[EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]
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				Title: <strong>[EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 13:46:05</strong>
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				OH MY DOG!<br><br>An alternative parallel of our world set in contemporary times but with one major change to human history that stems from events at the time of the industrial revolution of the mid to late 1700s.<br><br><hr><br>Monaco, playground of the obscenely wealthy, a high society with a dark underbelly.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoView.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The marina, hotels and hillsides made famous by Grand Prix motor racing.</span><br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/CAE-GardensPool.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Les Club des Affaires Étrangères or CAE. A view from the private apartments looking down over the pool<br>and gardens. The red-roofed building houses the dining room and lounge bar. To the left the lower longer<br>building houses the cages and training rooms.</span><br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/ForeignersClubPlanv2.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Plan of the CAE (not to scale). The arrow indicates the point-of-view of the photograph above it. The lower edge of the<br>plan faces the sea (south east).</span><br><br>1 - Main Entrance<br>2 - Security<br>3 - Reception<br>4 - Reception Managers Office<br>5 - Lounge and Bar<br>6 - Bar<br>7 - Dining Room<br>8 - Kitchens<br>9 - Kitchen Stores<br>10 - Kitchen Delivery Entrance<br>11 - Poolside Bar and Buffet<br>12 - Male and Female Changing<br>13 - Residents Private Entrance<br>14 - Palm Lounge (glass roofed, colonial wicker furniture)<br>15 - Main Garden Entrance<br>16 - Dog Cages (Staff accommodation over)<br>17 - Owner Inspection Area and Indoor Run<br>18 - Dog Training, Treatment, Grooming and Punishment (Staff accommodation over). Head Trainers Office, Inspection Tables.<br>19 - Dog Trainers Door to Garden<br>20 - Trainers Vestibule to Play Lounge<br>21 - Dog and Dog Supplies Delivery (Staff accommodation over)<br>22 - Delivery Truck Yard<br>23 - Milking Shed<br>24 - Private Apartment - Monsieur Marc (private doors to access gardens, kitchens and side street)<br>25 - Sun Patio with loungers, tables, trees. Al fresco dining also.<br>26 - Pool<br>27 - Gardens<br>28 - The Play Room. While dogs may be abused anywhere on the premises, the Play Room is where the more serious organised group abuses take place. It has numerous comfortable sofas and tables, a central circular stage, various items of torture and bondage equipment and a small number of private dungeons that can be rented by the hour.<br>29 - Residents rooms, suites and apartments.<br><br>NOTE THAT THIS THREAD COVERS ONLY ROOM 28, THE PUBLIC PLAY ROOM. IT HAS A BAR AND A SERIES OF SMALL PRIVATE ROOMS OFF TO ONE SIDE.<br><br>For an idea of the range of devices and settings in the PlayRoom and it's private rooms, see here (http://www.sanctuarylifestyle.com/dungeon/tour.htm), though CAE's appointments are far more luxurious.
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				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 14:29:47</strong>
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				<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, Outside the Dog Cages</strong><br><br>So predictable. The tail between the legs, the dropped ears, the shuffling, guilty movements- Roiyaru even stumbled in shock, much to my amusement. I knew I could have really screwed them both over, by requesting a separation, placing them far away from one another- and then keep them hired, keeping them deliberately in their cages, denying anyone their use for at least twenty four hours. But, luckily for them, my cruel streak was nowhere near as deep as many of the club members, most of whom delighted in orgasm denial. It had its place, certainly, but not all the time. <br><br>I reached over for the two leashes I'd collected, one black one silver, going over to Roiyaru first, squatting down beside him and reaching round to attach the silver leash to his collar. <br><br><strong>"Good posture..."</strong> I muttered, looking him up and down as I rose back up to my feet.<strong> "I heard that you're semi-experienced. Pogo will have to learn some of the basic postures from you. Teach her well and there may be an additional reward in it for you. As for you..."</strong> I turned now to Pogo, frowning mildly as I knelt down beside her. <strong>"First, stop rubbing your legs together. There will be time for that later. If you stop trying to bring yourself to orgasm, and learn quickly from Roiyaru, there will be an additional reward as well for you as well."</strong> Standing up, having connected her leash, I spoke down to both of them.<br><br><strong>"You would both do well to stay in line, my pets. I can make this next twenty four hours an orgasm filled paradise, or a denial hell. Either way I'm going to have my fun, and learn from you both- and if you do as I say, you'll enjoy yourselves as well. Now, Pogo, you will follow on behind me. Just try to match my pace and direction. Roiyaru, you will be in front of me, listening to my directions. Now, lead on boy."</strong><br><br>I had decided against putting both animals either in front of behind me- if either broke concentration and started to fuck the other, there'd be no stopping them, and I'd have to call a trainer to break them apart. Most embarrassing. With both leads in my right, mechanical grip I steered Roiyaru out of the cage room, and out into the gardens. I wished there had been another way to the play rooms. Not only were there other dogs to distract my two pets, there were other owners, some of whom might have wanted to chat with me. Avoiding as much eye contact as I could I made my way though the gardens, keeping my eye on Roiyaru- If Pogo made a move I'd feel a tug on the leash, and so far it'd remained fairly slack. I'd glanced over the info pages for both dogs, and it seemed Roiyaru was a fiesty character- I couldn't afford to have him doing something stupid.<br><br>Finally, mercifully, we reached the play room without interruption. Opening and closing the door behind Pogo I sighed, glad to be out of the sun and in the cool air conditioned play room. I'd been given a key to one of the private rooms, but for now I was sure I could stay in the main area, as this area only really got busy during the evenings. I unclipped both their leashes, collapsing down onto the nearest sofa.<br><br><strong>"OK, first things first, I need to reach these notes in detail. Roiyaru, sit there"</strong> I said, pointing to a spot on the floor a foot or two away from me. <strong>"Pogo, watch how he adopts the position, and then adopt it yourself. I want you facing one another, about two feet apart. You have permission to look anywhere you want. Now go."</strong> On that final command I pulled out the two sheets of paper from my handbag, starting to read through them, looking in particular for some measure of their refractory periods. The information would prove very valuable indeed.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 14:35:26</strong>
