I’ll Do Anything
Copyright 2010 by Lorna
Snowdon, all rights reserved
“Pam!”
I turned around and standing behind me was my ex-girlfriend. Six months of living without her had done
nothing to change my feelings. I still
wanted her.
“L…Laura,” I stammered, “how are you?”
“I’m great, Pam, and you?”
I wanted to tell her that I was great, that I had gotten on
with my life, to say that I was over her but the words stuck in my throat. They would have been a lie anyway. I
would have done anything to be with her.
“I…”
“Pammy,” she laughed.
“Don’t tell me you’re still hung up on me?”
I didn’t trust myself to speak. I nodded.
“Oh, Pammy, that’s so sweet,” she giggled. “Sometimes I kind of miss you too...”
Miss me? I didn’t dare
hope. She had left me for my best friend
Nancy who I had shared almost everything with until she had stolen my
lover. I hadn’t taken it lying
down. I had ruined the bitch’s
life. She still had Laura but she was
the walking dead as far as anyone in our circle of friends. Surely she and Laura were still
together. I had to know.
“How’s Nancy?” I asked.
“Still angry at you,” she said. “What you did to her was cruel. You’d better hope that you never find
yourself in a position where she can get back at you.”
“The bitch deserved it for what she did,” I said hotly.
“You and I were through, Pam,” Laura said coldly. “You didn’t need to be so heartless.”
“I’d do it again and you can tell her so.”
“I would but she’s gone right now,” she said cryptically.
“So you’re alone?” I asked eagerly.
“Right now.”
“Laura…”
“What, Pammy?”
“I… I still love you,” I choked out. “Isn’t there any way we can…”
“Pam, I don’t feel that way about you anymore.”
“But you said that you missed me sometimes.”
“I do,” she said. “I
miss…”
“Yes?”
“I miss having you around to do those special things for me that
you used to do.”
“Oh, Laura, I could still do them.”
“I would like that but…”
“But what, Laura?”
“It wouldn’t be the same,” she said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I don’t love you anymore, Pam. I wouldn’t reciprocate.”
I thought about what she was saying. It sounded as if she might be willing to have
me back if I would come on her terms. I
was positive that if I could be around her I could make her love me. I would make her remember why we were so good
together.
“I’m willing to live with you on any terms that you want,” I
said.
“What?”
“You said you miss the things I used to do for you,” I
reminded her. “I’m willing to be
whatever you want me to be and do whatever you want me to do.”
She looked at me for the longest time. A cruel little smile played around her lips
but I ignored it. All I saw was the
beautiful girl I was deeply in love with that was maybe going to give me a
chance to show her how much I loved her.
“It won’t be like it was when we were lovers,” she said.
“I understand.”
“I will expect you to be completely focused on my needs and
pleasure without regard to your own.”
“I can do that, Laura,” I said excitedly.
“Your only job will be to make sure that I am happy.”
“I want to do it,” I said willingly.
“You will live with me.”
“Yes.”
“You will have to dress however I want you to.”
“Ok.”
“If you disappoint me I will punish you.”
“Punish me?” I asked.
“But…”
“That’s not negotiable, Pammy.
We won’t be lovers anymore. I
won’t have to forgive your mistakes. I
will punish you so that you learn to do what I want correctly. Do you understand?”
“But, Laura…”
“I thought you wanted this?”
“I do but, punish me?” I asked plaintively.
“Only if you make it necessary, Pammy,” she said.
I didn’t like that part of it but I wanted desperately to be
close to her again. With Nancy gone
right now, perhaps for good, it would give me the perfect opportunity to show
Laura how much she wanted me. To show
her how good I could be for her and how great we could be together.
“Tell me what to do,” I said.
“Go home, pack all of your things, put them in storage, give
notice at your apartment and show up at my place tomorrow,” she said.
“But…Laura…I’ll need my things, my clothes and…my place…”
“Pam,” she snapped, “you are going to have to learn to obey me
if this is going to work. You won’t need
your place as you will be living with me.
You won’t need any of your things as I plan to provide everything you
will need. I will expect you at ten
tomorrow. If you don’t show I’ll
understand that all of this talk about loving me was just bullshit.”
“Laura, I love you.”
“Do you?”
“Yes.”
“Then be here tomorrow at ten,” she said turning away from me.
***
It took all of the rest of that day and most of the night to
pack and move everything. I didn’t let
my mind dwell on the upheaval that this was causing nor the curiosity of why I
couldn’t bring any of my things. I just
pushed forward at warp speed to get everything done so that I wouldn’t be late
and start off on the wrong foot. At
precisely ten I parked my car and rang her bell.
