My Pet is Perverted!

Ch 32 The Perverted Pet

Albert Mustero was not happy with the news that reached his ears. The idiotic big brother of his had gone as far as to doing unacceptable things to the servant he sent. In the end, it was his fault for sending that servant to his brother. He decided to talk to him again and take the servant back so that there would be no more problems in the future.

"Woof!"

"Hmm, a guest?" Huvel spoke as he patted the pet by him.

Albert went to see his brother with a strong conviction but he became speechless once he saw the scene in front of him. He believed it was his brother that forced the servant to do as he wished. He never thought that the servant would be willing to do as he commanded. Thus, he was genuinely shocked when he saw the servant beside his brother was actually behaving like a dog without anyone commanding him.

"H… Hey, you there, what are you doing?!" He stammered, forgetting to greet his brother.

"Woof!" The dog replied.

"UHH!" Albert face-palmed himself. "Brother, what have you done?!"

"What?" Huvel replied with an innocent looking face. "Oh, are you talking about this dog you gave me? Although it was very naughty and noisy at first, it becomes cleverer now. Thank you for your gift, my little brother."

"What do you mean I gave you a dog?!" Albert almost exploded with anger. "I just lent you a servant to… to… Never mind. I never gifted you a dog, do you understand?!"

"A servant?" Huvel wanted to tease the serious looking Albert more. "Where? There are only my servants and a dog here."

"Grrr!!" Albert cried. "I'm not talking to you anymore! You, drop that act and follow me back now!" He ordered Bellamy who tilted his head and looking at him with puzzled eyes.

"Woof? Woof?" Bellamy rubbed his head to Huvel's thigh as if he did not understand Albert's words.

"YOU!! How dare you!" Albert almost flew to him as he shouted.

"Albert, what is it?" Huvel called him. He had not thought Albert would get that angry. "Do you want to take this dog back?"

"I'm telling you, he is NOT a dog!" Albert had lost his patience. "Do as you please! I'm not talking to you again! NEVER!"

"Hmm… why does he always leave in anger?" Huvel murmured as he watched Albert's back.

"Woof!"

Bellamy watched Albert leaving the house in rage. He did not want to follow him. He recalled the past night. When his master let him go, he hesitated. It was not because he enjoyed being humiliated but because of his master words. He remembered that he was supposed to be under the ground if he had not taken the job of spying Huvel Mustero, his current master.

He hated being treated like an animal and thought of running away many times. But he was afraid of death. If he was caught after running away, he would be killed. If he went back to the person who gave him the task without any result, he would be killed. As his master said, he was someone who would die like a dog on the street.

He was afraid of that so he decided to cling onto life even if he had to live like a dog. As long as he was alive, he could continue his task of spying him, and if he was lucky, he might even be able run away safely. With such thoughts, he decided to submit as a dog to his master, Huvel Mustero.

"Go now!" Huvel ordered Bellamy after removing the collar on his neck.

Bellamy stayed in place even after his collar and leash were removed.

"I want to live! Please let me live like as your dog!" He cried as he kneeled in front of Huvel.

The corners of Huvel's lips slightly curved upward. He thought Bellamy was just a hot-headed thug. He had not thought that he would realize the meaning of his words. He was pleasantly surprised to get a clever pet.

"I never heard of a dog that could speak." He said coldly.

Bellamy was puzzled for a while and wanted to ask what he meant.

"Woof!" He only barked after realizing what his master meant.

"Are you really a dog?" Huvel sneered. "Why are you wearing humans' clothing?"

Bellamy's eyes widened. He hesitated for a while before he started to stand up to undress.

"A dog using its paws to remove its clothes! An unusual one indeed. Should I sell it to a circus?"

His body froze when he heard his master's words. His ears that were already pinkish when he started to undress became bright red. He struggled to remove his pants without using his hands. He used his teeth to undress his shirt but the old shirt was torn apart before he could take it off.

"It looks real now." Huvel chuckled as if he was satisfied.

He ruffled Bellamy's hair and continued, "I heard dogs show their bellies to their masters to show their affection. I guess this dog doesn't trust me much yet."

Hearing that, Bellamy almost wanted to cry. He could not do anything else but lied on his back, exposing his belly to his master. He lifted his hands and legs like a dog would do.

"Look! That's what I'm talking about!" Huvel talked to himself as if he was surprised.

He rubbed Bellamy's exposed nipples and bellybutton with his toe.

He then moved his foot to the bottom and stroked his toe across the little opening there. Bellamy shivered at the mere contact.

"It only needs a tail here now… Wait! Are you in heat just because my foot touch you?" Huvel marvelled at the sight of a sleeping d*ck slowly raising up. "What a perverted dog you are!"

Bellamy thought he could die in embarrassment at that moment. He inwardly cussed his own little brother for waking up in such situation.

Huvel played the raising little one with his toes.

"I'll allowed you to go back to your bed if you can cum without touching yourself. If you can't, you have to stay here the whole night!"

Bellamy's mind was thrown into chaos by Huvel's words. He had never done something perverted in front of anyone before. Even if he wanted to cum, he did not know how to do it without touching the main thing.

"Here, I'll allow you to feel my feet." Huvel said as he sat down on a chair and extended his legs.

Although frustrated, Bellamy could not think of a way out so he crawled toward the feet and rubbed his thing to them. He could not get an orgasm even when he tried rubbing very hard. Soon, he no longer cared for his unsightly self and tried every position he could think of to make himself cum.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

He finally came by sandwiching and rubbing his thing between his master's feet. A thick load of white liquid spread over his master's feet.

"I only allowed you to feel my feet, but not to dirty them."

The words entered the ears of Bellamy who was still breathing heavily, like a thunder.

Huvel moved up his wet feet to Bellamy's face.

"Clean it!"

It was his very first time for Bellamy to drink his own juice! He almost regretted submitting to Huvel.

But he sighed in relief when his master allowed him to be a human when he was not in his sight. So, he became a dog whenever his master was around and he became a human again when his master was not around!