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				Roiyaru - DOG CAGES to Dog/Member Play Areas<br><br>I did everything the woman commanded.&nbsp; I did so as best as I could, my mind on the hot little bitch Pogo somewhere behind me.&nbsp; I kept my head up, my tail up, and maintained an easy loping gate, listening to, and responding to the human's orders.&nbsp; Left....right....straight.&nbsp; The world around me exploded into an overwhelming sea of sounds, and smells.&nbsp; My eyes, useful for guiding me around my environment were less important to me now than the were when I was still a man.&nbsp; Sounds and smells dominated, and while I tried to follow the commands spoken to me, combinations of certain sounds and scents would suddenly cause me to jerk to the left, or right, attracted to various sudden, and interesting mixes of alluring sounds, and scents.&nbsp; A bitch being teased by her owner, a male mounting another female.&nbsp; So many distractions, and all of them had to be fought consciously.<br><br>This is what it meant to be a dog?&nbsp; Fight constantly to obey whichever human controlled me against all the interesting things that happened around me?&nbsp; I corrected my step, each time, and led forward as commanded until we came to the room.&nbsp; I didn't remember what it was called, though I'd been inside twice so far, once to rape another male, and before that to spend time on the thing the people called a frame, or rack.&nbsp; It was not always a fun room.&nbsp; &nbsp;This time it was empty, and as my human opened the door, I crawled through, and waited for additional orders.&nbsp; <br><br>I sat where I was told, and as I had been taught, resting my bottom against my ankles, knees and legs several inches apart, my 'paws' placed a couple inches in front of my knees on the floor, head up, and tail curved in a fuzzy loop against my back, a position designed to display my conversion enlarged cock, that curved gently along my abdomen, to well above my navel.&nbsp; She gave us permission to look anywhere, and my eyes immediately swiveled to Pogo, I even gave a short little bark to catch her attention.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>LittleMonster</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 20:08:48</strong>
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				Pogo - DOG CAGES to PLAYROOM with Doctor &amp; Roiyaru<br><br>I watched Roiyaru as he moved to the woman's side, grinning at him and eyeing his cock greedily. His tongue had been all well and good (actually much more than well and good, more like amazing), but I knew that nothing would feel better than feeling his shaft pumping up and down inside me. Unf. I actually didn't even pay attention to the fact that the doctor was speaking until she said my name. Whoops. I looked into her eyes as she knelt beside me, blushing an as she reprimanded me. I was a slave to my own urges, didn't she understand that? Of course not. She was still human. I hoped that one day she'd know the way this felt. However, I stayed silent, nodding slightly and separating my legs obediently. The prospect of an additional reward made me wag my tail. I did like rewards. <br><br>I was a little disappointed at having to follow behind, unable to walk even shoulder to shoulder with the husky. However, I was able to see his delightful ass from there. I didn't really understand what the doctor meant by "learning from us," after all, what was there to learn? We ate, we fucked (if allowed to, at least), we slept. That seemed to be the extent of our lives as far as I could tell. But I didn't worry myself over it. She'd promised orgasms and I couldn't care less about the rest. I bumped into the doctor's legs a few times, backpedaling and whining an apology each time. The reason why I ran into her was simple. There was so much going on outside. My nose seemed to explode as a million smells hit it all at once. Inside the dog cages, I mostly just smelled other dogs. Outside, though... It was amazing. I could smell people, drinks, food, everything and anything. I watched other dogs, inhaling the scent of each one. I even forgot about Roiyaru a few times, wrapped up in my nose. However, I was reminded of him every time I looked straight ahead. <br><br>Soon, though, we were back inside. The smells weren't strong here, but they still registered. I sniffed at the air as I was let off the leash, taking a few steps forward. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Pogo, watch how he adopts the position, and then adopt it yourself."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Immediately, I did as she said. I didn't really need an excuse to look at Roiyaru, though. He was pretty nice on the eyes, to be sure. I studied his posture for a moment, then copied him. It wasn't an uncomfortable posture at all, although I knew that I wouldn't be allowed to touch myself at all in this position. While his cock was on display, I could feel my breasts hanging in front of me, pert and bigger than they had been before. They ached slightly, but I dismissed it at the time. I'd seen other dogs outside leaking milk, but mine weren't nearly as big as some of theirs had been. While I was looking down at my tits, he barked. My head jerked up quickly; my tongue lolled out in an easy grin. I yipped back at him, my tail wagging as I raised up slightly from my sitting position. I rested my bottom on my ankles again, running my eyes over his face, occasionally dipping down to look at one of my favorite parts of his body. God, it was huge.
