Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2012 20:59:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Victoria <missvictoria6969@yahoo.com>
Subject: Victoria Submits 3

I shivered as I turned my key and opened the employee entrance door of the
veterinary clinic this morning.  I love spring, but sometimes these
Midwestern mornings can be downright chilly!  The rush of cool air up under
my skirt and over my private area was quite stimulating.  I had complied
with the instructions of my boss, Dr. Timmons, and came to work without
panties, and wearing the very special private perfume he gave me to try
out.  I don;t know how I could describe the fragrance, it wasn't flowery,
it was more ...primal if that makes sense.  Sometimes it takes a few days
wearing a new fragrance to form an opinion of it.  It felt so weird,
feeling that cold air between my legs, and I felt my hole pucker.  Damn
that boss of mine for forbidding me from wearing panties!

Men can be so weird!  If it tripped my employer's trigger to catch a
glimpse of my bottom or my tiny sheclit at work, then so be it.  After all
I need my job!  Why oh why did I take that doberman's cock into my mouth,
and allow myself to get in the predicament of being discovered by my boss?
This wasn't the first time my sexual experimentation got me into trouble!

As soon as I entered I went to the closet and removed my spring trench
coat, hanging it next to the doctor's coat, I saw his truck in the parking
lot and knew he was around someplace, probably in his office taking care of
correspondence before our veterinary patients started arriving.  I heard
Max barking in the back and I shuddered, being reminded of yesterday and
the taste of his cock in my mouth.  It really wasn't my finest moment.  I
fixed myself a cup of coffee and went up the receptionist desk to make sure
everything was in order, and to try to get my mind focused on work and the
day ahead and not be disturbing behavior, not to mention the way
Dr. Timmons reacted.  He was so forceful and demanding!  I really didn't
expect that from him.  Oh well.

I was wearing the prettiest dress!  It was a floral print, and some kind of
a polyester/cotton blend.  It gathered nicely around the waist, with a
matching belt, and it really helped accentuate my figure.  It had a rather
prim neckline, with some lace, short sleeves, and the hem rose just above
my knee.  I was glad it was long enough, and full enough, not to show any
pesky erections that may occur during the day without wearing a pair of
tight panties or a girdle.  That doesn't happen so much anymore.  I've
always been a "girly" gurl, that is I love clothes that are pretty and
feminine.  Underneath I was wearing the prettiest lilac colored gel bra,
containing my silicone breast enhancers, and a complementary lilac and
white laced garter belt.  My legs felt super smooth and sexy in the silk
stockings that were firmly attached to the straps.  I wore some low white
shoes that were appropriate for work yet a bit stylish.  The doctor has
high standards when it comes to our employee dress code.  No jeans or
sneakers, he tells us we are a reflection on him.  Besides, I like dressing
nice.

I heard Max, the handsome doberman, in the back crying, a pitiful moaning
really, and since we had plenty of time before opening the front door and
turning off the night ring on the phone I decided to go back and see what
his problem was.  Our part timer wouldn't be in until later in the morning,
covering the lunch hour and peak traffic times.  Our veterinary clinic is
well respected and quite successful and we try to make sure we are properly
staffed to provide exemplary service!  I passed the Doctor's office and saw
that the door was closed.  It sounded as though he was speaking on the
phone.  I turned the corner into the kennel area, where our "guests" spend
the night, and Max was pacing in his pen, and seemed quite agitated.  I
went up to the fencing and leaned over, petting him on the head, telling
him to calm down.  His response was to jump up and put his front paws up on
top of the fencing to try to give me a kiss.  I laughed and rubbed his head
as he tried to lick me.  Such a nice friendly dog!

I don't know why I did it, but I leaned over and glanced under his powerful
frame to have a look at his cock again.  I was surprised to see it peeking
out and getting bigger by the moment!  I got lost for a minute thinking
about what it was like to have that hot pink shaft between my lips feeding
me his seed.  Just then I heard the doctor's voice.

"Yes Victoria, it appears your lover is excited to see you!  It's really
quite common for a stud to display before his bitch!"

"Doctor please.  Don't remind me of my shameful behavior, I beg you!  I
heard Max crying and wanted to make sure he was all right."

"He was crying for sexual attention and his bitch came to him.  Look what
you've done to him, he's quite erect!  His owner will be picking him up
later today and this condition will have to be dealt with."

Max jumped back down on the ground but he kept his body very close to the
chain link fencing.  I felt the Doctor walk up behind me, lift up the hem
of my dress, and he took his hand and cupped my bare ass cheek in his meaty
hand.  It startled me and I jumped forward, right up against the chain link
of the pen.

As soon as I jumped I felt Max's rough raspy tongue licking across my tiny
little shaved penis and my orbs.  I moaned at the feel of it, it was
something I had never experienced!  Dr. Timmons laughed and pushed me
closer to the fence, pressing his body up against me from the back.  He
knew I was being licked and he leaned close to my ear and whispered to me
in a very authoritative manner.

