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Angel (Puppy-girl) and the Agent: Part Four (Amelia Stark)


Angel (Puppy-girl) and the Agent: Part Four by Amelia Stark

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Part 4. When Jenny finds her partner, Damon, obsessing over Angel, a naive starlet, she decides to use her and another of Damon’s girls for the Puppy-girl roles. The unsuspecting pair try the suits on and then find that Jenny expects them to stay in them until the film is in the can – approximately 5 weeks!

The Sanderson and Cole Talent Agency specialise in training young women to perform in adult, X rated movies. Most of the parts they get for their girls are for explicit productions, filmed by third parties. However, Jenny Cole is about to make her first movie, The Mistress of Latex Manor’ and naturally wants to use some of the agency girls for the supporting cast. The roles include latex clad maids and latex clad Puppy-girls.

When the trainer, Candice Brown, arrives with the Puppy-boy who is appearing in the film, Jenny’s carefully laid plans begin to unravel. With a visit to the Puppy-boy kennels for a week of training on the cards, how will Angel and Jessica cope in their new environment? This exciting episode (Number 4) contains adult material so is only suitable for readers over the age of 18.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Amelia Stark's Erotica     Published: 9 / 2018

No. words: 30455

Style: Male Dom - M/F, Sex Slavery / Training

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1. Angel – Dizzy in Latex

Finding myself imprisoned in a latex Puppy-girl suit, for maybe up to 5 weeks, was, without doubt, the most shocking and confusing moment of my life. It wasn’t just the lewd aspect of the suit and having my head covered with a hood, it was also the claustrophobic sensation that gripped my senses.
Thinking we were trying the Puppy-girl costumes on temporarily, both Jessica and I allowed the women to pull the tight latex suits onto our bodies and fasten them in place. My excuse? Well, I was suffering the effects of drinking 3 glasses of champagne.
Then, after inhaling the heady fumes from the thick latex, covering virtually every square inch of my body, I was incapable of thinking straight, or objecting to what was happening. Everything was going so well, until I was trapped in the latex costume.
Prior to arriving in the basement and donning the suit, I had just signed a couple of documents in Jenny’s office, including a power of attorney form. The solicitor, Georgina Callum and my agent, Jenny Cole, guided me through the formalities, then afterwards encouraged me to celebrate my financial liberation, with a glass or two of strong champagne.
I was prepared to put everything in the hands of a solicitor, so I could spend all my time and energy earning money, acting in movies. Jenny had earlier confirmed that she was giving me a part in her new film, ‘The Mistress of Latex Manor’. With that knowledge in the back of my mind, I behaved like a novice surfer, riding the crest of a wave – recklessly thinking about becoming a star.
The truth was, since arriving at the agency, I had allowed my standards to slip. I had acted badly by committing some risqué, lewd acts, completely going against my normal quiet comportment and shy character. I didn’t regret the sex with Damon, because I thoroughly enjoyed myself, but taking my panties off in front of three strange men and discussing masturbation was a step too far.
When I heard about Jenny’s new film, I was desperate to act in it. However, there was never any mention of being chosen to play one of two Puppy-girl roles; probably because they knew I would reject it. Then after allowing them to dress me in a latex suit, Jenny announced that we were going to have to be trained at a special facility, so we didn’t fuck-up while on the set.
Her words were still ringing in my ears as we set off through the maze of film sets in the basement of the Dean Street building - ‘Okay everyone, listen up. These two Puppy-girls will, from now until the end of filming, be called ‘Pink’ and ‘Blue’. When they are in the house or on location, Cassie will be Pink’s handler and Mary will be Blue’s. Stephanie is in charge and will keep an eye on both of you and the bitches.”
When our handlers, who were dressed in pink latex maid’s outfits, asked questions, Jenny’s answers increased the sense of panic I was already feeling.
‘I have arranged special accommodation for them until we start filming on the first. They are here until about nine this evening. I want you to take them up to the day room and give them something to eat. When I ring up, I want you three to bring them down to the board room. I’m going to introduce you to the rest of the cast.’