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				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 22:39:29</strong>
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				<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, the Play Room, with Pogo &amp; Roiyaru </strong><br><br>I sat back against the sofa, pulling off my shoes and allowing my feet to stretch out as I looked over the two sheets of paper, Roiyaru's first. Nothing particularly unusual about him, though he was able to ejaculate one every seven to ten minutes for an hour. Fairly impressive- there was little worry of him wearing out or growing any less aroused for what I'd planned. I turned to Pogo's sheet, checking to see the two animals weren't misbehaving. No, they were fine, Pogo adopting the position Roiyaru had. Though I only glanced across I could see how eager both were, tails wagging, eyes transfixed upon the others sexual instruments, both positively dripping wet. I turned back to the paper, smiling. In time their patience would be rewarded.<br><br><strong>"Good pets..."</strong> I muttered off handedly, <strong>"Just stay right where you are." </strong><br><br>Pogo too seemed to be as active as Pogo, though I saw no numbers. I frowned slightly, shrugging as I put both sheet downs- she was probably just as capable as Roiyaru when it came to cumming over and over. I stood up, picking up the cane as I did, standing between the pair of dripping, aroused animals. I chuckled- poor things, so desperate to fuck. All I had to do was give the order and they'd be on one another like a shot. just a bit longer.<br><br><strong>"Now, pets..."</strong> I said slowly, using the cane to slightly adjust Pogo's stance to match that of Roiyaru's, running the tip over her breasts.<strong> "I read in your notes that you're both rather flexible little things, so I thought I'd see to what extent this is true. I think, before I decide if you are to fuck or not, you are to clean yourselves up with your own mouths. Roiyaru, the only liquid I want to see on your shaft is saliva, and Pogo, the only thing I want to see glistening on your lips is drool. You are not to cum under any circumstances- if you do so I will have no option but to restrain you and deny you any further pleasure. Remember, if that happens, your friend will have no-one to bring them over the edge either. You're not selfish puppies now, are you?"</strong> I lifted the cane to point towards the other end of the room, containing a variety of different bondage restraints I'd learned how to use. I'd have no qualms going through with my threat.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 00:01:12</strong>
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				Roiyaru , the Play Room, with Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe and Pogo<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">You are not to cum under any circumstances...</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I didn't know if I could do that....not cum, I mean.&nbsp; I was still drinking in both the delicious sight of Pogo, and her scent, and I was already quivering with desire.&nbsp; I was already on the edge, and it wouldn't take much before I came.&nbsp; But refusing to obey, I couldn't do that.&nbsp; There would be repercussions, not the least of which would be denying me a chance to fuck Pogo.&nbsp; Maddeningly, I couldn't even say anything.&nbsp; I would try, I would do my best to obey.&nbsp; If I pleased her, I would be rewarded with a chance to mount the beautiful bitch sitting right in front of me.&nbsp; Or at least, I hoped I would.&nbsp; <br><br>I stretched out on the floor, on my right side, facing my current owner...and Pogo, left knee bent, and bracing myself up with my right front leg.&nbsp; I knew the doctor would want to observe, and I wanted Pogo to see me, and I hoped she would take the hint, and position herself so I could watch her.&nbsp; I tried to whine my uncertainty, but then curled forward, keeping my eyes on the Doctor, and slowly began licking the sticky precum off the shaft of my cock.&nbsp; I very carefully avoided licking the glistening knob shaped head of my cock, afraid that if I did, I would cum, and I would be punished.&nbsp; I made as much a 'show' of cleaning myself as possible though, very thoroughly licking everywhere else, shifting my gaze back and forth from the doctor, to Pogo, and back again.&nbsp; Embarrassed by my own actions, yet hoping the doctor was pleased with my performance, and she would let me mount Pogo!&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>LittleMonster</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 10:34:57</strong>
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				Pogo - PLAY ROOM with Dr. Vernecoombe and Roiyaru.<br><br>I let out a whine as I watched Roiyaru, shifting in my seated position. It was hard to resist the urge to tackle him and slide myself onto his cock. That image made me tremble, licking my lips in anticipation. What was taking that woman so long? What did she want to know? I'd tell her anything at that point just to be free to fuck that boy across the way. Finally, finally, she stood up. My ears perked up and I looked at her, willing her to say the magic words and let Roiyaru mount me. <br><br>But she didn't. Instead, she touched me with the cane. Even that light graze on my breasts made me even hotter. I whined quietly. My breasts felt sore. For that matter, my whole body felt sore. Gah, she wanted us to lick ourselves clean. Without cumming. This seemed impossible. I followed the tip of her cane to eye the restraints across the room, then I looked at Roiyaru's shaft. I knew what I wanted; I just had to convince my body to comply long enough for me to get it. I watched the husky for a long moment, a smile spreading across my face. God, that was hot. I stretched out opposite of Roiyaru, returning his favor of letting me watch him. I leaned forward, amazed at how easy it was to bend. I'd never been that flexible before, but now I could eat myself out if I wanted to. Not that I could right now. Instead, I tentatively licked my labia, cleaning the sticky fluid off. Every time my tongue touched my pussy, I twitched involuntarily. Finally, it was clean. I glanced at Roiyaru, then licked the rest of my body, the hard part over.<br><br>My breasts were hard and extremely sore by then, however, and at a glance, I could see some liquid beginning to leak from my nipples. Milk? I'd heard of lactating puppies, but I didn't think I was one as well. I bit my lip, then licked at my stomach, where a few drops had fallen. It definitely was milk. I finally finished licking myself clean, looking back at the doctor. I hoped that had been enough for her. I hadn't cum, although I was more keyed up than I had been. My rump was wriggling, my tail swinging from side to side. I was anxious. Fuck, this was ridiculous. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 18:50:54</strong>