"I'm so glad you obeyed me and aren't wearing panties.  Spread you legs a
bit, Victoria and let me get you into position.  There, that's better.  Let
Max get at your pussy hole.  It's not right to tease him, is it?  You
should never tease any male, always give him what he wants and needs.  It's
your place in life, there should be no restrictions between your breeding
hole and a penis.  Do you see how much he wants you, sissy?"

I gasped and almost trance-like did as he suggested, spreading my legs a
bit and letting the doctor position me, making it easier for a horny male
to find my fuckhole.  The doctor grabbed my legs for support, leaned me
back against his body, perching my bottom tight up to the fencing, his body
supporting me, urging me closer.  I felt a cool breeze on my asspussy and
then felt his tongue poking at me, trying desperately to get inside me!  I
gasped as the tip of the dog's tongue curled up and dug in.  Dr. Timmons
kept up the pressure and seemed to delight in my predicament, offering me
up to the randy doberman!

I was breathing hard, so was the doctor, who was pressed closely to me.
Oh, the sensation!  The physical feeling of the raspy tongue and the
psychological torment of conflicting feelings of guilt and sexual euphoria
overwhelmed me!  As the licking and probing continued I became weak and
started to shake.  I felt the doctor rubbing his erection between my crack
and I thought it wasn't the first time I had two excited males vying for my
asspussy, but this type of scenario was something I tried not to think
about.  Men had eaten my hole before of course, usually before inserting
their penises inside me and using me for their pleasure.  Never had I
experienced such a frenetic, purposeful tonguing!  I wondered if the tip of
the doctor's cock was also in range of the doberman's tongue as his
erection poked between my legs from the back?

I felt so excited, yet so ashamed.  I shouldn't be enjoying this, it was so
wrong...but I found if I wiggled a little it would only make him thrust his
tongue in and out of me even more persistently and I moaned and clutched
the top of the fencing.  The more I moaned the more the doctor seemed to
like it and he whispered the most awful words in my ear..."bitch", "whore",
"cum slut".

I'm ashamed to say it excited me terribly!

I moaned and squirmed until we heard someone knocking at the side door to
the clinic.  The doctor let me down onto my shaky legs and he quickly
arranged himself and went off to see who it was, I pulled my skirt down and
tried to calm myself.  Max was running around in his pen, his cock fully
engorged and desperate for relief.  Poor Max!

I made my way up to the front desk area and sat down for a minute.  Whew,
what a way to start the day!  We were due to open the door in just a few
minutes and I needed to compose myself.  What happened had shocked me...not
just that the doctor pushed me right up to a randy dog and offered me up,
but the way I had let him and even squirmed to be in better position to
accept his raspy tongue.  The words he said rung in my ears..."his bitch",
my "breeding hole", Max being "my lover".

I just shook my head. Focus, gurl...focus!  We started getting clients and
phone calls and things and I settled into my work groove.

When our pesky part timer Stephanie arrived a little later she asked me
what kind of perfume I was wearing?  She said she couldn't place it, she
sniffed me rather intently and it made me feel uncomfortable.  God, she was
a nosy bitch!  I told her I didn't remember, it was something I had picked
up a long time ago, that's what the doctor told me to tell anyone asking
about his secret scent.  She just gave me an odd look as she does sometimes
and said "whatever".  Dr. Timmons walked up and asked me to call Max's
owner, Mrs. Marsden, and tell her we would be keeping Max another night.

"If she asks for a reason tell her I want to observe him a little longer."

I wondered if that was all there was to it?  After all, the doctor had been
making odd comments to me about being bred.  I thought he must just be
kidding of course, I had certainly never expressed any interest in getting
fucked that way.  Don't get me wrong...I like getting fucked, it makes me
feel even more girly...but I think of men penetrating me, not animals.  I
just wish some men lasted longer, you know what I mean?  Sometimes a guy
just gets into a nice rhythm and bam he's done.

A short time later a client dropped off his dog Pierre for an examination
and then a late day grooming.  Pierre was a standard poodle, white, and he
was clipped in show fashion...you know, the kind of cut where he is fluffy
and cotton ball like in the front, then shaved smooth over the rear of his
body.  His tail was trimmed as well to have the most darling white puff of
fur at the tip.  From what I understand Pierre was quite a show dog and was
best in breed in a show in Appleton.  Most people have miniature or toy
poodles, which are relatively small.  Pierre was as tall as a retriever and
quite finicky.  He had taken to me when I handled him the last time he was
here, and when I walked out to greet him he was friendly as usual.  I took
his leash in my hand and spoke with his owner Ted who seemed to be flirting
with me.  As I politely dealt with him I suddenly felt something cold under
my dress and jumped, looking down to see Pierre's head had poked under my
dress and he was poking at my little sissyclit and orbs!