When one of the ‘maids’ asked where we were going to pee, Jenny produced a flat plastic bedpan and told Mary and Cassie to slide it under our asses and make us squat over it.
Cassie gave my lead another tug and I did my best to keep up, on our way through the exhibition-like film sets. My new ‘paws’ were comfortable to walk on, but it was a struggle to crawl at speed.
It was Jessica, my fellow Puppy-girl, who complained first. She was just behind me and being led on a leash by Mary.
She started barking. “Ruff, ruff, ruff!”
I was relieved when Cassie stopped and turned to see what the fuss was about. “What’s wrong, Mary?”
Mary was frowning at Jess, who was sitting and resisting the pull on the leash. Stephanie, dressed in a black, sparkly latex outfit, similar in style to the maids, was approaching and didn’t look very happy. I trotted back beside my handler and waited while Steph bend down and glared at Jess.
Being foursquare behind Stephanie, I witnessed, for the first time, the effect the design of the costume was having on our pussies. The latex covering our labia majora drew it apart, exposing to the elements our line of clitoral flesh, highlighting our labia minora lips. Steph was lucky in that her clit meat and minor flaps were modest.
On the other hand, Mine and Jess’s were more pronounced, so our exposed pussies were bound to be even more of a shocking sight. The others, I was sure, had all appeared in multiple porn movies, so probably weren’t as worried as I was. I should have been the one complaining, but I was genuinely afraid of being punished via the shock band around my neck.
“Blue, this is not a game,” Stephanie berated Jess. “Damon and Jenny decided you and Angel were perfect for this role, so you’ve just got to get on with it.”
“Ruff!” she barked, shaking her head.
Steph stood up and unfastened the crop from her belt. “Until the filming is over, this is the last time I’m going to talk to you like a human. You know Jenny told us to treat you like dogs.” She lifted the crop and tapped the palm of her free hand with it. “Are you going to behave for your handler or not. Remember, Mary will be judged on how well you behave, so buck your ideas up!”
I was surprised by her determined tone. It was almost as if she had been practicing the role. I was also envious of the confident youngster, because Jenny had chosen her to be in charge; and that she got to wear the black sparkling latex outfit. It was the same design as the maid’s costumes, which was based on a tight leotard that squeezed their bodies into eye-catching hourglass figures.
With the addition of long stockings, long gloves and a hood, the only skin showing was Stephanie’s face and the narrow strip at the apex of her shapely thighs. The three girls had the luxury of an identity and would enjoy watching their performances when the film hit the screens. Jess and I, on the other hand, were going to be anonymous in our all-over Puppy-girl suits.
When Jess still didn’t move, Steph raised the crop in a threatening gesture. “I don’t want to use this, Blue…”
“What’s going on here??” I turned my head to see Damon approaching from the direction of the lift. “Steph, were you going to use that…?”
“Er, well, Blue won’t move, Sir. I think she’s decided to behave badly.”
“Hah! A fine dominatrix you’ll make if you can’t control your puppies. Give me that…” He snatched the crop from her hand.
“Sir, I was giving her a chance.”
“Get on your paws, Blue!” He commanded. “…and stand next to pink.”
I wasn’t surprised to see Jess respond instantly to his command. We were both in his elite group which was called ‘Buffs’. Jessica was his number one girl, so it probably annoyed him to see Steph threatening the girl. Conversely, Jess adored Damon so I wasn’t surprised to see her jump when he barked an order.
“Tell me what’s going on, Steph.”
“We’ve got to call them Pink and Blue and treat them like dogs. Cassie is Pink’s handler and Mary is looking after Blue. Jenny has fitted a punishment strap around their necks to stop them from talking and make them bark like dogs.” She held up the bedpan. “This is for them to wee in and we’re on our way up to the day room to give them something to eat.”
From my lowly position I could see the confidence returning to Stephanie’s face. She knew a lot about the punishment straps so must have been briefed by Jenny before the gear arrived. Stephanie and Jenny were close, so it wasn’t surprising that she got the best part, playing a young dominatrix.