“Did you do everything I asked, Pammy?” were her first words
when she opened the door.
“Yes.”
“I prefer, yes, Miss,” she said coldly.
“Yes…Miss,” I said.
“Give me your keys,” she said holding out her hand.
“But, Laura, I…”
She slapped my face and held her hand out again. I dropped my car keys in it.
“Do you want this to work, Pammy?”
“Yes…Miss,” I stammered.
“You’re not acting like it,” she said. “I expect you to be polite and obedient.”
“Yes, Miss.”
“Take off your clothes,” she ordered.
“My clothes?”
“You won’t be wearing clothes in this house,” she said.
“No clothes?” I quavered.
“No, I like looking at your body.”
“Ooooh,” I thought,
removing my clothes. “I like the sound of that!”
“Besides,” she added, taking my clothes from me, “I want you
vulnerable. Now get down on your
knees. I don’t want you to ever stand in
my presence.”
“My knees?” I asked, totally perplexed.
“Your hands and knees actually,” she said.
“My hands and knees?” I repeated. “I don’t understand.”
“Pammy, would you like to call this off?”
“Oh, no, please…Miss…Miss Laura, please, I want to be near you.”
“Because if you do,” she continued as if I hadn’t spoken, “I
want you out of here right now.”
“Please, Miss,” I begged.
“I want to stay.”
“Are you sure, Pammy?”
“Yes.”
“You won’t get another chance.”
“I…”
“To leave I mean,” she said coldly. “If you don’t leave now I don’t intend to
ever let you go.”
I wanted to be with her but never leave? I didn’t understand what she meant. I opened my mouth to ask but I didn’t want to
risk not being near her. I closed my
mouth.
“No more talking, Pammy,” she said. “You’re mine now.”
Hers! That shot a
thrill that started at my crotch and made me shiver. I was almost wagging my ass I was so
happy. I just knew this was going to
work!
“Come here, Pammy,” she said sitting on the couch and
spreading her legs. “I need some
relaxation before you meet your new owner.”
The words ‘new owner’ flitted through my brain causing a
twinge of fear but the sight of her pussy peeking out from under her dress
overwhelmed it. I gladly moved between
her legs to show her why she needed me.
As my tongue made contact with the moist heaven of her cunt her body
stiffened and her hands found the back of my head. I was awash in a heaven that I had thought
was forever lost to me.
***
I was very frustrated when she pushed me away an hour
later. Always in the past we had made it
good for each other. I knew that she
said that me coming back was going to be all one sided but I had thought that
at least she’d let me relieve my own frustration. She hadn’t.
In fact when I had tried to touch myself after her second orgasm she had
gotten very angry and put a nipple clamp on my right nipple to ‘get my
attention’.
Still I was happy to be with her and figured that I could do
something about my frustration later. I
sat back and watched her recover.
“You always were good at that,” Laura purred. “Your new owner is going to love you.”
“My new owner? What was she talking about?”
“Put this on, Pammy,” she said handing me a pink collar.
I looked at her. She
wanted me to wear a pink doggie collar?
“Hurry,” she said.
I buckled it around my neck.
My cheeks were blushing the same color as the collar. I hung my head.
“And now these,” she said, helping me into mitts that made my
hands useless.
“Lovely,” she said clapping her hands. “Now come with me.”
She snapped a leash on the collar and led me into one of the
downstairs bedrooms. It had been
completely redone since I had lived here with her. It was now bare of furniture except for an
easy chair and a human sized doggie bed.
In the wall was a low pet door that led to the outside. She hooked my leash on a ring set in the
wall.
“Stay, girl,” she said and left the room.
I looked around again and it finally dawned on me what she
intended. I stood up and tried to unhook
the leash so that I could leave but my hands were two unusable blobs on the end
of my arms. It was a simple clip but I
couldn’t undo it. I was trapped. I heard the door open behind me and quickly
dropped to all fours. Laura was framed
in the doorway and there was someone standing behind her.
“Here you are, Nancy,” Laura said, moving to the side, “just
as I promised, your very own puppy.”
“Nancy? Nancy’s here?
I thought she was…”
I was stunned when Nancy stepped through the doorway. She looked down at me with one of the most
evil yet happy grins I had ever seen.
“Pammy,” Nancy said. “I
am going to have so much fun having you as my puppy! So much time to train you to do every little
thing I want, just the way I want it.”
I couldn’t help it. I
started whimpering.