When I jumped in shock from the cold nose of his nosy poodle, Ted
apologized profusely!  He tried to pull him out from under my dress but
Pierre actually growled at him!  It's quite disconcerting having an animal
tonguing your sissy clit and growling underneath your dress!

"That's odd, Pierre never acts that way!  I guess he REALLY does like you,
Victoria...I do too!"

Pierre seemed intent on poking at me and I froze in fear, noticeably
shivering as I felt his tongue lick me up and down, ooh it felt amazing on
my little organs!  Todd seemed quite embarrassed and excused himself, not
sure what to do about the circumstances.

"Well Victoria, you are the professional here.  I'll leave you to it.  Be a
good boy, Pierre!"

He gave me an odd smile and left as I tried to pull the dog out from under
my dress.  Stephanie was watching and laughing, making fun of me.

"Ooh Victoria's got a boyfriend!  I'll bet that tickles!"

I shot her a death glare, imagining her sassy mouth stuffed with dog meat.
That would shut her up!

"You have no idea, dear.  Come along Pierre!"

I pulled hard on the leash and got Pierre to follow me, though he kept
trying to put his head back under my dress as I took him back to one of the
exam rooms.  I noticed Dr. Timmons peeking out from the lab as he watched
the dog trying to sniff and lick me.  I looked into his face and saw a very
wicked and telling smile on his face.  I must admit it made me
uncomfortable!

"Doctor, Pierre is here for his appointment.  Will you need assistance with
him?  He seems to be a bit of a handful today!"

"Yes Victoria, wait for me in Exam room number 2 and try to make him
comfortable....Well, not too comfortable if you know what I mean?"

I felt my cheeks blush a deep shade of crimson at the implication that I
would masturbate or suck this pedigreed pooch to orgasm!  I mean really...a
gurl takes one dog cock into her mouth and she's branded forever?  I took
Pierre into the exam room and heard Max going absolutely crazy as I got
nearer to the kennel area, he was was really going nuts barking and crying,
he must have sensed another male in the area.  I entered the exam room and
sat down for a moment to wait for the doctor.  I tried to calm Pierre,
scratching behind his ears.

I couldn't help it, really!  I had to look.  I peered down under the puffy
poodle and saw that he was indeed rather excited.  His penis was exposed by
several inches and what surprised me was the color of it.  Unlike Max,
Pierre's penis was mostly purple in color, with very evident veins.  It
surprised me, I guess I hadn't realized that like men, dog's cocks came in
different varieties.  Aren't penises wonderful?

"Good boy Pierre", I said as I petted his head.  He was panting and seemed
to be calming so I let loose of his leash and thought he would sit
patiently and wait for the veterinarian.  I was wrong!

As soon as I let go of the leash Pierre jumped up and placed his front paws
on my shoulders and for some reason he started to thrust into the air!  I
tried to pull him down, trying to avoid unwanted contact or bodily fluids
from spraying all over my pretty floral dress. Oh, why had I not put on a
lab coat?

I tried to grab him and push him down, but as he jumped and my hand brushed
against his ever growing erection.  I gasped at the heat of it, and the
size!  He was easily as big as Max, a good six or seven inches I thought,
very slick and needy.  I wanted to feel it, feel the power of it.  I
wrapped my fingers around his big purple cock and sensing a hole Pierre
began to thrust!

He was way too into it.  His cock was really wet and hot and urgent.  I
didn't like where this was headed, and I managed to push him down to the
floor and off my body.  I was breathing heavily, and I lifted the sticky
hand that had jacked his fuckstick to my nose.  I wanted to smell it,
that's all...nothing more...did he smell like Max?

Dr. Timmons walked into the room, and seemed delighted to have caught me in
some kind of an embarrassing act since I acted so guiltily.  He smiled
broadly and leaned down to pet Pierre who was still awfully fidgety.

"What's that in your hand, Victoria?  Smegma?  Semen?"

I was so ashamed, it seemed I was always giving this man examples of such
deviate submissive behavior!

"Oh doctor I don't know what it is...it's spray from his cock!  This dog is
so incredibly horny I just can't believe it!  I was having such trouble
controlling him you see, and I thought...."

"You thought you would relieve the poor bastard?"

Dr. Timmons took his hand scratching behind the poodle's ears and placed it
on my own.  He seemed to be comforting me, almost petting me on the head.
He stroked my hair and it felt kind of nice.

"No Doctor, but I did touch his shaft, and wondered if all dogs taste the
same?"

"Well?  Do they?"

"I don't know Sir, I haven't done anything with the stickiness in my palm."

"Well then, carry on...go ahead and lick your hand clean like a good
bitch."

