The Vet and Her Puppy

by Katie Douglas

  The Vet and Her Puppy

  By

  Katie Douglas

  Copyright © 2017 by Katie Douglas

  Copyright © 2017 Katie Douglas

  The right of Katie Douglas to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988.

  All rights reserved.

  Douglas, Katie

  The Vet and Her Puppy

  https://www.amazon.com/Katie-Douglas/e/B01GXOBJ24/

  Cover design by Katie Douglas

  This book is for adults.

  All acts described are fantasies between consenting adults.

  No animals are involved in play scenes.

  Buttons the cat got better and lived a long and happy life.

  Kaylee ran into the vet’s office clinging to the soggy cardboard box. She was soaked through and covered in mud, her blond hair dripped with dirty river water, and her hands stung from where the damn cat had fought her. Her wet t-shirt clung to her breasts, and her nipples had turned to pebbles in the chilly air.

  “Excuse me?” Kaylee tried, but the receptionist ignored her. “Hey! You!” Kaylee snapped. “Emergency here!”

  The receptionist held up her hand; she still hadn’t looked up from her iPhone, and Kaylee could now see the rude woman was on Facebook. Not caring who she offended, Kaylee surged past the receptionist and through a door marked ‘Private.’ A woman in a labcoat got to her feet looking affronted. She was tall, probably a size eight or ten, with a pert, ample rack and dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders. Her hair was currently held back in an elastic.

  “You a vet?” Kaylee demanded.

  “Yes, but you really can’t be in—”

  “I don’t care, lady. This is an emergency and your dumb receptionist is too busy on Facebook to talk to me.” She put the soggy cardboard box on the nearest counter. “Found her by Farley River. She’d been tied to a brick and thrown in by some kids, so I chased ‘em off and then I waded in after her. Fought me tooth and nail. She’s hurt pretty bad.” Kaylee opened the box carefully. The cat just sat in a corner, looking mournful. The vet gently took the cat out of the box and looked her over.

  “Broken leg, by the look of her. I need to do an X-ray. My nurse is at lunch and won’t be back for forty minutes. Would you hold the cat still while I do the X-ray? Unless... you’re not pregnant, are you?”

  Kaylee laughed at the idea.

  “I’m a single lesbian. We’re not known for getting knocked up,” she replied flatly, then colored red, wondering why she had added the ‘single’ part.

  “In that case, would you mind...?” The vet indicated the cat. Kaylee nodded and held her still. The poor animal was terrified and stressed out, but Kaylee shushed her and kissed her wet head, and the cat seemed to calm down.

  “Good kitty. It’s all right. You’re safe here,” Kaylee told the cat.

  “Poor thing, I’ll check for a microchip once I’ve done the X-ray. I’m Erika, by the way.”

  “Kaylee.” She looked at the vet properly now, and noticed her mesmerizing violet eyes.

  “I just have to leave the room for a moment because of the X-rays,” Erika said.

  “Sure, leave me to be irradiated. After all, no good deed goes unpunished,” Kaylee grumbled.

  “If you’re looking to be punished, young lady, just keep on with that attitude,” Erika replied evenly. Kaylee felt a thrill surge through her core when Erika mentioned punishment.

  Once the cat had been X-rayed, Erika was all business as she showed Kaylee the results on a screen.

  “She’s got a badly broken leg. That’s going to be very intense surgery to fix, and costly, too. I’ll scan her for a microchip.” She pulled out a strange handheld device that looked like a small, plastic, upside-down metal detector. She waved it over the cat’s back.

  “I have the owner’s details, now. I’ll call them straight away. Write your full name, address and phone number here for me, and if there’s a reward, I’ll call you.” Erika passed Kaylee a card and a pen.

  “You could call me anytime,” Kaylee remarked, feeling more amiable now the cat was being taken care of.

  “I might just do that,” Erika replied.

  Kaylee walked out of the vet’s office feeling certain that she would never see or hear from Erika ever again.

  Later

  At six-thirty, Kaylee had put some cheap noodles in the microwave in her tiny kitchen, and was about to make a start on the herd of unwashed cups near the sink, when her phone rang.

