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Catfood - Episode 17 - Night Visitors, Aftermath

© 2004, 2005 Nameless

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"Lisa?" I looked up at Tammy. The anger faded from her face for a moment and she gave me a reassuring smile and winked. Suddenly I wondered if her displeasure at my actions had been real or only an act. I did my best to smile back. Tammy winked once more, then she turned her attention back to Jen. "Jen. Let's talk about you..."

"Yes?" Her voice became suspicious "What about me?"

"Well, you had your fun with my slave." She paused for effect. Her face shrunk on the screen and a document filled the screen "If you would please sign here so we can conclude the transaction..."

" Transaction?!?" Jen asked in alarm "What transaction?" I stared at the screen open-mouthed.

"It's very simple. You don't get to play with my slave without paying for her services. Just fill out the form, I'll add you to our list of customers and charge Lisa's fee to your account."

" What!?!" Jen almost screamed "You want me to pay for this!?! For having a little fun with my best friend?"

"Sure." Tammy grinned, obviously enjoying Jen's reaction.

"How much?" Jen's voice dropped to a whisper. "How much do I have to pay?"

"Not that much... only two thousand."

"Two thousand?" Jen asked. I could almost hear the color drain from her face "You can't be serious! I can't pay that... That's more than I earn in a month!" I heard her gasp for breath " Tammy! Please... This is a joke, isn't it?" Tammy shook her head. "You know that we don't have this kind of money! Please..."

" Jen! Shut up and listen to me!"

Jen opened and closed her mouth several times, then she answered in a very small voice "Yes, Tammy." I couldn't help but turn to look at Jen.

"You have two options now: You can pay up or we can take you to court for raping Lisa."

" What?!?" Jen screamed "I didn't rape her. We just had a little fun..."

"Jen, a few minutes ago you admitted to it. Of your own free will and without any pressure from me. You tied Lisa up and used her body. That sure sounds like rape to me."

Jen looked at me pleadingly "Lisa... you wouldn't..."

" Jen! Lisa is not the one you have to talk to. She is my slave, I am the one who decides if she consented to what you did to her or not. And my position is that you either hired her for your entertainment or you raped her. I'll let you decide which."

Jen was trembling and sweating badly. She tried one last time "Tammy, you can't make that stick in court..."

Tammy cut her off "Shut up. You don't know anything, trust me, Jen, you can't win this one. If you had a really good lawyer, then you might be able to wriggle out of this on a technicality, but... it has been established as a point of law that a prostitute can accuse you of rape if you refuse to pay her. Trust me you wouldn't win this, not when I already have your statement on record. You did know that I do record all conversations with my slaves, that I have the right to record all discussions in which my slave is directly involved and use the recording as evidence? Do you want to spend the next couple of years in jail? Well, it won't be quite so bad, at least Kaye would keep you company."

Jen gave up. I could see the fight go out of her. For several very long moments total silence descended.

Finally Jen began to beg "Tammy, please! You know I can't pay that. Isn't there anything else we could do..."

"Well..." Tammy teased "perhaps there is..."

"Please! I'll do anything!"

"That's a good start, Jen." Tammy said "Let's hold that thought..." The grin on Tammy's face had turned decidedly evil. "I might forget about this under two conditions."

"Yes?" A hopeful tone returned to Jen's voice. "I'd do anything..."

"First, Lisa has to give up her wage for last night's entertainment. I can force her to do just about anything, but she is entitled to financial compensation. I can't take that away, this is in the contract."

Jen turned to me and pleaded "Lisa..."

Tammy went on, drowning out Jen's plea. "And second... I want a detailed account of last night's events from both you and Kaye."

"Oh." Jen blushed "I hope I can do that."

"I will be in my office until about six in the evening. I want both of you to visit me and tell me everything about last night's activities. If I don't see both of you today or if you don't satisfy my curiosity, then our company lawyer will call you tomorrow to ask if you intend to pay or not..."

Jen winced and hung her head.

"Lisa, I just want you to know that you would have earned about 1300 dollars. And whatever tip Jen would see fit to give you. That is a lot of money to throw away, given how expensive your treatment is going to be."

