Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start - Sex Stories

Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start

... practically in a daze, my mind and body at odds with everything that had just occurred. I sat back down and replayed both brief encounters. There was no doubt I was mesmerized by her completely. She oozed sexuality in a way I always wished I could. Her confidence shined out of her and somehow she saw through my straight girl facade. She saw deep into my hidden thoughts, never revealed to anyone. How did she know I craved this type of submission? Why had she chosen me? These and many other questions spun in my head like a hamster on its wheel, as I finished up work and headed home. Home, where I lived with my boyfriend, with the man I assumed that I would one day marry. Dave was a great man who was compassionate, caring, considerate and undeniably loyal. He was a man who loved me unconditionally. Would he still love me if he knew what I had just allowed a large, black woman to do to me? Would he love me if he knew how badly I craved this sort of submission? Would he stay with me if he learned that I had gone to this woman’s house and done God knows what? As these and many other questions ping-ponged in my brain, I realized I had already made up my mind. I had to go to Rosie’s house, if I didn’t I knew I would regret it for the rest of my life; I had to know. If I didn’t go and I married Dave, I would always wonder ‘what if’. That wasn’t fair to Dave and that wasn’t fair to me. I would go once and release this deviant sexual side of me that had began to corrupt me and ...

... hopefully once and for all come to understand who I was as a woman and as a lover. I called Dave and told him someone I knew was having a crisis and I had to go and help her deal with it, which wasn’t a lie technically, even if the person having the crisis was me. Being the sincere and trusting man he was, Dave never questioned it and even offered to tape How I Met Your Mother for me and not watch it, so we could watch it together later. His sweetness gave me second thoughts, as I knew how much it would devastate him if I was to cheat on him, even with a girl. Some guys would be thrilled to have his girlfriend be with another woman, as long as they got to watch, but Dave wasn’t like that. Suddenly self-conscious at how I looked, I decided to go and shop for a better outfit for the evening, an evening that was as unknown as sailing across the Atlantic Ocean to North America was hundreds of years ago. It was exciting, exhilarating and mind-numbingly scary. I finished packing up and headed to a nearby Victoria Secret, knowing my current made-for-comfort underwear was not made to be seen by anyone except myself. I needed sexy underwear, underwear that would enhance my smallish breasts and highlight my tight ass. Two hours later, I had new undergarments and was driving to the address Rosie had given me, a nervous wreck. A mixture of anxiety, trepidation and giddy excitement stirred inside me uncontrollably. Every time I subdued one of my emotions, another would pop up. The roller coaster ...