  “Hey, it’s Erika, I’m calling to update you about the cat. Her name is Buttons, her owner is a lawyer and she’s very glad you rescued her. She’d like you to give a statement to the cops so she can press charges against the kids that hurt her cat.”

  Kaylee hesitated before answering.

  “I’d rather not,” she said, feeling awkward.

  “Why not? If they can catch these animal abusers it could save another pet’s life!”

  “M’ sorry; I can’t. It’d be like asking a dog to take itself to the pound.”

  “Are you on the run from the law?” Erika’s voice was stern.

  “No! Look, I gotta go.” Kaylee put the phone down, and when it rang again, she left it to go to voicemail. A half-hour later, someone rang the doorbell.

  “This is bullshit. Why won’t you go to the cops?” Erika stood in the doorway looking stern with her hands on her hips. She was so hot. Her lab coat was unfastened now, and it showed the black pencil dress and sheer stockings that she wore underneath. The dress barely contained Erika’s huge breasts, and they spilled over the low neckline. A thrill went straight to Kaylee’s clit. Erika had come all the way across town to see her.

  “You want me, don’t you?” Erika asked in a husky voice. Taken by surprise, Kaylee nodded. “I’m not going to consider seeing anyone who can’t do the right thing to stop animals being hurt.”

  Kaylee sighed. “M’ not doing it.” Then, realizing she’d been abrupt, she added, “Want a coffee?”

  “Sure. Hot, sweet and creamy please... like I like my women.”

  Kaylee rolled her eyes at the corny line but she went to make the coffee anyway. Erika followed her to the kitchen.

  “Why won’t you talk to the cops?” Erika asked in a softer voice. The close quarters of the kitchen meant Kaylee was very aware of Erika’s presence as she put the coffee on. That cleavage was one big distraction.

  “I don’t want to talk about it. If that’s all you came here to find out, you’re gonna be very disappointed.”

  “How’s about we talk about something else then. Like how pretty you’d look with a collar on.” When Kaylee spun around to stare at Erika in disbelief, she saw that the older woman was serious.

  “I... don’t know what you mean,” Kaylee replied stiffly.

  “Sure, you do,” Erika said. “Tell me your kinks, and I’ll tell you mine.”

  Kaylee sighed, then picked up a spoon and fumbled to put sugar in the coffee mugs.

  “You’ll think I’m dumb. ‘Specially ‘cos you’re a vet.”

  “Okay, what if I go first? I like dominating submissive women, and I especially like fiesty young ladies who need to be spanked and treated like my puppy.”

  There was a clatter as the spoon fell from Kaylee’s hand.

  “I... uh... me too. Well... ‘cept the dominant part. I get enough of that at work.”

  “Where do you work?”

  “I’m a marketing assistant. I work with lots of dumb stats on a daily basis. S’ boring. You’re really into pet play?”

  “Yep.”

  “But you’re a vet?” Kaylee frowned.

  “You know I am.” Erika’s scent w
as intoxicating in the small kitchen, and Kaylee wanted nothing more than to kiss her. Were Erika’s titties really that size, or did she wear one of those padded bras?

  “Isn’t that a bit weird?” Kaylee tried to focus on the conversation but her own nipples were straining at her T-shirt, and it was hard not to touch them.

  “I’m not attracted to real animals, if that’s what you’re getting at. I just like women who take on some of the imagined characteristics of animals. Especially puppies.”

  “M’ not attracted to real animals, either. I get on with ‘em better’n people, though. People are hard work, and complicated. Animals are easy to be around.”

  “That’s how I see it, too. Now, if you’d like to pour that coffee, I think we should go into the other room and discuss limits, safewords, and consent. Unless you’d prefer not to. Oh, and I’m taking you to the cops tomorrow. That’s not optional.”

  Kaylee’s heart beat fast in her chest as she poured out the coffee and stirred it, then went to the living room and sat on the couch beside Erika while they discussed their shared interests. They had a lot of common ground, and Kaylee agreed to try a pet play scene that evening, so after coffee, they moved into Kaylee’s bedroom. Kaylee was a little embarrassed when she realized there was a small pile of laundry in one corner, nestled between empty packs of potato chips and a graveyard of lost shoes. Her closet was so full that one of the wooden doors hung open, revealing more clothing, and her unmade double bed sported a bed set covered in Dalmatian print, which matched the curtains. As she glanced around, she flushed red. She wasn’t sure she was ready to share her world with another woman.