I sighed and submissively brought the palm to my face.  It smelled so, and
I was instantly reminded of the oral pleasure I brought to the doberman
penned up back in the kennel.  I looked up at Dr. Timmons and slowly licked
the fluid from my palm as he watched and nodded his approval.  I shuddered
at the thought of my degradation.

"That's a good girl.  Now leave me to Pierre and go wrap things up in
front.  I'm sure Stephanie is ready to leave for the day.  There is one
more appointment and then you and I will be done for the day."

Another appointment? That was odd.

When I got up front I sent Stephanie home and checked the appointment book.
I could see in her writing that there was an appointment for a bitch named
Sissy for a reproductive exam.  Pierre's owner picked him up and frankly I
was relieved to get away from the horny beast!  The doctor came out soon
afterward and told me to lock up for the day.

"What about Sissy's appointment, Doctor?"

"You're Sissy, silly.  Now go to Exam Room Number 1 and strip down to your
garter belt and stockings!"

What new hell was this?  Honestly, some men are just too much!  Considering
my tenuous position at work I just went along with it, shaking my head as I
entered the exam room and stripped down.  I felt very self conscious,
knowing I would be nude in front of my boss but what could I do?  I looked
in the mirror and saw my reflection.  Soft and non muscular, with puffy boi
breasts and truly inferior male equipment.  Gosh, my legs looked nice
though I thought, and I turned to look at my smooth round butt.  I loved
the way the garter straps stretched over my cheeks and pulled my stockings
taught.  Yeah, I was fuckable all right!

Dr. Timmons entered and smiled and told me to put on the black leather dog
collar he held in his hand.  It was embellished with small jewels and I
laughed as I fastened it around my neck.  It felt weird, being presented
with that collar took away my sense of embarrassment and I just went along.
Whatever, as Stephanie always says.

"Very good.  Now I want you on the table, on all fours.  You know the
drill, head down, legs spread.  I need to examine you!"

As soon as I got on the table the doctor used the pneumatics on the table
to lower it so that I was in a better position for an exam.  I held on to
the corner of the stainless steel table so I wouldn't slip off.  The doctor
reached into a drawer in the side cabinet and pulled out a small leash.
Before I could say anything he quickly attached it to the link in the
collar and pulled my face down low, tying the leash to a hook on the side
of the table so that I could not get away.  I started to pull at it, this
was just too much!  I felt a cool breeze on my little hole which was fully
on display.

"Stop wiggling, bitch!  If you're going to be breeding with my patients,
especially the pedigrees, I need to know you are clean and an acceptable
receptacle for the studs.  Now let's check you out!"

Dr. Timmons put on a pair of rubber gloves, as he does with his other
patients, and he immediately grabbed at my small breasts which were hanging
just a bit from my frame.  I had taken estrogen off and on for a few years
and one of the things it left me with were small boobs, sensitive, puffy
breasts and engorged nipples that loved attention.  He pulled at them and
pinched them, noting my reaction.

"You know, you have nice udders...not big, but we will take care of that.
I see you enjoy having them fondled."

He then ran his hand underneath me and he grabbed my little penis and
pulled on it, trying to make it get hard but it didn't do much.

"You know I don't think I've ever seen a smaller penis on an adult human.
It's really quite ridiculous.  You poor bastard...you never had a chance,
did you?"  I just moaned.

Then he grabbed at my little shaved balls and rolled them around in his
latex covered fingers as I sighed and wiggled under his control.

"You know, these testes are really quite unnecessary.  Perhaps I should
neuter you...it would make you more feminine Victoria...and after all
what's the point of having them?  Imagine them gone my dear, stopping the
production of any remaining testosterone into your body.  As you know I do
this kind of operation all the time, it's really quite simple.  An incision
here, a snip there...and away go those nagging reminders of your
unfortunate past.  You'd become a more docile pet."

I started to shake.  I felt so submissive and totally out of control,
collared and leashed like that, being prodded by the veterinarian.  What if
he wanted to remove my testicles?  Could I stop him?  Would I stop him?

He released them and walked to the front of my table.  From my submissive
position I couldn't see above his waist.  I could see he had an erection
pushing against his pants.  He was loving this!  He reached into a cabinet
drawer and pulled out a strange looking chrome implement, some kind of
pliers or something.

Good God!  What was that nasty looking thing and what on earth was he going
to do to me?

"Doctor, please.  I'm trying to obey you, but you're scaring me.  What is
that device...and what do you plan to do with it?"

"I knew I should have put a muzzle on you.  It's a speculum, a device I use
to spread and inspect body cavities.  I hope you're nice and clean!  The
dogs might not care if your hole is clean and disease free, but I certainly
do!"

I started to cry softly as Dr. Timmons opened and closed the device before
me. I knew it would be inside me momentarily.