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				<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, the Play Room, with Pogo &amp; Roiyaru </strong><br><br>I smiled down at the pair, not quite able to imagine just how aroused these two must now be. I wouldn't be able to finish the order for them to mount before they started pounding away at one another. Well, they'd waited long enough, and it was about time that they-<br><br><em>*knock* *knock* *knock* </em><br><br>I turned towards the door of the playroom, frowning curiously. An interruption? Now, right before I gave these two puppies the command to fuck? Ugh...<br><br><strong>"Stay right where you are..."</strong> I muttered down to the two dogs irritably, making for the door. Whoever it was, I intended to deal with them quickly and get back to the two rented pets both gagging for it on the floor below me.<br><br><strong>"Yes? Can I help?" </strong>I said sharply, pulling open the door and glaring at the man who'd knocked- the ID pinned to his chest indicated that he was a club trainer. He shifted awkwardly on the spot, a clipboard in hand.<br><br><em>"Erm.. Dr. Vernecoombe.. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'm afraid I need to take..."</em> He glanced down at his clipboard, double checking the name on it, <em>"... Pogo, back to the cages. Reception hadn't logged a memo into the system... she's... well, she's already booked for someone else today..."</em> The trainer offered me a weak, apologetic smile, shrugging. <em>"I'm very sorry. If you want you can return to the cages and collect another dog..."</em><br><br><strong>"Another dog? I don't want..."</strong> I broke off, fuming. God fucking damn it... I didn't want another wretched mutt, I wanted Pogo. Not only had she been talking with Roiyaru, she'd wanted him, and he her... another dog wouldn't be half as good. But.. what bloody choice did I have?<br><br><strong>"Fine, fine, take her..."</strong> I snapped, walking into the room, throwing him her leash and turning to Roiyaru, kneeling down close to him. "Roiyaru, it looks like you won't be getting to fuck Pogo today I'm afraid. But, I'm going to go back to the cages, see if I can't find another bitch for you, OK?. In the meantime, I need to make sure you're not going to cum whilst I'm away." I stood back up, looking around me for something to put on him.<br><br>The play room walls were covered in BDSM equipment. Handcuffs, belts, canes, whips, long sections of different coloured and different textured rope, gag, clamps, Y-hooks, and a whole load of other stuff I still hadn't got round to using. One piece that I'd used once before caught my eye. It was a clean metal device (http://www.napasironworks.net/productpics/fiddle.gif) composed of three metal hoops and a two foot length of steel. On one end there was a large, singular ring, which clamped about the neck of whatever puppy had been chosen to wear it. On the the other end of the steel length were two small, adjacent rings, in which the front paws of the pet were locked into. In this way a puppy's paws were locked out in front of them, preventing them from touching themselves, and the steel bar jutting out, separating hand and face, prevented them from using their own drippy mouths to get themselves off. It was particularly convenient when tying a pup fully up wasn't practical. I lifted down the device and associated padlocks and keys, bringing it over to Roiyaru.<br><br><strong>"OK boy, hold still..."</strong> I murmured, gently clamping the piece around his neck, securing it with the first packlock. <strong>"Now, paws in boy."</strong> I gestured towards the now open hand restraints, locking his left then his right paws in securely. After checking the locks I stood up, pocketing the keys. <strong>"OK Roiyaru, you should be safe like that. I'll be back as soon as I can. If I come back to find you humping a cushion though..." </strong>I left him to imagine what the punishment would be.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 21:46:23</strong>
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				I heard the sound of approaching footsteps long before the knock on the door.&nbsp; It wasn't like the other outside sounds of people, and dogs moving about the pool area, and gardens.&nbsp; These footsteps were distinctly different, there was purpose behind them, and they approached the door, instead of merely walking past it, like all the others did.&nbsp; My ears swiveled toward the door, without any conscious thought to make them do so, they just did.&nbsp; I recognized the man by his footsteps, one of the trainers, and cage attendants.&nbsp; It felt odd to know all of that while Dr. Vernecoombe was clearly unaware that a man was just outside the door.&nbsp; I heard him stop, and I sat up, staring pointedly at the door, when he knocked.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Stay right where you are..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>If she hadn't said that, I would have been on Pogo the second she turned her back.&nbsp; I'd already tensed to do just that, ready to slam my cock into her the moment she'd turned for the door.&nbsp; Instead, her command forced a frustrated whine from me, and I sat, and stared at Pogo, panting, and drooling.&nbsp; I wasn't going to disobey, I wasn't, I couldn't.&nbsp; If I did what she commanded, she'd let me fuck Pogo.&nbsp; If I tried after she'd ordered me not to move, I'd never get any relief.&nbsp; And I'd be punished.