this. I had never been in a situation like this. This was my first experience with pain as a means to pleasure and I was stunned to discover how arousing it was. I felt her flogger strike a few mores times and then stop. I was shivering on the verge of orgasm already as she did this. I heard her snicker as I arched and rubbed myself at the air pathetically, trying to get myself off, growing desperate in my arousal.

She grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to her whispering in my ear softly "Not quite yet pet. Now I want you to lift your right arm, fold it and lower yourself down onto your elbow." I did as I was told. As I lowered my elbow to the ground, I felt a tightness around both my forearm and my upper arm getting tighter and tighter until I could no longer even begin to unfold my arm. Vanessa ordered me to lift my left arm next and the result was the same, this arm as well soon being bound tightly in the same manner.

She walked behind me and gave my ass a few more swats with the flogger. There was almost no pain this time, simply arousal as I felt the leather lashes against my bottom, squealing out with obvious delight and arousal. My pink haired tormentress laughed and gave me a harder swat for good measure, this one drawing a whimper of pain as I could imagine my ass must be quite red and raw by now.

A tap on my left thigh and the word "Up!" made me lift my leg up as well, and I felt it being tightly restrained, as both my arms had been. The right leg came last as it was tied in place, the now familiar process being repeated on it. I felt her hands behind my head and the blindfold pulled away, allowing me to admire her handiwork. All four of my limbs had been firmly strapped in place in restraining leather binders. It robbed me of the ability to walk in any fashion other than crawling on my elbows and knees.

I felt a pair of scissors at the small of my back and my flutter top was soon being cut away. I watched as it fell to the ground beneath me, in an instant turned into nothing but a worthless rag now. I did not care as I had the feeling I would not be needing it anymore. The same fate was in store for my bra as she proceeded to cut it away as well. That one stung a little as it was my favorite bra, a rather expensive one I had ordered online from Victoria's Secret in one of my rare moments of indulgence. Off came the boots I had worn next, followed by my stockings, leaving me fully naked in the middle of her dorm room, with the exception of the binders. I was aroused beyond belief being so exposed for this girl. I whimpered and moaned for her, giving her a glimpse of my arousal.

Vanessa smiled as she moved to the bed, picking up the harness and plastic cock and strapping it around her waist. I was in ecstasy, hardly able to believe what was happening. I would not have traded this moment for anything. She opened her drawer and pulled out a puppy tail tail butt plug as well. She moved behind me and rubbed the tip of the plug against my dripping cunt before moving it to my ass. The strap on was lined up with my cunt and she told me to relax, which I tried to do rather unsuccessfully.

She thrust both forth simultaneously and I screamed out in painful lust. I felt like I would be ripped apart as she pushed in, but she was relentless. I felt myself filled in both holes and still more kept coming. I whimpered and shuddered as I felt her penetrate me this way.

A few moments and it was over, at least for the ass. The plug popped into place and |I felt relief as my asshole closed around it, clenching it tightly. I let out a loud moan of relieved arousal and she took this as a cue to start thrusting into my pussy, fucking me on all fours as she drove it into me over and over. I lowered my head to the ground, offering myself to her as she took me. "You're my little puppy now, Puddles. I am going to fuck you like this every day and make you love your new life as my kept pet." I could only moan in arousal as I came to realize that this would be my new reality now.

My orgasm was not long in coming as the arousal culminated in an earth shaking climax, followed immediately on its heels by another one. My body turned into a writhing, bound mass of continual orgasm as I felt wave after wave of blissful pleasure washing over me. My head was spinning as my body had lost control. Vanessa was relentless inside me as her thrusts increased in tempo. At one point the pleasure simply caused me to lose it.

I was laying in her arms when I regained my senses, The thick unmistakable scent of smell pervaded the room as she held me close. I looked up at her and she smiles down at me. "I am so glad to have you Puddles, this is just the beginning puppy." She was right of course, nothing would ever be the same again

I quit my job as a professor the next week and now live full time as her puppy. Mistress Vanessa fucks me and plays with me every chance she gets. Her parents are quite wealthy so we manage to get by without either of us working. Life has been nothing but bliss since walking into her dorm room all those months ago. I am happier than I ever have been. I love my Mistress and she loves me, and that is all a puppy girl could ask for.
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