With the addition of 4” stilettos and a wide black leather belt around her tiny waist, she cut a fantastic figure. She and the maids were also wearing leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles, along with a leather collars around their necks. The quality of the restraints was high and matched the tone of the latex suits perfectly.
Damon walked around the pair of us, spending more time examining our posteriors than our ‘doggie’ heads. I jumped when the crop flapper stroked my pussy, as did Jess when he touched hers.
The big man showed the trio the flapper. “You have two extremely excited bitches. Arm yourself with some tissue and keep their cunts dry.”
“Yes, Sir.” They responded in unison.
We both looked at each other and I could see anger in Jess’s eyes. We both wanted to complain about what they were doing to us. However, neither of us had the nerve to test the shock bands that were gripping our throats beneath the costume.
Damon tapped us both on the ass. “Bitches, drop your shoulders and dip your backs. I want to see those asses in the air, ready to be whipped.”
“Sir…” It was Mary’s meek voice. “Pink was behaving herself…”
“Mary, the pair will respond to your commands better if you punish them both for any bad behaviour,” he explained. “Sometimes it can be more painful to see a friend suffer for something you’ve done. Do you understand my point?”
“Yes, Sir,” all three girls responded.
“And, we all have to be on the same page. If the bitches misbehave, they have to be punished. Three strokes should be sufficient…” He handed the crop to Mary.
The pretty youngster looked horrified. “You want me to whip Jen… er, Blue?”
“If you don’t, I’ll give you three, then the bitch gets hers. If you want to star in the movie, you all have to show some metal. You have to convince the audience that you are in control of your animals. Now get on with the punishment.”
Mary, desperate to avoid a beating, moved to the side of Jess and raised her arm. Thwatt! Thwatt! Thwatt!
“Ruuuuuuu!” Jess howled when Mary delivered three strokes across her upturned cheeks.
I wasn’t convinced that she was hurt, because Mary’s blows were weak. But, it was a good idea to fake the pain and avoid any further blows.
Damon wasn’t persuaded either. “Mary, that was pathetic. I’ll deal with you later. Your turn Cassie…”
The slim black actress was far more extroverted than Mary, so I was dreading my strokes. She didn’t hang about. Thwatt! Thwatt! Thwatt!
“Ahhhhhhh!” I cried… Uhhhhhhhhh!”
Twin stabbing pains in my neck paralyzed me for a second and then, having sent a shock wave through my nervous system, turned my joints to jelly. I almost collapsed, but I somehow managed to keep my balance.
“Looks like those devices work!” Damon exclaimed in a callous manner. He turned on Mary. “Are you capable of handling the bitch, or shall I tell Jenny to replace you?”
“No, please give me another chance, Sir. I… I saw how Cassie did it… I know now…”
“Okay, Mary, I’ll keep the crop. You and Cassie take the bitches and the bedpan upstairs.; I’m going to have a chat with Stephanie. She’ll be up in a minute.
“Yes… Thank you, Sir.”
Claire tugged my leash with more vigour than before. “Come on, bitch. Get a move on.”
We set off once again at a brisker pace. I was only just recovering from triggering the punishment band. However, the thought of it happening again, terrified me and inspired me to move quite a bit faster!


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Amelia was born in Hertfordshire, England, and now lives in a beautiful country setting in the midlands. Working from a small cosy office and with only the occasional company of her pet cat, Amelia weaves her stories, morning, noon and night. She entered the literary world on a notion that she could write more interesting stories than she was reading; and thinks she has succeeded in her goal. An avid reader of BDSM, erotica, horror, science fiction and detective novels, Amelia is determined to bring some or all of these subjects into her own work and hopefully thrill her readers.
All of her work belongs in the BDSM category, but she has written in a wide variety of niches such as Urban, Interracial, Pony-girl, Puppy-girl, thriller and adventure. Her most popular books to date are the Hijack series (3 books), the Frisky series (3 books), the Husni series (9 books) and the Caged & Transported series (8 books/4 compendiums); but there are many more in the library to choose from. 45+
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Amelia Stark's Erotica is a Publisher of BDSM and Erotica stories. All the work is written by Amelia stark, although her work is split between 4 pseudonyms. Her own, Tor Melati, Laura Sinn and Tabatha Wild.


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