&nbsp; I'd had a taste or two of that already, being denied any pleasure, or release, and walked around the garden, being forced to suck off other male dogs, those like me, and even the 'real' the dogs, or strapped into the stockade in the play room, while other dogs raped my ass.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; I'd wait.&nbsp; I'd be good.&nbsp; <br><br>I stared at Pogo, she was still on her side, legs spread, and giving me a wonderful long look at her luscious cunt.&nbsp; I tried to focus on what was happening at the door, but noticed only bits of the conversation. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "<em>....sorry to interrupt....need to take...Pogo, back....another dog..</em>."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Another dog?&nbsp; I listened more intently.&nbsp; They were taking Pogo?&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Fine, fine, take her..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I sat up, staring at Dr. Vernecoombe's back, and&nbsp; barked once, loud.&nbsp; It was as close as I could come to shouting "No!".&nbsp; Five more minutes!&nbsp; She'd turned, and strode back too us, and suddenly afraid my bark had angered her, I rather crouched, and tried to pretend I hadn't barked at all.&nbsp; She just tossed Pogo's leash to the trainer, and I was forced to stare, whining, as she was led out, giving me a last look at her split sex, and shifting rump, as she was taken from the play room.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"<em>Roiyaru, it looks like you won't be getting to fuck Pogo today I'm afraid</em>."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Dr. Vernecoombe knelt by me, and explained that I wasn't going to be allowed to fuck Pogo, and my prospects for finding any relief for the constant gnawing hunger that just grew, and grew, were dimmed, if not outright extinguished.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"<em>I'm going to go back to the cages, see if I can't find another bitch for you, OK?</em>."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I nodded, whining, and even leaned forward, to lick tentatively at her hand.&nbsp; Ughh....I was begging, like a dog!&nbsp; I couldn't help it, it wasn't just desire, like it had been when I was still a man.&nbsp; This was simple need.&nbsp; I had to have relief, I needed to fuck something, just as much as I needed to breathe.&nbsp; She said something else about not being allowed to cum in her absence.&nbsp; In her absence?&nbsp; She wasn't taking me with her?&nbsp; If she left me alone, even for a minute, I would have sucked myself to orgasm, surely she would know that.&nbsp; I watched, with more than a little interest, as she walked to a wall decorated with various implements of doggy torture, and confinement.&nbsp; Please, yes, just tie me up, and leave me alone for a minute!&nbsp; <br><br>She came back to me with an odd looking metal contraption that had not been used on me before, and placed it on me, neck first, then my paws, which I obediently held out to her, left first, then right.&nbsp; There was no possibility of attempting any self gratification with that device on.&nbsp; I couldn't sit, I couldn't reach my cock with my mouth, I couldn't do anything.&nbsp; More frustration.&nbsp; I laid down, wiggling my paws in their restraints, and just waited.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"OK Roiyaru, you should be safe like that. I'll be back as soon as I can."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>I gave her two short barks, and watched as she left the play room.&nbsp; Oh god, I would have happily fucked her too!&nbsp; Anything.&nbsp; As soon as the door swung close, I tried to find a way to get myself off, twisting, and bending, this way, and that, and the best I could manage was to lick my tongue just over the head of my cock, by stretching painfully to the side.&nbsp; Ugh.&nbsp; Completely stuck, I slumped to the floor, and stared at the door.&nbsp; I hoped she would hurry back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 21:14:27</strong>
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				Roiyaru , the Play Room, Alone<br><br>She really left me alone!&nbsp; I listened to the sound of her retreating footsteps.&nbsp; Alone, really alone.&nbsp; I glanced around the room, and shuddered, remembering being bound to those...things on the stage, and being assaulted by other dogs.&nbsp; For being 'bad' I was told.&nbsp; I swallowed hard, determined to behave, and do as I was instructed.&nbsp; She said she would bring me a bitch.&nbsp; I flopped back and forth, my legs spread wide, and my front paws trapped in that device the woman had put me in.&nbsp; Just the thought of a bitch I could bury the massive cock the labs had given me into almost made me cum.&nbsp; So close!&nbsp; Another spurt of precum jerked from the swollen head of my cock.&nbsp; So close, so close!&nbsp; <br><br>I couldn't focus on anything else, and I tried.&nbsp; The ceiling.&nbsp; The couches and tables.&nbsp; Even the stage, which made me whimper, and squeeze my eyes shut.&nbsp; Still my balls ached, my cock oozed precum.&nbsp; Why did they have to take Pogo?&nbsp; I behaved, I was good.&nbsp; I would do anything, did everything I was told.&nbsp; Ugh...I was a good dog.&nbsp; I squirmed against the floor, trying to pretend I was chasing an itch in the center of my back.&nbsp; How long had it been?&nbsp; Hours, since she left me there?&nbsp; A little bit of an itch made itself known, and I squirmed against it, then whimpered as more precum splashed from my cock.&nbsp; Anything that felt good, felt sexual, and was almost enough to bring me to climax.&nbsp; Almost.<br><br>I panted, and whined, and wriggled as ideas flooded my mind.&nbsp; The cushions on the couch....I could cum, and cum, and cum.&nbsp; Even the rough carpet.&nbsp; It would feel so good.&nbsp; Then I'd look toward the stage, and remember.&nbsp; "Be a good dog.", I told myself, "Do what they tell you....she'll bring a bitch.&nbsp; She said she would bring me a bitch."&nbsp; I started barking, as dog like as I could manage, over and over again, as milky wet, slippery precum oozed, and splashed from the head of my cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 00:09:32</strong>
