Part 5

Over the following months, Margaret kept up with her work as usual. But her lunch break was now spent over at Chantale’s apartment for some fooling around. While there Maggie learned a lot about what brought pleasure to a woman, lesbian or not. She learned how to manipulate a clit to bring maximum pleasure, which she had learned first-hand on her introduction by Chantale.

She practiced what she had learned from her older lover with some of her boyfriends from school. Obviously anything doing with cocks wasn’t part of their curriculum, but she could direct them on how to pleasure her better. And despite her losing her cherry to a girl, she was still a virgin with boys.

She still hadn’t allowed any of them to stick their cocks inside of her though. The most she would allow with any of them was giving them hand-jobs, like she had with the dogs at the clinic.

This past week a new tenant was added to the kennel. Margaret was surprised to see a regal looking Great Dane in the first cage as she came in one day. As soon as she walked into the kennel he stood at attention and remained motionless to her presence.

Maggie had never seen a dog so well disciplined and smiled at him.

“Why, hi there,” she came up to the new dog’s cage. “And what’s your name, big fella?”

She picked up the chart on the cage and read the details.

Just then Dr. Stevens walked in.

“Oh, I see you met our newest guest,” he smiled. “Maggie, this is Prince Valiant the fifth, Prince for short.”

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Prince,” she smiled at the huge animal.

The large dog lifted his paw to shake her hand.

“He was brought in for breeding,” Dr. Stevens explained. “Three other owners of Great Dane bitches will be coming in over the next few weeks to breed with Prince here. They want litters of his line, and who can blame them, right.”

“I suppose,” Maggie agreed. “He does seem well behaved.”

“Maggie dear, Prince here is a champion around the world,” Dr. Stevens said. “I’ve lost count on how many ribbons and trophies he’s won.”

“You sure seem to know a lot about him, Robert?” Maggie observed.

“I should,” Dr. Stevens smiled. “He’s my dog.”

“No! Really?!?” Maggie gasped. “Well, he certainly is a beautiful animal, Dr. Stevens.”

“Yes, I really love this old boy,” he said. “Ever since he won his first ribbon he’s been in big demand for breeding. I don’t mind telling you that extra cash comes in handy in keeping my clinic open.”

Margaret was a bit surprised to hear how much money the breeding services brought in, or that Robert had any kind of financial problems with the clinic.

And at the first mention of breeding, she also got mildly curious as to Prince’s equipment. But she couldn’t let Dr. Stevens catch her trying to catch a glimpse at his dog’s sheath with him in the room.

Of course Dr. Stevens had his own erotic interest in breeding Prince, as you well know. He couldn’t wait to observe his stud mounting another bitch. He only hoped that the 16-year-old wouldn’t be in the room when it happened as he didn’t want the blonde teenager to get embarrassed at him getting a hard-on in her presence.

And so, for the remainder of the week, Margaret followed the same routine as always, only now she had five virile male dogs to care for. By this time she had gotten used to walking all four males at the same time, slipping her wrists with two leashes each.

By now the dogs generally behaved themselves with her, and were no longer dragging her along as they did when she first started.

So her dog-walking duties usually started with her taking Damsel alone for a walk, thus keeping the bitch away from the easily aroused males. She would then put her back in her cage and take out the four males and take them out for their walk.