I looked up and stared at Tammy's face, for a moment I was horrified at her suggestion that I might not want to let my friend off the hook. It simply wasn't something I could not do, even after the painful and humiliating spanking Jen had just given me. I was about to call her to task on this when I noticed the grin on her face. After a moment I realized what she was playing at. I realized that she knew full well that I would agree to this, but she wanted me to make Jen sweat a bit. I gave her a wink and lowered my head once more.

Jen pleaded "Lisa, please!" Her voice was pitiful enough to make stones weep.

I looked up and asked "Tammy?"

"This is entirely up to you, Lisa. It is your money and your decision."

"Ok." I got up and after an affirmative nod from Tammy I went to my dresser and put on my bathrobe. "All right, Jen. I'll forget about the money on two conditions."

"Yes?" Her tone was hopeful and afraid at the same time.

"You have to ask real nice. And you owe me a really big favor."

Jen thought about it for only a second. "Agreed. Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. Actually... I think I know what I want from you." I gave her the nastiest grin I could think of "I want you to be my slave for a full day."

"A full day? What would I have to do?"

"A full day. Twenty-four hours and not a minute less. You would have to do whatever I command you to. I won't do anything to you that would require medical attention, but apart from that anything goes. You might not be able to sit for a few days afterwards..."

Jen gulped and hung her head. After half a minute she looked back at me. "Agreed."

"Lisa?"

"Yes, Tammy?"

"If you tell me in advance, I should be able to book you into one of the playrooms in our dungeon. Free of charge, of course."

I giggled and Jen groaned "Thank you, Tammy. I just might take you up on this." When Jen didn't say anything, I told her "You still have to ask nicely, Jen. Ask me nicely and I'll let you be my slave." She looked up at me. I grinned at her and pointed at the floor at my feet.

Jen groaned again, but after a moment she got up and kneeled before me "Lisa..."

"Stop, Jen." I paused for a moment. "Let's do this properly... slave."

Jen froze for a moment, then she looked up at me with anger in her eyes. But after a moment she gave in and lowered her head once more. She stood up and began to remove her clothes. In less than a minute she stood nude as the day she had been born.

She began to kneel, but I stopped her "Wait." She remained standing while I let my eyes roam over her body. She was trembling a little and she was blushing furiously. "Turn around."

She clenched her fists but she obeyed. I grinned as I watched her, then I turned to Tammy "What do you think?"

"Not bad. Nice generous figure, just a little over the ideal weight. But nothing that a few weeks of exercise and diet won't cure. Beautiful firm breasts and an ass that just begs to be spanked. Jen, if you ever find yourself short of money, I'd be happy to have you serve us." Jen inhaled sharply, but she did not answer. I couldn't see her face, but I could almost see the heat waves rise above her head.

After a minute I said "You may kneel."

Jen forced out a "Yes, Mistress." and obeyed. She was silent, for a long moment her labored breathing was the only noise in my room. Finally she asked "May I be your slave, Mistress." When I didn't answer, she tried again, her voice a lot more pleading than before. "Please, Mistress. Let me be your slave. Please."

"You may kiss my feet."

For a few moments Jen did not move at all, not even to breathe. I wondered if I had gone too far. But then she bent forward and planted a kiss on each of my feet. She resumed her kneeling position and begged. Her face was still lowered and I could hear tears in her voice "Please let me be your slave."

"All right, Jennifer. I accept. You may serve me as my slave."

" Thank you!" I didn't realized how badly Tammy's threats had scared her until she almost bowled me over when she jumped forward and hugged my legs. She thanked me over and over, in between the sobs.

I put my paws on her head and held her. After a minute I said "Get up, Jen." She obeyed almost instantly. I motioned for her to sit down. Once I got a good look at her face, I fetched my box of tissues and handed it to her. Tammy and I waited in silence while she cleaned her eyes and face.

"Jen? Lisa?" I looked up at the screen. Another document had appeared there.

Jen asked "What's that?"

"I want the agreement between you two in writing. It just says that Lisa gives up her wage in exchange for Jen's serving her as her slave for a full day."

"Ok." Jen looked at me "When will I have to... be your slave?"