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				<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, entering the Play Room, with Starshine, from the Pool Gardens</strong><br><br>I opened the door quickly, thoroughly expecting Roiyaru to be humping a cushion with puppy-goo all over the sofa. 20 minutes after being promised a bitch to mount would feel like an eternity. It therefore came as a suprise when I found him sitting obediently on the floor, though he'd left a sizable puddle of precum all over the floor where he had been leaking heavily. Still, I could hardly punish him for that. Doubtlessly this room had seen all manner of puppy fluids splattered all over the place.<br><br>I lead Star in after me, eyeing Roiyaru carefully- the last thing I wanted was for him to lose all self-control and start bounding towards the fresh new pup and scaring her shitless. As we entered, I spoke to Roiyaru, keeping my tone gentle.<br><br><strong>"Good boy Roiyaru,"</strong> I said, coming over to scratch behind his ears, speaking to him as I fetched the keys from my pocket, easing him out of the restraining device. <strong>"I'm surprised you lasted so long. Now boy, this pup is named Starshine,"</strong> I said, gesturing towards the girl half-hidden behind my legs. <strong>"She's a new dog. Now, I don't have to tell you how frightening it is for the new dogs, do I?"</strong> I said, this time a little more sternly. He needed to know this pup wasn't to be traumatised anymore than she already had. <strong>"I will let you mount her, and allow you some much needed release for being such a good dog, but as it will be her first time you're not to go crazy, even if you do need to spurt pretty badly. Understand?"</strong> I waited for him to comfirm, before leaning down to Star, unclipping her leash.<br><br><strong>"Now Star, this dog is going to mount you, OK?"</strong> I said, scratching behind her ears. "I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it at some point, but Roiyaru won't go full pelt straight away, OK?" My eyes flicked between her and Roiyaru, making sure both understood. If she seemed to take to Roiyaru, I could leave them for some time whilst I poured over their information more thoroughly, and maybe grab a drink. I'd heard stories of dogs and bitches who had fucked for hours on end, only stopping when both passed out in exhaustion. I had no intention for that to happen with Star and Roiyaru, but at least I knew that they could be occupied for a good hour if needed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cayenne</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 01:20:35</strong>
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				<strong>Starshine in the playroom with Roiyaru and Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe</strong><br><br>I could smell the other dog long before I saw him, he was everywhere in the room, and it burned at my nose, and sent heat to the pit of my stomach to a boiling temperature.&nbsp; I swallowed and peered slowly around Sophia’s long legs at the intense figure of intimidating thickness.&nbsp; Not just his jutting, drooling cock, but his thick muscular arms and overall scruffy scratchy unshaven body. <br><br>"Good boy Roiyaru”<br><br>Roiyaru, I wondered if it was his real name, though I didn’t wonder long as Sophia outlined the instructions he’d have to follow before he could fuck me.&nbsp; &nbsp;I felt dizzy, and almost swayed on my hands a knees in threat of simply toppling over to one side in some embarrassing scene.&nbsp; I sat down, glueing my haunches to the floor as my tail knitted up between my legs at the thought of it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She kept talking though, long after I’d stopped listening - long after I’d stopped paying attention. <br><br>-- <br><br>It was long lines of illumination that poured out from the bottom of the closed pocket doorway to the living room.&nbsp; I’d wandered down from my room with bleary eyes to ask them to turn the television down and completely froze at the small crack of vision allowed between not fully sealed portal the next room. <br><br>The television was on, I could tell by the flicker and glow that played over my neighbours features as he reclined on the couch.&nbsp; I’d almost darted into the room at the sounds of Chelsey the wonder dogs triumphant bark, only to hear something much louder and within the confines of the small space.&nbsp; <br><br>Something I recognised as the neighbours Saint Bernard, and hard wet sounds of skin slapping against itself.&nbsp; “You let your daughter watch this? She’s going to be fucked up when she gets older” His thick voice ringing through the room as he plucked a once abandoned cigar and pressed it between his lips “Hrm - she’s upstairs isn’t she?”<br><br>--<br><br>"Now Star” I blinked out of my daze, the vision stolen from me as Sophia reached out and gently rubbed at the back of my ears, leaving deliciously nice feelings rolling down the length of my spine. “This dog is going to mount you, OK?” <br><br>I stared up at her nervously,&nbsp; shifting from side to side, and wondering what exactly I was nervous about. I’d been nothing but raped up to this point, used in every way that I could have imagined at the time and spat on and treated like leavings they’d hose out of the cage.&nbsp; I was being asked my feelings on it now, and I was nothing but apprehensive, but afraid, but intimidated. <br><br>"I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it at some point, but Roiyaru won't go full pelt straight away, OK?"&nbsp; She looked between us slowly, and a shivered in place, curling my toes and fingers tight within the paws that secured to my hands and feet.&nbsp; My ears flat against my head as I swallowed again and tried to get calm.&nbsp; I was horny, I was aroused, and part of me wanted this so badly I felt like I was trying to jump out of my skin - that I might just tackle him down.<br><br>I also had so much to ask, I didn’t even know Sophia’s name, her real name anyway.&nbsp; The only person I knew was Roiyaru&nbsp; and his pale blue eyes were piercing were undoubtedly boring fuckable holes into me. I really wanted to talk, but after some affirmation that I wouldn’t simply bolt out the doorway she wandered off.