RENÉE PRIDEUX - POOLSIDE WITH CANDY<br/><br/><strong>"There now, that wasn't so hard was it? This is the Kneel. You might be unused to it but your body has been genetically reconditioned. You're much tougher now, more lithe, more supple, much more flexible and strong. It'll take you a while to get used to the capabilities your muscles and body have but you will. Good old exercise will work you in nicely. These postures might feel odd now but in a month or two you'll happily hold them for hours. The dogs here sit in a similar posture beside their masters all day quite happily."</strong><br/><br/>As I spoke I walked around her, viewing her from all angles. It was my first chance to really appreciate her form and I saw what I liked. Her skin was uncoloured, her breasts of course I'd already had a good look at. Her nipples were long and thick and nicely swollen. Very chewable. Her thighs were powerful but not chubby, good running legs. Her behind was tight and smooth and a nice size, her waist small. I might tease her with a dog-corset at some point to squeeze her shape more, something pretty in a russet red to match her colouring, or maybe even a nice bottle green to contrast. Yes, physically she was excellent, we just had to work on the attitude a little.<br/><br/><strong>"You'll see at once the utility of the Kneel. The Sit is just for resting respectfully at your owner's side. The Kneel is for display. All of you is on show, tits, cunt, behind. Its for my enjoyment only, so it should be a posture that you are proud to hold and be asked to stay in. Looking at a pretty puppy pleases me. You've a fine body Candy, so let's work with the positives, hm? Please me and I will please you. Disappoint me and believe me, young lady I will most certainly disappoint you."</strong><br/><br/>I stopped in front of her and raising my cane tucked the tip of it under her chin, lifting it higher, making her head tilt back.<strong>"And if you don't like these postures I can put you in other ones, much less agreeable. Now..."</strong>I dropped my cane, went to my bag and fished out a treat. It was a small meat tablet, synthetic but nutritious with a spicy taste and packed full of energy. It also contained a very mild sedative that would help to take the edge off her fear and apprehension, just widen her capacity a little for new concepts and experiences.<br/><br/><strong>"Now you've been a good girl, so here's a small treat."</strong>I fed her the meat tablet and ruffled my hand fondly through her hair. Returning to my bag I took out a bottle of mineral water and holding it over her face, tilted it up and poured a little in her drooling open mouth.<br/><br/><strong>"Good. Another of the main postures I will use is 'Down'. When I say <em>dowwwwn</em>,"</strong>(I stressed the word with a deeper tone in my voice and clearly pointed ground-wards with a finger),<strong>"You will lie down. Now this posture is for relaxing and you may lay down in any manner you wish, on your side, on your belly - rump up or rump flat - curled in a ball, or if you feel like sunning yourself you can roll on your back. I do not mind. You are free to express your own doggy choices with the 'down' command. However,"</strong>the cane-tip went under her chin again,<strong>"You will not use the laying down posture as an opportunity to satisfy your mucky canine desires. Bitch in heat or not, you obey your owner always. The dumb dogs you usually see can't help it and will just hump up against anything, poor things, grinding their nethers on anything they can, but you are better than that. You'll be a properly obedient bitch and not wank yourself off on every pot plant, bump of grass or chair leg you can find. Such behaviour is disagreeable to me, it looks cheap and tacky not to mention that round the club the staff do not take kindly to puppy juice wiped everywhere. Makes the place smell like a farm. So if you do it by God I'll tan your hide."</strong><br/><br/>I put a few things away in my bag and drained my drink. I spent some moments applying sun oil to my shoulders, arms, upper breasts and stomach and my forehead and nose and then dropped the bottle back in my bag.<strong>"Now, we will just have a few slow circuits of the pool, just a walk round and round and you will get the hang of it. If you're a good bitch then Renée will have a little treat for you and we are not talking Puppy Snax this time."</strong><br/><br/>I tugged on her leash to encourage her down from the Kneel to all fours.<br/><br/><strong>"Walkies!"</strong>Putting my sunglasses back on I set off clockwise around the pool, my high heeled sandals clicking and nodding my head with friendly hellos to the members I knew well some of whom had also rented club dogs for the afternoon.