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     The kennelman arrived and took a good look at the new bitch in his care.
      	Then, as it was normally going to be kept in the kennels when not required in the
house, he suggested that that it should be taken to the fenced off area adjoining the
kennels. Here the big Doberman guard dogs were allowed to run during the day, together
with the bloodhounds used for tracking any escaping servants.
      	‘It's important,’ he explained, ‘that they get used to their new companion and
associate her as one of them. These are fierce dogs and we don't want any fights!’
      	He also suggested that her lead should be fastened to a special little chain that
now linked her nipple rings to her nose ring.
      	They tried this out and quickly found that it was the ideal way of keeping her at
heel without any annoying stops and tugs on the lead, for even if she dropped even
slightly behind the chain would pull all three sensitive rings - a most effective way of
keeping the creature at her Master's heels, with her head and eyes docilely down.
      	Leading Diana up to the fence that kept in the dogs, Carlos ordered her to sniff
along the grass growing at the bottom of the fence and then at what seemed a likely place,
a fence pole, she was ordered to drop a little liquid visiting card so that the dogs would
be able to identify her in future - another routine which she was going to be made to
perform daily.
      	A large number of dogs were now sniffing at her through the fence as Carlos held
her there. Only a slight reddening of her naked breasts disclosed that, under her tight
leather headpiece and zipped up mouthpiece and muzzle, she was blushing with the shame and
humiliation.
      	‘Well! The little bitch has certainly aroused the interests of your dogs!’ laughed
Inez, speaking in English. Then she pointed to a cage set slightly apart. ‘Which dogs are
those?’
      	‘Oh these are the bitches on heat - the hot bitches. They are shut up here partly
for their own protection and partly to prevent the stallion dogs from fighting over them.
They'd kill each other if the hot bitches were allowed to be free.’
      	‘And they'll kill each other over Diana when she comes on heat,’ laughed Inez.
‘You'd better put Diana in with them when she does - and you won't want her in the house
then.’
      	‘Oh don't worry,’ Carlos smiled. ‘We've made special arrangements for her. Come
and see the cage we've prepared for her right next to the hot bitches. She'll normally be
in it most of the time.’
      	It was quite a large cage. Two planks, fixed to the bars of the roof, gave a
little shelter from the rain and sun and under them there was a pile of straw. A solid
looking chain lay on the ground at the end of which was a heavy collar when put around her
neck would enforce a very restrictive form of bondage - just like in the stables.
      	Suddenly Inez laughed. ‘I've just had a rather lovely idea, darling.’ She started
to whisper something into Carlos's ear.
      	‘Oh! Yes, but would it work?’
      	Again Inez whispered something into Carlos's ear. Diana saw Carlos's eyes brighten
in astonishment and excitement.
      	‘Wonderful!’ he cried. ‘I'll invite some friends to come and watch! We'll have a
little party. And the joke is that no one will ever guess who is under that dog skin. But,
by God, I will!’
      	Then Carlos started to lead Diana back to the main kennels.
      	‘Now, little bitch, let's see you say goodbye to your little friends. Come on,
splash the post properly! Hurry up! I'm not going to wait all day.’
      	Carlos started to whistle to encourage Diana to perform, tapping her naked soft
little bottom threateningly with his dog whip. Diana looked up imploringly at her Master,
but all that could be seen of her face were two small holes in her leather head piece,
behind which her tear filled eyes could only just be seen. It was so hopeless! She would
have to go through with it. She would have to perform, have to drop her visiting card,
like a real little bitch visiting a strange kennels.
      	Obediently, she stretched herself up and outwards so that she would wet the post
properly.