<br><br>I swallowed again, and stared at him, though, mostly his cock.&nbsp; It was hard not to look at, twitching, bobbing with a life of its own.&nbsp; I was going to be fucked by a dog, but I suppose if everyone here was like me, then he wasn’t really a dog, even if he acted the part - there was still that intelligence in his eyes, still that knowing, hidden beneath the impossible need he must be feeling, the need I had already started to feel.<br><br>I pushed myself off my haunches, feeling the rush of crimson on my cheeks as my ears lay plastered against the top of my head.&nbsp; I could hear the rustling of long raven locks as I crawled tentatively forward, feeling much more clumsy then I had been.&nbsp; I got a little closer, and it was like walking into a brothel - the smell of sex burning further at my nose and leaving me sneezing again as a little inward groan filled my lips.<br><br><em>‘Even Star needs a good bone’ </em><br><br>I could already feel his scratchy chest over me, as halted in place and made no further movement. Keeping still - petrified until he moved. I was half expecting him to knock me to floor and fuck the sanity from my mind.&nbsp; Soon I wasn’t even thinking about when I’d get to talk again, or if I was allowed to talk at all. <br><br>I was good, since I had nothing left to say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 03:54:30</strong>
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				Roiyaru , the Play Room, with Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe and Starshine<br><br>Hours,&nbsp; it had been hours and hours.&nbsp; It had to have been.&nbsp; I occupied myself by squirming on my back against the floor, and barking at the ceiling, over and over again, while the stupidly large cock they'd given me jerked, and oozed precum, and tortured me.&nbsp; A thought occurred to me.&nbsp; I was told....to be good.&nbsp; Just be good, don't make a mess.&nbsp; I think.&nbsp; Already the last issued orders were fading from my mind, consumed as it was with the pressing, urgent, and undying need to fuck something.&nbsp; I tilted my head back, and stared at the door.&nbsp; It had a handle, as opposed to an oval, or round door knob.&nbsp; A fancy carved looking thing that I could reach with my restrained 'paws', or even my chin.&nbsp; <br><br>I had no idea if those things locked, or if real people knew a trick to opening them, but I didn't remember the Woman doing anything more than walking out, after Pogo had been taken from me.&nbsp; Just the thought of her resulted in a near orgasmic muscular contraction that pushed another sticky glob of precum from the head of my cock, and forced a low hungry growl from my throat.&nbsp; I had to have something.&nbsp; And something, in the form of numerous bitches were right outside that door.&nbsp; I couldn't crawl, or 'walk', but on my knees, I could still move!&nbsp; I had to roll over to a nearby chair, and use it as a support to get to my knees, but it worked.&nbsp; I could walk on my knees, I could leave that room, and find a bitch on my own. <br><br>I took several shuffling knee-steps toward the door, it was uncomfortable, and I was afraid I would fall, but I was moving.&nbsp; And there were bitches, so many wet, ready bitches, just beyond the barrier the door represented.&nbsp; If it wasn't locked.&nbsp; I shuffled my way slowly toward the door, past the spot that the woman had first put the device on me, when my ears flicked forward.&nbsp; Crunch...pause, crunch Crunch.&nbsp; Footsteps, and not just from anyone, but from her.&nbsp; Out of a sea of noise beyond the door, I picked out her unique steps, and they were drawing closer.&nbsp; There were other noises, but I couldn't tell if their was another dog with her, or not, there were just so many sounds, unfamiliar to me, that it was impossible to determine <br><br>I stopped, and sat back on my ankles, knees apart, paws wiggling within the device I wore, and tried to look like I was being good.&nbsp; It looked like I was begging, up on my knees, and my paws up, and dangling in front of me, and I hoped it looked like I was behaving, and being the good dog the woman had told me to be.&nbsp; She swung the door open, quickly, and eyed me.&nbsp; My tail was already swishing back and forth through the air behind me, something I had no control over.&nbsp; Behind her, on a leash, was another dog.&nbsp; A bitch.&nbsp; My eyes were fixed on the other dog as the woman approached, and spoke.&nbsp; Yes, I was a good dog, and well behaved, though she didn't know I'd just been putting my plans on escaping that room into action.&nbsp; All that was gone from my mind, at the sight of the female dog that followed her in.&nbsp; <br><br>I tilted my head, and allowed my eyes to close briefly as the woman scratched behind my ears.&nbsp; It felt wonderful just to be touched like that, with no threat of a whip, or other tortures to follow.&nbsp; I looked up at her, or tried to, as she spoke, telling me to go slow with....her name was Starshine, and I decided it was a pretty name.&nbsp; I wondered briefly if she remembered her human name, like I did, or even dwelled on it, or thought about it at all.&nbsp; When I was told I would be allowed to mount Starshine, I groaned, and my cock jerked in response, oozing more precum from it's swollen head.&nbsp; <br><br>Her ears were back against her head, and her tail was dragging against the ground.&nbsp; Unsure, unwilling, or just scared, I didn't care.&nbsp; The woman brought her too me, and said I could mount her.&nbsp; She took a few tentative steps toward me, then halted, and free of the device the woman had put me in, I fell forward on my paws with a thump, and eyes on the bitch, I crawled toward her, my hips thrusting forward involuntarily as if I'd already mounted her.&nbsp; I bumped my shoulder against hers, briefly laying my head against her back, sniffing, and smelling the sweet scent of her heat, her hunger, the wet dripping core of her split sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;So close!&nbsp; I tried desperately to be good, giving no hint at all that there was a man behind my blue eyes, and pointed ears, knowing that if I did, the bitch would be taken from me, and I would be punished for it.<br><br>Passing behind her, I licked, and bit, and growled against her round rump, pushing my face under her tail to lick, and breathe in her scent.&nbsp; The woman seemed focused on whatever papers she had, and seemed to be ignoring us entirely.&nbsp; She didn't, as so many others had, try to stop me, a fear that rested always in the back of my mind.&nbsp; I was gentle with the bitch, as commanded, I licked my tongue against her sex, nudged her, and growled softly.&nbsp; I was a dog, a good dog, a very good dog.&nbsp; I moved behind her, then lifted myself, my heavy cock jutting out obscenely from my body, and fell atop the bitch, my paws on her shoulders, and my hips against her ass, still thrusting forward as if I'd already penetrated the puppy.&nbsp; 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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 04:26:35</strong>