"I don't know yet. We'll have to see how things go with my treatment. When I want you to, I will tell you at least one day in advance."

"All right." Jen clearly was not happy about it, but she had already given in. We both signed the short contract.

"Thank you." Tammy turned to Jen "One down, one to go. Can I expect you to come by my office sometime today?"

Jen hung her head to hide the fact that she was beginning to blush. "Yes, Tammy."

"Good." Tammy grinned "I'll leave it up to you to inform Kaye that I expect to see her as well. But not at the same time as you, Jen, I'd like to talk to each of you seperately. I am sure you'll find a way to convince her to come. But do tell her that she has to tell me everything about the fun you had with my slave. I'm not going to put any pressure on either of you, but if either of you doesn't satisfy my curiosity, then the deal is off and you'll hear from our lawyer tomorrow. Understood?"

Jen swallowed hard. After a few moments she managed to answer "Yes, Tammy. I understand." She sounded as if she was signing her own death sentence.

"Good. That's it, then."

"Yes, Tammy." Jen got up, picked up her clothes and turned to leave.

"Wait. I have one more request."

"Yes?"

"Is there any danger that you will have your period today?"

Jen suddenly blushed furiously "No. I had it a few days ago."

"Good." Tammy grinned at the unease on Jen's face. "Well, it's going to be a nice and warm day today. You wouldn't freeze if you went without underwear, would you?"

"No." Jen's face seemed to be in danger of catching fire, she blushed really fircely as she began to realize where things were heading.

"Good. I expect you to wear that beautiful dress you wore until a few minutes ago. Don't clean it, don't shower or clean your body. And don't wear any panties or a bra. Understood?"

"Yes, Tammy."

"That's all. You may go." Jen fled.

"Lisa?"

"Yes, Tammy?"

"Why don't you sit down?"

I considered for a moment, but since Tammy seemed to be in "friends" mode, I decided to question her, rather than take her suggestion as a command "If it is ok with you, I'd rather kneel..."

"Fine with me." Tammy gave me a knowing grin "Any particular reason why?"

"Thank you." I knelt. The fire in my rump had cooled considerably, but I knew that it would be pretty tender for a few more hours. "Not really..." I grinned back "I just feel like it..."

Tammy laughed. After a moment she asked "Do you have a salve to put on your ass."

"Yes."

She sighed "Too bad I'm not there to put it on." I couldn't quite suppress a giggle "Why don't you ask Jen to help you... after you take a shower?"

"That's a good idea, Tammy. I think I will do that." We both giggled at that. When we had calmed down, I asked "Do you think we went too far?"

"With Jen?"

"Yes. I don't think I have ever seen her cry. I was almost afraid she'd..."

"No. Sure, I scared her pretty badly, but I am quite sure that she can take it. And, well, I believe that you should not do things to others if you can't take it when it is done to you. You will remember that she was awfully eager to punish you."

"Yes, that she was." We were silent for a moment as I thought back at the grin on her face when Tammy told her that she'd "have" to punish me. I don't think that she had considered refusing for even a moment. I wasn't angry with her, or even disappointed in her, I still considered her friend, but... On the other hand, she had not really hurt me and the following events had turned out to be rather interesting and... even rather satisfying. "Tammy? Were you serious about her serving as a slave?"

"Sure. I told you that we are currently short on slaves, that hasn't changed in the last few days. Jen isn't quite photo model material, but she is quite beautiful. I am pretty sure that she would do well, I think that she has the mental strenght to do this."

"I see." I realized that I found the idea of a naked and kneeling Jen quite appealing. Not so much in a sexual way, but I could not help but think that the experience would be good for her. Although watching her nude body had certainly interested and aroused me, even if the idea of actually having sex with her disgusted me somewhat. Giving her a good spanking on the other paw... I grinned.

"She told me that she was thinking about going to college. If she served for a year or two, she could earn enough to pay for tuition and still have some money left after graduation. I'd certainly be grateful if you could talk to her and convince her to sign up."

"I'll think about it, Tammy. I'll have to see how she copes, I don't want to hurt our friendship..."

"I understand, no problem."