  “Show me your safeword,” Erika said, ignoring the mess. Kaylee tapped the ground with her right hand three times. “Well done. If you do that again, I’ll stop everything. You’re not allowed to speak from now on.”

  Kaylee wiggled her hips to wag her imaginary tail. Ever since she was a kid, she’d always dreamed of having a tail.

  “Now, puppies don’t wear people clothes, so sit up for me so I can get you undressed.” Erika reached down and unbuttoned Kaylee’s plaid shirt, revealing her black bra, with her pert breasts waiting to be unleashed. She slid her hand down to Kaylee’s pants, and undid the popper, then the zip, then slid them down her hips. Kaylee kicked them the rest of the way off. She felt bare in her bra and panties while Erika was still fully dressed.

  The older woman then unhooked Kaylee’s bra, and gently removed her panties, leaving her completely naked. Kaylee tried to cover herself, to feel less exposed, but Erika grabbed her hands.

  “No; puppies don’t care if they’re naked, do they?” she asked. Kaylee shook her head, then looked up at Erika with sad eyes. “All right, you shouldn’t be completely bared.” She rummaged in her purse then pulled out a red leather collar with little silver metal bones dotted along the length of it. Kaylee nearly fainted from excitement when she saw it. She jumped up on her hind legs and landed heavily on the floor.

  “Stay still, girl,” Erika said, then stroked Kaylee’s head. Erika’s touch felt so good as her fingers slid through Kaylee’s long, blond hair and down her back. Kaylee’s neck throbbed slightly and her nipples turned to pebbles as she watched Erika open the collar.

  The feeling of the cold leather collar on Kaylee’s neck made her want to melt slightly, as Erika fastened it so it wasn’t too loose or too tight, then she stroked her head again. “Good girl, who’s a good girl?”

  Kaylee wagged her imaginary tail again.

  “I think you’re missing something important,” Erika said, then pulled something else out of her handbag. It was a tail with a butt plug at one end. Kaylee rolled over then jumped up onto her hind legs again. “Turn around so I can see your bottom,” Erika told her. Kaylee was too excited, though, and she continued to jump around at the prospect of having a tail of her very own. A loud crash made her pause, then she saw that she’d knocked one of her lamps off a shelf, and nearly hit her head quite hard.

  Two loud claps from Erika made Kaylee freeze.

  “Stop. Bad girl, Kaylee. You nearly hurt yourself on the hard corner of that shelf. Come here.” Erika pulled Kaylee over her knee and swatted her bottom. It tingled, and Kaylee felt her core come alive at Erika’s touch. When she swatted her again, the surface of Kaylee’s skin seemed to glow, a feeling that intensified with every subsequent swat.

  “You’re going to be more careful so you don’t injure yourself. Now be still so I can put your tail in,” Erika told her. Kaylee heard the telltale click of a bottle of lube, then she felt the smooth, lubricated plastic pressing against her rosebud. Kaylee’s ring of muscle protested at the intrusion. As if she knew, Erika’s fingers danced over Kaylee’s clit, while she lay over her knee.

  “Good girl, open up for your tail,” Erika said, and Kaylee had to work very hard not to wriggle while Erika worked the plug inside her. It stretched her wide open, and the feeling of the plug touching Kaylee’s insides made her press her nipples against the sheets to get some relief from the intense sensations coursing through her body.

  Once the plug was fully in, Erika gently stroked Kaylee from head to tail, in long, slow movements, letting her fingers trail over Kaylee’s bare skin, lingering, while Kaylee moaned with desire. Under Erika’s touch, Kaylee felt her pussy growing very wet, as her clit throbbed needily. The plug felt so good in her ass, too; not too big, but not too small, either. It pressed against all the right places in her bottom. Her cheeks still tingled from Erika’s light spanking, as the older woman kept stroking her.

  “Good pet. Before I fuck you, I think I should take you for a walk,” Erika told her. Kaylee’s eyes lit up as a leash was snapped onto her collar, then Erika lifted Kaylee off her warm knee and placed her on the wooden floor on her hands and knees. “Good pet. Walk to heel, Kaylee.”