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				I collapsed back onto the sofa, slipping my shoes back off and sinking into the cushioning. If someone came round and said one of the dogs had to be taken again, I'd blow my lid, that was for certain. No-one came. It was just me, Star and Roiyaru, though in a few minutes it'd only really be me when Roiyaru mounted Star- they'd be too engaged in puppy ecstasy to worry about anything else. I spared a quick glance back down to the two puppies, making sure Roiyaru wasn't being too violent- whilst I wanted him to act freely to get Star used to being mounted, I didn't fancy the idea of him fucking her as brutally as I was certain the guards had during her transformation. I shuddered at the thought. Barbarians...<br><br>Reaching down to my bag I felt something catch in my right hand, prompting me to sit up quickly again, cursing.<br><br><strong>"Fuck.. fuck.. ahh..." </strong>I swore, wincing as the mechanical knuckles in my right ring finger caught, sending an acute shot of pain down my arm. Using my left hand I started massaging the digit slowly, flexing it back and forth. It'd been nearly two decades since the accident, and my hand had lasted well, up until the last few months at least. My fingers were catching more and more frequently, and every time they did I was forcefully reminded of the incident that left me with the prosthetic device causing me trouble. I shook my head, gripping my hand into a fist- there, back to normal. Shaking my hand out I returned to fetch the papers I'd been looking for- Star's paperwork. <br><br>I sat back, casting a lazy eye over the two dogs before going back to the paperwork. The information they provided was always so inadequate, at least to me. Most owners just wanted to know what the dog was like now, and the information given on their sheet offered them this. It didn't tell you about their past, their old name, anything. 'Not much call for it' I thought miserably, scanning down the list.<br><br>As far as club dogs went Star had undergone little modifications beyond what was normal- she was on heat, the old DNA modifications, yadda yadda yadda. She was pierced, though currently she had no jewellery fitted- perhaps something to invest in. I paused, looking up from the paper. Invest in? Why had I thought about investing in jewellery for a rented bitch? She was an interesting case for sure, but... I pushed the matter out of my mind. I'd think about it later.<br><br>Her profile was thouroughly unstimulating, as they all were, and it was quickly returned to my handbag. I pulled out my spiral notepad again, rummaging about for a Biro or pencil, pausing and closing my eyes. 'Really Amanda, did you have to take notes all the time?' I sighed, putting the pad back. I always came here to relax, and always found myself coming back with handfulls of notes instead- <em>'Ten minutes' </em>I thought, <em>'Ten minutes, just to relax for a bit'</em>... I slumped back against the back of the sofa, stretching my feet out- the dogs wouldn't mind my watching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh my dog! [Club des Affaires Étrangères - Play Rooms]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cayenne</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 12:40:44</strong>
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				I found myself transfixed upon the sight of long streaks of clear drooling cum oozing out of the thick mushroomed head of Roiyaru’s cock.&nbsp; &nbsp;The realization that he was the first person I’d heard the name of since -- Well, I couldn’t really remember being introduced to anyone until now, everything Amanda -- was still wrapped within a dense fog of overwhelming sensations and cruel treatments.<br><br>Try as I might, I couldn’t remember if I was always this aroused, as my pussy twitched and my hips shivered at the sight of the slow bobbing dick attached to Roiyaru’s thick and solid frame -- knowing I was moments away from being brutally fucked by some massive dog -- but it was a person, wasn’t it?<br><br>Roiyaru’s arousal burned against my nose,&nbsp; his leaking puddles pooled on the floor and long snail trails of sexual drooling followed the small half circle he made around me until I felt his tongue wash over the curve of my bottom, licking, biting, sending waves of sensation washing over me until I let out a loud cry.&nbsp; I could feel my fingers curling again, along with the tips of my toes within the bond state trapped inside of black paws with flecks of white fur. <br><br>Soon he was licking at my cunt, and within the first few swipes the haze of arousal washed over me and every focused thought drowned into a sea or murky desire.&nbsp; I could feel my face flush, my body tremble as his paws rested against my shoulder blades until his weight sent me to the floor - crushing the rounds of my increasingly sore, and heavy feeling breasts into the ground.<br><br>I was going to be raped, but Roiyaru wasn’t a dog, he was a person.&nbsp; Though every action, every sniff, every deep rumbling growl that poured out of his barrel chest said otherwise.&nbsp; The only thing left in my mind was that scene, the long hallway way, the light pouring through the small gape within a unclosed pocket doorway. <br>
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