"Thank you." After a moment I asked "Tammy? Why did you do all this?"

"Well... I think it was a good experience for you. And I had to make it clear to Jen and Kaye that there are limits to what they can do with and to you now that you are my slave."

I studied her face "And that were the only reasons? I'm sure Jen would have obeyed if you had just told her the limits..."

"Well..." Tammy grinned. "I can't deny that it was fun." Her grin turned decidedly evil. "I know I'm going to enjoy listening to their tales a lot..."

"Oh." We were silent for a long moment, then another question came to my mind. "Tammy? Just how friendly am I allowed to be with my friends before... they have to pay?"

"Let's see..." Tammy searched my face "You Furs seem to enjoy physical contact quite a bit, don't you?"

"Yes. It would be really hard for me not to hug and kiss my friends. I don't really know if I could do it, it is so automatic for me, I don't know if I could stop myself..."

"I see." Tammy considered for a few moments "All right. I don't have any problem with you having physical contact with your friends. I don't even mind if it gets a little intimate. But the moment it starts getting sexual, you're going too far. If one of you has an orgasm, then you clearly served as their slave, no matter who comes. If you intentionally arouse one another, that is more than a teasing touch or two, then you are also going too far. A playful swat on the rump is ok, but real spanking or any kind of bondage game is too much."

"Ok. It should not be a problem to keep within those limits. Thank you, Tammy."

"Good. I want you to tell me if you have any doubt whether you went too far."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good."

"Tammy?"

"Yes, Lisa."

"I..." I stammered, unsure if I dared to ask Tammy this, but then I went on. "I don't want to complain, but... the punishment today really hurt me. I know now that you had a reason for doing it, but..."

"Hurt?" Tammy asked "Did Jen hit you harder than I thought she did?"

"No. The spanking was painful, but it wasn't that bad."

"What then?"

"Mainly that... that the punishment was so unfair. I simply don't see any way how I could have avoided it. Having an orgasm, that is. I mean, Jen and Kaye tied me up before I could do anything and then they played with me until I came. I... I simply don't have the kind of control over my body that would have allowed to... allow me not to come in such a situation."

"Did you try?"

"Well..." My muzzle began to burn, it still shamed me to admit this. "At first I tried, but then I remembered one of the stories where something similar happened... And then I became putty in their paws..."

Tammy's voice became strict "So you didn't even try to obey my command? And you still think the punishment unfair?"

"I..." Suddenly I was deeply ashamed of myself, ashamed that I had not done my best to obey, ashamed because I had failed to do my very best to obey Tammy. I almost wailed "I'm sorry. I... I knew that I did not have any choice in the matter. I knew that if they kept it up, I would come. I had no way to avoid it. I'm sorry. Please..." I lowered my head and my eyes filled with tears.

"Lisa? Look at me."

I looked up and sobbed "Yes, Mistress?"

Tammy's voice mellowed. "I'm not angry with you, Lisa. Please stop crying and clean your eyes."

I wave of relief washed over me. I found the box of tissues, blew my nose and dried the fur around my eyes. "Thank you, Tammy."

"Do you still feel that I punished you unfairly?"

"I..." I still felt that way, but... "No."

Tammy shook her head and gave me a smile that confused me for a moment. "Don't lie to me, Lisa. I know that you still think the punishment was unfair. And you are not wrong to think so."

"Really?"

"Yes. Your actions did not really merit a punishment. But it is your master's prerogative to punish you whenever he wants, no matter if you really did anything wrong or not."

"Oh."

"I told you once that you might sometimes want to give your master a reason to punish you, do you remember?"

"Oh. Yes."

"Sometimes your master will take things into his own hands. He might put you into a position where you simply can't obey his commands. He may command you to do something impossible. No matter what you do, either if you refuse to obey or if you fail, you give him a 'reason' to punish you. Or he might talk you into a corner until you have no choice but to admit that you did something that merits punishment. Do you see?"

"Yes, Tammy." Suddenly the events began to make a lot more sense.

"Sometimes your master will want to punish you, rather than just spank you for the fun of it. The best you can do is go along, do your best and try not to let it get you down too much when it happens. When you know a master well enough, then you will be able to tell if he does it because he wants to punish you or because he really misunderstood what happened."