  Erika led Kaylee around the apartment, while Kaylee crawled after her, feeling so excited to be showing off her new tail, as though she were on a real walk in Central Park. It was hard to stay at Erika’s heel, and occasionally, Kaylee was so far behind that Erika had to wait for her to catch up. Kaylee’s paws got tangled up in the leash when they reached the kitchen.

  “You need to pay more attention to where I am, Kaylee. Let’s try this again. If you can stay at my heel all the way back to the bedroom, I’ll give you a special reward,” Erika told her.

  Determined to please her mistress, Kaylee redoubled her efforts to concentrate. The rest of the world faded away, as all that mattered was Erika, and Kaylee focused entirely on her, as she followed her around the room.

  When they returned to the bed, Kaylee wondered if she’d done well enough. Erika turned to her and stroked her head. “Good pet, you did really well. You stayed at my heel. As a special reward, I’m going to make you come. Would you like that?”

  Kaylee wagged her tail excitedly, and Erika led Kaylee onto the bed, then she looped the handle of the leash to the bed post, and Kaylee waited on her hands and knees while Erika got onto the bed, too.

  Kaylee felt a finger swirl around her clit, and she moaned in delight. Erika circled Kaylee’s clit with firm, circular movements, then she ran her hand along the length of Kaylee’s sex. Kaylee gasped in amazement, then sighed as Erika continued to stroke her pussy. Her ass was pulsing around the butt plug that held her tail, and Kaylee was sure she would come soon. As she was thinking that, Erika slid a finger into her pussy, and the double penetration of the plug and the finger made Kaylee writhe in ecstasy. Erika kept working her clit, filling her body with unbelievable sensations, until Kaylee’s climax began, and she felt herself contracting around Erika’s finger and the plug. Her spine arched, and she gripped the sheets with her fingers while waves of pure bliss washed over her.

  When her orgasm faded away, Kaylee giggled and smiled at Erika.

  “Good puppy,” Erika told her. “Who’s a good puppy?”

  Kaylee wagged her tail as Erika got into bed behind her and cuddled up to her.

  “That’s
all I have time for, this evening. Next time, I’ll have to bring my special vet’s bag, the one I save for puppies just like you, so I can give you a thorough examination,” Erika told her. Kaylee giggled and waggled her tail some more.

  “And when’s next time?”

  “Saturday, my place,” Erika told her, kissing her on the nose. Kaylee giggled and nodded.

  It was long after Erika had left, when Kaylee was in bed and drifting off to sleep, that she realized there was a bowl of forgotten noodles still in the microwave.

  True to her word, Erika came to Kaylee’s apartment again the next day, and all but frogmarched her to the cops. If Erika hadn’t accompanied her, Kaylee would never have been able to do it. She had too many run-ins with the law as a rebellious teen, and would never feel comfortable when she was so close to a jail cell. She was relieved when, after a police officer took a brief statement, they let her go.

  Saturday

  When Saturday arrived, Kaylee knocked on Erika’s door and bounded in when it was opened. She wondered whether she should be nervous.

  “Hands, please,” Erika said, immediately after locking the door. Kaylee held her hands out. Erika put a black sock over each of Kaylee’s hands and attached a pair of knee pads to her knees. Erika’s apartment was very modern, with clean lines and bare floors, lots of windows to let light in, and minimalist furniture, including one very cozy looking couch in black leather.

  “From now on, you’re on all fours,” Erika informed her. “Did you eat before you came out?”

  “No.” Kaylee could smell something cooking and it made her mouth water.

  Erika nodded. “Good pet. I’ll feed you in about twenty minutes. For now, I want you to go explore my home on your hands and knees. You are allowed to speak for the time being, but you’re not allowed to stand up or unfasten your hands. There are some toys hidden around the place; see if you can find them.”

  Kaylee felt a bit silly at first, going down on her hands and knees, and crawling around the apartment. She sniffed the couch and noticed it smelled strongly of leather. She savored the scent of it, then moved on. The curtains smelled of some sort of essential oil, maybe sage or myrtle, and underneath them, Kaylee found the first toy.