"What if it is the second one?"

"Since your master will at that point already have discounted all your excuses, you can't really do anything but accept your punishment. If you know your master well enough that you think he will not get angry if you bring the matter up once more, then you can try to talk about it at a later time. Be extremely respectful and careful, make sure you know how to present the matter right, it is very easy to anger your master with this and earn even more punishment."

"Ok. I think I understand. Thank you, Tammy."

"Good." Tammy gave me a heartwarming smile "I did not really punish you today, I mainly needed to let Jen dig herself in a little deeper. And I was very pleased with the way you handled yourself."

"Thank you." Suddenly I felt a lot better, I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

"Some tips for you if you decide to talk to your master about any perceived unfairness." Tammy said. "First, there are several types of masters and you really want to know which type your master belongs to before you bring up the matter. The first type will actually expect you to tell them about it. They won't get angry with you if you tell them straight out that you believe you were punished unfairly. They want you to talk freely and only expect that you obey them when they give a command. You'll have to bend over and take your punishment when commanded, but you'll be able to talk about it afterwards."

"Ok."

"I count myself among this group. After all, I'm more your mentor than your master. My company doesn't pay me to have fun with you, they don't mind if I do, but my main goal is to make sure you can serve our customers properly and please them well. I want you to tell me what is on your mind, if you have problems with what we do to you, anything you think is important, and anything that affects your performance as a slave. Ok?"

"Yes, Tammy."

"You have to be a lot more careful with other masters. There are some who will never admit that they made a mistake. If you serve such a master, the best you can do is to make sure this doesn't happen again. Never imply that he made a mistake, only ask him to explain why you did wrong, how you misunderstood his command and how you could avoid doing it again."

"Understood."

"Don't bring up the matter when your master is angry, in a hurry, tired or in a bad mood, especially if he is angry with you. Don't bring up the matter when you are angry either, it is all too easy to say something that angers your master and gives him a reason for more punishment. Approach your master when he is happy, preferably when you did something to make him happy. If your master likes pillow talk, it might be a good idea to approach him after you had a mutually satisfying romp in the bed."

"Ok."

"It is not a good idea to tell your master outright that he made a mistake. Most masters will admit to it every now and then, but you should not count on it, and if you put the matter like this the possibility that he will be offended is very high. Don't do it unless you are very sure he will agree with you."

"What then?"

"A good tactic is to say that you misunderstood his command or his intentions. That you tried to obey his command as best as you could. Ask him to explain what he wanted. Tell him what you thought it was that he wanted. If you find that you really misunderstood his commands, then you'll probably want to apologize. Even if his command was easy to misunderstand. You can't force him to see things your way. If he is ready to admit making a mistake, then he will realize that his commands were unclear or that he asked something that you could not possibly have done right. Remember, just about any result short of further punishment is a positive result in this situation. Even if he does not apologize, you will understand him a little better and be able to avoid making the same mistake again."

"Ok."

"Always remember that your master does not need a reason to spank you or subject you to some other punishment, but if you give him a reason to do it, even a bad reason, few masters will pass up the opportunity."

"I understand, Tammy."

"Good."

"All right, Lisa. Is there anything else?"

"I don't think so."

"Bye, then. Report to my office when the doctor is finished with you."

"Yes, Tammy. Bye." The screen went dark.

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I sat still for a long moment, then I looked at the clock. I didn't have to hurry yet, but I decided that I'd better do something useful. I got up and headed for the bath. The door to Jen's room was closed. I stared at it for a long moment, Jen rarely closed it during the day, but then I couldn't contain my curiosity. I put my ear to the door and listened. Jen was inside, I could hear her breathing heavily. I think she was trying to hide it, but I could hear her sob. Suddenly I felt really sorry for what we had done to her, I almost entered to try to comfort her, but then I decided to give her a little more time and shower first.

I had a quick shower and dried my fur. I had to be very careful with my rump, anything more than a light touch rekindled the fires that Jen's spanking had lit. The hot shower had not been the best idea in this respect either. When I was done, I put on the dress I had chosen as my attire for the day. Apart from the collar it was the only thing I would wear. The air was already warm and promised to warm up even more, so I had no excuse to put on anything else. I picked up the salve and went to Jen's room. I knocked, but there was no response. I knew Jen was inside, I could hear her breathe. After half a minute I tried again.

"Go away! I don't want to talk to you!"

"Jen, please. I... I really have to talk to you."

Jen cursed me, but after a bit she relented "All right, come in."

I opened the door and entered. Jen was still nude and she sat on her bed. She didn't look at me. I sat down next to her and inhaled sharply when something hard dug into the still a little sensitive skin of my rump. I jumped up. Under the thin covers was one of Jen's brushes. I put it on the nightstand and sat down once more.

Jen finally looked at me, her eyes were red and her face was streaked with tears. She looked at me accusingly "Come to gloat, have you?"

I sighed. "No, Jen I have not." I asked "Jen, can you look me in the eyes and honestly tell me that all this is my fault?"

Jen stared at me. Her mouth opened and closed several times. Finally she looked down and said in a very small voice "No."

When I noticed the goose bumps on her skin, I moved closer and put an arm around her shoulder. When Jen looked at me in surprise, I said "I don't want you to catch cold."

"Why?"

"Why not? You're still my friend." She looked a bit surprised at that. "My rump still hurts. But I am not angry at you. Are you mad at me?"

Jen was silent for a long moment before she answered "A bit. I realize that I should not be, that all this was my fault. But... I'm scared..."

"Of me or Tammy?"

"Both."

"Don't be. It won't be that bad."

"That's easy for you to say."

"I have some experience, Jen. If Tammy had told me exactly what would happen during the medical examination or the photo shot, I probably would have balked. She'd have had to drag me there in chains. But once I was there... some of it was pretty unpleasant, but it was nowhere near as horrible as I would have believed it to be if she had described it to me." I grabbed her hands and squeezed them "It's not as if Tammy's going to torture you. You'll make it, Jen. Don't worry."

"You really think so? I'm sure my face will combust spontaneously when I try to tell Tammy about... last night."

"Jen, I don't think you can die of embarrassment. I don't want to say that this will be good for you, but it will certainly be an interesting experience. Something to tell the grand kids about..."

Jen blushed at the idea. "Ugh..."

"Jen, I know Tammy. I know that she'll grill you, but she won't hurt you. She won't force you to do more than you can take."

"You sure?"

"Yes. Jen, you can take more than you think. I certainly found out that I can." I gave her hands a reassuring squeeze "Trust me."

Jen studied my face for a long time before she answered "All right. I trust you, Lisa. But..."

"If Tammy really goes too far you can take it out of my hide."

"Really? Promise?"

"Yes." I answered without a second thought. "You do realize that I'll have to ask Tammy for permission and that she will likely charge you for the privilege?"

"Oh. All right." Jen studied me for a while, and then a shy smile returned to her face "Thank you. Even knowing that I probably won't be able to take you up on this makes me feel better..." We sat silent for a while and suddenly I noticed the scents that clung to Jen, the scents of our arousal. She wasn't aroused now, neither was I, but the scent would cling to her until her next shower. I don't know if Jen could smell them, but her thoughts mirrored my own. "Lisa, what am I going to tell my coworkers? When I show up in that dress? Without my undies?"

"Well..." I considered the options. "I'd probably stick to the truth or at least something close to it..."

"I should tell them that I spanked you? And that I have to wear the dress as punishment?"

"If you want to... You could also tell them that you had some friendly fun with me and that you're going without your undies on a dare. It's not too far from the truth."

Jennifer considered for a while before she answered. "Thank you, Lisa. I'll think about it."

"I'm always glad to help you." We looked at each other, unsure what to say next. I considered telling her about Tammy's offer, but decided not to talk about it. "Actually, Jen, I need your help."

"Yes?"

I offered her the tube. "My wrists still hurt a little. Could you..."

"Sure." Jen grabbed my left paw and began to apply the salve.

"I don't think I want any bandages."

"You don't mind that people see this? The rope burns still show..."

"Not very much. If I ruffle my fur a little, nobody will notice. No one would miss the bandages, however. I don't want anyone to think that I tried to slit my wrists..."

"Yeah. You're right. Unless you wear a long-sleeved shirt..."

"I can't. Tammy wants me to wear as little as possible. I won't be wearing any panties either..."

"Ok." Jen finished my left wrist and moved to the right one. "Good." She grinned.

"Misery loves company?"

"Something like that, yes." A minute later she released my arm and declared "All done."

"Thank you." I got up and asked "Could you do my ass as well?"

Jen's stared at me, her eyes wide from surprise. "You want me to... rub the salve all over your ass?"

"Yes. You tanned my hide pretty well, Jen. And I may have to sit in the doctor's waiting room for a long time..."

"Can't you do that yourself?"

"No. I'm sorry, Jen, but Tammy said that you should do it. If you don't... then I'll have to do without it."

"I see." Jen considered it for a long moment before she answered "All right. But don't complain if I am too rough..." She gave me a wide grin and pointed at the floor in front of her "Kneel here."

"Kneel? Can't I stand?"

"No. If you want me to do this, then we'll do it my way."

"All right." I took off my dress and knelt in front of Jen, facing away from her.

"Raise your pretty rump a little higher." I obeyed, blushing furiously. Jen began to massage my rump. I sighed in pleasure as the salve began to work its magic on my abused bottom. Jen began to hum tunelessly, she was obviously enjoying herself. If nothing else, helping me had taken her mind off her other worries.

As Jen's fingers gently worked the salve into my skin, I began to wonder why she had thought that I might find her too rough. I sighed in pleasure, a sigh that was a least half a moan.

" Eeep!!!" I shivered violently and gasped for breath. Suddenly and without warning, Jen had poked at least two fingers into my sex.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I began to blush furiously as I realized how right Jen was. My sex was more than a little damp, the humiliating position and her gentle massage had turned me on quite a bit. I tried to get up, but Jen grabbed my tail with her other hand while she continued to finger my increasingly hot and wet sex. "Well?"

After a few moments I gave in "Yes." When she didn't release me, I gritted my teeth and went on "I enjoyed your massage, Mistress. Can I get up now? Please."

Jen continued to finger me for a few seconds before she released me. I was beginning to sweat, a few more minutes of this and I would have come. "Get up!" I jelped in pain when she gave me a hard spank. It hurt a lot.

I jumped up, turned around and stared at her angrily. I growled and almost attacked her, at that moment I was so incredibly furious.

Jen grinned up at me, put a finger into her mouth and licked off my juices. "Hmmm... delicious." Suddenly the anger was replaced by embarrassment. Jen teased "Did you know that your fur is wet?" I didn't have to look at her eyes to know which part of my fur she was referring to. Jen continued to grin at me, then she suddenly turned around and presented her rear end to me "What to do my ass?"

"I..." I stammered "Ummm... No."

"Really?"

"I... I'll pass."

"Too bad." Jen turned to me once more. "Anything else?"

"Ummm... no." I picked up my dress. I was glad to notice that the pain Jen's slap had lit in my rump was fading fast. "Ummm... thank you. For helping me."

"It was my pleasure, Lisa." Jen's grin said that she had enjoyed this.

Suddenly I wanted to run back to my room. "Bye."

" Lisa!" I stopped and turned back to Jen "Don't clean up."

" What?" I squeaked "I'm not your slave, you can't tell me what to do."

Jen grinned at me "I paid for your service, didn't I? Shall we ask Tammy?"

"Ummm..." I realized that Tammy would most probably agree with Jen, if only to see how I would react to this. I gave in. "No, Mistress. I won't clean up."

"Good. I recommend that you don't sit down until your skin has absorbed the salve. And you'd better not put on the dress yet. Unless you want a big print of your posterior on it, that is."

"Ummm... yes. Thank you."

"Bye, Lisa. And good luck."

"Thank you. Bye." I closed the door behind me and breathed a sigh of relief. Then I went to the kitchen to fix myself something to eat. I ate my breakfast standing up and I was quite relieved that Jen stayed in her room. When I was done, I put on the dress, grabbed my purse and left.

End of Episode 17